Qinghe Group is located in the hinterland of the Central Plains, but unlike other consortia that often control several, or even a dozen barriers, Qinghe Group's control area has always been only one, according to the number of the barrier alliance, it should be the No. 66 barrier.

But over the years, Qinghe Group's own people have not called it Barrier 66, but called Los Angeles.

Over time, others began to call the barrier Los Angeles.

As special as the 178 Fortress.

At the beginning of the establishment of the Barrier Alliance, Qinghe Group showed a strong side, they had a fixed organization, a solid organizational structure, and many technologies that were retained from before the catastrophe, of course, they did not retain all of them.

At first, other consortia were wary of Qinghe Group, but after a long time, everyone found that Qinghe Group did not seem to be very interested in expanding its territory.

Moreover, in the previous resource competition in the Central Plains, Qinghe Group could not be seen, they were just stubbornly looking for something.

But what's even more strange is that the person who is now in charge of the Qinghe Group is surnamed Xu, and the old Xu family is a single lineage, it is said that the ancestors sold sanitary napkins, and later there was a technical genius called Xu Promise, and the big boss of Qinghe flew Huang Tengda.

However, the big boss of Qinghe seems to have no descendants, so the Xu family is in charge of the Qinghe Group, but they always insist that they are only a minority shareholder, and when the heir of the major shareholder is found, they will abdicate and make way for Xian.

This matter was still a joke before, in this wasteland world, how can anyone abdicate and make way for Xian?

Today, Qinghe Group has become a very special existence in the Central Plains, it is located between the Wang, Chen, and Confucian consortiums, the Wang occupies the northwest position of the Central Plains, and is connected with the northwest, the Kong family is located in the northeast, connecting the sea and the Kanto, and the Zhou family is located at the intersection of the three rivers, radiating to the south.

There are more than a dozen remaining consortia, but these three are indeed the strongest.

But Qinghe Group is special, not because of its special geographical location, but because of its way of life, Los Angeles has the largest institution of higher learning in the entire barrier alliance, and it is the closest to the teaching mode before the catastrophe.

Since the establishment of the university, the other foundations have served their own technology, and all of them have a very utilitarian main direction, and the research of all disciplines is all aimed at one day improving the strength of the foundation, and the children of other foundations are not allowed to enter their universities.

The difference between Qinghe University is that anyone can take the exam, and the teaching is varied, and even art categories are opened on top of this wasteland.

When this course was launched, many foundations were jokingly saying, "Where is there still a soil for art to survive today?"

Moreover, when other consortia acquired the heritage of pre-catastrophic civilization, they focused on laboratory materials and some scientific and technological achievements, while Qinghe Group accepted everything, and even sent people to find it themselves, they seemed to be particularly interested in calligraphy, paintings, and antiques, saying that they were treasures of mankind.

Such a consortium is like an outlier in the wasteland, and there is no second consortium like them in the world.

At this time, Qinghe University had just finished class, and there were students on the green campus who walked out of the classroom happily with schoolbags on their backs, some people rushed to the teaching building where they were going to the next class, and some people had no more courses, so they simply went directly to participate in club activities.

A girl with a peaked cap walked outside the school with a schoolbag on her back, alone, with a tall posture.

At this moment, someone behind her called out to her, "Yang Xiaojian!"

Yang Xiaojin looked back calmly, "Is there something wrong?"

There were a lot of people on the other side, and the person who spoke was a very tall college student, wearing a white shirt, and his smile was very sunny, and he smiled at Yang Xiaojian, "We have a friendship in the evening, and we invite you to join us.

Yang Xiaojin shook her head, "I'm just here to learn knowledge, and I'm not interested in friendship." ”

Some people behind the boy were whispering, and someone seemed to be whispering to the boy, "Don't be hypocritical, hurry up and say it." ”

The boy seemed to hesitate for a long time, and suddenly said, "Yang Xiaojin, I like you, can you give me a chance......?"

However, these words were interrupted by Yang Xiaojian: "I have someone I like." ”

The boy froze, not knowing what to say, and had the idea of retreating.

Yang Xiaojin shook his head and said, "You see, your feelings are not very deep, today I rejected you, tomorrow you will like someone else again, your so-called liking is just a speculative temptation, once blocked, you will immediately retreat." ”

Someone next to him suddenly whispered, "That's a bit too much." ”

The boy struggled, "And who do you like, the student council president?" or ......."

Yang Xiaojin shook his head again, "He's not in Los Angeles, you think that student council president is excellent because you haven't had a chance to see the outside world, and the person I like, he has never been a flower in a greenhouse." ”

It's just that Yang Xiaojin is not sure if he is still alive now, the crimson javelin pierced the other party's body in front of her eyes, and the mob organization promised to avenge her, but on the condition that she must do ten things for the mob.

In the past two months, she has kept asking her aunt if she has heard from the other party, but she has received a negative answer.

The aunt arranged for her to continue her studies at Qinghe University and learned the details of the Qinghe Group, but Yang Xiaojin was never an ordinary student, she had killed people, and she had accompanied someone to build a certain hope in the wilderness until that hope was shattered.

But it doesn't matter, she believes that the other party will survive, and she will find the other party sooner or later.

Yang Xiaojin turned to leave, she walked all the way back to her nest in Los Angeles along Kaiyuan Avenue, and then kept disassembling her sniper rifle and wiping it at home.

After repeating it a few times, he pressed the gunpowder for all kinds of bullets with his own hands, and if the students in the school saw this scene, they would probably be shocked, this is not a toy that a little girl should have.

It was only at this time that Yang Xiaojin's mood slowly calmed down, but in fact, under the calm appearance, there was a warm heart.

She went to the kitchen to cook herself a meal, then crushed the remaining chopped green onions and pressed out the juices.

Yang Xiaojin took a thin brush, then took out a thousand paper cranes from his pocket, opened them, dipped the brush in green onion juice and wrote a few lines of small characters on the white paper, and then folded the thousand paper cranes again.

I saw that the thousand paper cranes spread their wings, as if they had suddenly come to life, and flew away towards the west.

After the other party receives the thousand paper cranes, they only need to bake them slightly on the fire, and the handwriting inside will be immediately revealed.

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