Song Nianren didn't speak, and shrugged his shoulders with his hands outstretched. An expression that can't help it, it's not up to me to decide. This is the expression of Song Nianren's true mood, not pretentious at all, he wants to be Chinese now.

Fuck, rotten declining imperialism, damn Yankees. He sat there without getting up, and the other four men were holding their arms and defying me, a Soviet policeman. Today you must show them some colors, and let them know that in the Soviet Union you have to follow the rules of the Soviet Union, and you must know how to respect the police.

The photo is fine, it is indeed him. There is no problem with the visa, it is clear that there is indeed an Irkutsk region. There are no problems with the entry record, entry from the city of Blagoveshchensk, Amur Region. Well, it's still a long-term visa for one year.

Can't fault it? Look at it again and it's still fine. Forget it, they're still kids. Moreover, they still love the Soviets, as can be seen from the fact that they sang just now. The Yankees are like this, very arrogant, I heard that they do the same to the police of their own country. Also, that, that, the US embassy is not a vegetarian, just ask these children for trouble, they will put pressure on Moscow, and the bureaucrats in Moscow will not let me go.

"What are you doing in Irkutsk?" The police decided to show favor to the children, smiling and asking like a wolf grandmother, while returning the passport to Song Nianren.

Song Nianren took back his passport, it seemed that the city of Bu was not wanted yet, and his heart finally fell temporarily: "Baikal, let's come to see Lake Baikal." ”

A sense of pride arose, and this time the policeman smiled sincerely and said: "Well, Baikal is worth seeing." But what are you doing here? ”

Song Nianren pointed to the opposite store, then pointed to his bare feet and said, "When this store opens to buy shoes, we will change new shoes and go to Lake Baikal." ”

The police looked at the other children, and four of them were barefoot: "What about your original shoes?" ”

"Throw it away," Song Nianren still looked indifferent: "Since you want to replace it with a new one, what else do you want to do with the old one?" ”

The police were indignant again. Damn the decaying and declining US imperialism. We are short of food, we are short of clothes, we are short of light industry, and these American kids are throwing away old shoes because they need to get new ones. It's not fair! But, however, can you ask where they threw their shoes? My kids are going to change their shoes. Forget it, though. In any case, the dignity of the police must not be lost, especially not for the Yankees to see the joke.

The policeman dragged his tired pace and left listlessly. He didn't get up early, but he didn't sleep all night, and now he had to rush home to sleep.

There was no danger, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Sun Buwu said heartlessly: "Ah Ren, the song you sang just now is so good, keep singing." ”

Song Nianren said: "The singing is over." How can we continue? Sing it again? ”

Wu Zhen also interjected: "It's really good." It's okay to sing it all over again. However, if you know something else, it's best to change the song. ”

Song Nianren said: "No, I will learn this one." ”

As soon as Song Nianren finished speaking, Zhang Qiusheng started singing and sang it in Russian. The whole song is full of passion, surging fighting spirit, and has an indomitable momentum of daring to defeat an enemy without being intimidated by an enemy.

The brothers held their breath and listened to this song of longing to fight and sacrifice until Zhang Qiusheng finished singing. After being silent for more than ten seconds, Sun Buwu stammered and asked, "Old, old Zhang, you, do you know Russian?" ”

Zhang Qiusheng shook his head and said, "No." My mother collected many world-famous songs, world-famous songs, and recorded them all on tape. Soviet songs are an important part of this. If my sister likes a piece of music or a song, she will play it over and over again. There are some songs that I can't listen to. My mother raps that foreign songs must be sung in a foreign language in order to sing the original flavor. ”

Song Nianren asked, "What song did you sing just now?" There is an exhilarating impulse, there were still such songs in the USSR? Why didn't Uncle teach me? ”

Zhang Qiusheng said: "This song is called "Holy War" and is called a musical monument to the Great Patriotic War of the Soviet Union. It was first sung at the railway stations of Belarus, when the stations were full of tired Red Army soldiers. When they heard the song, they all stood up and sang along.

On November 7, 1941, the day of the October Revolution in the Soviet Union, Stalin held a military parade on Red Square to celebrate the October Revolution.

It's a three-beat song, but it sings the momentum of a two-beat queue march. Have a positive and courageous fighting spirit. The lyrics of this song are also very gorgeous: let the noble anger churn like rolling waves; Huge countries, fighting to the death, to eliminate a qiē fascist. How energetic do you think? ”

At this time, the five brothers no longer have nothing to do, and they are bored to the point of egg pain. Everyone discussed music seriously and humbly, and then extended to literature, art and so on. For a while, he forgot what to practice and what to practice martial arts.

