Far away in Moscow

Chapter 10 Physical Education

"What?" Hu Yi looked at him in confusion: "What's wrong with my name? What's wrong with it?"

"Well... how can I explain it to you... your name is in Russian... that's what it is." Yan Zhiwen peeked at Yu Feifei who was beside him with a curious face, and said slowly: "Cough, put it in a subtle way, Russia If a person is called 'Hu Yi', it's like the Americans call 'Dick', or we Chinese call... 'Kiba'."

"What?! Hahahahaha!" Li Baoqing sat down on the bed and laughed loudly.Yu Feifei blinked, then covered her mouth and looked at Hu Yi with a smile in her eyes.

"Damn..." Hu Yi almost fainted from embarrassment, he had vaguely guessed that his name might have some kind of bad meaning, but he didn't expect it to be such an indecent thing.

Yan Zhiwen comforted him with a serious face: "You don't have to be ashamed, your name generally doesn't actually refer to that thing in Russian, but is used specifically for cursing people."

Hu Yi smack, smack, the taste in his words, and asked in doubt: "This...is this a good thing? Should I feel...feel happy for this?"

Yan Zhiwen looked at him with sympathy in his eyes: "I'm afraid I can't say it, as long as your name appears, it is usually an ugly swear word."

"How ugly is it?"

"As ugly as it sounds."

Li Baoqing laughed so hard, he wiped his tears with his hand and said, "Then if we call his name on the street, will others misunderstand it?"

Yan Zhiwen pursed his lips and shook his head: "It's better to call him Anton when you go out. Sigh, he really shouldn't have come to Russia with such a name."

"No wonder the teacher changed my name as soon as we met." Hu Yi's face flushed and turned pale: "Brother Yan, why didn't you tell me about this earlier?"

"You just came here yesterday, so I don't have the nerve to say it straight!" Yan Zhiwen scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, and coughed a few times with a smile: "By the way, I have ginger and onion at home. Baoqing, come get it with me! "

After several days of feeling depressed, Hu Yi has gradually gotten used to his Russian name and the environment of the school and dormitory.The students who come to study in Russia are mainly students from Asia, Africa and Latin America, and most of them come from African countries and underdeveloped countries such as India and Vietnam.There are not many Chinese in Maji. Although there are new students coming from China in twos and threes these days, the overall number is still relatively small.

The Chinese on the thirteenth floor were only the three of them and Peng Song, and every day they went in and out they saw foreigners.Different from self-financed students like them, many of Maji’s foreigners are government-sponsored overseas students, and most of them have a good foundation in Russian.

Yu Feifei's roommate is Damu, who is in the same class as the three of them. She is a very small Vietnamese girl. She is more than 1.5 meters tall, has big eyes, and has a very sweet smile. Although her manners are lively, compared to other noisy Vietnamese It should be quieter and quieter, with a bit of a ladylike appearance.She is also the best student among the Vietnamese students. Not only can she receive the scholarship provided by the school, but the Vietnamese embassy will also give her study abroad subsidies on a regular basis, which makes other people envious.

Peng Song's roommate next door came from Uganda. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, behaved in a refined manner, and had received a very good education.His appearance should be considered very delicate among Africans, his complexion is not dark, but more like Michael Jordan or Will Smith.

Blacks are probably warm-hearted and love to chat, and this handsome Ugandan guy is no exception. He pulls his neighbors to talk about life and weather every day.Hu Yi could talk to him with his junior high school English skills, but Li Baoqing had no talent in oral English, he could only say "Hello", "Howl", "Gudebai", and then he just stared blankly. Eyes giggle.

The Mongolian Bayin they met downstairs on the first day was also on the thirteenth floor. The man who lived with him was a thick and thick Mongolian with a beard and triangular eyes, thin lips and a nose bridge, and a flat, round face. It has a three-dimensional effect, just like a dried persimmon.

Hu Yi met the two Mongolians several times, but they all nodded and passed. The first real conversation was in physical education class.

The physical education class is mixed with several classes, there are Russians and foreigners.The physical education teacher didn't need to say anything to the foreign students who had just learned the full alphabet, and leisurely pointed to a few courts in the gymnasium: "Here, basketball, badminton, volleyball, let's go!"

