Time continues to pass.

Tonight, the strange full moon came again, as if peeking into the huge pupils of the city sentient beings.

In the upper city, beautiful notes floated out of the dome-like venue. It is not difficult to imagine a grand concert being held inside.

Aegean concert hall.

In the magnificent hall, several chandeliers rotated in the dome, pouring flood-like light over the crowd.

On the stage is a gorgeously dressed orchestra, centered on the conductor, and the musicians dispersed in fan shapes, performing a classical repertoire introduced into the saint.

The melody rose along the pavilion column and arrived at the rooftop of the concert hall, the volume had become much smaller and turned into a looming chant.

On the rooftop, through the obliquely downward skylight, the entire Zhuoyila campaign was nervously watching everything in the concert hall.

"I finally waited for this day."

Zhuo Yila suddenly sighed like this, as if victory was right in front of her.

Following her was the entire campaign team that had been following her, including Nishizuki and Yemenggard.

"Comrades! Let's join in the grand event for our success today!" Yemenggard took the lead in raising his glass.

Seeing that the financial owner behind the scenes was so happy, other colleagues had to raise the champagne in their hands and finish the whole thing in one go.

Today is ten days left before the final election, and the election is imminent.

In previous years, this time point was the whitest and worsening stage of the election. In order to win the election, candidates would reveal a large amount of bad news from their opponents, and even fake it. Citizens had endless explosive news all day long.

However, the situation of this election is very special. A few days ago, the candidates ranked second and third in the ranking fell one after another due to legal reasons, and the situation suddenly became one-on-one. It is difficult not to suspect that there is a conspiracy.

The smell of gunpowder permeates the streets and alleys of the city, and the curfew becomes stricter day by day.

Under such a anxious situation, Zhuo Yila still vigorously implemented her plan and successfully rented the Aegean concert hall in the upper city to deliver a campaign speech.

Although the entire campaign team opposed her doing so, with her strong demand and the support of the new behind-the-scenes funder, the plan was really implemented smoothly. Today is the time to reap the results.

Now, the entire campaign team is concentrated on the rooftop of the Aegean music hall, and the long table is filled with golden spirits, which is enough to show everyone's ambitions at this moment.

"This...we aren't we really driving champagne in half?" Xiziyue felt a pain in her brain, and she held the wine glass at a loss.

Now there are still several steps away from success. I’m driving the champagne now. Are you planning to be chased for three consecutive goals in the second half?

Also, why do you have to put the wine table outdoors, so it doesn’t matter if it’s cold!

It was still snowing tonight, but the snow tonight was not as warm as a fairy tale at all. It was extremely cold. The snowflakes fell in the wine glass, and the whole cup was frozen.

Needless to say, it is necessary to open champagne outdoors in such cold weather. Of course, Yemenggard took the lead. During the period when she took office as the backstage financial support, the entire team was terrible by her.

"Anyway, it has nothing to do with us idle people. The stage belongs to Miss Zhuo Yila alone, right?" Yemenga shrugged his shoulders, "Look at everyone, how happy you drink."

Looking around, the atmosphere of the entire team was quite lively, including the stereotypical glasses aunt in the human resources department who was also drinking, talking and laughing with her colleagues.

"The night is so magical, it can make people lonely and indulge in it." Yemenggard played with the wine glass, allowing the ice to collide with a beautiful melody.

Xiziyue always felt that this guy was hinting at something, but he would be unpredictable for a while.

He moved his eyes away from Yemenggard and looked to the edge of the rooftop. Zhuo Yila had walked there at some point, looking at the distance where the cold wind came towards him, and his hair and the corners of his skirt were rushing in the wind.

Her amber eyes quietly reflected the cold sea level and the strange full moon.

"Don't you think about drinking some?" Xiziyue's voice rang behind her.

Over the past period of time, the relationship between her and Zhuo Yila has always been on the rise. At the beginning, the two had a lot of working relationships, but now they can talk a little bit.

"Actually, I have never been immune to alcohol, so I can easily get drunk." Zhuo Yila stretched out his fingers to smooth out his hair that was splattered by the wind.

"Are you ready to give a speech on stage?" Xiziyue asked.

"It's done a long time ago, but you don't matter, Rose?" Zhuo Yila smiled. "As my running mate, you must follow me to perform on stage next time. Will you be stage frightened?"

"I often appear on stage," said Nishiziyue.

"That's good, we must not lose our chain tonight."

"Can you really establish the victory with just one day's speech tonight?" Xiziyue said worriedly.

Although the second and third brothers have already gotten out, the first one is still there. Judging from the latest round of polls, although the gap between Zhuo Yila and Gurchani has been widened, it is still not optimistic and it doesn't look like it no matter how you look at it.

It can be done with just one speech.

"I don't know, but I will do my best." Zhuo Yila's eyes were firm.

"What exactly do you want to give a speech?" Xiziyue was curious.

Zhuo Yila has not released her speech, and it looks very mysterious, and the entire team is confused about it.

Xiziyue also secretly turned over her desk, but still didn't find a speech. It is very likely that she had not drafted it from the beginning and planned to rely solely on improvisation.

"Secret." Zhuo Yila put a finger on her lips.

"Come again."

"Anyway, you'll know later, right?" Zhuo Yila blinked.

Xiziyue has nothing to say.

"Report! The performance is about to end. The next project to be performed is opera, and it is also when you should be on stage Miss Zhuoyila." A team member came up to report.

"I know, I'll be ready soon," said Zhuo Yila.

The temporary small champagne banquet ended soon, and the team members returned to their posts one by one.

There are only Xiziyue, Yemenggard and Zhuoyila left on the rooftop.

"Thank you again for helping me in the most difficult time." Zhuo Yila looked at the two of them, leaning forward slightly.

"Champagne can be opened early, but thank you, it's better to be late." Yemenggard jumped off the round table and walked straight to the stairs downstairs. "If you have something to do, you can talk slowly. If you have nothing to do, I'll leave first."

In this way, she left, and no one knew why she had to stay for a while.

"See you later." Zhuo Yila's palm swept across Xiziyue's shoulders.

Soon, Xi Ziyue was left on the empty rooftop. The bitter cold wind whizzed by her, blowing the two ponytails behind her head.

She sighed for no reason, and the exhaled white mist instantly dissipated in the air.

Restless.

So far, everything has been developing smoothly, and the main line is gradually advancing, getting closer and closer to the correct solution given by Lu Mingze.

But there are always a few things that are as disturbing as a time bomb.

For example, the archive of Zhuo Yila has not been cracked yet because it has been encrypted with special alchemy techniques...

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Uh, I was hit hard by the ending of the girl's revolution!
Chapter completed!