Kingdom of Holm, Pefors, small town of Samara.

At the end of the golden moon, the night began to advance quietly, and the time that originally belonged to the setting sun dyed everything red has become dim and dim, but the Pefos skirt is the top three prosperous places in the Kingdom of Holm, and street lamps and electric poles have also been erected on the streets of the small city of Samara, and the magic crystal lamps have begun to bloom with bright and clear light under the connection of wires, excluding the darkness from its own enveloping range.

The townspeople of the town took to the streets in groups and walked towards the only square, Baron Bechger's Square, where the town hall had a magic broadcast that made a "loud sound" and broadcast radio programs such as "Voices of Mysteries" whenever night fell.

Due to the increasing number of radio channels, citizens are also caught in the trouble of choice, although the "Voice of Mysteries" is very good, is their first choice, but there will be no program that can satisfy everyone's tastes, so everyone has a certain "Voice of Mysteries" column that they don't like, but unfortunately the magic radio does not belong to themselves, and there is no way to "change the channel" when encountering similar programs.

"You must work hard, save up hard, and go to the Elemental Gift to buy a magic radio!" said Banus, a young man in a short top, clenching his fists.

The companion next to him said jealously and yearningly: "I heard that in big cities such as Rentat, anyone who has subscribed to a newspaper for a year can get a magic radio as a gift!"

"Really, is this much cheaper? The newspaper sellers aren't afraid of going bankrupt?" said Banus, incredulously asking, something he had never heard of before.

His companion was a big boy with freckles. He gave a haircut and said: "I heard that these newspapers are run by the radio station itself, mainly to improve the coverage of magic radio, and Her Majesty the Queen also signed and promulgated the "Regulations on the Promotion of the Development of Broadcasting" submitted by Parliament, and every time the radio station sends out a magic radio, it can get a certain range of monetary subsidies and tax breaks, and ......"

His voice gradually deepened, and he pretended to be mysterious: "I heard that there is also the promotion of the Magic Council behind this, and they give huge subsidies to the radio station in the form of advertising, so the radio station basically does not lose money......

"Magician?" Banus suddenly became excited, and then suddenly realized. "That's right. Magic radios were developed by them, and the more they sell, the more they will naturally earn!"

"Of course, you think that the magicians who study the nature of the world are fools, they are much smarter than you!" the big boy scoffed.

As for the political significance. They don't understand it at all.

Banus suddenly snorted, "Ali." How do you know about these things?

That's when he felt weird. How did a companion who was as knowledgeable as himself suddenly become an erudite?

The eldest boy, Ali, hooked his fingers, and said in a small but very proud voice: "This is what someone else told me, a noble lady from Rentat!"

"Miss Nobleman of Rentat, how can you possibly know Miss Nobleman of Rentat!" Banus was completely stunned. For people in small cities like them, even if they have the broadening of their horizons brought by the "Voice of Mysteries", they still have a heartfelt awe of the nobles of the small city, thinking that they are unattainable, that their lives are luxurious and enjoyable, and that they are in a different world from themselves and others.

If the nobility of Rentat is a swan, and the nobility of the capital of Pefoss is a white goose, then the nobility of the town is at most an ugly duckling - this term comes from the "voice of mysteries", and their greatest hobby is to follow the fashion trends of Rentat, imitating the dress, daily manners and entertainment of the capital's aristocracy.

The aristocrats of the small town have such a mentality, and the commoners such as Banus are naturally more serious, and they think of themselves as "hillbillies" in their hearts.

Ali smiled and said, "Penpal, she's my pen pal!"

"What is that, pen pal?" said Banus's horse, a blank look on his face.

After the establishment of the postal department, some newspapers launched the activity of writing letters and making friends, so that people in two different cities became friends by writing letters to each other, because they simply relied on text communication, so they were called pen pals. ”

Ali introduced Banus with great interest, "If you think about it, maybe we will not be able to leave this small city in our lives, but in Rentat, in Pefos, in other major cities, we have sincere friends, strange and familiar friends, we have never met but we have communicated our inner friends through words, what a beautiful thing......

He looked intoxicated and clearly liked the pen pal way.

"Sounds great!" Banus's mouth opened wide, looking infected, he realized the importance of words, the biggest difference between himself and Ali is that his father used to be a clerk's retinue, so he learned words, and then taught him, while he could only rely on Ali's occasional explanations, recognize a few words, and couldn't read the newspaper at all!

