Chapter 288, Salvation Congress
Truth be told, André had never been to the Moulin Rouge, even though he had long admired the place. But he was overwhelmed by the heavy workload, and although the teacher did not give them homework this Sunday, Andrei still did not dare to relax, because soon, the midterm exams were coming.
Exams for electrical engineering subjects are not the same as those for arts. It is said that in the last class before the art exam, some teachers would say to the students, "Ah, gentlemen, we have to take a damn exam according to the school's requirements." What the hell...... Ah, the school requires the entire test paper to be on a 100-point scale, with no less than two questions. Well, let's talk about it, which two questions are we going to take? ”
So the students were babbling about the content of the exam, and the teacher smiled and invited a student to the blackboard and asked him to record the questions that everyone mentioned. Then of course, the whole class voted democratically, and after the voting results came out, the teacher began to talk about the two selected questions, and then everyone prepared for a few days before the exam.
After the exam, the test papers are put away, and the teacher rolls all the test papers into a paper tube, and then uses a blank piece of paper outside, writes "all 100" on the white paper, throws it to the academic affairs office, and then the exam is over.
But this is not the case with "electrical engineering", a few days before the exam, the teacher has already told everyone: "We have a total of two big questions in this exam, each question is fifty points, if you get one wrong, you will fail, you can consider transferring to other majors, we don't need stupid people here!" ”
As for what to say about democratic voting or something, it is even more unthinkable. Compared with the teachers on the art side, the teachers on the engineering side are all killers. Some guys are able to get half or more of them to retake or even retake every year. Electrical engineering is a new subject, and it is unclear what will happen, but it is said that some majors that used to be more popular are kicked out every year. André felt that in any case, power engineering would certainly not be an exception. If you don't pay attention during the exam and get a zero score (two big questions, the result is wrong, no points will be given to the process; That's right, if you have to deduct process points - it's really easy to get zero points), that's really dangerous......
"Anatole, we're going to have exams soon...... You know, our subjects are different from yours......" Andrei said.
"Come on, to hell with the exams! Andrey, tell me, how many did you walk into the classroom last time you took the exam? ”
I don't know when two bad habits have become popular in some science and engineering departments at the University of Paris, one is to give students a fixed number, but in which classroom you are classing, you have to sit in the seat with your own number. It is said that this is to be able to clearly monitor who is absent from school, and not to be deceived by the person who answers on his behalf.
As for the other bad problem, the student's seat number is changed every time the test is taken. Here's the rule, everyone waits outside the classroom door, and the teaching assistants are called in order of test scores from highest to lowest. Students who take first place in the exam can enter the classroom first, choose a seat that they feel comfortable with, and then the teaching assistant registers the new number. Then came second place...... And for the students who are at the bottom of the rankings, this is almost a public execution, and at this time, if you choose to skip class, you will definitely be expelled, and there will be no refund of tuition!
"The fifth." Andrei replied.
"Look, you're far from danger!" Anatole didn't care about the authentic and said, "Just go and see, take a look, it won't take much time." You can't spend all day buried yourself in libraries, classrooms, and labs. It's good to take a look once in a while, and it's good to have a long insight. Otherwise, one day you go back to Petersburg and your sister asks you: 'Brother, what is Paris like?' Do you tell her, 'Paris, with its many classrooms, its library, its library, and its laboratories?' ”
"No matter how much I told my sister about Paris, I wouldn't have introduced her to a place like the Moulin Rouge." Andrei replied.
But having said that, in fact, André was really very curious about the "Moulin Rouge". In fact, as a young man, if he is not interested in "Moulin Rouge" anymore, then he must have a very serious problem.
So Andrei decided to go with Anatole to the "Moulin Rouge" to see, of course, just to see, in any case, he would return the next afternoon, and then go to the library to read.
Of course, "the Moulin Rouge is the kind of place where it's always fun at night." So, having decided to go and see it, André and Anatall immediately went into action and got into a carriage together on the heights of Montmartre.
