Did Yokohama Bungo write today?

Yui Hanyu rarely sees such a shocking snow scene.

Snowflakes fluttered down from the blue sky, and soon covered the surrounding buildings layer by layer.

Not far away, groups of pine forests have long been covered in snow.

In this world of ice and snow, people cannot see any filth. It seems that here, all the sins can be covered by snowflakes.

In Yui Yui's memory, most of the snow scenes he saw were products of alchemy.

"It's just an illusory beauty, but it makes me miss the snow scene in my hometown." Once it's "winter" in the library, those writers from cold countries always comment like this.

It's just that since returning to the museum some time ago, it may be the first time that the corroders have been dealt with, Yui Hanyu often has some extremely real dreams for no reason——

For example, use God's perspective to look down on the pale snow field to see how Russian writers appreciate the snow scene.

Having such an unexplainable dream once alone is not weird, but it is really weird to dream of similar scenes repeatedly with a certain frequency.

At first, Hanyu thought it was Ranpo teacher's prank again, but later, the more real dream made him dispel this idea.

After all, no matter how keen [Edogawa Ranpo] is on devising tricks, he won't make fun of Yui Hanyu's memory.

This is what confuses Yui Hanyu very much, because the déjà vu produced by these dreams once affected his judgment on the concept of "memory".

For various reasons, he also went to the repair room to ask those more reliable teachers.

As a result, the teacher [Pushkin] who was in the repair room because of physical discomfort at that time also heard his question.

"This is... a normal phenomenon!"

Aware of the embarrassment of his colleagues that was hard to explain or could not explain, the poet with a smile as warm as the sun stroked Hanyu's hair and comforted him skillfully.

"Maybe it's just thinking about it every day and dreaming at night!"

The poet wearing a huge scarf smiled and added: "A Wei, do you still remember the snowball fight we had together not long ago?"

Indeed, this is not a convincing reason, but how could Yui Hanyu not be convinced by [Pushkin] teacher's words?

As time passed, Hanyu ignored the clips describing the snow scene that he had seen before, and he didn't care about this kind of thing.

……

Thinking of the happy things, the brows of the brown-gray haired youth obviously relaxed, and the aura that was too sharp was softened a little because of someone.

The young man with a unique temperament stood on the snow field for a long time, until a layer of snow fell on the hood, he seemed to react.

Yuyui shook his cloak like the teacher in his memory [Fyodor], and continued walking in silence.

Only his footprints were left behind the young man.

The original invaders here have also been completely wiped out by him, and turned into evil hidden under the vast snow.

"I've already checked, and there are no other people around." Seeing that Yui Hanyu was still maintaining a highly concentrated state of acting, "Book" who was inexplicably active in this mission couldn't help but say.

But the young man still maintained the serious attitude before, and even the temperament around him became more solemn because of the speech of "Book".

"Hey—please don't question my sense of pride when playing the teacher!" Yui Hanyu said seriously in his heart, "Even if there is no one around, I will definitely play the teachers well without a single mistake!"

"Besides, don't you know?" Affected by [Fyodor] teacher's personality, Yui Hanyu's tone was inevitably full of gunpowder, "I'm playing the role of the so-called 'the most difficult man in the library' Teacher Fei Jia!"

"I thought you would say something like 'represents the depth of Russian literature'." "Book" commented with humanity.

"Actually, I think so too." Yui Yui retorted softly in his heart, "But Teacher Fei Jia's consciousness has been preventing me..."

"After all, I'm playing the role of Teacher Fei Jia who is forced to be young!"

"Book" was silent for a while before replying as if apologizing: "This should be influenced by my Mr. Fyodor."

"Even though they are basically the teacher Fei Jia that I am familiar with, they are still affected by the appearance of the vest." Yui Yui replied regretfully, "For example, his temper has become more eccentric."

"Like right now, 'I' really want to beat you up."

"Obviously Teacher Fei Jia is just mildly arrogant!" Feeling that [Fyodor] couldn't get angry at this moment, Yui Hanyu continued to speak bravely.

【Dostoevsky】has always been one of the unusually eccentric teachers in the library. It is difficult for others to find his whereabouts except that he is often encountered in places where gambling is possible in the library.

He gave many people the impression that he was a "very out of gregarious man"——

Although he is always active on the front line to deal with the corroders, his eccentric temper made many enthusiastic teachers complain.

If it wasn't for the [Leo Tolstoy] teacher who often appeared by his side, it is very likely that [Fyodor] would refuse to communicate effectively with some teachers in the library.

You really deserve to be the teacher [Lev] who has won the first place in the list of good people in the library several times!

Recalling this, Yui Hanyu couldn't help but want to write another thank you letter and send it to teacher [Lev].

