From the second day after returning to Volgograd, Jima didn't know which muscle was wrong. Every day, he ran to the travel agency next door more diligently than clocking in at work, and shamelessly pestered the little girl at the front desk, Sasha, in various ways. Fancy, earthy and attentive.
Although this guy annoys the small front desk of the travel agency, the studio next door has lost such a noisy guy, and it has rarely returned to its former peace.
Now that there is almost a week left before returning to Hongqi Forest Farm for classes, Wei Ran can finally calm down and continue to study the teaching materials that Karl Pu prepared for him.
As for the Chinese musical instrument that the other party asked him to learn on his own, Wei Ran still had no idea. Even the wooden fish that was the size of a rice cooker that he bought online was sent to the travel agency next door by Ji Ma and became a writer. One of the decorations at the front desk.
Apart from these inconsequential episodes, what made Wei Ran happiest was that since returning from Berlin, he found that he had never had nightmares again, and every night he felt extremely at ease until dawn. , coupled with being extra energetic every day during the day, the progress of learning has naturally improved significantly. Of course, those who don’t understand still don’t understand, and the questions in the study notes are piling up.
As the time came to the end of November, a sudden heavy snowfall visited Volgograd on the riverside. Also visiting with the heavy snow was Nicholas, who came here early in the morning.
"Mr. Nicholas, have you had breakfast?" Wei Yan put down the topography he had just opened and said hello in a unique Chinese way.
"Have eaten"
Nicholas first carefully observed the expression on Wei Ran's face, and then secretly relaxed when he saw that he looked lively and full of energy. With a tone of voice, he put the bag he was carrying on the table and said with a smile, "Put on these clothes. A reporter will come to interview you later."
"Then Photo?" Wei Ran immediately thought of the reason.
Nicola nodded with a smile, "After expert appraisal, that photo has been confirmed to be the first red flag of the Capitol Building."
"Great. !" Wei Ran smiled and waved his fist, but then asked nervously, "Is there still an interview? Do I need to clean up?"
"No, that's it." Very good." Nicholas pushed the paper bag forward on the table again, then turned and shouted out the door, "Dalia, come here to help"
Zai Weiran looked at him in surprise. Next, Teacher Dalia from Hongqi Forest Farm walked into the studio wearing a decent formal suit and carrying a brown horsehide briefcase.
"Teacher Dalia, why are you here?" Wei Ran stood up straight subconsciously.
Teacher Dalia lowered her head and looked at her watch, then said with a smile, "Victor, you still have three minutes to change clothes, which is more than ten thousand rubles per minute."
< p>"It's true that Teacher Dalia is right!"Wei Ran cursed secretly and hurriedly opened the paper bag on the table and took out a set of expensive-looking black suits, matching shirts, leather shoes, belts, ties and even socks.
After he hurriedly put on his clothes and put on his shoes, Teacher Dalia walked around him, then opened his briefcase, and after some selection, he took out a black The glasses case was opened and pushed to Wei Ran.
"Put on your glasses. You will have a simple interview later. If you forget your words, you can take off your glasses and wipe them. I will give you a reminder then. In addition, it also It can improve your scholarly temperament."
"Um...thank you"
Wei Ran didn't know what to say except thanking you. He picked it up gratefully without even saying a word. The glasses were placed on her face purely for show.
Teacher Dalia continued to look around Wei Ran, then rummaged through her briefcase and took out a watch with a green canvas strap and handed it to Wei Ran, "Wear this watch too." Come on, now that you have your temperament, you also need some accessories to highlight your style. Although this watch is not expensive, it is just right."
Wei Ran took the watch and looked at it honestly. , this is a Timex tide watch. Although it looks more outdoor-oriented, once worn on the wrist, as Teacher Dalia said, it easily changes the scholarly temperament disguised by this outfit. , making the whole person look a little sunshine.
Looking around Wei Ran again, Teacher Dalia personally helped him change the tie method, and then took out a box of nail clippers and a razor from the briefcase. , "Clip your nails and shave cleanly."
"Um...do you need to pay so much attention to it?" Wei Ran took the nail clipper and asked.
"Since it is a disguised identity, it must be as perfect as possible."
