As a woman, it can be said that she is perfectly integrated into the earth and often shops online.

Compared with the wind, Dukao is much inferior, and he doesn't understand many new things and popular memes on the Internet at all.

"What is Pinduoduo?" Ducao asked.

"An online shopping app that was created this year."

Lian Feng explained: "They used the means of pulling people to give discounts, and the viral development is second only to Taobao and Jingdong's online shopping APP.

For example, if you want to buy a mobile phone, the price is 5000 yuan, and at this time, you can pull people to get discounts, and you can buy it for zero yuan if you cut it to 100%.

The first knife is cut to 80%, the second knife is cut to 99%, the third knife is 99.9%, and the decimal point is kept pushing, 100% is the truth that you are always close to but cannot reach.

It is said that an anchor pulled people to cut more than 30,000 knives in the live broadcast room, and he didn't take down a mobile phone. ”

More than 30,000 dollars?

Teacher Liu sighed with some astonishment: "It's really a bull to introduce Pinduoduo, let alone more than 30,000 knives, I handed over my mobile phone before he raised the knife." ”

"It's a fitting analogy."

Dukao bowed slightly, and concluded, "Let's let An Lan and Rena train the male company as much as possible."

Sweat more in peacetime and shed less blood in wartime, don't be too economical in terms of materials, and support in terms of the scorching sun, you can talk about it again. ”

"Yes!"

……

It's twilight again.

Seven or eight days have passed since An Lan first trained the male soldier company. In this week, An Lan drilled the male soldier company three more times.

Each of these three companies lasted longer and longer, from the initial six minutes to the epic fifteen minutes, which was a huge improvement.

In just a few exercises, Rose, the commander, and Ge Xiaolun and others learned what tactical coordination is and what is called tentative attack while preserving themselves.

Anlan's danger level has also increased from 4.0 a week ago to 4.3, which is also a rapid progress.

It's just that the feeling as if a part of life and life is missing is still lingering, and it has always pressed on An Lan's heart.

A week of violent catharsis did not ease An Lan's mood, and it still felt bad as it had been a week ago.

"Since you left

Since then, I have lost my gentleness

The road is long and waiting in this snowy mountain

Listening to the cold wind still ......"

An Lan sat on the horizontal bar on the training ground, with his mobile phone in his pocket and music playing, unconsciously looking at the mountains and the distance beyond the courtyard wall.

The Super Seminary is nestled between the mountains, and the view here is actually very good.

It's just that those who live in the Super Divine Academy are either Ge Xiaolun, who are fighters who have to be trained every day, and they don't have the time and opportunity to enjoy the scenery at all.

As young people, they are more inclined to go to the Internet café opened by Anlan in the dormitory to open the black after they have leisure.

And the cosmic people who have lived here for many years, not to mention, there is no scenery in the familiar place.

In a trance, An Lan found that he seemed to be the person who liked the scenery here the most in the Super Divine Academy.

The mountains turned red in the setting sun, and the trees seemed to have been dyed. In the vast sky, there are eagles flying vigorously, and fish swimming briskly in the clear water.

It's just that such a beautiful scenery can't seem to suppress the anxiety and throbbing in An Lan's heart.

"What song are you listening to?"

Qi Lin, who had just finished training and eating, quietly approached An Lan from behind and handed An Lan one of the two bottles of Arctic Ocean in his hand.

"Daolang's "Love Song of the West Sea"."

An Lan took the Arctic Ocean, gritted it with his teeth and replied: "I don't know why, I seem to have a lot of feelings about this song, whether it is the main song part or the chorus part." ”

"It's a really good song."

Qi Lin nodded and affirmed: "It sounds like a sense of loneliness like the Gobi Desert, my dad likes this song very much, he is a die-hard fan of Daolang."

He said that there are very few singers like Daolang who write and sing by themselves, and this kind of person can be called an artist. ”

"Your dad thinks so highly of Daolang?"

"Uh-huh."

An Lan laughed and teased: "I remember someone said that Daolang's songs are only liked by farmers who have no taste. ”

"What qualifications does she have to comment on Daolang's songs?"

Qi Lin also read the news, clenched her fists and said indignantly: "The songs she is famous for are not written by herself."

A drama said that the artist has no taste, where did she get her face?

Moreover, at Wanda's annual meeting last year, Wanda boss Wang Jianlin also sang "Xihai Love Song", so Wang Jianlin is also a farmer, and he is still a farmer. ”

"Wang Jianlin is really a peasant leader." An Lan smiled.

Qi Lin said: "I am also a farmer, my father is also a farmer, count up how many generations whose ancestors are not farmers or workers?"

There are really a few stinky money, and after singing a few broken songs, I don't know how many pounds and taels I have. ”

Young girls don't seem to be uninterested in the entertainment industry, and Qi Lin has a particularly low evaluation of spicy women.

"Some people have things that change all the time." An Lan just smiled and looked into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

"What will change?"

Qi Lin blinked and asked, not understanding An Lan's grimace and words.

An Lan did not answer.

Qi Lin looked at An Lan again and asked, "Why don't you drink water?"

I remember you said you like to drink the Arctic Ocean, not Fanta. ”

An Lan's preferences and special words he said, Qi Lin has always remembered.

Whether it was the last time we ate barbecue together and said that we liked to drink the Arctic Ocean, or the last time in the dormitory corridor, An Lan said that he would marry her one day.

"Did I say I like to drink the Arctic Ocean?" An Lan was slightly stunned, looking at the bottle in his hand with some doubts.

"Last time, when I had a barbecue with your cousin and Rose." Qi Lin reminded in a whisper.

Come to think of it.

"Oh, it doesn't matter if the Arctic Ocean or Fanta is, but at that time it was Rose who paid for it.

You know, six pieces of a bottle in the Arctic Ocean, three pieces of Fanta. ”

An Lan still looked at the mountains in the distance and said.

"I knew ......"

Qi Lin muttered, and then looked up at An Lan's face, and in a trance, Qi Lin had a very inexplicable feeling: An Lan seemed to be very anxious and tired.

Not physically, but psychologically.

Thinking about it carefully, in the past week or so, An Lan can't say that he can't give up, but he does wander more than before, and his words are not as lively and sharp as before.

Most importantly, I always look out beyond the courtyard walls from time to time, as if this place is no longer worth nostalgia for, and I desperately want to leave here.

Go for someone you care about, or explore the unknown distances.

"Bang, bang......"

Qi Lin's heart beat suddenly, and she suddenly became frightened, she was afraid that her instincts were true.