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Chapter 187 Elegy and Joy(1/2)

 In any case, as long as one of the friends who can "call on" Yu Lian appears, it means that there are at least ten nearby. Although the absolute ratio is not that exaggerated, everyone just needs to understand the spirit.

Sure enough, after three minutes of following the clues, Yu Lian actually pulled out a dozen friends, all of whom were crew members of the red team. Some were maintenance team members under the trio of technical geeks, and some were partners with Li Bao.

The three student pilots include Kou Shan’s muscular friends.

Eisen French pointed at the Spirit of the Universe and swore to Yu Lian that they were really just here to participate in the celebration. It was really just a misunderstanding to meet the Captain, the Charge Captain and Her Majesty Queen Chang'e here, and then pressed Tamir

He apologized seriously to Bai Ziya's head.

Tamir and Bai Ziya also seriously stated that they were really not "calling", but were preparing to call "Captain Yu", but they did not expect to be misunderstood in this way.

Kou Shan and Li Baolu almost cried, pointing to the stars in the sky and swearing that they did not want to run away when they saw the captain, but simply wanted to see the world.

Yu Lian was very pleased.

The trio of technical nerds are just friends chatting online; Kou Shan is the least educated among the cadres on the ship, and because there is no famous name passed down to future generations, he is probably just an R at most; Li Baolu is a fanatical flying nerd, but in private he is a bit

Shy. And these young people, who didn't know each other more than two months ago, now get along very well, like they have been friends for many years.

"I'm very happy!" Yu Lian said to everyone moved.

Everyone on the red boat was even more moved.

"So, I will give you a reward today! Play magnetic ball with Fei...accompany Her Majesty Queen Chang'e and Her Majesty the Charge Captain."

Everyone looked at each other, a little moved.

After all, they are still young and have not had their hair shaved off. It is the time when aesthetics are normal and the blood is strong. They dare not think of being favored by the goddess, but there is nothing wrong with playing ball with the goddess, right?

Even decades later, you can cherish it as the best memory of your youth, and then pass away with a smile surrounded by a virtuous wife and filial children.

"Then, what I said..." Kou Shan raised his hand cautiously, then looked at Gongsun Qing, and instantly recalled the memory of being knocked down with one hand, and trembled: "I am a member of the stormtroopers.

Of course I want to join Miss Gongsun."

"Then, then I will...Miss Fina, can I?" Tamir said cautiously. Unlike the fat Aisen and the small animal Bai Ziye, he is the one among the trio of technical geeks who are really keen on physical exercise.

It is said that he is the ace player of an amateur magnetic ball club in their hometown, and he is considered to be the strongest among the Grays.

Feifei glanced at Yu Lian, smiled and nodded.

The subsequent result was very mediocre. After all, Feifei is just an ordinary person. No matter how good her skills are or how calculating she is, she can't withstand the opponent's power. Fortunately, she also knows how to let her partner go up when she encounters danger and try her best to protect herself.

Of course, the process was so beautiful that even Yu didn’t know how to describe it, so I won’t go into details.

Anyway, we know that Feifei was happy from beginning to end, and Gongsun Qing finally exhausted some of his energy and was not so aggressive.

"Thank you all!" Feifeixiang was dripping with sweat, but she also thanked everyone.

"It's so useless! You men!" Gongsun Qing said loudly to everyone without blushing or panting. Playing ten games of high-intensity magnetic balls, for her, the energy consumption is not as good as that of an ordinary otaku.

Doing bicep curls of 11 kilograms.

Of course, after ten games, although everyone once again confirmed that psychics are really not the same species as themselves, their relationship has become much closer inexplicably. As a result, Miss Gongsun also decided not to hide her earl's daughter and the future.

The celebrity's personality completely lets his nature go.

The boys except Yu Lian were obedient and laughed with them, but they didn't even have the strength to speak.

The crew will hate him even more in the future, but Yu Lian once again swore to the spirit of the universe that he definitely wanted to leave everyone with such beautiful youth memories as playing ball with the goddess.

Of course, in order to help everyone recover from the emotions just now as soon as possible, he decided to do some team building for the time being, so he took everyone to the Chang'e Center for a big meal.

"Can I ask Martha to come over?" Li Baolu asked in a low voice. He probably felt that he was pushing too far, his face turned red, and he lowered his head.

"Martha? Who is it?"

"Miss Martha Daken, the pilot of Mr. Wayne and his blue team across from me! The chief of this class of Keene Flight Academy, but Mr. Wayne specially recruited her. They say she will be the most destined in the country and even the universe.

Where is the ace pilot?" Fina smiled.

Yu Lian carefully searched for this name and made sure that he had never heard of it in the future. Either he died early, he changed careers, or he did not achieve results commensurate with his student days.

Of course, the 30 Party members should not be too bad at judging people, so that girl will definitely be a difficult opponent in the exercise.

However, looking at the cheerful look on Li Baolu's face, there is probably no need to worry too much.

"Call over." Yu Lian smiled and said, "If you have friends like Bao Lu, call over."

Amid the cheerful laughter, the future "Forward Eagle" lowered his head shyly and happily.

As a result, within half an hour, a dozen people turned into thirty people, and a small dinner party turned into a small gathering.

