The boss is five and a half years old, and wealthy families are vying for his favor.

Chapter 145 Second Round

In the second round of the selection competition, before sending the players into the field, the organizer organized a training camp.

Teacher Gao said that the first round was to get the bottom line, and found that everyone's survival skills in the wild were uneven, so they concentrated on training for two days.

When Jiang Wan heard that everyone was in class together, she thought they were sitting in the classroom and studying. This made her look forward to it, but Teacher Gao led all the contestants outdoors.

The first class is about making a fire.

The teacher who taught the class was also a soldier and called himself Instructor Lu. After he demonstrated it once, he let the players practice on their own, and he guided them in groups.

There were four officers in Mr. Fu's team, Officer Chen. Mr. Fu actually didn't have to worry about how to make a fire in the wild, but Instructor Lu still persuaded Mr. Fu to learn how to do it.

Fu Mingchun did not refuse. If he was left alone in the official competition, he would definitely have to make a fire by himself, so it was not a bad thing to learn these skills.

Officer Chen and the other four also understood, so they didn't help, they just gave pointers.

Instructor Lu also said the same thing to Jiang Wan. Jiang Wan understood it and practiced hard.

Field fires can be divided into those with or without auxiliary tools. Jiang Wan is very proficient in using flint and steel, but the difficulty is that there are no tools.

Jiang Wan collected a pile of wood wadding and grass clippings, found small branches, and started the most primitive method of drilling wood to make fire.

[Bet she can’t do it]

[How can it be so easy to make fire by drilling wood]

[I tried it, it’s useless, Jiang Wan can be pinched for 5 minutes, it’s not bad]

【Xiaowan's palms are red, distressed】

【Is this abusing Xiaowan or us】

[That instructor is so annoying. Even though Brother Lin can make a fire, he still insists on learning from Xiaowan]

Lin Lu's eyes were fixed on Jiang Wan's white and tender little hands. Whenever Jiang Wan stopped, he immediately asked, "Does Fifth Miss hurt?"

Jiang Wan was helpless: "I just tried it for a minute."

She stepped on two branches that were tightly together with her feet, inserted another branch between them, and then rubbed hard. The speed was not very fast at first, but when she saw the smoke, she immediately accelerated.

The sparks fell into the wood wadding and grass clippings under the branches. Jiang Wan took the branches away and blew on the wood wadding to help the fire. In the blink of an eye, the fire was lit.

It took about 5 minutes.

This speed is considered top among all the players, Jiang Wan happily made a "V" to the camera.

[I’m tired of having a small evening beer! 】

【awesome! 】

[Is it a slap in the face for saying no? 】

[Do your hands hurt, Auntie blows]

Jiang Wan couldn't see the barrage, but she spread her palms and lowered her head to blow.

The delicate palms were red, hissing in pain.

Lin Lu was facing a formidable enemy, he checked carefully, there was no bleeding, but there were a few small blisters.

"Miss Fifth, do you want to go to the infirmary?"

Jiang Wan blinked her eyes, "I am a doctor myself."

Lin Lu showed an annoyed expression, and Jiang Wan chuckled, knowing that he was concerned and confused.

"It's okay, just give me Bi Ningshuang."

No tools were allowed to make a fire, but their luggage was not confiscated during the training. Lin Lu immediately brought a small jar of Bi Ning Shuang and carefully applied it on Jiang Wan's hands.

The cool ointment immediately soothed the pain on the palm.

Jiang Wan held up two white paws to dry the ointment while watching others make fire.

Mr. Fu had some difficulty, but he succeeded after a few more attempts; Lan Wei took his time and kept reciting spells in his mouth. It seemed that he wanted to learn spells more than drilling wood to make fire.

Lan Wei's coolness coupled with his middle-class attitude when reciting spells seemed quite amusing. Many people in the barrage said they wanted to add special effects to Lan Wei, and Jiang Wan also watched him with interest for a while.

After Lanwei lit the fire, Jiang Wan went to see Song Longwu again.

As expected, Song Longwu had already burst into tears, and tears fell from his eyes. Even if he rubbed out some sparks, they were extinguished by himself. Instructor Lu guided him wordlessly for a long time, and finally sighed.

Jiang Wan frowned without any trace.

Song Longwu squatted there alone, like a doormat, he didn't talk to anyone, and no one wanted to talk to him.Jiang Wan accidentally heard someone talking about Song Longwu, and he looked down on Song Longwu in his words, and stepped on Song to praise Zhu.

Zhu Yan has made a lot of connections. Last time, her "outspoken" image was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and most people were willing to make friends with her.

Compared to the respected Mr. Fu and the rich background of Jiang Wan, Zhu Yan is more like an outstanding person among ordinary people, who is desirable but not inaccessible.

And Lan Wei is a weird person, so socially awesome that it makes others fear; Song Longwu is a crying bag, with a troubled personality, and has a "record" of quitting the team and abandoning his teammates. Naturally, no one makes friends with them.

It was only the second round of selection, and Jiang Wan found that the contestants had already formed a clear camp.

The two most obvious factions are the academic faction that comes from medical universities, and the folk faction that comes from folk disciples.

The academics always feel that the popular prescriptions of the folks are deceitful and unscientific, while the folks secretly scold the academics for being a bunch of stupid young people who are dead-educated.

On the surface, everyone was in harmony, but when they turned off the camera, they rolled their eyes more and more.

The two days of training passed in a faint confrontation. In the early morning of the third day, all the players got on a plane and were sent to a deep mountain and old forest in the central mountainous area.

All the players are still spread out, but this time there is a reason why they have to spread out - each team has a representative veil, and you can get points by grabbing a veil, and grabbing one adds 10 points.

In order to avoid being robbed at the beginning, all players were spread out as much as possible.

Jiang Wan and Lin Lu were No.1 in the first round, and the starting point was arranged at the height with the widest view.

Jiang Wan tied a white scarf around her wrist. The number 12 was written on the scarf with paint, and two little figures, one big and one small, were also painted on it.

In order to prevent anyone from using the handkerchief to forge, each handkerchief has its own unique anti-counterfeiting pattern drawn by the contestants. Jiang Wan has a good drawing skills. Although the two little figures drawn are simple, they are definitely not easy to be imitated.

After tidying up the veils, Jiang Wan and Lin Lu did not act in a hurry, but chose to observe from a high place first.

There were only two of them, an adult and a child, making them easy targets for a larger group.

Before making a clear decision to form an alliance, both Jiang Wan and Lin Lu thought it was best to avoid other players as much as possible.

Gaining points involves more than just grabbing the handkerchief. Three random tasks were drawn before the contestants set off. Jiang Wan planned to complete the tasks first, just like she did in the first round, to accumulate a wave of points as early as possible to prevent elimination. .

After watching from a high place for a while, Jiang Wan and Lin Lu started to act in a low-key manner.

They needed to find water, food, and a place to rest tonight. Time was tight, and two figures, one big and one small, quickly disappeared into the layers of green forest.

A round, gray bird hid among the branches and leaves, watching the two of them condescendingly.

When they walked away, the gray bird flapped its wings and followed them silently.