| Lidia Ivanova | Love hypnosis for Vitas
Leonid Derbenev was about to turn 75 - they remembered, a star was laid near “Russia” and a concert was held in this famous Moscow hall. I was there. And if on the street there were no problems with places to look at the laying process, then in the hall there was nowhere for an apple to fall. A war veteran from Chuvashia was seated next to him - it was his first time at such a concert and he kept asking questions: “What kind of machine is that flying around the hall?
“This is a television “crane”, they will show you on TV,” I explained to him.
The concert lasted for four hours, and all this time the “crane” flew over the hall, and a man worked behind the installation, holding a heavy counterweight in his hands. It was next to my place - I involuntarily watched it.
- I wonder how much he gets for this? - I said out loud.
The neighbor responded:
- Look at his shoes...
The boots were cheap and old, his hands were worn out, with muscles like a jock’s, his eyes were tired and dull, but he never left this handle, did not fall asleep - otherwise it would have collapsed on people’s heads.
There were a lot of stars in the concert, but I was gutted when I saw it. It was Vitas. I almost suffocated. Lovely! I'm fascinated by him. One thing was bad: this time he sang in a normal voice, without the howl that I love so much. I fell for him and slowly began to “conjure”, I can do it if I really want to. I was going to make him go out into the hall and pass by me... I concentrated on this desire of mine, and - oh God! “Vitas is already walking down our aisle as if on a thread, singing, smiling. He is getting closer, closer... I sat and thought at that moment that I would never forgive myself if I didn’t take the chance now. I get up, walk, dancing, towards him, the lights are turned on, the TV cameras turn in our direction, he opens his arms wide and seems to take me into his arms. The face of my idol is very close to me, we dance a few bars together, I can’t stand it:
- Vitas! I love you! — I exhale and plop down in my seat satisfied.
- Well, you give it! Five! Great! - the neighbors admire. They immediately started running up for autographs - to me, not to Vitas. Declaring your love in front of a 5,000-seat audience - yes! I was pleased and sat through the rest of the concert stoically waiting for Alla Pugacheva, who was delayed, which is why many were late for the metro and cursed for a long time. Pugacheva was thin, looked very young, light, fluttered around the stage like a bird - and how did she manage to transform herself like that again?
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