Chapter 473

November 11th.

Dostoyevsky, a Russian writer who had been hiding from editors and had been urged for manuscripts all year round, turned pale when the door was knocked on the door. He subconsciously wanted to run away, and looked for the window with his eyes, "Could there be darkness again/

Can you help me with the manuscript?"

"Mr. Dostoevsky! Happy birthday to you!"

The fifty-two-year-old Russian writer was stunned.

Financial pressure tortured him every day, making him often overloaded with work and looking worse than the sick Flaubert.

After the door opens.

Several strangers walked in with cakes in their hands and handed over greeting cards from Wang Qiu and a new round of royalties, which greatly soothed Dostoevsky's restless soul.

"This is Mr. Wang Qiu's birthday gift to you."

Not only cakes and royalties, Dostoyevsky discovered through greeting cards that the devilish Oriental in Ireland actually hired a nutritionist and a maid for him to take care of his daily life!

Angel?

It must be the reincarnation of an angel!

Dostoyevsky's view of Wang Qiu suddenly changed, a smile appeared on his face, and he finally believed the foreign literary world's view of Wang Qiu.

"An Oriental who came to save the writer."

Same country, different world.

The devil Fyodor rarely bought a small cake.

The members of the Rats of the Dead House gathered together, looking weird and laughing, to celebrate the birthday of their leader - but no one knew how old he was.

Pushkin thought: "I want to ask, but I don't dare to ask."

Sometimes, a man's age is as much of a mystery as a woman's.

Gogol was like a child who loved fun, swinging his long silver braid, jumping up and down, lighting up the basement room, beaming with joy, which made Fyodor's loyal little brother Ivan more pleasing to Gogol's eyes.

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The reason why Fyodor was in a good mood was because he dreamed about Teacher Reader again. He was a person who seldom dreamed. The first time he dreamed about Aso Qiuya, he vaguely remembered that the other party was urging him to write a manuscript, so Fyodor wrote

I wrote a short story and took it to worship.

In his second dream, he dreamed that Mr. Reader had arranged for him to have a nutritionist and a maid, and seemed to be telling him to pay attention to his health when completing his career.

Fyodor looked in the mirror and confirmed that the dark circles under his eyes were a bit thick.

It doesn't matter.

He will accept the concern of readers and teachers and will not let the disease affect him.

Fyodor blew out the mouse-shaped candle and silently made a wish for himself: "Please Shibusawa-kun, please go see Mr. Reader as soon as possible and say hello to him on my behalf."

It was the norm for Fyodor to trick Shibusawa Tatsuhiko once a year.

Sometimes it was Shibusawa Tatsuhiko who escaped disaster on his own, and sometimes it was Edogawa Ranpo and Dazai Osamu who helped Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, and everyone knew it.

To this day, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko still regards Fyodor as a "good friend".

The kind that wants the other person to die.

On December 25th, the most important Christmas in Europe arrives.

Many people received Christmas gifts from Aso Akiya depending on their mood. Some people received a check to pay off debts, some received a piece of Christmas chocolate, and many writers received a free syphilis test from the hospital.

The mood of the writers can be imagined, and they were confused about whether to laugh or cry.

In Wilde's home, they were decorating for Christmas, and there was a candle in the window. According to tradition, Oscar Wilde, the youngest in the family, put the candle.

Aso Qiu also helped clean Oscar Wilde's room and found a lot of strange things. Oscar Wilde stopped him in surprise.

Aso Qiuya smiled and said, "What are you afraid of?"

Aso Qiuya casually flipped through an erotic novel without blushing or breathing.

"Watch less and get a serious girlfriend in the future."

Hearing Aso Qiu say the same thing, Oscar Wilde couldn't help but cover his face. Fortunately, what was dug out was the previous novel, not the same-sex theme he bought later. Just when he was so happy, Aso Qiu also said: "Isn't the apartment

Do you want to clean too?”

Oscar Wilde trembled: "I can do it myself."

Aso Qiu also looked at him very suspiciously.