Nowadays business is very good in the Montmartre area, as can be seen in the large number of horse-drawn carriages that go to Montmartre. In fact, this is the time when the Moulin Rouge is at its busiest, but it is also the busiest time for the road leading to the Moulin Rouge, because there are so many vehicles that there are often traffic jams, so that everyone has said that the road is too narrow and not enough.
Minister Lucien, after making several personal visits, discovered a very distinct feature of the road traffic to Montmartre – every afternoon, a large number of vehicles from all directions to Montmartre, and very few from Montmartre to other areas. On the contrary, in the morning and morning, most of the time, there are only vehicles returning to other areas from the Montmartre heights.
So Minister Lucien creatively proposed a time-limited one-way measure. Nowadays, most of the roads leading to Montmartre are so-called "time-limited one-way streets". This means that vehicles on these roads are only allowed to travel in the direction of Montmartre in the afternoon and evening, and in the morning and in the morning only in other directions from the Montmartre highland.
Even so, André and Anatole did not reach Montmartre until it was almost dark.
The two men got off the train at Montmartre Gare station, where the Moulin Rouge's iconic red windmill could already be seen in the distance. The sunset was smearing the last of her rosy glow on the red windmills of the Moulin Rouge.
The road was already quite dark, and the city staff was lighting the gas street lamps on the side of the road one by one. Although it was already night, the streets were becoming more and more lively. There are all kinds of lights hanging out at the entrance of each store, which is dazzling.
With a smile on his face, Anatole pulled Andrei and said to him: "Our friend, we have never seen such a night, have you?" You will never want to see such a scene in Petersburg. ”
"Yes, Petersburg is not so prosperous, and at this time, people can freeze to death on the streets of Petersburg." Andrei smiled too.
"There are several friends who have made an appointment to meet here today." Anatole said again.
The two men made their way through the bustling crowd towards the red windmill, and along the way, Andrei noticed that police officers on horseback patrols could be seen almost everywhere here.
"Why are there so many police here?" Andrei asked with a frown.
"Of course, who are the people who come here every night to play? Of course they are all rich people! And when is it the busiest time here? It's the busiest at night. If there aren't enough police here, then the streets won't be full of pickpockets? Anatole said.
As the two men spoke, they gradually walked to the door of the Moulin Rouge. A luxury carriage passed them from behind and drove directly into the parking lot of the Moulin Rouge.
In order to ensure traffic, the general public carriages could only stop at the station, and only some wealthy carriages that were willing to pay a special fee could drive directly to the door of the Moulin Rouge. There is a dedicated parking lot for private carriages. The parking lot is very expensive, and it has to be booked in advance, so that the average person can't get a parking space at all, so that in Paris now, being able to get a parking space in the Moulin Rouge parking lot has become a sign of status. And there is also a legend that the No. 1 parking space in the Moulin Rouge is exclusive to a certain big man.
However, none of this has much to do with Andrey. After all, most of the students studying in Russia will eventually return to their home countries, because they are all aristocrats.
Anatole was a regular visitor to the Moulin Rouge, and he took André into the Moulin Rouge skillfully. The show hasn't started yet, but the halls of the Moulin Rouge are already full of people.
Anatole led Andrei into a box, where several young men and women were already sitting on the large couch.
Before the performance began, Anatole took the opportunity to introduce Andrei to the young men and introduce him to his friends.
As André had imagined, Anatol's friends were mostly art students, and most of them were talkative. Everyone is more outgoing than Andrey. Several of them were young people, and there was good wine and beautiful women to adjust the atmosphere, so they quickly became friends.
After a few sips of wine, everyone talked more, and soon the topic changed from how good Paris was to complaining about Russia's backwardness and dullness, and then to how to change Russia into a country as great as France.
"It's hard." André shook his head, "What you see is only the superficial prosperity, but underneath this is another amazing force - the power of industry. All the policies of France are trying to promote industry, and for this they have purged everything that hinders industry, and in Russia there are many such things. ”
"Andrey, you're right! Well, we are all children of Russia, and we have a responsibility to change everything. We have a group called 'The Salvation Society', would you like to participate? A big man named Maklov asked.