In the morning, I went to the office to change my clothes, Zhang Mian went down to duty under the leadership of Yang, and there were Haiyang and Ji Heng on duty, and the four of them were standing in the designated position on duty according to the requirements, and duty was commonplace for us.

Let the cold wind blow, the people on duty have straight waists, hey, hey, hey!

The repetition and tediousness of the days wear down our will, but today and yesterday are still different.

If it's the same every day, people will go crazy.

This meeting was different from the past.

The meeting did not give up because Yang Suo, Zhang Mian, Haiyang and Ji Heng participated in the duty, and it was held as always.

To put it simply, the institute is divided into four groups, which means that each group is on duty for four days.

Zhang Mian's group was led by Yang, and below were Zhang Mian, Haiyang, Ji Heng, and Shengli four people.

This time, only the victory participated, and the unexpected other groups were praised by the leaders, and Zhang Mian's group was criticized for being incomplete and crumbling.

"The leaders are not responsible, the police are not responsible, the team members are scattered, procrastinating, the cases are handled less, all work is backward, and many people are playing with their mobile phones when they go to work."

This is the report sent back by Shengsheng at the meeting, and the director also slapped the table to match his righteous indignation.

When Zhang Mian saw the news in the group, he could fully imagine the blue tendons that burst out of the director's forehead, as well as the gray hair that he stood on for the police station overwork, and the dust on the table when he slapped the table scattered like exploding flames.

Zhang Mian is really ashamed, as mentioned above, he insulted the three alma maters that cultivated him, and the milk of the three mothers cultivated a waste material, how helpless and sad they were.

I'm sorry, alma mater, Zhang Mian has embarrassed you, next time let the ocean punish Zhang Mian with three cups on his behalf.

Zhang Mian is not only not good at business, but also not good at drinking, alma mater, please close your eyes and give up on him, there is no need to rescue him.

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At five o'clock in the afternoon, classmate Fang from the criminal police brigade of the sub-bureau called and said that classmate Zhang from Ma'anshan, who had been reformed in 09, had come on business and asked Zhang Mian to accompany him for a drink.

I can't get away with that.

One of Zhang's colleagues in Ma'anshan was Zhang Mian's classmate Li from the Criminal Police Academy, and Zhang Mian dialed the phone, and Zhang Mian talked on the phone with Li, who had graduated eight years ago.

When he went home after eating, Zhang Mian looked at the lonely streets in Shannan. Because of drunkenness, the numb mind is cool in the cold wind.

At this time, Shenyang should be frozen for thousands of miles, and there is already a thick snow on the "Wang Ba" building of the Criminal Police Academy.

People say that memories mean that they are old, and now Zhang Mian is not only old, but also often uses memories to warm reality.

The faces of more than 30 classmates of the Criminal Police Academy flashed in Zhang Mian's mind one after another, at that time they should be younger than now, to be public, and to be in the prime of life.

Memories of college campuses are spasmodic. There is inadvertent pain in the beauty, just like the pork kidneys with leeks, and you can still taste the faint smell.

At that time, everyone laughed and cried together, drank and drunk together, but after separation, everyone went to the end of the world, went their own way, lived strong in different cities, was entangled in various trivial things, and gradually forgot each other in the rivers and lakes, becoming the twinkling stars in the sky of each other's memories.

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Zhang Mian is afraid of drinking because he is afraid of getting drunk, afraid of remembering some of the past, thinking of some people, afraid of the turbulent sea of calm hearts, and the past of love surfaces and moistens his dry eyes.

Those who I missed or missed me, those who came into my life and left me with a lotus.

Those I love have always loved me, those who have come slowly to accompany me through the most gray days without asking for anything in return.

I love you, with the warmth of my heart in the cold winter.