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Chapter 259 This Is Not About Participation

Xiao Mie lowered his head slightly as he walked. The lights in the corridor were not very bright, and the bright and dim shadows swayed across his face, which seemed unreal. He continued to ask in a relaxed tone, "Are you still my sister-in-law?"

The difference between him and Ling Yang was only about five centimeters, and they could still communicate without nodding. However, this was Xiao Mie's polite gesture towards ladies, and he was already used to it.

Ling Yang's expression suddenly froze. Yes, in the eyes of the Xiao family members who were not members of the base, Ling Yang was Xiao Ji's partner. If not, how could such an aloof and arrogant Xiao Qing be willing to marry someone who had nothing to do with her?

What about the extension of life of outsiders?

"Haha, yes, yes..." Ling Yang looked forward and replied guiltily.

"Then..." Xiao Mie was about to say something but hesitated. He turned around and glanced at something unsure of what to look at.

The walkway is very short, and as soon as the door leading to the outside is opened, the noisy crowd in Times Square breaks into the eardrums.

Although this square has a grand name, it is small in scale. The open area is only a little larger than the playground of Tungsten City University where Ling Yang visited last time. It is probably just a place for walking, and it was chosen because it is close to the base.

Already.

Ling Yang briefly scanned the audience and found that there were quite a few people coming, including most of the base team members. This event was temporary and the announcement was only made at ten o'clock in the morning, so the remaining citizens could come.

These many things are probably due to Xiao Mie's appeal.

She turned her head and looked at the rainbow-headed man in a suit next to her. There was almost no trace of Xiao Mie-mie on him. A provocative gaze that seemed to bite anyone at any time? No, Xiao Mie's eyes were exactly the same as Xiao Mie-mie's.

, but soft and glowing, with fox eyes that are a bit seductive.

"That's a pity. I don't have a chance." Xiao Mie leaned over to meet Ling Yang's gaze and increased the volume so that she could hear clearly in the noise.

Ling Yang originally thought that Xiao Mie's eyes were so good that he could tell her relationship with Jiang Pao, but it turned out that this guy had seduced Dong Xiaolian with his front foot, and now he wanted to seduce her again?

What’s the bottom line of the entertainment industry?

Ling Yang habitually shrank his neck and said, "Well, if you know, just call me sister-in-law."

If you don't take advantage of it, you won't take advantage of it.

"Sister-in-law, please." Xiao Mie didn't notice the pity at all and guided Ling Yang to the stage with a playful smile.

He sat down in the middle, with Ling Yang and Xiao Miemei sitting on both sides of him. The stage was not high, and the people below were standing not far away. Their eyesight was basically at the same level as the people on the stage.

The base arranged the performance time very poorly. After Xiao Mie came on stage to sing, other singers were then arranged to perform. Now, Xiao Mie was asked to return to the stage for promotion. The time was just right.

The popularity has increased, and the gathering of citizens has also increased due to the length of time. Those who came first knew that Xiao Mie would appear again, and they were reluctant to leave. They stayed at the scene and carried relevant videos, which was equivalent to promoting the base for free.

A wave.

Xiao Mie lived up to expectations and explained the issues that the base needed to explain in a very easy-to-understand manner. Whether it was the cause of the mutation or the silent contributions that the base had made over the past nine years, these things were obviously not easy to digest quickly.

When it came out of his mouth, it somehow became very easy to accept.

Ling Yang listened absentmindedly on the side. She knew everything Xiao Mi said by heart and didn't need to listen to it again. She kept her sitting position for a while, looked over Xiao Mi's shoulder and looked at Xiao Mi on the other side.

This guy who used to be incompatible with each other when they met in the past looks so quiet today, his whole person seems to have shrunk, depressed, and there is an inexplicable sense of vicissitudes of life.

Although it is not common to see a sense of vicissitudes of life in a twenty-three-year-old person, Ling Yang has seen it before. Isn't Gong Fan like this? I think the blow to a person from falling out of love is really big. Is it possible?

Are all the male team members of the base a treasure with deep feelings?

Most of the people in the base are young and old, and there are actually many people who fall in love with each other, but everyone is very forgetful. After all, they have to worry about survival. Things like lovers cheating or the partner changes their heart have become trivial matters.

However, it was not easy to find such a dedicated Xiao Miemie, but Zhu Cijing could not keep him. Ling Yang sighed, if it was love at first sight, the two of them had been in a relationship for five years.

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The person she fell in love with for the first time was also the last person she could fall in love with. This sincerity was placed on Xiao Miemie, who was disgusted by Ling Yang, and she couldn't look straight at it. She could only shake her head and not think too much, with her hands on her hands.

I picked up the pen and paper on the table and drew a quick picture of the people and things in the past few days.

Almost two-thirds of the group of people who just had the meeting together were drawn on paper by Ling Yang, and some powerful figures from Fanfan's family or relatives were also involved.

Is it a coincidence or a layout? If someone designed it, is the designer an outsider, or is he also caught in this cobweb?

The speaker on the field changed. Ling Yang turned to look sideways and saw that it was Xiao Miemei who was speaking. She was too lazy to listen and continued to paint. She was still thinking about Zhu Sijing's arrangement for Gong Fan to guard the forest village. Was that right?

You can ask later.

Xiao Miemie spoke very little, and after a few hasty remarks, he gave up the floor to Ling Yang.

Like him, Ling Yang was pulled up temporarily. He didn't think about what to say. He glanced at the people in the audience, straightened the microphone, and cleared his throat.

"Hello everyone." She adjusted her tone according to the effect transmitted by the microphone, trying to be more energetic, "Hey, Xiao Xiao and his brother have already done the work of appeasing the citizens, so I will do my best.

Yes, please take this opportunity to speak to my colleagues."

The base team members in the audience were stunned. They didn't expect that they would have names in this event.

"You must have been on the battlefield at least, and at least you know what the mutation really means, so I just said it directly, there is no victory in this battle."

Dong Xiaolian took a breath in the background. She was wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong. How could she have thought of arranging Captain Ling? This high-ranking person has always played cards that do not follow common sense.

Ling Yang put his hands on the table and continued, "I'm not spreading negative thoughts, nor am I telling you not to have hope, but we must be clear that our opponents are a group of monsters, and it is Lan Shataya, the surviving saint, who sleeps restlessly.

, a monster imagined in a dream.”

"The alien beast does not exist. It is just a manifestation of the nightmare, and we are human beings, real human beings."

"The origin of those monsters is dreams, and this is our home for generations. If one person dies and an inch of ground is lost in this battle, we will lose."
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