The next day, Marine City Stadium.
The seats were fully occupied, the crowd was immense, and media journalists with their cameras stood around, wanting to document this historic, forever memorable moment.
Caroline Edwin was wearing a fluffy base shirt, covered by a blue, loose-fitting knitted sweater, and below, she wore silk stockings and a white pleated skirt.
Her black, lustrous hair was slightly curled, cascading over her shoulders. Even with a mask concealing her face, her fashionable attire and outstanding figure still attracted many glances.
She casually found a seat and sat down, next to a girl with a round and plump face and clear, bottomless eyes.
The cheerful young girl struck up a conversation, "Miss, are you here to listen to Director Fuller's speech too? Isn't Director Fuller so amazing that he makes us ordinary mortals feel out of our league?"
Caroline could tell there was genuineness in the other's tone and her eyes sparkled with emotion.
