In the week before Christmas, the travel agency guarding Mamayev Ridge had already begun its ten-day holiday, but the studio next door was becoming more and more lively day by day.
Not to mention the few reporters who followed the trend and wanted to interview Wei Ran, Wei Ran was overwhelmed by the public relations personnel sent by various museums who wanted to display the photo.
But fortunately, he still remembered the advice Nicholas gave him in the text message. He insisted on letting Suisui use the excuse that "Victor has returned to China for the New Year" to push the museum staff who wanted to get authorization to two months later.
.And those reporters who wanted to interview Weiran had to wait until mid-March.
Unexpectedly, almost on the day the news was released, Alexander, who had already obtained authorization for the photo exhibition, immediately sent a special gift.
This is a Mauser m712 submachine pistol. If it is called more familiar to Chinese people, it is a 20-ring pot-bellied box.
What is quite special is that at the bottom of the wooden handle of this pot-bellied box, there is a red and white piece of cloth tied like used auntie paper. Without taking it off, Wei Ran knew,
If nothing else, it should be half a plaster flag.
And on the left side of this big-bellied box, there is also engraved with twenty-eight vigorous small characters: "The beacon smoke stains the rivers and mountains with blood, and the Japanese will not return to Sichuan if they are not destroyed. Why do Xu Guo fear death when he fights? Kill all the Japanese invaders and build the capital." Twenty-eight vigorous small characters
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It was this special pistol, as well as various other expensive gifts sent by Federer's manager, that Wei Ran realized belatedly the benefits of postponing these visitors for a while.
If nothing else, Alexander owed him a huge favor by being able to display the photo at least two months earlier than other private museums.
On the other hand, when Wei Ran authorizes other museums to display photos again in two months, if he takes the opportunity to accept a wave of interviews, his popularity will undoubtedly continue for a while.
Of course, Alexander was not the only one who sent him gifts. If we count them one by one, the first gifts came from Mr. Akeem and Aunt Kris from Finland. They sent a gift before the New Year.
The whole set of ski equipment looks expensive.
A little later than them, the "Jewish fool" Mario from Berlin also sent someone to deliver a large box of egg tarts at noon today.
What made Wei Ran dumbfounded was that according to the staff member who traveled thousands of miles to deliver the egg tarts, these egg tarts were freshly baked this morning by Moura and her daughter Anna from Kiev.
In addition to these former financial sponsors, Misha from Inta also sent two snow-white fox fur coats this afternoon, but this time they were not given to Wei Ran, but to Sui
A gift from Sui Sui and her mother Zhou Shujin.
In addition to the furs sent by others, Misha also discussed with Suisui over the phone the reception of the second batch of tourists after Christmas and the third batch of tourists sent by Zhou Shujin. By the way, Wei Ran also received information from her
Got the news about Ji Ma.
But what made everyone laugh was that almost on the second night after Jima and Alili landed at the abandoned military base with Dr. Galkin, Alili accidentally lost the cabin key of the An-2 aircraft.
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It was precisely because of this small mistake that the three unlucky guys had to rely on the few supplies left last time and persisted in the military base for nearly a week before finally finding the missing items last night.
key, and flew back to Inta smoothly.
Fortunately, it was also by taking the opportunity to find the key that Dr. Galkin discovered a well-hidden safe in the observatory, and bought a fist-sized piece in the safe for a high price of US$80,000.
black stone.
This windfall of money directly wiped out all the dissatisfaction of Ji Ma and Alili, so that when Misha called, the two bastards were booking a room in the best bar in Inta and inviting all the cooperating hunters to drink together in preparation for the reception.
What about Christmas.
Not to mention Inta, which is thousands of kilometers away, as night falls, the gifts on the dining table of the Suisui family are replaced by sumptuous meals. And next to Professor Alexei’s tableware,
Got a bottle of fancy gin.
When Suisui filled everyone's wine glasses with clear wine, Zhou Shujin, as the de facto head of the family, was the first to raise the clear glass and said, "Tomorrow is Christmas. I wish the travel agency good luck with tourists in the new year."
Zhi. I wish Time Studio will make money every day, and I also wish Suisui this girl success in her studies. Cheers!"
"Cheers!" The other three people responded enthusiastically immediately, raising their heads and drinking all the wine in their glasses while cheering.
Before putting down the cup, Zhou Shujin smiled and asked her daughter sitting opposite, "Suisui, when will you go back to school?"
Suisui, who had just picked up the bottle of wine, had a trace of panic on her face. While pouring wine for Professor Alexei, she replied, "The day after tomorrow, I will go back to prepare for the exam. I have bought the air tickets."
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"Then there's nothing we can do. It seems you won't be able to catch up." While Professor Alexei spoke, there was a false regret on his face.
"What's wrong with catching up?" Suisui asked blankly.
"Your dad and I will go to Finland for vacation tomorrow morning and won't be back until a week later." Zhou Shujin said with a normal expression, "Since you will go back the day after tomorrow, it seems that I can't take you with me, let alone take you to the airport.
