Realistically one month later.

In March, the coldest weather has passed. There is still some residual snow outside the windows under the street lights. Before dawn, sprinklers and sanitation workers have already started to take to the streets to clean up the mess left yesterday.

With the hard work of these people, firecrackers, fireworks, festive banners and scattered ribbons and confetti were gathered into piles and finally loaded into trucks and transported to the suburbs.

A rubber shoe filled with muddy water stepped on a scrap of paper blown up by the wind. A hand wearing labor protection gloves picked it up. On the scrap of paper was printed a notice that someone had won the lottery, and only half of it was left.

, the other half may still be on the person who is extremely happy.

The sanitation workers carefully wiped away the muddy water on the paper scraps, because the paper has a certain waterproof effect and has not been soaked to rot.

After carefully wiping it clean, she took out a black leather-bound notebook from her arms and tucked it in.

In this book, there are many stickers, illustrations and commemorative things like scraps of paper preserved like specimens.

If you look carefully, you can see that this sanitation worker is not very old. He is in his thirties or forties, but his face is already full of weather.

After the streets and alleys were cleaned up, the genius was bright. The city woke up relatively late today after a night of carnival. At this time, it was time to start the day's livelihood, but there were still only a few pedestrians, and even taxis were very few.

.

The temperature is only about two or three degrees, and the weather forecast says that we will encounter the last wave of cold wave today, and then it will be the time for spring flowers to bloom.

Winter has passed, only a tail is left.

It wasn't until daybreak that this deeply inland city woke up from its silence.

Some office workers received notice of the holiday, while others did not. The former were naturally overjoyed, while the latter went out with full of resentment.

Didi didi...

There were more vehicles on the street, but there were far fewer people waiting at the bus stop than usual. A man carrying a briefcase hurried in, shook off the muddy water on his shoes, turned around and looked at the billboard.

The light box that was not extinguished contained "How to register and register as a second tourist" issued by the city.

"Fuck, when will it be my turn?", he complained softly, rubbed his hands in the cold wind, and looked at the time on his phone, "It's almost 8 o'clock."

8 o'clock is a very important time. It is the time for identity verification of the 12 million tourists who won the lottery.

12 million, this is an extremely huge number, almost three times the total number of players in China, enough to fill 120,000 square kilometers of online land (later expanded to 10,000 square kilometers).

That's an FJ province.

Some people have already proposed the establishment of a 35th provincial administrative region, but this administrative region will be online.

There are so many lucky people who have won the lottery, even this small, unknown inland city has thousands of them. Canaan is something floating in the clouds, but it is very close at hand, hitting neighbors and neighbors.

A pie on a relative or friend.

It just didn’t hit me, Gan!

The bus pulled into the station, and the man with the briefcase quickly lined up to get on.

There were not many people in the car, and everyone was watching the on-board TV.

"...it will be 8 o'clock in 15 minutes. I believe that many people in front of the TV are waiting excitedly, and many people even stay up all night. Professor Liao, in the last 5 minutes, please remind me of the things that should be paid attention to.

Bar!"

"OK!"

"I'm not a player. Is there something I need to pay attention to?"

Out of sight and out of mind, the man with the briefcase took out his headphones and put them on, and soon fell asleep.

"Wait a minute, master, wait a minute!"

The bus had just left the station, and the driver saw a man chasing after him in the rearview mirror. He didn't want to pay attention to it, but the man had already grabbed the bus and staggered, almost falling under the wheels.

The driver stepped on the brake lightly, opened the door angrily, and yelled at the woman who jumped up and gasped: "What are you doing, are you trying to kill me?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, master, there is something urgent."

"It's an emergency? Are you rushing to reincarnate? Get down!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

The woman was in her twenties, dressed simply, with a pretty face. She was sweating profusely from running, with tears in her eyes, she kept nodding and bowing, and held on to the railing tightly, as if she would never go down.

"What are you doing standing there in a daze? Swipe your card!"

The driver's bad attitude is excusable. The woman's behavior just now was very dangerous. If anything happens, it will be entirely his responsibility.

The woman quickly swiped her card and said, "Master, can't you get to the Canaan Online Affairs Service Center?"

"No!"

"ah?"

"Get off the bus and change to Loop 34."

"But, it's too late!", the woman looked like she was about to cry, "Taxi and online car-hailing all take time."

"Did you win the lottery?" an aunt sitting behind asked with a raised voice.

"Um!"

“It’s already this time”

"What did you do earlier?"

"It's okay now. After the time has passed, it will be considered as giving up automatically."

"Oh, that's such a pity."

"Why don't I have such a good life? Some people still don't take it seriously?"

"Does giving up automatically mean that the quota is vacant?"

"That's what the rules and regulations say."

"Then do we have a chance?"

"What are you thinking about? Who would be so stupid as to not complete the registration at this time?"

“Can’t it be done online?”

"You must go to the service center in person with a valid ID and proof of winning the lottery."

"It's unnecessary."

"If we don't bother like this, wouldn't so many people have nothing to do?"

The emotions of the people in the car were suddenly aroused. There were not many people, and they were all chattering. The girl burst into tears and said, "My brother lost the winning notice. I just found it."

"Sit tight!"

The driver said with a straight face.

"Master, help me!"

The girl begged.

"Sit tight!"

The girl hurriedly sat down in the front seat. The driver suddenly turned the steering wheel and started driving in the wrong direction on the road.

"What's going on?"

"Do you want to go to the service center?"

"Is it too late?"

"We are in a hurry too!"

The driver kept a straight face and said nothing, but drove faster and faster.

The girl quickly stood up and bowed to the people in the carriage and thanked the driver. The passengers looked at her and gradually shut up.

The car was quiet, except for a retrograde bus speeding down the empty street.

At the service center, the receptionist yawned and was about to lock the rolling shutter door when he heard a sudden brake sound, and then the door clanked.

"What are you doing? What are you knocking for? Off duty?" The staff member looked at the time on the wall, turned around and said impatiently.

"Sorry, I'm here to register."

"It's time to get off work. Come back tomorrow."

Tomorrow, today is the final deadline.

The girl outside the door panicked, but the bus driver did not leave. He kicked the rolling door and shouted: "How dare you ignore such a big event? Open the door, the time has not yet come!"

The staff counted the seconds on the wall without answering. The hall inside was extremely empty, with the mess left last night everywhere. The staff who were cleaning up and getting ready to get off work were chatting and laughing.

"Please, please open the door!" the girl begged with tears in her eyes.

"This is maladministration and dereliction of duty. It will be posted online so that you can go up and down without food," the driver threatened.

The staff had no choice but to open the door with one and a half minutes left, and angrily said to the girl who kept thanking her for coming in: "What did you do earlier!?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

"Hukou, ID card, lottery winning notice"
To be continued...