The world is cool

The brochure given by the bastard is divided into two parts. The first few pages are the code of conduct, a total of 38 articles, and the back is the rules and regulations, which can be more, such as the militarized management system, labor reform system, compulsory education system, assessment and commutation system Wait, I didn't take it so seriously when I was in fucking school, and memorizing ten words from a five-character quatrain can make the teacher appreciate me all morning, but here, for two full days, I wasted on discipline with watermelon The office really memorized the damn 38.As for the latter system, whoever recites it, I will not accompany it.Watermelon was a little eager to try at first, but after reading it and getting dizzy, he gave up decisively.I despise this kind of person, either you insist on it, or you decide who you love by yourself, and you have to wait for other people to pick up the pick before you follow, what the hell.

However, there are always some gossip from Xigua that I don't know where to amuse me, so seeing that he is still useful, this team of study is finally not disbanded.

I heard from Baozi that the head of the 20th Prison has quite a background, and even the guards leading the 15th Prison are all impressive. At the same time, most of the [-]th Prison are serious criminals who have been sentenced for more than [-] years. Cultivate faction forces, such as the number and the number are in the same group, and the number and the number do not like each other, and for example, who is sitting on half of NO.[-], and someone helps with housekeeping, work, and hot water. run errands.

Because I was in the second prison, what Baozi said sounded very far away to me, but when he racked his brains for a long time and came up with the phrase "sitting on half the country", I was amused.I don't know if this group of people feel too good about themselves or because they are so boring in prison and they have to come up with some illusory things to give themselves spiritual comfort. They are all fucking in the prison room.

But the bastard's gossip made me a little interested. I heard from Xigua that each prison district was responsible for the assessment, but because the new numbers came back to just the two of us, the prison leaders thought about it, and combined education, so Xigua decided to was sent over.In fact, no one likes to train new prisoners. It’s boring. There is no salary or bonus, and you have to watch and ask questions and check like a nanny. Therefore, it is sufficient to say that the watermelon was sent instead of me. The bastard was bullied, and the drudgery usually fell on people who didn't have a powerful background or a good relationship with the leader. Obviously, the bastard was just like that.

This realization made me feel refreshed and relaxed.

In the afternoon of the second day, the bastards assessed us as scheduled, nothing more than reciting the whole thing, followed by spot checks.This guy seemed to know that we didn't memorize the rules and regulations. He only raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "It's ok, you two are the only ones who don't memorize any of these new numbers."

"No, Discipline," Xigua explained hurriedly with a blushing face, "We are both stupid, and the 38 rules will kill us both, it's really..."

"It used to be 58 articles," the bastard interrupted him, with contemptuous eyes and tone, "now it has been changed to 38 articles, please be content, and see how considerate the country is to you."

Watermelon is gone.

I didn't want to talk at first, but if I said something to the bastard, I couldn't help but want to raise my fist.

Even if the "job training" is over like this, the bastard asked us to take the materials back to the prison, saying that we must study those rules and regulations carefully.I didn't take it seriously at first, but I didn't really pay attention until the other party said, "Otherwise, someday you will find that your sentence has changed from six years to seven years, and it will be too late to cry."

Scores, basic points, bonus points, penalty points, plus points, minus points, and everything related to the sentence is the life of the prisoner.

Although I don't like this identity very much.

The watermelon was taken away by the middle-aged guard again, and the bastard sent me back to the cell.On the way, I tentatively asked if the watermelon could be transferred to our prison. The bastard seemed to have heard the biggest joke of this century, and said yes, come, let me listen, is your dad the warden or the central government.I'm out of words, my dad isn't, and I guess the bastard's dad isn't either.

On the weekend, I studied for two days, and the three zombies in the prison house stayed for two days. There was a prisoner on the playground who was playing basketball and practicing uneven bars, but the three seemed completely unmoved.All I know is that otaku are popular these days, and co-authors also have otaku.

Now that you have learned, you must naturally apply what you have learned. You must know that housework can be counted in the basic score.So I re-stacked it countless times with a pious mood, but what others make is tofu cubes, but mine will always be like meat floss bread.

I decided to ask the outside audience for help.

Rong Kai is naturally the first choice. Although people tend to have convulsions, as long as they talk, they are still able to communicate. I am not sure about the other two, there is no depth.

It was [-]:[-] in the afternoon, and the guy had already wasted N sheets of paper with meaningless formulas.

I think his question may have no solution, so it is very suitable for killing time.

"Boy, don't forget it, teach me to make a quilt." I tried my best to sound like the big brother next door.

Rong Kai probably got annoyed, so he dropped the pen and looked up at me: "The reason."

"Can't stack." Dude has no other advantages, it's just being real.

"Do you know how to draw a tiger like a cat?" Rong Kai stood up and walked around me several times. After I firmly believed that he was actually ADHD, this guy pinched one of my fingers, "This hand looks quite coincidental."

I stretched out my other hand, spread out my palm, and there was an IC card.

Rong Kai opened his mouth wide in surprise, he was not in a hurry to get back his things, but rather pleased: "Fuck, you have practiced the new number."

So what's the point, my brother relies on this to make a living.

"Damn, this room can be regarded as a skilled worker, okay, just do this, I'll teach you how to fold the quilt." Rong Kai suddenly became enthusiastic, pulled me to the bed, and then folded it for me. A block of tofu was not enough after stacking, so I took a pencil and used the pen holder to touch the side of the quilt to modify the edges and corners.

I'm in awe.

"Let's learn it." Rong Kai regarded me as a god.

