I Had a Home In 1982 Chapter 359

  Chapter 359 358. Catch it all for me (9K asking for votes)

   Some people came intermittently behind, and some middle-aged and even elderly people began to come, all of them polite and well-mannered, with several pens in their chests.

   The sky was already dark, so the long-haired youth turned off the tape recorder.

   He counted the heads and asked, "There are 54 people in total. Okay, our team has grown again. Do you have any friends coming?"

   Someone said: "My cousin will come after dinner."

   Another person said: "One of my co-workers is on duty today, he will be late."

  The long-haired young man said: "Okay, then all the comrades who should be here are here, so let's officially start the exchange activities? Third son, send this issue of "Philately" to everyone."

   "Philatelic" is an old magazine. It was launched in January 1955, stopped in 1966 and resumed the year before.

  In the first half of the 1980s, this magazine was a bimonthly issue. As a result, there were many philatelists in the city these days, and the development was rapid. The sales of each issue of the three issues were higher than that of the first issue, so in the second half of the year, it was changed to a monthly issue.

  The long-haired youth is Taishan Beidou among the local stamp collectors. He gives away Big Guy magazines for free.

  Wang Yi also divided a copy.

   After he opened it, he looked at the first page, where the leader's inscription: People's Posts and Telecommunications are for the people.

The long-haired youth rolled up his "Philatelic" magazine and tapped it on the table, saying, "I'll say one thing before we chat, we didn't hold an event last month because I went to the capital to see my grandfather. "

   "This time I went to the capital and gained a lot. I bought several sets of stamps issued this year. I bought T70, T71, T72, T73, and T74. I bought a full set, as well as J74, J75..."

   "Brother Fan, did you buy J74? The commemorative stamp for the 70th Anniversary of the Birth of Nie Er, the People's Musician, was issued on February 15 this year?" The reckless youth Jixiang hurriedly asked.

   Brother Fan said proudly: "Yes, I bought it..."

"Then you are amazing. I read in the newspaper that when the capital issued J74, more than 2,000 colleagues went to buy tickets with pre-purchase certificates. Before the doors opened, they came to the Heping Road Post Office to line up, and the line was very long. Team." Jixiang interrupted him again.

  Brother Fan didn't care about this, he smiled and said, "Yes, I heard from friends in the capital that it was crowded with people and customers that day, crowded into three floors and three floors outside."

   A young man asked: "The capital has also issued a pre-order card? Why did I hear on the radio that this system is still being conceived?"

   "I heard on the radio that Jiangnan is thinking about it, right? The capital has already had a pre-order certificate, and the Tianjin branch of the stamp company has implemented a half-year reservation method since last year." An old man said.

   Brother Fan nodded and said, "Yes, the capital is officially implemented this year. They pay ten yuan in advance within half a year, and then they can buy new stamps issued during this period with a certificate."

   Someone asked: "Do you have to queue up if you have a permit?"

   "Of course, you can still line up if you have a permit. If you don't have a permit, you won't be able to buy new stamps when you line up." Fan said.

   Jixiang couldn't wait to say: "Brother Fan, please bring me a set of J74. I saw the photos of this set of stamps in "Philatelic", it's so beautiful."

   Brother Fan joked: "What do you exchange for me? Can you use your foreign stamp?"

   Jixiang immediately slapped the table and said, "Don't even think about it, stop dreaming, that stamp is my treasure, and I will rely on him to change my life in the future!"

   "We collect stamps for fun and to increase knowledge. Do you really think you can make a fortune by collecting stamps?" A middle-aged man shook his head and smiled.

   Someone immediately said: "Yes, stamp collecting can open a window, allowing us to broaden our horizons and increase our knowledge."

   Jixiang said unconvinced: "These stamps are definitely not good, but my foreign stamps can, that is the return of the capitalist overseas Chinese saved by my father in his early years."

   "People said at the time that stamps are very valuable. When he was abroad, many people made their fortunes on stamps."

   "We are China, not a foreign country." Someone scolded him again.

   Jixiang had a bad temper. He punched the table and said, "What happened to China? China is now reforming and opening up, and all the people have started collecting stamps. Look at it, my black stamp must be worth a lot of money!"

  Brother Fan smacked his lips and said, "Okay, Jixiang, don't be in a hurry, why are you still smashing the table?"

