"Next time you come here to show off, I will be a villain twice in the morning." Shen Xu waited in line for a while before getting a piece of Dongpo pork from the aunt in the community cafeteria. He kept wiping his sweat while complaining to Wen Yue. It's too disrespectful to give him face.
It's really hot here, especially in the community canteen where there are not only many people but also the exhaust and air-conditioning system seems to be weak, making everyone sweat profusely.
Wen Yue's long windbreaker was padded with bulletproof fiber. It could not withstand the ventilation or sweat absorption. She wore a white short-sleeved shirt underneath. Although everyone underground had fair skin due to lack of sunlight, Wen Yue's physique was probably The tanned skin looks even more dazzling among the working people.
Wen Yue picked up her chopsticks and poured the soul soup of Dongpo Pork into the rice. She puffed out her chest, drooped her sunglasses, and let the three bright red characters "Tigress" written on her short sleeves answer for her.
The Security Bureau doesn't regulate how agents should wear clothes, right?
It was too unwise to break up with Wen Yue on the topic of singing about good faces and bad faces. Shen Xu sipped a cold drink, looked at the guitar case at Wen Yue's feet, and said speechlessly: "It's true that people like Wu Ding are soft and not hard. Pry him." I agree with buying a guitar, but it costs 20,000 to 30,000 yuan. You really take care of the business."
Wen Yue glanced around. Most of the diners in the community canteen had two dishes, one meal and a glass of ice water. The vegetarian dishes were mostly potatoes, tomatoes, cucumbers and mushrooms, and the only meat dishes were chicken. There are very few people like Wen Yue who eat the most expensive pork at the table. After all, pork is rationed with coupons.
"If you have money, you will be happy to promote consumption." Wen Yue replied. She didn't mind poor food, but she would never embarrass herself if she had nothing to do.
Due to the openness of the surface of the earth, the overall material supply level of the current underground city is completely different from that of twenty years ago. It is now possible for every household to have a chicken in the pot instead of worrying about no rice in the pot. Mushroom rice is still the staple food. Fortunately, the rationing of staple food and basic vegetables was lifted ten years ago. However, because the speed of underground space development cannot keep up, chicken is still limited, and precious ration coupons are used for pork.
Including Wen Yue, every underground citizen has a ration book that belongs to himself or his family. In the complicated rationing system, more than 70% of underground goods are supplied by vouchers. The ration vouchers are divided into food items. There are three types: coupons, cloth coupons and industrial coupons.
Food coupons are used to purchase red meat, sugar, and relatively high-end non-staple foods, such as desserts, dried meats, high-end cigarettes, plastic-wrapped snacks, etc. However, Wen Yue doesn't understand why low-grade cigarettes like Double Happiness require coupons. They have to be loose tobacco or have no filter before they are unlimited?
Cloth coupons, as the name suggests, are used to purchase clothing. Fortunately, the climate in Longshan District 7, with an average altitude of minus 700 meters, is controlled at about 27 degrees. When the underground river hydropower is not in good condition, and the power is cut off, the temperature will reach 30 degrees. Everyone wears short-sleeved shorts. The country saves cloth.
However, with a figure like Wen Yue's, two extra feet of cloth would be required.
Industrial coupons are all-encompassing. Except for free replacement of prosthetics by the public, coupons are required for anything related to metal. If you don’t buy it from the black market, a holographic TV will require a couple to save three years of industrial coupons together. As for fuel, Car, floating car? Sorry, there is no private transportation underground except for bicycles. If the use of oil and coal were liberalized, would the underground have been able to survive by relying on fusion units whose power was getting worse day by day for the first fifty years?
Now I just don’t have to live on my fingers, not to the extent of not picking up a nickel if I drop it on the ground.
Wen Yue fanned the wind with her hands and tucked her sweaty hair behind her ears. After she finished eating, she stood up and stretched her waist, almost attracting the attention of everyone. This is one of the reasons why the Security Bureau did not choose her to be an undercover agent or a swallow. The examiner thought she was too external, and conversely, they were afraid that she had no connotation.
When Wen Yue saw the entry assignment comments, she did have the urge to punch the examiner.
Why am I, a liberal arts student who can talk about the key of C major with the lead singer of a band, considered to have no substance?
With his windbreaker draped over his shoulders, Wen Yue's boots stepped on the round stone pillars of the curb, and he picked his teeth in an imageless manner. He said to himself that this community canteen is worth queuing up, the craftsmen are craftsmen, and the meat is good.
"It's not for nothing that I asked you to buy a musical instrument." Wen Yue said suddenly. She looked like a spirited girl at the moment, carrying a big guitar case on her shoulders, and her eye makeup was soaked with sweat and turned into two faint mottled black lines. , coupled with the way she stepped on the stone pier with her leather boots and tried hard to pick her teeth, no one could have imagined that this woman would be someone from the notorious security bureau.
In the hot summer, there are no gentlemen, so Shen Xu naturally can't wear a windbreaker, but he must be much more polite. With the belief that his hair should not be messy and his shoe polish should not be missing, he even wore an extra half-sleeved button-down shirt. His original intention was Since he was going to the United Church, it must be a good negotiation. Wearing a windbreaker looked too arrogant, and wearing short sleeves alone was too impolite. As a result, he stood on the side of the road like an innocent clerk kidnapped by his sister.
"You want to form a band in the bureau?" Shen Xu rarely mocked.
"Yeah, you guessed it right. I'll be the guitarist. I'll ask Sister Chen to be the drummer. I'll ask the director to be the second guitarist. As for you, you can be the lead singer."
"I want to live beyond the age of forty." Shen Xu felt that he often couldn't keep up with Wen Yue's brain circuit, so much so that he suspected that Wen Yue was deliberately torturing him.
Do you have any opinions that you can’t express directly? Why must he be cursed not to live past forty?
Wen Yue curled her lips when she heard this, and when there was no one around, she reached out and lifted the padding of her shirt, thinking that having too much nutrition when she was young might not be a good thing.
"It's clear that there will be clues to the underground idol concert tomorrow night. Are you going to walk in with a swagger like a bureau agent?"
"So you buy these things..." Shen Xu looked at the Capma guitar behind Wen Yue, the bass, keyboard, and drum set that he was forced to buy and stored in Datang Music Store.
"Are you really planning to start a band and sing?"
Wen Yue's way of facing doubts is to refute them directly.
"Do you think I'm not good at it? Or am I not good at playing?"
Shen Xuxin said that the guitar you played just now was at the same level as my mother retired from playing guzheng. She asked her son what he thought of playing, and then had to agree against his will.
Despite this, Shen Xu still said: "It's all good."
"I dress up as a band and go to an underground idol concert with no rules. I attract attention and let friendly forces look for clues about 'Cinnabar'. Do you think there is anything unreasonable?"
Is this reasonable?
"Very reasonable."
Wen Yue simply tied his windbreaker around his waist and said energetically: "Very good, you are responsible for contacting the rest of the second group and calling for support."
Ah, why did you ask me to find someone for your idea, what if they thought it was my idea? Shen Xuren was a little confused.
"So……"
Wen Yue pulled the guitar case behind her shoulders and stood on the stone pier at the intersection as if she were standing in the center of the stage, playing hard with her fingers.
"Start your show!"
