Lan Tang went upstairs and saw Mr. Baudelaire standing outside the door.

Charles Baudelaire's eyes were much darker than Lan Tang's, and they were close to black at a certain angle, like a dark and dull virgin forest. At this time, he was listening to Arthur Rimbaud's scolding , shook his head at the students.

Charles Baudelaire stopped Lan Tang from entering the room.

【Attil, it's not suitable, let him vent for a while. 】

Arthur Rimbaud still has a conscience and cannot bear the cruelty of the Assassin King. He and Paul Verlaine are two completely different sides of the sea and the scorching sun.

Unless they find a balance between hearts—

Otherwise we cannot coexist!

It is precisely because of his own feelings and lack of family affection that Arthur Rimbaud is so complicated in the face of Paul Verlaine's unconditional overtures.

To say an incredible word, Charles Baudelaire found the shadow of his youth in Arthur Rimbaud.

The same beauty, the same unbridled and full of regret.

When it comes to emotional issues, irrationality is their weakness, but why should they be rational everywhere.There is too little warmth in this world, and there will never be a shortage of indifferent and ruthless people. They only need to leave their cruel attitude to the enemy.

He had a thought of accepting disciples.

Immediately, Charles Baudelaire gave up with a sigh. Lan Tang didn't understand what the teacher was thinking, and vaguely felt the teacher's appreciation for Rimbaud.

Paul Verlaine is back with his black hat.

The elegant Assassin King went straight to his elder brother's place, he was no longer a heartless person, he had something to pay for.

The old and naughty Charles Baudelaire stumbled again.

Charles Baudelaire asked Lantang to hold Paul Verlaine, and after Arthur Rimbaud had vented enough and left the Paris Commune, Charles Baudelaire straightened his tie and took out the After taking out the gold-rimmed glasses, I took a picture in the small mirror I carried with me, and tried not to smile to reduce the appearance of laugh lines.

The huge amount of money and superpowers only delayed his aging for ten years.

The flowering period of the French is too short.

After her face bloomed to the extreme, the "Flower of Evil" who went downhill at the age of 40 became extravagant and decadent, and became gentle and refined when she put on glasses.

"It's my turn to contact the 'teacher-student' relationship."

Outside the Paris Commune.

Arthur Rimbaud passed passers-by, and countless people looked back at him, but they couldn't stop him. This wind didn't belong to anyone.

On the way, Arthur Rimbaud ran into Georges Izanbal again.

The other party came out of a pastry shop in Paris, with long curly hair, like a curly Persian cat, who handled laziness and elegance very well.Holding a box of macarons and puddings in his hand, he smelled more of a men's perfume than last time, which was blended with the aroma of desserts and smelled particularly good.

"Teacher Izanbal!"

Arthur Rimbaud cheered up, no trace of anger could be seen on his face, he went up to greet him, and wanted to do something for the other party.

It's rare to come to Paris in Wenye World, and I don't know when I will come again next time.

"Give me something to eat?" Today is Sunday, not school time. Arthur Rimbaud is happy to be a college student. Seeing that George Izanbal is no longer strict, he has found his relationship with this "big brother" The experience of getting along, I chose the latter between colorful macarons and puddings.

"It's so sweet."

Arthur Rimbaud finished the pudding in a few simple bites.

Sweets increase people's sense of happiness, Arthur Rimbaud calmed down, and teased the other party: "Did you buy this for your girlfriend?"

"Why can't you eat it by yourself?" Charles Baudelaire walked with him, picked up macarons and put them in his mouth to taste, just like every Frenchman who likes sweets, "You discriminate against unmarried people?"

Arthur Rimbaud denies: "I don't want to get married myself."

Charles Baudelaire is satisfied, another like-minded non-marriage advocate, everyone has seen through the true meaning of marriage as the grave early.

Charles Baudelaire asked: "Will you walk with me?"

Arthur Rimbaud looked at the sky. It was not dark. Julian probably didn't go home. He really didn't know what work he was doing. He basically didn't come back during the day, as if dividing day and night into two worlds.

"Okay, I have plenty of time."

Arthur Rimbaud agreed because Julian was not there.

During their walk, the two came across a small beer shop, and Arthur Rimbaud and Charles Baudelaire went out to drink in a daze.

The socialization of the French is always so simple, just drink together.

Under the playful smile, Arthur Rimbaud cared about each other and kept making indirect remarks: "Does Mr. Izanbal like someone?" "Are you going to be a teacher for the rest of your life?" "Who is your favorite student?" Books?" "Is life going well?"

Charles Baudelaire handled it well, and the more he thought that the false identity he had chosen was good, he easily let a transcendent call himself a teacher.

After the alcohol was on the head, the two cared for each other happily. Arthur Rimbaud raised his mouth, patted his chest and said, "If someone bullies you in the future, you can ask me for help. I will protect Mr. Izanbal for the rest of my life!"

Charles Baudelaire was surprised and didn't go to the bottom line. He asked Arthur Rimbaud: "My wish is to be a good teacher, and then I hope that France will be strong and peaceful. But you, what is your wish?" ?”

Arthur Rimbaud sparkles at the wish: "Travel!"