   "In addition, I agree with Jixiang. His foreign stamp is really valuable. I have inquired about it. Jixiang is not bragging. His stamp is really the first stamp issued in the world!"

   Hearing this, Wang Yi, who was reading "Philately" magazine in boredom, sat up suddenly and asked, "Black stamps? Penny black?!"

  Penny Black, the ancestor of stamps!

   This was the first postage stamp in the world, and it was officially launched on May 6, 1840.

  It appeared on behalf of the opening of the penny postal law, which triggered an important revolution in the world postal service. Before this, the postage was paid by the recipient and was expensive.

   Take England at that time, the postage for a letter could reach 17p. The problem is that the monthly salary of a worker at that time was only 18p.

So the poor at that time mailed letters without any letter paper at all. They fiddled and marked the envelope, so that the recipient would know what the letter was about when they saw the envelope, so they didn't have to pay to accept the letter, but on the spot. Refused to withdraw.

  Later Roland Hill devised a modern postal law, and the first stamp issued at that time was the penny black:

  This stamp is all black, it is denominated in pennies and features a profile of Queen Victoria in black ink.

  Wang Yi couldn't believe it.

  He ran into Penny Black here!

  Penny Black is a real valuable thing. He fiddled with stamps a while ago, so he paid special attention to the news of some valuable stamps.

   Among them, the news of Penny Black was the most troublesome, and he had probably seen the news.

The    news was released in October last year, saying that the world's first stamp "Penny Black" was exhibited at Sotheby's Art Space on Hong Kong Island for four days and then auctioned.

   Wang Yi did not see the final auction price, but he saw the valuation:

Eight million! Dollar!

   That's eight million dollars, eight million knives!

  And now he happened to come across a penny black? Now there are still penny black in the country? !

   Then this penny should be able to carry 22 years.

   He made a simple reasoning: this kind of stamps are generally collected by philatelists. If this kind of stamps are kept in the hands of philatelists for 22 years, it cannot be said that there is no news at all.

  Since there is no news about the penny black in China, the stamp should have been destroyed.

   Wang Yi was so excited!

   Jixiang saw him excitedly asking questions, so he glanced at him and said, "It seems that you understand quite well, yes, it's Penny Black, what's wrong?"

  Wang Yi didn't talk much about this topic, he simply said: "Nothing, I have heard of this stamp, it seems to be quite precious."

   Auspiciously proudly said: "It must be precious. In 1970, my father saved the life of a capitalist overseas Chinese. At that time, they had nothing valuable on hand to thank us, so they gave my father the stamp album collected abroad."

"I was interested in philately from that time. At that time, I went to send this overseas Chinese to the oars. He told me about philately. Many foreigners collect stamps, and stamps can be very expensive. In the future, our country will definitely be the same. Some Stamps are also expensive."

  Wang Yi nodded silently.

   Now there is a philatelic fever, but stamp auctions and sky-high stamps have not yet appeared in the market.

   In other words, the current stamp market cannot be called a 'market', but rather a boom.

   is like the qigong craze and the radio craze.

  The purpose of playing stamps now is not to make money, and many people do not realize how terrifying the appreciation space of stamps is in the future.

  The purpose of their collection of stamps is simple, to make friends, to broaden their horizons through stamps, to simply like the printed images of stamps, and so on.

So some people say: "You really think too much, where can the stamps be so expensive? There are about twenty sets of commemorative and special stamps issued every year, right? We stamp collectors can buy them for more than twenty yuan. together."

   "But it's not necessarily. Now some old stamps are very valuable, such as monkey tickets. The price of monkey tickets has risen very quickly." Another person said.

   Someone else sighed: "Damn, the monkey ticket was issued too early. At that time, there was no philatelic statement in our county. As a result, I bought it at the time, but it was mailed out."

   "In 1980, let alone in our county, no one in Wengzhou City played stamp collecting." The person next to him laughed.

  Brother Fan said: "Don't say 80 years, I played early in our county, and it started last year, but no one played until the first half of this year, and more people played in the second half of the year."

   Listen to their discussion.

  Wang Yi silently took out a large version of the monkey ticket from the bag.

bring it on.

   Feel free to harass me with cash!

   But then he thought again, Zhang Youxin said that a piece of this thing is now 1 yuan and 50 cents, and a version of 80 sheets is only 120 yuan.

   is not as much as selling a watch!

   Wang Yi smacking his lips.

   can be counted as a ball.

