: 1142 Waves Festival

When the breakfast time began, there were still two people missing at the Nangong’s table.
One is that month.
One is the ancient city.
That month was because I had to work in a special job, so I went out early.
The ancient city is still screaming, because it is really unhapping, and Lisha will simply leave him alone and let him prepare for a hungry stomach.
So, Luo Zhen sat down with a group of girls and surrounded him, chatting with everyone while eating breakfast.
The topic that everyone talks about is one thing that people in the entire string city recently mentioned.
"Is it a festival of waves?"
Upon hearing this topic, Luo Zhen could not help but mutter.

Right!
As the initiator of the topic, Laksa’s mood is unusually high:
After a long time, it’s a festival of the Bodhisattva. How do you think about it?

"The Bodhisattva Festival".
That is the biggest celebration held in the city of Strings in the last week of October each year.
Since String Island is an artificial island relationship, originally, there is no decent traditional ethnic festival on this island. For a city, if you want to provide residents with entertainment and stimulate the economy, then hold a festival. Daily activities are very effective.
Therefore, in the ring of service for the people, the artificial island management commune referenced Halloween and formulated an annual grand celebration.
This grand celebration is the festival of the Bodhisattva.
In other words, this is a big festival to celebrate the island.
During the festival, festivals such as fireworks, outdoor performances, costume parades and other activities will be held in various areas of the island of Strings, allowing the citizens of the island to devote themselves to the celebration, even the string gods. The island will also be open to the public, allowing a large influx of foreign tourists. Therefore, every time during the festival of the Bodhisattva, String Island will become more and more lively, and there are more than 100,000 tourists visiting String Island. Considering the distance between String Island and the mainland and the restrictions of transportation, this number is really amazing.
This is also because String God Island is a Mozu Special Zone. It is not usually accepted by companies, research institutions, and family members, let alone ordinary tourists or journalists.
Therefore, for outsiders, this is an opportunity to visit the Mozu Special Zone in a bright and light manner. There are even TV stations, business businessmen and other people who are looking for benefits for the purpose of the celebrations during the celebration.
In order to prevent the visiting foreign visitors from doing anything derailed, during this period, the SAR garrison will even be dispatched by the whole army, constantly patrolling and patrolling to maintain order on the island.
That month, I will not be at home early in the morning, just to make arrangements for related work.
Of course, for String Island, it is also a rare opportunity to promote economy and consumption. Therefore, the advertising media in the city of Strings began to be a few days ago. It is the news of the festival of the Bodhisattva. The TV also arranged special programs. The advertisements for the products of Yingjing are broadcasted in various places, and the whole island has been in a festive atmosphere.
In this case, as a young girl who is at the age of playing, it is naturally impossible for a group of people to be excited about such a festival.
"People are looking forward to the fireworks meeting, as well as the costume parade. I just dressed up as a witch last year. I want to dress up as a witch this year, but it seems to be a good vampire. Are you saying that? Agurola?"
Laksa was very excited to talk to Agulola, let Agurola's orthodox vampire shrink his neck.
For Agurola, such a lively celebration should be very difficult for her to be born to fear her.
but
"I also want to see the fireworks show!"
Agurola’s eyes are shining like this.
You must know that since Agurola has been separated from the state of the seal, it has not passed for a year.
凪沙姑 also participated in the Bohemia Festival in previous years, but Agulola was the first time to participate in such an event. It is impossible to say that he does not expect it.
At the same time, there is another person here for the first time to participate in the Bodhisattva Festival.

Astallite is also the first time to participate in the Bodhisattva Festival?

In this way, Laksa asked Astrati, who was sitting next to her faceless expression.
"Yes." Yasta Ludi nodded, like a doll, in the absence of a sigh of relief: "From the day I was born, it has not been completed for a hundred days."
When I heard this, everyone in the room was speechless.
Indeed, Ystaloti is an artificial life, and the carrier of the beast that was born not long ago by the teachers of the teachers of Lotan Lingqi, really counts the days of its birth, but just a few months. Time only.
In this way, Ystaluti naturally cannot participate in the festival of the Bodhisattva.
"That, let's go play together when we get there." Shasha quickly transferred the topic and said: "Is the Xiayin sauce also coming?"
"Yeah." Xia Yin suddenly nodded embarrassedly, whispered: "I have not participated in last year, my father has been busy, and I have no friends to play with."
This girl also has a hearty experience.
"So, then everyone will go together!"
Laksa clenched his small fist and filled his mouth full of enthusiasm.

The festival of the Bodhisattva is held on the last weekend of October. Our school will stop classes the day before. After we have been busy with our own affairs, we will go to the fireworks and makeup parade together!

After all, even if the school will stop class the day before, during the festival of the Bodhisattva, the students in the school still have their own activities.
Some people are prepared to participate in the wind music competition or the association-related exhibition activities. Some people are forced to work as a laboratories sponsored by the Mutual Aid Association. Some people are planning to take the opportunity to work and earn a fortune. Others simply want to enjoy the festival and each has its own festival. the way.
When Lisha had the activities of the cheerleading community, it was very busy at the beginning.
Agulola is expected to be pulled to help.
Xia Yin is planning to go to the Mutual Aid Society to volunteer. It is said to be the past tradition of the Adriatic Monastery. Even if the church is no longer there, Xia Yin has been insisting.
As for Ystaloti, she seems to be planning to replace the month and to conduct patrols and patrols during the festival.
In view of this, everyone is estimated to have to be busy with each other, and then together to play together.
Luo Zhen
"It’s been this day again."
Luo Zhen sighed and sighed, and his expression was full of bitterness.
This immediately caught the attention of everyone.
"What happened?"
Agurola asked carefully.

Does the Nangong seniors not like the celebration?

Xia Yin is also holding his head, a very confused look.
"Request for a description."
Even Astarruti looked directly at Luo Zhen and made such a request.
Only the sand is as loud as thinking of something.

Speaking of it, whenever the festival is in the brothel, Jun Jun is very hard.

This is what Lisha said. In the tone, there are both optimistic and ridiculous ridicules, and some incomprehensible dissatisfaction. In the end, there is helpless sympathy, so many girls present are unclear.
Luo Zhen did not explain, just sighed.
"I hope that this year will not turn into a bloodshed."
Luo Zhen sincerely prayed so much.