Petersburg Nevsky Prospect Starbucks
All the teachers of the political science department were sitting, drinking coffee...and talking among themselves... Victor was sitting preoccupied with worry in front of cakes and espresso coffee, and near Constantine, they were sitting at a table near the wall...of the café decorated with large pictures of various coffee cups with roasted coffee beans and the café's logo everywhere... It was Russian music and songs from the FM channel broadcasting from the café's loudspeaker.
There was a group of foreign tourists of different nationalities carrying cameras and travel bags, sitting. Some of them at the counter ask for coffee... "Euros Euros"... The seller says, "Yes, we accept the Euros."
Alex was smiling slyly, sitting at a table with Yuri at the large glass window... Victor was focused…Looking at him from time to time he was scared.
Yuri: Alex teacher... How do you find Nevsky Prospect?
Alex laughed, amused, "A beautiful old ancient street ".
Yuri laughed, "All the history of Tsarist Russia is on this street, old buildings, and institutions...Tourist attractions registered with UNESCO.
Alex: Didn't we go back to the era of the Czars, with the end of the Soviet Union?
Yuri: Of course...but Russia got smaller...the republics separated...what a pity
Alex: What do you think… teacher Yuri when Sweden and Finland separated from us... when the founder of the Soviet Union abdicated?. Vladimir Lenin about it, it was parts of Russia
Yuri looked sadly at the people in the café..." He couldn't keep it because of the war "
Alex was drinking coffee enjoying himself " What if we bring it back...we are a superpower ".
Yuri: They are in NATO...and the situation is a confrontation with nuclear missiles.
Alex was reading the headlines..."Yes...until we do...tactic after tactic...until we conquer
Scandinavia... Our tanks are entering there and missiles are flying from inside our lands".
Yuri: They have alliances...and I doubt our leadership would take any risks.
The tourists were speaking in different languages and with a tour guide who translated for them. They were from Norway and Italy, and the United States of America.
The American was with his wife... sitting at a table in the middle... drinking coffee and eating cake and cookies.
Alex was.... scanning the tourists... and analyzing them... a big Russian guy entered..." All these university teachers are here...Perhaps their salaries are high."...he stood in front of the sales stand..."Give me coffee…a cappuccino with cocoa."
Konstantin got up from his position... and went out, stopped and watched the street, and entered again... headed for Yuri..."I did not notice any mafia...perhaps it was a coincidence of young men".
Yuri: We were discussing with Alex... about the annexation of Scandinavia to Russia again... Konstantin laughed..."I'm going to tell Victor...about this."
The waiter was going around the teachers and getting their orders... Suddenly... Victor shouted..."Look... at this!... He wants to occupy Scandinavia." Everyone looked at Victor as he pointed a finger at Alex...Alex looked at him with anger and turned red...Norwegian tourist "Why...does he want to occupy Norway...I am a tourist from Norway...from this occupier." The guide began to translate for them.
Victor: He's a teacher from the Moscow University of Political Sciences and his name is Alex
The Norwegian: Oh my God... This is a serious matter... Does your country intend to invade us and the neighboring countries?
The Norwegian was a tall, blond-haired young man, skinny, with a camera in his hand, and with his wife and brothers.
Alex shouted, "He's from Moscow... and his name... What is this?"
Victor: This man wants to pick me up...The mafia has outwitted us...
Tourists are laughing...
Victor: I am a teacher from the Petersburg University of Political Science...my name is Victor...help me...Maybe everyone agrees to kill me.
An American man tourist intervened..."What is there...what happened?".
Victor: I speak English... There is no need for a translator... I have opinions that are compatible with the world and this person... he pointed his hand at Alex... is against me and is calling for the world to explode in a nuclear war.
The American: Well...these are opinions...did it reach the point of killing...my name is Robert from America.
Alex shouted: I will ask Director Abdullah to expel you from the university... so that you will not be an opponent
Robert: Calm down...please...maybe...he's going to shoot now
Victor: He has a gun
Alex calmed down...and looked at Robert..."Are you a tourist here?"
Robert was about fifty-five, fat and muscular... with gray hair and a blue jacket
Gray pants and black-rimmed glasses.
Robert: Yes...I'm from Texas...a retired employee of the Department of Environment
Alex: I hope you're not a spy.
Robert laughed... Victor looked at him admiringly, "Great...from America...we are on articles of Peterburg newspaper...you can translate it into your language...my views are like America's...and with peace."
Robert: Great...I see your class teachers...with your opinions
Victor: They are all against me... threatening me and wishing me death from my first day of teaching...They have opinions about restoring Alaska.
Robert was dumbfounded...and frightened...and looked at them lightly and rudely..."Are you against this opinion?"
