Fu Ping'an laughed in silence, and in an instant, countless bloody dramas flashed through his mind. Unexpectedly, the answer was the most uncreative one. He couldn't help but exaggerate his compassion for this poor guy. He couldn't even protect his appearance, so how could he talk about dignity?

"I wish you a better time to find your face." Fu Ping'an raised his cup.

"Actually, I like this face very much." Matteo Cy touched his face and said, "After all, the face of a rich man, he looks much more handsome than my original face. Come and cheer for my handsome face."

Fu Ping'an said that this kid is really "shameless". Matteo and Tibiliu's faces are both Southeast Asians. They have dark skin and relatively short figures, only about 1.7 meters. They are described in the aesthetic standards and idioms of Chinese netizens, which are "monkeys."

After drinking a few cups of vodka, Matteo opened up the conversation and talked about how he was bullied and spoofed by Tibiliu. The more he said, the more aggrieved he felt, the more he was drunk, the more he drank. He fucked two bottles of vodka by him. After drinking too much, he slept hard until dawn.

The international class has graduated and can no longer live in the dormitory. Matteo Ci's identity is revealed sooner or later. If he is kicked out of Fu Longzhi, he will completely lose his place of residence. He has no friends to ask for help, so he can only rely on this roommate whom he met by chance.

"Fu, lend me some money, I will return it to you." Matteo Ci said sincerely.

"I have no money anymore, and you have eaten up all the money." Fu Ping'an said the truth. The military academy has provided food and accommodation, and he is very restrained in spending money, but he is just a student after all, and the monthly disability allowance is still paid on the domestic card. The little dollar he prepared in hand has also been exhausted. Now there is only the money to buy air tickets, which is really unhelpful.

Matteo C's face was full of sorrow and paced back and forth, and finally came up with a solution: "Let's do this, I'll go back to China with you. I don't like the Russian climate. It's too cold and the people are too tough. I don't have a passport. We can only go by land. When we get to the border, we will always have a solution. The Russian proverb says it well, living people will not be suffocated to death by urine."

Fu Ping'an asked him: "What makes you think I will take you back to China? You should go back to your Xingmatai."

Matteo Ci said: "No, I can't go back now, I will be silenced when I go back, and I can't stay in Russia. I like China and yearn for China. Chinese people are the most friendly to foreigners. This is your fine tradition."

"I'm sorry, I can't help you. Your plan is too irritating." Fu Ping'an was unmoved.

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A few hours later, the two stood in a used car trading market in Moscow. An uncle talked endlessly about the car in front of him. It was a military green van, square like a big Liba body, two round headlights in front, with a simple shape, and the style of the 1960s and 1970s came to his face.

This is a uaz-452 van produced by Ulyanovsk Automobile Manufacturing Factory in the Soviet Union. The Russian national car, the uncle proudly said that this is the Russian version of the Unimok, which is very durable and resistant to manufacturing, has little off-road performance, has large space in the car, can load and pull people, and can sleep with Simmons. At night, the two of them do something in the car and drive it. When they say this, the uncle also looked at the two Asian guys ambiguously.

Fu Ping'an asked about the price and it was much cheaper than the meal yesterday. He decided to buy it on the spot.

The plan to buy a car and drive back home was led by Matteo Ci. The two drove together all the way east, crossing the Eurasian continent, crossing the Siberian Plain, and enjoying the magnificent Russian scenery. Such a summer hike is romantic and exciting. If one person can't do this, it's safe to be together. Matteo Ci is the ready-made candidate.

After buying the car, I bought supplies, and a blanket, sleeping bag, big liba sour cucumber, red sausage, and enough vodka to put it on the car. Fu Ping'an bought another box of 7.62x25 pistol bullets to use for self-defense halfway.

Before leaving, Fu Ping'an found a classmate from the Military Student Group to say goodbye. Hu Dapeng and his team had to go to the army for practical training during the summer vacation. Without having to bring money, they lent the allowance to Fu Ping'an and used it as money.

The summer in Russia is cool and dry. Fu Ping'an and Matteo Ci started intercontinental self-driving, leaving Moscow and driving eastward along the highway. Because they had no money to buy a navigation device, they could only follow the map album to go forward. They had the San Ge route to choose from. One was the nearest, through Kazakhstan, entering China from the Xinjiang port, the second was to take the Mongolian route Erlianhot, and the third was to go to the Manzhouli port. The two expressed their opinions and finally reached an agreement. Xinjiang was sensitive, the Mongolians were too bad, so they still went the farthest but safest Manzhouli.

This is a long journey. Russia is vast and sparsely populated. Except for the big cities such as Moscow and Petersburg, most of them are small cities with hundreds of thousands or even fewer populations. The people are simple and enthusiastic, and the natural scenery is beautiful. Two Asian guys have a tent to enjoy Russia's beautiful rivers and mountains. They bring a double tent and camp in the suburbs on the summer nights. They watch the stars. Sometimes they will meet Russians for a picnic, so they will take Vod and join in the fun, sing and dancing, and drink and have fun. When they meet a ride on the road, they will take a ride. They don't have enough money and just chat. They stop to do odd jobs. They are dirty, so they go to the river to take a bath and catch fish. Once they meet bears in the wild. They run fast or they will become bear dung.

