World-class infrastructure maniac

Half a day after the typhoon, the Nanhai Tunnel was declared intact.

One day after the typhoon, the affected provinces and cities completed emergency rescue.

Two days after the typhoon passed, Li'an Port cleared the clouds and saw the sun, and the weather was fine.

The South China Sea Tunnel construction team can finally take a break with peace of mind. A group of engineers and builders who worked continuously before and after the typhoon got permission from Weng Chengxian to take a rest first.

The bridge was not damaged, and they felt relaxed and happy after being disturbed by the typhoon.

Li Feng fell asleep with his mind full, walking in the flooded and muddy streets washed by high-pressure water guns, he was in a daze.

He still couldn't bear it.

Lu Feng thought of Qu Fei's lively appearance, and felt that this man was worthy of his 1.9-meter body, and he had more energy to stay up late than other people.

Near noon, Yin Yiqiao was standing at the construction site of the complex when he received a message——

back, i sleep.

It was so short that it was exhausting, and Yin Yiqiao smiled helplessly.

Yu Gong has partnered with Yin Yiqiao for several months, but he has never seen such a gentle expression on his face.

He was stunned for a moment with the form to be handed over, until Yin Yiqiao put away his phone and returned to his usual indifferent and elite appearance, then he came back to his senses.

"Mr. Yin, take a look, this is the damaged part of the typhoon. I have made statistics."

The construction of comprehensive tourist areas has not been seriously affected.

The main reason is that Yu Gong is a local, and the old buildings that have been tossed by typhoons and torrential rains all the year round, Yin Yiqiao can do typhoon reinforcement, many things are not clear, and he can do it very quickly.

It's a pity that the transplanted saplings cannot be saved.

Time was running out, and there was only time to fix the saplings on the windproof chains. Finally, he and Yu Gong inspected the site, and the saplings were broken, leaving only a mess.

Fortunately, the broken branches did not fly out and hurt people, and there was no serious damage to the construction site.

Yin Yiqiao counted the damaged and twisted steel pipe shelves, re-checked and signed the purchased items.

"It's been hard work for the past two days. It's not easy after the typhoon. When everyone cleans up the site, they should rest. If there are disasters in their hometowns, they can go back after the disaster. Let them go back. The construction period is not urgent."

Yu Gong took the list.

Yin Yiqiao is the most laid-back and easy-going architect he has ever met.

Others are rushing to see the birth of their design works immediately, but Yin Yiqiao maintains the British-style arrangements like carving a work of art, and never presses for a deadline.

It's time for the government to jump if it's someone else.

But it happened to be Yin Yiqiao, and it happened to be for the construction of the South China Sea Tunnel.

Seeing that Yin Yiqiao was about to leave, Gong Yu casually smiled and said, "At this point, Mr. Yin is going to see the cross-sea bridge again?"

Yin Yiqiao raised her eyebrows slightly, remembering that the person she usually watched had gone back to sleep, a smile naturally formed on the corner of her mouth.

"No, I'll go back to rest. You should rest earlier too."

After the typhoon, the streets were muddy, but fortunately the construction site was not far from the hotel.

Yin Yiqiao didn't drive, and stepped on the wet and slippery street after the rain.

Li'an Port has done a good job in prevention.

The newly built buildings in the past two years are fully capable of resisting typhoons.

Even a strong wind like Lisu just broke the branches and brought the soil.

Yin Yiqiao has been in England all year round and rarely goes to places with bad weather.

He has never seen such a terrible typhoon, nor has he seen such a quick rescue.

Under the sun, countless municipal workers in overalls are setting up vigilance and resetting temporary signs.

It has only been two days since Lisu crossed the border, and this busy city has returned to its usual life as usual.

According to Yin Yiqiao's knowledge, there are few international examples of such a rapid recovery after a major disaster.

It seems that it was not a 16-level super typhoon that blew across Li'an Port, but a ray of fresh wind.

Those who have not lived abroad for a long time may not be able to understand his emotion.

Rescue efficiency and recovery speed all represent the core support capabilities of a city.

In Li'an Port, there will be no roads that have been rotten for half a year and no one has taken care of them, let alone electric piles that have been damaged by typhoons and left unattended.

Yin Yiqiao walked around the construction team who were using a crane to lift the broken tree trunk, feeling a sense of honor in fighting with them.

Even if he didn't run to the South China Sea Tunnel, he knew clearly——

The standing bridge has attracted the attention of countless people, and the extraordinary skill it represents will shock the entire country.

Soft lighting in the hotel living room.

Yin Yiqiao was planning to take advantage of the wind to sleep and deal with emails and documents, but he heard the slight sound of the news broadcast in the bedroom.

Without thinking, he opened the door.

I saw the wrapped quilt shining brightly.

"Don't play with your mobile phone under the quilt, it will hurt your eyes." Yin Yiqiao turned on the light casually, and turned on the TV for him by the way, and tuned to the news channel, "Get up and watch the news."

Ritsu, who woke up after a nap, finally turned off his phone and got up lazily.

He stayed up for two days and nights, and although he rested for two or three hours in the middle, he couldn't stop being sleepy.

