Chapter Twenty-Nine—The Book of Winter
Haihui City, the square of the new city is on the sea side. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info
The shortcut to the sea is covered and blocked, and through the gap in the warning railing, you can see that the embankment that originally stretched high and surrounded half of the city was removed, and the blue sea line could be seen at a glance.
It's the season again, and if you don't do something, it won't be [Winter Ceremony].
The seaside exit of Haihui Plaza is also under construction in the west position, and the noisy knocking, dullness, cutting and other strange sounds echo in the sky above the city. Compared to the secrets hidden by the canopy at the height of the castle, the fun that wafts out of it is far more enjoyable than the noise, and the expectant muttering of passers-by around them pushes the interest of [Winter Ceremony] to a high place. Speaking of the groundbreaking area is huge, from the square seaside exit to Mr. Duzera's gate yard is not far away, north and south across the entire Haihui Square distance, although the east and west length is blocked to see incompletely, but there is about the size of Lionheart Castle, it is estimated that the amount of work is the most in recent years. It's winter, the air is dry and cold, but the enthusiasm and energy that comes out of it are like people sweating. After all, it was the center of the traditional large-scale festival "Winter Festival" for tourists from all over the city and from all over the country in the near future, and it was also the place where the opening ceremony was held.
The origin of the [Winter Codex] is very ancient, it has existed since the history of the human empire, but the customs are different in different places, some are just ordinary celebrations, or even have been abolished, and only Haihui City is left with a deeper influence in the bones.
The end of December, the day before January, is also the beginning of the mad dance. More than ten meters in the headspace, shaking red banners, the three words "Winter Classic" fluttering in the wind.
......
After Sister Mlitti's long-lost reprimand, she explained the reason for her visit.
"Sister Mlitti, are you sure you're awake? ”
I deservedly received a roll of the eye.
"Regram, your cockroach-like ears that were accidentally stepped on are not misheard, I need the help of you scumbag, I want you to help me achieve the championship position of [Winter Classic]. ”
Habitually omitting superfluous words, I asked again with certainty.
"[Winter Festival]?Champion?Tens of millions of people participated, a celebration with a 99.9% elimination rate??[Winter Festival] event without humanity, unreasonableness, and no trace?!The ...... of the official planning brain flooded"
With each of my words, Sister Mliti nodded, and my last luck was shattered.
"That's that I haven't woken up yet, Sister Mlitti, good night, no, good morning. ”
"Don't lift it like an impotent man, it's really a pseudonym, you women's clothes ......"
"Wait!" I hurriedly stopped, "I'll ask one last question! Why do you want the champion of [Winter Classic]? ”
"I don't want to go into troubled waters, God knows how inhuman this event is, and I don't want to be embarrassed to the point where I can't get married under the attention of tens of thousands of people. ”
No, you don't have anyone to marry now. I looked at Sister Muliti helplessly, and of course I only dared to complain in my heart, so that I would not be stupid enough to say it if I had a short life.
"So it's because of the church?"
She nodded in response.
After thinking about it, the only thing that Sister Muliti could ask about the problem and come to me was the church, so I couldn't help but blurt out subconsciously.
"The church has given this kind of neurotic task again, what do you want to do?"
Sister Mliti rolled her eyes again.
"As before, the three tasks of "Canonization Ritual Rights" replaced the mission, this time to win the championship of the local large-scale event. ”
“...... That's why don't you apply for it in the next year? You have to apply this winter! Haven't you failed enough of your previous missions?"
"We have no other option, and this is probably the last chance to apply for a replacement assignment, because the replacement facility may be eliminated next year. ”
"Why, is the pope's brain in water? ”
Nun White-Eyed Triple Strike.
"Next year, the Pope will take office, and the unspoken rule of each generation of old rules and new ones, if there is no accident, the replacement task will be invalid. ”
“...... Can I refuse. ”
"Yes. ”
I widened my eyes and approached Sister Mliti to stare at her for a long time.
"Sister Mlitti...... Are you really okay. ”
"What?" Sister Mliti was a little confused.
"I'm still in good spirits when I have a fever and still insist on going to church, but ......," I said with a sincere pity, "your brain is a little burned out now." ”
"Ray!G!La!M!"
The whispered call of gritted teeth and squeezed out accompanied by the familiar momentum of "humane destruction" I recall the end, and the tragic three hundred words are omitted here.
After we went to settle breakfast together, Sister Mliti and I went to the Haihui Plaza, the main entrance of the [Winter Ceremony].
I followed behind Sister Mlitti and passed the inspection of the gate guards, isn't it a loss that the church, half of the official forces, obviously [Winter Ceremony] has not yet been completed and opened.
When I entered the cloth, I didn't see the mysterious surprise I imagined, and there was the same cloth more than ten meters away, and now I was just a three-story wooden house in front of me, and I couldn't help but feel a little boring.
"What are we doing now?"
After being turned around by Sister Mlitti to look at her with an idiot's eye, she replied briefly and sharply.
"Sign up. ”
Then he plunged into the white wooden house and ignored me.
I stood still and thought about it, but I didn't follow in, I was only counting foreign aid, and I still didn't want to participate in the suspicious thing of collective registration.
So I looked around and took a leisurely stroll.
But everywhere it is covered up, and the scene is not revealed at all. Coupled with the continuous knocking sounds, the cold air made me can't help but sneeze a few times, it seems that I still wear that "legendary women's dress" when I go back, automatically adjust the temperature or something, not too convenient. Although it is unmanly, I probably don't have the so-called hard manly taste in my life, and I still think about what to do so much, pragmatism is supreme. After thinking about it, I was really ashamed of my compatriots who had been in the lower body for thirty years, and I was angry with myself, and then I left it behind.
Some wolf-hearted dogs, well, the words don't seem quite right, forget it, the meaning is pretty much the same. I continued to look at each other between the two large covers, trying to see something interesting, but for a long time, I could only see from the small and dense coverings here and there that they were mockingly saying, "Look at it, look at it, you win if you can see the difference!" I don't want to go into the wooden house, and I can't get anything new outside, two boring choices make me mentally tired, human likes the new and hates the old, and the sense of the new interest in the same thing is probably the current me. My mood returned to the age of thirty, without any fluctuations, even if the snot was about to flow out, I still settled into the indifference of an old monk. Is this the realm of the sage, the heart full of chaos and thick dust, abrupt and just like a gust of north wind whistling, clear as water, clear as a mirror. Beyond that, in addition to the thoughts of the legendary big men, it is the so-called heart of the gods.
After the end of the philosophical phase of self-reflection, he decisively turned back and looked for Sister Mlitti.
I sniffed, it's time to find a paper to wipe my nose, don't ask me why I don't have paper on me, what are you kidding! As a big man, how can you carry paper with you!