Please make money.

After Alia left, Professor Zhou rushed over after hearing the news. He was very surprised: "She is going?"

"...Yes." Teacher Ma rubbed his face: "So what does this mean? What will happen if she goes there?"

"World-class performances, a tour and exchange meeting of nine invited soprano singers from three opera houses. The most recent one was held in Siam, right before your summit... Well, now I know why Siam spent so much effort to invite such people. Is this considered an opening ceremony? It's quite tasteful."

"Siam has developed well in recent years. In order to enhance its influence, it has been actively participating in various international activities. Hosting international conferences is just one of the ways. If I were their consultant, I would ask them to apply to host the World Cup - even if the whole world didn't know where Bangkok was before, after the World Cup, everyone would know it. This advertisement is worth at least 10 billion US dollars."

"Okay, okay, I know your expertise. My idea is that the child is talented. If she sees the performances of the best, she will resonate with them. Then she will know how precious her voice is!"

"…Normal people wouldn't be like this."

"That's because you don't have talent, so it won't be like this. Who doesn't want to be a talented person? In the right industry, you can easily shine!"

Professor Zhou was gentle and had no intention of giving in at this moment: "Old Ma, I'm not kidding you. Even if this child goes directly to negotiate with the principal, I will transfer her to our music department. You have no idea what her talent means. Even my graduate students don't have her talent. Her foundation is even better than Xiao Guo's! Give me ten years... no, five years, and I am sure I can train her to be a world-class bel canto singer."

Director Ma raised his eyebrows. Xiao Guo, as his wife's favorite student, is already one of the top soprano singers in the country.

But even so, according to his wife, Xiao Guo, who is one of the top singers in China, can only be considered as second-rate among the world's top female bel canto singers.

"Are you really that talented?"

"Music can touch the soul. Those kids can't hear it, but I can hear that it has the power to move people's hearts!"

Professor Zhou looked at the sunlight outside the window with a dazed look in his eyes: "She sang about the flame of revenge, but her voice had the most beautiful radiance of the sun..."

"..."

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"Everyone is going to Siam, and I have to go too. Something bad is bound to happen."

"what?"

"Gather your colleagues. I will give them a monthly salary 20 points higher than the market price. I will also equip them with weapons. Give me at least a platoon."

"……what?"

"When you were working, how many people were there in a platoon?"

"About forty."

An Lele counted on his fingers and found that he had worked for several different employers during his summer vacation. If you count the most luxurious one, that would be forty.

"A three-man command group, three nine-man infantry squads, and a ten-man firepower reinforcement squad."

"You're using American regulations - where's the equipment?"

"At the squad level, there are three-three systems. Among the nine people, there are two three-person assault teams, and the remaining three people are the fire support team. The assault team is usually equipped with assault rifles. In addition to grenade launchers and sniper rifles with high-power scopes, the fire support team also has a squad machine gun."

"All fully loaded, what kind of equipment is the platoon-level firepower reinforcement squad? Can we get it?"

"It's not a big problem. For the firepower reinforcement squad, one machine gun group will be responsible for fire suppression, and the other two missile groups will be responsible for fire suppression."

The missiles here are certainly not the kind that fly over from across continents, but shoulder-fired anti-armor missiles.

For attacking armored units or breaking through obstacles, the most common weapons are naturally javelins and stingers.

You see, getting these things is not difficult for A-mei, who has distribution bases all over the world, and An Lele also has her own connections.

"Increase the proportion of logistics and medical care."

"Then we need to add more people. We need to add more people to carry out missions. Usually we add front-line artillery fire guidance observers, helicopter guidance observers, and paramedics. Now we can change the front-line artillery fire guidance observers to paramedics?"

"Well, we still need helicopters. We need at least two, rescue helicopters will do - can we get armored vehicles?"

"It's a bit difficult, mainly because Siam is a tropical area, so it's not very suitable to use these things. It would be very convenient in a desert area."

Alia thought about it and agreed. Siam was densely populated by trees and rivers, so armored vehicles would not be very useful, so she did not force it.

"So recruit 40 people for me. How much will each person earn per month after the salary increase?"

"The top team only costs 30,000 dollars per person. If you have equipment, it can be even cheaper."

"Let's calculate it based on 30. If there are any problems, I'll give them a day as wartime allowance. If they die or get injured, I'll pay for their compensation. If there are no casualties on this mission, I'll give them another % bonus."

An Lele calculated that the manpower alone would cost more than 1.5 million US dollars a month, nearly 10 million national yuan.

Are you going to overthrow a certain small country?

Let’s just say that this money plus the equipment that Anlele can get is enough for Alia to buy a third world tribal chief to play with.

"The last book disgusted me, and I have a bad feeling that the elements this time are too dense."

How could it not be dense? When Alia went to the book once before traveling through time, the elements were similar to those now.

