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I took him to the unfinished [Winter Festival] to sign up for the festival through insider sign-ups.

Why is it an insider, because in the name of the church, we can skip the endless sea of preliminaries and directly participate in the main competition. This corrupt privilege really struck me...... Convenience is so easy to use that it's shameful.

With such emotion, I took out the list of personnel I had prepared and handed it to the staff. Looking at people's formulaic smiles, it gave me a lot of shame, who made me do such a thing for the first time. In previous years, churches generally watched the celebration of the [Winter Festival], and participation was also in the name of individuals, so it was the first time that such a collective formal privilege doctrine was made, and it was inevitable that it was a little uncomfortable. However, as soon as I thought that this was for the sake of Dutu, for the convenience of more young people and girls in the future, as a senior, it was reasonable to do this in terms of responsibility and human feelings, so I stood aside with shame and waited for the list to be recorded.

Regram, who was with him, didn't come in with me, and now that he thinks about it, he had anticipated this kind of scene and chose to avoid it. What a cunning man! Knowing this, I forcibly pulled him to be a companion. I made a "click" with my feet on the wooden floor in an attempt to distract myself and also to get through the hard time.

The main entrance of the Winter Festival.

I waited for about ten minutes and didn't see him around. The distance between north and south is nearly 100 meters, and the narrow space that seems to be displayed by the huge background is also a few hundred meters extended. In addition, the small canvas scattered around on both sides covers the small construction site, and the slender height blocks the eyes. I am like a lost bird in a dense forest, swaying as a companion and not knowing where to look. So, I had to stand quietly and wait for his return.

After that, I waited for Regram, who was listless with a dripping nose.

Such a pale look is bloodless, and if you want to describe it appropriately, a cold is very consistent. I couldn't help but be a little amused, he couldn't suck in the thick pathetic thing, let out a glutinous moan, "mmmm", and asked me if I had any tissues. This is strange, although his physique looks very slender, but the actual situation is very clear to me, that monster-like physical strength, physique, it is not too much to say that it is a humanoid monster, all of the above was learned during the health examination. And now, he is actually going to catch a cold, which is as funny as saying that a fish is drowning, but the real sick face makes me have to believe this fact again. There are many firsts in my life, and it is also the first time to believe in nonsense like this, so what else can I do but take out a tissue and hand it to him with a smile.

But even if he really has a cold, his unreasonable physical fitness will be better tomorrow. As an associate doctor, and my knowledge of him for more than ten years, I am quite sure that I am confident in my judgment. But just in case, I forced him to take him to church and get cold medicine from the backup infirmary. With a tangled and contradictory face, he awkwardly guarded behind me, for fear that the bishop would push the door out of the small door. After thanking him, he couldn't stand the shaking body twisting, and hurriedly said goodbye and went home. The bishop is the priest I used to call him, and I didn't change his words out of habit, and he didn't care about the old man, but he often caused many laughing misunderstandings to outsiders.

Speaking of which, Regram was afraid, not afraid, well, the bishop was one of the people who could make him polite and bereological, and as for the reason he had said a long, long time ago, but it was too long, and I only vaguely remembered the unreliable impression of the majesty of the elders. It's a pity, if I have the chance, I'd love to dig out and find out who can make him behave. I'm even more sorry.

So, when I had a sudden cold incident, I forgot to tell him that he didn't have to attend the first afternoon preliminaries, and I also remembered that "I forgot to tell him about it" on the day of the opening of the [Winter Festival], so all the time I could have told him was wasted.

In this way, I went to the main gate of the [Winter Ceremony] early, but I underestimated the enthusiasm of the people of the Empire.

Although the Imperial Capital is also holding the [Winter Ceremony] celebration, which also attracts many people, including Haihui City, it is not formal, strictly speaking, it is more like a large banquet held in the king's back garden, so there are also many people who choose to come to the most serious and admired Haihui City to participate in the [Winter Festival] celebration.

Raising your eyes at the towering and solemn statues in the distance, bathing in the sound of thousands of prayers, and feeling your own insignificance under the turbulent waves of the sea of people, it makes people feel inferior and unforgettable.

In a nutshell, there are now tens of thousands of people waiting for the opening of Haihui Plaza.

Located in the center of the city and also the symbol of Haihui City, Haihui Square is a rare advantage that the Duke is proud of compared with the imperial capital. Although strictly speaking, it is not comparable, but it is not much different, you look at the flow of people around [National Day], it is not lively. People dressed in local attire were scattered around the statues of several dukes, and small, dense particles of snow in the sky dressed them up in no particular order.

Although it is winter, the current Haihui Plaza is now crowded with traveling merchants from all corners of the empire, and the people and cultures of various places are wonderfully coexisting, and the air seems to have become warmer. Travelers are smiling and their eyes are shining, ignoring the snow, wandering from stall to stall, collecting and collecting things from places that are usually far away but abandoned, admiring and admiring the unique crystallization of each city, and waiting is also a matter of course.

At this point, the whole square was almost unstoppable, of course, because there were many mobile merchant stalls from outside, so I had to go and settle the breakfast problem first, and wait until the queue entered the first area [Fuyunoi] on the guidebook, and the tourists were a little looser.

Unfortunately, I didn't see the familiar figure at the opening ceremony of the [Winter Ceremony], and then I ran to [Winter Silver] [Winter Gold] and didn't find Regram, although there is a chance that he passed by, but I still like to believe that he didn't want to attend the opening ceremony and slept at home.

At this time, the opening ceremony of [the Winter Festival] had been long gone, and I thought that he had woken up, so I rushed to his door, and again tapped at the wooden door with a slight crack, but no one responded, and I ran to the window of his bedroom, and there was no curtain to cover it, and the room was empty.

I thought about it, and walked on the side of the road with my hands on my chest, fortunately there are fewer people now, otherwise it would not be strange to knock down a few people. So I pondered and paid no attention to the road, ignoring the strange eyes of passers-by and returned to [Winter Classic].

As I approached the [Winter Ceremony] Haihui Plaza, under the shade of a tree on one side, a blonde lady with a paper umbrella and white velvet boots shouted "Sister Mlitti?" She was putting her "trophies" on a nearby chair and waving her free hand at me in greeting. On the side is Miss Lena, who is also holding a paper umbrella, looking about forty or fifty, dressed in the traditional costume of [Shiling Ju]. She heard Miss Billio's shouts, looked up at me, and smiled in greeting.