“哇，好棒啊。”一打开门，花了2秒钟时间看清里面的家具摆设后，迪西一下子就冲了进去，一下子坐到床上，蹦了几下。
可怜的拉拉要拿所有的行李。
迪西在床上跳了几下，突然觉得这种行为有点幼稚，又觉得似乎这个行为似曾相识，可又想不起来。
“去哪玩啊？”丁丁推开门走进来，手里拿着地图，小波跟在后面。
“没人告诉你进别人房间应该敲门吗？”迪西按了按遥控器，电视屏幕上是一对男女在互相倾诉情话。也许是觉得实在尴尬，迪西先是一个激灵，迅速调了台。
“幸亏是白天，要是晚上她们在看鬼故事······”小波冲丁丁做了个抹脖子的动作。

“额——”丁丁冷汗。
“你们可以把地方名存入本机，本机可以随机抽取。”拉拉对其他人说，嘴里含着棒棒糖。
“交给我吧。”小波接过地图，找来胶水贴到墙上的一个玩具标靶上。
“玩玩看。”小波把飞镖塞到拉拉手里。拉拉花了三秒钟理解地图、标靶、飞镖之间的联系，然后把飞镖投掷出去。
一声脆响，正中靶心。
“十环！”大家给她做背景音。

顶
你好

“是乐乐电影院。”丁丁看了看那个扎中的位置。
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“各种类型电影都在啊，虽说是老电影院但也赶上时代了。”看完宣传单，迪西环顾四周，影院大厅里到处都是抽象派的装饰，现在的潮流自己已经无法理解了，是自己out了吗？还是那些站在潮流顶端的人自己也不知道自己在干什么。
“买来了吗？”迪西看到丁丁从售票口回来，问。
“你在质疑我的沟通能力？”丁丁的这句话明显没有对上问题，他冲她摇了摇手里的一叠票。
“买了哪些？”小波问。
“僵尸片、鬼片、苦情的、轻喜剧、战争片、谍战的。”很明显，丁丁记不住这些片名。

“本机倾向于悬疑侦探类型。(我更喜欢侦探片。）”拉拉说。
迪西翻看了一下宣传单：“没有啊！”
“我去买点零食吧！”拉拉说完，走了。
迪西觉得这句话有点不对劲，“我”这个字拉拉很少说吧，记得当初小波用了整整两个月才让拉拉明白“我”和“本机”之间的关系，尽管如此，拉拉还是很少说“我”字。有什么不寻常的事要发生。记得上次拉拉说“我”，结果小波吃苹果吃到半条虫子。后来拉拉又说过一次“我”，丁丁找回了自己好长时间都找不到的魔剑。这次是福是祸啊。
实际上，小波和丁丁也是这么想的，只不过丁丁在想完之后就觉得：这根本不可能。

“算了，我还是去看看吧！”小波出发了。
三分钟后，他带着闯了祸的拉拉回来了。

“她怎么了？”丁丁＆迪西，拉拉那个一脸沮丧的样子多明显。
就让小波来讲述吧：
拉拉买了饮料，往回走，地上有电线，她绊了一跤，但机器人不怕摔，于是，她根本没有任何反应就倒了，但饮料盖子开了，水洒出来，洒在旁边的一位中年妇女身上。
小波看完了下半段，也基本可以推断出上半段。就代替拉拉道了歉。但小波奇怪的是，以拉拉的速度，应该可以在水洒到那个人身上以前把她拉开。
拉拉的回答很奇葩：“本机通过对人类的观察认为（她口中的人类就是小波、丁丁、迪西），那名人类可以安全逃离，不需要帮助。”
小波说到这忍不住笑了，丁丁和迪西使劲憋着笑。
趁着电影还没开始，大家又给她上了一课：不是所有人类都可以在战场上挥舞大刀架机枪的。大部分群众对于枪的认识都来自玩具或电视电脑，对于剑的认识则来自模型和公园里清晨老爷爷老奶奶打太极拳并舞剑。

以上四位对僵尸片基本免疫，所以他们看得很开心。
鬼片来说，迪西吓得不轻，丁丁＆小波轻微惊吓，拉拉免疫。
迪西对苦情剧丝毫没有免疫力，一到关头就泪光闪闪，而丁丁则总是很贴心地递上纸巾，小波和丁丁觉得这部戏实在不够接地气，拉拉则变身十万个为什么，很破坏气氛地在感情戏时提出有关无关的问题：“女朋友和朋友有什么区别？”“男朋友和朋友有什么区别？”“男朋友和女朋友有什么区别？”······

乃好,这里伪文青小奈~

一转眼，半个上午过去了。四位就近吃饭，进了一家中式餐厅。在一张八仙桌旁边坐下来。
服务员递上两份菜单，“拉拉，你想吃哪个？”迪西和拉拉共用一本菜单，迪西摊开菜单问拉拉。
“额——”拉拉伸出手，食指在书页间游走着，迟迟停不下来。

“红烧肉、红烧肉、红烧肉三份。”小波点的让其他人都不知道怎么吐槽了。
“肉末茄子、蓝莓果冻。”这是丁丁点的。
“青菜炖蘑菇。”这是迪西的。
“想把所有饮料都点下来啊！”拉拉说，最后她按四个人的幸运色点了四杯，迪西似乎不怎么喜欢那杯“绿色心情”。

他们是在吃中国菜啊？

“201、202、203······”等菜的时间很漫长，小波选择用桌上的烟灰缸踢毽子来打发时间。
丁丁打了个哈欠，说：“经过了那么多事，我发现·························································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································································还是幼儿园最好了。”

迪西and拉拉：“幼儿园是什么？”
丁丁震惊了，拉拉没上过幼儿园还好说，可迪西······
“你不知道？”丁丁这话是对迪西说的。
“当然，从出生到16岁的事我都忘光了。”迪西一脸“今天天气真好”的表情说着这件事。
——————————————————many年前——————————----
这是哪里，头疼死了。迪西从病床上起来，摸了摸头，上面裹着厚厚的纱布。
她走下床，穿上拖鞋。外面传来了脚步声，一个女人从外面进来，看到迪西，有些惊讶：“迪西，你怎么下来了，快回去，伤还没好呢！”
“迪西，我叫迪西？”她有些摸不着头脑，感觉自己叫迪西这个名字，但这个名字似乎又不完全属于自己。
“你不记得了？”那个女人有点害怕了，“你不记得了吗？我是珍妮啊！我是珍妮啊！”
“珍妮？好亲切的名字。”迪西说，“我怎么了？”
“你遭遇了两国的游击战，被弹片打中了。我是维和部队少尉珍妮，也就是这个战地医院的主治医生。”她眼神游离，似乎想趁机隐瞒什么。
“那么那件衣服是你的了。”迪西指了指挂在墙上的白大褂，那个珍妮本身没穿制服，那白大褂就是她的没错了。
“珍妮小姐，战斗又开始了，可能会影响到这里，艾伦指挥官希望你撤离到指挥部去。”一个女人走进来。
“如果指挥部被发现了，明显会更危险，敌人对医院里的一堆老弱病残才不会感兴趣呢！”珍妮拒绝了。
“那么，请当心！”那个女人说。
“爱丽丝医生，又有新伤员了。”一个护士走进来催促道。
“知道了，我马上过去。”那个叫爱丽丝的人带走了墙上的白大褂。