Far away in Moscow

Chapter 30 New Semester, New Ideas

The faint smell of blood is disgusting, but there seems to be a hint of sweetness after chewing carefully.The girl who bought the beef stared at him cautiously, with a gentle and deep voice: "Friend, is it delicious?"

Hu Yi nodded with a complicated expression: "Well... um... pretty good."

Persimmon Face laughed loudly: "One more piece! A big piece!"

Hu Yi sucked the taste in his mouth, felt that this was a wonderful experience he had never had before, and couldn't tell whether he resisted more or liked it more, so he followed Bayin's example and cut off a small strip.

When he entered the mouth again, his reaction to the smell of blood was not as strong as before, but after all, he still couldn't get used to the taste and texture. He chewed a few mouthfuls and swallowed it hastily, said "very fresh", and handed the knife to it. Give persimmon a face, get up and say goodbye.

The Mongolian girl also got up and asked in a rough voice with a smile, "Do you like this beef?"

Hu Yi squeezed a smile, nodded and said: "Well, I like it very much, it's great." He was still not used to saying things against his will, so he hurriedly turned and walked out.

Bayin walked him to the door and whispered, "Anton, a few days ago, a Vietnamese was beaten by a skinhead in the subway, did you know?"

"I heard, it's Dam's boyfriend."

"Yes. The skinheads are making a lot of noise on the street now, so be careful when you go out." Bayin touched his chin and paused, his serious expression gradually became a little confused: "Anton, have you ever thought about those skinheads?" ..."

"how?"

"Why do they stay outside every day? Aren't they afraid of the cold?"

Hu Yi blinked, reached out and patted Bayin's chest twice: "I'm going first, you can think about it for yourself."

After coming out of the Mongolian house, there was still some bloody smell in his mouth.Hu Yi went back to the bathroom of his dormitory and took a few sips of water. Seeing that the door of the bedroom was still closed, he guessed that Li Baoqing was probably making out with Martha, so he turned around and wandered aimlessly for a few steps, and decided to go and chat with Yu Feifei for a while. sky.

Yu Feifei's room was on the other side of the 13th floor. Hu Yi had just walked to the door when he was suddenly shivered by a gust of cold wind. It turned out that the fire door at the end of the corridor was slightly opened.

"Who is so unqualified? I don't know how to close the door." Hu Yi wrapped his coat tightly and walked over to reach out to close the door, when he suddenly heard someone talking on the balcony outside the door, it seemed to be Yu Feifei: "Okay, you have been standing for a long time It's useless to be sad here any longer. Go back quickly, it's so cold outside, don't catch a cold."

A man replied vaguely: "No, I'm not afraid of the cold." The voice was vaguely crying, and it was actually Peng Song.

Hu Yi was very surprised, and quietly looked outside from the crack of the door, only to see Peng Song leaning on the balcony railing and looking into the distance, and Yu Feifei standing by the door with a helpless expression: "Then you stay here, I'm going back to the house."

Slowly Peng Song buried his head in his arms, pulled Yuanyuan's body and said in a trembling voice, "Go back - just let me cry here alone."

"You are really a man, why are you so...so sentimental." Yu Feifei pursed her lips helplessly, not knowing what to do, Hu Yi opened the door and came out and smiled at her: "Yo, you two appreciate it." What about the snow scene? Isn’t it too cold?”

Feeling relieved, Yu Feifei stretched out her hand to grab Hu Yi's arm and said in a low voice, "Hey, I've been crying and howling here for a long time, and it's no use persuading the guy who's clung to the railings looking for death. It just so happens that you're here, so persuade him."

"Persuasion?" Hu Yi raised his leg and kicked Peng Song's butt lightly: "What's wrong with you?"

Peng Song turned around and looked at Hu Yi shyly, suddenly Li Yu's mouth was flattened, and tears flowed down his face, "Brother Yi! I, I'm broken in love!"

Hu Yi stared at his chubby face that was flushed with cold for a moment: "What? Broken love? Good guy, you call your girlfriend eight times a week, how could you be broken in love?"

Peng Song burst into tears and said out of breath, "She, she, she said I'm too clingy and can't stand me."

