The atmosphere on-site was boiling like fire, and the clamor of voices resembled the raucous waves of the sea.
Standing on the third floor, Chu Guang could see face after face brimming with enthusiasm.
He even felt as if he could touch with the tip of his nose the excitement and desire that hit him square in the face.
Passion surged in his heart.
That emotional resonance spread amongst the crowd.
He believed.
He was not the only one waiting for this moment.
At six in the evening.
The tumultuous voices on the square subsided slightly, and it was at this moment that a solemn and loud voice rang out from above the plaza.
"From the moment the gate opened to the present, nearly two hundred days and nights have passed. From the boundless wasteland to the thousands of acres of good farmland outside the farmsteads, we have managed it all in just half a year."