There is also spring for passers-by

Wang Lei said, "Shall I accompany you to take the exam?"

"Comrade Wang Lei, my sister is back to visit. You can see her if you go to the island now. Goodbye!"

After the original owner came to the island, Wang Lei revolved around her. Later, when she broke her leg and was discharged from the hospital and became a cripple, he revolved around Hua Hua again.

Wen Wan walked towards the bus stop at the pier, swaying with her body. She wanted to catch the bus here, and then go to the largest wholesale market in the city center. She was going to Beijing, where she could buy a batch of clothes and make a lot of money.

Just because she disobeyed Liu Kangmei's arrangements and escaped from Liu Kangmei's control, Liu Kangmei would never let her get into the art college and leave. After all, when Hua Hua was admitted to the art troupe, she also took entrance exams for university and art college, but failed both times.

Entering the largest clothing wholesale market in Guangzhou, it was not as high as the markets in later generations, which had several floors or even more than ten floors. Now it was only one floor high, connected by a series of simple sheds, with everything from clothing to shoes and socks. Wen Wan picked out the most popular styles in the early 1980s, from spring, summer to winter, and only bought goods worth 30,000 yuan. Every time she carried a large snakeskin bag, she would go into the bathroom when there were the most people, close the small door, and put the snakeskin bag into the space. She went in and out over and over again to buy all the goods, and finally bought a batch of watches, alarm clocks, hairpins, hair flowers, etc.

After a walk around the wholesale market, I went to the Friendship Store and bought myself eight sets of very literary-style clothes, suitable for all four seasons.

She found a place selling special train tickets in the wholesale market. She asked there and bought a direct train to Beijing at 9:30 that evening. She took out her household registration certificate and bought a sleeper ticket.

Although you don’t need proof to go out now, you still need to see your household registration card, and there is no real-name system like in later generations.

After buying the train ticket, she felt more at ease.

She went to the downtown area and entered a barber shop. She asked the barber to give her a trendy haircut and curl the ends of her hair. She looked fashionable and beautiful. If she hadn't been lame, she would definitely be a female star. The original owner had been learning dance since she was a child and had a really good temperament.

As dusk approached, she went to the department store to buy some skin care products, snacks for the journey, etc., and then went to a restaurant for dinner. When she left, she packed up some braised dishes and steamed buns, etc.

I boarded the train to Beijing and sat in front of my berth. Everything seemed like a dream.

There is still no soul of the original owner in the soul-nourishing bead. Where did this person go? How could such a healthy person just disappear? It is impossible that the original owner was dead when she came?

"Heavenly Dao, Heavenly Dao..." She called out for a while, but heard no response, so she had to give up.

She disguised her location to make it look like someone was sleeping, but in fact she entered the space inside her body. This time she took a healing pill and concentrated the medicinal power around the broken bone in her right leg, using the medicinal power to heal her leg injury. The broken bone was painful to regenerate, and she was sweating profusely, as if she had died and come back to life again. When she stood up again, her leg was no longer lame, but she could feel that the original owner's body was a little weak.

She used the milk powder in the space to make milk, ate a few pieces of cake, and left the space inside her body after she was full.

At some point, a young woman sat opposite and glanced at Wen Wan. "You slept so soundly. You didn't move at all all day."

"I sleep like this at home too. My grandma always says I sleep so soundly that she wouldn't even notice if she threw me into the river."

He had his back to the young woman earlier, but now that she saw Wen Wan clearly, she was secretly surprised: "Did you get on the bus in Yangcheng?"

Wen Wan smiled and said, "I am from Yangcheng?"

The address on my household registration is Coconut Town, Dongping District, Yangcheng City. Coconut Town is Garrison Island. There's a Coconut Island nearby, but to keep it secret, everyone calls it Coconut Town. Except for the locals, no one knows that Coconut Island and Coconut Town are two different things. After all, they have house numbers, too, like No. 1, Lane 1, East Coconut Road, or No. 1, Lane 2, West Coconut Road.

"You girls from Yangcheng know how to dress up. Are you going to Beijing?"

Wen Wan said: "My grandmother is from Beijing, I went to visit relatives."

This girl was very innocent. After chatting with Wen Wan for a while, she told her family story: "On October 18th, the Beijing Art Institute will recruit new students from young artists from all over the country. I studied singing. People in my hometown have always said that I have a good voice. Later, I joined the county song and dance troupe as a singer. I took a leave of absence specifically to go there this time. If I don't pass the exam, it doesn't matter. I can go back and practice and study more, and then take the exam again next year. Of course, I don't plan to apply to the Beijing one next year. I want to apply to the Yangcheng Art Institute. After all, it's closer to home."

The girl's name is Li Chunxiao, and she is sincere and warm-hearted.

Wen Wan said that she was also going to take the exam, but she wanted to apply for the dance major.

Since they were both going to Beijing Art College for exams, the two of them decided to travel together so as to avoid wandering around like headless flies.

After three days and three nights, they finally arrived at Beijing East Railway Station and followed the crowd off the train. Because it was late at night, the two beautiful girls chose to stay in the waiting room for one night. After dawn, they took the bus to find Beijing University.

"The group leader told me that the Jingshi Art College is right across from the back entrance of Jingshi University. Let's go to Jingshi University first. The registration deadline is before October 7th. I could have mailed the form in, but I'm afraid of delays. What if the post office can't deliver it on time? That would be a huge mistake. Today is the last day, so I have to register."

Li Chunxiao has a beautiful voice and a sweet mouth. After she and Wen Wan got on the bus, they asked the local people in Beijing how to get to Beijing University.

After asking three aunties, the two got off at Chang'an Avenue and changed to another bus to Beijing University. Just as Li Chunxiao said, they found the back door of Beijing University after crossing an alley. There were shops on both sides of the alley. Since it was October, business was booming.

Even in the early morning, when the get out of class is over, there are still some brave students who sneak out to buy snacks, and then run away as fast as if they were escaping from a war.

With the guidance of the shop owner, they found the Beijing Art College. Sure enough, they saw a long queue in front of the gate. They were all people who came to take the exam. Most of them were from Beijing and Shanghai, and only occasionally could they see people from other places.

"Please fill out the forms after receiving them. Please prepare your household registration certificate, political review form, and junior high and high school diplomas. Students who receive the forms must fill them out truthfully. No false or random information is allowed. If found, serious action will be taken."

Wen Wan didn't have a political review form. She looked at Li Chunxiao's and understood what was going on. She found an excuse to find a restroom, entered her inner space, and made a political review form for herself. The color was a little blurry where the stamp was, but the text was still clearly visible. She had seen other people's political review forms on the island, and the red stamp on them looked like this.