As the New Year's bell rang, more fireworks lit up in the night sky outside the window. Professor Alexey, who was brutally killed three times by Wei Ran and Sui Sui, seemed to have put all his All his dissatisfaction was vented on the fireworks he left behind specially. He was mumbling something again and again while sending fireworks bombs into the night sky in the yard.
Until the last inventory was emptied by him and Wei Ran's dad who was watching the fun, Wei Ran, who had divided the stolen goods with Suisui, also sent Ji Ma, who was still unsatisfied, to the closed guest room of the neighbor's house next door. .
"Victor, what are your plans for tomorrow?" Jima, holding a box of memory cards in one hand and a tablet in the other, asked expectantly.
"Get up early tomorrow. When I call you, I will come over quickly and take you to pay New Year greetings."
"Is there any red envelope for you?" Ji Ma subconsciously said He touched the bulging pockets of his clothes.
Hearing this, Wei Ran, who was already about to walk back, quickly stopped and reminded, "It won't be certain tomorrow, but don't give out lucky money to people who are about the same age as you or older than you. ."
"Why?" Ji Ma asked in confusion.
"Only the elders can give lucky money to the younger ones. If you give it to the wrong person, you will be beaten." Wei Ran explained seriously.
"That's not bad!" Jima patted his pockets happily, "So the money is all mine?"
"It's all yours ”
Before Wei Ran finished speaking, he had already taken steps towards his grandma’s house again. Jima behind him, after closing the door, first placed the thick wad of banknotes on the table and took a photo. Then he played with his tablet and started uploading his experiences over the past two days with great interest. and knowledge.
At the same time, Wei Ran also got into the car parked at the door and took out the metal book in the dark. In his anticipation, the metal book turned to page nine again.
The red and blue vortex on this page only appeared last year when this metal book was given to me as a New Year's gift, and inside was the Guqin bed named Yaoguang.
After carefully looking at the two unchanging sentences on both sides of the whirlpool, "I lie down at night and listen to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dreams." , I’m afraid this gift is far less generous than I expected.
He tried to lift it out, and the familiar feel and outline made him guess that it was still the low-key, luxurious and heavy piano case inside.
I simply put away the metal book, started the car, and drove to the wooden observation deck outside the village again like last year.
"I gave you a Guangling San song last year, what will I give you this year?" Wei Ran murmured to himself, reached into the rear compartment, and took out Gu Qin Yao from the metal book. Light.
Wei Ran opened the piano case and looked at it. Seeing that there was nothing extra in the box, Wei Ran swallowed.He held the car door steady, stretched out his fingers and gently plucked the strings.
Almost at the same time as that wisp of piano sound sounded, the long-expected feeling of brain shutdown also came as expected, making him feel that the world was spinning at any time and that he might break through the first cosmic speed and be thrown into space at any time. illusion.
After a long time, when he recovered from the unspeakable and uncomfortable feeling, he also noticed that there seemed to be something more in his mind again.
"No more music, right?"
Wei Ran muttered with disappointment, opened the car door, took Guqin Yaoguang out of the case and walked to the end of the observation deck sat down on the stone table.
Following the extra things in his mind, he followed the muscle memory and gently plucked the strings, but then he immediately stopped.
He seemed to have heard the slightly familiar melody at the beginning of this piece somewhere, and after some recall and elimination, Wei Ran soon realized that this piece of music had just begun. , it was exactly the piece that Sui Xin from Volgograd had talked about when she asked him to borrow the piano.
"What's your name?"
Wei Ran looked at the guqin on the table and thought for a moment, then muttered to himself uncertainly, "Crazy guy? No, drunkard." "It seems to be called Jiu Kuang?"
Picking up his phone and searching, Wei Ran became more and more certain that the song he had just learned was indeed the song Sui Xin had played.
Although he knew that he had learned a new piece of music, he did not touch the strings for the time being, but instead pondered the routine of the guqin.
Last year, the piece of Guangling San that this broken book taught me was originally played by Sui Xin using the bed of Youquan. This year, the piece of "Jiu Kuang" that he taught me was still played by Sui Xin. Xin once played it.
What’s wrong with this bastard who has fallen in love with that girl named Sui Xin?
Wei Ran looked at the tattoo at the tiger's mouth with a strange expression, and finally rolled up his sleeves, sat on the cold stone bench, gently plucked the strings, and played the wine song he had just learned. It popped out skillfully.
Compared with Guangling San, which helped him come out of the gloomy mood after the war, after playing this newly learned song "Drunkard", he couldn't help but reveal a sunny smile on his face. , it seems that even the mood has improved a lot.
After randomly pulling the tight strings a few times, Wei Ran said a silent thank you, got into the car with the guqin in his arms, put it and the case back into the metal book, and drove back slowly.
