In the evening, the well-dressed two worms boarded Heertra's aircraft and went to the reception together.

He Yan seriously suspected that half of the credit for Benson's reluctance to go with them was due to this aircraft covered in laser light armor.

Electronic rock music was playing in the aircraft, but Herter, the driver, swayed to the rhythm and hummed the lyrics. If he was not wearing a standard evening dress, He Yan would have thought they were going to a bar to have fun .

After the aircraft entered autopilot, Herter stopped the showy operation just now, glanced at Lan Xing and He Yan, and said in a casual but approving tone: "You two are really good."

"Thank you." Lan Xing happily accepted the compliment, and even praised it back, "Huahuachong, you are also handsome today."

"Hey." Hert smiled triumphantly, and said proudly, "Of course, I'm going to invite my dream lover to dance later, and I have to be handsome."

"Is there any news during today's meeting?" He Yan checked the news for a long time, but did not see any unusual reports, and planned to ask Hert, who was present at the meeting.

"Yes." Speaking of this, Herter suddenly got excited, no longer looked at the console, turned around and took a gossip posture.

He Yan leaned forward in cooperation, and Lan Xing habitually touched He Yan's shoulder.

Seeing the intimate actions of the two of them, Herter was startled for a while, but did not comment on it, but talked about the gossip at the meeting.

"The morning meeting is coming to an end, and Kufi is wearing a military uniform and striding into the conference room." Heert said while showing admiration, as if reminiscing about the Zerg with a tall figure and a firm and cold gaze The marshal, passing countless surprised gazes with dignity, sat in his own seat as if nothing had happened.

"Sorry, I'm late because I didn't receive the notice of the meeting, so you go ahead." Herter imitated Kufei's tone and expression vividly.

He Yan had seen Kufei with his own eyes, and had heard Kufei speak face to face, and he was indeed the same as Hert's performance, with an overpowering aura of majesty in his politeness.

"That position was temporarily asked to be added before he came in." Hert smacked his lips to express his dissatisfaction, "Even if he didn't participate sometimes in previous years, he would reserve a position. I didn't want to withdraw the position directly this year. .”

"Those worms must have wonderful expressions, right?" He Yan asked pointedly.

After chatting with Benson that day, they had identified those bugs who wanted to use the trade fair to cause trouble, and Benson must have told Hert about the situation.

"That's right, because Kufi came last, they must have thought that he would not participate in this year's Chamber of Commerce at first." Herter understood it, and laughed a little, "The few important government officials sitting in front lookBy the time Kufi comes in, it's like having a brazier under your ass."

"Ants on a hot pot." He Yan could imagine that those politicians with ulterior motives should want to stand up when they saw the panicked appearance of Ku Fei when he entered the venue, but due to his status and occasion, he could only Sit back and look at each other.

"What the hell?" Herter was a little curious because there were no such creatures as ants in the Zerg world.

"It's nothing." Every time Herter made a metaphor, He Yan could make up a very funny picture in his brain, so he said the idiom of the original world unconsciously.

"Oh." Herter didn't delve into it, and speculated with an appreciative smile: "Kufei must have done it on purpose, how could he not know the time of the meeting? He probably wanted those who tried to laugh at him The worms are devoured."

"Yes." He Yan nodded in agreement, "Attack suddenly when the opponent relaxes his vigilance, disrupt the opponent's plan, and let them mess up."

"That's right, that's what it means." Herter slapped his thigh, excited as if what He Yan just said was a compliment to him.

He Yan noticed that Herter always called Kufei by his first name, and he was very excited every time he mentioned Kufei, so he had a small guess in his heart, but he didn't say it out.

"What about His Majesty Mino? I remember it was mentioned in the report that he will attend the meeting today?" He Yan continued to ask about what happened on the Chamber of Commerce.

"I participated in the morning." When talking about Mino, Herter's mood was obviously much calmer, and he even didn't want to mention it, "But since Kufei appeared, he has been keeping a cold face, and in the afternoon, he excused himself from being unwell and didn't even attend the meeting. Now, it seems that the two of them are really having a fight."

After speaking, he pursed his mouth angrily, to show that he didn't like Mino's petty behavior.

Originally resting his chin on He Yan's shoulder, Lan Xing, who was listening carefully to the two worms' conversation, suddenly leaned back and let out a long, inconspicuous breath.

Herter thought that Lanxing thought their conversation was boring, so he looked mysterious and asked with some complacency, "Did you not prepare masks?"

