Wang Jianye understood that his physical condition was definitely not comparable to that of young people, but Qin Zian's reaction to climbing Mount Tai was simply too abnormal.
Judging from his current nonchalant appearance, he still seems full of energy.
Several of the young men who came with them looked even stronger than Qin Zi'an, but they were all exhausted.
"Zi'an, aren't you tired?"
"Isn't hiking a recreational activity? How can it be tiring?"
Upon hearing Qin Zian's reply, Wang Jianye also wore an expression of utter despair.
“Yeah, how could I be tired?” Wang Jianye tapped the steps lightly with his cane and muttered under his breath, “Be careful, the May Day holiday is coming. I’ll make you climb the Five Sacred Mountains in five days and show you what true happiness is.”
"What? Director Wang said he'll be doing this during the May Day holiday..."
Seeing that Qin Zian was about to raise his voice and express his true feelings, Wang Jianye quickly stopped him.
Mount Tai alone nearly killed Wang Jianye; imagine trying to climb all five sacred mountains in five days…
It seems Wang Jianye, the director of the Harbin Culture and Tourism Bureau, is no longer fit for the position and has ascended directly to the next stage of the civil service exam in the underworld.
For Qin Zian, his trip to Mount Tai was a truly enjoyable one.
They truly lived up to the name of climbing Mount Tai at night, finally returning to the summit around 5 or 6 a.m. and witnessing the sunrise.
Whether the sunrise at Mount Tai is beautiful or not is no longer important.
More unforgettable than the brief yet magnificent sunrise was the night climb of Mount Tai.
Especially those tourists who followed Qin Zi'an down the mountain to welcome the Lu Di Cultural Tourism Bureau, many of them were unable to climb back up after going down.
Even though we had reached the top of the mountain, we watched the sunrise from halfway up the mountain.
...
About three hours later, a large number of audio and video clips about climbing Mount Tai at night appeared online, with tourists sharing their amazing experiences from the previous night.
It's easy to see from their words that everyone has been rendered powerless by Qin Zi'an, their living father.
It's no exaggeration to say that almost every tourist who went to climb Mount Tai yesterday caught a glimpse of Qin Zi'an.
Either you actively go up and down the mountain with him, or you are passively frightened by the atmosphere of climbing Mount Tai on the night of Qingming Festival.
Seeing the scene of people crying and wailing in the video, netizens were overjoyed.
"Brother, you're actually doing alright. I just saw someone who had already reached the top of the mountain, but ended up watching the sunrise halfway up. They couldn't take the cable car and had to walk down the mountain, which almost scared me to death."
"I'm not kidding, how come Qin Zi'an's physical condition is so good? No matter what time period I click on the video, as long as Qin Zi'an appears, he is full of energy. It's really unbelievable."
"It's obvious that Qin Zi'an had a lot of fun yesterday, but does anyone care about Director Wang's life or death? Qin Zi'an really knows how to manage upwards, turning his boss into a virtual pet."
"I just saw the staff of the Ludi Culture and Tourism Bureau carrying heavy loads up the mountain, embodying the spirit of mountain porters. Hahahaha! In the end, they gave it to the tourists as a perk, and the tourists carried it."
"I have a lot to say about their spending power. Tickets for Mount Tai for today and tomorrow are already sold out. Look at the miserable state of those tourists... Seriously! Hurry up and get a refund so that this fragile college student can have a turn."
As the topic of Qin Zian's nighttime climb of Mount Tai gained more and more attention, Mount Tai also welcomed wave after wave of tourists.
Now, when they climb Mount Tai, it's no longer just about climbing the mountain itself; they find the corresponding scenic spots and start imitating them by taking photos.
For example, when Wang Jianye went to different places, he left behind the boastful words, "Taishan is just a small mountain, I can handle it."
For example, the scene of the meeting between the leaders of the Harbin and Shandong cultural and tourism bureaus. Although they were exhausted, they still had to keep smiling.
Some people even tried to imitate Qin Zi'an's always energetic demeanor, but that was too difficult to do.
After all, Qin Zian was in high spirits the whole way, but the tourists could only try to imitate him.
With the emergence of this batch of memes and imitation videos, Mount Tai's popularity has once again reached a peak.
In contrast, Qin Zian and his group, after resting, had already set off for Zibo City.
By the time they arrived in Zibo City, it was already seven or eight o'clock in the evening.
Although everyone had rested at the hotel for nearly ten hours, they all looked like wilted eggplants, completely lacking any energy.
Even when faced with the delicious aroma of Zibo barbecue, all the people could do was bury their heads in their skewers and didn't engage in much conversation.
There was no other way; they were simply too exhausted.
My body is indeed awake, but my brain and soul are not yet back in place.
Qin Zian, however, ate with great enjoyment, completely unaffected by the negative effects of climbing Mount Tai at night.
After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, Qin Zian went over to chat with Grandpa Zhao, who was grilling barbecue.
Director Zhang of the Lu Di Culture and Tourism Bureau looked up at Qin Zi'an, who had originally intended to have an in-depth discussion with him about cultural and tourism promotion.
But even though the words were on the tip of his tongue, he was too tired to speak.
Wang Jianye, who was standing to the side, had also taken in Director Zhang's actions and had an expression that said, "I understand you."
Therefore, Wang Jianye also raised his glass and clinked it with Director Zhang's.
The two looked at each other in silence, but they had already poured out all the bitterness in their hearts.
"Uncle Zhao, I heard you were the first person in Zibo to start a barbecue business? And your barbecue skills are the best in Zibo too." Qin Zi'an chatted with Uncle Zhao with a smile.
"You wouldn't dare say that. I'm the kind of person who does that in Zibo City..."
Grandpa Zhao made a poor gesture, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.
Thinking back to last year when barbecue was just becoming popular in Zibo, Grandpa Zhao was still leisurely sleeping on a deck chair in his yard.
When two young girls came to his door to eat barbecue, Grandpa Zhao was extremely proud, declaring that his skills were the best in the entire Zibo City.
Unexpectedly, the two girls were scouts, and after gathering information, they attracted a large number of regular troops.
That summer, Grandpa Zhao had a very difficult time, as he couldn't possibly finish grilling all the barbecue.
This year, Grandpa Zhao learned his lesson and changed his address; he also became much more humble.
What businesses are thriving?
He's already this old; it's time for him to enjoy life.
Instead of spending all day facing the charcoal fire and having endless barbecues to do.
But how could Qin Zi'an, someone dedicated to promoting culture and tourism, let go of such a living advertisement as Grandpa Zhao?
Qin Zian glanced at Grandpa Zhao's tricycle; there was still quite a bit of food inside.
Given their appetites, they definitely couldn't finish it.
"Uncle Zhao, can I borrow your tricycle for a bit? I want to go for a ride."
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