   He pushed the monkey ticket out, and a tall, thin man sat next to him.

   The tall and thin man turned his head at will, his eyes froze for a moment, and then he immediately shouted: "I'm stupid, he has monkey tickets here! A big version!"

  Brother Fan immediately looked at Wang Yi and pointed at him: "Ah, I mean, are you Teacher Wang? Are you Teacher Wang introduced by Lao Zhang?"

  Wang Yi nodded and said, "Yes, I'm Wang Yi."

   Jixiang stood up abruptly and shouted at him, "Are you Wang Yi from Tianya Island? That very powerful teacher Wang?"

  Wang Yi nodded again.

   Jixiang suddenly threw the magazine in his hand.

  Wang Yi thought that this mangzi was going to kill himself.

   As a result, the other party directly gave him a nondescript fist and said, "Then I'm sorry to you just now, Mr. Wang, just now I yelled at you and scare you, it's really beyond my own power!"

   "I am reckless and easy to make mistakes. Please have a large number of adults. Forgive me for provoking you just now."

  's tone of speech is still very aggressive.

   But the attitude is sincere.

  Wang Yi immediately understood the temperament of Jixiang. This person is quick-tempered, rude and simple, but he has no bad intentions.

   So he said: "Comrade Jixiang, you are very polite. We are all friends of stamp collecting. Who can't say a rude word? There is no need to apologize. If you hit me just now, you need to apologize properly."

   Jixiang laughed and said: "How dare I hit you, you know qigong, you took care of the hooligans of Hutou Chuanquan, I admire you before it's too late!"

   An old man put on his glasses and walked over and said, "You have a large version of the monkey ticket here? Can you let me see it?"

  Wang Yi pushed it out for him to look at.

  The big guys came up to look at it, and some raised the magnifying glass, and everything was very decent.

There is no doubt about the exquisiteness of    monkey tickets, which Yuan Hui explained to Wang Yi before.

   So everyone was overjoyed when they saw Hunting, and they kept sighing.

  Wang Yi took the opportunity to show off his coquettish coquettishness and explained the monkey ticket making process that Yuan Hui had introduced to him.

   The group kept giving him thumbs up after listening: Master, this is a master!

   Brother Fan asked, "Mr. Wang, do you want to sell this monkey ticket?"

  Wang Yi said: "Sell, who are you..."

   "I-I-I!" A group of people raised their hands one after another, scrambling to buy monkey tickets.

   Jixiang patted the table with the magazine again, and shouted: "Grass, what's the hurry? It's not like Mr. Wang won't sell us monkey tickets, just negotiate the price slowly - I'll offer a dollar for five!"

   Someone exclaimed: "You give a dollar for five? This stamp was only 8 cents when it was issued the year before last, and its worth has increased by two hundred times?"

   "There are few monkey tickets reserved, and the price is indeed going up quickly." Brother Fan said, "But Lao Dong, don't think that you will be regarded as a cultural person by contacting stamp collectors. Is two hundred times eight cents a dollar five?"

   "That's right, a piece of five is only twice as much as eight points!" Ji Xiang said triumphantly.

   Brother Fan was even more helpless: "Okay, okay, Jixiang, your books are all read into the belly of a dog, and you still have a junior high school degree..."

   Jixiang said unhappily: "Brother Fan, look at you, I'm joking and teasing Lao Dong, can I figure out that a dollar five is a hundred and fifty cents is less than twenty times an eight cents?"

   At this time, some people also questioned: "Don't joke, let's talk about the topic, twenty times is a lot, right? How many millions? At that time, many people in the city collected stamps."

   "As a result, it has doubled 20 times in just two years? You don't dare to be so ruthless with speculation!"

   Brother Fan said: "Yes, many people collect stamps, but the problem is that no one realized that the country was going to issue a set of stamps for the zodiac. It was only last year that the rooster stamps came out, and the big guys realized this."

   "Then the big guys started rushing to collect monkey tickets. Now there are not many monkey tickets in circulation on the market, so the price is rising fast. The price of one piece and five is a fair price."

  Wang Yi said: "I have 80 monkey tickets here, so if you all want it, I will sell one per person?"

   "I will not sell the last remaining ones. Anyone who has stamps willing to sell will show me, let's exchange stamps!"