Victor: Yes... and against invading Europe... as they wish and believe... Please tell your ambassador in Moscow, about me... I'm asking for help.
Robert: Well...I will call him...as long as your views are correct...and compatible...
He was writing in his notebook.
Meanwhile at Petersburg University in the director's cabin.
Abdullah was discussing with Yaroslav... and in front of them was a large pile of papers
Abdullah: I see that the topics are... very... comprehensive
Yaroslav: Teacher Alex has a hundred articles...and the other teachers have forty for each one of them...and this with their comments on each other's eyeballs...what do you suggest regarding coordinating topics.
Abdullah was sipping a cappuccino. "I see that topics related to current political events should be presented first,".
Yaroslav put down the cup of coffee...he drank it whole..."Teacher Victor has many different articles...they are bold."
Abdullah got angry...and became threatening savagely..." His opinions are...to know things...and they are about what countries say… Are teacher Alex's comments comprehensive against him?
Yaroslav: Yes...inclusive...I propose a debate between them
Abdullah: Well... great idea...
Abdullah started thinking... his eyes became sharp... he hit his fist with the palm of his hand... imagining Victor
Yaroslav: The majority of readers, according to my survey, focused on the articles of Victor and Alex...so everyone is eagerly waiting for them...
Abdullah: We will hold a debate between them in the university... and you can publish it... and also any suggestions from you regarding. The demands of the readers will be discussed and I will ask them to implement them.
Yaroslav smiled, "Thank you, Professor Abdullah."
Meanwhile, in Victor's apartment...everyone is sitting in the living room...
Victor was sitting on the sofa... looking very tired "Uh...Uh...Svetlana...Bring me a glass of water...I feel pain in my heart".
Svetlana: Calm down Victor...I'll get her now...I called the doctor and he said he is on the way.
Sergey: What happened to you, father... Are you sick?
Victor: I feel dizzy...a headache...and pain in my chest...my heart is beating fast
Jana: Relax...you may have exhausted yourself in university.
The doorbell rang... Svetlana shouted..."I will open the door now"...The doctor entered..."Hello...Where is he".
He was a big, fat young man, white with blond hair, carrying a black bag... and wearing a black suit.
Svetlana: Doc, stay inside...
Victor saw the doctor and calmed down..."Hi, Mr. Victor...what are you complaining about?"
Victor: My heart is beating so fast...
Doctor: Well... open the window... so that he can breathe... he walked over to Victor and he was examining... his situation
The stethoscope is on Victor's chest...and he is now measuring his pressure..."You are stressed and anxious...Rest assured...I will prescribe some tablets for you...they will cure you"...he started writing...then he signed the prescription, and he took out a stamp from his jacket pocket and stamped it..." This prescription is available from the pharmacy...You take them all at night only." Victor reads the prescription… "Why are these tablets?"
The doctor smiled and gave a small chuckle..."I'll explain it to you...a heart pacemaker tablet, and a blood pressure tablet, and an anti-anxiety pill...and a sleeping tablet that you only use when you sleep."
Victor calmed down and rejoiced as he looked at the doctor..."Oh, Dr. Vitaly...thank you."
Dr. Vitale: I would like to give you some instructions... Take these tablets only at night... and when you don't feel…With any tiredness, there is no need to take it... Also, you must sleep eight hours a day... and if you have any complications or health setbacks contact me directly.
Victor: Yes, Dr. Vitaly, I have been staying up for a long time... and I have been very anxious lately, how much do I pay you?.
Dr. Vitali: No need this time
Victor: I insist...You are with a university teacher
Vitaly: Well, 3000 rubles.
Meanwhile at Alex's apartment.
It was seven o'clock...Alex was watching TV...relaxed and proud...it was in front of him on the table…Issues from the Petersburg newspaper...in which he wrote articles with the teachers...the doorbell rang..."perhaps it was Olga"...he got up...and she urges on the phone..."Alex hello...it's Olga"..." Hello dear come in"..." The guard is not satisfied, that my buddy Eger come in with me...he would like to talk to you about "..." well let me talk to the guard...Let her enter with him...it is allowed "...minutes passed...and the doorbell started ringing...Alex got up and opened it directly...Olga entered...he hugged her and kissed her..."Hi...please"...behind her was Eger, a blond man wearing a long robe.
..." Alex, allow me to enter"..." Yes, please"...immediately removed the conviction...Alex smiled..."Abdul-Jabbar"..."Yes," I think Alex...They are watching you...I did this trick to meet you"... Alex pointed with his hand towards…The living room: "Go ahead, Olga, and sit down and watch TV, and I will be with Abdul-Jabbar in the kitchen, We will drink tea."
