Chapter 587: Pavlyuchenko

"Ah, that's nature!"

In response to Beria's advice, Kosygin nodded his head in agreement.

Seeing that the prime minister of the government replied very simply, but his expression was a little embarrassed, General Secretary Malenkov smiled and waved his hand, "Is this kind of thing, I also mentioned it to Alexei." France, Sweden, Norway, and soon Italy, these people are very enthusiastic on the surface, but the enthusiasm of young girls is another matter, you must be more careful, hehe......"

"Recently...... There are still a lot of things to be busy, after all, the overall pattern of Europe needs to be rectified urgently, hehe! ”

I don't know if I remembered the embarrassing encounter in Paris before, Alexei Kosygin raised the glass in his hand and excused his subordinates, or rather his own negligence.

Not long ago, when he went to Paris to attend foreign affairs and sign a treaty of friendship and cooperation with France, Kosygin "accidentally" met Sophie Marceau, a rising film star, at a grand dinner in the evening. However, after receiving a briefing from the KGB, Kosygin realized that this was one of the secret operations ordered by FranΓ§ois Mitterrand, the purpose of which was nothing more than to seek some information.

The use of such a ploy for distinguished guests from the East is nothing new for the romantic French, and the KGB has pushed him to maintain close contact with Sophie Marceau and leave some memories for the French, but this little episode has become a joke among several old friends:

"Hey, Alexey. Sophie, this woman is very charming. But you're not afraid of being repaired by Natasha. Ha ha! ”

Hearing Kosygin's explanation, Suslov, who was fumbling for a cigarette on the sofa, laughed a few times, "It's good now, you have also joined the intelligence team of the committee, and you have to listen to Pavlovich's command." In fact, according to me, the Gauls are not necessarily more pleasing than the Slavs; Not to mention anything else, when you watched the show two days ago, why weren't you so attentive to the popular 'Lyudmila' all over Moscow? ”

"Ah, what do you say? This ......"

It seems that this kind of topic is really a bit narrow, Kosygin was originally just associated with Sophie Marceau out of curiosity, but now his face is a little cramped; However, as the saying goes, "the speaker has no intention, the listener has a heart", when he heard the name "Lyudmila", Beria, who was sitting on the other end of the sofa, glanced at Malenkov imperceptibly, and the two people's hearts met and intersected for a moment before they tacitly moved away.

Lyudmila Vladimirovna Pavlyuchenko, the most beautiful girl in Moscow, singing as clear as heaven as a soprano star. At the same time, he was also the lover of the number one ace pilot of the Red Air Force, Viktor Rezenov; The love affair between these two highly publicized public figures was carried out by Suslov without even the knowledge of the chairman of the Presidium of the Soviet Union and the prime minister of the government. From this subtlety, it is enough to know how tight the KGB's intelligence secrecy has become.

But at this moment, when the eyes of the two Soviet giants met, the eyes of the general secretary revealed a little strangeness.

Glancing at Beria imperceptibly, Malenkov couldn't help but think of last year's October Revolution commemorative party, and it was probably at that time that Viktor, the kid, began to pursue Lyuda?

Unconsciously a little distracted, the general secretary thoughtfully raised his hand to stroke the bridge of his straight nose, he still vaguely remembered that at the reception dinner that day, he specially asked Lyudmila, who had arranged for the performance to sit next to him, and quietly held the little girl's hand and chatted a lot about the family's shortcomings, which also annoyed his wife Lilia. Now that I think about it, what I said at the time was all heartfelt, but the girl didn't listen to it at all, is this a good thing or a bad thing?

Ah, anyway, even if it's a pilot who lives and dies......

In the present situation, who among the citizens of the Soviets could not be affected by the flames of war.

Thinking of Lyudmila Pavlyuchenko, who can often be seen in ordinary times, a girl of the same age, a delicate and beautiful face seems to be in front of you; When he was inadverging in reverie, the image of Viktor's military uniform flashed in his mind, and Malenkov seemed to feel a little helpless, and sighed slightly in the sofa. Secretly thinking about it in his heart, he knew very well that he shouldn't think like this-for a very selfish purpose, to prevent this genius of air combat from fighting in the blue sky and winning this protracted war for the Soviets?

No, as General Secretary, he doesn't have any reason to do that.

But if not, wouldn't Liuda be ......?

Yes, for Lyudmila, there is no way he can't help but care; After all, it was the girl he loved deeply, the biological daughter he cared about in private, but was destined to be unrecognizable......

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Constantine? - Konstantin? ”

"Oh, what's wrong?"

Pulled back to reality by the call from the side, Malenkov's casual eyes became sober, "Oh, I probably ...... I drank a little too much, what were you talking about? ”

"Ah, you're distracted, Ustinovich!"

Hearing Suslov's straightforward greeting, the general secretary bowed in the sofa and looked intently, only to find that these old friends had already laid out a rather large piece of lattice paper on the table, and there were many small black and white glass pieces on it; Are they going to play chess, isn't this black and white chess piece thing?

"Are you guys playing Go?"

"Ah, fiddle with it a few times; This mysterious game from the East is quite interesting, didn't you say that this 'Go' originated from China? ”

Holding a few frosted and delicate glass chess pieces in his hand, Kosygin, who had blushed because of Sophie Marceau's affair, was already sitting on the chessboard with great interest at this time, and began to play a "game" with Suslov, two three-legged cats. As for Malenkov, and Beria watched the game on the side, they couldn't help but give some advice, although he only received this gift when he visited China before, but to talk about the attainments of Go, he is still much stronger than the three laymen in front of him:

"Oh, it's not supposed to be like this here; Don't think in terms of chess, after all, there is no division of responsibilities between the chess pieces on it. ”

"Really? ――But I think it's pretty much the same, it's all about destroying the enemy as the intended goal? ”

"Haha, it's not that simple! Although as far as I understand it, the rules of a game like Go are very simple and straightforward. (To be continued......)