There were student union exchanges, the military's old practice of going its own way, the dark world and no dark world - it was so lively.

In addition, as the protagonist, she felt that she could not just sit there and wait for things to happen and then clean up the mess when they happened.

That is to say, we are not short of money now, right? It’s best to be at ease.

"Miss, are you suffering from paranoia?"

"You don't understand. People nowadays don't like to read about this. Family members being kidnapped and then being rescued by the underworld. It's useful but it's cliché. More importantly, we need to be innovative in what we do now. Urban literature ten years ago all used this trick. We can't always use the same trick to succeed everywhere."

It seems that Ailia is not afraid to spend money. The total loss of a supermarket burned down was estimated to be only a few million. She turned around and donated 300 million to the Tianhai City Fire Brigade.

Burning down a supermarket is no big deal. The only thing she’s worried about is that one day she’s not here, and the headquarters building gets burned down. Will she be able to rush back in time to save the situation?

An Lele felt that her eldest daughter was really suffering from paranoia, but it was not a big problem. When it comes to spending money, safety comes first.

"After you recruit the right people, have them go to Siam and take care of Ajing and Xiaoyu. They can take the initiative to open fire when necessary. I will cover for them if anything goes wrong."

"Ah, that's not the case. When it comes to security, they usually just take the bullets. It's rare for them to take the initiative to open fire."

"Come on, why should my people take the blame? When it comes to that, who should I give face to?"

"also……"

An Lele thought that this task was quite easy to complete. There was money, equipment, and a big boss to take responsibility. This was one of the rare tasks on the market that required free money.

She made a list of acquaintances in her mind, thinking about getting a few of the best soldiers over, or directly recruiting some professional personnel in an organized manner.

However, this established system cannot be used by those guys who can only play the game of fishing ponds. Some guys with luxurious equipment but who can only clean up the battlefield are useless.

With a high monthly salary of 30,000 US dollars, we can recruit world-class experts. This is not bragging but reality.

You have to know that Yemen was in chaos at the time, and the world-famous players from Colombia brought their own food to participate, and their monthly salary was only $8,000.

If there were no war, and they were simply helping to monitor miners in the UAE, they would only earn more than 3,000 yuan a month.

The two checked the equipment requirements and even made a list, including and not limited to the easy-to-get distribution goods.

To be honest, the quality control in Europe is actually better, but that stuff is expensive and it hurts to use it.

As for that unspeakable country of agricultural tools - it’s better not to touch that thing.

That is to say, they basically don’t do personal market business, they are all aiming for wholesale.

Don't wait until the two sides have a business negotiation and An Lele takes out a 107 from his pocket and demonstrates on the spot that he can fire without a gun mount. That would be really funny.

"Okay, that's it. Let's arrange it. I also need to talk to Mr. Lei. We can't go there in vain. We have to earn back the money from Siam."

The more you work, the more you earn. Whoever has money gets it.

In China, we just focus on business, be a service provider that the people like, and make high-quality and low-priced products.

She is fleecing other people's sheep abroad. If she doesn't squeeze money from the Siamese people, can't she take a bite from the international hot money?

Just when An Lele was about to say something, a figure appeared at the classroom door.

An Lele, who was about to go to class, picked up the textbook and said, "Miss, you are on your own."

The boys who were listening to the two urban soldiers bragging were listening with great interest. When they saw that they stopped bragging, they turned around to see who was so proud.

Hmm? Is this the teacher? Isn't today's lecturer Lao Ma?

Professor Zhou walked in with a smile, sat down in the empty seat next to An Lele, and handed Alia a document.

"Come on, kid, sign this and go to our music school. We will guarantee you a place in graduate school."

"Teacher Zhou, I've said before that I have no intention of developing in this direction for the time being..."

Ailia was a little helpless. She didn't know this person before, but later she got to know him. He is one of the true god-level figures in domestic vocal music.

Otherwise, why do they say that higher education institutions are home to many talented people? As a master of bel canto education, she won domestic awards when she was in China, won French awards when she went to study in France, and won Soviet awards when she went to the former Soviet Union for exchanges. Whenever she passed by Vienna, people would give her a medal.

The president of Tianhai City Music Association is someone's student, and the dean of Tianhai Conservatory of Music is also someone's student. How could Ailia deserve to become someone's disciple?

I mean, this skill tree, Alia wants to click on it, it seems very powerful.

But your excessive enthusiasm is a bit overwhelming for me - I'm not the type to devote myself to the art of music!

It was hard for Alia to imagine herself standing in some golden hall or art palace and singing soprano one day.

That is to say, she can sing the ray of dismissal from the cabinet, but she has never learned coloratura soprano.

Talent? This adjustment can be done by just finding a practitioner with enough Qi in his Dantian, right?

