Far away in Moscow

Chapter 70
Hu Yi and Li Baoqing also immediately remembered that the man in front of him was the young man who claimed to be the Prince of Morocco in Building 6. Now that he had shaved off all the stubble on his face, he looked much younger, so he didn't see it at first sight. recognize.

The prince smiled and opened his arms: "It's me, are we going to be neighbors again?"

"I live here, and they are here to help with cleaning." Hu Yi stepped on the garbage and walked to the door: "Do you live in Room B?"

"That's right." The prince pointed to the man who had just come out of the bathroom: "We share the same room." The man was of medium build, his complexion was like milk chocolate, and his two big round eyes were shining brightly. He looked quite attractive. Very clever.

"God, those Vietnamese people...really committed crimes." He wiped his face and looked at the feet and behind the four people in the room, then raised his head and asked, "Who lives here?"

"Me." Hu Yi squeezed in front of him: "Hello, my name is Anton, Chinese, first-year language department."

"Hello, my name is Du Shan, a third-year medical student from Mauritius." Du Shan glanced at Hu Yi's hand intentionally or unintentionally, with a slight awkwardness on his face, as if he wanted to shake hands with him, but he obviously cared about what he just said. Have you been in contact with litter on the ground?

"What happened just now was an accident. I'm very sorry." Hu Yi understood that medical students are very hygienic, and raised his hands with a smile: "Our hands are very dirty, so we won't shake hands today."

"No problem, no problem." Du Shan heaved a sigh of relief, turned around, opened the door and entered the next room.The prince followed behind him, turned around and asked, "Do you need help cleaning?"

"No, we have enough people." Li Baoqing grinned and said, "This place is too dirty, the prince can't do it."

The four of them worked from noon to six o'clock in the afternoon to clean up the garbage in the house. Fortunately, there was a dirty carpet under the garbage, which just protected the floor of the room.

They rolled up the broken carpet and threw it into the garbage chute, and then carefully swept the floor several times to wipe clean the tables, chairs and beds.The room looked clean, but Xia Yan sprayed most of the bottle of air freshener in one breath, and the disgusting smell produced by the mixture of rancid and musty smells still lingered.

Hu Yi left the air freshener on the window sill, exited the room with the window open, and waved to the three of them, "No, this room can't be lived in yet, let's let it hang out for two days. I've worked hard for you today, let's go, let's go eat !"

The Arabian restaurant downstairs at No. 6 was overcrowded. The four of them strolled to the restaurant downstairs at No. 11. Remembering that they hadn't seen Feifei for a while, they planned to ask her to come with them.

During the summer vacation, Yu Feifei would occasionally work as a tour guide, and bought a mobile phone for the convenience of contact.When Hu Yi called, she had just had dinner, but she happily agreed to come down and chat with everyone for a while.

The restaurant downstairs on No. 11 is small in size. It also serves mainly Arabic food and also serves some Indian dishes. However, it seems that the taste is not very popular and the location is a bit remote, so it is far less popular than the one in Building 6. It was quite deserted.

Zhou Dali looked at the empty tables and chairs around, frowned and said, "Is this store okay? It looks like it's going to close down soon."

Li Baoqing said with a smile: "Closed? If it closes, you can take over this store and open a Chinese restaurant! Anyway, your father gave you so much money, and it's useless to keep it."

"Yes!" Hu Yi looked at Zhou Dali seriously: "At that time, I will chop the vegetables, and Bao Qing will be the chef, and I will show everyone on the spot a stir fry of scrambled eggs with tomatoes!"

The three of them laughed, and Xia Yan smirked a few times, curiously: "By the way, isn't there a Chinese restaurant next to it? Why don't we go there?"

"Sixth brother's shop?" Zhou Dali shook his head: "We ate there once, and the taste was average."

Li Baoqing said: "The price is too high. A plate of hot and sour potato shreds costs 160 rubles, which can equal five Turkish barbecues."

Just as Hu Yi wanted to sum it up, he saw Yu Feifei walked into the restaurant while answering the phone, with a very embarrassed expression on his face: "...It's okay, I will find a way to arrange the time. Well, okay, I will reply to you as soon as possible."

Hu Yi got up and moved in, making room for Yu Feifei: "What's the matter? What's the matter?"

"The part-time job, the schedule can't be arranged." Yu Feifei greeted everyone, sat down for a while, and turned to Hu Yi: "Hey, by the way, are you free next Saturday?"

Hu Yi said with a casual smile, "You're free, why? Do you want to go on a date with me?" As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he immediately felt that he was a little meng Lang, and subconsciously glanced at Li Baoqing, and saw that he was playing with a napkin with his head down. Somewhat uncomfortable.

Li Baoqing failed to confess his love to Yu Feifei on Christmas Eve last year, and the theft occurred soon after. Yu Feifei returned to China during the winter vacation. After school, they went to work in the Yellow Sea Hotel and came back every day in the middle of the night. The two rarely saw each other.

Later, after finishing the exam, Li Baoqing moved out of the dormitory, and he hadn't met Yu Feifei for a long time. Hu Yi felt that his initial impulse had passed, but now he jumped out of the dormitory without thinking. One sentence still seemed to make him a little embarrassed.

Yu Feifei didn't care too much, she covered her mouth with a smile and said, "A date? Don't worry, we'll talk about it later."

"Hey, I'm joking." Hu Yi sneered twice: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Next week I will pick up a tour group, from Thursday to Saturday, a three-day itinerary in Moscow. But on Saturday, I temporarily arranged an exhibition group for me to translate. Can you take that tour group for me? Just one day."

"Okay!" Hu Yi blurted out, and then hesitated: "But I have no experience at all, is it okay?"

"No problem, the itinerary is all arranged, and there are full-time tour guides in China. You just need to accompany them, help them buy tickets, translate, and explain the attractions properly. I have printed explanations." Yu Feifei smiled. Said: "There is a shopping session that day, and there may be people going to the casino at night, all commissions and service fees belong to you."

"That's a good thing." Hu Yi was happy, but a little embarrassed, turned to look at Li Baoqing: "Hey, there is money to make, are you tight? Or you can go!"

"I won't go. My Russian is not as good as yours, so it might be embarrassing." Li Baoqing shook his head and said, "Besides, I live in the house of Li Dali, and I must have more money than you. You should go."

"That's fine." Hu Yi nodded, took the menu and slapped it on the table: "I invite you to order today!"

Two days later, the new semester started. The rancid smell had basically dissipated from the house in Building 10. Hu Yi moved all his luggage and enjoyed the life of living in a single room by himself.

Most of the students in the preparatory class have been successfully promoted to the first grade, and they are still in the same class.At the beginning of the new semester, there were not many courses offered, and the learning atmosphere was more relaxed than that of the preparatory course, which made Hu Yi more confident.

Thinking that after two years of hard work in Moscow, he is finally a serious college student now, and moved from the inconvenient No. 6 Building to No. 10 Building to live alone, Hu Yi was filled with emotion.Two years ago, he was still focused on selling computer accessories with Dongzi, but no matter what, he couldn't believe that he would still have the opportunity to go to college in this life.

(End of this chapter)