After Qi Lin washed up and ate, he came to the playground and started physical training, his head was still very dizzy, but he still gritted his teeth and barely completed his homework every day, running round by circle.

At this moment, there were many yodelers on the playground, people were running slowly in groups of three or five, Qi Lin was very surprised, and he was relieved in a blink of an eye, and there were two days left before the yodelers long-distance running competition.

Most of these yodelers seem to be some small people, not professional athletes, at this moment it is obvious that they are coming to the event in advance, exercising, although such behavior can not avoid the suspicion of temporary cramming, but looking at these yodelers with red faces, Qi Lin feels very good, this race is a long-distance running competition of the yodelers, it can also be said to be a city-wide activity in Bandel City, jointly organized by the military standing government court, This is a small part of the way people in this country are engaged in the public.

"Hey, lad, are you active too? Participate in the competition when the time comes? A chubby Uncle Yodel ran enthusiastically beside Qi Lin, covered in sweat, and asked curiously.

"No, I'm just exercising, you yodelers' long-distance running races, I can't participate, I'll just watch and cheer you on when the time comes."

"Ha Luha, the young man is very polite, don't look at me so fat, I used to be in the wind when I was young."

"Hehe, come on, uncle."

"There are a lot of people participating, the grand occasion is unprecedented, the people in Bandle City are basically paying attention to this race now, I'm not going for the prize money, the whole city is running, I'll accompany my son and wife to participate in the event."

Seeing him look back at a woman and child not far behind him, Qi Lin suddenly felt very warm.

After chatting for a few words, Qi Lin consciously completed his physical training.

After a while, he appeared in a tavern in Bandel City.

People were chatting and drinking small wines, but when the tall man appeared, a picture appeared that made the newcomers curious and joined.

A big man pretended to be a storyteller but no matter how he looked at it, he looked like a magic stick, spitting and telling stories loudly to the yodelers sitting around, obviously Qi Lin brought his so-called "patent story" to fool the masses, but unfortunately although the eyes of the masses were bright, but the ears didn't hear the piracy of this magic stick, just because they hadn't heard the genuine version.

"Hey, I've told you four or five chapters about the Thousand and One Nights, so would you like to hear a story about the origin of the One Thousand and One Nights?"

"Think, big guy, talk about it."

"Ahem, this is about King Sanua and his One Thousand and One Nights." Qi Lin's crisp and loud voice resounded in the tavern, accompanied by a burst of exclamations and cheers from time to time.

The two days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was the day of the Yodeler Long Distance Run.

The clouds of the river are rising and the sun is sinking, and the mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is full of buildings.

Qi Lin walked on the streets, crowded with people, and today, the eyes of the entire Bandle City were on this game.

There were dense human heads everywhere, and the little men were all excited, and people were talking endlessly.

Qi Lin inquired, the opening ceremony was held in Patasson Park, and people on the street were rubbing shoulders, shuttling through the crowd, slowly walking in the direction of the park.

As Qi Lin learned, the total number of Bandle City plus the Yodelers who returned today was 1.2 million, and it is said that at least 30,000 people participated in the Yodeler Robes Contest! I dare not say it, but the pomp and circumstance must be unprecedented. What kind of terrifying number should this be, in any big city on the earth, it is impossible to hold such a race, not to mention the credibility and hosting power of the government, not to mention the uneven quality of the population, not to mention the problem of street race routes, let's talk about this number, 30,000 long-distance running, and so many onlookers, many things are very troublesome, and it is easy to go wrong everywhere.

Qi Lin was obviously wrong.

As he walked along the way, Qi Lin found that it was not as troublesome as he imagined, and on the crowded streets, there was a straight yodel soldier, whether it was a street related to the long-distance running route or not, every fifty meters stood a soldier wearing a green military uniform with a resolute face.

What makes Qi Lin feel very admired is that although there are a lot of people, such a small country has his benefits and characteristics, and at this moment, it is reflected in the quality of the onlookers!

Whether they were talking to their companions, or talking, or nursing a child waiting to be fed, they rarely violated the rules, and they all maintained discipline, whether it was the man sitting on the small bench in front of the shop, or the person standing on the roof watching, no one would trouble the soldiers who stood straight at the moment.

