章 3: Chapter 3. Study. Part one

Retreat. Vladimir - Lieutenant

Once again, I carefully read the received fax, which said that it was necessary to take such and such a guy to the army at such and such an address as was usual for him. He worked in this area for more than one year and always gained the right number of draftees from his site. Often taking advantage of not quite pure techniques, but, as he sincerely believed, all he does is only for their good! And trying to evade serving their homeland, they thereby do not honor their ancestors. But what forced him to re-read this strange fax is that at the end it was written: "If possible, make sure that he does not understand until the very last moment that they want to forcibly take him into the army, and this is just a formality. And when he had nowhere to go, he stood in the slender ranks of the defenders of the fatherland! "

He shrugged his shoulders to the obvious nonsense of his superiors. He took with him Andrei - a close servant who could clearly adhere to the necessary line of behavior - and left for the indicated address.

Apparently, I had to study intensively. Quickly reached the institute, the road took me only forty minutes from home, reaching, went inside, showing the student guard. He smeared a glance at him, and I calmly headed straight to our dean. Upon reaching him, he wanted to knock on the door, but because of it, some angry female screams were heard. By intensifying the rumor, I was able to understand that they were shouting such an interesting thing there.

"You cannot expel him!" It is brutal! You know very well what condition he was in. He just checked out, give him time to prepare, and I am sure that he will pass everything!.. - a young female voice spoke in elevated tones.

- Calmer, Victoria, I understand everything perfectly, but just yesterday I got a call from the vice-rector and was told that all bad or debtors need to be expelled before August 31.

"But..." the girl tried to object.

- If he manages to pass before the deadline on August 30, then we will transfer it to the third year.

- But how will he manage to pass fifteen-odd credits and exams, not to mention course?!

- But this is no longer our problem, the conversation is over! All kind.

I heard a knock of heels, and I, not wanting to be noticed after eavesdropping, quickly slid around the corner. And just a few seconds later, the dean's door slammed and an angry girl swept past, in which I was surprised to recognize yesterday's rescued. Shrugging, he still got to the dean's office, knocked and received permission to enter.

"Hello, I would like to know what I need to pass in order for me to be transferred to the third year," I said. Our dean looked at me with surprise, which over the past time has hardly changed, except for a little added wrinkles around the eyes.

And you, excuse me, who?

- I Savikov Nikolay, a student of group 28-УПО, as far as I understand, at the moment I am listed in the second year.

- Clearly... - she extended, carefully looking at me, as some unusual animal.

- Well, you, apparently, recovered, on which I congratulate you. And they are ready to start their studies. But there is a small snag due to the fact that, although for an independent reason, you could not attend classes. But the student council and our dean were able to insist that you not be expelled! With assurances that when you wake up, you will surrender all the accumulated debts...

"Yes, I understand everything and am ready to try to surrender them," I said firmly. I wasn't really sure I could turn them in. Such a large number of tests and exams, but once again I repeat that I was definitely not going to the army, and in general - an attempt not to torture...

"Well, then a second," and quickly, something began to be dialed on the computer. A few minutes later, the printer started working. Having printed about five pages of text, he finished spitting paper. Taking the leaflets, the dean handed them to me with the words:

- There is everything that you may need to pass tests and exams. And I inform you that you must have time to pass everything before August 31, since it is on this day that there will be a commission, and you are the main candidate for expulsion.

- All teachers will be at the institute starting July 25...

"Do you have any more questions?"

"No, no. Thank you for your help!

- Well then all to you kind and I wish successful delivery of all debts.

Without even looking into the leaflets, I politely said goodbye and went out, neatly closing the door. Having taken them into the bag, I decided to figure everything out at home, with a cup of green tea and under my favorite anime soundtracks, this is exotic. But, before going home, I looked into our pretty decent buffet, where it was possible to snack a bad snack, ordering a cup of tea, unfortunately, there was no black, green, and a couple of chebureks with cheese. As I remember, they've always been amazing here. Having taken the order, I got up at the table and took a snack with pleasure, while watching the wall TV, another idiotic show was again shown there. I can't even imagine those who can believe in sincerity and not the flirtatiousness of all this... But, apparently, since they are still being spun, people look that they cannot but be upset.

Having attempted, he left our corps and went to the exit. To the right of him, apparently, some kind of construction was started, judging by the presence of special equipment there. Coming closer, I realized that I had finally allocated money for the construction of the gym... It was a sick topic for our institute and its students. And for quite a long time. As I learned from senior students before I got into a coma, the money allocated for the construction of this building was enough only to fill the site and nothing else, and other funds "disappeared without a trace." And it was at the moment when I approached the construction site that the crane began to move with beams attached to it for construction. Violating all safety rules, the crane operator began to conduct them over a group of students standing not far away, and not over territory specially fenced for this matter. According to the law of meanness, it was at this moment that I heard how the cable holding these beams creaked, and with a loud sound this cable broke and the beams rushed right into a group of students who noticed them at the last moment, but clearly did not have time to bounce.

At this moment I felt how the time around me slowed down, and again I could move at great speed. From all legs he ran forward and in just a few seconds he ran to the students. He simply pushed two guys in different directions and managed to take the girl off the beam fall trajectory with a long leap forward, picking her up and slipping on her back. The ringing of falling fittings and the frightened cries of students who had just realized that they had escaped a real death! Screams, as you can guess, were ennobled by the Russian mother and sounded so that you can directly hear. Having managed to evaluate all this with the edge of my eye, I fell out of the state of delayed time and tried to take a deep breath, as I knocked out all the air from my lungs during the fall. Which was not so easy to do, because I was wearing a girl with tight eyes. I think you already figured out exactly who the rescued turned out to be. I looked at her carefully, trying to understand what was wrong with her and why for the second time in less than two days I was saving her life. Maybe it's fate? She shuddered and, opening her eyes, looked at me.

"And again you saved me," she whispered.

"Turn," I replied, smiling. Shaking off, got up and helped her rise. And then the people ran around again, who owed that, they say, well done, the guy, was not confused and saved people, more of them and so on. Only smiled at them and, without saying goodbye, turned around and left. I don't know why, but I always didn't like being thanked for what other people thought was good. After all, everyone who considers himself a person should do this. Vic ran after me and tried to stop me.

"Wait, where are you going?" You probably need help, because you will not have time to pass everything, I can borrow lectures... - in a trembling voice, without completely moving away from what happened, she patted me.

"No, thank you. I already took everything in the dean's office, "I managed to talk before I jumped into the bus that had almost left, towards the metro. I did not hear the answer line, since the door split us.

Retreat. Victoria

I stood on the subway, wearing headphones, next to my dad, who spoke on the phone, and thought that I had successfully passed the session and had already begun to make plans for the summer... How suddenly someone pushed me in the back, and I began to fall straight on the rails, right in front of the glowing muzzle of the train! Someone rushed me back, pulling my blouse, but it broke, and I still continued to fall on the rails... Having squeezed my eyes tightly with fear, I realized that I would die now, and my life would end! And then suddenly someone's strong hands picked me up and after a strong push I felt that I was going somewhere, someone intercepted me. When I opened my eyes, I saw a train hit some guy. Vaguely to someone like that, who apparently pushed me out of the train, and I screamed. When the train left, I was afraid of what I could see on the rails, and forgot how to breathe. But everything worked out, and when he drove away, a guy lay between the rails, clustering and clasping his ears.