Mysterious Elf World

Five minutes later, Jiangbei parked the car on the side of the road.

The two elves in the back seat hugged each other tightly, their eyes dull and trembling.

Jiang Yun, who was in the passenger seat, also looked pale, holding Jiang Bei's arm firmly with one hand.

"What's wrong? You suddenly asked me to stop the car?" Jiang Bei turned to look at Jiang Yun and asked doubtfully.

Jiang Yun took a deep breath and said, "Dad taught you to drive like this?"

"Yeah, what's the problem?" Jiang Bei tilted his head in confusion.

"Where did he teach you to drive? What kind of car did he drive?" Jiang Yun seemed to realize something and asked.

Jiang Bei thought for a while and replied: "Practice outside the high wall."

"As for the car... it seems to be an 'Assault' model armored vehicle borrowed from the pioneer team."

Jiang Yun held her forehead and said, "No, it's okay. Let's switch back and I'll drive."

The frog and Eevee breathed a sigh of relief and slowly separated.

"I'd better keep driving and you have a good rest." Jiang Bei shook his head and refused.

The faces of the frog and Eevee froze, and they immediately pounced on them together.

The two of them grabbed Jiang Bei's clothes tightly, their eyes full of begging.

Jiang Yun also said hurriedly: "No, no, no, my car is no better than an armored vehicle and cannot withstand your wild driving."

"And I'm afraid if you keep driving like this, the high-wall law enforcement team will come over..."

Jiang Bei looked at the way Eevee and the frog shook their heads violently, and then looked at Jiang Yun's expression of rejection...

"Ok."

He sighed lonely and compromised with public opinion.

snoring...

The car restarted, and Jiang Yun chatted: "Let's go have a meal first, and then go see our parents."

Jiang Bei nodded slowly, "Okay."

"How many days is your school going to have vacation during Shangxi Festival?" Jiang Yun asked.

Jiangbei made a rough calculation and said: "Our school inherits the spiritual will of the pioneers of past generations, and has a deep affection for the pioneer team, so in addition to the two statutory holidays, we have added one day, making a total of three days."

"But I'm going to attend the school training camp next Monday, so it's still like a two-day holiday."

"Oh oh oh." Jiang Yun nodded clearly.

Shangxi, also known as Shangxiang, expresses the hope that the deceased will come and enjoy the sacrifice.

Shangxiao Festival is one of the most important festivals in Gaoqiang and has an extraordinary status.

It was specially set up to commemorate those who sacrificed their lives for the survival of the wall and the continuation and revival of human civilization.

Most of these people were from the pioneer team.

Therefore, it is also called "Pioneer Memorial Day".

On this day, everyone within the High Wall will consciously take to the streets and participate in the "Shangxi Festival" organized by the High Wall Committee and organized by each of the seven regions based on regional customs and characteristics to send their gratitude and prayers to those martyrs. .

Among them, the sacrifices in Area A are the most grand.

When Gaoqiang is full of blue roads and buildings are built in the wilderness, it is the Shangfang Festival that brings people a strong sense of cohesion and belonging, supporting the people of Gaoqiang to forge ahead, overcome difficulties and work hard.

In the end, Gaoqiang achieved the prosperity and stability it enjoys today.

However, during the "Shangxiao Festival" in the past two years, a gust of evil wind blew from nowhere, and the sediment and filth once again emerged from the bottom of the civilized river bed...

"What do you want to eat?" Jiang Yun glanced at Jiang Bei, "How about the High Wall Hotel in Area A?"

"After dinner, let's book a hotel nearby and sleep there."

"Okay." Jiang Bei had no objection, "It happens to be relatively close to my parents."

Their parents were both national treasure-level researchers at Gaoqiang, so they were naturally buried in a very meaningful place in Gaoqiang - the Gaoqiang Martyrs Cemetery in Area A.

"Oh, I get angry when I think of this Shangxi Festival." Jiang Yun suddenly complained with an angry face, "You think you have a good sacrifice ceremony dedicated to worshiping martyrs, and why are you doing a light show and other messy things? "

"How do you see it being promoted in online media, newspapers and magazines now?"

"What Shang Fang festival celebration, Shang Fang party... is so annoying!"

Jiang Bei nodded in agreement and said dissatisfiedly: "This is what has suddenly changed in the past two years. The key is that there are actually many people expressing their approval online."

"No matter how boring the previous Shangxi Festival was, it would be better to innovate and stimulate people's enthusiasm to participate."

"Haha, that's so funny. Then why didn't he get bored and dance on the grave when he was paying homage to his relatives?"

Jiang Bei sighed, "What's boring? What's interesting?"

“Watching the same movie ten times will make you bored, and watching the same game strategy three times will also make you bored.”

“When you are a child, seeing a train for the first time is new and interesting, but when you grow up, you will only find it boring when you see a train.”

"If someone yells in front of the train, wouldn't he get a look of contempt in his face?"

“It would be fun to walk along the river in the breezy night, but it would be painful under the scorching sun.”

"Boring and interesting are just people's perceptual perceptions. They are relative and will change due to changes in time, place and conditions."

"For such an uncertain... Oh, forget it."

Jiang Yun honked the horn, but the car in front didn't move at all. She had to wait for the remaining seven or eight seconds of the green light to turn red, and then turn green again.

"The car owner in front of me is either a novice on the road, or he is definitely a seasoned person."

She complained, then looked at Jiangbei and said, "No matter where you are, there are only a few people with clear minds."

"And most of these few people are still cautious about protecting themselves and are unwilling to speak out easily."

"Ha," Jiang Bei sneered, "the big shots in the high-wall committee after the re-election are probably smart people pretending to be confused. They just want the power in their hands."

"With big data, as long as they can keep the majority of public opinion, they will win. Others, such as the continued development of the high wall, don't matter at all."

"Formalism is too clumsy and too general."

Jiang Yun sneered, "They will definitely pay the price for this."

"Public opinion is like the weather on the sea, it changes constantly."

"The current public opinion is captured, but once a black swan flies out... public opinion will suddenly turn upside down. If it is completely opposite to what they did before... haha."

"The high wall..." Jiang Bei let out a long sigh, only to feel that there were black clouds pressing down on the entire high wall.

"Sister, I always have a bad feeling."

Jiang Yun raised her eyebrows and said, "Don't think about it, this is not something you should worry about."

"What you should consider now is to be admitted to the History Research Department of High Wall Elf University, and walk openly on the life path you have planned."

"The Department of History Studies is recruiting students this year?!" Jiang Bei perked up and straightened up.

Jiang Yun nodded firmly, "It's absolutely true! I got the exact news!"