Qizi

When the red hair at the base saw Ling Xiao coming up, the expression on his face immediately became very strange.He tried his best to bear it, and couldn't help but turn his face away after a while, but it was still uncomfortable, and finally buried his head in Bingcan's back so that Ling Xiao couldn't see his face.

Bingcan was fine at first, but was infected by Hongmao's actions, so she couldn't help pursing her lips secretly.

Ling Xiao finally couldn't stand it anymore, "Laugh if you want to! Don't hold back!"

"Pfft ha ha ha ha——" Hong Mao broke out into a series of hearty laughter almost immediately. It seemed unkind to laugh like this on the second day when the country was in crisis, but he really couldn't control himself.

Infected by his laughter, other people present also had different expressions. A mild-tempered person like Nie Yun was more restrained, and Fu Yao and Fei Jing were almost gloating.

Ling Xiao knew it would become like this, and kept hypnotizing himself that people who have seen the world for thousands of years are not as knowledgeable as them, but after seeing Hongmao laughing so hard that tears came out, he still had the urge to go up and strangle him to death .

Hongmao lost his breath from laughing, and fell on Bingcan's shoulders unbearably. It was obviously a depressing and heavy historical truth, but once Ling Xiao participated in anything, it would have the effect of turning tragedy into comedy.

"By the way," Hong Mao finally stopped laughing, "It turns out that the founding marshal is Yingfeng's first life. When we were in Shiji, we went to the museum to pay our respects to you."

"Don't use the word admiration casually, okay?" Ling Xiao despised him.

"The news spread faster than I thought, everyone should know about it by now," Nie Yun was still worried, "I don't know how the public will react."

Fu Yao's subordinates quickly brought first-hand information.

"Reporting to the Marshal and Adjutant, good news and... er, ordinary news."

"Let's talk about the important ones first."

"Many people volunteered to apply to join the military, wanting to serve the country."

"This is good news," Fu Yao agreed, "What about ordinary news?"

"The part of the people who didn't sign up to join the army are now rushing to...shopping."

"Shopping?" Fu Yao was puzzled, and then he thought, "Because of the war, are you hoarding supplies?"

"No," the subordinate wiped the sweat from his forehead, "After the news was sent out, a large number of people flocked to the history museum to buy memorial stones, and the number continued to increase. The entrance of the museum is now crowded, and the curator... I would like to ask your opinion on whether we can send troops to maintain order."

Crowd: "..."

"The base is busy rebuilding, there is no manpower, let him solve it by himself." Fu Yao refused politely, and his subordinates answered "yes" and hurried away to pass on Fu Yao's words.

"National Disaster Day yesterday, is it Valentine's Day today?" Hongmao regretted not grabbing a piece earlier, "Unknowingly, Ling Xiao, you have started an industry."

Ling Xiao was aggrieved, "But I didn't get any money."

"At least you have promoted national consumption." Even Fu Yao's words of praise sounded like sarcasm.

A group of people walked towards the outside of the hall, and Hongmao asked as he walked, "Ling Xiao, will you continue to jump to the later time point when you come back this time?"

"I don't know, at least I don't feel like I'm going to disappear now," Ling Xiao replied very honestly, "But my wish has been fulfilled, and I don't have any worries anymore. It's good to see what the future looks like."

Yingfeng glanced at him and remained silent.

"Hey," Ling Xiao whispered while no one was paying attention, "What if I time travel again?"

"Then I'll carve a stone for you," Yingfeng replied without thinking, "I'll carve one every year, and you can dig it out and sell it every era, and you'll make a lot of money over time."

"That's good," Ling Xiao giggled, "Don't forget."

Reporters who were reporting the post-war situation saw them come out and immediately caught up to ask the newly appointed marshal to speak to the public. Fu Yao looked directly at the camera with piercing eyes.

"The day that just passed was the darkest day in Tianxiu's history. The audio-visual files passed on to everyone must have subverted everyone's perception."

"But we are Tianxiu people, the masters of this land for 4000 years. We have the same thoughts, wisdom, and emotions as ordinary people. When we have all these, we will no longer be machines at the mercy of others."

