Wenshan came out carrying the washed negatives. The negatives in his hands were still dripping wet, but the moment he stepped outside, he saw that the boy was still standing there. He immediately asked, "Why haven't you left yet, you little brat? Do you really want to get locked in the dark room?"
As he spoke, he handed the negatives to the photographer. The boy ignored him and immediately sprawled over the service desk to look at the freshly developed photograph. Sure enough, it was just like the Identity Card photo the minor official had received earlier. The only difference was that this one was still unfinished. Although it had the photograph, there were no words on it yet.
"Wow, it's so clear! How did you make this?" the boy exclaimed despite himself.
"You really are trying to learn this in secret, aren't you? You've given yourself away." Wenshan continued teasing the child. The photographer, however, said nothing. He took the photograph and glanced at it. The result was quite good, so he wiped the moisture off it with a towel before handing it to the colleague responsible for stamping the lettering.
That man had already fixed the movable type onto the stamping ram. He placed the base plate into the prefabricated slot, seized the handle on the ram, and forcefully pressed it down. With a click, the personal information section on the Identity Card was finished. Finally, he took another cover plate and connected the two copper sheets with hinges. The latest version of the Identity Card was complete.
The person applying for the Identity Card had already removed the crown from his head and came over to collect it. When he saw that his appearance from moments ago had been preserved on the copper sheet, his astonishment was