The children's faces are full of joy, and occasionally there is a noisy but the people around them often make a boo gesture, which will make these innocent children shut up and blush, looking embarrassed.

As for causing trouble for the Yodehl soldiers? This is more of a joke, Qi Lin can see that there are many people who will take the initiative to care for the soldiers who maintain discipline, hand over a little food and drink, or a few simple words of concern, and give them a little care when they stand in the sun and stick to their posts, and most of these soldiers smile and shake their heads, and there are also obviously recruits who can't bear the loneliness and talk to the uncles and aunts behind them, and they talk very happily, very good atmosphere.

In the hearts of every citizen of Bandle City, their happy life in today's small country is not easy to come by, and the wars on the Valoran continent are continuous, and it is these soldiers who have always defended their homeland, and they are full of respect and love for every soldier.

Qi Lin thought that only such a small country with a low population and high per capita quality could form such a regime and hold such a difficult national competition.

Walking through the crowd, there were many yodelers who looked at the big man with a look of amazement.

After a long time, Qi Lin finally arrived at Patassen Park, the park is in the center of Bandar City, at this moment it is already crowded, tens of thousands of people stay here, even if the quality of the people is high, but a person and a word, the voice is rumbling and deafening.

But Qi Lin could see that the people had already stood in groups in an orderly manner according to discipline and requirements, and if you looked down from the top of Bander City, Bander City was full of long queues of people, and people were standing there in an orderly manner, not crowded.

There are small yodelers everywhere, but Qi Lin stands out from the crowd alone, and he always attracts the attention of others when he shuttles through the crowd.

Came to the center of Patassen Park, Qi Lin only came here today, only to see that there was a marble disc in the center, and on top of the disk, there was a statue.

About thirty meters tall, it is a male yodeler, with mature cheeks, carved lifelike, like a real person, pure white stone body, and the face is somewhat similar to that of a tooth-gnawing animal. His eyes are full of confidence, staring ahead. I saw that the statue was holding a book in its left hand and a bow in its right arm, full of vigor and strength.

"Brother, what's the name of this statue?" Qi Lin asked a person beside him.

"You don't even know this, the statue of the free male god of our Bandel City!" A yodeler looked at the big man and replied.

"Oh..."

There was a sea of people, and Qi Lin found that he was in front of the statue of the free male god, and at this moment, three people slowly walked up, and there was a column of people behind them.

Walking in front of him, he was dressed in a straight suit, smiling, like a spring breeze, and his face was mature, obviously the chief executive Mr. Di that Qi Lin had seen since he came to Bandle City, and the highest speaker of the standing government.

This Mr. Di gave Qi Lin a very good impression, friendly, and he was born with a temperament called affinity, which made people feel very kind and knowledgeable. For a country like Bandle City, this type of governor is the most acceptable to the people.

"Look, that's Mr. Di, the executive director elected by the sea this year, it's not bad, many new and efficient policies introduced in recent years have been proposed by him, and the 500-member council of the standing government admires and respects him a lot."

"Well, a good officer."

I saw that on the left hand side of Mr. Di, there was an old man, dressed as a pedantic and wearing a pair of glasses, with vicissitudes of life and very resolute eyes and cheeks, giving Qi Lin the feeling of righteousness!

This should be the president of the Supreme Court of Bander City, and the man on the other side with a rough face and very manly cheeks in a military uniform should be the commander-in-chief of the army in Bandel City.

Qi Lin didn't expect that the high-level of Bandle City would attach so much importance to this game, and Qi Lin even understood a truth, only the game that the country's high-level attention will be the most grand and formal, and only the game with high participation of the people will be exciting and tense.

At this moment, the crowds of people in the park were obviously aware of the arrival of this line, people were all looking at the people on the stage with excitement or curiosity, and when they saw it first, they consciously closed their mouths and stopped talking, and those who didn't notice it were also moved by the quiet atmosphere around them.

Everyone looks ahead, which is a quality, and it reflects the culture of a nation, lively but not noisy, prosperous but not noisy.

At this moment, Mr. Di took a microphone, smiling and full of happiness, and slowly spoke, his gentle and magnetic voice resounded through every street of Bandle City, transmitted in every piece of air, and the whole city slowly fell silent.

"Hello everyone, today is the day of our Yodeler Long Distance Run, and at the same time, it is also the anniversary of Bander Minhe!"