Chapter 50: Arbat Street!
Xiao Yayun was surprised after watching me finish this qiΔ: "I know that your C language is the first in the class, but when have you been so powerful that you can hack the school website?" β
I didn't answer Xiao Yayun's words, but glanced at the computer screen with satisfaction. The high school website has been changed by me to automatically pop up those four sentences as soon as I enter the website, and the location of the photo of the main gate of the school has also been replaced by these four sentences, as for all the text entries, I have replaced them with the words of the first belief in the spirit of retribution in the world.
Xiao Yayun slapped me, "What about you?" β
I turned my head to look at Xiao Yayun and said with a smile: "In a short period of time, this website is estimated to be irrestorable." As for why I'm so good? Don't sue you. β
Xiao Yayun raised her hand to the back of my head and beckoned, I hurriedly grabbed her wrist, and before I could say a word, Uncle Liu's voice came from the door
"Ahem, I understand that the young man is angry. I close the door in broad daylight, and I can hear it clearly outside, do you know? When you're done, remember to throw the sheets in the washing machine. β
As he spoke, Uncle Liu threw me a look that all men understand and closed the door.
The moment the door closed, Xiao Yayun immediately stepped on me and glared at me viciously: "Don't let go yet!" β
I covered my feet and deliberately made a painful look, Xiao Yayun suddenly laughed and said angrily: "Don't pretend to me!" Strict sΓΉ point! I know how hard I go, I have something to discuss with you. β
I put down my feet and looked at Xiao Yayun, putting on a stern look, "What's the matter?" β
"I'm going to visit Arbat Street."
"What street?"
Xiao Yayun rolled her eyes, and I could see her disdain for me from this white eye.
"Arbat Street! This is one of the most famous pedestrian streets in Moscow and can be said to be one of the symbols of Moscow. It is equivalent to the Wangfujing in the imperial capital. β
"It's good if you just say that you want to go shopping, let's say okay first, you can carry your bag, and there is no way to pay."
Xiao Yayun sneered and suddenly stretched out her right hand to me, I looked at Xiao Yayun,
"What do you mean?"
"I have half of the money from singing on the street just now, and I won't calculate it with you, so I'll take fifteen hundred rubles."
"I'm relying on you to grab money!"
"You just say take it or not."
Looking at Xiao Yayun with her hands on her waist and a proud face, I seemed to see a pair of horns growing on Xiao Yayun's head and a tail growing behind her back.
I gritted my teeth, took the bag of money out of the bag, and with trembling hands picked up the five hundred and one thousand.
Xiao Yayun stretched out her hand to take it, and said with a smile: "It's still an acquaintance." β
I ducked and pouted at the pile of coins on the table, "What's the hurry, that's yours!" β
When I went downstairs to eat in the evening, Catherine saw me and was amazed: "Richard, why is your face red?" What's going on with those wounds? It's like being scratched by a cat. β
I laughed, "Caught by a wild cat." β
Catherine asked, "How did the wild cats come into the house?" Didn't you close the windows? I haven't heard of wild cats around here. β
Uncle Liu on the side glanced at me and suddenly sighed: "Young is good!" β
After dinner, Xiao Yayun took Catherine and me to visit Arbat Street, and in her words, only in the evening is the golden time for shopping.
When I went out, Uncle Liu shoved the little trickster into my arms, smiled and said to me, the little trickster will be handed over to you, and then slammed the door shut.
The little trickster in his arms obviously didn't realize that he was abandoned by his parents again, and stretched out his hand towards Xiao Yayun and kept screaming, obviously wanting Xiao Yayun to hug him.
On the side, Ekaterina was a little jealous and said: "I really don't know who is this guy's sister between me and Yayun, this guy really has no conscience." β
I smiled and handed the little trickster to Xiao Yayun, jokingly: "Maybe he thinks this pillow is more comfortable than yours." β
Xiao Yayun and Catherine glared at me fiercely at the same time.
In the car, I checked the information on Arbat Street, and found that this street, which I had never heard of before, was really an important symbol of Moscow, as Xiao Yayun said.
Arbat Street is a pedestrian street that has preserved many antique buildings. In addition to the goods, the street painters are also an enduring sight of the Arbat Street. This street is the most famous commercial street in Moscow, and its significance to Muscovites is equivalent to that of "Xidan" and "Wangfujing" of the imperial capital.
Arbat Street is divided into "new" and "old". The Old Arbat is a folk pedestrian street, while the New Arbat is a modern commercial street.
In addition to being a pedestrian and commercial street, Arbat Street is also home to the former residences of many famous people, the most famous of which is Pushkin. Other prominent Russian families, such as Tolstoy, Gagarin, Alexander and others, also settled here.
We first came to New Arbat Street, which has a department store and stores specializing in clothing and home appliances. The store hall is spacious and bright, and the furnishings are similar to those in Xidan shopping malls, but the slight difference is that the customer aisle is very wide, and there are not many customers, which makes the store look very empty. There are few salespeople, but they are still very laid-back.
After entering a few stores and taking a look, Xiao Yayun confidently told me that most of the goods in the store were brands from Western European countries such as France, Italy, and Germany.
There are also products that are so exciting that I almost have to pay for them. Xiao Yayun stopped me, and after converting the exchange rate with me, and comparing it with the domestic price, my thoughts disappeared in Xiao Yayun's disdainful sneer.
The New Arbat came to the end, and after a turn, it was the Old Arbat Street. After arriving at Lao Cai, I found that Lao Cai was much more lively than Xinjie, and Catherine said that in addition to foreign tourists who have experienced Russian culture, there are also many Muscovites on Lao Cai.
This sentence suddenly reminded me of those pedestrian streets in cities in China where locals don't go to outsiders
The old street is not wide, and on both sides of it are bars and restaurants, in addition to shops selling Russian crafts. Bars and restaurants are open air with lots of dining chairs. Catherine said that during the day, there will be art stalls on both sides of the road, and some will warmly invite passers-by to paint a portrait or caricature on the spot. I didn't see these stalls at night, but I saw a few young people on the side of the road holding guitars and singing songs in Russian, which were very nice but not understandable.
Xiao Yayun pulled me to listen, and put down six fifty ruble coins in the box in front of the young man.