However, the more sleepy a person is, the less he needs sleep. The whole person is immersed in a dream, and his mind is still full of bridges and oceans.

He slept for less than an hour, and couldn't help scrolling through typhoon-related news.

What Weng Chengxian said lingered in Lu Feng's heart all the time.

The development of China's bridges is like what happened to the entire vast country, from foreign domination to the people of the whole country giving everything, and finally regaining control of independent power.

The older generation took a lot of detours and paid a lot of money to build this tunnel bridge in the South China Sea today.

But Lifeng deeply felt that there were too few things he could do.

Tired and sleepy, Li Feng leaned on the bedside to watch the news.

The TV shows the situation of typhoon prevention and flood fighting in the provinces and cities hit by the typhoon.

When all the members of the Nanhai Tunnel seized the time to check the bridge, the municipal, emergency, government agencies, and armed police departments were cleaning up the broken billboards, trees, and signs in the city, quickly restored the power supply, and quickly drained the influx of flood water.

Among these pictures, there will never be a shortage of interviews by reporters.

The subjects they interviewed, whether it was an old man wearing a vest and shorts or an elementary school student carrying a schoolbag, faced the interview camera without any panic.

"The wind was very strong. I was really scared that day when the typhoon came. But when I got up in the morning, I saw the government people started to clean up the branches and garbage, and I suddenly felt that there was nothing to be afraid of."

"I have seen typhoons many times. The wind is a little bit stronger, and the rocks are smashed, but I am not afraid at all."

Perhaps only those who live in peaceful times and have reliable protection will say "not afraid" in the face of a super typhoon of level 16.

In the news broadcast, the passers-by and the emergency repair team kept their respective boundaries, and they were in the same frame harmoniously. Watching it, Lu Feng's spirit was lifted and he dispelled a lot of his sentimental feelings.

China has indeed encountered too much suffering, and the people have experienced countless trials.

But self-pity and sadness cannot change the past, life must move on.

Lu Feng scratched his messy hair, lifted the quilt and stood up.

"Come on, let's go to eat." He picked up his pants and jacket, "After eating, take a look at the bridge."

The much-anticipated cross-sea bridge will always spontaneously attract countless people who join in the fun.

Most of them saw the white waves hitting the iron-gray bridge in the live news, so they came to the beach and spontaneously found the place where the reporter had stood.

After dinner, Lu Feng and Yin Yiqiao walked slowly towards the South China Sea Tunnel as if they were taking a walk after dinner.

The shore where the bridge can be seen from a distance is already full of people who clocked in and took pictures, as well as reporters with cameras and microphones, broadcasting in real time.

People all over the country are concerned about this bridge.

As soon as the sea breeze blew, Li Feng felt that he was relieved again, and he had unlimited motivation to return to the construction site and continue fighting.

"Let's go to the shore to take a photo." Lu Feng pointed to the front, "The teacher is on the other side of Treasure Island, and he sent me photos. We have to report the situation properly."

Lu Feng carefully read the video and audio sent by the teacher.

Baodao is a miserable place with many typhoons and earthquakes. Even if Lisu did not land directly, it would have an impact on the buildings and roads on the island.

Fortunately, the construction company that maintained the dangerous building and the hidden bridge this time sent all experienced old technology.

From the time they took over the dilapidated buildings and bridges that cut corners, they used the posture of fighting against earthquakes, floods, and typhoons to surround and repair steel pipe columns throughout the process without suffering any damage.

but……

Some old buildings in Baodao were miserable. The heavy rain poured down and the walls and tiles were flooded.

There were sadness and joy in Yin Zhili's tone.

It is sad to see the innocent people in Baodao being affected by the disaster, but the government cannot come up with a rescue team comparable to that of the mainland and the South China Sea Fleet.

Happily, the iron-gray bridge is still standing, and even the temporary highway bridge in Fuyun County is dozens of times stronger than the collapsed Fuyun Bridge.

Lufeng and Yin Yiqiao slowly talked about the situation in Baodao.

Before they could approach the crowd, a familiar shout suddenly came.

"Lawyer!"

The young jumping voice was undoubtedly Ding Hongda.

But Lufeng just saw Ding Hongda on the live news two days ago, but he couldn't believe his eyes.

Reporter Ding, who was wearing a T-shirt and trousers, was still wearing his press card, smiling all over his face.

But his face was pale and rough, like a middle-aged man in his 40s and [-]s, not at all the youthful vigor that Lu Feng remembered, but instead revealed the vicissitudes of life after the violent wind.

"Reporter Ding." Lu Feng was slightly surprised, "You didn't rest?"

"What are you resting for?" Ding Hongda's voice was not exhausted at all, "As reporters, we must rush to the front before and after the typhoon, and bring live reports on the South China Sea Tunnel to the people of the whole country!"

Maybe it's his bright smile, maybe it's his earnest words.

The cheeks that had been blown pale and rough by the wind were full of vibrant blood.

This is undoubtedly Ding Hongda whom Lufeng knows.

"Okay." Lu Feng fully approved of his fighting spirit, "Since Reporter Ding wants to report, why don't I take you to the construction site later. I will apply to Mr. Weng, and he will definitely allow you to go to the site to record the cross-sea bridge after the typhoon .”

