This TV series tells the story of an American journalist of Russian origin who was assigned to the Russian branch by the newspaper boss because he offended someone at home. Then, due to a series of things in Russia, he gradually became a real Russian. s story.
This is a comedy film with an imaginative plot that makes Fang Ze, a person accustomed to domestic routine films, watch it with gusto even if his culture is different.
Fang Ze watched it himself first, and then spent the whole morning making subtitles for about three episodes. The whole afternoon was spent on the timeline to make the finished product.
However, Fang Ze was pleasantly surprised to find that the powerful insight of his Athena's Vision allowed Fang Ze to be extremely accurate when manually checking the timeline.
Although Athena Vision can only be played for more than two hours at a time, Fang Ze can finish subtitles for three episodes of the TV series during this time.
Fang Ze sent the finished product to Calcium Oxide's mailbox and asked him to check it out. Then he was about to go out for a meal when he walked to the living room and looked up at his watch. It was almost five o'clock.
The guests should be coming.
Just as Fang Ze was thinking about it, someone knocked on the door.
It seems that Cao Cao has arrived.
Fang Ze walked over quickly, took a blurry look through the cat's eyes, and found an old man with a slightly older appearance.
Because the other person's knock on the door was clear and powerful, and he seemed to be a person with a slow personality, Fang Ze did not dare to delay for too long and opened the door directly.
Fang Ze just opened the door, but before he could speak, the old man outside the door stretched out his hand to Fang Ze and said, "Hello, I'm Li Yunlong. I'm going to stay with you for a few days. I'm going to cause you trouble."
"No trouble, no trouble." Fang Ze said quickly, opened the door completely, and stretched out his hand to signal Li Yunlong to come in.
Li Yunlong strode into Fang Ze's bedroom. Fang Ze reached out to close the door and patted his chest to suppress his inner surprise.
This big meowing cat.
The keyword suggested Italy. Fang Ze thought it was a guest from Italy, but he didn't expect it to be Li Yunlong!
Second Battalion Commander, where’s your damn Italian cannon!
Fang Ze must have known this classic saying, but who would have thought that the Italy that Big Meow reminded him of actually meant Italian cannon.
By the time Fang Ze closed the door and entered the room, Li Yunlong was already sitting on the sofa. Although his hair was white at the temples, he could still smell the smell of fire and blood from his body.
This is something rarely seen in people in peaceful times.
Even for soldiers in peacetime, their similar temperament is probably ten times or a hundred times worse than that of Li Yunlong.
After all, the war back then could truly be regarded as a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Fang Ze looked at Li Yunlong and estimated that he must be in his fifties. In the original time and space, he was serving as the commander of an army on the southeast coast at this time, and it was not long before the tragedy happened.
Fang Ze finally understood why Da Miao said that shielding was difficult to debug.
Because every guest sent by Big Meow will not see any future information about himself in this world, nor will he know his fate.
Therefore, Da Miao should have not only blocked Li Yunlong's memory about him, but also blocked a lot of related history.
"Grandpa Li." Fang Ze looked at Li Yunlong and didn't know what to call him, so he called him "Grandpa Li" and then asked, "Would you like some tea? I'll pour you some tea."
"It doesn't have to be so troublesome." Li Yunlong waved his hand and said, "Just give me some water."
Fang Ze glanced at the water dispenser, and then said, "There is no hot water. I'll give it to you right now."
"Cold water is fine, it doesn't matter." Just after Li Yunlong finished speaking, he suddenly looked at Fang Ze and asked, "Since there is no hot water, why did you just say pour me tea?"
"There are ready-made ones, but they are also cold." Fang Ze took out two bottles of tea drinks with different flavors from the cardboard box next to the refrigerator and said to Li Yunlong.
"Hey, it seems that we are developing very well now. We even have this kind of tea." Li Yunlong looked at the tea and said with interest, "Bring me a bottle and let me take a look."
Fang Ze handed a bottle of tea to Li Yunlong. Li Yunlong took it in his hand and looked at it, then said, "Why is this tea called coffee table? The name is really weird."
Forehead.
Fang Ze looked at Li Yunlong and said, "Grandpa Li, this is called tea π."
"What the hell." Li Yunlong raised his head and looked at Fang Ze.
"Tea π, π, is the pi in mathematics, the one our ancestors calculated to seven decimal places."
"Pi." Li Yunlong raised his voice a little too high, then lowered his voice and said, "I've heard of it."
"Pi is just pi, and what π means makes me stunned." Li Yunlong said, opening the drink and taking a sip.
"It tastes good, but the tea flavor is too weak."
"Maybe this is more suitable for young people." Fang Ze said, "I have run out of tea at home recently, and I haven't gone out to buy it."
"It's okay, it's all the same." Li Yunlong took a few sips and then screwed the lid back on.
"How many years is it now?" Li Yunlong looked at Fang Ze and asked.
"One or seven years." Fang Ze replied quickly.
Li Yunlong might have been preparing to ask Fang Ze some questions about the current development of the country, but before he could speak, he saw his brows furrowed, as if he was enduring some pain.
"What's wrong with you?" Fang Ze asked quickly with concern.
"It's okay, I just have a headache. It seems there are some things I can't ask." Li Yunlong waved his hand, stood up, and said to Fang Ze. "Since I'm not allowed to ask, why don't you go out with me for a walk? If you can't ask, I'll take a look at the head office."
Fang Ze looked at his watch, it was after five o'clock.
So he said to Li Yunlong, "Okay, okay, I just want to go out for dinner."
Li Yunlong is wearing an old-fashioned Chinese tunic suit. Although the style of the clothes is a bit old-fashioned nowadays, it also depends on who is wearing it.
Some people dress like old people from the countryside, but when Li Yunlong wears it, he looks like a senior leader coming down to inspect.
Because it had rained recently and the weather was a little humid, Fang Ze put on a coat.
Li Yunlong saw Fang Ze's coat, reached out and touched it, and then said, "The quality of the clothes is good."
"Generally speaking, they are all produced in factories." Fang Ze said.
"how much is this shirt."
"One hundred and eighty yuan. Our city's per capita disposable income this year is 45,000 yuan." Fang Ze didn't know how to explain to Li Yunlong what level eighty yuan is now, so he directly said Haiping City's per capita disposable income this year. Disposable income.
(End of chapter)