I didn't nod or shake my head, but carefully picked up the tofu cube and put it on the unoccupied upper bed.

Rong Kai frowned and looked at it for a few seconds, then he suddenly realized: "Aren't you going to move around without a quilt for two months and keep it as it is!"

What did I say, this kid is smart.

But now, the wise man admired Lao Tzu so much: "Xinhaoer, I admire you. Really, how did you come up with such a brilliant move?"

Do you even need to think about it?A natural skill, if you're lazy enough.

But there is one point that I think needs to be corrected: "My name is Feng Yiyi, you can call me Brother Feng or Brother Lu, and let me hear the new number, and I will make it impossible for you to use the IC card this month."

What is an IC card? Thanks to the bastard’s stack of rules and regulations, let me know that this thing is an indispensable survival tool in this cage. I need it when I go to the cafeteria for snacks, and I need it when I go to the small store to buy cigarettes and snacks. , go to the library to borrow a book and ask for it. In short, once the card is in hand, the prison has everything. If it is gone, it can be replenished, but it will take a week, and if it has just been completed, it will be gone... So, I really like this information technology society.

"I hate being threatened by people," Rong Kai said without any ups and downs, but in the next second, his tone suddenly became brisk, and his eyebrows twitched with emotion, "except for those who are skilled. How about it, we will go out in the future Come to my company, annual salary... Wait for me to calculate the inflation rate..."

I decided to ignore him.

Because I'm not crazy.

The study weekend was fleeting. Early on Monday morning, I ate with the troops in the wake-up call. I thought it was time to go back to the dormitory, but I didn’t want the queue to turn around and went to the labor area.I just remembered, yes, I have to go through labor reform.

When I was in the detention center, I reformed it. As I said before, in farming, we harvested from the workers’ house.I thought it was the same here, but I didn't see the vegetable field, but I saw rows of factory buildings.The factory building in the prison is quite spectacular, but it is the kind of sandwich panel used for temporary housing on the construction site, and it doesn't cost a lot of money.But I never thought of the job I did—making plastic flowers.

Half a year ago, if someone pointed at my nose and said Feng Yiyi, you would sit on the assembly line and make handmade plastic flowers in the future, and I would beat him until my own father didn't even recognize him.But now, I am really sitting here, pinching a leaf with my hands like a woman, applying glue, sticking it, and fine-tuning the shape. If I do it too slowly, I will be glared at by Rong Kai, Jin Dafu, and Zhou Cheng. .

Who the hell do I owe this to!

Fortunately, I used to rely on handicrafts to make a living, so I got the hang of it a few times, and then it was hell-like repetitive work. Try sticking leaves from 07:30 in the morning to 05:30 in the evening, with only one hour in between. Even if you eat, your mind will go crazy!But when work was over at night, I looked at those brothers who had to work overtime because they didn't complete the progress, and suddenly I was very lucky. Fortunately, my buddies chose a way of stealing and no return!

It was six o'clock in the evening when I returned to the cell after eating, and the day passed like this.I lay down on the bed with a sore body, and as soon as I lay down, it was the next morning.Then continue to go to work, eat, and call it a day, and the cycle repeats.

It was like this until Thursday, that I was finally able to look out of the window for a while at night after work, or make a report and ask the bastard to take me to the activity room to entertain myself.The door is locked after the lights are turned off. Before that, the door of the cell was always open. I misunderstood it because the autistic children of NO.17 never went out after work. I thought the door was locked at that time. It wasn't until one day that I heard the neighbor calling to report discipline, and I wanted to go to the activity room, that I didn't know that co-authoring Lao Tzu still had benefits!

Jin Dafu and Zhou Cheng hadn't had any sex in the past two days, and I suddenly understood the meaning of the phrase "tomorrow is Saturday". Jin Dafu is not a strong man, and he can do three or four things after working in one day, unless he doesn't want to start work the next day.Phew, that's a good thing, at least you don't have to be poisoned by that disgusting voice every day, it's really disgusting, you said that if a man and a woman can react according to the starting point, and solve personal problems by the way, these two fucking masters Who can hear their voices!

After half a month like this, I am familiar with the life I will live in the next six years. It is boring, boring, and tiring. I don't know where else I can see hope.If someone asks me now if I don’t regret it, I will nod without hesitation, not because I regret stealing the car, but because I regret not resisting desperately when I was caught.

This place is not a place for people to stay, really, even if people come in, they will be transformed into monsters.

July 23, great heat.

It’s very hot this day, it’s really a solar term, I’ve never stopped sweating, but yesterday the power was cut off, and the lost labor will be made up today and this Saturday. I sweat when I’m eating, and I’m sweating when I’m working , No matter how many ceiling fans are turned on the top of the head.This is my No.20 day in prison, as a misguided person undergoing reformation, I am hardworking, I am positive, I am hard, I want to die.

Perhaps because the weather is too hot, work ends half an hour earlier today, and meals in the cafeteria start half an hour earlier, so that it is exactly six o'clock when we return to the cell.

I opened the door, because I'm always NO.17 and can't wait to go back to the house.

But when I opened the door, I was stunned. There was another person in the room, sitting on the window sill, looking out, his thin body was like a desperate prison bird.In fact, the window sill of the prison cell is very narrow, and it is sealed with iron railings to prevent prisoners from jumping off the building. I tried to sit on it pretending to be cool, but I couldn’t last long, and the edge of the window sill hurt my buttocks.But the boy sat very firmly, like a statue, a statue with a plaster cast and a splint hanging on his left hand.