"That's great. Maybe you can even see fireflies here at night."
Lingzhi stood in front of the French window and said excitedly.
The entire interior of the homestay is decorated with wooden floors, which complement the rice fields outside very well.
Jiang Che also liked it very much after seeing it. The first floor is a living room, a treadmill, a kitchen, and a toilet.
The second floor is the bedroom, and there are many beautiful ink paintings hanging on the walls.
This building has many Jiangnan garden styles, and the tables, chairs and benches are all made of wood.
The shape is retro, simple and elegant, and the combination of ancient and modern is very distinctive.
"Han Xiao, thank you for your hard work. The decoration is very beautiful. I like it very much."
After looking around, Jiang Che nodded and said with a smile.
"Just like it. There are fifty B&Bs, and each one has a different decoration style."
"Would you like to go and have a look at both? Lingzhi Han Xiao, you can also choose which one to live in after you've seen them all."
Han Xiao felt a great sense of satisfaction that his designs were loved by others.
"Okay, okay, let's go check it out."
Lingzhi nodded and said excitedly.
Then the four of them looked at all ten renovated B&Bs.
There are Western minimalist styles, motorcycle styles, literary styles, girlish pure styles, and cute pink and soft styles.
There's even a prairie decorating style.
Without exception, all the B&Bs are beautifully decorated.
Although the B&B is not big, the decoration is not at all inconsistent.
"Every one of them is so beautiful. I'm having trouble choosing."
Lingzhi looked confused, as so many styles seemed too novel.
"What's there to worry about? We've closed the village recently and no one's coming anyway."
"If you don't mind the trouble, you can try them all."
Jiang Che smiled and said that the B&B was so beautifully decorated that he wanted to stay here for a few days.
"Forget it, these will all be rented out in the future, so I'd better not mess with them."
"I've thought it through. I'll choose the third villa. I quite like its girly style."
Lingzhi shook her head and rejected Jiang Che's suggestion, pointing to the third B&B.
"Since Lingzhi chose the third building, I'll choose the first one. I quite like the retro style."
"Then I'll take the second building. We can live closer and play together."
Han Xiao chose the second building with a literary style. After choosing the B&B, the three of them immediately took Jiang Che back to move their things.
The materials used in the decoration of these ten homestays are all environmentally friendly, so there is no need to worry about formaldehyde or anything like that.
Just move in with your luggage.
While Jiang Che was busy moving, the bigwigs in Kyoto were also holding a busy meeting.
The previous national bird issue was also approved by the higher-ups.
After intense planning, the promotion activities for China's traditional culture have reached the final stage.
The cultural publicity campaign will officially start at 12 o'clock today.
At this critical moment, the heads of various departments gathered together to discuss the details of the publicity.
Cultural invasion is a war without the smoke of gunpowder, especially in the past two years, issues related to cultural heritage have frequently emerged.
There are also a lot of people on the Internet who cannot distinguish right from wrong, worship foreign things, and are extremely insecure about China's traditional culture.
It is obvious that with the continuous infiltration of foreign culture, a small number of people have been influenced.
Especially recently, some domestic organizations have been organizing disgusting activities from time to time to challenge the bottom line of the Chinese people.
The higher-ups also knew that there were people behind this group of people fanning the flames.
It's not easy to act without solid evidence.
Cultural penetration is never a matter of overnight, but China's splendid traditional culture is actually so easy to penetrate.
This time, with the birth of the phoenix, China's traditional culture has been able to shine in the world.
Let the whole world see that the Chinese Phoenix Totem is real and exists.
Since the phoenix has appeared, did the dragon also exist?
If you want to know, go explore. Once you truly explore, you will discover how vast traditional culture is.
The selection of the national bird this time is also intended to use the symbolism of the phoenix to establish correct values for the younger generation.
Strengthen national self-confidence and smash the conspiracy of foreign cultural infiltration.
The huge conference room was full of people, some of whom were elderly people wearing military uniforms with medals hanging all over their chests.
In the front row of seats, five old men including Mr. Xu and Mr. Zheng were all there.
Many people in Kyoto knew that Mr. Zheng had been hospitalized due to a cerebral hemorrhage.
This time, seeing Mr. Zheng sitting upright in his seat, many people looked at him sideways.
Everyone was full of curiosity, but Mr. Zheng didn't care about everyone's looks.
I went my own way, chatting and laughing with Mr. Xu beside me.
"Everyone, I believe everyone has already known about the arrival of the Phoenix Bird."
"The dragon and phoenix totems have always occupied an important position in Chinese culture."
"Now I actually see a living one, which means a lot to me."
"The long-standing unresolved question of the national bird has finally been resolved."
"We must also not forget the cultural heritage that has evolved around the dragon and phoenix totems."
"So before announcing the national bird's status, pre-publicity work must be done well."
"Be careful not to reveal the identity of the Phoenix Bird before the festival..."
"Mr. Zhuang, how's the production of the promotional video going?"
The old leader sitting in the first seat spoke seriously into the microphone, assigning tasks to each department.
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