It seems that he has hidden something again.

Aso Akiya, who was spending Christmas in Ireland, once again saw Santa Claus wearing green clothes and a green hat passing by outside, and he sighed with emotion: "It's too green."

After traveling to this world, he learned that Santa Claus was originally green like a plant, and green symbolizes the vitality of winter.

He didn't forget to pay attention to Gabe's situation.

During Christmas in France, Gabe was taken out by Alexandre Dumas and experienced some traditional French festivals. The boy and Dumas built a Christmas tree together, and ate a table full of Christmas dinner at night, including turkey, foie gras, bread, and chocolate.

, candies, desserts, everything is available, so rich that Gabe wants to celebrate Christmas every day.

Gabe's digestion ability was first-rate and he chattered non-stop, which gave Alexandre Dumas' home a rare family atmosphere.

Xiao Dumas said gloomily: "I just know how to eat and drink until you die."

Gabe was proud: "It's my ability to eat!"

Gabe boldly stuffed a chicken drumstick into Dumas' mouth. Dumas ducked away. Gabe pouted and gave the drumstick to Alexandre Dumas. Alexandre Dumas opened his mouth and took a bite with a smile.

Eat it in, "Merry Christmas, Gabe."

Aso Qiu also said gently: [Merry Christmas.]

Gabe said happily: "Dad, Mom, Merry Christmas!" At this time, he heard Aso Qiuya's holiday blessing to "Mysterious Island".

Alexandre Dumas's smile faltered, as if he didn't hear the "mom" call behind him.

Alas, the child is too stubborn and always calls for mother.

Dumas whispered: "Merry Christmas."

Alexandre Dumas took care of his son's emotions and said: "Are you going to go back to your house for Christmas, or are you going to spend the night at my place?"

Xiao Dumas said: "I want to see my mother."

Alexandre Dumas was very calm: "Let's go after eating."

French people always eat dinner for a long time, chatting while eating. Gabe was very active in it, which made Jules Verne, whose personality was hidden, feel a little sour.

[Is this the family Gabe wants?]

In Germany, the devil also held a festival to drive out devils and celebrate the birth of the Son. Schiller decorated Goethe's house for Christmas, and Paul Verlaine made a mockery of them.

“Can you really drive out the devil?”

Schiele, holding a wreath of mistletoe, ignored the nervous Paul Verlaine.

Goethe said objectively: "Probably not possible."

Goethe added: "Dear Paul, you should dress more colorfully today. I have prepared a new set of clothes for you."

Schiller chuckled and saw Paul Verlaine walking out, dressed in a red and green suit with golden bells hanging, like a walking Christmas tree.

Paul Verlaine's face was dark.

Goethe said: "This is Chuuya-kun's outfit today, an enlarged version."

Paul Verlaine fell silent.

What kind of aesthetic is this?

Obviously, after breaking away from the constraints of Aso Akiya and Rando, Nakahara Chuuya let go of his wardrobe, returned to his nature, and spent money to buy a bunch of clothes that he couldn't usually wear. When Christmas came, everyone in the Armed Detective Agency

They all have a colorful appearance, and Zhongyuan Zhongye who is pulled over will have the opportunity to wear his favorite clothes.

The devil smiled kindly at him.

Schiller did not let Verlaine go and kept laughing at him.

After dinner, before Schiller left, Paul Verlaine breathed into Schiller's ear: "Goethe made me wear a black thong, which was so tight."

Is this about to start talking?

There are so many beauties in Germany, why do they have to get this French one?!

Schiller's expression changed drastically and he immediately asked Paul Verlaine to be taken away.

Goethe frowned and disagreed: "I'm worried about you taking him back alone. This place is not far from the base."

So, Schiller stayed over, and the night for two turned into a night for three, and all the good atmosphere was gone. In the middle of the night, Schiller went to Goethe's room to argue about Verlaine, accusing Goethe of "abuse" for the first time.

French prisoners of war.

Soon after, the argument turned into the shaking of the bed and Schiller's sobs.
To be continued...