When people began to recall this literary debate in Paris with relish, it suddenly became clear that it was not Garion who initiated it, but Gautier who was humiliated by Garion who took the lead in launching a counterattack.

What was originally just a conflict between two uncooperative people with different views eventually turned into a big scuffle.

After leaving Princess Mathilde's mansion, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, as a pioneer of the aestheticist school, he was actually scolded by a "literary nouveau riche", and the more he thought about it, the more angry Gautier returned home, and he suddenly thought of a rebuttal argument when he was blocked in the mansion and had nothing to say. So he took out the manuscript paper and began to write in the blank space on it, without stopping at all.

In the days before the Internet, writers were able to argue with each other either in the newspapers or face to face in the way of a western cowboy – Pushkin, the "sun of Russian poetry," died at gunpoint with the French royalist Dantes.

"The meaning of words has always been relative. What works for one person may not be beneficial to another. You're a shoemaker, but I'm a poet. For me, seeking truth is about two lines of poetry that rhyme, so rhyming is very useful to me. You fix an old pair of boots, and you don't need to rhyme at all. For me, writing an ode doesn't take a knife at all. You will counter that the cobbler is superior to the poet and that the public can do without the latter. I have no intention of belittling the outstanding shoe repair industry, but I would like to match it with the Constitutional Monarchy and respect it. But I admit that I'd rather wear torn shoes than let my poems not rhyme, and I'd rather replace my boots with poetry. I'm almost in seclusion. Walking with the mind is more dexterous than using the feet, so shoes are rarely used. ”

"I am a very honest person who is willing to give my life in pursuit of art. Unlike the virtuous 'republicans', who have to wear boots and run from one branch of government to the next in order to get a job. We know that some people prefer to go to the mill rather than church. They believe that bread fills their stomachs more than food for thought. There's nothing to say to these people. They are worthy of being economists, and they are as rampant in the mortal world in which we live in the present and in the next...... People say that 25 sue a day will keep you alive. However, trying not to die is not the same as living. It is hard to see that a city-state built from a practical point of view could be more livable than the Père Lachaise cemetery. There is no beauty factor that is essential to life. The world has nothing to lose materially by eliminating flowers, but who wants to have no more flowers? I'd rather give up potatoes and roses, believing that only a utilitarian would uproot a tulip bed and plant a cabbage instead. - "Debating with Mr. Garrian"

Gautier tries to stand on the moral high ground to baash Garrian and tries to label his text as vulgar. to flaunt and differentiate yourself from the crowd.

When this debate article was published, the calm literary world seemed to be ignited with a powder keg. Originally, this kind of private argument would not arouse the interest of others, but the opponent chosen by Gautier was the guy with the most controversy, Garion, known as the big troll in the literary world. He already holds the record of beatings over Sainte-Beuve and Mérimée,

Thiers finally couldn't bear it anymore, and with the help of this literary turmoil, he also joined in. However, compared with other people's literary arguments, his approach seems to be a little unpopular and criticized.

It doesn't start with the article, but directly attacks Garrian's life, and the headline is very inflammatory.

"Liars from the Loire and masterminds".

Through Gallion's experience during this period, Thiers analyzed that Gallian was just a peasant from the countryside who had not received any serious education. If he wrote poetry by virtue of his literary talent, then the profound analysis of the political situation cannot be explained by the word talent. This must be written with many years of experience in the French political situation and the court to write such a profound analysis, but the identity of the other party is only a peasant in the countryside!

This in itself is a ridiculous farce, with an unknown purpose behind it, to propel a clown onto the literary scene and turn Paris upside down. And the mastermind behind the scenes watched all this with a cold eye! One day, the unlearned clown will show his fox tail, and at that moment, it will be the end of the farce. I will wait quietly for this ridiculous shame to end. ”

"This report is complete slander."

Zola, who was sitting next to his love at home, finished reading two articles published in the newspaper, and slammed his fist on the table in anger for Garion.

Bang.

The pen in the sleeve was also shaken and fell to the ground, rolled a few times to Garion's feet, and stopped in front of the leather shoes.

"What is Thiers, a former prime minister of the July Dynasty, does he still think he lives in the past? This is a personal attack, blatant discrimination and slander! I think we should sue him! And Gautier, who openly published an article in the newspaper to humiliate your writing, and said that only philistines and thugs would be extremely popular with "1984". ”

"Calm down, my friend."

Garion picked up the pen at his feet and put it back in the sleeve. "But on the other hand, His Excellency Thiers has also provided us with an opportunity to turn this PR crisis into a rare publicity opportunity," he said, patting Zola on the shoulder. ”

Zola listened to the new words that popped out of his friend's mouth from time to time, frowned and asked, "PR crisis?" What do you mean? ”

"I'll explain this to you later, but I'm going to ...... it now."

Before they could finish speaking, a knock on the door interrupted their conversation. Zola stood up to open the door, only to see a strange man standing in the doorway.

He wore a narrow-brimmed hat, a black notebook in his left hand, and his right hand in his trouser pocket, and looked at Zola in front of him vigilantly.

Coughing slightly, he cautiously asked, "Hello, is Mr. Garion there?" ”

“…… Who are you? ”

Zola tightened his grip on the doorknob vigilantly, closing it at any time when he was not ready. God knows if the man in front of him is Garion's book friend, and whether he came with a murder weapon to force the author to update. After the burning of the newspaper office, even Zola began to be jealous of the book lovers of "1984".

The man didn't take out a revolver from his pocket and point it at Zola, but said very politely, "I forgot to introduce myself." ”

Realizing his faux pas, he quickly took off his hat and apologized, saying, "My name is Borst, I am a reporter from the Paris Times, and I have come to interview His Excellency Garrian. ”