But in fact, as long as you get along with [Fyodor] teacher for a long time, you will find that he is a very special teacher for children.

In other words, he still likes children very much.

As a result, [Fyodor] seriously accepted all the requests that Hanyu Yui made to him in his memory.

Just like when they were kids, they "danced with the bears" in the snow.

The Matryoshka version of the magical "Dancing Doll and Bear" has always impressed Yui Hanyu deeply.

[Gogol] teacher once published this matter in the management newspaper of the week, but was beaten up by [Fyodor] teacher because the language was too sarcastic.

But the teacher [Fyodor] who seems to have a bad temper has already seen through life, and he has lived a very vicissitudes of life.

Being forced to be young because of his peers for a while is really hard for him to accept.

What's more, he was accompanied by a reliable adult teacher [Leo Tolstoy].

Although the two teachers were both wearing vests and played by Yui Hanyu himself, the opposite emotional reactions from the teachers deep in his consciousness still affected Hanyu's actions.

In order to keep the emotions of the two vests stable, Yui Hanyu followed the wishes of [Fyodor] teacher, and left the small town where the two of them stayed temporarily in the early morning to deal with the lone corroders nearby alone.

……

The young man put on his hood to prevent the snowflakes from falling on his hair. He continued to walk forward in silence until he came to a fork in the road.

The young man with itchy hands subconsciously took out an old gold coin from his pocket, tossed it skillfully, and then quickly closed it with his hands——

Gold coins that land on the back of the hand are heads.

The young man put away the gold coins, and then left his choice to fate——he headed for the left fork.

In fact, according to [Fyodor] teacher's usual luck, it is very likely that the fork on the right is the correct direction.

But in order not to destroy the teacher's personality, he still walked to the left without hesitation.

Until, a blond man gradually approached on the right fork.

"Fedya." The well-educated aristocratic man smiled and called out affectionately to the young man, "So you are here!"

"Are you still angry?"

"Don't meddle in your own business!" [Fyodor] frowned, and said in a bad tone, "Young master!"

The man seemed to have gotten used to the young man's arrogant appearance, and even continued happily: "The people in the town have prepared breakfast for us. Won't you go back with me?"

"I can do it alone!" The very assertive young man said nonchalantly, and bluntly called out his companion's full name, "Lev Tolstoy."

But the man already had enough experience in dealing with Fedya Maomao, he walked forward without hesitation, held [Fyodor]'s hand, and comforted him skillfully: "Don't be angry anymore! Fedya .You used to call me 'Lenia' directly!"

"I didn't!" At this moment, the young man immediately denied his previous facts.

Seeing that the youthful spirit has not disappeared, [Tolstoy] continued to find a topic and said: "The corroders around here have all been eliminated, and we can go to the next destination."

"It's just that until then, let's do it like before."

When that incident was mentioned, the young man's expression became a little moved.

"Yes, it is more important to introduce Teacher Pushkin's poems to them." [Fyodor] admitted, "It's just that the clerk has explicitly prohibited such things."

"I don't want to be punished for writing again..."

"I've discussed this matter with the secretary before I came here." The blond man smiled meticulously, "Mr. Pushkin's poems are worth spreading in this world."

"However, this world also has its own Pushkin." Although influenced by the appearance of youth, [Fyodor] is far more sensible than [Tolstoy].

"Mr. Pushkin in this world, I really want to meet him."

"I advise you not to—look at how the secretary collapsed, we will definitely regret it after seeing it."

"Is it the difference in the world?"

"perhaps."

Seeing that he and [Tolstoy] talked a lot, the young man ended the chat with a sentence.

"Although it is said that I have a peer, I am not interested in meeting that guy."

[Fyodor] is not interested in his peers, he just wants to see if the teacher he admires in another world is still writing, and if not, then he is even less interested.

In this regard, he is completely different from the man beside him.

It's just that this world doesn't even have Mr. Pushkin's poems.

This boring world might as well be destroyed as soon as possible.

The fearless Russian writer was still thinking about the possibility of success in this matter, and then he walked towards the town together with [Tolstoy] in silence.

The sun still rose as usual.

Before long, a cultural revolution will melt away all the bitter cold here.

The author has something to say: I understand everything I know, and this article does not write about Mr. Pushkin, who is a writer.

Well, I can't write.

The following is a small theater:

[Fyodor] in Yui Hanyu's eyes - a kind male mother who will take him to dance with bears;

[Fyodor] in the eyes of others - a hidden mad critic who doesn't talk too much;

[Fyodor] The self in the eyes - the former idealist who sees everything.

Every time you walk through a small town in the snow field, there will be a resident of the small town who will be __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________.