For the new batch of disaster victims who have just moved into Kip Town, the screening is almost as harsh as it gets.
But no victims expressed anger over the stricter investigation.
After this verification, the temporary identity certificates in the hands of the victims will be converted into permanent certificates.
The police also gave out a carrot while smashing a stick, which effectively made the victims become extremely cooperative.
"Mr. Bollipierre, how did you know my brother?"
Bolivar went out, but his sister was left here with Xu Zhi. She was very interested in the relationship between Xu Zhi and Bolivar.
The orthodox media industry in Xiliu Kingdom is supported by giants. Abnormal media like Sha Diao Daily is a canoe, not much different from some entertainment magazines.
We do not infringe on the interests of others, nor do we take advantage of the orthodox media industry.
For two consecutive generations, this rather bizarre little newspaper has continued to grow and is now at the bottom of the newspaper industry.
Until it reaches a certain level, it is difficult to make people think.
But when it reaches the level of harvest, some people start to become jealous, and the pressure of competition suddenly comes.
From Bolívar's participation in the four-nation exchange competition to bringing glory to his country, to becoming Yuan Zong's apprentice, the newspaper has gone from turmoil to stability.
During this period, many events were entangled and many dramas were staged.
Let Bolipe see the warmth and coldness of human nature.
The stability of the newspaper cannot be separated from the unremitting efforts of our fathers, and it cannot be separated from Bolivar's leverage.
As you advance higher and higher, old friends leave and new friends come in.
But if we count Bolivar's real friends, the number is pitifully small.
Suddenly seeing the two of them so close, as if they had known each other for many years, even Polipier was curious.
"We probably got connected over a stick."
Xu Zhi thought for a moment about the process of getting acquainted with Bolivar.
Compared with his original appearance back then, Bolivar is obviously much more relaxed and lively now, and he is cheerful.
"By the way, do you have any makeup on you?"
"Cosmetics, a little bit."
"Lend it to me."
There were a lot of cosmetics in the small bag that Bolipier carried with him, and Xu Zhi thought about the various small cosmetic parts for a long time.
"You are too generous with it, it's so expensive."
Looking at Xu Zhi who kept smearing it on his face, Boli was so distressed that he started to bleed.
"Agave powder mud, I know the goods, I will pay you two better ones."
Cosmetic items are not cheap, and Li Duohuang cried to Xu Zhi before about being poor.
Agave powder is a well-known cosmetic substance. It is not only used for makeup, but also has a good effect on facial changes.
"I want the Xianglong brand."
"I've never heard of the Xianglong brand. Do you want the Hanxue Soul Reaching series?"
"That's the most expensive cosmetics series in Dongyue Country. I heard it's very expensive."
“It’s also the most useful.”
Xu Zhi dipped his fingers into agave powder and smeared it on his cheeks and neck from time to time. His originally bright face slowly turned gloomy and became increasingly ugly.
Benefiting from the influence of Shang Qianqiu, Li Duohuang and Hexis, his makeup level is extremely high, but his style has never returned to the ugly line.
He has not completely lost his original appearance, but his temperament and image have undergone earth-shaking changes.
If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, Bolipier wouldn't have believed that the man in front of him was the same person.
"Did your previous image also come from makeup?"
Thinking of the moment when Xu Zhi took off the towel, Bolipeer is still a little distracted.
Bright, sunny.
She even felt a little surprised at the time.
And now.
Gloomy, ordinary.
This image is even somewhat ugly.
Among the crowd, he is the kind of ordinary person that no one wants to talk to.
He has almost nothing to do with the person he was before.
They are the same person, and if you don't care about the scars with dark makeup, their appearance doesn't change much.
But Xu Zhi's whole person was completely different now, and the contrast was so great that Bolli Pianer was speechless.
"you guess."
Xu Zhi smiled.
He has seen many disaster victims. The gloomy look between their brows and the melancholy look on life are no different from his many years ago. It is not difficult for him to make up such an image.
The slightly ugly effect constantly erases one's own temperament.
