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Oxfordshire, it takes more than an hour to drive from London.

They went to visit Oxford University, ate the food street near Oxford University from the street to the end of the street, and discussed a ranking.

Arthur Rimbaud: "The best pizza in a pizzeria!"

Oscar Wilde couldn't agree with it, and said without conscience: "Except that there is a little too much cheese and the taste is a bit greasy, it's pretty good."

Arthur Rimbaud grimaces at him: "Everything is just right!"

Oscar Wilde covered his face.

No wonder you exercise a lot, you're a pizza freak!

Since the night of the yacht party, Oscar Wilde has gradually figured out the personality of Arthur Rimbaud, who doesn't care about money, doesn't admire luxury goods, is willing to do good, and hates those lazy and useless people.

All kinds of contradictions have shaped the unique Arthur Rimbaud.

As long as you give him your sincerity, he will not betray you for the sake of profit, and the benefit in the eyes of the world is meaningless to him.

When Oscar Wilde respected Arthur Rimbaud for the sake of beauty, Arthur Rimbaud returned the same respect with a smile without knowing it.Oscar Wilde fell deeply into the filter of French beauty and saw the informality of the French.

For the first time, Oscar Wilde took the person he liked to Oxford University, where he studied. No one knew that he had a different feeling for this world famous university.

He was supposed to be a student of the Department of Literature, but because of the awakening of supernatural powers, he was forced to join the global war of supernatural powers.

After the war, he had nothing, his parents died, and he only left a title of British "Transcendence", which is extremely ridiculous.

Arthur Rimbaud asked: "Did you graduate from Oxford?"

"I was admitted to Oxford University on my own, but I dropped out of school." Oscar Wilde said happily while drinking the fat house happy water, "Otherwise, my name will definitely be included in the list of famous alumni."

Arthur Rimbaud said nonchalantly, "You have the chance to go to college, but I haven't even gone to college."

Oscar Wilde was surprised that the British intelligence agency had investigated Paul Verlaine, and the origin of the other party was confusing.The most widely circulated piece of information is that Paul Verlaine came from the anti-government organization - "Fun". After the anti-government organization was wiped out, this person defected to the French government.

"Shall we go to the pub that Oxford students love to go next?" Oscar Wilde bypassed this topic, not wanting to delve into it.

When it comes to playing dumb, Oscar Wilde has always been top-notch.

"do not want!"

Arthur Rimbaud refused loudly, complaining bitterly about the height of his companion, "Can you stop wearing such a height? I am getting shorter when I walk beside you, and everyone looks at me with gay eyes!"

Arthur Rimbaud said murderously: "What are you laughing at?"

Oscar Wilde touched his legs and said pretending to be wronged: "But I am tall, and my legs are not as long as yours."

Arthur Rimbaud said: "How is it possible? Given the proportions of the human body, I can't compare to you in high heels."

Oscar Wilde looked serious: "You let me touch it?"

Arthur Rimbaud grabbed Wilde's hand, put it on the waistline, and compared the height of the upper body of the two when they sat down, "My waistline is here, which is about the same as yours, and your skeleton is bigger than mine. "

Oscar Wilde couldn't put it down, wanted to slide down to the coveted position, and was thrown back by Arthur Rimbaud.

Arthur Rimbaud yelled: "I've seen Oxford, I'm going to Cambridge!"

Oscar Wilde said, "Yes, yes."

However, he forgot one crucial thing.

The University of Cambridge in the United Kingdom is as famous as Oxford University in the world. Compared with the civilianization of Oxford University, most European nobles study in Cambridge University. The man of the past few years is Alfred Douglas, the son of the British Marquess.

Because the eldest son was involved in the kidnapping incident that year, the Douglas family became lonely after the war and deliberately kept a low profile. However, the two descendants of the Douglas family generation are all first-class people.

The eldest son, Francis Douglas, was born as a viscount. He has outstanding personalities and appearances. Everyone who has seen him praises the successors of the Douglas family.However, it was such a person who had an affair with the British head of state, and was caught by the "seven betrayers", and then became one of the threatening conditions that forced the British head of state to sign a peace.

After the war, Francis Douglas, unable to bear the pressure of public opinion, committed suicide by swallowing a gun, casting a shadow over the "curse" that had been passed down from generation to generation by the Douglas family and lasted for hundreds of years.

The second son, Alfred Douglas, was more handsome than his elder brother. After Francis Douglas was arrested, he was closely protected since he was a child, and he was educated by heirs.

Until the peaceful age, Alfred Douglas' reputation was not obvious, and he was the object that the upper class dared not talk about.

When the new heir of the Douglas family entered Cambridge University, his appearance was exposed to the outside world. No matter how he suppressed the media, it was useless. He directly set a record for the highest enrollment rate of Cambridge University in the coming year.

