Chapter 442: A Chance Encounter in the Grand Theater
The car came to the door of the National Center for the Performing Arts, and Serova parked the car on the edge of Marx Square across the road
Rokossovsky got out of the car and looked at the tall and magnificent building opposite. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ info This pale yellow classical building, in front of the door stands eight ancient Greek Ionian columns more than ten meters high, and the huge colonnade faΓ§ade is majestic and magnificent. On top of the triangular door is a bronze statue of Apollo driving a troika.
"Koschika, what are you still standing here?" Seeing Rokossovsky standing next to the car staring at the opposite Grand Theater in a daze, Serova hurriedly reminded him in a low voice: "Let's go over, you wear so little, be careful not to freeze." β
Crossing the road and walking towards the Bolshoi Theatre, Rokossovsky saw a circular platform in front of the door with a circular fountain in the middle, which had long been closed because of the cold weather. There are quite a few people gathered around the fountain, as if waiting for the opening of the movie.
Rokossovsky was thinking about whether he would be like these people, waiting outside for the opening of the movie, but Serova grabbed him by the arm and led him to the theater.
After entering, there is a large cloakroom. There was plenty of heating in the theater, so as soon as Serova entered the door, she took off her red tweed coat and handed it to the staff of the coat rack. The elderly staff member smiled at Serova, took her coat, and handed her a number plate.
Serova led Rokossovsky to an open coffee shop in a nearby lounge, walked straight to the window, and found a round single sofa to sit down on a low glass coffee table, while Rokossovsky sat opposite.
A waitress in a white apron immediately walked over and politely asked, "What do you two need?" β
Serova, apparently a regular here, skillfully asked the waitress for coffee and salad, as well as bread. After the waitress walked away, she smiled and asked Rokossovsky: "Koschika, are you here for the first time?" β
Rokossovsky took a closer look at Serova again at this moment, and saw that she was wearing a black sweater with a high neck, a knee-high red and black checkered skirt underneath, and a pair of medium-length cowhide children's boots. Rokossovsky, who sat across from her, could clearly see her exposed white knees.
Upon hearing Serova's question, Rokossovsky nodded again and again and said: "Yes, I am here for the first time. β
The waiter quickly delivered the things ordered by the two of them, and then bowed down and said, "Please use it slowly, two of you!" He walked backwards away from the table for two.
While eating, Rokossovsky suddenly heard a burst of music ringing in his ears, because it was specially prepared by the coffee shop for diners.
Seeing that Rokossovsky was listening carefully to the music being played, Serova put the coffee cup in her hand on the coffee table and asked with a smile: "Is this song good?" β
"Sounds good." Rokossovsky nodded and said: "The deep love for loved ones expressed in the lyrics is more appropriate to say that it is not so much a song as a poem." β
"You're amazing." Serova slapped her slap twice and said approvingly: "You guessed right, this is a piece based on a poem." β
"It's such a good song, it's the first time I've heard it." Rokossovsky looked at Serova and asked: "Do you know who wrote this poem and who composed it?" β
"Of course I do." Serova's face flushed slightly, and she continued: "This poem was written by Simonov. In January of this year, many writers and musicians who were preparing to retreat to the rear stayed in Moscow hotels. It was there that he met the composer Polish Chel, and he gave the poem to him. After reading it, Chel in Poland applauded continuously, and composed the music for this poem, which was unexpectedly popular in Moscow. β
The two talked for a while, and Serova raised her hand to look at her watch and said to Rokossovsky: "There is still a quarter of an hour before the movie starts, you sit down first, and I will go to the toilet first." β
As soon as Serova left, a familiar voice suddenly sounded behind her: "General Rokossovsky!" β
Rokossovsky jerked his head to look behind him, and saw the beautiful female military doctor, Tatiana, standing behind him. She took two steps earlier and said coldly: "My comrade general, why did you abandon Borisova in less than a month and marry a new love?" β
Rokossovsky's old face turned red and asked rhetorically: "How do you know that I have a new love?" β
Tatiana sneered and continued: "Who doesn't know this red and purple Serova, even if everyone knows that her fiancΓ© is the famous Simonov, but the suitor still has a reinforcement battalion. β
Rokossovsky was stunned and said, "FiancΓ©?!" Didn't Simonov just say that she was just her boyfriend? β
Tatiana said triumphantly: "You have been in the ward for a long time, and you have completely disconnected from this society, and you don't even know such big news. I'm telling you, if anyone else sees the two of you together, tomorrow the whole of Moscow will know about it. β
Tatiana's words made Rokossovsky sweat, and he regretted a little at the moment that he should not have agreed to Serova's invitation to come here to watch the movie.
Seeing that Rokossovsky was speechless, Tatiana did not press tightly, but said: "I see that Borisova is sincere to you, you can't be sorry for her." Okay, I don't think I saw today's events, and I hope there won't be a next time. Good bye! With that, he turned and left.
When Serova returned, Rokossovsky looked at each other and asked in a kind tone: "When are you going to marry Simonov?" β
Serova's face flushed, and she asked rhetorically, "How do you know?" After a while, she said with the usual expression: "Simonov was at my lowest mood, appeared in my life, and launched a fierce pursuit of me. I feel like I'm more grateful to him than love. On the contrary, I fell in love with you at first sight......" At the end, her voice grew quieter and quieter, so small that she couldn't even hear herself.
"Alright, the movie is about to start, let's get in." Serova stood up with a red face and beckoned to the waiter at the counter in the distance: "Waiter, check out!" β
Rokossovsky and Serova walked into the theater side by side and were immediately stunned by the layout inside. I saw that the performance hall of the theater was splendid, luxurious and solemn, and the whole inquiry was oval-shaped, with gold as the main tone. In the middle is the auditorium, and the other three sides are six-story boxes attached to the wall. In the center is a large crystal chandelier in the form of a huge flower basket.
After taking his seat, Rokossovsky whispered to Serova: "As far as I know, the NCPA has world-class opera companies, ballet companies, orchestras and choirs, and the performances of Russian classical opera and ballet are of high artistic standard. β
Serova leaned close to his ear and said in the same whisper: "Koschika, this is also a political need. Well, the movie is about to start, so focus on watching the movie! β