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It is difficult for Lifeng to resonate with bridges built abroad.

But Yi Xingbang's words were filled with deep sadness.

They are not foreign bridges, but bridges built by the Chinese for their own future.

Even if 90% of the people passing through that bridge are Filipinos, in Yi Xingbang's heart, this is a project for compatriots traveling to and from the motherland.

They are like the builders of the international road in the new era, working hard to build the best bridge for the motherland, hoping that the materials needed by the motherland will enter the country quickly and well through the bridge.

One war, all gone.

"Okay, it's our bridge, and it will be built again sooner or later."

When Qu Fei saw his junior like this, he directly dragged him, "Don't be depressed, or Master will think I'm oppressing you."

Qu Fei, who squeezed his junior, didn't think there was anything wrong with asking a "newcomer" who had just reported to help him calculate the data.

He happily led the people off the boat, not to the crowded cafeteria at the construction site, but to the night market by the sea.

I haven't forgotten to ask Li Feng to come with me, he treats guests.

It was the first time for the stingy old man to treat a guest to dinner, and of course Lu Feng would appreciate his face.

They walked in the coastal city in the twilight, and they could find a lively roadside seafood restaurant at random.

You can see the ocean and beach when you turn your head a little. After ordering the menu, a case of beer will be delivered immediately.

And Li Feng, drink Coke.

The night view of Li'an Port has different feelings every time you change places.

Lu Feng was eating seafood fried rice and listening to Qu Fei chatting with his elementary school brother.

With such a talkative and cheerful guy, no matter how sad Yi Xingbang was, Qu Fei hammered him clean, blowing down bottle after bottle of wine.

They chatted slowly, and Li Feng listened slowly.

The Pupa Bridge is indeed different from other aid projects in the Philippines. From the design to the engineers and the construction of key parts, they are all members of the Group brought from China.

For other aid projects in the Philippines, local construction workers were recruited and construction materials from Philippine companies were used.

Kepupa Bridge, as small as a screw, as large as the entire steel pipe support, are all exported from China.

"We are slow in building the bridge because we think that this bridge will be built on the China-Philippines passage, and it will be a bridge entering and leaving China in the future, so it needs to be polished."

Holding the beer bottle, Yi Xingbang started talking about bridges, and the conversation became more frequent.

The Pupa Bridge has no technical difficulty, and is a type of bridge with mature domestic construction technology, but every steel girder and every piece of concrete on it belongs to China, Yi Xingbang said very emotionally.

People who build bridges don't have any romantic vocabulary.

But he described the typhoons and floods encountered in the construction of the Pupa Bridge, the simple Filipino people he met, and the arrogant Filipino officials who complained, all with sincerity.

Qu Fei comforted him, "Don't worry, the country has various alternatives for planning international passages. Since the Philippines is fighting a war, we will pass through Malacca, and you will be discarded as an alternative import and export route."

Yi Xingbang looked at him blankly, "I feel even more sad when you say that."

"Sad ass!"

Qu Fei's caring senior set up a collapse, picked up a bottle of beer and opened it immediately, and hit Yi Xingbang's wine glass crisply.

"drink!"

Lufeng has followed the construction of two bridges in China, and he always feels: Fortunately, he did not go to university in China.

Otherwise, like Qu Fei and Yi Xingbang, he would inevitably develop the habit of drinking to relieve his worries.

Domestic construction sites rely entirely on drinking capacity to exchange feelings.

Li Feng gets drunk after drinking, and with a crazy physique, he occasionally joins in the fun.

But now, he didn't need to speak out at all.

Qu Fei grabbed the wine bottle and occupied the dinner venue.

"Next time I will accompany you to the Philippines. I will guard the Pupa Bridge and Kukan Bridge for you. If I come to grab the bridge again, I will blow them up!"

Yi Xingbang hiccupped and retorted in a low voice, "They have tanks."

Qu Fei was right, he was more ruthless than anyone else in bragging, "What's wrong with the tank? Our tank bombing is an ancestral skill, what the hell! Who dares to touch my bridge!"