The police station inquired and found that when Yuan Zong Bokong was guarding him, he had no intention of running for his life and only wanted to see if he could get through.
"Why are you wearing makeup? Do you have some dirty secret?"
"No."
"Are you a descendant of a big family living here? But Boli's surname seems to be the most famous among us, and I haven't heard of any other big families."
"You can check again when you go back."
"Did you have a little conflict with that person?"
"Kind of."
The reporter was very curious, and Bolipier asked a lot of questions. He had a conflict with Yuan Zong Bokong, and Xu Zhi did not deny it.
"I'll help you later. I don't want to see that white-haired swordsman at all. Maybe he will beat me. He is your brother's master. You can talk to him more then."
"White-Haired Swordsman" Bolipier was speechless for a moment and then said: "It's not unfair for you to be beaten."
"He has already beaten me," Xu Zhi muttered.
There was a sound near the corridor, and the security check had arrived at the residence of the fisherman at Moses Kidd Fishing Port who had a broken leg.
Xu Zhi made a little mess in the room, twisted the quilts into a ball, and piled them there randomly. He sat on the edge of the bed with a decadent look on his face.
"Bang bang bang"
"The door is unlocked, come in by yourself."
After humming feebly a few times, Bolipeer stared at this sunny young man who was full of energy just a moment ago. Now he is so decadent that he is almost a useless person.
"Boliplate?"
"exist."
Two voices sounded at the same time, and Bolipier laughed dryly, waved his hand and said: "Uncle police, you check, you check, my name is Bolipier, I am a reporter from Shadiao Daily, and I am here to interview and record the famous incident today.
"
"Hey, brother, ah, Master Yuan Zong, you are here too."
Bolipier greeted Yuan Zong Bokong and walked out of the room with a smile.
"Are you the only one in this room?"
"Three people."
"There are two more."
"One is asking me questions, and the other is taking notes."
Xu Zhi sat on the edge of the bed with his eyes rolled up. The police comrades were also very hard-working. They came here to find something to talk about if they had nothing to do.
"Looking at your expression, why do you feel a little melancholy? Are you having difficulties in life?"
The policeman who asked the question coughed twice in embarrassment, looked around at the impossibly shabby environment, and turned to the issue of daily life.
"Life in the college is very good, but when I think about the exam tomorrow, I feel very sad. I have only been in high school for one month, and I might be demoted."
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"You're a good-for-nothing guy who's still in high school at the age of twenty. Bolivar, you can use the Wuxiang Xuan Gong to simulate his inner energy. If you develop inner energy, you'll pass. If you don't, you'll make a record of it."
"It's really annoying that he has the same name as Xiao Pian'er."
Yuan Zong Bokong's voice outside the door was a little unhappy. He was disappointed with the state of the youth in his motherland, and was also dissatisfied with Xu Zhi's name of Boliper.
"Mr. Bollipierre, please extend your right hand."
Bolivar blinked at Xu Zhi, who grunted and handed his hand over.
Xu Zhi was a little lucky that Yuan Zong Bokong didn't do it himself. This was completely different from the usual inquiries and tests.
"After all, I am a person who has developed a little bit of internal energy. You should test it carefully, otherwise it will disappear."
Putting his finger on Xu Zhi's pulse, Bolivar had a confused look on his face. After more than ten seconds, he bit the bullet and said loudly: "Master, he is at the first level of Peiyuan Gong."
"Waste man" Yuan Zong Bokong said venomously outside the door: "That's how it will be in this life."
"Mr. Boliper, the inspection has passed. I wish you good luck in the exam. A permanent certificate will be sent to you in three days. Please pay attention to collect it."
"thank you all."
"Hey, why do I smell something familiar? It's very familiar."
Just when Xu Zhi thought he had passed the test, he suddenly saw Yuan Zong Bokong striding into the room.
"It smells like whale scent. Why does the cooking utensils smell like whale scent?"
Yuan Zong Bokong took a deep breath through his nose, and then licked the iron pot with his mouth. His eyes flashed brightly, and he turned his head towards the decadent young man Bolipe.