After saving the pig god, I counterattacked and became the richest man in the village

Chapter 321 321 Take a good position
After walking a few steps, Zhao Yuanle stopped again when he remembered something, and then looked at the family members around him.

"All of you follow behind me, stay close, Dad, you are at the end, please be careful not to let the people in the middle be squeezed out."

The others didn't understand, but seeing how sure Zhao Yuanle was, they still did what Zhao Yuanle said.

Zhao Yuanxi followed behind Zhao Yuanle and grabbed her tightly.

"Lele, what are you doing?"

Zhao Yuanle smiled as he watched the crowd.

"Big sister, watch it."

She looked back and asked again.

"Is everything done?"

Zhao Ercheng: "Okay."

Zhao Yuanle rubbed his palms together: "Look."

After the words fell, she directly burrowed into the dark crowd.

The periphery is a group of people who were squeezed out, either those who came late or those who had no combat effectiveness.

Zhao Yuanle directly got in with both hands, using her own strength to open the gap between the two of them, then her head got in, followed by her shoulders.

In order to prevent Zhao Yuanxi behind him from being squeezed again, Zhao Yuanle also raised his elbows and yelled: "Let me go, let me go."

In fact, these people had to give in if they didn't want to, because they couldn't hold back Zhao Yuanle's strength at all, and their bodies were pushed aside uncontrollably.

In this way, following Zhao Yuanle, the few people in the back all moved forward in the passage opened by Zhao Yuanle.

There were also some people who were not happy with this, they couldn't help cursing, some even wanted to push Zhao Yuanle, but it just felt like pushing a wall.

Zhao Yuanle didn't care about it, he only cared about moving forward.

Just like that, before the rest of the Zhao family could react, the group had already reached the middle position.

Here, according to Zhao Ercheng's height, the curtain can already be seen.

But overall, it's not close enough to the street lights.

At this time, Zhao Yuanle's speed of squeezing inside slowed down, and there were more complaints from around.

A woman gave Zhao Yuanle a hard look.

"Squeeze why? If you are late, you will be late. If you insist on getting ahead, you don't know how to come earlier. Really, you are so thick-skinned."

Tang Siwen's face seemed to be on fire, and she couldn't help but stop.

Zhao Yuanxi also held Zhao Yuanle back.

"Okay, it's fine here too, you can still see it if you stand on tiptoe, we're already late, so don't keep crowding."

Tang Siwen also echoed.

"That's right, just stand here, that piece of cloth is so big, you can see it from here."

That's a good thing to say.

The Zhao family members are all tall, and the shortest Zhao Yuanle is about 1.6 meters.

The people here are not very tall, and there are very few people on the 1.8 meters. An adult man generally looks more than 1.6 meters, which is about the same height as Zhao Yuanle.The women are even shorter, they are all in the early 1.5 meters.

So it is quite simple for the Zhao family to stand in the crowd and look over there.

Zhao Ercheng saw that the whole family had stopped moving, as if he was determined to stand here, he pulled Tian Tian over.

"Come here, I'll carry you on my back later, you watch a movie."

Tiantian hurriedly shook his head.

"No, Uncle, it's just right that you're injured."

Zhao Ercheng had a smile on his face.

"Don't be afraid, uncle is strong and can move his back."

Zhao Dacheng also said: "Let uncle carry you every day, it's not that you won't see anything later."

With such a small man, no matter how he stepped on his feet, he couldn't see it.

In front, Zhao Yuanle looked back at Zhao Yuanxi, and found that she had shown a look of joy and anticipation, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

She looked forward, saw the curtain, and saw a few rows of chairs very close to the curtain. There were already many people sitting on the chairs.

In the chair area and the standing area here, there are guards maintaining order.

Zhao Yuanle took a closer look and saw that there seemed to be something reflective there, and after a closer look, he found that this area was not only guarded to maintain order, but also separated by steel railings in the middle.

From the dense crowd here to the middle of the rows of chairs, there was a gap of about two meters.

Zhao Yuanle burst out laughing.

Zhao Yuanxi: "What are you laughing at?"

Zhao Yuanle pointed over there.

"I laughed at the people who arranged the seats so stupidly, you see, the curtain is so big, and the rows of chairs are so close together, it doesn't look good at all.

The best distance was behind a few rows of chairs, and alas, there just happened to be empty there.

Tell me, which smart person thought of such an arrangement? "

Zhao Yuanxi stood on tiptoe to look, and indeed saw the emptiness.

She nodded.

"Yes, I think that position also looks the best, but it turned out to be all vacant."

Zhao Dacheng heard the conversation between the two, and smiled: "I think it's the position arranged by the guards. You see, they are the only ones standing there empty. Isn't this the best position for yourself?"

Zhao Yuanle: "It's true."

She saw the tall Yi Li walking around to maintain order.

At this moment, the two large speakers next to the curtain made harsh sounds, but soon, another beautiful melody came from the speakers.

With the unique sound of big speakers, the melody floated above the crowd.

The crowd who were still talking suddenly fell silent.

Zhao Yuanxi sighed with emotion in a low voice: "It's really nice..."

There were also whispers around.

"What kind of novelty is this? It's so powerful. It's so loud."

"This song is still nice, who is singing it?"

Someone who knew spoke up.

"It's a female singer from Dongzhu. It seems to be a master of opera over there but a closed disciple."

Zhao Yuanle listened to this melody and thought it was a bit like the song Ye Shanghai.

She suddenly felt a little emotional.

Look, even though this is a parallel world, there are still things that are the same as my own world.

Zhao Yuanxi listened to the song quietly, his eyes fascinated.

After a while, the horn was quiet, the sound stopped abruptly, and the crowd started talking again.

Behind the curtain, seeing that the loudspeaker test is good, a person gestured to the person who was preparing the projection machine over there.

Suddenly, the street lights went out, and everyone exclaimed.

Immediately afterwards, the projection machine was turned on in the operator's hand, and a beam of light was projected onto the snow-white curtain.

On the screen where there was nothing originally, a picture suddenly appeared.

A black and white picture, a huge locomotive with a large amount of white smoke blowing from it, this is a speeding train, with two people standing next to each other, their hair is blown backward by the wind, their expressions are very funny .

On the top, is a row of English letters.

Translated, it is a railway game.

This is a film about railways made by Westerners.

(End of this chapter)