He was as imposing as a rainbow, roaring very loudly.

If it is on the battlefield, such a roar is enough to boost morale.

However, what he faced was not the soldiers waiting to charge, but Yi Xingbang who was dizzy from drinking.

The dark-skinned Yi Xingbang clenched the wine glass tightly in his palm, his Adam's apple was writhing up and down, but in the end he couldn't say anything to echo or flatter him.

She shed light tears, wiped them with her palms indiscriminately, and let out a low whimper.

Before Lu Feng could respond, Qu Fei put down the bottle and sighed.

His voice was exceptionally gentle, and he finally looked like a reliable senior, "Crying bag, why are you still so sentimental when you become the chief engineer?"

"I'm not the chief engineer anymore!"

She cried even harder.

Li Feng has witnessed how terrible wine is.

Such a serious and serious young chief engineer would hold Qu Fei and cry, although his voice was not loud, but he was extremely sad.

The people sitting around in the shed eating supper together looked over while chatting.

In a roadside restaurant by the sea at night, this state is so familiar that all strangers show tolerance and understanding.

Yi Xingbang whimpered, "Brother Fei, I'm sure I won't have the chance to go back to build the bridge. My water pagoda is short of final acceptance. The delivery time for Kukan's building materials has been adjusted, but my bridge is gone!"

Qu Fei patted Yi Xingbang on the back as if coaxing a child, telling him to "drink, drink more".

Seeing the special comforting method, Li Feng was taken aback for a while.

He asked: "Do you need to send Yigong back to rest?"

"No, no, no." Qu Fei waved his hands, "Let him vent a bit, this person is so exhausted that he keeps everything in his heart."

Venting can indeed relieve stress in the heart.

Ke Lufeng looked at Yi Xingbang crying while drinking, which was really worrying.

However, Qu Fei was not worried at all.

He said: "Don't look at him like this, in fact, drinking is broken. After sleeping, he will definitely not remember anything."

A senior is a senior, and he is not very reliable at ordinary times. It is easy to judge the status of his own juniors.

They quarreled until after one o'clock at night, and Qu Fei picked him up and walked to the dormitory.

Early the next morning, when Lu Feng walked into the cafeteria of the construction site, he saw Qu Fei eating breakfast listlessly holding a steamed bun.

And Yi Xingbang was still dressed neatly in work clothes, with a safety helmet on hand.

He drank the porridge slowly, greeted Li Feng with a smile, he didn't show any of the gaffes he had last night, holding the wine bottle and howling dryly, even Qu Fei was more like the hangover crying person than him.

Yi Xingbang really didn't seem to remember that he was drinking and crying about "the bridge is gone", and he was seriously discussing with Li Feng. The weather is good today, and it is said that there is no strong wind.

But Lifeng remembers——

He said that is China's own bridge.

The fierce war in the Philippines can be felt cruel and ruthless through the news broadcast.

The attack that started from the area where the Pupa Bridge is located actually followed the flat road and broke through the Philippine defense line with advanced armaments.

The fierce battle seems to be a handover of rights that is close at hand.

Li Feng watches the news every day, and even knows the names of the president of a strange country and the names of various people in the military, but he still can't guess the outcome of this war.

If the Philippines is as bloody as China, then the Philippines will never spare these terrorist organizations easily.

If the Philippines is as powerful as China, then this battle is even less likely to drag on and make people laugh.

He frowned and clicked on the front-line report of China News Network. Before he could carefully examine the content, there was a soft knock on the door.

Yin Yiqiao stood in front of the hotel bedroom door, looking at him with a smile.

"What are you looking at, so devoted?"

"Philippines." Lufeng moved the laptop a little, and Yin Yiqiao could see the unfamiliar frontline news on the screen when he walked in.

The Pupa Bridge has become the base of terrorist organizations, and it can become a bridge for the international passage between China and the Philippines. The geographical location must extend in all directions, but it has become an advantage for snatchers.

This group of guys seemed to know that the bridge built by China was strong enough to withstand typhoons and guns. They started directly from this bridge and rushed to the hinterland of the Philippine government.

