Cāi Cāi - Chapter 90

Behind-the-scenes

After finishing the first round of “Waiting for an Extreme Day” and the second round of “First Love Is Now” Xiang Xiangchai finally got a long and leisurely vacation.

This is the case of the musical actor, who runs the rehearsal hall every day when he is working, and is blank for weeks or even months when he is not working.

He decided to travel on this precious holiday.

The destination points to the north country-Russia.

When he was fifteen years old, he was sent by the school to the Vaganova Ballet School in St. Petersburg to exchange and study. At that time, he hurried. He was immersed in the rehearsal hall for a limited time. turn. Looking back now, he has spent several months in Russia, and he has never even visited Moscow! Not to mention Murmansk and Lake Baikal.

No, he must make up this time!

He was going to Russia, and of course Yiming raised his hands in favor. The two planned the itinerary with great interest, and finally finalized the detailed strategy for visiting the four cities.

However, in the choice of transportation, the two have diverged.

Tan Yiming has limited vacations and tight schedules. Of course, an efficient and fast plane is preferred.

Xiang Gu has plenty of time and wants to completely empty his mind and liberate his mind. He wants to take the famous K19 train and go all the way from the Chinese capital to the Russian capital. But this journey, across the Eurasian continent, takes 9,000 kilometers, and it takes seven days and six nights.

Xiang Guai said, “That’s not the case. I take the train, you take the plane. I leave a week in advance. Shall we meet directly in Moscow?”

“No!” Tan Yiming resolutely disagreed. “I was on the train for seven days, and 99% of the passengers were Russian. Even the conductor did not speak Chinese. You can sit alone, how can I rest assured!”

Tan Yiming also bought this “Murder on the Orient Express” and put it on the bed, expressing the implied suggestion to Xiang Guai.

But he was stubborn, and Xiang Guai was more stubborn than him.

In the end, the two had a fight in bed, a fight in the living room, and finally a fight in the bathroom … they both fell apart and decided to take a step back, take the train to Lake Baikal, and then from there Switch to an airplane to continue the journey.

Baikal and Hwaseong are about the same latitude. A direct flight takes only three hours, but if you take a train, you have to go around a large circle and it takes four days to arrive.

It was an exceptionally long train trip. Everyone lives in a fast-paced city. They have long been accustomed to efficient and convenient transportation. Suddenly they were called back to the prototype. They took a green leather train for four days, couldn’t access the Internet, and couldn’t take a shower.

The first two days were quite interesting. When the train departed from Manzhouli, there would be a dedicated crane to lift the whole car: China and Russia have different railway widths, and the trains need to be changed. At the same time, the Chinese national emblem and Chinese logo on the body should be removed and replaced by the Russian Railways Administration’s label.

But other than that … the whole trip was no brighter.

The stops were all Russian towns too small, and the red cabbage soup served on the dining car was not delicious.

Tan Yiming finished reading all the e-books stored in his mobile phone, and Xiang Gui finished eating all the snacks they carried. The two sat in the box and looked at the beautiful scenery outside the window, silently.

Xiang Gu asked embarrassingly: “… you say we two get off the bus now, how about changing to a plane?”

“You want to fly, but the nearest airport is more than 200 kilometers away.” Tan Yiming asked him, “Don’t you say you want to enjoy ‘slow life’? Not so fast?”

Xiang Gui scratched his nose: “I never thought it would be so boring. After reading the book, after eating snacks, there is no place to practice, there will be comments next to my throat … I am really boring, I want to find something to do.”

Tan Yiming got up and sat beside Xiang Gu, his fingers slipped into his clothes, and his fingers gently stroked his thin, thin waist.

The man’s voice was low and confused in his ear: “I know something that can pass the time, should I do it?”

“…”

…

Four days later, the two honeymooners finally arrived at Irkutsk station. The two didn’t have the energy to admire Lake Baikal, they just wanted to go to the hotel and take a good shower.

