Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The face in the info mirror has not changed much, it is still a familiar facial features, a familiar appearance, but a little less cynical and a little more calm and serious, but why does it look so strange?

"I guess it's because I have a lot of gray hair." Yang Xiaoqian muttered to himself to his face in the mirror, wiped the water droplets on his face, threw down the towel to wash his face, and turned around and walked into the office.

It has been a week since landing on Jiangxin Island, and the task of recovering the whole island has been slow and not as easy as expected - there are not enough personnel, ammunition is short, not only have to collect other survivors hiding in every corner, but also dig into the ground inch by inch to make sure that not a single zombie or mutant is missed, and do a good job of epidemic prevention.

In the absence of a perfect municipal system, it is necessary to pay attention to every detail, and there can be no mistakes, which will make the recovery work more difficult. Yang Xiaoqian finally understood why the 258th Brigade was advancing so slowly.

In seven days, everyone inside and outside the Far Rescue Association did their best, without the slightest slack, and finally marked most of the territory of Jiangxin Island on the green that represents safety.

Now that it is only a matter of time before Jiangxin Island is fully recovered, Yang Xiaoqian, who returned to Paradise Island alone, began to focus his thinking on other issues.

The first is the arrangement of Tang Tao, unlike Yu Qian Fangyu and others, Tang Tao's ability is extremely special, although he does not have strong individual combat effectiveness, but has great development potential. When fighting the zombie tide on the frontal battlefield, a mechanized unit is much more useful than a limited number of awakened squads, and with Tang Tao's summoning ability, this mechanized unit can continue to grow and even become a full-fledged army of considerable size - which means a lot to the Far Salvation Society.

The second is that the leaflets sent out before have finally taken effect, and many awakened and fleeing people have tried their best to come to Paradise Island these days, and how to place them is not a big problem.

Finally, there is Yu Qian's question, before Yang Xiaoqian left to return to Paradise Island, Yu Qian found Yang Xiaoqian with a manuscript and expressed his willingness to hand over the manufacturing method of the rune bracelet, on the condition that Yang Xiaoqian came forward and contacted all the known awakened people in Yuanjiang to form a council exclusive to the awakened to discuss and decide all matters related to the awakened.

"Parliament? Voting system? This is not like what Yu Qian would do." Yang Xiaoqian circled Cao Ming's name in the list given by Yu Qian, recently this awakened person with a mysterious origin has been very close to Yu Qian, and Yu Qian is likely to be influenced by him.

"Still, the Council of the Awoken? It's stupid, but it's not necessarily impossible to try, anyway, it's all about crossing the river by feeling the stones, so it's okay to try. With the manufacturing method of the rune bracelet as a bargaining chip, Liu Yuanzhou and the 258th Brigade will definitely fully cooperate."

Just thinking about the feasibility of this matter, Zhang Xinyi suddenly broke in and exclaimed: "It's born, Dr. Liang delivers the baby, and the mother and child are safe."

There is no need to ask who gave birth, there is only one pregnant woman on Paradise Island, that is, the pregnant woman who was almost sent to the 258 Brigade refuge camp and was insisted on by Dr. Liang and Dr. Lin Liang.

"Take me wherever you are." Yang Xiaoqian Huo Ran got up, in the past, the birth of a child was not important, but now, the birth of this baby will have a significant impact.

Because there are no children on Paradise Island.

The child is a symbol of tomorrow and a symbol of hope, but for various reasons, there are no children on Paradise Island, so the first baby born on Paradise Island after the dome will affect the hearts of everyone on the island.

Following the baby's cry, Yang Xiaoqian walked quickly to the delivery room.

Wang Li was waiting in front of the door, and as soon as he saw Yang Xiaoqian's figure, he immediately came to greet him, and the two entered the delivery room together to comfort Dr. Liang, who was sweating profusely, and the tired woman who had just given birth.

In such a bad situation, without the assistance of any medical equipment, it is a miracle that only a non-gynecological doctor and a few assistants with delivery experience can deliver a baby smoothly.

Soon, the good news spread all over the island. Wang Li then announced that the whole island would take a three-day collective vacation except for the members of the Far Rescue Association, so that all unrelated people could share the joy of the baby's parents.

That night, an open-air feast that can be attended by anyone with no identity is held outside the hotel to celebrate.

At the central main table, the baby's father blushed and toasted repeatedly, as if he had returned to a peaceful era without pain and sorrow.