   In fact, he vaguely guessed that monkey stamps are growing rapidly now, not only because the market stock is low, but the stamp collecting fever has appeared. I am afraid that some institutions have started to learn how to fry stamps abroad.

   They first took the monkey ticket to test the bull's knife and stoked the price of the monkey ticket.

Wang Yi knew about this kind of thing when he collected stamps. From 1980 to 2022, there have been four stamp crazes in China. During this period, some people will stir up the prices of many stamps, but as long as the stamp popularity decreases, the prices of these stamps will drop sharply. !

Take the monkey ticket as an example, it is now worth a dollar or five or even longer, but when the first wave of stamps in the 1980s passes, its price will fall back to a few cents, and then the next wave of stamps will continue to rise. .

   These stamp collectors in the county do not have such a long-term vision. They collect monkey stamps purely to follow the fashion, and they are raised and played by traders as leeks.

   Jixiang said unwillingly: "I still want a set of Quartet."

   "I still want a big version." Someone yelled at him.

   Jixiang was very short-tempered, and immediately replied: "Fuck you, do you have that much money? 120 yuan, do you have it? But I have six yuan!"

  Wang Yi reassured him and said, "It's alright, it's all comrades. Don't make any noise."

   He handed the stamps to Brother Fan, then carefully separated the stamps and started selling them one by one.

   A lot of people came, 54, so there are 26 stamps left.

  Wang Yi secretly divided a Quartet and handed it to Brother Fan.

   Brother Fan grinned and winked at him.

   Teacher Wang will do things.

  Wang Yi gave another quartet to Jixiang.

   This Quartet is a paving stone, and he is going to take the black penny in Jixiang's hand - that's 8 million knives!

   As a result, Jixiang's brain was stubborn, or his temper was particularly impulsive, and he immediately shouted: "Thank you, Mr. Wang, I have long wanted a set of quadrilateral monkey tickets..."

   Finish the calf!

   As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone looked over.

  Brother Fan smiled helplessly and said, "Mr. Wang, you still don't seem to understand auspicious people."

  Wang Yi feels that auspiciousness is not auspicious at all!

   However, he has a way to deal with this scene, and directly and generously stated his purpose:

   "You don't have to look at me, I'm going to exchange the remaining monkey tickets with the comrades for stamps, and what I'm most interested in now is the penny black in the hands of Comrade Jixiang, so I gave him a Quartet couplet."

   Hearing this, the others looked away.

   They are looking for their own good stamps.

   Jixiang pushed the Sifang Lian to Wang Yi and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Wang, my surname is Cao, and I admire you very much, but that penny black is my treasure, and I can't exchange monkey tickets with you."

  Wang Yi is going to take out the blue army post.

   At this time, the third son pulled him and said, "Mr. Wang, look at me here, my stamps are very good, how about we exchange them?"

   He took out a stamp and put it on the table. Brother Fan asked without looking at it: "Are you going to take out the "Celebration of the First Plenary Session of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference" in exchange for a monkey ticket?"

  Wang Yi looked at the desktop.

   The pattern on this stamp is not very clear. It is the capital portal and the palace lantern. The stamp pattern is a palace lantern symbolizing festivity on the upper left, and the center of the palace lantern is the emblem of the Consultative Conference.

The    emblem pattern is set against a radiant blue sky with a five-pointed star, four flags and a national map in the center surrounded by cogs and ears of wheat connected by a ribbon.

   "Celebrating the First Plenary Session of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference"!

  This stamp Wang Yi also knows that this is the first set of stamps issued in the name of "People's Post of China", and it was issued on October 8, 1949.

   As we all know, the founding time of our country is October 1, 1949!

   In other words, this stamp is the first set of stamps issued after the founding of the People's Republic of China!

   Issued this stamp, as his name indicates, to celebrate the successful convening of the first plenary session of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference.

   means a lot.

   But not much value.

  The reason is very simple. This is the first set of stamps issued by the country. Naturally, many people collect them as souvenirs, so many of these stamps can still be found in 22 years——

   It was not collected by philatelists, but because people from all walks of life and intellectuals felt that this stamp was of commemorative significance, so people from all walks of life collected it.

   To be honest, this stamp is really a must-have entry-level stamp for philatelists, but Wang Yi is not a philatelist, he is a time and space dealer!

   So the stamp was meaningless to him, and he shook his head and decisively refused.