Teacher Dalia took out another square towel from her bag and folded it. He personally stuffed it into Wei Ran's chest pocket, leaving only a little edge exposed, "In addition, when you are being interviewed, you should speak slower. The slower you speak, the more obvious your temperament will be. "
The other party said so, so Wei Ran couldn't ignore their good intentions. After trimming and polishing his nails honestly, he applied some extra hand cream, and finally let Dali know. Teacher Ya nodded with satisfaction.
“There is still one hour.”
Teacher Dalia finally took out a manuscript from the briefcase and handed it to Wei Ran, “I’ll give you 15 minutes. Memorize it. I will ask you questions in 15 minutes."
Wei Ran quickly picked up the manuscript. Fortunately, there were not many questions, and there were also few answers. , but it is not difficult to memorize it.
While Teacher Dalia was waiting with her watch in hand, fifteen minutes had just passed when she asked her first question.
Before Wei Ran could finish his first sentence, he was interrupted by the former, "It's too fast.The speed should be slower and the tone should have some changes, but not too exaggerated. In addition, sit up slightly straighter. When there is no camera, look directly at the interviewer. When there is a camera, face the camera directly. Now start over. ”
As Teacher Dalia corrected her over and over again, Wei Ran also adjusted his speaking speed, facial expressions and sitting posture little by little.
This kind of surprise training Although it was just a matter of sharpening one's skills before the battle, under her guidance, the results were remarkable after half an hour. Apart from anything else, Ji Ma, who had wandered back from the next door, was at least stunned.
"What are you doing? Are you planning to make a movie? "Jima asked curiously.
"Go aside, I have nothing to do with you today. ”
Nicholas pulled Ji Ma aside like a fly, and while asking questions on Darya’s behalf, he watched her smear Wei Ran’s face.
As Wei Ran answered again and again, Nicholas nodded with satisfaction, and Teacher Dalia finally finished packaging Wei Ran's external image.
Finally, she sprayed some cologne in the air. After letting Wei Ran walk over, Teacher Dalia and Nicholas looked at each other with satisfaction, and then motioned Wei Ran to keep his current sitting posture, while the two of them personally put away the study materials on the table and put on their clothes. Several history books and a map of the Battle of Berlin found in the studio
Randomly picked up a red and blue marker and drew some arrows on the map. Teacher Dalia waved her hand to Jima who was watching the excitement. , “Help me go to the car and get that wooden box. ”
Jima, who was watching the excitement, took the car keys and ran out of the studio in a hurry. Soon after, he returned to the studio carrying a wooden box that was more than one meter long and half a meter wide.< /p>
“What is this? "Wei Ran asked curiously.
"The background that enhances your artistic background is also the Chinese musical instrument I helped you choose, lest you really take that monk's percussion instrument to the Hongqi Forest Farm and waste everyone's time. . "
As Teacher Dalia said, she opened the wooden box sent by Jima, took out a guqin from it, and carefully placed it on the bookshelf diagonally opposite the long table.
“You plan to let me learn this? Wei Ran asked with an ugly face. If he could learn this thing, he would have majored in history, and he might not have even considered going abroad.
Teacher Dalia replied matter-of-factly, "It seems to have very strong Chinese characteristics, doesn't it? Also remember to pay. Culp bought it after going to France to participate in an underground auction. "
"I pay? "Wei Ran's eyes widened even more.
"Don't worry, it's not expensive. Although it is an antique that is nearly a hundred years old, it actually only costs US$20,000 because of its shady origin. . Teacher Dalia said with a smile, "If you don't want to waste twenty thousand dollars, just find a way to learn how to play it." ”
Before Wei Ran could say anything else, outside the studio, several cars with signs saying “Moscow Patriotic War” were posted.The SUV with the words "War Museum" slowly stopped at the door.
"Why is it the Moscow Patriotic War Museum?" Not Mamayev Kurgan? "Wei Ran belatedly asked Nikolai who was sitting aside watching the fun, and for a moment he forgot about the guqin. The two museums are thousands of miles apart.
< p> "To be precise, it should be more than Mamayev Ridge. "Nicholas did not explain in detail, but instead asked Jima to get into Wei Ran's bedroom, leaving only teacher Dalia outside to help Wei Ran greet the unexpected guests.They didn’t have to wait long before a middle-aged woman with a microphone in her hand got out of the car. Behind her, there were several staff members carrying cameras and fill lights, as well as several men and women. .
