Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Down-and-Out Painters of Vienna
After that, as if the knot in his heart had finally been untied, Adolf became less irritable and went on with his life.
Reading, painting, opera, that's all he has in his life. He is not good at drinking or gambling, and he does not like women, even misogyny. Although his cold appearance was often welcomed by women, every time he walked out of the opera hall, women would look at him sideways, and even make invitations, but he did not pay attention to them at all.
Once, when a beautiful young and beautiful schoolgirl from Kubyšek came to their narrow room and asked about a musical problem, Adolf's face suddenly became ugly, and when the girl left, he became angry at Kubyšek.
"This grand piano, this monster, has already made us miserable, do you still want to turn our room into a place to date these musical girls?"
Strict with himself, conservative to the point of being almost rigid, he even feels inappropriate to wear short sleeves and show his arms, he only likes to read, all kinds of books, which makes people almost doubt whether he can live without books.
According to the regulations of the time, the widow of a civil servant was entitled to a monthly allowance of 100 crowns, while orphans were entitled to a monthly allowance of 50 crowns until the age of 24, which was shared between Adolf and his sister, which meant that Adolf himself was entitled to 25 crowns per month.
But these 25 crowns were not enough for a young man in Vienna, and after deducting the monthly rent and books, Adolf often ate only a bottle of milk, a loaf of bread, and some butter for a day.
Kubišik did not dare to give Adolf money directly, because he knew that this proud and conceited good friend would never accept it, and would only scold him angrily. He could only occasionally go to the restaurant with Adolf for a meal in the name of "treating" when he went out to wander, and Adolf would not refuse this.
Even so, Adolf did not let go of his stubbornness, and during his time in Vienna he often visited the magnificent buildings with Kubišik, and his love for architecture was second only to his love of opera and reading. Every time he saw the magnificent buildings, he would stare intently, and then give an impromptu speech in front of Kubišik, impassionedly telling his vision of the building he had conceived.
Only at that moment did he seem to be able to abandon the embarrassment of the difficult reality and place himself in the magnificent city he envisioned.
Occasionally, though, Kubyšek acts as an uninteresting intruder.
"So, what about the money?"
Faced with his friend's confusion, Adolf would widen his eyes and wave angrily.
"None of this matters!
Other than that, he is happiest only when he goes out to the opera with Kubišik every month. He has a great love for opera, and his oratorical ability is learned from opera, and it was because of a chance encounter at the opera house that the two young people talked about music and opera, which was the beginning of their encounter.
At other times, Adolf would force his friends to go to the Vienna parliament and listen to the speeches of the municipal councillors. He had an equally keen interest in politics and sometimes expressed his opinions, while Kubišek did not like this and did not understand it, and was often called a "political idiot" by Adolf
One night, he talked about the Wright brothers' plane. Citing a newspaper story, he said that these famous pilots had installed a relatively light heavy machine gun on their aircraft and conducted several tests on its effectiveness, which in the near future was expected to enable aerial shooting.
Adolf, a self-proclaimed pacifist, was outraged, criticizing that if one invents something, it will immediately be used in war.
"Who wants war?"
He asked.
Certainly not those "little people" - by no means.
War is in the hands of the uncrowned kings, who are in charge of the arms factories and take turns waging wars driven by profit. These gentlemen with heads and faces stayed away from the smoke of war and earned a lot of tickets in the rear, while those "little people" who did not know the truth worked for them on the front line.
For example, half a year after arriving in Vienna, the Austro-Hungarian conscription order arrived, and Kubišek was asked to join the army, and Adolf was furious.
"Gustav, you're not allowed to register anyway, and if you do, you're a fool. The best thing to do is to tear this bastard thing to shreds. ”
He took the conscription order and roared angrily.
In the end, Kubišik was brushed off because he failed the physical examination.
Kubišik had expected that the relationship between the two would always be like this, and as Adolf's mother, Mrs. Clara, would have liked, two equally withdrawn men who eventually became each other's best friends for life, however, ......
Everything changed because of that opera.
On a June evening, Kubišek was invited to see Wagner's opera "Lienzi" with Adolf, a playwright they were both obsessed with, but they had never had the opportunity to see "Lienzi" and were delighted.
It is a story about the middle of the 14th century, the tribune of Rome, Li Enji, who was bent on the city and the people of Rome and did not want to be king, but was finally betrayed by the Roman people and burned to death in the palace.
With grand scenes, gorgeous performances, and deep stories, Adolf, who is usually obsessed with opera, would always be accustomed to giving his impassioned speech afterwards, commenting on the gains and losses, but unexpectedly, he remained silent for a long time after watching "Li Enji", which surprised Kubišik.
So Kubišik took the initiative to ask him how he felt after watching the opera. Yet he cast an almost hostile look at Kubišik.
"Shut up!"
He said rudely.
The narrow streets were filled with a damp and cold mist, and the air was a little heavy. There was only the sound of two people walking on the sidewalk. Adolf walked towards the path to the top of the mountain. He strode forward without saying a word. He looked almost menacing, and his face was paler than ever. His upturned collar reinforces this impression.
Kubišik wanted to ask him.
"Where are you going?"
But his pale face was so intimidating that Kubyšik swallowed the question back.
As if an invisible force was pushing him forward, Adolf ascended to the top of the mountain. Kubišik suddenly found that they were no longer in the middle of nowhere, in the darkness, for the stars were shining above us at this time.
Adolf stood in front of him, his two hands grabbed Kubyšek and held them tightly, something he had never done before.
As he clasped Kubišik's hands, Kubyšik felt that he had been deeply moved, and his blazing gaze revealed a look of extreme excitement. His words did not come out of his mouth in a coherent and coherent manner as usual, and his voice seemed rather hoarse, rough, and even a little out of control. From his voice, Kubyšik could feel how shocking the experience had been.
Gradually, his words became more freewheeling.
Adolf Hitler spoke at that moment before and they stood under the stars as if they were the only creatures left in the world.
Previously, Kubyšek had always been convinced that his friend wanted to be an artist, a painter, or an architect, but that no longer seems to be the case. At this time, he already had a higher pursuit, but he couldn't fully comprehend it yet. This surprised Kubišik, who at one point thought that the career of an artist was the highest goal he pursued. But now he's talking.
"One day, the people will give him power, and he will lead the people out of slavery and for the greatest freedom. ”
As he said this, his eyes sparkled.
......
Two months later, the semester ended, and Kubišik would return to his native Linz, while Adolf would remain in Vienna. It was a rare distinction between the two best friends, but Kubišik thought it was just an ordinary goodbye until he returned to Vienna three months later......
"What, gone?"
Looking at the bewildered gaze of the house lady in front of him, Kubišik's face was full of consternation.
Shortly after his return to Linz, Adolf did not rent the cramped house anymore, but moved out without saying a word, and the house wife thought that Kubišik knew, but the truth was that Kubyšek knew nothing.
Obviously, Adolf deliberately avoided his best friend, perhaps because his friend was admitted to the conservatory and he did nothing, or maybe for some other reason, in short, Adolf avoided his friend and disappeared silently.
The dazed Kubyšek was a little overwhelmed, he had long been accustomed to Adolf's presence, and only after Adolf disappeared did he realize how important Adolf really was to him......
At the same time, in another part of Vienna, in a stall-only place, a young man was drawing on a drawing board about what he saw.