Driving back to the studio, Wei Ran gave the gifts from his hometown to the aunt next door, and arranged for Ralph to stay in the room above the travel agency. Then he returned to the studio alone and locked the rolling door.
After brewing a pot of tea brought from his hometown and taking a short rest, Wei Ran carefully recalled his experience in the Battle of Lapland, detailing everyone's conversations and some trivial details that had happened.
Typed into the computer.
As for whether this script could eventually be made into a movie with a group of amateur actors as Noah expected, he had no expectations at all. If this thing was really that simple, I'm afraid it would have been filmed long before the collapse of the Soviet Union.
It's not their turn to daydream.
But no matter what, after all, the conditions offered by the other party are pretty good. Even if the matter turns out to be bad in the end, I won't lose anything at all.
It took half a day to compare the scenes in my memory with the script left by Conon, and record them all in the form of a running account.
Looking at the sky outside the window, Wei Ran hesitated for a moment, then simply took the pile of pictures provided by Ralph and an additional list he made and left the studio, drove straight to the east bank of the Volga River and found
Mr. Alexander, who farts when he is idle every day, and Professor Alexei, who farts when he is tired from working for him.
When he explained his purpose, Professor Alex curled his lips and mocked, "Victor, is this German named Noah you are talking about crazy? This is a waste of time."
“Really a waste of time”
Alexander nodded in agreement, and then picked up the pile of pictures on the coffee table and the list listed by Wei Ran, "As for the things the other party needs, most of them can be found in my museum, but the two and a half cars
Tracked armored vehicles are hard to find, at least I don’t have anything like that in my museum.”
Wei Ran sighed after hearing this, "It seems that there is really no other way."
"Young man, don't give up in a hurry yet."
Alexander picked up the coffee cup and took a sip, and said with a smile, "How about asking the Ralph you mentioned to come over and meet me? Or I can go and meet the old gentleman named Noah, if he can
By meeting some of my needs, maybe I can help him solve the troubles he faces, including those two precious half-track armored vehicles."
"I'll send Ralph over now."
Before Wei Ran could take out his cell phone, Alexander spoke to Manager Federer who was standing aside, "Go and get Mr. Ralph."
Manager Federer nodded after hearing this, turned around and walked out of the office. Only then did Professor Alexei remind him, "Alexander, this kind of thing is not as simple as you think."
"It's not as troublesome as you think." Alexander confidently picked up the original script that Wei Ran brought and shook it. "And the story is good. Even I am looking forward to the effect of putting it on the screen."
"Do you still want to play a few roles in it?" Professor Alexei asked jokingly.
Unexpectedly, Alexander said seriously, "This Dr. Jason, or this character called Markla is very suitable for me, isn't it?"
"Do you really want to be an actor?" Alexei's eyes widened.
"why not?"
Alexander spread his hands and waited for Wei Ran to put down the phone he had just hung up before continuing, "According to what Victor just said, they don't have professional actors at all. Since everyone is not professional, why can't I? Besides,
, Comedians can become presidents in Ukraine, why can’t Russian businessmen become actors?”
Professor Alexei grinned, "Bless me, Alexander, did you drink secretly just now?"
"I'm not like you"
Alexander laughed loudly, picked up the pile of pictures on the table and Weiran's handwritten list and handed them to the former, "Okay, Professor Alexei, before that young man comes, go to our warehouse and
Let’s go to the museum to see what we have, and also make statistics on what we still lack. Maybe I can take this opportunity to enter the film and television industry.”
"Anyway, it's not my money that's burning," Professor Alexey muttered in Chinese that the former could not understand, and pulled Wei Ran, who was watching the fun, out of the office.
It wasn't until the two of them entered the museum that Professor Alexey said angrily, "Victor, you can really cause trouble."
"What kind of trouble is this?" Wei Ran said nonchalantly, "I don't need to do anything. If it succeeds, I can gain both fame and fortune. It won't be a loss inside or outside, right?"
"Not too much trouble?"
Alexey looked Wei Ran up and down with mocking eyes, "You will know how stupid this kind of whimsical idea is by then."
"None of my business!"
Wei Ran stopped and took out a beautifully packaged box from his backpack and stuffed it into the other party, "This is the gift Suisui asked me to bring you. Also, let me remind you, she also gave my aunt an alcohol detector. You can steal it."
You'd better be careful when drinking, you can be detected by just blowing a breath, and then your knees..."
"Shut up!"
Professor Alexei tore open the gift box angrily. When he saw a set of beautifully packaged tea sets inside, he immediately became beaming again, "Aphroel understands me and actually gave me a set of Chinese wine sets."
.”
