Through! Through!

This wine is made from pure grains and tastes overbearing and transparent.

Comfortable!

"Brother Hong, take a bite." Abao handed the sweet potato roast to Hong San, who was on Hong Shixiong's right.

Hong San was eating multigrain pancake, took it, and took a sip.

call--

The strong aroma of alcohol spurted out of his mouth.

Cool!

What could be more comfortable than staying in a safe place, watching a movie, eating food and drinking wine in a dangerous apocalypse?

there is none left!

Especially the envious, jealous and hateful looks from those around them made the three of them extremely satisfied.

The other survivors worked hard to earn points, but the three of them were the only ones lying down, enjoying the leisurely life of the doomsday.

Even if you only live this kind of life for two years, you will die immediately!

They are also satisfied.

Hong San moaned happily:

"Brother Hong, I am so happy following you! Drink one small drink every three days, and one big drink every five days.

Go to the disco once a week. Go to Tingfeng Tower four times a month. It’s so cool! What a day like a fairy!

I have never lived like this before the end of the world!"

Hong Shixiong ate peanuts and said with a smile:

"Burn this bottle of sweet potato. I bought three bottles this time, so I can drink it comfortably!"

"Brother Hong Niuhide!"

"Brother Hong Niuhide!"

Hong Shixiong's face was calm and contented, the evening breeze was blowing, and he was full of comfort.

Sometimes he felt that his life was so good because he drove in a truck full of supplies just before the thunderstorm.

So damn comfortable!

Set up a small stove another day and get a bottle of white wine.

Try what the legend says: after eating pickles and rolled tofu, the emperor will not be as satisfied as I am.

People, you have to enjoy yourself in time, and you can't treat your own stomach badly by treating anyone badly.

He touched his somewhat fat belly and slapped his mouth.

........

There were tens of thousands of people in the huge crowd. Some people stood very far away, so they couldn't see clearly.

But there was nothing they could do. They arrived too late, so they could only watch from behind to enjoy the fun.

In the center of this dense crowd, there is a giant projector.

"Xia Tian, ​​are you done?" Lao Huang walked over.

Showing movies was one of the strategies he proposed for building spiritual civilization among the survivors of the trading market, and he didn't want to screw it up.

What's more, he applied with great difficulty.

There are two reasons why he submitted the movie to Uncle San: to increase the happiness of the survivors and soothe their hearts. To enhance their sense of identification with the trading market and to demonstrate the strength of the oil city.

After hearing what Lao Huang said, Xia Tian replied while adjusting the angle of the projector:

"Don't worry, I used to work as a projectionist. This is very simple."

With that said, he adjusted the fixed angle and turned on the switch.

A beam of light was projected from the projector and illuminated on the big screen of the building in front.

They found this big screen from a movie theater. This kind of big screen is a professional screen for showing movies. It is composed of a metal frame, a curtain and a reflective layer.

The curtain is usually made of white textile or plastic material, with a metal layer coated on the surface to improve reflectivity and image quality.

The effect of playing movies on this big screen is much better than the effect of projector shining on the wall.

This large screen is 28 meters wide and 18 meters high. It is extremely huge, almost the same size as a small concert screen.

Can be seen by many people.

The survivors standing in front of the building burst into cheers when they saw light appear on the big screen in front of them.

"Holy shit, holy shit, you can really see it!"

"Mom, I'm successful, I'm watching a movie in the last days! Such a big screen!"

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in the crowd.

Sui Dahua looked at the wall with some worry, and then at the eight large speakers around him.

He said with some worry: "Qingwen, if so many speakers are turned on at the same time, they may spread far away. The sound is so loud that it can easily attract zombies. It feels a bit dangerous..."

Xu Qingwen glanced at him and said with a smile:

"Although the sound of the movie is loud, but even if the sound is not played at such a loud level, the zombies will still come outside the wall. Do you think the zombies can get in?"

"Forehead....."

Sui Dahua hesitated and said:

"But I think it's still a bit dangerous. If more zombies are attracted than usual..."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Qingwen interrupted him and said:

"No matter how many zombies there are, are they as many as the zombies in a thunderstorm natural disaster? Even if there are wall-climbing zombies, we still have ultraviolet lights on the wall. Look at so many ultraviolet lights. The leaders of the Oil City must have thought more carefully than us.

Don’t worry!”

Hearing what he said, Sui Dahua felt relieved.

"Dad, I'm so happy to watch TV! I haven't watched TV for a long time." A little girl next to Xu Qingwen said to Xu Qingwen excitedly with a smile on her face.

"Just be happy."

Xu Qingwen did not correct her on the difference between TV and movies.

He just smiled and touched her head, feeling happy and a little sad at the same time.

Watching a movie, something that was ordinary before the end of the world, seems so luxurious in the end of the world.

And this was also the first movie they watched in the apocalypse, and the trading market did not charge them any fees.

I just ask them not to crowd or compete for positions.

Everyone's viewing position is on a first-come, first-served basis. Those who arrive first can stand in the best position, and those who arrive later can only stand at the back.

...

Fifty meters away from the big screen, a seven or eight-year-old boy sat on the man's shoulders.

"Wow, Lao Deng, what is that?"

"Movie!"

"What is a movie?"

The man was stunned when he heard this, and then remembered that his son was watching a movie for the first time in his life.

He was born a year before the end of the world and has almost no memory of the time before the end of the world.

They were born into the end of the world and have never seen many things before the end of the world.

So in front of them, movies are a rarity.

"The movie is..."

He didn't know how to answer this question for a while.

"You'll know it when you see it."

"Before the apocalypse, we would go to the movies from time to time as a way of entertainment."

"Oh." The little boy seemed to understand.

"Is the movie good?" the little boy continued to ask.

The man thought for a while and said: "Some movies are good and some are not. It mainly depends on what kind of movie they are playing."

He was also looking forward to what movie would be shown tonight.

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Chapter completed!