War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 149 Raid Interviews and Strong-selling Instruments

From the second day after returning to Volgograd, Jima didn't know which tendon was wrong. Every day, he ran to the travel agency next door more diligently than clocking in at work. Show hospitality.

Although this guy annoyed the small front desk of the travel agency enough, the studio next door lost such a noisy guy, and it was rare to restore the tranquility of the past.

Now there is still about a week before returning to Hongqi Forest Farm for classes, and Wei Ran can finally calm down and continue to study the textbooks prepared for him by Karl Pu.

As for the Huaxia musical instrument that the other party asked him to learn by himself, Wei Ran still had no idea. Even the wooden fish that was the size of a rice cooker that he bought online was sent by Ji Ma to the travel agency next door and became one of the decorations at the front desk.

Apart from these insignificant episodes, what made Wei Ran the happiest was that since he came back from Berlin, he found that he had never had any nightmares again. Energetic, the progress of this study has naturally been significantly improved.Of course, those who don't understand still don't understand, and the questions on the study notes are also accumulating more and more.

As the time came to the end of November day by day, a sudden heavy snow visited Volgograd by the river.And visiting with this heavy snow was Nicholas who rushed over early in the morning.

"Mr. Nicholas, have you had breakfast yet?" Wei Ran put down the topography he had just opened, and greeted in a unique Chinese way.

"Ate"

Nicholas carefully observed the expression on Wei Ran's face first, and saw that he was full of vigor and energy, so he secretly heaved a sigh of relief, put the bag in one of his hands on the table, and smiled. He said, "Put on these clothes, a reporter will come to interview you later."

"That photo?" Wei Ran immediately thought of the reason.

Nicholas nodded with a smile, "After expert appraisal of that photo, it has been confirmed that it is the first red flag of the Capitol."

"Great!" Wei Ran waved his fist with a smile on his face, but then asked nervously, "An interview? Come here? Do I need to clean up?"

"No, it's fine as it is." Nicholas pushed the paper bag on the table forward again, then turned around and shouted outside the gate, "Daria, come and help."

Under Wei Ran's surprised gaze, Dalia, a teacher from Hongqi Forest Farm, walked into the studio wearing a decent suit and carrying a brown horsehide briefcase.

"Teacher Dalia, why are you here?" Wei Ran subconsciously stood up straight.

Teacher Daria looked down at her watch, and then said with a smile, "Victor, you still have 3 minutes to change clothes, more than 1 minute is [-] rubles."

"It's true, Teacher Daria, that's right!"

Wei Ran cursed secretly, then hurriedly opened the paper bag on the table, and took out a whole set of black suits that didn't look cheap, and matching shirts, leather shoes, belts, ties and even socks.

After he hurriedly put on his clothes and put on his shoes, Teacher Daria walked around him, then opened the briefcase, and after some selection, took out a black glasses case from it, opened it and pushed it to Wei. burn.

"Put on your glasses, and 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. In addition, it can also enhance your scholarly temperament. "

"Thank you"

Wei Ran didn't know what to say other than thanking him, so he gratefully picked up the glasses that were not even prescribed and were purely for show, and put them on his face.

Teacher Dalia continued to look around Wei Ran, then rummaged through the briefcase, took out a watch with a green canvas strap and handed it to Wei Ran, "Put this watch on too, now your temperament Now, you need some accessories to complement your style. This watch is not expensive, but it is just right."

Wei Ran took the watch honestly and looked at it. This is a Timex tidal watch. Although it seems to be outdoors, after wearing it on the wrist, as Teacher Dalia said, it changed easily. The trace of scholarly temperament disguised by this outfit made the whole person look a little brighter.

Looking around Wei Ran again, Teacher Daria personally helped him change the tie, and then took out a box of nail clippers and a razor from the briefcase, "Cut the nails by yourself. Cut, clean shaven."

"Is that so important?" Wei Ran took the nail clipper and asked.

"Since it is used to disguise the identity, it must be as perfect as possible."

Teacher Dalia took out another square scarf from her bag and folded it, and stuffed it in Wei Ran's chest pocket, only a little edge was exposed, "In addition, during the interview, the speaking speed Slow down. The slower you speak, the more obvious your temperament will be."