It is absolutely impossible for ordinary reporters to freely enter the construction site of the South China Sea Tunnel like the queen reporters on the day of the mobilization meeting.

However, Lu Feng instinctively felt that Ding Hongda's hoarse announcement at the moment the typhoon landed not only melted his indifference, but also melted Qu Fei's violent temper.

With such a reporter who cares about bridges, he must be able to get Weng Chengxian's permission.

Sure enough, Ding Hongda was very happy when he heard this.

On his pale and rough face, he smiled like a flower, saying "okay, ok" over and over again!

However, he didn't rush to urge Li Feng to leave, but greeted his colleague and took the camera.

Ding Hongda is naturally shy and serious in his personality.

He turned on the camera, stretched it out in front of Law Feng, and said, as if sharing an important secret, "Law Gong, I really didn't come here to say hello for an interview. Hehe, my colleagues and I have been near the cross-sea bridge for the past few days. Although the news The live stream was interrupted, but we have the most beautiful bridge in our hands!"

Ding Hongda chose the photo he was most satisfied with, and showed the shocking scene of the typhoon and the turbulent waves crossing the bridge in front of Lu Feng.

Only the desperate front-line reporters can capture the picture of the cross-sea bridge standing proudly in the storm when the typhoon comes.

It's not just the photos from this camera that shocked Lifeng.

Ding Hongda said: "Our photographers have been taking videos of the cross-sea bridge. The rain was so heavy that our umbrellas almost couldn't hold up. Fortunately, we still took a lot of usable videos."

His proud expression is exactly the same as that of the same vicissitudes of life photographer beside him.

It seems that life is insignificant in front of the typhoon, the important thing is the wind and rain and the bridge.

Li Feng was shocked by their professionalism and had nothing to say.

In the video the photographer showed them, the white waves were yellow and raised higher than the bridge. It was almost the most dangerous scene when the typhoon came.

Lu Feng admired: "I think, if your photos and videos are released, netizens will definitely put them on the headlines."

Ding Hongda was extremely bright, "But, I hope that the video you made, as a lawyer, will make headlines."

Li Feng looked at him in surprise.

Ding Hongda is extremely sincere.

He said: "The night view of our Wuqueshan Bridge is so beautiful that foreigners are praising it. The scene of the typhoon blowing through the South China Sea Tunnel and the cross-sea bridge standing still did not scare them to death!"

The reporter's passion and sincerity made Li Feng speechless.

It seems that they braved the typhoon and filmed and recorded the scene of the surging waves on the shore, just to wait for him to make a video of a bridge across the sea that is not afraid of wind and rain.

Li Feng was a little bit sad, but he was completely gone.

He already had an infinitely magnificent and exciting scene in his mind, and he didn't need any artificial tunes, just the sound of howling rain, wind, and waves could gather a scene of earth-shattering movements.

"Okay, scare them to death." Lu Feng laughed.

Let them all see, this is the bridge of China.

The China International Rescue Team set off for the Philippines a week after Typhoon Lisu made landfall in China.

The Philippine government, which has been fighting floods for [-] days, is counting the losses caused by the typhoon layer by layer.

Nearly one million residents lost their homes, and a large number of refugees piled up in shelters.

The government and the public look forward to China's aid materials and medical teams.

In the capital of the Philippines, far away from the disaster, Congressman Yomar is listening to reports on the damage to domestic buildings.

"A total of 17 bridges collapsed in the Lisu attack, and 33 were damaged. The number of house collapses is still being counted, but the number will not be small. And, what you want——"

The person who reported turned to the next page, and his voice was obviously much quieter.

"The Lanxi Industrial Park, Pupa Bridge, and Mishu Highway under construction by my country in our country have been damaged to varying degrees."

Yomar turned his eyes irritably, and asked in a deep voice, "What are the different degrees of damage?"

"Uh..." the person who reported said awkwardly, "The construction warning sign was blown away, the construction protective frame of the bridge was deformed, and... there is also the temporary gate of the industrial park—"

"Enough!" Yomar hammered on the table, furious, "Hasn't the Chinese construction projects collapsed or damaged?!"

The reporter's face was pale, but he had to tell the truth.

"Mr. Yomar, you are well aware of China's construction capabilities. A 16-level typhoon like Lisu is like a breeze to their buildings."

"Look, their bridge across the South China Sea Strait, after facing Lisu, is intact."

"How is this possible?" Yomar has been paying attention to the South China Sea Tunnel for a long time, and of course he knows that the longer the bridge, the more fragile it will be.

The Nanhai Tunnel has not yet been completed, and the combined length of the two sides has exceeded 10 kilometers. It should be like a tree branch, and it will break when the wind blows.

However, it was intact? !

Yomar was full of doubts.

"Are you sure this is not fake news from China to appease the people?"

"Probably not." The reporter looked regretful, but his tone couldn't help being surprised, "Because their TV station released a video of the typhoon when it landed."

"—The terrifying white waves, like a tsunami, hit the cross-sea bridge, but failed to shake it!"