The electric kettle was boiling..." What, Abdul Jabbar...How many spoonfuls of sugar should I put?"..."Put three spoons...I would like to thank you for telling us... about the police surveillance of teachers... the 40 mafiosi did not discover them."
Alex laughed...and was pouring water into the cup..."What to do...the issue of qualifying has become impossible."
Abdul-Jabbar started drinking tea..."Ah...it's sweet...can we, Mr. Alex...let's make another plan"...
"How?"…"He suggested that we put a bomb." Alex was surprised and afraid of Abdul-Jabbar… "Yes, Mr. Alex…We put a bomb in the teachers' room... and we determine the time of the explosion."
Alex: Yes, but this is dangerous... It might be me sitting with them
Abdul-Jabbar laughed, "Since these teachers are the enemies of the country and accomplices with this teacher... Victor...This bomb blows up the entire room... and you will be the day outside the university ".
Alex remembered that " Teacher Victor will have a birthday party in a week, and all the teachers will be gathered together in the room...at nine in the morning."
Abdul-Jabbar smiled and rejoiced..."Well...one of our guys will put the bomb...and you know it costs."
Alex: Don't worry...I'll pay you...the day you drop the bomb
Abdul-Jabbar: Agreed...it costs 400,000 roubles.
Alex: Well...okay
Abdul-Jabbar: This bomb is equipped with a remote control... and at the birthday party we will turn it on...and at nine in the morning.
Alex: Well... On that day I will take permission on the pretext that I am busy... But I would like to ask you... Where did you get bombs from?
Abdul-Jabbar: Don't worry...it's a bomb...which workers use to fill buildings...we have a house building company...and we will use fewer bombs... in the demolition process.
Abdul-Jabbar completed the tea session...and got up directly..."I will go now...and I will inform you of the news".
He wore conviction... Alex looked at him with admiration... and accompanied him to the door of his apartment... bid farewell... and went to Olga.
Hello...didn't you read my articles in the newspaper?
Olga: Articles for you...I'll see
Olga was amazed...she smiled and laughed, "Wonderful...Professor Alex...from Moscow
...now I know you."
Petersburg University. Teachers' Chamber
The teachers were discussing among themselves... It was the beginning of their day... 8 o'clock in the morning.
Alex entered...he was worried and confused..." Hello teachers".
Konstantin: Hello...Teacher Alex...Good morning.
Yuri: I see you're worried...and you're thinking
Alex: Nothing
Alex sat behind his desk...ignoring the teachers.
Victor came to his table..." Hello...Teacher Alex...A debate has been scheduled between us from Chef Abdullah…It will be in the lecture hall in front of different students."
Alex looked at Victor, "Yes... let's prepare the topics we will discuss."
Victor: Well, I will write my subjects on a piece of paper and deliver them to you.
Alex began to think, "I wonder if the bomb was placed... and where?".
Yuri: Alex's teacher... did you hear about hypersonic missiles, they say they were developed by us?...and it's very fast arriving in minutes over long distances.
Alex: Good news... This achievement strengthens my views... Let's talk to a military person.
The teachers looked at Alex with trepidation and fear.
Konstantin: Master Alex... We see you making noises as if our end is near.
Alex was silent and did not answer.
Yuri: You may not like our teaching team, is it because of Victor...we'll ask him to leave.
Calm down Alex..."Yes...expel him...how long have you been patient with him...that all of this is considered negligence and a cause on your part."
Yuri: Don't worry... I will order the university and the students to expel Victor because of his opinions.
Alex: That's great... Victor will be gone and we won't have an opponent.
One of the teachers came...and stood in front of Alex's table, " teacher Alex...I'm the teacher Evgeny... I hope you don't consider me a traitor. I was born in the Soviet Union... and I have been a teacher for thirty years at this university."
Alex: No... no
Evgeny was of Tatar nationality, about forty-eight years old, of medium build, and gray hair
He is brown in color and wears a gray suit..."My views are new and compatible with the political system...they are, Don't condemn me...thank you"...and walked out of the room, carrying his black bag.
Yuri stood angry..."You Victor, leave us...we don't want you...all these years I have been silent."
Konstantin: Mr. Victor... Please... You don't change our university team's opinions... Please leave.
Victor got angry..." No, I'm not leaving... Years will pass and new teachers will come here, half of what I am of opinions."
Yuri started looking at Alex...evaluating whether he got angry...then he looked at Victor, "We will not let you create teachers like you, and they give lessons with us
at our university."
A group of teachers stood in one half of the large room, and one of them shouted, "Victor...we advise you to run away, or death will come to you."
"I will shoot you, bastard, with knives," Yuri shouted.
Victor could not stand it...he looked at his table sadly...and started crying.