It's still the same hill, the same park, and the sky dyed red by the sunset.

The girl in Meixing Academy's uniform stood quietly on the platform of the park, silently watching the beautiful sunset created by artificial means. The breeze gently blew the girl's usual vitality, but now she looked very weak. The girl's expression was a little depressed, her eyes were unfocused, and her thoughts kept recalling the phone call just now with difficulty.

"Lan Huajiang! Sorry! I can't do anything I can do! The thing I had originally negotiated with the program team was cancelled because I temporarily joined the program of Galaxy singer Lin Mingmei. Lan Hua! Don't be discouraged! We still have a chance!" The president's voice kept echoing in the girl's mind.

After Lan Hua officially debuted, she worked hard according to the arrangement of the president. In order to gather even a little fans, she had to sweat 200%. However, it was different from the original work. The mountains that were originally blocking Lan Hua changed from one to two. In addition to the Galaxy Fairy Shirley Lu, there is also a towering mountain of Galaxy singer Lin Mingmei waiting for Lan Hua's arrival further away. There is no doubt that Lan Hua's pressure is extremely huge. Compared with the original work, it was still a small fight and sometimes defeated, but in the end it still achieved a different result. All media and all TV stations started from the moment Lin Mingmei officially announced the concert again, all eyes and focus were attracted to Lin Mingmei. In order to attract attention, the media, which had good news, did not hesitate to launch the so-called discussion with the title of the great duel between Galaxy singer and Galaxy Fairy.

With the public's eyes concentrated on two singers known for their name, Lan Hua and the president have been hit by the media's temporary changes of mind more than once. At the beginning, Lan Hua continued to encourage and comfort himself, but this situation continued to occur. After frequent occurrences, Lan Hua gradually became depressed. After the president noticed it, he tried his best to make Lan Hua laugh, hoping that Lan Hua would not be so depressed.

Lan Hua picked up the puppet-like mobile phone, looked at the text message sent by the president, thought silently for a while, and rubbed the puppet mobile phone with his thumb a few times. The projection screen immediately showed a name. Arte Lan Hua had a lot to say in her heart, but she only thought of Arte Saotome.

The ringtone rang slowly at a certain rhythm. In the girl's expectation, this rhythmic ringtone was eventually automatically cancelled because it had exceeded the time.

"Arte, what are you doing?" Lan Hua lowered his hand weakly and lowered his head and said in frustration.

In the gradually passing sunset, the girl's helpless figure grew longer and longer. Behind the stone tablet not far away, a figure was silently staring at the girl.

After a whole day of work, the fatigue accumulated was dispelled by the warm water. Shirley lay in the bathtub and sighed comfortably: "I'm so tired!"

"Sherry Lu. Thank you for your hard work today!" The voice of the agent came from outside.

"Yeah! It's okay! It's good to have a rest!" Shirley stretched and responded casually. From the corner of her eyes, she saw the remote control placed on the small table, so Shirley took it over and turned on the small TV placed behind the bathtub.

As soon as the TV was turned on, a very familiar face appeared in Shirley. Lin Mingmei!

"It seems that senior is ready to start!" Shirley Lu murmured as she looked at the interaction between the host and Lin Mingmei.

Although Shirley Lu is very optimistic about Lan Hua, a Cinderella-like junior, Lan Hua will find it difficult to reach Shirley Lu's level for a while. Now a more challenging existence has appeared. This immediately awakened Shirley Lu to face it.

At this time, the agent's voice sounded again. "Sherry Lu. Just now, Meiwen-Fang-Long sent a few tickets to the concert. Are you going?"

"Meiweng?" Shirley turned off the voice of the small TV and said in confusion.

"Lin Mingmei's new agent!" Grace added.

As soon as she heard the name Lin Mingmei, Shirley Lu agreed without hesitation. After asking the agent to keep the tickets, Shirley Lu buried her body in the thick bubble again, feeling the warmth, and her thoughts began to float around.

After fifty years of separation from the Milky Way, Lin Mingmei's first public concert will surely cause the entire Milky Way to be crazy! Even the sensation caused by her public appearance at Miss MACROSS cannot be compared with the upcoming concert.