The time that used to be boring and difficult to pass the time now flies by. The shop across the street is finally open.

Zhang Qiusheng didn't buy shoes, stayed outside the door and didn't go in. I don't want to buy anything, Zhang Qiusheng never enters the store. Since he had Qiutong, he didn't even have to make soy sauce, so he rarely even went into the small shop at his doorstep, unless he helped Lin Ling's family make soy sauce.

Two girls walked over, typical Russian beautiful girls. Seeing Zhang Qiusheng standing at the door like a guard and like a telephone pole, I thought it was very funny. A girl with long maroon hair said to Zhang Qiusheng in English, "Hey, what are you doing here?" ”

Zhang Qiushengmu replied dumbly: "Don't do anything, just stand like this." "Poor boy, in two lifetimes combined, he didn't really talk to a girl except for the neighbor girl and the female classmate in the class. Such a bold and unscrupulous person blushed when he saw the girl, and said that no one would believe it. Even if it was Fang Aijuan, he didn't know what she looked like to this day, because he had never looked at her face carefully.

"My name is Naya. Uslia. You can just call me Naya. This girl may be generous by nature, or maybe it is interesting to see this shy boy, so she enthusiastically introduced herself when she met: "What is your name?" ”

"My name is Zhang Qiusheng," his face swelled even redder, as if he was about to drip blood: "You, that, you can call me Lao Zhang." That's what my classmates call it. ”

The two girls suddenly giggled, and their voices were good, and a string of laughter like silver bells attracted the attention of passers-by.

Zhang Qiusheng was even more at a loss, he didn't understand what the girls were laughing at. If the boy dared to laugh at him like this, he would have twitched his mouth wide. But isn't this a girl? That's no way at all. Feeling the fever on his face, he knew that this was a mess, and it had no effect on the fever.

Another blonde-haired girl also stretched out her hand and said, "Hello, Lao Zhang! My name is Martha. Bereska. My friends call me Natasha. It's a pleasure to meet you. ”

Zhang Qiusheng stylized shook hands with her and said, "I'm also very happy to know you." The book introduced that the two of them met for the first time and said that Zhang Qiusheng was not a spirit and did not follow the book.

"Are you Chinese or Japanese," Naya asked, "or South Korean?" ”

"Chinese." Zhang Qiusheng's answer was brief. He wished the two girls had left sooner so that he could be quieter.

"Ahh Chinese," Naya and Natasha excited: "We like China, we like Chinese." ”

Naya said in Chinese, "We all like China. Our grandfathers worked in China, and our fathers were born and raised in China. Lao Zhang, you see, so many things in common make Natasha and I good friends. Now, I think, we will be good friends with you as well. You tell me? "Naya's Chinese is very standard, but it's a bit blunt.

In the conversation with the two self-cooked girls, Zhang Qiusheng slowly calmed down. I thought, why does this foreign girl refuse to recognize life like this? Among the girls he was familiar with, none seemed to be as familiar as these two girls. My sister is a very shy girl. Although Lin Ling is spicy, she will never talk to a strange man. Erya and Xiang Meibi are more recognizable than their sisters. Wu Yan and Li Xiuying, those are girls with eyes on the top of their heads, not to mention strange men, even men who are familiar but have no friendship will never pay attention.

During the conversation, it was learned that both of them were 10th graders. Both of them wanted to go to Moscow to study at the university. Both of them wanted to go to China before going to university, to see the Great Wall, the Forbidden City, the Yangtze River, the Yellow River, Mount Tai and Kunlun Mountain.

Zhang Qiusheng thought to himself, climbing Mount Tai is almost the same, Kunlun Mountain will be exempted. Of course, Zhang Qiusheng also introduced some of his own situation to the two girls. As soon as his mood calmed down, he ran away with his nonsense. He said that he had made a special trip to Irkutsk to see Lake Baikal. He was joined by four other classmates. If you find a suitable business opportunity, you plan to do it too. China has now reformed and opened up, and the people's lives have greatly improved. The state encourages people to work hard and get rich. Why not go to school? Oh, and we all did well in our studies, and the school rewarded us with a month off to travel. Well, then, why don't you go to school either?