Appearance is the peak!

Ruled the aesthetics of all young people.

【If beauty is a kind of power, he is the specification of the transcendent. 】

——This is the evaluation of an unknown transcendent.

The closer Oscar Wilde got to Cambridge University, the more uneasy he felt in his heart. After all, he had been pursuing Douglas Jr. not long ago, and he was one of the suitors who succumbed to that extremely beautiful woman.

Oscar Wilde hypnotized himself: I just brought my friends to visit the school, and there is no such coincidence to meet each other.

Arthur Rimbaud didn't have so much psychological burden. After getting out of the car, he looked at the gate and shouted for Fingal to lead the way.

Oscar Wilde hurriedly followed, fearing that the other party would be stopped by the guard.

No matter how much!

Die or die, he has to let Rimbaud have fun!

No matter how small the odds, it will always happen, and Murphy's Law is perfectly embodied by Oscar Wilde.

Arthur Rimbaud is a carefree person who doesn't like to observe other people's mental activities. It's not that he didn't realize Fingal's hesitation, and he only regarded it as the privacy of the other party.When Arthur Rimbaud, after visiting the museum, went to see the library and gardens of Cambridge University, he noticed that Oscar Wilde's legs were trembling.

Arthur Rimbaud: "?"

Fingal, what's wrong with you Fingal, did a tigress appear?

The last time Arthur Rimbaud found out that the other party was afraid of a woman, saying that he would die if he ran off to travel around the world, but this time——

Arthur Rimbaud followed Oscar Wilde's gaze.

On the only way to the library entrance, a young man sat on a leisure bench, holding a book in his arms, and stopped reading.The shade of the trees covered him from the sun, and faint spots of light fell on his body, as if a scene from a fairy tale had been reproduced in the real world.

Warm, soft?

Leprechaun, angel?

Human gender loses its grip on such beauty.

Anyone who saw Alfred Douglas for the first time must have been stabbed red by the scorching brilliance.

For example, Oscar Wilde lowered his head subconsciously.

Alfred Douglas raised his eyes and stared at Oscar Wilde coldly. If his eyes were knives, the other party would have been beaten.

"Finger, do you know him? These students are secretly looking at him, but he seems to be looking at you."

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Arthur Rimbaud said booingly.

"Be quiet."

Oscar Wilde's sweat dripped down.

Arthur Rimbaud looked around, but there was no one else nearby, and the person staring at this stunning beauty that he had never seen in his life was the direction of Fingal.

Just looking at his appearance, it was the first time that Arthur Rimbaud met an opponent. This man's facial features were prettier than his own, and his Adam's apple showed that he was a normal man.A real person defeated 100% of the finely edited pictures on the Internet. It is no wonder that a beauty who is so exquisite is surrounded by admiration.

Arthur Rimbaud whistled.

There is adultery!

Alfred Douglas stopped looking away and continued to read the book, but the words on the book could no longer be reflected in his eyes.

Oscar Wilde struggled and said, "I'm sorry for ten minutes."

Arthur Rimbaud said with a smile: "Go."

Oscar Wilde strode forward and ran forward. The tall and masculine man was not flattering at all, but he gave off a gloomy feeling, as if he was bowing his head and explaining something to the man.

Arthur Rimbaud looked at it for a while, guessing the identity of the young man.

He is a little confused.

This world reflects the literary giants of the previous world, and beauties who can see this kind of beauty can basically leave their names in history.

Arthur Rimbaud rubbed his chin: "At the beginning, the ball grass who was called to unify the global aesthetics was the one who played 'Rimbaud'. Taking him as an example, my appearance has been optimized after time travel. In any case, it is the top level of the two worlds."

To achieve this level of beauty basically requires the addition of works and fame. Arthur Rimbaud suspected that the young man was a literary giant he did not know.

"Just ask."

Arthur Rimbaud had no trouble finding a Cambridge student.

Sure enough, he easily obtained the identity of a young man. The Cambridge student said with admiration: "He is the heir of the Douglas family! The nobleman among the nobles, the beauty among the beauties, Alfred, who caused a sensation in the entire Cambridge University when he enrolled Ryder Douglas!"

Arthur Rimbaud chewed this name, as if he heard it somewhere?

"The Douglas family, I know... that family that has many disasters and is said to have a history of hereditary mental illness..." In the 21st century, it is still a wonderful family with frequent accidents.

Arthur Rimbaud's words immediately received stares from the other side.

If it weren't for the rationality of the Cambridge students, they would almost want to beat Arthur Rimbaud. How could they slander the beauty in their hearts!

Arthur Rimbaud drove away the indignant Cambridge students with a wave of his hand, his interest in Alfred Douglas was greatly reduced, and a little indifference appeared on his face: "Just him?"

He remembered who Alfred Douglas was.

The legendary "Posey".

