As far as the eye could see, there was a dense crowd of people standing nervously on a hill.

Qin Yu knew.

These are the unsung heroes who came up with the "mushroom bombs"!

The ancestors wore sunglasses and could not see their faces clearly, but they all clenched their fists and stood upright on the hill, staring at the same direction.

The moment the countdown to the broadcast ends.

The distant sky is full of light.

It was as if a second sun had risen!

Followed by.

A thunderbolt resounded across the universe.

Like a dragon chant, straight to the sky!

Qin Yu, who witnessed all this with his own eyes, immediately had moist eyes.

now.

He who is full of knowledge is silent, this is the first time he feels that the words are so pale.

So beautiful!

No words can describe this magnificent scene!

Qin Yu opened his arms, smiled, closed his eyes, and let the sand and stones blown up by the strong wind scratch his face.

That's the sound.

Let the dragon chant of the flower growers resound through the forest of the world!

immediately.

Earth-shattering cheers sounded in Qin Yu's ears.

He opened his eyes and watched the weeping ancestors huddled together, waving the army green hat in their hands, shouting, embracing, and venting their pride in their hearts!

"We made it!!!"

"We won!!!"

"Long live the flower grower!!!"

"Long live the flower grower!!!"

The strong wind could not cover their shouts and cheers, and the sand and stones could not cover their resolute eyes.

They waved their fists excitedly, as if announcing to the world.

"starting today!"

"We are flower growers!"

"I also have my own confidence!"

"We have finally straightened our backs and don't have to be bullied by others!!"

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Qin Yu silently looked at the cutest people in front of him, his heart filled with admiration.

He didn't come forward and talk to anyone.

He just stood silently.

Qin Yu knew.

this moment.

belong to them.

It belongs to this group, the most respectable and lovely people.

After a full 10 minutes, Qin Yu chose to leave and returned to his own timeline.

In the desert of Lop Nur.

The crowd is still cheering and celebrating.

They are miracle workers.

Or.

They are miracles in themselves.

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Qin Yu returned to his own timeline.

Standing silently on the balcony, looking up at the vast stars in the sky, I couldn't be myself for a long time.

The old man in his family once told him.

After everyone dies, they will turn into a star in the sky.

Qin Yu is a staunch materialist.

But now.

However, he believed without any doubt that after passing away, those ancestors would definitely turn into the stars all over the sky, watching the land of China quietly.

"call...."

Qin Yu took a long breath towards the night sky, closed the window, turned around and sat in front of the computer, and started the production of the second episode.

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at the same time.

The entire Yangshi building is still brightly lit at one o'clock in the morning!

The telephone specialist's phone kept ringing non-stop. Even though many people had come back to work overtime, they were still too busy.

"Yangshi Daddy? When will the second episode of your show be broadcast? It's so damn good!"

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