Chapter 1: The First Day of the New Year

Today is the first day of 2019, and it is also the log of our comrade Cheng Wei's great joy, bless him.

Yesterday it was Zhang Mian's group on duty.

Zhang Mian was awakened by nightmares when he was sleeping in the guard room, and he had been dreaming of death recently.

Is it that as I get older, the fear of death increases every day?

Perhaps subconsciously, Zhang Mian is still attached to this world that he is dissatisfied with in reality.

How good it is to be alive.

fell asleep again, at two o'clock in the morning, Zhang Mian was woken up by the phone in the duty room, and still did not hide from the police in the early morning.

It took an hour to deal with this police situation that did not fall under the jurisdiction of the Zhang Mu Police Station.

A drunk man took the taxi driver's mobile phone to call the police, he wanted to take two people with a criminal record to turn himself in, and after reporting to the police, the taxi left, and the drunk was nowhere to be found.

A typical false police situation.

Zhang Mian couldn't contact the policeman, so he asked to listen to the police recording, and when the policeman called, his tongue fell into his ear.

The police officer still heard a different kind of sobriety from his words, and a Enter key not only sent the wrong jurisdiction, but also sent out a waiver.

If Comrade Haiyang had read the above, he would definitely persuade Zhang Mian to reconcile with him.

The police did not call him, and he easily forgave this ineffective police situation that caused great physical and mental harm to the police.

Busy at three o'clock in the morning, Zhang Mian went back and felt sleepy.

In the circle of friends, I saw many people's summary of 2018 and outlook for 2019.

They are all looking forward to 2019.

Zhang Mian has nothing to look forward to in the New Year, as much hope as there is, as much disappointment as possible.

But you still have to work hard, you need to move forward, and you can't go wrong.

Maybe this year is still a beautiful time to remember in the future.

When it was almost five o'clock in the morning, Zhang Mian fell asleep and woke up at eight o'clock.

Wash up, there's still a lot to do today.

Fireworks were banned in the main studio on standby, from last night until Zhang wrote this journal.

The effect is very noticeable.

At noon, I went to the hotel booked by Cheng Wei and drank the wedding wine.

When I returned to the police station, I was already exhausted, and there was no time for a nap.

Zhang Mian's changes in the past two years have not been obvious, but Director Yang is obviously aging.

When he was first transferred to the police station, he was on duty in the image post, with short hair, a well-fitting suit, and bright eyes.

When the internal staff Xiao Li saw his handsome uncle's outfit, he praised him.

Believe in the vision of the police flower.

But if you see him now, with deep bags under his eyes, a haggard face left by a long sleep experience, and his eyes are not bright, he is aging at a speed that people can perceive.

"Yang Suo, you've been aging a lot lately." When he was about to get off work in the afternoon, Zhang Mian said seriously to Yang Suo.

"I haven't slept well for the past two years."

"As long as you are on duty at the police station, it is impossible to sleep well."

"What's the use of talking about that?" He said helplessly.

yes, what's the use of saying that? If you choose a profession, you have to adapt to the content of this profession.

Zhang Mian still hopes to inadvertently find out that Yang has returned to the handsome uncle who stood on the image post two years ago.

The eyes are as bright as the blue sky on a winter afternoon.

Today is the first day of the year, and I would like to write a few beautiful wishes in the journal.

For example, the beauty of snow falling begonias.

For example, we are safe, and the years are still quiet.

Tomorrow, Zhang Mian will be waiting for you at the police station of the University of Coal Industry.