He has the status of a poet but no representative works, has the status of an aristocrat but does nothing, has a university background but has not obtained a degree certificate.

This person has everything he wants, and he wants everything he doesn't have, and he perfectly combines idiots and beauty into one body.

Alfred Douglas is famous not for his talent but for his much-discussed gay story.The other party was Oscar Wilde's lover at the end of the [-]th century. Because of the father-son fight, Alfred Douglas instigated Oscar Wilde to sue the Marquis' father, which successfully angered the Marquis' father and caused the other party to go to jail.

It wasn't the Marquis who went to prison, it was Oscar Wilde who went to prison.

The Marquis Douglas exposed his son's relationship with a homosexual lover, used his contacts to force the court to close the case, and sentenced Oscar Wilde to two years of hard labor, which directly caused the other party to collapse.

Because of Alfred Douglas, Oscar Wilde went bankrupt, lost both fame and wealth, divorced his wife, lost custody of his son, and finally couldn't stay in the UK anymore.

After Oscar Wilde's death, Alfred Douglas' reputation was also stink, and he was directly nailed to the pillar of shame.

Arthur Rimbaud was born in a family of low-level people, and what he hated the most were those princes and nobles who were not engaged in production, eating, drinking and having fun.

"I used to praise Fingal's good eyesight and know how to see the soul." Arthur Rimbaud shook his head again and again, "It's terrible."

Love no one, but don't fall in love with Alfred Douglas!

That is a person with empty beauty!

Arthur Rimbaud insisted that the other party's vision was bad temporarily, and he didn't want to admit that his friend was a dog.

He thought that he had rested in England for so long, and his mentality eased. If he didn't go to Paul Verlaine again, Lan Tang would kill him.As for Fingal, it was better to stay away from Alfred Douglas early.

Arthur Rimbaud smiled, touched his face with his fingers, and walked to where his friend and little Douglas were without saying a word.

"Alfred, I have my whole heart for you. That is my friend. I will bring him to visit your school."

Oscar Wilde talked about people when he saw people, and talked nonsense when he saw beautiful women.

"It has nothing to do with me, don't come to my house next time, I don't want to see your face." Alfred Douglas nodded, "He came to you, you go and play."

Oscar Wilde frustrated: "Are you going to be so unfeeling?"

Alfred Douglas said sarcastically: "It's normal for you to have a lover, and it's ugly to have no lover."

Oscar Wilde explained: "He and I were not lovers!"

Alfred Douglas sneered: "I just think you're weird. I brought him here. Don't you think he looks very ordinary? I didn't expect that the famous Wilde would also have a decline in aesthetics."

Before Oscar Wilde could speak, a dangerous voice came from behind.

"Fingal, your surname is Wilde?"

The two sides of Oscar Wilde had an affair together.

The cold sweat on the back turned into a waterfall.

Oscar Wilde laughed dryly: "Haha, yes, my private surname is Wilde, and my usual name is Fingal..."

"No need to explain." Arthur Rimbaud clapped his hand on the shoulder, and slapped it hard. Oscar Wilde seemed to be a little shorter, and his face was bleak. Looking left and right, tears were about to fall up.

Arthur Rimbaud said in a low voice: "The two names are really familiar. When I heard the name of little Douglas, I should have thought of..."

Once upon a time, he laughed out loud for Oscar Wilde's love interest.

A sad man, worse than Verlaine.

"Fingal, this is your middle name. It seems that you didn't lie to me. It's a little bit of sincerity for you to show your real name." Arthur Rimbaud grabbed Oscar Wilde's arm and stood between the two of them. In the middle, he was not affected by Douglas Jr.'s beauty halo at all.

"Come on, take me to school, what are you doing standing here in a daze?"

"Rimbaud...I..."

"No way, you like this person?"

Arthur Rimbaud exaggerated, his eyes flickered with evil, and Oscar Wilde unconsciously blocked Alfred Douglas with a look of prayer in his eyes. He didn't expect that the Assassin King hadn't heard of his surname.

"Who are you protecting? Who are you underestimating?" Arthur Rimbaud pinched Oscar Wilde's ear, twisted it and left.

"Think about it with your brain, choose me, or, him?"

"Fingal, let's go!"

Oscar Wilde refused, and was taken away from Alfred Douglas by Arthur Rimbaud dumbfounded.

Alfred Douglas was angry, and said word by word: "Oscar Wilde, you are gone, and don't come to see me in the future!"

Oscar Wilde screamed: "I'm sorry, I can't beat him, he's too good - I'll find you next time!!"

Alfred Douglas was angry.

You are a British transcender, a top powerhouse in the world, how credible are your words? !

Arthur Rimbaud cheerfully added for Oscar Wilde.

"There won't be a next time."

Arthur Rimbaud, another name in history: a small expert who specializes in corners.

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