"Where is your wife?" Professor Alexei asked with a pale face after getting out of the cab.
"The travel agency is waiting for you." Wei Ran winked and patted his knee, "Come on, Professor!"
"I'll deal with you when I get back!" Professor Alexei said Throwing the car keys to Wei Ran, Sayazi ran to the travel agency next door with a large bouquet of roses in her arms.
"Now we have something good to watch." Wei Ran locked the rolling shutter door again with great joy and strolled towards the travel agency next door.
Before entering the door, Wei Ran heard Professor Alexey explaining something in a panic in his aunt's office. Outside the office, the only employees of the travel agency were already starting their own business. I took out various snacks from the drawer and got ready to watch the show.
This is not the first time this has happened, and there is no doubt that it will not be the last time.
"Ten minutes" Wei Ran took the ice cream from a little girl and said as he threw a thousand ruble bill on the table.
"Half an hour!" Sasha, the little hairy girl at the front desk, took out a thousand rubles and put it on the table. At the same time, she clenched her fists and muttered in a low voice, "Come on, boss!"
" "15 minutes." While the female tour guide Mira placed her bet, she also threw a thousand rubles on the table.
With these three people taking the lead, the remaining people in the travel agency also placed bets, and soon the table was filled with bills.
While everyone was waiting patiently, half an hour later, Professor Alexei walked out of his aunt’s office with a large box of film in his arms, and even a smile on his face. There was also a fiery red lip print on it.
“Alas——”
Almost everyone in the travel agency sighed, except for Sasha, the little girl at the front desk, who cheered and crossed the banknotes on the table to where she had prepared them. In a good cardboard box.
“You bastards are betting on me again?!” Professor Alexey angrily pushed the wooden box to Wei Ran, “Your vacation is cancelled, now, immediately, go and develop the photos! "
"Are you sure?" Wei Ran asked with a wink while holding the wooden box.
Professor Alexei turned around subconsciously, and then saw his wife leaning on the door frame of the office and looking at him with a smile.
Professor Alexei quickly gave him a smile, then pushed Wei Ran on the shoulder and walked out, "Follow me back to the studio!"
The old and the young were on one side. While bickering, he returned to the next door. After closing the rolling shutter door, Professor Alexei immediately wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Okay, okay, fortunately, the profit this time is enough."
"You talk Okay?" Wei Ran put down the box and asked while politely handing over a cup of coffee.
“Of course!”
Alexey took the coffee and took a sip, and said proudly, “I went to Saratov last night, and there was a collector there. The artist took a fancy to Mr. Polevoi’s photography, and he would be there in a weekCome and pick out the negatives, so before that, we have to develop all the photos as quickly as possible. "
"I'm going now." Wei Ran picked up the box again and prepared to go to the darkroom. He and the professor ended up bickering, but the work would not be delayed.
"The tank was taken away? Professor Alexei asked nonchalantly, "The photos were also sold?" "
"I took it away about ten minutes before you came back. I also bought the photos. Total..."
"It's all yours." Professor Alexei Wei Ran waved his hand before he finished speaking, "Save some money for yourself."
"I got it." Wei Ran nodded, stood at the door of the darkroom, holding the box with his back to the professor and said, "Professor. , I want to find a place to practice marksmanship. ”
“Is someone coming to the studio to cause trouble or is someone bullying you? "Professor Alexei immediately put down the coffee cup in his hand.
"No, who can bully me? "
Wei Ran stepped into the darkroom and replied loudly through the door, "I am just interested in weapons from the Second World War. I want to find a place to practice and learn some military knowledge, so that in the future we can You might be able to use it when looking for clues. "
Professor Alexey was relieved after hearing this and said proudly, "You have asked the right person. When we complete this transaction, I will take you to a place where you will definitely Someone can teach you. "
"Where? "Wei Ran poked his head out of the door frame and asked.
"Develop the photos first, then you will know. "Professor Alexey reached out and held down Wei Ran's head and pushed him back to the darkroom, "But compared to these, you might as well learn other really useful things, such as..."
" How about German? ”
Wei Ran took the initiative and said without waiting for the other party to finish. In fact, Professor Alexei had mentioned learning German as early as when he was a junior in college, but at that time, Wei Ran had no idea about it. If you don’t have the motivation to study, it will naturally be nothing.
“Your head was hit by a rolling shutter door? Alexei stopped what he was doing and looked at Wei Ran with a strange look on his face, "We haven't seen him for just one night. Why did he change his gender?" "
"My aunt wants me to go to graduate school"
Wei Ran came up with the excuse he had prepared a long time ago, "I don't want to suffer that, so I might as well go to the school to sit in on it. Courses that may be useful in the future, at least without exams. "
"It's simple."
Professor Alexey said while fixing the film on the film holder, "When the summer vacation is over, you can go back to school to audit German courses, or I will introduce you to a place where you can learn it after working for a while. But now, you'd better come back and help me develop the photos! ”
Wei Ran, who had already touched the doorknob, sighed helplessly and resigned to his fate and started to attack Professor Alexei.
After a busy week, the war reporter The film negatives left behind by Polevoy were all developed into photographs. In order to sell them at a good price, Professor Alexei even specially ordered a few with SovietA plastic leather photo album with the same flavor.
While the old and the young were waiting, at noon that day, an ordinary black car slowly stopped at the door of the studio. Professor Alexei trotted over and personally helped him open the car door. His respectful attitude made Wei Ran, who was standing aside, roll his eyes. As the car door opened, the first thing that came out was a walking stick, followed by an old man with chicken skin and gray hair covered with age spots.
"Mr. Ilya, we meet again." Professor Alexei enthusiastically shook hands with the other person's age spots.
"Professor Alexei, take me to see those photos quickly." Ilya, who looked to be at least sixty or seventy years old, urged impatiently.
"Of course, come with me." Professor Alexey enthusiastically led him into the studio that had been cleaned in advance.
On a specially placed long table, photo albums as thick as a fist are neatly arranged according to the time when the photos were taken. Next to each photo album, there are also corresponding photo albums of negatives.
Ilya stood in front of the long table with a cane, letting the assistant who came in with him help him pull out the chair, then slowly sat down, and then opened the photo album in front of him.
The spacious and clean studio fell into silence, and only the sound of flipping photo albums and Mr. Ilya’s exclamations from time to time could be heard.