Sanzi probably didn't expect him to refuse, so he was stunned on the spot: "What, what do you mean? Mr. Wang, you shook your head, you mean, your monkey ticket is not worthy of my founding first post? So you are a little ashamed, sorry. Exchange tickets with me?"

   Wang Yi smiled and said: "No, I already have this stamp, and I still have the Northeast ticket."

This stamp was published in two editions at the time. It was a commemorative stamp issued to the whole country by the North China Postal Administration in the name of "People's Postal Service of China". However, in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the Northeast currency was circulated in the Northeast, and it had not been exchanged in RMB, so a set of stamps was issued at the same time. Northeast currency stamps, for use in the Northeast region.

   Northeast tickets are more rare than national tickets.

   Hearing what he said, the third son was lost.

   A person squeezed over and asked, "Then do you have a 55-year reprint ticket?"

   The stamp "Celebrating the First Plenary Session of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference" was reprinted on January 10, 1955, and was printed by the No. 1 Yinju Factory in Shanghai.

  Wang Yi said: "I don't have it, but my classmates have it. I don't really need this ticket."

   The person who squeezed over scratched his scalp and left in disappointment.

  Auspicious and triumphantly said: "My penny black is still the most valuable, and the penny black can be exchanged for a large version of the monkey ticket, Mr. Wang, am I right?"

  Wang Yi asked back: "Then do you change it?"

   If he changed it, he would have to mobilize people everywhere to find monkey tickets. The biggest problem was to bring a TV back in 2019 to exchange monkey tickets with others.

   But Cao Jixiang regarded his penny black as a treasure, and he would not change it anyway.

   At this time, everyone's attention shifted from Wang Yi, and they all started to take out their latest collection of stamps for exhibition and communication.

   They use the popular way to store stamps - put stamps under the glass of the frame, and then big guys get together in groups of three or five to look at stamps and buy and sell stamps.

  Wang Yi is thinking about how to play with Cao Jixiang's Penny Black.

   As a result, someone knocked on the door again: "Dong dong dong, Yunfan, open the door."

  The long-haired young man shook his hair and didn't think much about it. Anyway, the music from Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan would no longer be played or dancing. He wasn't afraid that the security guards or street officials would come to check on him.

   He opened the door, the door was violently kicked open with a bang, and several security guards rushed in like wolves.

   One of them shouted, "All **** squat down!"

   The three sons were scared to pee, and shouted: "Squat down, squat down, I squat down! Comrade, I, I didn't dance just now, I really didn't dance just now..."

  Wang Yi was numb on the spot.

  Sanzi is too timid, right?

  The security guards did not look at him but swept towards the crowd, and in the end they all set their eyes on Cao Jixiang.

  Cao Jixiang seemed to have a premonition, he suddenly stood up and rushed towards the window, pushed open the window and jumped out.

   At this time, a security guard quickly stepped up to hold him down!

   "Do you still want to run?"

   "Take him down!"

   "This kid is a ticket thief, do you have any other accomplices here?"

   Wang Yi was taken aback.

   Cao Jixiang turned out to be a ticket thief?

   In this era, most of the stamp collectors did not go to the post and telecommunications office to buy stamps. They did not have the spare money. They mainly cut stamps from envelopes.

   Then this gave birth to a thief of the age: the ticket thief.

Because letters are all put into mailboxes, and the envelopes can be stolen from them with iron hooks, some philatelists get into trouble, or have no money to buy stamps, so they go to the mailboxes to steal letters and cut out the stamps on the letters. to collect.

   Another stamp craze in the 1980s was terrifying, and some postmen saw the stamps they needed on the letters and cut them out themselves.

   So that the post and telecommunications department had to issue regulations, and the stamp cutting should be punished by demerit and fined, which made the postmen change to a softer way of collecting stamps:

   They sent the letter to the recipient and asked for the stamp they wanted.

   But this is not against the law, but ticket thieves are against the law.

  The security guards held down Cao Jixiang, and Cao Jixiang wanted to resist—don't look at this boy's skinny appearance, but he was tall, with muscles growing between the bones, and he really knocked the security guards away.

   He got up and was about to run, Wang Yi saw this step and went up to hold him and said sternly: "You want to sit in the bottom of the prison? Squat down! Don't attack the police!"

  Cao Jixiang looked at him in disbelief and called out, "Mr. Wang, so you are an undercover agent!"