The two of them walked and stopped. The road in Siberia was very bad. Fortunately, the uaz-452 is a time-sharing four-wheel drive, which has a non-carrying body, and has strong off-road capabilities. However, this car is older than Fu Ping'an. The Russians' cars are full of minor problems. They repaired and repaired along the way. By the way, even the repair technology has been greatly enhanced. The two drove for a month before they arrived in Irkutsk. They were very close to the famous Lake Baikal. They must appreciate the style of the world's largest freshwater lake.

Standing by the lake and looking at the vast lake, Matteo Ci was filled with emotion: "One hundred years ago, Tsar Nicholas II's family was shot and the empire was destroyed. The army led by Admiral Kolchak was also defeated by the Red Army. More than one million nobles and refugees fled here, walked across the ice, countless people were frozen to death, and countless gold fell into the lake and disappeared forever."

"In our history textbook, Kolchak is the leader of the White Guards, and he is a villain like Denikin. However, the Russians now regard him as a hero and have made movies. He is invited to star in Konstantin Kabinsky. History is really interesting. The white ones may not be really white, and the black ones may not be really black." Fu Ping'an also sighed.

Matteo C has a good language talent. During the time they were together, they learned the language of each other's country. Now Fu Ping'an can speak a little Malay, and Matteo C has mastered the basic Chinese.

"I want to go down and look for gold." Matteo C took off his clothes in a few seconds and jumped into the water. He was muscular and beautiful. At first glance, he was just a good-looking but not a good-looking person from the gym. Fu Ping'an was different. He was thin and tough, and at first glance he was a tough character who could beat him.

The two of them lingered in Lake Baikal for two days, and of course they didn't find gold. Instead, they met some Chinese tourists who had been driving. They gave Fu Ping'an some advice on how to turn the legal clearance of the car back to China, and also gave him the phone number of a scalper in Manzhouli. Simply put, it is to find a qualified company to get it in as a parallel imported car.

As for that tt33, it really is impossible to bring it back to China. It is called weapon smuggling.

It was much closer to Irkutsk to Manzhouli. After driving to the border city for a day and a half, Baikalsk, the car broke down again. Fu Ping'an went to repair the car and asked Matteo Ci to find a place to sell the gun and bullets for money to buy some Russian specialties.

It was dark when the car was repaired, and the Manzhouli Port was cleared 24 hours a day, but the two of them both nostalgic about Russia and decided to pass the customs tomorrow. It suddenly rained and it was troublesome to set up a tent, and the supplies in the car were almost exhausted. The two of them simply lay in the car, listening to the raindrops hitting the roof of the car, and Russian folk songs were played on the radio. Suddenly the atmosphere became a little sad.

"This kind of trip can only be once in a lifetime," Matteo Ci said melancholy. "In the summer of 2013, I drove through Siberia with a Chinese named Paul Fu Ping'an in a broken car. I will always remember this experience, so do you."

Fu Ping'an felt cold. Matteo looked at him in a bad way these days. There would be no problem with this kid's sexual orientation.

I was speechless all night and drove to clear the next day. The procedures for the car were complete. I applied for a travel permit at the port. Before leaving, Matteo Ci applied for a travel permit at the Embassy of Xingma Taiwan in Moscow, and applied for a Chinese visa. The customs clearance was normal. Then the car parked in the declaration area. People went to find a scalper to declare customs. The scalper went to see the procedures and said that you should not ask for it. A broken car that is not worth two cents. The money you get in can buy a convoy of Wuling Zhiguang, which is not worth a lot of money.

This is reasonable. Although the van carries all kinds of memories about friendship and Russia, Fu Ping'an is not a rich man. He can only bear the pain of parting, give up customs declaration, and then deal with Baikalsk after the car is held in a meeting.

The most gratifying thing about returning to China was that they finally didn’t have to eat Russian food. The two of them first found a restaurant to have a meal of Northeastern cuisine. They had enough wine and slept on the train, took the cheapest hard seat, and went to Beijing, visited the Forbidden City, climbed the Great Wall, visited the Summer Palace, soaked in the bar in Sanlitun, watched a ball in the Worker's Team, tasted the braised bean sauce, and then went to Deyun Club to listen to Guo Degang's crosstalk. Matteo's Chinese proficiency has improved by leaps and bounds, and could already pretend to be a Guangxi person.

After leaving the campus for a semester, Fu Ping'an finally returned to Omi. When he left, he brought a big suitcase. When he came back, he had no food, but had a mouth for eating. Matteo relied on him and followed him to eat and live with him. Before school started, the student dormitory could temporarily live in the student cafeteria and cheap food.

In the canteen of Jiangda, Matteo Ci ate the eight-lane small buns, but was still unsatisfied. Seeing Fu Ping'an's anxious eyes, he said, "I don't eat anything for nothing, I will find a job to support myself."

Fu Ping'an asked him, what do you know?
Chapter completed!