"Loyalty, bravery, fear of sacrifice, the character we are given, has become a deep-rooted part of our genes, has grown up with us for thousands of years, and will never disappear."

Behind him, people are in full swing to restore the most important building for Tianxiu people. On their faces, they can't see the decay of their homes, but only a look full of fighting spirit for the future.

"I believe that our compatriots will not be knocked down by any difficulties. As long as our souls are still shining, our spirits will never be extinguished."

Fu Yao raised his head, he was short in stature but tall in appearance.

"No matter who created us, we will be the masters of our own destiny. No matter who wants to destroy us, we have the courage to fight to the end and never back down."

The cameraman couldn't help but throw away the equipment and applaud him. The reporter asked a few more questions that the public cared about, and then turned the microphone to Ling Xiao.

"As the only person who has personally witnessed the 4000-year history of Tianxiu, do you have anything to say?"

"This," Ling Xiao is usually very eloquent, but he doesn't know what to say when he is in front of the camera, "My true thoughts have been expressed in the videos I uploaded before. I am very fortunate to restore the truth of history through my own experience ..."

He inadvertently glanced at Yingfeng, and suddenly his heart moved, "I also hope that in the future, our young form can be correctly taught the meaning of the adult ceremony. When we are reincarnated and become young again, we don't have to live in lies , I look forward to that day.”

"Then what about you?" After knowing that Yingfeng is the reincarnation of the founding marshal, the reporter even used honorifics, "Do you have anything to say about the future of this life?"

Hongmao and the others knew that Yingfeng was not good at words, so they were waiting to see his jokes. Ling Xiao couldn't bear it, and took the initiative to say for him: "Aren't you reporting after the war? It's not a good question to ask such personal questions."

"It's because the atmosphere is too depressing, so we need to find some positive topics to give people confidence." The reporter replied confidently.

And Yingfeng, who is "not good at words", used to answer her by quietly taking out a small box from his left breast pocket. The cameraman with the sharpest eyes immediately gave him a 360-degree view of the thing in his hand. Stereo close-up.

Ling Xiao was suddenly a little nervous, and he whispered in a voice that no one else could hear, "Hey, it's a live broadcast."

Yingfeng casually replied yes to his reminder, but still held the silver metal box in front of his eyes, swiped his thumb, and the lid of the box opened in response.

The people around gasped, and even the reporter was so excited that he didn't know how to continue. The only person on the scene who had a complete language function and jumped out to laugh was Hongmao.

"Yingfeng, the style of the ring you picked is too outdated! It's an old style from decades ago, thanks to you, you can still find it!"

"Because I bought it the day before you left," Yingfeng gently took out the outdated ring from Hongmao's mouth, "That day was the first anniversary of our bond, and I originally wanted to rush back to give it to you that year. Yours... If only I could go back sooner."

Ling Xiao's vision was completely occupied by that small circle, he didn't expect Yingfeng to remember the day when they formed a bond, especially since this day was not so happy for both of them.

The live broadcast signal was transmitted to the TVs of every household through the satellite. Under the witness of all the residents on this planet, Yingfeng held up Ling Xiao's hand and solemnly put the ring on his ring finger.

"After so many years, I can finally wear it for you myself."

Ling Xiao's eyes wanted to cry, and his mouth wanted to laugh. He looked at his left hand with silly joy, and his whole body felt as unreal as in a dream.

Even the red hair couldn't control the sour nose.

"Fall in love after the marriage contract is over, and propose marriage after the bridal chamber is over. As expected of the three-star couple I know." He pretended to wipe the corners of his eyes, "I was wrong. Lethality is much stronger than words."

Seeing those two guys standing there stupidly, he took the lead and shouted, "Kiss one!"

The reporter who had never met the two of them agreed with each other the most. Under the booing of everyone, Ling Xiao took the initiative to take a step forward.They did not kiss each other, but embraced tightly, and the souls that had been exchanged from generation to generation were finally inseparable again.

On this day that should belong to nostalgia and sadness, happiness turned into a smile on the corner of everyone's mouth, passed on infinitely, bringing the dawn after dawn to this planet that has just suffered a heavy blow.