The applause, like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, echoed throughout the Bird's Nest for a long time.

The Bird's Nest, which can accommodate 90,000 people, is packed with seats, and countless pairs of eyes are staring at the dazzling light in the distance.

The flames ignited.

The flames burned raging around the Bird's Nest Stadium, slowly spreading to somewhere, illuminating the ancient sundial. The simple corona seemed to bring everyone to an eternal historical corner, telling stories. Human beings have been using sundials for a long time.

, the sundial can not only display the time within a day, but also the solar terms and months. The period thousands of years ago seems like yesterday...

The sundial emits a ray of light, which shines into the center of the Bird's Nest Stadium. First it is a light spot, and then the light spot turns into an array, and then spreads out in the center like magic.

"what is that?"

"God, this is spectacular!"

"These are people!"

"..."

The figures of 2,008 warriors lined up and struck the fou!

With bursts of powerful blows, the 2008 Chinese percussion fou made a soul-stirring sound, slowly rolling in like a surging tide, shaking the hearts of all the audience. The white lights on the fou flashed in sequence, forming a series of numbers.

, and suddenly there were bursts of excited voices in the audience seats.

James Bunt looked at the scene in front of him and was extremely shocked.

This is a kind of visual shock that transcends special effects. People are in the seats, but their souls seem to have returned to the distant land, vaguely feeling the ancient Chinese war and iron horses, and the changes in history.

"That's a fou, an ancient Chinese musical instrument!"

Next to him, Durant and Kevin looked at the information, then raised their heads, and then there was a sound of popular science next to them.

The stars in the sky twinkled, and the flames on the ground came one after another accompanied by the sound of fou beating...

20 o'clock sharp.

Under the leadership of An Zhibin, 2008 soldiers sang in unison, "How wonderful it is to have friends coming from afar!" During the singing, several old Chinese leaders couldn't help but began to wipe away tears.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Mr. An Jianwu nodded repeatedly. Although he was in a high position, he was usually in a calm mood. Even though there were strong winds and waves, he had never seen any fluctuations, but at this moment, his eyes were still wet.

Next to him, the one-armed Mr. Yang was already in tears...

Years earlier, they had slept rough on the battlefield, waiting for the dawn in the darkness, watching their comrades fall one by one and stand up one by one, desperate but full of blood and faith, and continued to move forward step by step.

That year, they had imagined what China would be like in the future.

this moment!

They saw the applause of the whole house, the hope of the new generation, the national self-confidence, and even the rising sun after dawn...

They had waited for this day for too long.

……………………

Shen Changwei felt like he couldn't breathe.

I have never been so tired and nervous, and my back even felt a little wet.

Projects were carried out in an orderly manner. When a project was successful, Shen Changwei first breathed a sigh of relief, and then when it came to the next project, Shen Changwei became nervous again.

but……

Everyone knows that no matter what they say or do now, it will not help. At the same time, they are constantly adjusting their personal emotions and using the most rational and serious words to give instructions.

Everyone is looking forward to this splendid event!

After Zhou Yang stayed in the command room for a while, he looked at the time. During the gap after the end of a project, he lowered his head and said a simple word to Shen Changwei.

"Director Shen, I'll go over first."

"good!"

Shen Changwei nodded.

When Zhou Yang was about to leave, Shen Changwei stood up again: "Xiao Zhou, this should be your first time on such a stage, right?"

"yes!"

"You..." Shen Changwei watched Zhou Yang turn his head, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out. After a while, he only said two words: "Come on!"

Zhou Yang nodded and left the command room.

In such a grand event, there are also programs. Generally speaking, Zhou Yang should not come to the command room. This is a taboo.

but……

No one seems to care about these things.

"Fireworks!"

"The fireworks begin!"

"..."

In the command room, Shen Changwei took the microphone and continued to shout.

As his shouting ended, in an instant, the sky in the distance became as bright as day.

He raised his head and looked at the distant sky.

There are 287 firing points at the top, 1,462 red flash firing points at the top, 27 positions in the center area, 11,456 rounds at the top, and 8,428 rounds in the center area!

Fireworks bloomed high in the sky, and the entire stadium was like blooming flowers. Colorful fireworks bloomed one after another along the north-south central axis of Yanjing, showing 29 huge footprints symbolizing the 29th Olympic Games...

A bright light shone on Shen Changwei's face. Even though this moment had been rehearsed countless times, and even though the effect and ending were already known, Shen Changwei still felt excited.

The other directors in the control room also clenched their fists and were shaking!

They are all witnesses of history, and at the same time, they are also creators!

……………………

The huge footprints composed of fireworks passed through Tiananmen Square, as if traveling through time and space, traveling through the years, all the way north, slowly coming towards the home court.

For a moment...

In another burst of exclamations, the huge footprints turned into stars all over the sky, gathering into the five Olympic rings, shining dazzlingly in the night sky.

"what is that?"

"God, is that an angel?"

"No, that's a fairy! Fairy from ancient China..."

"This is called Feitian! He is a character on the murals in Dunhuang, China..."

"..."

In the venue.

Countless people stared at the girls falling from the sky.

They dance gracefully, they are graceful, they are as sacred, mysterious and magical as the fairies in a painting!

James Bond was almost stunned!

He never thought that the opening ceremony of the Chinese Olympic Games would be such a visual feast.

Not far away, Jiang Ge opened his mouth, obviously feeling the beauty and shock of art...

this moment……

He suddenly understood why the official chose those opinions raised by Zhou Yang, and even more clearly understood the gap between himself and Zhou Yang!

The following theatrical performance made Django even more amazing!

[Brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, the four treasures of the study, gather the essence of heaven and earth, display the five thousand years of Chinese civilization in the scroll of the pen, and condense it into a treasure in the human world].

There is only one sentence in the introduction.

But when a huge rollup slowly opened on the field, Jiang Ge was shocked again.

This is a huge LED screen 147 meters long and 27 meters wide. As the screen slowly unfolds, the five thousand years of China's history seems to have begun...

The four great inventions appeared one by one...

Movable type printing seems to operate like a machine, forming lines of fonts, but it is actually 897 actors performing...

The word "harmony" shines brightly in the light among the ups and downs like ocean waves...

When papermaking appeared, a huge 70-meter scroll appeared on the field. In the scroll, dancers used their bodies to form a landscape painting. When the scroll slowly rose, it turned out to be a

Spectacular painting of the rising sun.

"The red sun rises and shines brightly in its path; the river flows out and flows into the ocean..."

Faintly, bursts of surging chants could be heard. Amidst the chants, Jiang Ge's heart was racing, and he couldn't help but gasp for breath. He was so excited that he couldn't help himself...

What verse is that?

"This is "The Story of Young China"!"
To be continued...