Mr. Sax Ruto, the mayor, appeared later than Jenkins and others. Before today, Jenkins had only seen him in the newspapers, and this gentleman actually had no outstanding characteristics.
He was fat and tall, and his neck seemed to be missing. He wore a black silk hat on his head, a particularly eye-catching red bow tie, and a neatly folded handkerchief tucked into his chest.
The lamp which Mr. Mayor had the honor to light was located on the left side of the town hall, and like the others along the whole road, it was covered with a large white cloth.
After Mr. Mayor appeared, the men waiting beside the street lamp took down the cloth together, so the black street lamp pole and the street lamp covered with lampshade appeared together in people's eyes.
Jenkins and Mr. Sachs Ruto stood under the colonnade of the city hall. He could see a little above the street lamp, which was roughly at the same level as the vision of a man of average height.].
This is one of the most widely circulated sentences in the religious scriptures of [The Church of Knowledge and Books]. Praising learning knowledge makes people's life time more meaningful, and it is very appropriate to engrave it here.
"Gentlemen and ladies, fellow citizens, please be quiet. I am your Mayor Sachs Ruto, and today, on behalf of the Ministry of Finance, the City of Nolan, and the Citizens' Self-Government Committee, I would like to announce to you that Nolan The city's first street lamp is about to light up, and our city will become the third city in China to have street lamps!"
The idlers let out booing cheers, and the gentlemen and ladies nearby also applauded lightly.
"Of course, we also want to thank the non-governmental businessmen and the Orthodox Church for their generous sponsorship. I can't let them give speeches one by one, but at least I have invited the bishop...representative of the Church of the Sages. Now Mr. Jenkins Williams will give two speeches sentence!"
Jenkins hadn't been told ahead of time that he was going to speak, so he didn't even understand what was going on when he was mobbed to the center of the city hall steps.
It would definitely be inappropriate to have a cat on your shoulder on such an occasion. Chocolate lay on the carriage at the intersection, showing a gloating expression.
"Okay, I'm Jenkins Williams. Bishop Parode was unable to attend today's event due to some business, so he entrusted me to come here on his behalf."
This is something that must be said, just organize the language casually, but then it is up to you.
After a very appropriate pause, he looked around at the people standing under the steps and continued:
"The Church of the Sages pays 63 percent for the city's streetlights..."
This is to point out the contribution of the church, which was not mentioned in Mr. Mayor's speech just now, and the church was placed behind the businessman in the word order.
"We are not for profit but for charity. The progress of the times gave birth to the steam industry, and the progress of the steam industry gave birth to various appliances that facilitate the lives of citizens. Personally, I have always believed that the progress of the times, the world and individuals are unified , The progress of the three complement each other and drive each other, rather than independently."
Jenkins himself didn't know what he was talking about, nor did most of the audience. A few thought the statement was amusing, and a few thought the young man who was speaking had the essence of cliché.
"Yes, I have a dream! From Nolan City on the west coast of the mainland, to the border town of Thorns in the middle of Nolan, from Luderne Port on the south coast to the L'Hopida Mountains in the northernmost part of the kingdom, every house, every road The street can enjoy the light in the deepest night!
I have a dream! Men and women, the elderly and children, the poor and the rich can all equally bathe in the light of the steam industry under the moonlight!
I have a dream… "
Jenkins was talking nonsense about the words he made up casually, while secretly looking at the audience standing below. Jenkins smiled and nodded every time someone caught his eye, which didn't disrupt the logic of his speech in the slightest, because even he didn't know what was coming out of his mouth before he spoke.
He quickly found Miss Mikhail, who was standing at a relatively rear position, and smiled and nodded out of politeness. Miss Mihail didn't say anything yet, and the girls standing beside her all waved to Jenkins quickly.
"...do I know them?"
Fortunately, he was giving a speech, so he didn't have time to say what was on his mind.
After a short five-minute speech, the crowd erupted in amazing cheers and applause. The mayor's face was a bit ugly, but he still warmly embraced Jenkins and announced with him that the ribbon-cutting ceremony will begin immediately.
For the sake of safety, turning on the gas street lamp needs to open the control valve buried deep in the ground, the master control gate at the street entrance and the special pipeline valve of the gas company at the same time. But the city hall seemed to think that asking the mayor to turn a knob would not show the grandeur of the event, so he prepared a ladder for the mayor to climb up to screw on the bulbs of the street lamps.
This was the most interesting part of the evening's activities, and even Jenkins began to wonder maliciously whether the ladder could bear the mayor's weight.
"Is what I'm talking about okay?"
While everyone was swarming under the streetlight, Jenkins greeted the old priest who followed him.
"Very well, very well, Mr. Williamette."
The old priest patted Jenkins on the shoulder with a kind smile on his face:
"It's really good, it's not a lie. Bishop Parode has always told me that you are a very smart young man, and you are indeed, very good! This is a time of great change, and there is a lack of bright young people like you. People. Very good!"
He nodded again:
"Bishop Parode has no problem with his vision. No matter how the carriage of the times drives, people with broad vision will always control the direction of progress, while others are passive and obedient. Mr. William, it is really very good, Sorry, I can't find a better description."
Taking advantage of the movement of the crowd to watch the mayor climb the ladder, Jenkins made his way around the crowd to find Miss Michael standing downstairs across the street with her arms folded.
Her friends greeted Jenkins approaching warmly, and when they heard that he wanted to speak to Mademoiselle Michael alone, they made room for the two of them with chuckling murmurs.
"I don't have a lot of time and I'm going back soon, so our conversation may be quicker."
Standing under the canopy of the shop, Jenkins spoke urgently and quickly. Miss Michael nodded immediately, ready to hear something important from Jenkins.