She had asked the other party before. The senior girl in khaki was also a good seedling that she valued, but her voice could not compare to Alia's talent.

The other party's strength lies in his aura comparable to that of a top singer. He is considered a very good talent and can be considered her registered disciple.

But it is obvious that Teacher Zhou is a person who values ​​talent, and even has a bit of double standards.

"I know you're going to bring up Xiaozhuang again. I've said before that she might have better development in other areas, but that's not because she can't sing, but because compared to her musical talent, her other talents are better - and you, Xiaoai, your musical talent overwhelms all other talents. Believe me, teacher, your voice was born for music."

"...Ahem, that, Mr. Zhou, I'm not in good health. I'm just like the senior student you mentioned before. I'm too thin and my breath is not strong enough. I'm just skin and bones."

"Your senior sister is deliberately thin, but you are different. You know Audrey Hepburn, she was 24 meters tall and her weight never exceeded kilograms after she turned . But can you say she was skinny? You can only say that she was thin, but it's obvious that she wasn't skinny. If you eat more and exercise more, you will naturally become more balanced."

Ailia imagined Liu Yifei, wondering if it was possible that Liu Yifei was also 1.70 meters tall and weighed more than 90 kilograms, and then she ate more and gained weight to 130 kilograms.

However, for people like her and An Lele who consume a lot of energy, the calorie deficit cannot be easily solved by eating.

An Lele moves Qi and blood around the body. Ten minutes of this is equivalent to diving for an hour, and the calories burned are equivalent to the fuel consumption of twelve Big Macs per hour.

A normal person may not be able to eat so much for an hour, and still gain weight? Alia looked at her figure and thought to herself, I have tried hard.

But Teacher Zhou didn't know about Alia's troubles. Besides, she didn't care about her figure. A good voice is innate, while physical fitness is acquired.

How could Alia waste the gift from God and spend time here every day listening to Lao Ma's nonsense?

Teacher Ma Zhaoou walked into the classroom holding his lecture notes, thermos cup and French fries, pushing up his glasses, and immediately saw his wife shining in the crowd.

As a former famous soprano singer, Ms. Zhou's figure, stage presence and voice are all goddess-like, and she is still dazzling even when she is old.

However, this dazzling glory has become Director Ma's nightmare in the past few days. He has been urging him every day to find a way to get Alia to transfer to another department so as not to delay the child's future.

It was as if Alia went to the music department today, could make her debut tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow shock the whole world and become the pinnacle of coloratura soprano.

"Ahem - well, today's class is an elective. How many students are auditing? Please raise your hands to indicate. Same with the auditing teacher."

Professor Zhou rolled her eyes at her husband, then took out a stack - a real stack - of tickets and put them in Alia's hand.

"These are tickets for concerts in China in the past few months. Pick the ones you like and go listen to them. If you like concerts abroad, come find me. I have them all."

"No need, teacher. Really not."

"Take it, take it. What you need is to listen more. If you listen more, you will discover the beauty of vocal music and fall in love with it."

After saying that, Professor Zhou stood up gracefully and said, "I also want to sit in on your lecture, Professor Ma, but unfortunately my class is about to start, so I can only see you next time."

Director Ma quickly sent her away - don't do it next time, she's already had three meals of boiled potatoes, how can that be reasonable...

Just as the class was about to end and everyone was packing up to leave for the next class, Teacher Ma called Alia.

"Xiao Ai, how have you considered what Professor Zhou told you?"

Alia shook her head repeatedly: "Professor Zhou is a good teacher, but I am useless. I'd better not waste her time."

Judging from Professor Zhou's attitude, it is obvious that as long as Alia jumps in, the other party will have to lock her in the music room to teach her skills, otherwise the Sword God of Shilipo will not be allowed to leave the mountain.

Perhaps for a normal person, this kind of extraordinary talent coupled with the guidance of a famous teacher, as well as the almost inevitable main storyline of astonishing everyone, slapping her peers in the face, and reaching the top of the industry, are all worth looking forward to, but it is obvious that Alia is not a normal person.

She is no longer an ordinary asshole. Her wish is to be able to live a life of idleness, waiting for death, being happy and idle, enjoying the time of a retired old man who walks the bird, walks the dog and watches others play chess.

Otherwise, why did Mr. Huo feel very friendly when he saw her? He didn't look at her as a good child, but as a friend. It was like...

Director Ma rubbed his forehead and took out a few tickets.

The corner of Ailia's eye twitched. Even if she went to pay New Year's greetings now, it was impossible for her to have so many tickets stuffed into her pocket. What are you doing?

"This is a gift from the APEC meeting. It's part of the opening ceremony, the Golden Hall Concert, in Siam."

He handed the ticket to Alia: "Your senior brothers and sisters all have them. You can also go and have a look when you get to Siam. Don't waste it."