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"I actually..."
"Study is important, let Victor see you off when the time comes."
Professor Alexei didn't wait for his daughter to finish speaking, then completely killed the topic with a smile, while Wei Ran, who was sitting next to Suisui, tried his best to hold back his smile that was almost unbearable.
Speaking of which, even if we don't count those days of playing in Inta, Suisui has been back for less than half a month. After the family of three got over their fresh energy, her salary plummeted like a cliff.
And it is obvious that both Aunt Zhou Shujin and Professor Alexei can't wait to send away this annoying person they raised and continue to live in their own world.
"Then I'll finish the exam..."
"After the exam, go directly to your grandma's house!"
Zhou Shujin couldn't help but make a decision for her daughter, "Your dad and I are planning to go back for the New Year at the end of the month, so don't run back and forth. Air tickets are quite expensive."
With a mournful face, Suisui looked at Wei Ran sitting next to her for help, only to find that his attention seemed to be focused entirely on the braised pig's trotters.
Before Suisui could speak, Professor Alexei asked first, "Speaking of this, Victor, when do you plan to return to China?"
"I guess it will be at the end of the month," Wei Ran, who was full of food, replied without raising his head, making it clear that he did not want to get involved in their family's topic to avoid getting burned.
Professor Alexei continued to ask without giving up, "In that case, do you want to go to Finland with us for a few days? Akeem and Chris have been calling me these days and asking me to take you there to ski together.
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"I'll forget it"
Wei Ran didn't want to help them attract firepower at this time, so he simply shook his head and refused, "I have to be busy with other things these two days."
"Look at how sensible your brother is!" Zhou Shujin pointed the finger at her daughter who looked unhappy without warning, "Look at you, you want to play every day!"
"Wait!" Suisui secretly kicked Wei Ran hard, the threat in her tone almost spilling out.
"How about I go back later?" Wei Ran asked with a smile.
"Drink! Drink! Let me toast you!" Suisui, who was gritting her teeth just now, quickly put on a smile and diligently picked up the wine bottle and poured Wei Ran a full glass of wine.
A Maozi version of the New Year's Eve dinner, with laughter and Suisui's sad eyes, lasted until 12 midnight, when it officially ended.
After taking a shower and returning to the room, Wei Ran was not in a hurry to rest. Instead, he took out the 20-ring pot belly box that Alexander had given him, and gently groped for the writing on it, falling into deep thought.
This was the first time that he was so eager to know the story behind the owner of this pistol, what happened back then, and whether that person survived the war. If he survived, was he alive well? If so.
Didn't survive...at least we know where he is buried.
Breathing slightly heavily, Wei Ran, who smelled of alcohol, hesitated for a moment, and finally placed the pistol gently on the bedside table.
It wasn't that he was cowarded, but he didn't want to make a rash decision. After all, this was a professor's home, not a studio where the rolling shutter door could be locked at any time. Moreover, he had drunk a lot just now. Who knows what he was like after being sent there with the cowhide notebook?
Will it be affected?
But the most important thing is that, thanks to China's various war-themed TV sets or movies or even sketches, although most Chinese people are extremely familiar with that pistol, in fact, not many people have actually used it.
If you need to use this pistol to fight, you should get familiar with it in advance.
Thoughts kept going on in my head, and the night of tossing and turning seemed extraordinarily long. Early the next morning, before dawn, Professor Zhou Shujin and Professor Alexei quietly got up and placed their cigarettes at the door of Wei Ran and Suisui's bedrooms respectively.
A beautifully wrapped gift, and then left the room with the suitcase.
Almost at the same time that the security door was locked, Suisui, who was dressed in sleepy clothes, also opened the door, sat cross-legged on the floor and tore open the packaging of the gift box.
Looking at the latest Chinese mobile phone with satisfaction, Suisui glanced at the gift at the door of Weiran, tiptoed over, picked up the box and rushed into her room.
She carefully opened the package, and after seeing that it contained the same mobile phone, Suisui was satisfied and taped the package again, stacked it together with the gifts she had prepared, and knocked on Wei Ran's door.
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The banging on the door immediately woke up Wei Ran, who had only slept for less than two hours. At the same time, a black matte pistol appeared in his hand. After he fully woke up, he put it away.
Pistol, sleepily opened the door.
"Dang Dang Dang! Merry Christmas!"
Before Wei Ran could react, Suisui, who had her own soundtrack, stuffed the two gifts into his arms, then stretched out her hand and said, "The ones below are from my parents, and the ones above are from me."
Yes, now I’m giving you a gift!”
"Why did you get up so early?" Wei Ran yawned and put the two gifts on the bed. He raised his hand and pointed at the backpack that was still on the sofa in the living room. "Your gifts are in the bag. Go and see for yourself!"
"What gift have you prepared for me?" Suisui asked as she ran to the sofa, but what she received in response was the sound of the door closing behind her.