   At this time, Yun Fan also came over and squatted down. He quickly went up to help Wang Yi hold Cao Jixiang and whispered:

   "Your mother is a fool. Teacher Wang is saving your life! You don't care about your mother, are you going to jail? Can you escape?"

   Cao Jixiang was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood Wang Yi's intention, and then quickly squatted down.

   But it's too late.

   A security guard pointed at him and said angrily: "Good you criminal! You still dare to resist, escape, and attack the police!"

  Wang Yi couldn't help sighing.

   This Cao Jixiang is really a reckless son!

   Yunfan is very loyal, he smiled and said, "Second brother, it's me, Ayun, haha, what..."

   "Stop this and that!" A security guard adjusted his big cap and pointed at him, "Did you guys gather to dance again?"

   "Last time I caught you in and squatted for a few days, it seems that you don't have a long memory, okay, let's go in and squat for a few more days this time."

Another security guard smiled and said, "You kid Yunfan, you can arrest you 11 times for 10 dance sweeps—how many venues do you go to in a day? Let me tell you, we caught a few dancers in the afternoon, They said you were going to dance in the afternoon too."

The previous security guard pointed at Yun Fan and then turned his wrist and used his fingers to draw a circle around the house: "Okay, this time I grabbed another wave. This is all for the crowd to dance? Very good, let me in. Squat down!"

   An old man was anxious and said, "Comrade, comrade, you can't slander people. I'm 72 this year. How can I get a crowd to dance? I'm here to participate in the stamp collection!"

   "You old comrade is 72 years old, you are not old, and you still dance?" The security guard said, "Okay, come with us!"

   There are workers, salespeople, and teachers here. In short, many of them have formal jobs. They can't go to the detention center and squat, otherwise they will be criticized lightly and expelled seriously, which will be a huge loss!

   They all begged for mercy or argued, and the security guards didn't care, they would take them back together.

  Wang Yi said helplessly: "Well, I know you Director Zhuang Mancang, let me..."

   "Our Zhuang Ju is unselfish. If you know him, you will know that if his acquaintance dares to break the law and commit a crime, he will definitely be guilty of a crime!" The security guard interrupted him forcefully.

   "Come on, Xiao Zhao and Da Fei, you two will **** the prisoners back for me, one at a time. Akai, stay here and watch them with me."

   Hearing this, many people in the room looked terrified and some even cried in horror.

   Wang Yi's face sank and said, "Don't panic, comrades, you all know who I am, so you know that I don't talk big, let's all go to their unit, and then someone will come and pick us up tonight, it's fine!"

   They really came to participate in the philatelic fair, why are they arresting people indiscriminately?

   What if you dance? It's not the illegal veneer dance, black light dance, or a group of people listening to music and twisting their buttocks, and they have to be caught and sit in the detention center?

unacceptable!

   The leading security guard laughed angrily when he saw him talking like this, and said, "Okay, you comrade is crazy! Which leading cadre's son are you? I really don't believe in your wickedness!"

"You can call me anyone tonight, even if the leaders of the state are here, you are breaking the law and breaking the law! Want to take the back door from my white moment? No, want to take my white moment's back door? Absolutely impossible! "

   "In ancient times, it was said that princes violated the law and the common people were guilty of the same crime. Now is the new China. I don't believe that there are still powerful children in society, and they can insult the people's government and the people's laws!"

   He further said to his subordinates: "Xiao Zhao, you don't have to come back this time, review your identity and notify your family!"

   A group of people were scared to pee, and the wailing sounded again.

  Cao Jixiang said anxiously, "Don't inform my mother..."

   "Take it away, take him away for me first and inform his family! Be a thief when you are not good!" Bai Mo said angrily.

   The group was taken away intermittently.

   There were too many people, so Bai Momo mobilized people from the adjacent police station and brought them to the police station where the street belonged in batches.

   As soon as Wang Yi entered, he saw a group of people squatting together.

   When he saw that the situation was not good, he said, "I want to see you in the game!"

   A security guard tilted his head to look at him and said, "Who are you? You have a big mouth and a big face. If you want to see our Zhuangju, you can meet me?"

  Wang Yi hurriedly said: "My name is Wang Yi, please tell this comrade to your Zhuang Bureau or to your Zhuang Bureau's secretary, Comrade Guo Jia..."

   "I mean, you Wang Yi? Wang Yi, the principal of Tianya Elementary School?" The security guard who was doing registration next to him stood up on the spot.

