Far away in Moscow

Chapter 74 Noon on the outskirts of Moscow
"Then just chat whatever you want, don't be bored."

"Okay!" Hu Yi felt relieved and wanted to introduce some scenery along the street, but at this time the bus was still on the outskirts of the city, and besides the woods on both sides of the road were square matchbox buildings, it seemed that there was nothing to talk about.He pondered for a while, and said casually: "Today is Saturday, there will be more tourists in the urban area. After we get off the bus, we must pay attention to the team and don't get separated."

No one said anything, only the old couple with Northwest Lu accent nodded seriously.Hu Yi picked up the itinerary and said: "Our itinerary this morning is to take a boat tour on the Moscow River, and then spend the morning near the Red Square to visit the Lenin Mausoleum, the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier and the State Department Store. If the time is right, you can see the unknown Changing of the guard at the Martyrs' Tomb..."

"Director Hu!" The Northeast sister yawned for a long time: "Don't read it, we already know the itinerary, it's written on the paper."

Hu Yi smiled awkwardly: "It seems that everyone is very tired from playing, and they almost fell asleep as soon as they got up."

As soon as this remark came out, several people immediately yawned like a conditioned reflex.The middle-aged professor said with a stern expression: "Yes, Xiao Hu, everyone is indeed too tired. The travel agency's itinerary is very problematic and too tense. Our journey can be described as exhausting and exhausting. Although such an arrangement is In order to compress the itinerary, let us spend as little time as possible to see as many scenic spots as possible, but we should also consider everyone's physical strength and feelings, otherwise what is the point of traveling? Tomorrow is Sunday, but we have to take a bus early in the morning to go to other places In the city, it is harder than going to work. In my opinion, this kind of itinerary arrangement that only seeks efficiency but not quality is not worth advocating, and should be improved..."

"You're right. I'm really too nervous. I should improve." Hu Yi was worried that the professor would go on and on again, so he interrupted him with a busy smile: "Tomorrow is Sunday. It should...should be a day to take a good rest. Sunday ...um...by the way, do you know how to say 'Sunday' in Russian?"

Everyone shook their heads lazily.Hu Yi cleared his throat: "Sunday is pronounced in Russian as 'socks in shoes'-is it easy to remember? You don't have to go to work on Sunday, so put your socks in your shoes."

There were bursts of chuckles in the car, and several people straightened their bodies, repeating in a low voice "the socks are put in the shoes", and the other tourists also opened their eyes and looked at Hu Yi, as if they finally had a reaction to his words interest.Hu Yi hurriedly struck while the iron was hot: "Is there anyone who can speak Russian?"

"I will!" Northeast Big Sister raised her hand: "Young Hala!"

"Very good, that's right." Hu Yi nodded and smiled.

"I also know a few words." The middle-aged professor tried to imitate the foreigner's tone with a serious face: "Comrade is 'Davarish', great is 'Spicy Chicken Shredded', thank you is 'wash it, wash it '."

"It's great." Hu Yi was amused by his accent, and said with a smile on his face, "You, Dawarich, are very spicy chicken shreds."

The people in the car laughed again, Hu Yi's confidence increased greatly, and he raised his voice and said, "I will teach you two more simple Russian words: 'Bao' is pronounced in Russian as 'not happy' and 'cold'. The pronunciation is 'so cold'. Is it easy to remember?"

"Aren't you happy?" "It's so cold?" The tourists murmured in low voices, and they all felt that the pronunciation of these two words was very interesting, and they were indeed easy to remember.

"That's right. From now on, if you come to play in winter, if you meet a Russian and ask: 'How are you,' you tell him 'I'm not happy'! If he asks 'Why' again, you say 'It's so cold' !"

"Hahahaha!" The tourists laughed loudly, and the tiredness on their faces disappeared immediately. The neighbors used the Russian words they had just learned to tease each other, and they had a good time.

After successfully enlivening the atmosphere in the car, Hu Yi heaved a sigh of satisfaction.As soon as the microphone was put down, a big girl sitting in the back shouted loudly: "Director Hu! Sing us a song!"

"Singing?" Hu Yi felt that singing was not his forte, but he still bit the bullet and agreed: "Okay, I'm not very good at singing, but if everyone wants to listen, I'll go all out!"

"I want to hear it!" Everyone in the car said in unison.

"Okay! Then what shall I sing..." Hu Yi pondered for a while: "Let's sing "My Chinese Heart" for everyone! Okay?"

The title of this song was the first to pop into his mind. 20-year-old Hu Yi has lived in Moscow for two years, and it has been more than a year since he returned to China last time.Although he doesn't think he is a family lover, he can't help feeling homesick when facing a group of compatriots who came to visit from China. Perhaps only this song can fully express his state of mind at this moment.

"Good!" The middle-aged professor showed approval, and took the lead in clapping a few times.Others responded flatly, just barely showing polite smiles.

"What's good? No!" The Northeast sister objected carelessly: "Every time I travel abroad, the local tour guide sings "My Chinese Heart". , Singing even when eating, even the best songs are boring. Change one for another!"

The mood that had just been brewing was suddenly interrupted, Hu Yi felt a little disappointed, looked at the eldest sister with a smile and said, "Then what are you rapping about?"

The eldest sister looked excited: "The day before yesterday, the tour guide sang a Russian song in the car. Although we have never heard it and can't understand it, we just think it sounds good. Would you like to sing it for us too?"

"Yo, Russian songs? Then I'm not very good at it. I can sing three or five sentences at most, but I can't sing completely." Hu Yi scratched his head in embarrassment, pondered for a moment, and then said: "You guys who live in the suburbs these days Hotel, how about I sing "Night in the Suburbs of Moscow" in Chinese? Although it's still early."

"It's okay! It's time for the occasion!" The eldest sister grinned, turned her head and shouted to the whispering tourists behind her: "Hush! Be quiet! Director Hu is singing! It's noon in the suburbs of Moscow!"

Hu Yi cleared his throat vigorously, raised his breath and sang in a deep voice: "It's quiet in the garden late at night~ It's quiet, only the wind is there~ Sing softly~"

"What a beautiful night!" The eldest sister suddenly howled hoarsely: "What a bright heart! In this charming night!"

The eldest sister is tone deaf, but her voice is exceptionally open.Hu Yi laughed: "Hey! Sister, do you want to sing a duet with me? Let's sing together! ——What a beautiful night, how hearty, on this charming evening."

There was warm applause in the car, Hu Yi adjusted his breath, and was about to sing the second verse, when a singing voice came from behind him. It turned out that the chubby Russian driver continued to sing in Russian: "The river flows quietly~ Slightly floating ~ waves, silver ~ color moonlight ~ reflected on the surface of the water, a gust of breeze ~ a burst of singing, what a quiet and quiet evening~"

"It's great! Spicy shredded chicken!" Hu Yi took the lead in applauding, and the rest followed suit.The eldest sister smiled and pulled Hu Yi to sit next to her, raised her head to the sky and yelled loudly: "My sweetheart! Sit next to me! Beside me! Look at me silently! I want to tell you! But I am embarrassed How many words are kept in my heart!"

After a burst of laughter, the elder sister got up and knelt on the seat with one leg and waved vigorously behind her: "Come on! Let's sing together!"

(End of this chapter)