In the blink of an eye, it was early in the morning on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Before Wei Ran could get out of bed, Suisui, wearing a bright red cotton-padded jacket, had already ran in excitedly holding a tablet computer.
"Stop sleeping! Wake up! Look at this!" Suisui said as she put her cold little hands under the quilt and pressed them on Wei Ran's chest.
Wei Ran, who was originally stunned, suddenly woke up, pulled away the opponent's hands and paws, wrapped the quilt tightly and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Ji Ma! Ji Ma It’s hot! ”
Suisui lit up the screen of her tablet, pointed at a line of text that ranked tenth on the hot list of a certain short video platform, and said, "Look at this, 'chickens with fat eggs'!"
Also Before Wei Ran could see clearly, Suisui had already clicked in, and then a selfie of Ji Ma with Spring Festival couplets on his face appeared.
Looking at the dense comments on this photo and the frightening number of likes, Wei Ran finally regained consciousness. He grabbed the tablet from the opponent's hand and clicked into Ji Ma's account. Then he was surprised to find that in just one night, this guy had posted dozens of videos! Forget it, every one of these videos has a lot of likes and comments, and the most common comment in them is the sentence Suisui wrote in Ji Ma's profile yesterday, "This foreigner can't speak Chinese, please keep it up." There should be a tacit understanding."
"Is this guy crazy?" Wei Ran asked dully.
"I don't know if he is crazy or not." Suisui stretched out her finger to like one of the comments casually, "But he is definitely popular."
"But in The movie he made became popular before it was finished."
Wei Ran, who came back to his senses, shook his head helplessly, and said as he expected, "Let's see, I don't know how this guy will get success in the next few days. "Where's Se?"
"He's already here"
Suisui, who was helping to open the curtains, saw at a glance that Ji Ma was holding a mobile phone in one hand and a tablet in the other. , with an action camera on his shoulder, grinning like a husky, ran into the yard in a hurry.
"Victor!"
After Ji Ma rushed into the room and saw Suisui was there, he quickly said hello and said "Happy New Year" off-key, and then couldn't wait to Passing the phone over, "Quick! Translate for me, what did these people say under my videos and photos!"
Wei Ran and Suisui looked at each other in confusion, and then The latter took Ji Ma's cell phone that had been ringing, and the former began to put on his clothes.
After a moment, uncontrollable laughter burst out from the mouths of the two people, and in a very short time evolved into pig or goose braying.
"Can you two stop laughing and tell me what they said?" Ji Ma, who was heartbroken, urged hurriedly.
"No...it's nothing! I compliment you on how handsome you are!" After Wei Ran finished speaking, his uncontrollable laughter burst out again.
Comments and private messages kept popping up in the background of Jima’s account. Most of the content basically said that this foreigner who did not understand Chinese was cheated by his friends. There were even a few comments in Russian. He also praised Jima in a serious manner, and gave him bad ideas in a serious manner, preparing to trick this foreigner who did not understand Chinese.
Some of them were even holding back their bad feelings and suggested in Russian in the comments that on the first day of the Lunar New Year, they should go out to pay New Year greetings with the Spring Festival couplets that read "Chickens, Fat Eggs", and vowed to do so. You are guaranteed to get more red envelopes.
In addition, the private message this guy received actually invited him to bring goods for advertising., but these private messages asking him to help with advertising are not serious stuff, almost all of them are health care medicines that allow men to take the lead.
As for those who told him the truth, there were not none, but very few. Wei Ran even took the initiative to delete those comments for him.
Of course, except for these funny ones, those who hold back bad intentions, and a few honest people. Jima posted in a video that his chat with Weiran about his father on the high-speed train was also translated and posted in the comment area by someone who could speak Russian.
The comments here are rare and serious. Almost all of them are filled with proud and friendly invitations. They even recommend where he can visit in China and which cities he can go to. Or in the cemetery built somewhere, Soviet heroes who once helped China are buried.
“These suggestions are good”
Wei Ran saved screenshots of several representative comments, held back his laughter and asked, “Jima, wait for two days. Do you want to go to other cities in China? These people have recommended a lot of places for you to visit."
"Where should we go?" Jima's attention was immediately attracted, and in the blink of an eye he forgot the original purpose of his visit so early in the morning.
"A week from now!"
Wei Ran picked up his phone and looked at the calendar, "A week from now, Aurora and I will take you out to play for a few days, and then I'm going to Go back to Moscow for an interview. After the interview is over, if you have time and we have time, we can continue to visit a few more cities."
"That's settled!"
p>Ji Ma happily took over his mobile phone and tablet, "I'm going to take more pictures these days, Victor. I now believe that posting those red papers can really bring good luck. Maybe Before I returned to Kazan, I was already a star."
"Uh... you understand that right." After Wei Ran said this, he looked at each other and couldn't suppress his smile. The sound filled the room again.
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