Chapter 411: National Celebration
Yu Afen's tone was also a little uncertain: "Should it be okay?"
Zhang Dazui slapped a mosquito to death with both hands: "Don't think about it, it will definitely work."
Diao Yulian twisted her mouth and chewed the peach in her mouth with a crunching sound.
"Big Mouth, if your legs hadn't been shaking when you were talking just now, I would have believed you."
It was rare for Zhang Dazui to choke on what she said.
Yang Shujuan smoothed things over: "Whether it can be accomplished depends on tonight."
"If they don't do it here, it will be their loss!"
Guan Lamei curled her lips, still savoring the food she had eaten in the evening.
Wu Shengli shook his legs in agreement: "That's right."
He made a bet with his old buddies, and of course everyone was betting that we would succeed this time.
Zhou Jianguo took a sip of jasmine tea and said, "We even held a long-distance running event last time for the Olympic bid. If it doesn't work out, there's nothing we can do."
Bidding for the Olympic Games is a major event for the people of the whole country, and long-distance running events have been organized in various places.
Of course, Beijing also organized one, and all participants went to the street office to register.
I also brought back a T-shirt, which came in black and white and had a pattern of the Temple of Heaven printed on it.
Except for a few young people or those with poor mobility, almost everyone in their compound participated.
In the end, the number of people who actually participated exceeded 10,000.
That day, the streets were full of people wearing T-shirts.
The scene was spectacular. While he was running, he saw people from the TV station coming over with cameras.
Fu Zhenggang raised his chin to take credit: "For the Olympic bid, I saw foreigners smiling at them. Look how friendly we are."
In the past, when he met a big golden retriever at his stall, he would roll his eyes to the sky.
When foreigners come to his tea shop to drink tea, he even uses one less chrysanthemum!
Qian Baozhu rubbed his belly and said, "If they come, I will definitely let them experience our Chinese cuisine. We can have different dishes every day for several months!"
Xiaotong had previously returned from studying in Sakura Country and told everyone about what she had seen and heard there, including the food.
He was surprised to hear that people who lived a good life actually had pickles for breakfast.
Even if the table is filled with various pickles.
No matter how delicious, exquisite or beautiful it is, it is just a pickle.
Tsk tsk tsk, how pitiful.
There are also beautiful Chinese people who eat hamburgers, potatoes, bread, salad and grilled chicken every day. Xiaotong said that their faces turned green after eating them for a week.
"Mom, it's time!"
Lin Xiaotong turned on the TV in the main room, and CCTV had already started broadcasting programs.
"Really? No more talking, just watch it."
Gao Xiulan patted her butt and rushed inside, with Xie Dajiao following closely behind her carrying a small stool.
The rest of the people also squeezed over.
Zhang Dazui was quick and grabbed the last empty seat on the sofa and sat down next to Lin Xiaotong.
"Let's watch it together. The final result should be announced tonight."
Diao Yulian twisted her waist to grab the rocking chair and replied "yes".
Wu Shengli gathered with a few older men and prayed in their hearts.
He must win this time, so he made a bet with Tujia and Wu Jiabao.
If he succeeds, his pocket money for this month will double. If he fails, he will have to pay for his son's smelly socks for a year.
Gao Xiulan's hands were shaking as she held the remote control: "People are coming out. This is really starting."
A live broadcast of the voting site appeared on the TV screen.
The whole place was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
The lights were turned on and it was bright.
Lin Xiaotong nervously held Gao Xiulan's hand.
Sesame raised his butt, took an elegant cat step, and jumped onto the TV cabinet, ready to have a cordial and friendly exchange with his little brother Wangba.
Just as her butt was about to leave the ground, Xie Da Jiao picked her up and gently pinched her mouth.
He nodded his nose and said, "Don't shout, or you'll have all your dried fish gone."
Hearing this, Sesame Tail dropped down and nestled obediently on his legs.
For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the small TV screen.
At the same time, people from all over the motherland are eagerly watching the results of tonight.
The application failed in 1993, but the team entered the Olympics again in 1999.
The success or failure of this nearly two years of effort depends on this one move.
The 112th International Olympic Committee General Assembly was being held on TV. The camera turned and focused on the Chinese team sitting slightly to the back.
At 7:00 PM, it was the Chinese team's turn to make their presentation.
After the Olympic representatives' emotional narration, there was a question-and-answer session lasting more than 10 minutes.
It took more than 20 minutes to answer the 11 questions one by one.
Guan Lamei is an impatient person and can hardly sit still.
"It's almost 10 o'clock, why hasn't the voting started yet?"
"Here they come, people are coming out."
Lin Xiaotong lowered her head and took the time to glance at the time. It was exactly 9:56 p.m.