Martha Daken is a tall, handsome, generous girl, but a bit strict about people and things. She actually became a pair with a shy straight man like Li Baolu. It can only be said that there really is something.

God willing.

In addition, besides her, there were actually a few girls from Lan Fang's side.

This is youth! Yu Lian sighed with emotion.

Everyone had dinner together until after two o'clock. Still not satisfied, they decided to participate in the parade that followed.

This spontaneous celebration officially started at three o'clock. However, before that, the Municipal Square was already very lively. Many street artists faced an audience that was more than ten times larger than usual, and tried their best to attract

capture the audience's attention.

Gongsun Qing seemed to still be unfinished, looking at the musical instrument shop next to him and rolling his eyes.

"How about, Fina, let's set up a stall. I'll play the piano and you'll sing. Let's see which of us attracts more customers. In the evening, we'll have funds for activities and parties."

"I can't sing! And I don't know any musical instruments." Just as Feifei was about to say something, a desolate shout accompanied by music suddenly sounded from the side of the square next to her.

The shouts were full of wild penetrating power, making people feel as if they could instantly see the endless grasslands and towering mountains. In that cruel but also vibrant natural environment, intelligent life was struggling, growing and struggling.

Yu Lian stopped and walked away after hearing the sound. What he saw was a tall, thin, round-headed, hairless alien race with four arms.

They were the Lumina people, one of the ethnic minorities of the Blue Star Community. Of course, they were also one of the ethnic minorities that other empires forcibly matured during the era of galactic expansion.

The Lumina man's skin is close to black-grey, like the color of burned out embers. According to the physiological characteristics of their tribe, this is a symbol of old age.

"Our forest is burning!"

"Our long river is drying up!"

"Descendants of Rumina, you are still mourning, when will it be the end?"

The old Rumina man uttered such a sigh in the blunt Earth Common Language, as if he was singing or singing. His words were not very literary, but they were cadenced, quite rhythmic and penetrating, and very

It soon attracted many tourists to stop and watch.

The four arms of the old Rumina man played the drums, sighed and sang loudly, as if they were a band.

Then, seeing more and more tourists stopping, his voice gradually became more passionate. Yu Lian knew that this was the war song of the Rumina people. Back then, they sang this song to resist the empire, and now, they are also

Singing this song is rebelling against the community.

Of course, their resistance has always been concentrated in remote star sectors. Most citizens of the community have no sense of reality at all, and they don't even have much prejudice against the Lumina people.

...But what must be admitted is that the Rumina people are really a group of very stubborn and unruly people. Likewise, their songs are also really beautiful.

Yu Lian shrugged, squeezed out of the crowd of onlookers, and then he saw an autonomous security machine descending from the sky.

"Citizen of the community, warning, warning, you are setting up a stall without permission from the market management. According to the "Guanghan City Market Management Law", we will confiscate your commercial props."

The old man didn't resist, he patted his butt and stood up calmly, letting the machine confiscate his drums, piano and other props. However, he took a few steps back, opened his terminal directly, and called up

Without the microphone function and no music to accompany it, the war song still sounds like it goes over and over again, high-spirited and passionate.

This time, the security machinery was helpless. There was no reason for them to stop people from singing, right?

The tourists and citizens who were watching began to applaud, and Yu Lian’s friends also began to applaud and cheer. In fact, everyone could not understand what the old man was singing, and many people could not help but Lumina, but they liked to see the government

An embarrassing scene of violent institutions.

As if conjuring magic, the old man took out two more snare drums, hung them on his waist, and gently beat the accompaniment. His singing once again turned from high-spirited to tragic and desolate.

At this moment, everyone finally felt his senses, and the flashy noise actually had a brief pause here.

Yu Lian watched this scene in the crowd, his mood a little complicated.

If he was just an ordinary young officer who was about to graduate from the military academy, it would be easier. He could just treat the Rumina people as unruly anti-system elements and always be wary of them.

However, when he came back from the next life, he had quite complicated feelings towards the Lumina people.

They were once comrades-in-arms of the earthlings, and now they have become enemies of the earthlings, but in the future, they will become comrades-in-arms again. It is not that this group of fighting races with four arms naturally like to jump left and right, but because of changes in the world,

It is really overwhelming for ordinary people.

Yu Lian felt a slender hand holding him in the crowd. It was a familiar touch and temperature. He turned his head slightly and saw a familiar smile.

"I don't really like this kind of singing." Although Feifei was laughing, her voice was still a bit deep.

"Yes, this is everyone's holiday." Yu Lianda said.

He gave Feifei a hint, went straight to a nearby musical instrument store, and came out a few minutes later carrying an acoustic guitar.

Under everyone's confused gazes, Yu Lian stretched out his hand to strum the guitar, and the six strings sounded in unison, and a few cheerful notes suddenly floated in his voice.

Once joy is injected into a tragic tune, even if you try to make it tragic, it won't be anywhere near as tragic.

The old Lumina man stopped singing and stared at Yu Lian. This race has smooth facial contours, no nose bridge and no hair, and its cheeks are covered with hard carapace, but their expressions can still be seen. Very clearly.

Obviously, he was quite dissatisfied with Yu Lian, who was leading his own rhythm. He bared his teeth viciously, and the drums hanging around his waist seemed ready to turn into meteor hammers and hit him at any time.
To be continued...
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