After the other party said so, Wei Ran naturally couldn't ignore their kindness. After honestly trimming and polishing his nails, he applied some extra hand cream, which finally made Teacher Daria nod in satisfaction.

"There's still an hour left."

Teacher Dalia finally took out a manuscript from the briefcase and handed it to Wei Ran, "I will give you 15 minutes to memorize it. After 15 minutes, I will ask you questions."

Hearing this, Wei Ran hurriedly picked up the manuscript. Fortunately, there were not many questions on it, and the corresponding answers were also short, so it was not difficult to memorize.

While Teacher Dalia was waiting with her watch, 15 minutes had just passed before she asked the first question.

And Wei Ran just opened his mouth and before he finished the first sentence, he was interrupted by the former, "It's too fast, speak more slowly, and the tone of voice should change, but don't be too exaggerated. In addition, sit up a little straighter, without the camera When there is a camera, you have to look directly at the interviewer, and when there is a camera, you have to face the camera, and now start again."

During teacher Dalia's repeated corrections, Wei Ran also adjusted his speaking speed, facial expression and sitting posture little by little.

Although this kind of assault training is a kind of sharpening the gun, under her guidance, after more than half an hour, it can be regarded as a remarkable result. Among other things, at least Ji Ma, who came back from strolling next door, was taken aback for a while.

"What are you doing? Are you planning to make a movie?" Jima asked curiously.

"Go aside, it's none of your business today."

Nicholas pulled Jima aside like chasing flies, and asked questions on behalf of Darya, while watching her smear on Wei Ran's face.

In Wei Ran's repeated answers, Nicholas nodded in satisfaction, and Teacher Dalia finally completed the external image packaging of Wei Ran.

Finally sprayed some cologne in the air and let Wei Ran walk over. Teacher Dalia and Nicholas looked at each other with satisfaction, and then signaled Wei Ran to keep the current sitting posture, and the two of them personally took the study on the table. The materials were put away and replaced with a few history books found in the studio and a map of the Battle of Berlin.

Randomly picked up the red and blue markers and drew some arrows on the map. Teacher Dalia waved to Jima who was watching the excitement, "Help me go to the car and get that wooden box."

Ji Ma, who was watching the excitement, took the car keys and ran out of the studio in a hurry. Not long after, he returned to the studio with a wooden box that was more than one meter long and half a meter wide.

"What is this?" Wei Ran asked curiously.

"The background to enhance your artistic background is also the Chinese musical instrument I helped you choose, so that you don't really waste everyone's time with the percussion instrument used by the monk to Hongqi Forest Farm."

While talking, Teacher Dalia opened the wooden box Jima sent, took out a guqin from it, and carefully placed it on the bookshelf facing the long table.

"Are you going to let me learn this?" Wei Ran asked with an ugly face. If he could learn this stuff, he would not have applied for a history major, and he might not even consider going abroad.

Teacher Dalia replied naturally, "It seems to have strong Chinese characteristics, doesn't it? Also, remember to pay for it. Karp bought it when he went to France to participate in an underground auction."

"I'll pay?" Wei Ran's eyes widened.

"Don't worry, it's not expensive. Although it's an antique that's nearly a hundred years old, it's actually only [-] U.S. dollars because of the wrong origin." Teacher Dalia said with a smile, "If you don't want the [-] U.S. dollars Waste it, just find a way to learn how to play it."

Before Wei Ran could say anything more, outside the studio, several SUVs with the words "Moscow Museum of the Great Patriotic War" slowly stopped at the door.

"Why is it the Moscow Museum of the Great Patriotic War? Not the Mamayev Hill?" Wei Ran asked Nicholas who was sitting on the sidelines watching the fun, belatedly, and forgot about the guqin for a moment.There is a huge distance between the two museums.

"To be precise, it should be more than Mamayev Gang." Nicholas did not explain in detail, but called Jima into Wei Ran's bedroom, leaving only Teacher Daria outside to help Wei Ran greeted the sudden visitor.

