The Pentium Era - South to North

Breakfast was too late and lunch was too early. At this time, there was no one in the snack bar. Liu Lipole ordered four bowls of wontons and the four of them sat down. The boy asked, "How is your Zhejiang University? We are pretty good anyway, more than half." My classmates, I have no choice but to go to Shenzhen or Hainan.

Pretty much, we're no better than you, damn it! Liu Ligan cursed.

Yes, fuck it! The boy also scolded him.

Jin Lili was on the side, wondering what they were talking about and whose mother they were going to fuck. Look at that girl, she also had an excited face. She was sitting on the side and nodded constantly. It seemed that she also agreed to fuck whose mother. Jin Lili can only eat wontons in silence. The wontons here are large stuffed wontons, similar to dumplings. Jin Lili thinks they are not as delicious as the small lard wontons in Yongcheng.

Thinking of Yongcheng, Jin Lili almost shed tears.

Zhang Chen came back, holding a roll of lead drawing paper, a box of gouache paint, a bottle of carbon ink, a dip pen, a pencil eraser, etc. Liu Ligan said to the boy: "Comrade, can you please Over there, can you show us the evidence?"

The boy looked at Liu Ligan and then at the things in Zhang Chen's hands. He seemed to understand. He said, "No way. Do you want to draw a border defense card yourself?"

"Yes, that's right. We can't go back. To tell you the truth, even if we go back, we won't have the money to come back again." Liu Ligan said honestly.

"I understand," the boy said. He took out the border defense card and handed it to Zhang Chen: "Come on, draw the same way, we will also see something."

Liu Ligan asked the boss for scissors and a plate. He added some water to the plate and brought it over and placed it on the table.

Zhang Chen first cut out a piece of paper the same size as the border defense certificate from a whole piece of lead drawing paper. He used a pencil and ruler to draw the large and small boxes on it, and then dipped the pen in carbon ink. The square frame is completed and set aside to dry. Here I start drawing the second picture. By the time I draw the second picture, I don’t even need a pencil.

The third frame was completed and the first one was dry. Zhang Chen lightly drew a few small circles with a pencil, laid out the layout, and then dipped a pen into carbon ink to write the "Border Management Zone Pass" Several big characters were drawn in the same way.

"Awesome!" The boy on the side praised.

Zhang Chen smiled at him, and then traced out the small 5-point Song font and 5-point bold font printed on the border defense certificate one by one. The boys and girls were stunned. The girl kept saying it looked like, like, Just like what was printed, the boy looked at Liu Ligan and asked:

"You are not from Zhejiang University, but from Zhejiang America, right?"

"I am from Zhejiang University, and he is from Zhejiang America."

Even the boss was attracted, coming over to take a look from time to time, and then walking back.

After Zhang Chen finished drawing, the boy picked it up to look at it and praised: "It's amazing, it's really the same as the one printed, except that the paper is a little different."

Zhang Chen was stunned for a moment. He finished speaking in his mind. What he was most worried about was the paper. But in the end, others noticed it because of the paper. He stopped what he was doing and sat there, looking at Liu helplessly. Pole.

The boy seemed to understand what Zhang Chen was thinking, and he immediately comforted him and said, "It's okay. I'm telling you, the defense evidence here is printed by each place themselves, and the paper is different. Short-term operations like ours are more chaotic." .”

"Really?" Zhang Chen asked.

"Really, what he said is right." The girl said, "A few of our classmates have already passed by. Some of them are from Hubei, some from Jiangxi, and some from Shaanxi. It's true. I've seen their border defense certificates. They’re all different.”

Hearing what they said, Zhang Chen let out a long sigh.

"In this way, when you cross the sea at night, it will look very similar. At night, it will be even less noticeable." The boy gave them an idea.

"Okay, thank you comrade, this is a good idea! Damn it!" Liu Lipole patted the boy on the shoulder.

The boy followed suit and cursed "fuck it" again.