Tan Yiming booked a double bed room. When checking in, she was surprised by the little girl at the front desk. Tan Yiming frankly held Xiang Guai’s hand and wished to let the whole world know that they were a legitimate couple.

That night, they finally lay down on the soft bed and slept solidly. When they woke up the next day, the two looked at each other into henhouse hair and laughed.

“Do you know, I even dreamed last night that we were still dangling and dangling on the train.” Xiang Gui also felt wronged and thought he was funny.

Tan Yiming asked him, “Are you still sitting?”

“I’m not sitting anymore,” said Xiang Gu quickly, “sitting my fart-the stock hurts.”

“Fart-feel pain?” Tan Yiming raised an eyebrow. “I’m afraid it’s not ‘sit’, it’s ‘do’.”

“…” Xiang Gu asked, “Why didn’t you find you so shameless before?”

“Relax.” Tan Yiming reached out and hugged him, kissed loudly on his forehead, “I will be shameless in the future.”

…

Lake Baikal is beautiful in summer, and the blue waves are reflected against the white clouds in the sky. According to locals, Lake Baikal is more beautiful in winter, and the entire lake will be frozen, and it is a rare blue ice. It is dreamlike, like a mythical world.

Many tourists will rent a car to drive on the ice and go deep into the blue world.

He lingered in the small shop selling souvenirs, pointing at Baikal, which looks like a blue gem on the postcard, and said, “Let’s do it again in winter, watch the blue ice!”

Tan Yiming said: “The average temperature here in winter is -38 degrees.”

Xiang Gu immediately changed his mind: “I suddenly remembered that I would still tour in winter.”

Tan Yiming laughed.

The two walked around the lake holding hands and took many photos. Xiang Guai picked out a few of them and posted them on his almost-grassed Weibo. The essay was a cute sun expression.

The sun was shining on the lake. Xiang Guai in Tan Yiming’s eyes was also brilliant.

They kissed in the shade, took a nap on the lawn, and learned how to fish on the dam by locals.

Many locals rented fishing rods to tourists around the dam. Tan Yiming chose a fishing rod and scooped a small bucket of fish food.

The old Russian aunt who does the fishing rod business does not know English, and Xiang Gu can only use his stuttered plastic Russian and aunt to bargain. Fortunately, body language is universal.

Don’t look at Guai a pair of puppets, in fact, he is very bargaining, biting a price is not loose.

The aunt was so pale that he was bargained and muttered, “You are such a great guy (Bahrain).”

Xiang Gui was paying money in one hand and holding a fishing rod in one hand. He was quite proud of it. He was about to say “transfer and transfer.”

— “He is my ‘Bahrain’.”

The man repeated this lame Russian language, with a proud smirk on his face.

Old Russian aunt: “…”

Xiang Guai: “…”

Xiang Gu’s face turned red instantly, even his ears and neck were drowned with red.

He didn’t have time to look at the expression of the old aunt, and he fled after a chatter.

Until he ran to the uninhabited shore, he gasped for a guess.

Tan Yiming was bewildered and asked, “What’s wrong? What are you running?”

He gave him a guess: “Do you know what the old aunt and I were talking about just now, and you suddenly interrupted?”

“I don’t know,” Tan Yiming said rightly. “But I heard her say ‘Bahrain’ and I know what the word means.”

Xiang Guai flushed. The boy throbbed in his heart, and wanted to blame him for being reckless and kissing him fiercely.

Tan Yiming came to Russia for tourism and learned three Russian before leaving.

Hello, thank you, and “He is my Bahrain.”

The word Bahrain was originally meant for young people and lads, but it has another meaning in spoken language-“boyfriend”.

Xiang Guai is a Bahrain who talks about Yi Ming, and Tan Yi Ming is also a Bahrain who talks about Guai.

Tan Yiming is inconvenient to show affection in the country, and now he goes abroad for a holiday, so he does not care about worldly eyes.

They are each other’s boyfriends, and one day they will become each other’s husbands.

…

They stayed for two days on the shore of Lake Baikal, fishing, walking, talking about the earth, singing “Beach Baikal” to Guawei, and reading Pushkin’s poetry for him.