"Don't pretend to be confused, that's for tea."
Wei Ran took out a bucket of tea leaves and two knee pads from his bag and stuffed them into each other's arms. He then rubbed his knees and reminded him with gloating, "Suisui bought you the tea leaves and I bought the knee pads for you. Come on, Professor."
!There’s only so much I can help you with.”
Ignoring Professor Alexei's changing expression, Wei Ran, who could no longer hold back his laughter, quickly disappeared.
As for what the final negotiation between Ralph and Alexander, who smelled the fishy smell, would be like after he was invited over, he didn't care at all. Anyway, he had almost prepared the script and was just waiting for the other party to finalize it.
You can take it out at any time, and leave the rest of the trouble to Alexander.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Driving back to the studio, Wei Ran has been living a life of never leaving the door and staying in the studio since the day he came back.
Here, he reviewed what he had learned at the Hongqi Forest Farm, and he did not even rest on Victory Day, May 9th.
Although their main learning task in the next half month is to fly fixed-wing aircraft, Wei Ran has a hunch that after this part of the course is over, the monster Teacher Dalia will definitely have a hard time with what they have learned before.
Systematic inspection of the field.
If he fails to meet the other party's requirements by then, the lightest punishment would probably be to hold the silicone dummy in circles around the Hongqi Forest Farm. In any case, just because Jima can afford to lose that person doesn't mean that he is equally shameless.
After such an intense and fulfilling week of study, on May 13th, he replaced the anti-tank gun in the metal book with the ammunition that he had purchased separately, and replaced the precious original "included with the gun"
After locking the ammunition in the safe and preparing to drive to the airport, Nikolai, who had not been seen for some time, came to the door carrying an old-fashioned leather briefcase.
"Are you going to Inta?" Nicholas asked slowly.
"Is there something wrong, Mr. Nicholas? I can leave in time tomorrow." Wei Ran bent down and opened the rolling shutter door that was just locked, and greeted him to come in.
"It won't take you much time"
Nicholas put the briefcase in his hand on the table, "Victor, do you remember when we first met, you said you were a postman?"
"Of course I remember," Wei Ran responded with a smile, but his mind could not help but recall the Don River Position 19, the child running in the trench with a messenger bag.
"How about you work as a postman again after you finish your studies this month?"
Seeing Wei Ran nod without hesitation, Nicholas slowly opened his briefcase, took out a copy of Leo Tolstoy's "Confessions" and pushed it in front of Wei Ran, and then handed over another written
"Take this book and this card together to the address on the card, and hand them over to a person named Katianka. At that time, he may need you to bring something back, and he may need
Pay him something."
Wei Ran picked up the "Confessions" and looked at it. The book was only the size of a Xinhua dictionary. Although it could be seen that the binding was particularly exquisite, the hard cover had serious signs of wear and tear, and the corners were
It seems to be vaguely stained with some blood, but it may be that too much time has passed, and the blood has oxidized and turned into dark brown.
After putting down the book, I picked up the card with only the address written on it and looked at it. The address on this card was extremely detailed, but what was written at the beginning was "Vienna".
"When the course ends this month, I will send it to you."
Wei Ran put down the card and asked, "If the other party asks who asked me to send it, what should I say? Also, how can I be sure that the other party is the Katianka you mentioned?"
Nicholas smiled and shook his head, and replied with unusual certainty, "Don't worry, the other party won't ask. As long as you don't find the wrong address, no one will pretend to be Katianka."
"Do you need me to do anything else?" Wei Ran asked again.
"That's enough. Oh, I almost forgot. Don't let Culp and Dalia know about this, and don't let them see the card and the book."
After saying that, Nicholas stood up and walked slowly outside the studio. However, when his body passed the rolling shutter door, he stopped and gave an additional reminder, "The other party may give you some small gifts.
Just accept it when the time comes. But no matter what excuse the other person uses or how enthusiastic he is, don't eat anything from him, not even a glass of water."
"Okay...ok"
Wei Ran, who chased him out, swallowed subconsciously, and suddenly felt that this job as a postman didn't seem so easy.
"Don't worry, this is just a postman's job, there won't be any danger." Before Nicholas could finish his words, he had already walked to the travel agency next door. Looking at his warm look, he was obviously ready to
Went to have a meal.
It wasn't until the other party walked into the travel agency with a hearty and hearty laugh that Wei Ran picked up the "Confessions" on the table again and opened it. Unfortunately, although the book was shabby on the outside, it was exceptionally clean on the inside.
It looked like it hadn't been turned over at all.
After thinking for a moment, he put the business card into a book, then locked the rolling door and drove straight to the airport.