"This bastard!"
Suisui gritted her teeth and opened Wei Ran's backpack. After she took out a SLR lens that she had long been interested in from the torn gift box, she immediately cheered and smashed Wei Ran's lens again while shouting.
door.
After Wei Ran opened the door again after changing his clothes, Suisui took the lens and asked excitedly, "How did you know I wanted to buy this lens?"
Wei Ran yawned and said angrily, "You have the nerve to ask? Last time in that abandoned military base, I don't know who it was and I drank too much, and spent the whole night talking nonsense and begging my aunt to buy a new one.
Lens.”
"Shut up! Pretend I didn't ask!" Suisui threatened fiercely, "Don't mention this matter in the future!"
"You asked yourself," Wei Ran, who hadn't washed his face or brushed his teeth, said as he walked out. "You can figure out how to fix breakfast yourself. I'll go out."
"Where are you going?" asked Suisui, who had already run back to the room and was busy changing lenses.
Wei Ran shook the object in his hand and said, "Go try this pistol given by Mr. Alexander."
"Wait! I'll go with you! Don't leave! Give me five minutes to change clothes!" Before she finished speaking, Suisui closed the door with a bang, leaving Wei Ran helpless who had already touched the door handle.
shook his head.
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Not only had I finished washing up and made breakfast, I had even almost digested my share.
After leaving home with this follower holding a camera, Wei Ran drove a large and somewhat exaggerated off-road vehicle to the studio along the way, and finally stopped at the edge of a snow-covered forest on the east coast.
"It's just a gun test, how far can it go?" Suisui stood at the door of the car and asked in confusion.
"What should I do if I get recognized when I go to the shooting range?" Wei Ran, who thinks he already has some idol baggage, replied matter-of-factly, "It's a big holiday, and I don't want to be blocked by reporters again."
"I quite take myself seriously..."
Suisui muttered to herself, and helped Wei Ran nail the steel plates in the carriage to a few birch trees that had lost their leaves, and then took out a silenced vss sniper rifle from the trunk of the off-road vehicle.
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This gun was originally borrowed by Weiran from Nikolai, and it has been kept in the studio ever since. Just when they went to get the steel plate used as a target and the matching bullets, Suisui loaded it into the car.
inside.
After receiving the noise-canceling headphones from Weiran, Suisui lay directly in the spacious compartment of the off-road vehicle, followed the open trunk door, aimed at the target a hundred meters away, and pulled the trigger.
But soon, the weak gunfire of the gun and the crisp sound of the bullet hitting the steel plate were completely covered up by the 20-ring pot-bellied box in Wei Ran's hand.
I have to admit that this pistol has a firepower density comparable to that of a submachine gun, but its weird structure and excessive weight make it feel extremely awkward in the hand.
Especially when adjusted to the burst mode, in the normal gun-holding posture, the bullets flying out of the severely raised muzzle have even hit the crowns of some white birch trees in the distance.
"You have to be a Chinese talent to use this gun."
Wei Ran muttered and moved his numb wrist, took out a slightly rusty magazine from his pocket, and pressed the bullet on it into the magazine he had just removed.
When he picked up the pistol again, he had flipped his wrist and held it horizontally. However, what made him quite uncomfortable was that holding the gun like this made him unable to aim at all.
I tried to shoot another round of bullets, and this time it was indeed much easier than before. After the muzzle of the originally jumping gun was rotated ninety degrees, it really shot out a dense fan horizontally, just like the legend. As for
Aim and suppress firepower like a submachine gun, as long as the general direction is correct.
Reload the bullet, switch the speed switch to single-shot mode, and constantly change the posture to pull the trigger, gradually becoming familiar with this heavy weapon that is not easy to use.
It wasn't until all the bullets were fired that he drove back to the city of Volgograd with his follower Suisui.
"Where are we going to play in the afternoon?" Suisui, whose face was red from the cold, asked impatiently on the way back.
"If you have this time, you might as well think about how to deal with the remaining exams."
Wei Ran, who was in charge of driving, used the rearview mirror to glance at Suisui, who was sitting behind him, and continued without any pause, "Today's German test?"
"No, I won't take the moral exam until tomorrow morning..." Suisui accidentally let it slip and hurriedly changed the subject, "Well, how about I treat you to dinner at noon?"
"No need to be so attentive." Wei Ran shook his head helplessly, "I'm going to the studio to practice piano later, so you should also seize the time to review those exams that you can still catch up with."
"Today is Christmas!" Suisui begged with a sad face, "And I'm leaving tomorrow, can't I have a good rest?"
"What are you going to do with the rest of your exams?" Weiran asked, slightly lowering the speed of the car.
Hearing this, Suisui immediately regained her confidence, patting her chest and making a promise, "Don't worry, the remaining classes will be absolutely fine!"
"Just don't overturn." Wei Ran didn't say much after all. The other party was an adult after all, and it was no longer his turn to nag.