They breathe in the cold air in the morning and hug and kiss in the evening twilight.

Irkutsk is a very small city. They saw few tourists here and enjoyed two days of clean time.

However, when they headed north to Moscow, the cleanliness was immediately broken.

Moscow is so famous, especially on Red Square, there are tourist groups everywhere. Europeans like to come, Asians also like to come, Tan Yiming and Xiang Guai are like two boats, almost overturned by the flow of people.

After leaving Moscow, they made another round in Murmansk. Murmansk is the only non-freezing port in the Arctic Circle, and the Gein warms the Atlantic Ocean. Every winter, there will be a month of polar nights, and if you are lucky, you can see the aurora.

When he heard the word “Aurora”, Xiang Guai’s eyes lit up again. He excitedly held Tan Yiming’s hand and said, “Let’s follow the light in winter!”

Tan Yiming reminded him: “The winter here is colder than Lake Baikal.”

“It’s okay!” Said to Guai Xing, “We’ll wear more during the day and hold tighter at night, it won’t be cold!”

Tan Yiming smirked and decided to write the plan of “Following the Light at Night” into his calendar in the second half of the year.

…

Their last stop in Russia was set in St. Petersburg, a city with a long history and full of art.

Walking along the streets of St. Petersburg, there are buildings full of classical aesthetics everywhere. They spend a whole day in the Hermitage and immerse themselves in those amazing works of art.

In the evening, they went to the famous Kalinsky Grand Theater to watch a “Swan Lake”. Tickets were booked one month in advance by Tan Yiming, grabbing the best spot in the golden area on the first floor. The ticket price is expensive, but to see such a wonderful performance, it is definitely worth the ticket price.

When the black swan came on, the dancers won the deafening applause with the stunning four-seat thirty-two turns. The difficulty factor of this solo dance is extremely high, and few dancers can make thirty-two consecutive turns in the world.

After Xiang guessed it, he skipped a whip in public only at the selection of the boy in the ballet shoes. At that time, he only insisted on twelve turns, and then he fell regretfully–but his soul, but in That moment stood on the stage again.

When watching the show, Xiang Gu guessed the ballet dancers who danced in the spotlight obsessively. He had the opportunity to be a swan and a prince like them. But it doesn’t matter, he is now the prince on the other side.

Xiang Gu is watching ballet, Tan Yiming is watching him.

Tan Yiming likes to look at the light in Guaili’s eyes.

He didn’t have to chase any aurora at all, Xiang Xiang guessed it was his aurora.

After the ballet ended, the two slowly walked out of the theater following the flow of people. On the way, Tan Yiming told Xiang Guai his thoughts.

Xiang Gui was surprised: “Do you think I am your aurora?”

“Yes.” Tan Yiming held his palm. “Brilliant, eye-catching, unforgettable aurora.”

“…” Xiang guessed, “But for me, you are my aurora.”

In the long polar night of the boy at the age of seventeen, Tan Yiming was the aurora that illuminated his entire sky.

…

On the last day of the trip, Tan Yiming handed over the “guide right” to Xiangchai.

They got up early and left the hotel more than eight o’clock in the morning. They slowly walked through the alleys and went to the most important destination of the journey-Wagangova Ballet School.

With a history of nearly 300 years, this ballet school is the most prestigious ballet school in the world and a place that all dancers yearn for.

Xiang Gu once stepped into this campus and received the guidance of famous teachers here.

Tan Yiming had many illusions about this school, but when he followed Xiang Guai to the door of the school, he was surprised to find that the school looked too ordinary.

There is no grand school gate, no magnificent main building, and no statue standing at the gate of the school.

It is so inconspicuous that it blends into the surrounding small buildings unobtrusively. The so-called “school door” is just a glass door facing away.

There was a metal school tag hanging next to the school gate, and Tan Yiming didn’t recognize the text on it, but raised his hand to Guaqi Zhenzhen again, his fingertips slowly brushed over the letters.