This kind of communication, without the ties of interests, without lust entanglement, without looking at the other party's face, and not caring about the identity of others, is the most sincere way of communication between people. Ali looked like the host of the "Voice of Mysteries" psychological program, "So, what I said before was from that pen pal, she is a nobleman of Rentat, has her own magic radio, can listen to other channels freely, and can also get news from other nobles, and will definitely not lie about this kind of thing." ”

"You kid, you've hooked up with a noble lady!" Banus slapped Ali on the shoulder.

Ali protested: "What is hookup, we are pure pen pals!"

"Do you dare to say that you have not fantasized about her?, what kind of aristocratic lady is she?" Banus glanced at Ali, what kind of character are you kid, I don't know what kind of way I am?

Ali's expression softened: "She has always written in a gentle tone, she is definitely a well-bred girl, and after knowing my identity, she has not discriminated against me, she will answer my questions, and will share interesting stories in her life with me...... Her handwriting is delicate, and it should resemble herself......"

Looking at Ali's demeanor and listening to her description, Banus's excitement gradually calmed down, and he couldn't help but say: "Ali, you have to remember that she is a nobleman, and you are just an ordinary commoner. ”

"I know that we are pure pen pals!" Ali waved his hand to show that he understood, then changed the subject, gushing about the Rentat scene that the "pen pal" had described to him, and exaggerating the rapid changes.

"It's nice to have such a kind aristocratic lady in a big city, and there are such shocking changes......" Banus was shocked, although the "Voice of Mysteries" mentioned a similar change, but due to time constraints, there was definitely no Ali who spoke in such detail, "Moreover, only big cities can subscribe to a year's newspaper and send magic radios!"

"Yes, I must go to Rentat!" Ali also looked yearning.

Banus's brain turned, and he suddenly said excitedly: "Let's go to the big city to subscribe to the newspaper, and the round-trip magic steam train fare plus a year's newspaper money is equivalent to half of the magic radio at most, and it will still save a lot!"

"No, something similar happened before, so now you have to be a citizen of a big city to enjoy this gift. Ali sighed bitterly.

Banus completely forgot his praise and yearning for the big city just now, and blurted out: "Go to your big city!"

The two discussed as they walked forward, and gradually arrived at Baron Bechiger's Square.

"Today is the opening ceremony of the Rentat Festival, I wonder what special programme will be done for the 'Voice of Mysteries'?" Ali thought expectantly.

Banus nodded, and suddenly, his eyes widened: "Demon, magician!"

In the square, there was a young magician in a long black gown, and a silver-white light spread out from his hands, connected to the strange curtain in the center of the entire square, and around the curtain, there were six or seven people who kept taking out items to arrange them, obviously also magicians!

"Really, really a magician!" Ali stammered in surprise.

Then the two of them became excited, except for street magic, it was really a rare thing to see a magician casting a spell so closely, so they squeezed towards the center of the square, but unfortunately there was a sea of people in front of them, and it was difficult to walk an inch, and every citizen who came to the square had the same mentality as them!

"What's going on, why are the magicians and gentlemen here?" Ali saw that he couldn't squeeze in, and hurriedly asked the citizens in front of him.

A civilian in front of him, who was good at inquiring about things and willing to show off, replied loudly: "It is said that the opening opera of the Rentat musicians will be broadcast live?"

"Straight, live?" Banus and Ali both opened their mouths in shock, they had heard the term "live" in the "Voice of Mysteries", but they never thought that their own small town could meet it!

Seeing a screen and the surrounding magic array gradually take shape, the magician floating in mid-air began to connect to the "artificial planet" in orbit and do the final debugging.

"Sir, is it all right?" asked the magician laid out below.

The mid-level magician bowed slightly, "You guys are doing a good job, this is a good opportunity to show our new style as a magician." ”

"Hmph, the Aalto Music Festival is only live broadcast in the Aalto Municipal Square, it's too stingy!"

The goal of our Magic Council is that the four countries of the Strait and the Northland Coastal Corridor will be able to see the "live" through satellite......s!

PS: I like to write this kind of chapter that reflects the lives of ordinary people, but some friends may not like it, so, more than 2,900 words, no longer add a few nonsense sentences to 3,000, wasting everyone's money.