Riding the Wind and Breaking the Waves in Qingdao

        The waves were crashing against the rocks of the wharf, and the salty and humid wind carried the fragrance of hops to the face. In the early autumn of 2025, eight "heroes" from Class C, led by their supervisors Zhang Lang and Da Wei, embarked on their dream trip to Qingdao.

        Day 1: Symphony of Sea Breeze and Old Town

                Quick look! Red tiles, green trees, blue sky! "Wu Jinghao was the first to scream and rush off the bus. The sunlight pierced through the clouds, gilding the spire of St. Michael's Church. Er Sha held up a selfie stick and shouted wildly, "Don't move! I want to get 88 likes on my social media!" Suddenly, the camera broke into Qiang Ge's beer bag held high, and "Qingdao Original Liquor" made a dazzling appearance!

        On the wutong Avenue in Badaguan, Brother Tao chased the fallen leaves to take photos and exclaimed, "The light and shadow are fantastic!" Liang Zai squatted in the corner of the Huashilou and studied: "Do you think there will be shell fossils in this stone?" Azali could not answer, "This is lava rock..."

        No matter what rock it is! "Old Zhang waved his hand and said," Let's have our first seafood feast at the beach! "Next was the moment of tongue pounding, steaming sea urchins with golden and flowing hearts, and spicy stir fried clams with red oil. Da Wei had just picked up a horseshoe crab when Er Sha suddenly exclaimed, "I've eaten pearls!" Everyone burst into laughter, it was just the art of garlic clove disguise.

        Day 2: The Adventure of Xianshan and Pirates

        Laoshan Mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist like a fairyland. As soon as the mountaineering team finished shouting "Conquer the Giant Peak", they collectively broke through in front of the Taiqing Palace. The stone steps where the Taoist meditated were turned into a "resting place at a barbecue stall" by us. Qiang Ge clasped his hands in front of the millennium old ginkgo tree and said, "I'm willing to give up drinking milk tea for three years in exchange for promotion and salary increase!" Azali silently added, "This tree doesn't care about financial luck, it cares about marriage..." The whole team burst into laughter.

        The afternoon sailing experience reached a climax. When the coach shouted 'pressure on the side', Qiang Ge and Liang Zai anchored the 120 pound Azari as an anchor outside the ship's hull. We're going to fly! "Tao's camera captured eight faces distorted by the sea breeze. Suddenly, the ship tilted, and Captain Lao Zhang urgently turned the helm: 'Full left rudder! Avoid the jellyfish swarm!' Da Wei wiped the seawater splashing on his face and laughed, 'This is not sightseeing, it's clearly the set of' Pirates of the Caribbean '!'

                At night in May Fourth Square, it seemed like a magic had been cast. When the sculpture "May Wind" lit up red, Tao Ge set up a tripod and said, "Give me ten minutes to take a delayed shot!" After 15 minutes, everyone found that his camera was full of two silly faces pretending to be sculptures. In the underground wine cellar of the beer museum, Qiang Ge passionately confessed to the oak barrels, 'I want to move back home and use it as a bathtub...'.

        The last stop at Jinshatan was to watch the sunrise. As the orange red light exploded from the sea level, the noisy team suddenly fell silent. Lao Zhang broke the silence and said, "Do you remember the night when we dealt with the anomaly last month? It was also this kind of light at 3am." Da Wei handed over beer and said, "So don't mention screwing today." Amidst the sound of the waves, eight pairs of arms collided.

        At the seafood market, holding the king crab and patting it, my fingers were pinched by pliers and I cried out. Thanks to Liang Zai using a lighter to catch the crab claws, I was able to successfully rescue it; The homestay kitchen can cook scallions and sea cucumbers in three minutes, even Azari exclaimed, "This skill can make private dishes; Atmosphere group CP - Liang Zai and Er Sha, surfing with cartoon shark swim rings, were knocked over more than ten times by the waves and screamed "come again"; At the last beach bonfire party, Azali taught everyone to dance Xinjiang dance. Normally serious Lao Zhang twisted his neck and acted stiffly like a robot, and was made into a facial expression bag by all the members... This city, which writes poems with red tiles and green trees and composes music with waves and foam, has long left the mark of laughter in the life rings of each team member.

        On the high-speed train returning home, eight people slept crookedly, with water marks on the car windows tracing across the silhouette of Qingdao.

        Lao Zhang sent a message in the group: "Next stop?" Da Wei replied in seconds: "Go to the workshop first and clear the accumulated work!" In the smiling expression on the screen, the sound of waves seemed to be still surging in the ears.

        When the waves receded, eight rows of footprints were left on the golden beach. The deepest pit was the barbecue grill carried by Lao Zhang, the crooked string was the trajectory of Er Sha chasing crabs, and as for the two pairs tightly side by side were Liang Zai and Wu Jinghao... All the footprints will eventually be smoothed out by the tide, only the sea breeze remembers that there were once a group of people here, composing songs of time.

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