Yang Xiaoqian, who has never participated in this kind of excitement, has little interest, is full of thoughts about Yu Qian's affairs, reluctantly takes a few sips of liquor, and is about to leave the table, an unexpected change makes him stay in his seat.

"Hello everyone, please be quiet."

The crisp sound was amplified by the stereo, and it sounded on the high platform that had been built before, where a girl with light makeup and beautiful makeup stood.

"Why did Secretary Zhang go up?" Yang Xiaoqian thought that this was Wang Li's arrangement, so he turned his head and asked Wang Li.

Wang Li immediately put down his chopsticks and replied, "When I reported to you yesterday, I mentioned that there is a lack of entertainment on the island now, and most people lack vitality?"

Yang Xiaoqian thought about it for a moment, there was indeed such a thing, but he didn't take it to heart, he just remembered that he made a joke casually and skipped this matter.

"You said that you can let Secretary Zhang sing when he has free time? You also said that she was one of the top ten singers on campus that year." Wang Li cautiously continued.

"And then?"

"Then, Secretary Zhang said that she had no objection, and when you were busy in the afternoon, she came to discuss with me the evening repertoire, because you were too busy, so I didn't have time to confirm with you." Wang Li smiled bitterly and said, in fact, he originally planned to confirm this matter with Yang Xiaoqian, but Zhang Xinyi said that she would ask Yang Xiaoqian's consent, and now it seems that Secretary Zhang obviously forgot about it.

"Oh, listen to the song." Yang Xiaoqian was very interested and poured himself a glass of wine.

Seeing that Yang Xiaoqian didn't blame himself, Wang Li breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Zhang Xinyi had already finished her opening remarks, sending blessings to the parents of the newborn babies and the soldiers of the Far Rescue Association who were fighting against the corpses on Jiangxin Island, and expressed her gratitude to Liang and Lin and the logistics staff of the Far Rescue Society on Paradise Island.

After a few words, the prelude to the music sounded.

The surrounding lights suddenly dimmed, and a small searchlight hanging on the second floor of the hotel disguised itself as a stage spotlight and hit Zhang Xinyi, illuminating a slender shadow.

Poor lighting and sound, coupled with a simple high platform without a background and accompanying dance, create a stage effect of about zero, unsatisfactory, the audience is only concerned about the food grabbing, only a few people put down their chopsticks to listen attentively.

Wang Li was suddenly a little worried, Secretary Zhang is a strong girl after all, will she be in a bad mood in the face of this situation? Fortunately, Zhang Xinyi still has an unpretentious smile on her face.

When the short prelude ends, a sweet song sounds.

"Gently wake up the sleeping mind and slowly open your eyes."

Babies who cry incessantly due to lack of breast milk suddenly stop crying.

"Look up and look for the wings of the sky, the migratory bird appears in its shadow, bringing distant famine, merciless war, news that is still there."

The sound of the clashing of dishes and chopsticks gradually disappeared.

"Who can ignore their homeland, put aside the childhood in their memory, who can bear to look at that, yesterday's sorrow, take away our smiles."

Eyes began to converge, and hundreds of people put down their dishes and looked at the light in the center of the stage.

"Sing your passion, stretch out your hands, let me embrace your dreams, let me have your true face, let our smiles, fill with the beauty of life, and give a pious prayer for tomorrow."

When the eyes of the audience focused on themselves and converged, Zhang Xinyi felt the temperature around her rise.

She has never been so happy and sings so selflessly.

At the age of six, she had her first MP3, and she will always remember the shock she felt when she first listened to music with headphones, and since that day she has vowed in her heart to become a great singer and bring this shock to more people.

But there is an insurmountable gap between reality and ideals.

Until this moment, this chasm called talent seems to have narrowed under the action of some great force, and it seems that it can be crossed with a slight step, as if the ideal is close at hand.

I seem to sing very well. Zhang Xinyi's eyes were confused, and she actually felt the shock of putting on headphones and stepping into the music world that day in her singing.

"Click" in the body, as if something was broken.

The sound is no longer sounding, but the song is resounding in every corner of the paradise island, and the beautiful music seems to come from the abstract world to reality, turning into flowing musical notes, beating in everyone's ears, feet, and hands, making people involuntarily raise their hands to grab it.

"The sunrise wakes up the morning, the earth is reborn with brilliance, and the sound of the breeze becomes the music of life."

"Let's believe that tomorrow will be better."

At the end of the song, everyone rose up and applauded.

The newborn baby miraculously opened its eyes.