"Well, no, it's annoying enough that you can make a phone call for two hours."

"Also, also said that my mother-in-law and mother always talk about trivial, trivial things, no, masculinity, masculinity."

Hu Yi burst out laughing: "Huh? Your girlfriend really knows you quite well."

Peng Song's eyes were red, and he pouted and wiped the snot on his lips that was about to freeze with the beard stubble with his sleeve.Hu Yi walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, what's there to cry about? I think you'll break up sooner or later. After all, you're too far away, and it's not easy to call every day. If you want to open it up later, It is better to divide early than to divide, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain."

Peng Song sobbed twice, staring at Hu Yi with red eyes: "Brother Yi, have you ever been in love?"

"I do not have."

"Then do you have a girlfriend?"

Hu Yi touched his cold ears: "Now...no."

Peng Song sighed lightly, and said sadly: "Oh, you have never loved or lost, so of course you don't understand my heart-wrenching pain."

"Hurry up and pull it down, don't be disgusting." Hu Yi stretched out his hand and slapped him on the head: "Isn't it a girlfriend, I've talked about it a lot! What's so rare?"

"Stop acting, I can see that you are a pure man." Peng Song rarely showed a disdainful expression to him, and then smiled lightly: "Do you have any cigarettes?"

"Damn it, what am I acting for? I..." Hu Yi looked around at the snowy scenery in the distance, took out the half pack of cigarettes left over from the card game, and handed it over: "Aren't you a non-smoker?"

"I feel like a knife is twisting my heart right now! It's so hard, I want one." Peng Song imitated the appearance of an old smoking gun, took out one in his mouth, awkwardly leaned over to Hu Yi's lighter, lit it, took a deep breath, and wrinkled He frowned and muttered, "Your cigarette...why does it smell like stinky feet?"

"Look at you, don't pick and choose if you smoke." Hu Yi rubbed his cold hands, opened the fire door and said to Feifei, "Let's go back and let him freeze here."

Yu Feifei agreed, walked in and stomped the snow on her feet vigorously, and walked back to the house.Peng Song hurriedly walked into the corridor together, followed behind Hu Yi and said sullenly, "Brother Yi, thank you."

"no need thank me?"

"Just now Feifei comforted me for a long time, but it didn't work. You came to scold me a few words, and I suddenly felt better."

"It's better to be scolded? Aren't you cheap?"

"No, I don't think I'm cheap." Peng Song stared at the cigarette in his hand: "Maybe your cigarette is too smelly, and it took away my sorrow."

Hu Yi chuckled a few times, walked to the door of the dormitory and stood still, and slapped the remaining half pack of cigarettes into his hand: "Okay, here are a few more, you take it and heal slowly."

Peng Song hastily declined: "No, no, I don't want it, this smoke is too stinky."

Hu Yi pushed him into the room, and persuaded him in a firm tone: "You are welcome, you must take it, good medicine is good for the disease!"

Turning around and returning to her dormitory, Martha had already left.Li Baoqing was lying on the bed with the electronic dictionary in his hand, looking tired.Hu Yi put his hands on his chest and looked at him: "Is it over?"

Li Baoqing was startled: "What's the matter?"

Hu Yi sat down on the chair with a smile: "It seems that you are not lighthearted and tired. Is Martha too strong?"

"Hey! Don't think about it, I'm tired of speaking Russian, and it takes too much brain." Li Baoqing blushed, and said softly: "I asked her to come here mainly to learn Russian. We are... a pure relationship between a man and a woman. .”

Hu Yi didn't know if their relationship was pure or not, but Martha and Li Baoqing had only been in touch for a few days, and then they seldom interacted with each other.Occasionally meeting him in the main building after school started, but he only showed an ambiguous smile, and seemed to have lost interest in getting along with him, so naturally learning Russian and so on would be nothing.

Li Baoqing was very disappointed, although he refused to admit it, but he was full of worries in his heart, as if he had become a lovelorn, so he asked Peng Song to have a drink and talk when he was free.With a bag of potato chips and a few bottles of beer, the two talked about the fickleness and ignorance of women in the world through their hazy drunkenness. Go to bed and sleep with your head covered.

