Beside the platform.
The more he looked.
The more Zhou Yan liked it.
Speaking of looks,
Huaxia's high-speed rail is number one in the world. Sitting aboard it in a foreign land brings a unique sense of pride, a result of decades of development.
From nothing to something.
From weak to strong.
Finally.
Breaking out of its cocoon, it has reached the current situation, and Zhou Yan feels very proud: "What you see before you is a purely domestic high-speed rail carriage."
"Everyone should be quite familiar with it."
"All of Myanmar."
"Use this type of passenger carriage, the advantages are self-evident; first, good-looking, second, perfect interior, third, low noise."
Saying this,
he walked into the carriage.
Although.
Many people in the live broadcast room have seen it, every time they see it, they can't help but linger, because it is made in Huaxia, and seeing it feels intimate.
"Our carriages really do look great!"
"Cool!"
"Beautiful!"
