Once as an excellent Zhihu youth, this "My Struggle" almost began with a thank you for the invitation.

Although he only borrowed the title of "Mein Kampf" and made up a touching and heartfelt inspirational experience, it was easy for Garion.

When reporter Bolst looked up with a look of disbelief after reading the manuscript in his hand, he took a deep breath, wiped the moist corners of his eyes, and asked, "Your Excellency, are these really your personal experiences?" This article is really ......"

"Isn't it too tragic, even more tragic than Dickens's "Orphan of the Fog"."

"Hmm...... Very touching and inspiring. ”

Garion interrupted Bolst, sighed, and said in a pretended deep voice, "Yes, I made up all these experiences...... No, it's a true portrayal of my childhood. You don't know that a kid who grew up in a slum rummaged through a garbage can for food, was beaten as a thief on the street, was looked down upon and discriminated against. For children from poor families, education is a luxury. I would like to call everyone's attention to those children who are in need. Without access to education, they could spend their entire lives in the shadows of foul-smelling garbage heaps and sewers. ”

He shook the reporter's hand and said in a sincere tone, "Your Excellency Bolst, I don't care about anything else, but I hope this article can attract the attention of the society and save the children." ”

Borst nodded earnestly, he finally knew how to put the report down.

"Don't worry, Lord Galian, I will definitely report your inspirational story."

Borst got up to say goodbye, and Garion sent him out the door, waiting until he said goodbye before turning around and returning to the living room.

Zola stood to the side, dumbfounded, scratching his head and saying, "Garion, are all the experiences you said true?" ”

"It's not."

Garion picked up his coffee and took a sip as he smiled, "It's all a story I made." ”

“…… Made-up? ”

Zola thought he had misheard, and the sensational plot almost convinced him of his childhood experiences in his handwriting.

Garion picked up the pen again, and he said to Zola, "Don't forget that I'm a writer, and storytelling is a basic skill. And after the publication of this article, public opinion in Paris will be on my side. What could be more inspiring than a lowly born story that strives for self-improvement and ultimately gains recognition and respect? ”

"As for the matter of the honorable Monsieur Gautier......"

In a voice that Zola couldn't hear, Garion said to himself, "He's pretending to be forced himself, and he's going to finish it when he's kneeling." ”

The next day, the text of Bolst's report brought the literary debate to a fever pitch, and Garion mocked Gautier with the sharpest strokes, comparing the admiration of aestheticism to a piece of gorgeous dung. Just as Tolstoy despised Shakespeare, Borst also described Garion as another version of Tolstoy in his report.

This statement is unacceptable, and what makes it even more difficult for Gautier to accept is his mockery of himself at the end: if Monsieur Gautier is willing to dedicate his life to art, is he ready to accept my dedication challenge like a great martyr, or like a bereavement dog refusing or pretending not to see?

Martyrdom for the sake of art was an exaggerated metaphor, but now Garion seems to have driven him to the brink of a cliff from which there is no way back.

With the help of this controversy, he published the article "My Struggle", which made public opinion fall and tilted the balance of victory on his side.

A peasant from the countryside, a child who grew up in a slum, who never gave up the idea of progression, even under the most difficult conditions, was attracted by the inspirational model of the French dream, not only as a revolutionary poet, but also as a model for the popular literati of Paris.

This scene was unexpected by Thiers.

He originally thought that everyone's accusations would push Garion's prestige to the bottom, but he didn't expect to be countered by him!

Although "Mein Kampf" did not respond positively to Thiers's questioning, it forcefully refuted all the arguments of the other party from the side, and blocked Thiers with nothing to say.

"Now the public is moved by Mein Kampf, and no matter what I say, they won't believe it. Seriously, it's a shame that this guy doesn't go into politics. ”

While flipping through the newspaper, Thiers muttered to himself, "I'm afraid that in terms of means, there is no one in the literary world who is his opponent, and it has been a long time since there has been such an interesting guy in Paris." I can admit that I lost, and I don't know how Mr. Gautier, who is difficult to ride a tiger, will respond to Garian's aggressive choice now? ”

He grabbed the pipe in his hand and said with a smile, "It's going to be fun." ”

As Gallian analyzed, Gautier was indeed caught in a dilemma, and now regrets that he had added an extra sentence and was caught looping.

Now that Garion has publicly challenged His Excellency Gautier to accept his invitation, then the so-called vow of dedication to literature and art is a lie.

It just so happens that Gautier is a good-looking guy again, and for Garion's aggressive attitude, he can only consult with his friend Baudelaire to get the other party to retract what he said before and solve the problem in private.

"You now know what you're going to do if you're going to provoke him, right?"

Baudelaire put on a bystander attitude and quipped, "My friend, I told you not to provoke that young man, but you didn't listen." Well, now you can either admit it or accept the challenge. ”

"Please, Baudelaire, can't this matter be resolved privately? You go and be accommodating with him, let him publish an explanation in the newspaper, and forget it. ”

Gautiera can't be cheeky, but he doesn't want to fight to the death with a young man at the age of 49, and the most important thing is that the whole thing is about his face. The other party cut off the back road, so that he could not refuse at all.

"Then go ask him."

Baudelaire said helplessly, "I can't decide whether to cancel the challenge, my friend, this is a private matter between the two of you, and I refuse to get involved." ”

Gautier felt desperate for his helplessness, but he was always unwilling to bow to a young man, and to make him admit in public that he was cowardly would be discredited.

So his only hope is to be able to accommodate Garyan and cancel this ridiculous challenge.

"Forget it, my old friend."

Gautier shook his head, still unwilling to believe Baudelaire's advice, and said angrily, "I want to try my luck with that young man. Do you want to offend everyone in the literary world? Does he want to stay in the Parisian literary scene in the future? ”

Baudelaire shrugged and assumed a nonchalant attitude. But for the sake of Hugo and his friends, he still said more.

"Forget it, Gautier. Do you really think that his talent is only worthy of being a literati? ”