Dam took Yu Feifei to play badminton, while Hu Yi and Li Baoqing came to the basketball court without hesitation.Li Baoqing bent down to pick up a basketball and patted it twice, looked up at the basket, and wondered: "Hey, why is this rebound so high?"

Hu Yi also felt the same: "Yeah, did they increase it on purpose?"

"It may also be that the basketball hoop in our previous school was low."

The two threw a few balls casually, and saw another group of students entering the field, and the one in the front was Bayin and his persimmon-faced roommate.

"Dude, let's play together." Bayin smiled at the two of them, his eyes were almost divided into two slits by his cheekbones.

"Okay, come on." Hu Yi threw the basketball in his hand to him, Bayin caught it with one hand, stretched out the other hand and patted his chest: "My name is Bayin, a Mongolian, what's your name?"

"My name is... Anton, Chinese."

"Anton?" Bayin opened his eyes and said, "This is a Russian name."

"Hmm... That's right." Hu Yi was stunned for a moment, and then said nonsense, "It can also be a Chinese name. My surname is Hu, Hu Andong."

"Ah, I see." Bayin nodded, took off his coat and trousers and jumped around a few times.He is half a head shorter than Hu Yi, with a thin body but slender limbs. He is full of strength in every move, and his whole body is stretched like a new spring. He looks like a person with strong athletic ability.

A few foreign students who had never met each other came over one after another, and everyone divided into two groups and played half the time.A group of short, cute Vietnamese also wanted to join, but they stood under the basket and looked up and retreated to the sidelines to start a discussion, as if to study how to shoot the ball at the height of the basket.

Hu Yi often played basketball in middle school and represented his class in intramural competitions, but it was purely a hobby and never received professional training.Li Baoqing was born as a sports student. He often plays with the school basketball team. He has more experience, better physical fitness, and his overall ability is slightly stronger than Hu Yi.

At the beginning of the game, the two were a little uncertain, but after a few rounds, they found that their level was not bad. Except for Bayin and Persimmon Face, the others were obviously not good at this sport.

The chubby Arab has a serious expression and a very rigid body, moving like a goalkeeper on a football field.

The skinny Indian has a cute face, as soft as a noodle, and he doesn't know where he should stand from the beginning to the end.

The glossy black man has developed athletic nerves, he can run fast and jump high, but unfortunately he is a fool with his teeth and claws. His hands are always half a beat faster than his brain, and he almost fouls on defense. He shoots like he is about to smash the backboard. He always uses too much force. fierce.

There is also a Russian nerd wearing glasses. He should have learned the basics of basketball, and his movements are precise, but he lacks actual combat experience. Once he is pressed, he can only cling to the ball like a drowning man holding a swimming ring, and then look for opportunities. Pass it to Bayin who came over to respond.

Bayin is obviously very good at playing, with a very low center of gravity, very sharp response, fast dribbling speed, subtle passing movements, and good shooting accuracy, which made Hu Yi, who was defending the outside line, suffer a lot.Fortunately, Li Baoqing suppressed Persimmon Face at the basket with his physical advantage, and they were able to maintain a weak lead.

It's the opponent's turn to attack.The black fool served the ball to Bayin in the middle circle, and then jumped into the inside line by himself, shouting and raising his hand for the ball.

Bayin ignored him, stood outside the three-point line and smiled slyly at Hu Yi, who was defending him in front of him, bent down and patted the ball with both hands quickly, and suddenly crossed his arms and rushed to the right.

Hu Yigang followed suit, and Bayin suddenly stopped, and handed the ball from his crotch to his left hand, making a gesture to change direction to the left.

Hu Yi hastily switched his supporting legs and turned back to stop him.Unexpectedly, this was just a fake move, Bayin immediately swung his body and changed direction again, and quickly wiped it from the right side.Hu Yi, who had lost his center of gravity, had nothing to do at this time, and watched him nimbly bypassing the stupid Indian and getting up for a layup.

Li Baoqing, who was guarding the basket, yelled and jumped forward to block the ball, but Bayin withdrew his hands in the air and passed the ball from behind to Persimmon Face next to him.Persimmon face shouted hello, jumped up steadily and threw the ball into the basket.

Bayin landed on the ground and gave Persimmon Face a high-five to congratulate. Hu Yi greeted Li Baoqing with a heavy breath: "I'll play center forward, and you come and watch Bayin. This kid is too difficult to deal with. He almost broke my old waist."

(End of this chapter)