Jin Lili asked the girl: "By the way, didn't you have classmates who crossed the sea? Why didn't you go there together?"

"When our classmate from Guizhou arrives, he will go there together. He has relatives in Hainan. Otherwise, if we go there, we won't even have a place to live, and we don't have much money." The girl said.

Jin Lili nodded.

After the printing of the three border defense certificates was traced and dried, Zhang Chen took out his pen and filled in the names and ID numbers of the three people with scribbles. When he wrote the names of the units, Zhang Chen stopped. He had just heard Liu Ligan boasted that one was from Zhejiang University and the other was from Zhejiang America, so of course it would be difficult for him to write about the Yongcheng Wu Opera Troupe.

Liu Ligan had a clear understanding and knew why Zhang Chen stopped. He said: "Just write it randomly, since there is no job anyway. By the way, write the Yongcheng County Federation of Literary and Art Circles for Lao Meng's unit."

The boy said: "That's right, we also made random reports at the police station. They are all parents' workplaces, and we don't dare to say the name of our school."

The boy and Liu Lizhan looked at each other, cursed "fuck you" again, and couldn't help shaking each other's hands again.

Zhang Chen got up and went to the kitchen, found a bottle cap of a suitable size, and then asked the boss for a clean plate. When the boss handed the plate to him, he did not forget to give a thumbs up, and Zhang Chen smiled.

He squeezed the bright red gouache paint into the plate, and squeezed in a little orange, so as to adjust the color of the red seal. He dipped the lid in the paint, and then stamped it in the remarks column in the lower right corner of the border defense certificate. The issuing authority Above the words, and then inside the circle, use a tracing pen to fill in the content of the seal.

By the time Zhang Chen finished these three border defense certificates, it was already lunch time. There were more and more people in the store. The boss came over and lowered his voice and said to them, put them away quickly. There are several joint defense teams who often come. Come have lunch.

Zhang Chen quickly said thank you. When he saw his boss standing beside him, reluctant to leave, he asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Can you write a few words for me and hang them at the door?" the boss asked.

"Okay." Zhang Chen looked at the lead drawing paper. He only used one corner, and asked the boss: "Just use this paper. Do you think it's big enough?"

"That's enough, that's enough." The boss said quickly.

"What to write?" Zhang Chen asked his boss.

"Just write the word wonton."

Zhang Chen looked at the writing pen on the table. He couldn't write the two big characters with this small pen. He asked the boss: "Have you arranged the pen?"

"What pen?" The boss was confused.

Zhang Chen thought for a moment and said, "Do you have a brush?"

"Yes, yes, can it be painted with flour?"

"Can."

The boss ran into the kitchen and came out with a flour brush. Liu Li went in and took out a large bowl filled with one-third of the water.

"What color do you want?" Zhang Chen asked the boss.

"Red, just red."

Zhang Chen squeezed the entire tube of bright red gouache paint into the bowl, added the remaining ones on the plate into the bowl, mixed evenly, used a brush to soak up the paint water in the bowl, and made two "wontons" with one swipe. The bold characters appeared vividly on the lead drawing paper.

The boss looked on with a smile.

The five of them got up, and Liu Ligan went to pay for four bowls of wontons. The boss refused to accept anything, and even took two plastic bags and filled them with two bags of steamed buns for him.

The five people broke up at the door of the store. The boy stretched out his hand, shook hands with Liu Ligan and Zhang Chen, and said to them: "We all know your names. My name is Chen Qihang, and her name is Lin Yiyan. Maybe in the future , we will meet again in Hainan Island."

Liu Ligan, Zhang Chen, and Jin Lili also told them that they would meet later, and Jin Lili and Lin Yiyan hugged each other.

Liu Ligan gave them a bag of steamed buns, but they refused to take it. Liu Ligan insisted on giving it to them, telling them that according to the rules of criminal groups, don't they all have a share in it?

Then they laughed and accepted it.