Yin Yiqiao sat by the bed and asked softly, "Still thinking about these bridges?"

"Well." Li Feng clicked on another news, as early as ten years ago, there was a report on the China-Philippines International Channel, "Our colleague who built the Pupa Bridge came back, and I chatted with him a few days ago. This bridge is important to the Philippines, but it is also important to us."

The footsteps of the Chinese are all over the world. In order to defend the territory and live a better life, many people have to leave their homes and set foot on the territory of other countries.

As they walked, they built roads and built countless bridges over unfamiliar rivers.

It's like a group of pioneers who brought their own dry food and firewood, stepped out of their own world, and let the latecomers have a big tree to enjoy the shade.

Military bridges are built in wartime, and railway bridges are built in peacetime.

Lufeng can tell from the unopened China-Philippines international channel to the China-Europe train that has been in operation for many years. Even in North Korea and Vietnam, which are far away from poverty and backwardness, there are bridge traces left by China during the Anti-Japanese War.

Yin Yiqiao listened quietly, suddenly alert in her heart.

He frowned and said, "Even if the war subsides, you don't want to go to the Philippines."

Li Feng looked at him in surprise, "What am I going to do in the Philippines!"

The lighting in the hotel is gentle, and Lu Feng's expression is not fake.

Yin Yiqiao evoked a helpless smile, "I see that you look regretful and a little panicked."

He rarely used words like panic, but this word accurately described his mood.

It seems that Lufeng was moved by the fearless internationalism of his predecessors who went out to aid poor areas and resist the United States and aid Korea. He wished that he could go abroad like them.

Yin Yiqiao put it bluntly, "I'm afraid that you will go to the Philippines to build bridges in response to the country's call."

"I didn't." Li Feng turned off the news in the Philippines, "It's just that my colleague came back and said a lot about the bridge, and I was a little emotional."

He glanced at Yin Yiqiao, sighed in a low voice: "Because, that is our bridge."

The bridge that is really needed by China, even if it is built on the land of the Philippines, there are countless sincere Chinese who want to protect it.

In the end, Qu Fei failed to take his primary school girl to listen to "Xiaoyaoyou".

The elementary school brother he brought.

Lufeng specifically explained to Zotel that Yi Xingbang came back from the Philippines, which made the younger brother who wanted to go to the Philippines to play nature but couldn't be very happy.

He not only reserved the best seats for Qu Fei and Yi Xingbang, but also happily asked for Qu Fei's phone call.

Then, Li Feng woke up and found the news at three o'clock in the morning.

Zotel sent a group photo.

Yi Xingbang was wearing a simple shirt and suit, and sat upright on the plastic stool at the simple barbecue booth.

Qu Fei collapsed into the chair, looking like he was dying.

Only Zotel, who occupied the camera, was happy and stretched out his hand to bide.

Zotel: Brother Feng!Brother Fei and Brother Yi are so interesting!

Zotel: It's just that Phineas can't drink alcohol!

Law wind: ...

How much alcohol did this group of people drink to get drunk on such a wine jar as Qu Fei? !

As it turns out, Zotter's "Getaway" is full of healing effects and can resonate with young people.

They traveled thousands of miles to their destination, and when they came back after listening to the concert, eating barbecue and drinking beer, they were two heroes again.

There is one more skilled worker in the project of the cross-sea bridge, at least the calculation work of changing the map is much easier.

The more than 40-kilometer-long sea-crossing bridge continues to extend over the rough seas, and the plan to connect the bridge to the artificial island is getting closer and closer.

Li Feng also leaves early and returns late, getting busier and busier.

Suddenly one day, Li Feng dragged out the long-lost suitcase, packed the clothes in it, and put the laptop in it.

If Yin Yiqiao felt something, he asked, "How long are you going to stay at sea this time?"

Li Feng put the suitcase together, "Maybe a month or two."

It was just an estimated time, much longer than Yin Yiqiao expected.

"so long?"

Lu Feng's eyes sparkled, and he couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart.

"Soon!" He laughed, "Because the cross-sea bridge will connect to the artificial island."