In Shirley's eyes, the host on the TV had already quipped that the tickets for the first concert had been cleaned up within minutes of public sale. According to backstage statistics, most of these tickets were not purchased by local audiences of the 25th Troupe, but by audiences from all over the Galaxy. In response, the host also complained that the organizer would disclose the tickets to the entire Galaxy, rather than to the 25th Troupe.

In response to the host's complaint, the new agent sitting next to Lin Mingmei announced in the name of Kais that this was taken to give fans of the entire Galaxy a chance to come to the concert. With this explanation, the host could only smile bitterly.

"Is it all Galaxy?" Shirley murmured after turning off the TV.

Under the soft light, two figures sat face to face in front of the dining table.

Howard cut the steak into small pieces, put it in his mouth, chewed it carefully, swallowed it, picked up the red wine and took a sip, then looked up at the woman sitting opposite him, his daughter Catherine said, "Catherine, why did that lady do this? She should know what the situation is like now."

Catherine put down her knife and fork when she heard this. As now, the two fathers and daughters had very few opportunities to sit together for dinner together. She didn't want to talk about any work at this time, but when her father asked, she had to answer. She sighed secretly and said, "Father, Miss Lin Mingmei will do this, so she naturally has her considerations. And father, don't forget the purpose of my own return to the fleet."

Howard seemed not very satisfied with Catherine's statement. He continued: "Although Lin Mingmei is a galaxy singer, her influence is really huge. Why do we hold a concert that can attract the attention of the entire Galaxy when our fleet is facing the deadly threat of those bugs now? If the bugs suddenly hit during that period, our fleet will become sinners."

Catherine knew what her father was worried about, but before the final result came out, Catherine could not tell everything. She knew that there must be a man's eyeliner around her father. Before taking control of the man's evidence, Catherine had to find a way to fool her father.

Catherine thought for a while and said, "Father. I can guarantee that there will be no catastrophic problems in our fleet during the concert. I guarantee this in the name of Captain MACROSS Phoenix."

"Is it disastrous?" Howard heard a key noun from his daughter. He squinted his eyes, thought for a moment and then continued to deal with the steak, and from time to time he cared about Catherine's major life events.

Although he was a little helpless about his father's mouth selling this person all day long, Catherine was relieved after seeing that his father was no longer obsessed with the upcoming concert issue. Now, he had basically confirmed the identity of the traitor, and was only one last step away from catching the most critical evidence. Thinking of this, Catherine looked at his father with some concern. In that man's plan, his father must be an obstacle that must be eradicated. Should he dispatch a team of people to secretly protect his father? At this time, Catherine suddenly remembered Ozma. Catherine shook her head quickly and drew Ozma's face into her mind.

"How could I think of him?" Catherine thought while responding to her father's questioning.

Ozma, who was in the conference room, suddenly sneezes, causing Yong, who was sitting aside, to jump up quickly.

"Sorry! Sir! You're rude!" Ozma said while taking out a tissue and wiping it.

After Rang Yong-Dyson sat back on his original position, He Wuming gently let go of Ozma who interrupted the meeting. After signaling to continue to be quiet, He Wuming pressed a button on his personal terminal. A set of data popped up.

He Wuming pointed to this set of data and began to explain the next action arrangement. After combining the information sent by Jiu Lisa, He Wuming came up with a reason. Mishima and Grace, who reached a consensus, will definitely have actions in the near future. This action is obviously directed to the ruling team of the ship. In this situation, He Wuming decided to arrange SMS personnel to monitor and protect various targets. The new team formed by Skeleton Team and Yong-Dyson and Lockeon are responsible for sweeping the bugs around the ship and the possible front-line nests. Before that wave of expected large-scale attacks, the insects' power in this airspace should be reduced as much as possible. While fighting, more data and experiment with newly developed insect weapons are also collected.

"Ask a question!" Uncle Yong asked with his right hand high.

"Say!" He nodded inexplicably.

"Am I responsible for leading a team?" Uncle Yong said with a smile, as if he was saying that I don't want to lead the team, I want to go solo!

He looked at Uncle Yong's bright smile for no reason, sighed silently and said, "Captain Yong, you are allowed to move freely. But you must provide support to your teammates. I think you can do this, right?"
Chapter completed!