Charles Baudelaire said: "What can be realized is not a wish."

Arthur Rimbaud flashed many vague wishes, some were to find a soulmate, some were to go home to see his family, some were to make his stinky brother correct his evil ways, some were for Lan Tang and Verlaine to be happy forever, to receive the blessings of the world, and to prove that they were both There is a day that will never leave...

These wishes are too far away.

It cannot be realized in a short time, nor can it be said casually.

Arthur Rimbaud scratched his cheek, thinking hard, the ghostly face of the Phantom popped up in his mind, unstoppable.The other party's mouth opened and closed, constantly cursing something, saying that a certain high-ranking French transcender cheated out of money and broke his promise...

"Ah! I remember! I promised the Phantom—" Arthur Rimbaud thumped the table, "I will spit on Baudelaire!"

Opposite, Charles Baudelaire suffocates while drinking.

There is more than one person who deceived Phantom's feelings, why name him?

Arthur Rimbaud thought he was going to do it, and he was in a hurry: "I went to the Paris Commune just now, and I forgot about it!"

Charles Baudelaire hurriedly grabbed the other party: "Don't be impulsive!"

Arthur Rimbaud was aggressive, and scolded Phantom: "If you want to cheat, you will lie to the end, people who cheat money but not sex are too much!"

Charles Baudelaire blushed.

As long as the Phantom can fly over the passing line at low altitude, every French transcender will not pick on the other's face and run away in a panic.

Since there are no heroes, the Phantom is still alive.

Arthur Rimbaud didn't catch Baudelaire cursing for a long time, he drank tons of beer, lay down on the table, poked a fruit platter with a small fork, and muttered: "Baudelaire Er...Although he is the first psychic in my heart...but he is too immoral."

Charles Baudelaire Captures Key Words: Psychic?

No longer covering up, Charles Baudelaire asked doubts, and Arthur Rimbaud explained very casually: "It is to disrupt perception, disrupt everything that exists, connect the present with the future, and surpass the existing Rule, where the soul finds the flesh in the splendor."

As for the predecessors of symbolist poetry, Arthur Rimbaud highly praised Baudelaire, and he did not despise the literati in the slightest.

"Only a psychic can see the ideal sun!"

"Only the one who breaks the shackles can win the championship!"

"Hugo, Dumas, Balzac and others, Hugo is too self-proclaimed, Dumas is too vulgar, Balzac? Hey, I heard that Balzac went to the world of light during the war and gained eternity, Such a man is worthy of envy, he has done his work with the sword."

Arthur Rimbaud commented on them generously.

Charles Baudelaire was in a trance, thinking of the coffee maniac.

Honoré Balzac and Victor Hugo are good friends who have repeatedly failed in their investments and also owed high debts.Honoré Balzac died during the war with no children. Victor Hugo helped hold the funeral in grief, and described Balzac's funeral as surprisingly similar.

But...you call Victor Hugo a self-styled man?

Scold Hugo, we are friends!

Charles Baudelaire immediately changed his face when another person spoke so loudly, and he believed that Arthur Rimbaud stood at their height and had witnessed the war, so he was qualified to evaluate from the perspective of a bystander.

Unknowingly, Arthur Rimbaud talked eloquently, talking about France with Mr. Izanbal in front of him.

When it comes to France changing too much and he can't find his home, Arthur Rimbaud feels wronged. He said that the Paris Commune builds a bridge for people with superpowers and people without superpowers, and they can complain about government officials and people with superpowers. Thiel Rimbaud smiled brightly, as if seeing something beloved.

"This France is much better than I imagined!"

"The Paris Commune—it's everyone's Paris Commune, not the personal weapon of those in power. You must speak out for the people at the bottom!"

Arthur Rimbaud experienced the Paris Commune movement, and the failed revolution made him lose trust in the French government for a while.

The Paris Commune of Wenye World survived.

Even though the theme has been changed, their ideals have been continued in another way, and they have found the gospel for the people.

Charles Baudelaire was overwhelmed, unable to refuse such sympathy, he couldn't help saying: "You like the Paris Commune so much, do you want to join the Paris Commune?"

Arthur Rimbaud raised his head, fanatical and proud: "Why do you think I haven't joined?"

He speaks loudly!

"For survival, for glory, and for protecting the integrity of France, all are comrades-in-arms! We in Paris will never let foreign enemies invade, and never bend our backs! Until the last bullet is fired!"

At this moment, Charles Baudelaire believed that Arthur Rimbaud must have been a patriotic Frenchman who secretly supported the Paris Commune.

"Flower of Evil" can best understand each other's excitement.

Charles Baudelaire toasted him, boundless joy arose, and there was one more fellow on the ideal road.

"For the glory of France, can you not spit on Baudelaire?"

"why?"

"He is the current head of the Paris Commune."

"Let's step down and change someone else, the Paris Commune is not too shameful, won't the bank collect debts to the door?"

"..."

Charles Baudelaire choked half to death, and wanted to say that the bank would save face for him. With this in mind, he vowed to defraud Arthur Rimbaud of all the money in his pocket today!

Your dream is to travel, right?Travelers must be rich!

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