I went back to the dormitory and slept until 12 o'clock at noon the next day.

As soon as I came together, I saw the boss calling with his eyebrows fluttering, "Yes, yes, yes, the third child's WeChat is the one I gave you, and the phone will be given to you when the money arrives, Alipay will call me for twenty yuan, okay, okay." ”

The third child in the dormitory looks like me?

I looked at the boss and couldn't help but ask, "Boss, what are you doing?" ”

The boss just hung up the phone and smiled at me, "What else can you do, sell your phone and WeChat." The way you played last night was so invincible, a bunch of girls asked me for your contact information. ”

I said helplessly while putting on my pants: "Didn't I explain that it was rented by the car rental company, who knew that last night was the celebration of our hospital, and it was still held at the school gate." I was almost hung directly at the school gate by the old witch. ”

The boss still had a grinning expression, "It's useless for you to explain, believe it or not it's their business, I'll help you explain it at the beginning." Later, I found out that it was really useless, just ten yuan a clear price, not to lie to you in the morning, two hundred. At noon, please eat takeout, ramen with eggs. ”

I climbed out of bed and turned on the computer, and said speechlessly to the boss, "Damn, you're more picky than a black friend." And what about that guy? Didn't you really come back last night? ”

The Boss nodded.

At the door of the dormitory building last night, Chu Cheng said that he wanted to say goodbye to Turin and let me come up first. As a result, when the lights went out in the dormitory, I didn't see that guy say goodbye.

Waiting for the computer to connect to the Internet, I registered an account on the travel network while pondering how to write a travelogue, although the travel network is said to be the largest travelogue sharing site, there are many people who read it, but there are many corresponding travelogues.

Especially in a place like Dali, there are thousands of travelogues at will, and to write a travelogue about Dali, you have to meet the standard of 3,000 readings and 800 collections, which is really not an easy thing for a science student like me.

It took an afternoon to finally finish the first draft of the travelogue, and the moment I clicked to save, the voice of the system suddenly sounded

"When the host's first travelogue is detected, the editing function will be given for free. Ding touches are finished. ”

"Mission 2 released, trip to Moscow, the next goal of the mission, take the train from the imperial capital to Moscow, mission reward, photography proficient."

I hurriedly opened the document I named Dali's Travelogue, and the general content has not changed, but the text has changed a lot, and the photos have been beautified a lot. The whole travelogue looks more graphic and engaging.

I opened the travel website and uploaded the travelogue, and by the way, I started to search for information about the train from the imperial capital to Moscow.

After a check, I found out that there are two trains from the imperial capital to Moscow, one K3, which departs from the imperial capital every three days and arrives in Moscow next Monday and transits through Mongolia. The other is K19, which departs every Saturday and arrives in Moscow next Friday, but does not pass through Mongolia and goes up to Manchuria in Inner Mongolia to enter Russia directly.

I took out the train ticket that the system gave me and saw that it was a soft sleeper of K3, and I was suddenly a little excited, this ticket was 960 dollars according to the price list I found, which was equivalent to about six or seven thousand yuan for the head of a great man.

However, the K3 ticket also means another thing, in addition to the Russian visa, I also have to apply for a Mongolian visa!

The Russian visa can go to a certain treasure, and the ordinary 750 or so can come out in eight to ten working days without my heart. But the visa for Mongolia is a little difficult to get, that country is very small, and you have to go to the embassy to handle the visa yourself.

It turned out that the efficiency of a certain treasure was not bad, and I got a visa to Russia nine days later. In the afternoon, I came to the Mongolian embassy.

The Mongolian embassy is not large, it looks like an ordinary small villa, and the Mongolian flag is erected on the top of the villa. At the door, an armed policeman stood under a parasol with a straight waist.

When I walked into the embassy, I found that there was only a middle-aged woman mopping the floor in the embassy, and the woman saw me stop and said in a somewhat non-standard Mandarin: "Young man to apply for a visa?" It's not the right time for you to come, the embassy has been on holiday recently, and the office staff is not working. ”

I was dumbfounded, what? Holiday?

"When is the end of the vacation?"

The aunt held the mop and said with a smile: "In two weeks." ”

Two weeks off the bat?

I was suddenly a little anxious, two weeks later, the train was in Moscow, and I applied for a fart visa: "I don't rely on this, why do I have a holiday?" ”

The aunt was curious: "Young man, are you in a hurry to use the visa?" If I'm in a hurry to use the visa, I have a solution, but it's a bit troublesome, so I have to spend a little more money, about 800 yuan. ”

In my heart, I used to need 300 yuan to apply for a visa, but now it costs 500 yuan more. If you can't get a visa in a month, the loss is a train ticket of 7,000 yuan

I looked at my aunt and gritted her teeth and said, "Eight hundred yuan is no problem, but you must ensure that you can help me complete the visa." “

My aunt said yes, took me to a room in the building behind the embassy, took my passport and other things, and asked me to wait in the room.

The room is not big, about the same size as a single room in a hotel. On the wall of the room hangs a beautiful Mongolian costume, which is a robe with a right side, a slanted placket, a high neckline, long sleeves, a fat and trimmed one, and a hem without a slit at the hem.

Next to the robe is a photograph of a family portrait. The woman in the photo is the same aunt who brought me here.

About two hours later, the aunt returned. He handed me a plastic bag and held a bowl of what looked like milk in his other hand.

"Young man is thirsty, drink some milk tea to quench your thirst. This is the visa and your passport to see if there is anything missing. ”

I opened the plastic bag, took out my passport and opened it, and the Mongolian transit visa was lying quietly on it.

I suddenly felt the urge to drop my passport on the ground

Say it's a two-week holiday! Okay, there are no office staff! Okay, this thing is a bit troublesome and difficult to do, so you have to add more money!

What's the matter with you getting your visa done in two hours! I think you just went out for a walk and got a stamp! Auntie, you're here to cheat your father, this is!

I glanced at my smiling aunt, and then at my aunt's arms, which were thicker than my calves, and reluctantly silently took out 800 yuan and handed it to my aunt.

My aunt sent me all the way to the embassy gate, and smiled at me at the embassy gate and said, "Young man, Mongolia is not fun, it is empty, there is nothing. I haven't been to Russia, but it should be more fun than Mongolia. ”

I guess she guessed from the fact that I had a transit visa that I was going to Russia, after all, Mongolia is a country that I only have borders with two countries - China and Russia.