MTL - I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World-Chapter 1572 In order to survive to this day, you

"Sasha, help me see," wearing an emerald green dress, Lin Lingxing rushed out of the room and stood in front of Aisha and turned a circle. "How? How? This dress Is it for me?"

"Very...suitable for you."

Aisha smiled stiffly.

She is still not very used to it, Lin Ling gave her a nickname.

But to be honest, this emerald green dress, and her long silver hair is still very good, with her footsteps, like the elves in the forest. So after careful examination, she gave an objective evaluation.

"Hey, this is my favorite set of skirts." Lin Ling said happily.

"But, the weather outside, wearing this will not be cold?" Aisha asked, licking his head.

"Electronic people are not afraid of cold."

Ok……

Such an enviable ability.

Looking at Lin Ling's fluttering skirt, Aisha thought.

From Aisha, she got a positive evaluation. Lin Ling sneaked a glimpse of Jiang Chen, raised a small fist and coughed coughingly. She pulled Jiang Chen’s attention from Sun Jiao to her side and whispered. .

"Hey, what about your opinion?"

"I?" is chatting with Sun Jiao for a moment to celebrate the opening ceremony. Suddenly, Lin Ling asked her to ask her, and Chen Chen said with a slight smile, "I have no opinion."

Lin Ling dissatisfied with a small fist and smashed Jiang Chen a punch.

"This can't be done, my brother-in-law."

Wearing a lavender coat, smiling with a little soft, Ying Ying smiled and walked out of the room. She wore a delicate diamond ornament on her head, adding a touch of grace to her precious coat.

"When a girl asks you how to dress, I really want to hear your compliments. Frankly speaking, it is more useful than any opinion."

"Well, this dress is very suitable for you," looked at Xiaorou, dressed up, Jiang Chen's eyes lit up, and finally added a sentence, "very good!"

The little soft cheeks were slightly red, and there was no change in the smile on his face. His mouth was full of meanings.

"It seems that I underestimated my brother-in-law..."

"Hey! This is not fair!"

Lin Ling waved her fist in angrily, and Jiang Chen slammed it twice.

"It's not too late, it's almost time to set off."

"I really look forward to it. I don't know what the celebration of this world will look like."

Xia Shiyu and Natasha walked out of the room together. The dressing of both of them is very warm, Xia Shiyu's dress looks more formal, and Natasha prefers to be more casual... From the beginning, she is holding the attitude of traveling here, and comes to participate in the New Year's Eve celebration.

Yao Yao, wearing a down jacket, the last one came out of the room. The white velvet collar covered the white neck of the white, as if the whole face was buried in a warm look, perhaps because it was carefully selected for a long time, but in the end it had to choose this thick Thick down jacket, her little hand repeatedly pinched the hem of the dress, the lively little face was slightly depressed.

"Very cute."

Jiang Chen vowed that he did not lie, or said this sentence with a comforting tone.

However, Yao Yao, who heard this sentence, showed a surprised expression. His face was red and he was slightly overwhelmed.

"Really, really?"

what……

Sure enough, Yao Yao is the cutest!

Jiang Chen, who thought so, noticed that at least seven sharp eyes fell on him.

The old face was red, Jiang Chen looked around for the next four weeks, and finally slammed Lily, who stood in the corner and had a kind of learning, said with his eyes.

"What are you going to do!"

......

The celebration was held in the Grand Theatre in the center of Wanghai City, which was the crater left by the Staff of God. The guests participating in the celebration are expected to be residents of the city, and some guests from Shangjing City and even from distant overseas colonies.

More than 30 programs, more than 100 pre-war stars will perform on stage, and 300 companies will sponsor the celebration.

From singing to stage play, the program types cover all aspects, just like the Spring Festival Evening held every year before the war, but only to the nac, there will be no Spring Festival Evening, and it will be changed into a large-scale celebration every year.

Before the celebration of everything, Jiang Chen stood at the highest point of the viewing platform, looked around at the crowds, and made a speech on the New Year.

"To my fellow citizens, my comrades, all the people who live on this land."

As the marshal's voice sounded, the people sitting around the ring-shaped theater gradually quieted down. A pair of double sights, focused on him from all sides, or excited, or respected, or oh...

With a completely different emotion, the same goal, everyone is waiting for him, waiting for the great leader to continue.

"After today, it is the twenty-seventh year of the end of the world."

"I am very honored to stand here and announce this to everyone."

"We are still alive." paused for a moment, Jiang Chen continued with a clear voice, "At this moment, I am standing here, I want to say only one sentence."

"...we have used our own lives to prove how stupid those who have abandoned us, how humble their despair and frustration is. Look back and see what we have solved. Difficulties. We thought that they could not be defeated. Now I look back and see what they have under us."

"On the last day of the end of the century, I solemnly tell you that there is no end to the world! And we are standing in the doorway of the twenty-third century in the form of a winner. Look at the holy shield in the sky, then look at yours. Around, the future is waving to us."

The mood on the scene has reached a high tide.

Although you can't hear it, you can see it.

"Cheer! Tonight belongs to you, this celebration is the triumph of the winner."

"Cheer! Not for me, but for the moment when the world coalition government announced the end of the world, you have survived to this day!"

The atmosphere at the scene was pushed to the top of the boiling.

"Long live the Marshal!"

"Long live the new Pan-Asian cooperation!"

"Great Rejuvenation!"

People cheered, raised their fists, waved the small flag in their hands, and threw the light stick in their hands into the air. Although no programs have yet to start, there will be no more programs that will make their emotions so exciting.

The soldiers who stood on the edge of the theater with their rifles, the mood also reached its peak.

Because of their duties, they did not cheer or even applaud. But looking directly at their eyes, it is not difficult to see the excitement, the movement... and the pride. Nac can expand from the original small projectile to the scale of the present colony, and their credit is the first.

"Thank you."

In the face of fanatical cheers, Jiang Chen nodded slightly, paying tribute to the crowd, handing the microphone to the host who was awakened next to her, and turned to walk behind the stage.