“Mr. Lu Ren, we meet again. "Teacher Dalia shook hands with a middle-aged man who followed the reporter into the studio with a calm look.
"Ms. Sasha" Director Lu Ren and teacher Dalia who goes by the pseudonym Sasha Shaking hands, he looked at Wei Ran impatiently and asked, "Is this Mr. Victor, the donor of those two photos? "
"He is indeed the Victor who discovered those two photos. "
After finishing speaking, Teacher Dalia arched her hands towards the middle-aged man, "Victor, this is Mr. Lu Ren, the deputy director of the Patriotic War Museum. "
"Hello, Director Lu Ren. "Wei Ran shook hands with the other party without being humble or overbearing.
"Thank you very much for your willingness to donate such two precious photos. They make up for the regrets in history. "While Director Lu Ren was speaking, the reporter over there had already turned on the microphone and camera.
Although the process was somewhat different from what was expected, fortunately the change was not big. Wei Ran was temporarily nervous. After that, they completely relaxed.
Under the guidance of the reporter, Director Lu Ren and Wei Ran sat down at 90 degrees at the corner of the long table, and at the same time, intentionally or unintentionally, Wei Ran was moved. The guqin on the bookshelf behind him was captured in the camera lens.
As he and the female reporter and curator Lu Ren asked and answered questions according to the script, time passed quietly, and the sound outside the window was revealed. The snow gradually became smaller. After the interview, the deputy director Lu Ren personally signed a letter of appointment for Wei Ran as an honorary consultant of the Patriotic War Museum.
For two words, It’s hard to say whether it’s a loss or a gain to exchange the expensive photos for such an honorary consultant title, but even Ji Ma, who is hiding in the bedroom and watching the excitement through the crack of the door, knows that after the interview just aired, Wei Ran will at least be able to Russia and Germany caused a sensation
When everything was over and the reporters and the deputy director named Lu Ren were sent away, the heavy snow outside the studio finally stopped, and they kept hiding. Nicholas, who was in the bedroom, came out with Ji Ma who was full of envy.
“How do you feel? "Nicholas asked with a smile while sitting in the seat that originally belonged to the reporter.
"More tiring than hunting games at the Hongqi Forest Farm." Wei Ran wiped the sweat from his forehead., truthfully stated his feelings.
"There will always be rewards for your efforts"
Nikolai looked in the direction of the Volga River and said leisurely, "Soon, those two photos and your name will appear. In the news. Victor, from today on, you are a well-known historian." "What kind of historian am I?" Wei Ran loosened his tie and took off his glasses. Throwing it on the table, "I originally wanted to be a war photographer."
"Then Mr. Photographer, would you like to pay the auction fee for that Chinese guqin?" Teacher Dalia smiled. Changed the topic.
"Twenty thousand dollars?" Wei Ran asked with a grimace. Why did he feel like he was being taken advantage of when he spent hundreds of thousands of yuan to buy a musical instrument?
Teacher Dalia shrugged, "Including the clothes you are wearing and Culp's travel expenses to and from France, the total is twenty-four thousand US dollars. How about a total of twenty-five thousand?"
Wei Ran nodded dumbfounded, and finally endured his heartache and got into the bedroom, took out 25,000 US dollars in cash from the safe and handed it over to Teacher Dalia.
Although the other party is suspected of buying and selling by force, he is not a fool. Even if he thinks with his toes, he knows that if those two photos can be sent to the Patriotic War Museum in Moscow, there must be Dali. Thanks to Teacher Ya and Culp. Therefore, due to emotions and reasons, Wei Ran would take the initiative to pay a reasonable remuneration even if the other party didn't mention it.
Although I know the truth in my heart, it is really hard to exchange two photos that are estimated to be worth at least hundreds of thousands of dollars in exchange for only a letter of appointment and more than 20,000 dollars. Wei Ran, who had just become rich, was heartbroken.
On the other hand, Teacher Dalia, as if nothing was wrong, exaggeratedly sniffed the banknotes that Wei Ran photographed in his hand, and then said hello to Nicholas coolly, even the He left the studio empty-handed without taking his briefcase, drove away in his car, and disappeared at the end of the silver-covered road.