Before making them wait long, a middle-aged woman with a microphone in her hand got out of the car. Behind her were several staff members carrying cameras and fill lights, and several men and women.

"Mr. Lu Ren, we meet again." Teacher Dalia calmly shook hands with a middle-aged man who followed the reporter into the studio.

"Ms. Sasha" Director Lu Ren shook hands with Teacher Dalia, whose pseudonym was Sasha, and looked at Wei Ran impatiently and asked, "This is Mr. Victor, the donor of those two photos?"

"He is indeed Victor who found those two photos."

Teacher Dalia turned her head and said to Wei Ran, "Victor, this is Mr. Lu Ren, Deputy Director of the Great Patriotic War Museum."

"Hello, curator Lu Ren." Wei Ran shook hands with the other party neither humble nor overbearing.

"Thank you very much for your willingness to donate these two precious photos. They make up for the regrets in history." While curator Lu Ren was speaking, the reporters over there had already turned on their microphones and cameras.

Although the process was somewhat different from what was expected, fortunately, the change was not significant, and Wei Ran completely relaxed after a short period of tension.

Under the guidance of the reporter, curator Lu Ren and Wei Ran sat down at a 90-degree angle at the corner of the long table. At the same time, intentionally or unintentionally, they took a picture of the frontal guqin on the bookshelf behind Wei Ran. .

During the question and answer between him, the female reporter and curator Lu Ren according to the script, time passed quietly, and the snow outside the window gradually became smaller.After the interview, Lu Ren, the deputy curator, personally signed a letter of appointment for Wei Ran as an honorary consultant of the Great Patriotic War Museum.

Trading two valuable photos for the title of an honorary consultant is not a loss or a gain, 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 was broadcast just now, Wei Wei Burning can cause a stir in Russia and Germany at least.

After everything was done, the rushing reporters and the deputy curator named Lu Ren were sent away, and the heavy snow outside the studio finally stopped. Nicholas, who had been hiding in the bedroom all this time, had a full face. The envious quarter horse came out.

"How do you feel?" Nicholas asked with a smile while sitting in the reporter's seat.

"It's more tiring than the hunting games at Hongqi Forest Farm." Wei Ran wiped the sweat from his forehead, and truthfully expressed his feelings.

"Paying always pays off"

Nikolai looked at the direction of the Volga River and said leisurely, "Soon, those two photos and your name will appear in the news. Victor, from today, you are a well-known historian."

"What kind of historian am I?" Wei Ran loosened his tie dumbfoundingly, took off his glasses and threw them on the table, "I originally wanted to be a war photographer."

"Then, Mr. Photographer, should you pay the auction fee for that Huaxia Guqin?" Teacher Dalia changed the subject with a smile.

"Twenty thousand dollars?" Wei Ran asked with a bitter face, how did he think about spending more than a hundred thousand RMB to buy a musical instrument?

Teacher Daria shrugged, "Counting the suit you are wearing and Karp's travel expenses to and from France, the total is [-] dollars. How about making up the whole [-] dollars?"

Wei Ran nodded dumbfoundingly, and finally endured the distress and went into the bedroom, took out [-] dollars in cash from the safe and handed it to Teacher Dalia.

Although the other party is suspected of forced buying and selling, he is not a fool. Even if he thinks about it with his toes, he knows that those two photos can be sent to the Museum of the Great Patriotic War in Moscow. It must be the credit of Mrs. Daria and Karp .So out of emotion and reason, even if the other party doesn't mention it, Wei Ran has to take the initiative to pay a reasonable remuneration.

Although I know the truth in my heart, but two photos that are estimated to be worth at least hundreds of thousands of dollars in exchange for a letter of appointment, and more than [-] dollars in it, really made Wei Ran who had just become rich. Some bleeding.

On the other hand, Teacher Dalia, as if nothing happened, exaggeratedly sniffed the banknotes that Wei Ran slapped in his hand, and then greeted Nicholas in a chic way, without even taking the briefcase and empty-handed Leaving the studio, drove away in the car, and disappeared at the end of the white-clad road.

　The company is working overtime, and there is only one change today, so hope Haihan.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)