Chapter 21 Monitoring
This was the first time Jun Qiulan had encountered such a thing. People who join in the fun are not limited by age or age.
It was called a car accident, but it wasn't serious. It was just a collision between two cars.
However, both drivers were dissatisfied and thought it was the other's fault, so they started pushing and shoving each other on the street.
Soon, two middle-aged men in blue uniforms came over.
"What are you arguing about?" One of the uniformed men said sternly, "There are surveillance cameras here."
Onlookers also said: "Yes, just check the surveillance video and you'll know. It's so early in the morning, everyone should calm down."
monitor?
I understand the literal meaning, but what is this thing?
Jun Qiulan quickly took out his cell phone and checked secretly.
This examination made the blood in his body freeze.
When I looked up again, I saw four or five glaring surveillance cameras hanging on the street.
At this moment, Jun Qiulan's whole body stiffened.
He almost didn't dare to look back to see if there were any cameras in the alley.
Coincidentally, there were a few school-going children chirping at the table.
"How long can this surveillance video be kept? The surveillance video from when we skipped class last time to play here won't still be there, right?"
"No way. The surveillance on the street isn't a main road. If nothing happens, it will usually be gone in half a month to a month."
"This night market with a large flow of people won't last long. If something happens on this street, the surveillance cameras will be checked immediately. For example, if someone loses something, they won't wait ten days or half a month to check."
Several young boys were chattering.
Jun Qiulan listened while looking up information based on these clues.
After checking, I breathed a sigh of relief.
The surveillance cameras on these streets are generally not monitored all the time and will be covered after a few days.
As for the alleys, there may not be surveillance.
Jun Qiulan was not in the mood to join in the fun at the moment, so he slowly withdrew from the crowd and returned to the alley.
The alley is very narrow, and it is just enough for an adult man to fit in with his arms outstretched.
There are no street lights at night, and the only visible light comes from the night market. Jun Qiulan usually walks deeper into the alley.
He observed and found that there was only one surveillance camera hanging on the corner of the wall at the end of the alley.
I don’t know how wide the surveillance coverage is, but as long as nothing happens in this alley, no one will check the surveillance, and no one will notice that someone suddenly appears or disappears in this alley.
This world is truly great.
Jun Qiulan was so conflicted that he wanted to laugh.
It seems I have to travel to another place next time.
As for whether his time travel some time ago would be discovered, he could only hope that nothing would happen in the alley in the next ten days or half a month.
Jun Qiulan lowered his head and remained silent for a while.
There is no other way now.
Even if he really wants to never come again, he can't do it.
If he had known about the surveillance problem during his first two time travels, he would have thought twice and would not have tried it again rashly.
But now, he has a plan for the development of this world and has signed a contract with the crew. The most important thing is that everything in this world can change his family's poor living conditions in the border town.
Perhaps it was because Jun Qiulan had the opportunity to travel through time and space that his luck has always been pretty good.
He decided to take a gamble.
Someone was about to come to his door, so it wasn't too late for him to run away.
After thinking about it, he left the alley without looking back.
I just have to find a way to change the place where I travel through.
Master Qingheng was the only one who knew about this, and he also reserved a room for him in the Taoist temple.
It’s too far. I can’t spend more than three hours going up and down the mountain every day.
Jun Qiulan calculated the money he had and found it was still not enough to rent a house.
Maybe the public restroom in the park last time was a good option?
People in this world can't install surveillance cameras in toilets and watch people use the toilet, right?
Jun Qiulan was full of thoughts and felt uneasy as he arrived at the small park.
Probably all the extras who have obtained actor certificates are already in the WeChat group, and the crew will shout in the group when recruiting extras. Today in the small park, there is only one crew queuing up to recruit people.
He took a look and it was a coincidence that it was the crew where he was ostracized last time.
Jun Qiulan shook his head, did not queue up to register, and went to find the toilet.
There is indeed no surveillance inside the toilet, nor at the door, but there is a camera under the street light not far from the toilet.
this……
Cameras are really everywhere.
But there is no other way now. Besides the cameras in the alley, there is also the risk of being seen by others.
Not many people come to this public restroom, and it is divided into small cubicles, through which you can go back.
There is just one problem.
Every time he travels through time, he can only stay in the same place. What should he do if there is someone in the compartment when he comes back the next day?
Scare people so much that they can't take care of themselves from now on?
After careful consideration, I decided that this bathroom was more secure, albeit a little unethical. I should be able to set up the night market stall tomorrow.
By then, I should be able to afford more.
After surveying the crossing location, we have to find work today.
It was probably because there was no signal in ancient times. Several groups were recruiting actors and they all sent messages last night, but he had no signal and couldn't receive it, so he missed it.
I just don't know if I can still squat there during the day.
Jun Qiulan would not make things difficult for the crew in the park square.
