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Chapter 911, Saint, Song of the Federation

"Hey, hey? Carl, eat some stinky tofu! Hey? Are you so fucking lost?! Wasn't you? Eat stinky tofu!"
Aigou shouted several times, but Carl still seemed to be possessed.
There was a slutty smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of affection.
Incompatible with the fragrance of Tiger's single dog, Carl's whole body exudes the stench of love.
I was too lazy to pay attention to the stinky tofu of Ai Dog, and I was obsessed with communicating with the little elk goddess in my head.
The goddess rushed to change her clothes and prepare, and he took off his attention and did not dare to distract her.
"Where did the stinky tofu come from? I threw it away."
Carl frowned, flew a knife and hit Ai Dog.
"I'm fucking drinking the northwest wind on the top, and I've been opening my super eyes. I'm too much energy and can't go out. I only have a few packs of stinky tofu in my pocket. Where do you ask me to find something to eat?"
Aigou bit a bad breath of tofu in grievance, turned around and got a bottle of water at the volunteer station.
Although lunch boxes and bread were handed out before the celebration began, the Amazing Dog workers were special and stood far away.
The volunteers who delivered the meal did not know that the dog's appetite was very large, so they would not see anyone when they delivered a serving of food.
Aigou shouted for a long time, and everyone was busy and could not leave their posts without permission. When the guests started entering the venue, Aigou had no more to eat.
I reached out to my uniform pocket and found several packs of large vacuum-packed stinky tofu snacks.
Thanks to the fact that he used to steal Evette's snacks and the fact that he usually took off his uniform and was not sent to the uniform room to wash, otherwise the stinky tofu would have been taken out by the laundryman in the uniform room and threw it away.
These thick cut stinky tofu are his confidence tonight.
Just now, I was sitting on the high platform as a humanoid surveillance monitor. As soon as I found it, I wanted to eat it, Carl scolded him for neglecting his duties and distracting his work.
Eating does affect the monitoring energy map.
Ai Gou had to endure hunger and curse Carl in his heart for 80 times before he persisted until the bastards were all in the venue, got off the platform, hid on the edge of the stage and ate stinky tofu.
The fragrance spreads ten miles.
Although the VIPs in the front row were ten meters away, they still vaguely smelled the indescribable smell of P. They all suspected that someone was experiencing poison and spoke with their third eye...
"Stop eating! It smells so bad that the guests! It's almost lost!"
Carl doesn't hate stinky tofu, just because he's afraid that Ai Dog will be caught--
Members of the Extraordinary Bureau ate stinky tofu at the federal Easter celebration feast and smoked the VIPs.
It's embarrassing to my grandmother's Penghu Bay...
"I won't smell bad after I finish eating!"
Ai Gou flashed, dodged Carl's claws, swallowed them in a few gulps, and still had empty stomachs.
No matter how big the tofu is, it is just a snack.
"Then you go down there!"
Carl kicked the Ai Dog into the stage with one kick.
The VIPs have finished entering the venue and started performing the show.
The invited guests all sit on round tables, eat state banquets, and enjoy performances.
Aigou hid under the stage and stared at the stage mechanical effects staff.
One by one, I asked others if I had anything to eat. One mouth was filled with a strong smell, which scared others to make excuses and ran away quickly...
The annual celebration program invites big names and the performances are also very good.
Singing and dancing sketches are similar to the Spring Festival Gala.
Innovate every year, look at it every year.
This year, Carl Drum is full of expectations, and the saint who is waiting for the finale to light the sacred flame.
The celebration lasted for two hours, and Carl watched it with relish. Ives made a fuss for two hours and always wanted to have a meal on the VIP table.
Finally waiting for the exciting Federal Saint Warriors to appear, Carl is even more nervous than the goddess Lu Yisi.
At this time, approaching zero point, a graceful figure slowly descended from the air.
The melodious and ethereal accompaniment lingers over the venue.
Modern technology is powerful, using echoes and side-angle long tubes to create a pleasant effect of lingering sounds.
"The top of the universe~the rise of the country...the mountains are soaring~the supreme divine light..."
The unique fresh voice of goddess Lu Yis echoes in everyone's ears.
And Carl's heart.
Even if she sang a cappella, she was so beautiful and intoxicating...
The entire venue looked up at the same time.
Looking up at the goddess slowly descending in the air.
She wore a light golden silk dress, cut into a women's hunting suit style from the Arante Gudibon era.
The waist-retightening and shortening modifications were also made, so that this light golden dress specially created for the goddess Lu Yisi can be without losing the historical sense of imperial country, and also set off the goddess' proud figure, unparalleled beauty and temperament...
“Buzz…”
The guests first started to cheer, and then burst into warm and continuous applause...
The huge venue was instantly drowned out by the tide-like applause.
The Saint of Light Gold sat alone on the swing slowly descending in the air and slowly reached the ground.
Humming the tune of the national anthem, exhaling like orchids, complementing the music of the Federation in the almost inaudible harmony and light accompaniment.
The clear and beautiful almond eyes seem to hide the glorious charm of the Federation for 2000 years.
The applause lasts forever.
Goddess Lu Yisi sang the notes of the Federation and got off the delicate swing.
Barefoot, bright and white jade feet stepped on the ground.
There were fine light gold flashing on the insteps...
Every detective is touching and unparalleled
Everyone is concentrated in the goddess's indescribable temperament and unique beauty. I don't know when the thin swing behind the saint disappeared...
The rehearsed for several months and the results were excellent!
At the beginning of the rehearsal, the goddess had to hold a wire before she sat on a thin line swing up to seven floors.
The swing is hung in the air with a hanging machine, but the robotic arm is covered by a black cloth and the swing is not visible.
Like a fairy in the sky, he unexpectedly created a mystery.
The line of the swing is very thin, even if it is extremely tough, it has been broken several times during rehearsals and has made many improvements.
The hardest thing to do is the swing seat board.
If the master who operates the machine uses uneven force, the thin wires and boards are already thin, and it is easy to overturn...
Carl couldn't help but think of the bitter history of rehearsals. Instead of immersed in the glorious and beautiful goddess beauty, he preferred to feel sorry for Lu Yisi's dedication.
Even if you eat the wind in the air, you can keep smiling and singing.
Carl learned less than half of the professional qualities of actors and singers.
In order to avoid infiltration and exchanges, Carl was also trained to sing hard by the handsome guy.
Fortunately, the goddess can go there herself and leave a thrilling beauty to all the people of the Federation...
This kind of beauty that has nothing to do with the skin, neither charming nor arrogant.
It is the confidence and national pride of the Arante Republic Federation from ancient times to the present!
Tonight, Lu Yisi, the goddess representing the Federation, was fortunately unwilling to be in disgrace.
The goddess sang barefoot, walking on a road projected by 5D technology.
Every step you take, the surroundings can almost be projected with fake and real, and the pattern will be changed.
From the battleground full of thorns to the iron blood of the throne of loneliness...
This is a plot that the celebration directors worked hard to come up with.
It was too uninnovative to just sing. Using technical means combined with the content of the Federation Song, the computer animation team burst into tears for half a year, recreating the first king of Arant, the empress of the imperial state, Lawrence, and the descendants of descendants defended their ancestors' foundation. Every historical turning point was clearly drawn...
Chapter completed!
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