In the blink of an eye, it was late March, and the alternation of day and night gradually began to return to normal.Although the temperature is still hovering below zero, and there are still snowflakes floating in the sky from time to time, it is not as bitingly cold as before.Everyone stayed in the dormitory for a whole winter, and now they can finally go out to bask in the sun once in a while and stretch their muscles and bones, feeling very comfortable.

The new semester has started for more than a month, Hu Yi's homework is getting more and more difficult, and the more he learns, the more he can't keep up. For the first time in his life, he feels what it is like to be "stressed".This trip abroad cost the family more than 2 yuan, so I can't go home in despair without any results.

"Brother Qiang, look at my situation, what should I do?" Hu Yi sighed repeatedly, and looked at Xu Qiang with a sad face.Xu Qiang stretched out his hand to stroke the braid on the back of his head, and said in a deep thought: "If it doesn't work, just change to another school."

Xu Qiang was in his thirties. He was thin and dry, with delicate features. He wore a casual suit and tied his hair in a pigtail at the back of his neck.He was one of the first group of Chinese who came to Russia to study after the disintegration of the Soviet Union. He used to live in the same room with Lu Tao. After graduating from a master's degree, he has stayed in Moscow to work in trade and logistics.

As the big brother of Ma Ji's Chinese students, the preparatory freshmen have long been familiar with various anecdotes about him, but they rarely have the opportunity to meet this senior.Today coincided with Xu Qiang coming back to school to play, so Yan Zhiwen asked Hu Yi and other preparatory students who had a good relationship, and planned to have a drink and chat together in the evening.

"Change school? I've considered it too." Hu Yi pondered for a while before hesitating: "I can't go to an engineering school. Although Mo University is good, the tuition is too expensive. I heard that You Da, Pu Yuan and Lie Shi These three schools are all good, which one do you think is better?"

The Moscow State University mentioned by Hu Yi has a long history and is the most prestigious institution of higher learning in Russia, and the fees are very high.As for the People's Friendship University of Russia, the State Pushkin Institute and the Lenin Pedagogical University, there are a few schools in Moscow with a relatively high concentration of Chinese students, and they are often mentioned by people around them.

Xu Qiang smiled and looked at him Mimi: "Don't ask me, what's your own idea?"

"According to my own thoughts, I don't want to go anywhere. I've had enough of this place. I have to beware of skinheads when I go out, and I have to ask God to protect me from bombs when I take the subway. There are policemen everywhere on the street. But they know how to ask for money, and when they encounter troubles, they will disappear.” Hu Yi poked his neck angrily: “If you want me to say, the country is much better than here, I really don’t know what you have been doing in recent years How did you survive?"

Xu Qiang smiled and nodded, but did not speak.Hu Yi had complained enough, and sighed resentfully: "But after all, it cost the family a lot of money to come here, so you can't go home with a shy face without seeing anything, right? You have to get a degree after all. Proof is fine."

"Right, at least you have to give an explanation to your family, and you have to give an explanation to yourself." Xu Qiang said: "The schools you mentioned just now have their own strengths, and they are not too different. It depends on what major you like. "

Hu Yi scratched his head in embarrassment: "Well... Actually, I don't really like anything. Anyway, I can graduate and get a degree."

"It's actually not difficult to graduate, as long as you lay a solid foundation and study hard, you'll be fine." Xu Qiang paused, showing an intriguing smile: "It's not bad to change schools, find a major that suits you, and move the tree to the dead. Well."

Hu Yi nodded half-understanding, and thoughtfully said: "My current thought is..."

Before he finished speaking, the door of Yan Zhiwen's room was suddenly pushed open with a "bang", and a preparatory student stumbled in and gasped and said, "Quick, hurry up and help, Feifei and Baoqing are blocked by a group of old men on the road Already!"

"What?" Several people in the room were taken aback, Xu Qiang hurriedly said, "Where is it?"

Hu Yi jumped up: "How many people are on the opposite side?"

Lu Tao ran over from the next room: "Is it a skinhead?"

Yan Zhiwen grabbed the coat and asked while putting it on: "Did you do anything? Did you suffer?"

(End of this chapter)