It is not yet time for class. Through the glass doors, you can see the young students chatting together around the school corridor.

The girls’ hair was all smooth and smooth, and the small **** were draped over their heads. Even if they were wearing casual clothes, their feet naturally opened, their postures were upright, and they walked with pride.

Black-eyed, black-eyed Asian faces rarely appeared here, so Tan Yiming immediately approached the glass door and was immediately discovered by the students inside. The little lingering curiously looked at the two strange men outside the door. They were bold and waved at them.

“It’s so cute.” Tan Yiming waved at them and asked Xiang Gu, “How can we get in?”

He thought that there was a special reason for their delay in entering the door. When he thought of Xiang Gu, he answered, “If we don’t go in, we can’t go in.”

“…?” Tan Yiming murmured and looked back at him in surprise. Tan Yiming repeated: “Can we get in?”

“Of course I can’t get in.” Xiang Guai softly said, “Waganova has strict access control, and it is not easy even for parents of students to enter the school. Unless there is an official letter, an appointment can be made one month in advance.”

“…” Tan Yiming asked, “I thought you flew over thousands of miles and wanted to go back to your alma mater.”

“It’s enough to look at it this way.” Xiang Guai’s eyes fell on the group of lingna across the glass door. “Some memories don’t need to be touched, as long as I know it’s still enough.”

Just then, a little blonde in the corridor suddenly made an Attius in the direction of the gate, with one leg upright, one leg bent backwards and suspended in the air, graceful, like a swan. .

Tan Yiming hadn’t responded yet, so he took a step back to Guess next to him, across the door, and actually made an Atidius like the little Naina.

Xiao Lingna’s eyes were burning and she looked at him with joy.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Lingna took the supporting leg as an axis, and turned out a four-position turn cleanly.

Laughed at Guess, and turned a four-digit turn across the glass door.

Tan Yiming understood it, and dared to love the two people as “prom friends.”

Inside and outside the door, the two are of different ages, genders, and nationalities, but they share the same passion for dancing. They didn’t need language to communicate, they didn’t need music accompaniment, and just danced across the glass door.

They look like they are looking in the mirror. The other side of the mirror is the other one in time.

Tan Yiming watched this quietly beside him. He originally wanted to pull out his mobile phone records, but eventually decided to leave this moment in his eyes and pupils.

Little Lingna ended up with a classic Arabesque, and she also learned something from Guai, making a standard and beautiful Arabesque.

This is Xiang Guai’s favorite action, and it has a very expressive translation-“Wings spread out in the wind.”

At the age of seventeen, the little swan flew into the sky in the wind. He flew higher and higher, tirelessly, and asked nowhere.

At the age of 23, Little Swan found a companion who could fly with him. He finally found his whereabouts.

…

At half past eight, the class bell rang on time. The Lena lingering in the corridor rushed to their classroom. The little girl who danced with Xiangchai also ran away. She was very smart, like a dream blown away by the wind.

Xiang Gui stood outside the gate and watched the dreamy dreams float into the dance room, and his soul followed them in a circle in the dance room, and finally returned to his throbbing chest.

He turned to look at the lover beside him, with a cheerful smile on his face, and said loudly, “I have a dream!”

Tan Yiming laughed and asked him, “Should I applaud you now?”

“You don’t need to applaud.” Xiang Gu opened his arms and greeted him. “Give me a kiss.”

Ok.

Then let Tan Yiming give him a guess, a hot kiss.

[End of the full text]

The author has something to say: Hey here, this story is over.

Thank you for your company for three and a half months.

The inspiration for this story came in suddenly. I originally wanted to write a short story, write a musical that I like, write a ballet that interests me, and write gossip about commercial dubbing stories that I have heard.

As the result became longer and longer, guessing also gradually changed from a little swan to a big swan (laughs).

Thank you for enjoying Guess.

Thank you for guessing.

Thank you for enjoying talking.

Thank you for loving Yao Yin, like Cen Manchuan, like Jin Qiyu, and Chen Ziran.

This story is over, and we will see you next time.

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