After walking around, I met Uncle Chouqin who was smoking again.
"Hey, Brother Xiaojun." Uncle Chouqin was still very enthusiastic. "Aren't you going to register for the performance today?"
Jun Qiulan shook his head and did not mention that he was ostracized by the crew. He only said that he could not get along with that crew.
"I heard about it." Uncle Chouqin said cheerfully, "But it should be fine now. The lead actor has been replaced, and there's been a lot of buzz online."
Jun Qiulan was surprised. He didn't have much traffic and he didn't pay attention to information that had nothing to do with him. The lead actor had been decided and the filming had been going on for a while, so why would he be replaced?
Uncle Chouqin is quite old and quite gossipy.
"After we finished filming that day, someone broke the news online that evening that the lead actor was having multiple affairs. Fans couldn't even tell how many sisters-in-law he had, and the sisters-in-law came up with evidence. The crew wouldn't want such a bad actor, as it would affect the ratings. The lead actor had to be replaced, and they're still filming the other actors' parts."
Jun Qiulan didn't know what to say.
Uncle Chouqin was still chattering, "On the day we were there, a lot of us heard about you being ostracized. They even joked that the lead actor must be jealous of your looks. If you're looking for work today, go ask if they still want you. It was the previous lead actor's fault, not the crew's."
Jun Qiulan hesitated, "Uncle, aren't you going today?"
"No, no, I haven't gone yet. I haven't applied for my actor's license yet. I just want to have some fun and earn some money for groceries. I met a friend to write in the park today."
Jun Qiulan was particularly envious of Uncle Chouqin's condition.
Writing in the park?
Before he could figure it out, a bald man about the same age as Uncle Chouqin came with a bucket of water and two big brushes in his hands.
This was a new experience for Jun Qiulan. It was the first time he had seen such a big brush, almost half a person's height.
The two uncles greeted each other, and Uncle Chouqin also introduced Jun Qiulan.
"What a handsome young man." The bald uncle was also a cheerful person. "Are you dating? Your daughter is a lawyer. She earns a lot of money and is pretty. She might be a few years older than you, though. Would you consider her?"
This was the first time Jun Qiulan encountered such a situation. He quickly waved his hands and said that he was a Taoist priest who had just come down the mountain and had no plans to get married.
Uncle Chouqin laughed so hard, "You scared the handsome guy. Besides, my niece works in a big city and is under a lot of pressure. Don't keep urging her to get married. Now she doesn't dare to come home because she's afraid you'll urge her to get married. It's normal not to get married in her 30s."
Jun Qiulan felt a little more favorable towards this world.
His younger sister is only fifteen years old and has to consider marriage. Here, a thirty-year-old woman only needs her family to urge her and the neighbors to persuade her.
Thinking of this, he felt a pang of regret. If he could bring his family here, he could make some money and send his sister to school. Like the girls here, she could finish her studies in her early twenties, get a job, and choose the person she likes.
While he was still feeling regretful, the two uncles had already started writing on the stone slabs in the park with brushes.
Jun Qiulan could tell at a glance that Uncle Chouqin's handwriting was the same as the handwriting of Tiandao Chouqin in his avatar.
Last time he was still complaining in his mind that these words were so ugly.
He was a little embarrassed, but didn't show it on his face. He just watched quietly from the side.
The two uncles' handwriting is similar, can you tell they have the same master? There are not many people in this world who write with a brush, most of them use hard pen.
Could it be that all calligraphy in the world is of this standard? Then when he sells folding fans, does he also use this kind of font?
If the teacher who taught him how to write knew about this, he would probably come to kill him overnight.
In fact, if you really say this character is ugly, it is not unsightly, but you can clearly see that the basic skills are insufficient. Some exaggerated techniques are used to make the font look more elegant?
If Jun Qiulan looked up some information, he would know that this is the controversial Jianghu style in the calligraphy world.
The two uncles wrote a poem together. The water stains on the stone slab would not dry too quickly, and the two uncles also commented on each other.
I said your writing was not good, and you said my writing was too ugly.
Jun Qiulan was delighted by this.
They both turned their heads and said, "You can judge for yourself who wrote it better."
Jun Qiulan: "..." How come the fire is burning on me?
"Tell me about it quickly." Uncle Chouqin also became more interested.
What can Jun Qiulan say?
The two men's writing is equally good, and no matter who is good or bad, the two uncles will not accept it.
He thought for a moment and said, "Uncle, can I borrow your pen?"
Uncle Chouqin said happily: "Oh, there are not many young people who can write calligraphy. Let me see how good you are."
Jun Qiulan had never used such a large pen before. He first tried using the strength of his wrist to write down the strokes of dots, hooks and dots on the slate.
Only after he had a feel for it did he start writing.
He just wrote four big words: God rewards hard work.
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