There are a total of five cities participating in the election this year, and Beijing is one of them.
Yang Shujuan's eyesight is not very good and she can't see clearly.
He whispered to Jin Qiaofeng beside him, "How many votes did we get in the first round?"
Jin Qiaofeng squeezed out a word from her throat: "44."
"Halfway through?"
"No."
Everyone sighed and felt regretful.
If a candidate gets more than half of the votes in the first round of voting, they will secure victory.
"One is out, there are four left, and the second round begins again."
Fu Zhenggang and Wu Shengli held hands tightly together, getting closer and closer, and could hear each other's heartbeats.
Wu Jiabao looked back and was almost blinded by the light.
It was too eye-catching, so he quickly turned around and sat down, looking at his wife to wash his eyes.
Qian Baozhu pinched his nose and asked in a muffled voice, "Are the results out?"
It was another long wait, and everyone sitting in front of the camera even slowed down their breathing.
The minute hand finally clicked to 22:05.
Gao Xiulan stared at the screen without blinking and held Xiaotong's hand tightly.
He said with certainty: "It must have come out. These big-nosed people are whispering to each other."
Guan Lamei crossed her arms, looking annoyed: "It's so mysterious, is there anything we can't see?"
Another 3 minutes passed and the time came to 22:08.
The President of the International Olympic Committee personally opened the envelope containing the results of the second round of voting.
With a smile on his face, he stood in front of the podium.
The Chinese delegation at the venue were all looking forward to it, with hope in their eyes.
Over a year, nearly a thousand people compiled an "Olympic Bid Report," which comprehensively presents China in the 21st century.
It even outlines the development plan for the next eight years, which is very detailed and highly feasible.
All the preparations are paving the way for tonight's outcome.
Just give it a chance and you will give the world a miracle.
"Here I come."
Fu Zhenggang and Wu Shengli hugged each other tightly, face to face.
A powerful announcement came: "The venue for the 29th Olympic Games is——"
"Beijing!"
In an instant, cheers and shouts rang out in the venue.
“Ahhhhhh—”
"It's us, it's us!"
“It really worked!”
"Xiaotong, we can finally watch the Olympics right at home!"
Gao Xiulan and Lin Xiaotong, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, stood up suddenly and hugged each other.
Her face was red and her hair was steaming with joy.
Everyone sitting in the main room stood up, hugged each other, and jumped up and down excitedly.
The cat that came to Xie's kitchen to steal food was so frightened that it ran away.
Diao Yulian and Jin Qiaofeng held hands and spun in circles.
Zhang Dazui excitedly bent down and picked up Yang Shujuan.
Guan Lamei patted her belly happily, picked up the coal ball lying on the ground, and kissed it hard.
"My dear son, from now on you will be called Olympics."
All the children present screamed with excitement.
Fu Zhenggang and Wu Shengli hugged each other and cried like dogs.
"Pocket money is saved!"
“No more washing socks!”
“Hahahahahahaha.”
The third uncle sat in the rocking chair, rocking happily with his legs crossed.
He never expected that he would be able to witness such a grand event in his lifetime.
He would go home in the evening and talk about this with his wife so that she could be happy down there too.
The alley was in complete chaos, and everyone ran out of their homes and headed towards the street.
Holding national flags in their hands, more and more people gathered together, and the long line of people running out to celebrate on the street stretched for more than ten kilometers.
Orange was sitting in front of the computer in the studio, typing away on the keyboard to write code.
I received a call from her mother, her tone was excited, and there were sounds of firecrackers nearby.
"Daughter, please watch TV! We have successfully bid for the Olympics!"
Lin Xiaotong, Gao Xiulan and others couldn't sleep at all that night because all the people in the hutong courtyards flocked to Tiananmen Square.
Xie Yi was in a meeting when the leader threw all the documents away and started crying and shouting.
Fireworks sounded outside the window at the right time, and bunches and clusters of them bloomed in everyone's heart.
That night, the land of China was ablaze with fireworks and bright lights.
This Olympic long-distance race finally came to a successful conclusion.
The news quickly spread across the country.
"I'm going to call my daughter and tell her we won this time!"
That evening, the operating hours of Beijing's buses were extended to 2:40 a.m. the next day.
The Olympic commemorative stamps went on sale in the early morning of the 14th, and were basically sold out as soon as they arrived.
"Breaking news, Beijing's bid for the Olympic Games was successful!"
All newspapers and periodicals worked overtime to print an additional 150,000 copies of "Extra".
The next day, no matter what time or place people were doing, they would discuss this matter as soon as they met.
The excitement was completely ignited, and people from all over the world celebrated together in joy.
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