The last time Herter showed this expression was when they were about to leave 2779 and asked if they were wearing sunglasses.

"Mask?" Although there will definitely be a show to show off, He Yan still expressed his doubts very truthfully. When he received the invitation before, he didn't see that it was a makeup reception.

"Yes, yesterday's temporary addition, but it can be worn or not." Herter explained.

According to Hert's playful personality, He Yan knew that he must have prepared to wear a mask, and there were more than one.

Sure enough, Herter raised his hand and took out a box full of masks from the storage compartment above the aircraft, and generously handed it over: "Come, pick whatever you want."

He Yan looked at the various cosmetic masks in the box, and guessed that these should not be prepared temporarily, but regular supplies.

It seems that he underestimated Herter.

As soon as Lan Xing changed his depressed mood, he came over curiously to have a look.

He Yan picked out a half-face mask with white feathers for him: "How about this one? It matches your dress very well."

Lan Xing nodded in satisfaction, and immediately took it up.

Those feathers were imitated with special materials. After Lan Xing put them on, the feathers glowed with a little soft light. At first glance, it seemed that there was star dust floating around Lan Xing's face, bringing his face to life. Zhang's beautiful face is even more beautiful.

"It looks good." He Yan praised sincerely.

"Then you wear this." Lan Xing chose the same black feather mask for He Yan.

"This is a couple's mask." There was a tangled look of "I don't know if I should say it or not" on Herter's face.

"Is there any problem?" Lan Xing asked inexplicably after helping He Yan put on the mask.

Herter looked at the two young bugs who looked very good and seductive in front of him, and shook his head mysteriously.

Maybe he was overthinking, he thought in a trance.

The venue of the reception was set at the Royal Banquet Hall in St. Ruixing District. After going through numerous security checkpoints, the three worms arrived at the reception.

The building hosting the reception continues the retro style of St. Ruixing District. The wide marble steps reflect the lights on both sides. Because there are no other tall buildings nearby, look up from the bottom of the steps to the magnificent banquet hall on the top. The background is a gorgeous starry sky, and walking up the stairs seems to be stepping into the Milky Way.

He Yan curled up one arm, and after Lan Xing got up, he led Lan Xing slowly up the marble steps.

Hert also became serious as a whole, walking beside him with his head held high and his chest steady.

"Did you say that wearing a mask was specially added for me?" Lan Xing turned his head and asked He Yan in a low voice.

"It should be." He Yan replied.

They met Mino and Kufi yesterday when they were shopping for a dress at a tailor shop, and anyone could guess why they bought the dress.

Lan Xing let out a slightly relaxed "Oh", and He Yan patted his hand in his arms, and comforted him with a voice that was low enough to calm his mind: "Don't worry."

After walking the long marble steps and passing through the towering hall door, the first thing that catches the eye is the nearly 200-square-meter rose flower bed in the reception room. Roses of different varieties and colors compete for beauty, and the air is full of intoxicating Rose fragrance.

He Yan felt Lan Xing clenched his arm tightly, because the mask well concealed his facial expressions, so he could only see Lan Xing's slightly parted lips, looking a little surprised.

A dozen blue butterflies formed by virtual light and shadow danced among the flowers. After they entered, one of the butterflies flew towards them across the flower bed, flew around Blue Star and landed on his shoulder. Slowly fluttering its light and shadow wings, it seems unwilling to leave.

Lan Xing's eyes fell on the butterfly on his shoulder, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Lan Xing, are you okay?" He Yan asked worriedly, "If you don't feel well, we'll go back now."

"It's okay, I just feel a little familiar." Lan said calmly, "I'm still a little happy."

"The female father is already inside, let's go in too." After confirming Benson's location through the optical brain, Hert walked in front of them and entered the venue while talking.

A lot of worms had already arrived at the reception, and the sound of "jingle bells" from light touches of wine glasses could be heard from time to time in the soft conversation. Many worms were wearing masks, and even well-known worms couldn't be recognized at a glance.

After meeting Benson, Benson didn't explain any specific matters, he just said to let them have fun, so He Yan took Lan Xing to get some food.

"He Yan, do you think they will take the initiative to come to us?" Lan Xing asked with some concern.

A worm who is usually very clever, but tonight asked him two obvious questions. He Yan knew that Lan Xing had an emotion similar to "feeling close to home".

"Yes." He glanced at the virtual butterfly still resting on Lan Xing's shoulder, "No, we'll go find them ourselves."

At this moment, the butterfly seemed to understand what he said, and quickly flapped its wings.