  Wang Yi said: "Yes..."

   The security guard hurried away with his head tilted.

   After a while, that is, ten minutes, a roar of a jeep came into the detention room, and Zhuang Mancang's voice quickly came in: "Where is the person?"

   "In the detention room."

   Footsteps sounded, the door of the detention room was pushed open, and many people looked up at the door with anticipation.

  Zhuang Mancang came in.

   He found Wang Yi at once, and took a deep breath: "Oh, it's really you, Teacher Wang, it's really you! You said, how did you break your shoes?"

  Wang Yi also sucked in a breath: "What is it? I-don't talk nonsense!"

The security guard who followed    hurriedly said: "Leader, it's not breaking shoes, it's dancing, gathering people to dance!"

Hearing this, Zhuang Mancang scolded: "You are making a fool of yourself! Shit, who said on the phone that they were arrested for indecent crimes? Just talking about dancing, and now they are fighting pornography. I heard that Teacher Wang committed an indecent crime. Sin, I thought he was messing with the relationship between men and women!"

   "I'll just say, Teacher Wang is not that kind of person!"

   He asked Wang Yi again: "But why did you go dancing? No, why do you come to the county alone if you want to dance? There are so many places on your island, why don't you just dance?"

  Wang Yi said: "Yes, Zhuang Ju is right, so I didn't dance!"

   At this time, Bai came over and said angrily: "It's useless for you to argue! I've tried it, and you're just dancing!"

   He asked Zhuang Mancang angrily again: "Leader, do you want to bend the law for personal gain?"

  Zhuang Mancang took off his big cap and smashed it in his hand angrily: "Stop **** shit, how can I bend the law for personal gain?"

   He asked Wang Yi, "Mr. Wang, are you dancing or not? Old Bai can't rub sand in his eyes, he can't talk nonsense."

  Wang Yi said angrily: "You don't know me? Then I'm talking nonsense? We do have people dancing here, but only a few people! Most people don't dance, including me!"

   Several people immediately wailed: "I didn't jump."

   "I'm 72, I'm jumping fart!"

   "Slander people, you slander people!"

  Zhuang Mancang glared at Bai and immediately asked, "Who are you trying to judge? The result of the judgement is that everyone here is dancing?"

  Bai was stunned for a moment, and suddenly became embarrassed: "Well, that's not there, there's no such thing, I didn't have time to review the whole thing, so, just that, a trial or two..."

   "You, you really are!" Zhuang Mancang pointed at him angrily, and then threw his big cap on the ground, "Rough law enforcement, reckless actions, why do you keep making this mistake!"

   He said: "Immediately interrogate, the lawbreakers can't let go, and innocent comrades can't be wronged!"

   Hearing this, a group of people squatted on the ground and cheered.

   There were even more excited tears in their eyes and even started to cry.

   So Wang Yi heard crying again.

   He said sternly to Zhuang Mancang: "Zhuang Ju, I have experienced this matter from beginning to end. It is true that Officer Bai is unselfish, but he is too impatient, and arrests people without investigating the matter clearly."

   "I can assure you that no one here engages in illegal and criminal activities. They did listen to the song and danced a few times. It wasn't dancing, let alone an obscene and illegal dance!"

"I really experienced everything at the scene, no one danced the veneer dance and the black light dance, that is, the big guy is going to hold a stamp collection, listen to a song when he is happy, and then some comrades like to twist twice, this kind of thing will not be caught people!"

  Zhuang Mancang asked, "Aren't men and women dancing together?"

  Wang Yi said categorically: "Absolutely not. They are all **** men who are going to hold a philatelic meeting. It's just that we are going to play songs to adjust the atmosphere of the meeting."

   "And before the meeting, some comrades were so happy when they heard the song, and inevitably they twitched, so it wouldn't be necessary to go online!"

  Zhuang Mancang looked at Bai Momo speechlessly and asked, "Have you caught a lesbian?"

   Bai Mo said in a dejected manner: "No, no no..."

   "If you don't have a sister or a sister, you can't speak well?" Zhuang Mancang glared at him.

   Then he stretched out his finger and pointed at the moment, and finally sighed: "A group of big men are shaking their heads at home, and if you say this, you will catch it! You are really, really!"

   "Let go of people, this kind of thing doesn't need to be on the line!"

   (end of this chapter)

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