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"What are you doing!"

Dazai's sharp voice pierced An He's mind, and when he turned around, he saw Dazai Osamu with the expression of a world famous painting.

The face is about to crack, what's going on, is it a surprise after reuniting after a long absence?An He was very puzzled, but he still said politely: "You're back, Xiu Zhi, why didn't you notify me earlier to pick you up?"

It's kind of like blaming me.

Dazai calmed down after taking a deep breath, and took out the daily newspaper released by Alexander Media Group from his satchel: "I saw the news about Fei Jia, what's going on?" He forcibly changed his tone to a soft tone, " I haven't seen him for a while, but he has become a pioneer of liberation, I don't even know, did you have any adventures recently, Fei Jia?"

Fyodor knew exactly how to make Dazai angry, and it happened that Anhe was still holding him and did not let go, leaning on his chest softly and bonelessly, and at the same time put his hands around Anhe's neck and smiled slightly.

"It's not an adventure. It's just that under the guidance of Teacher An He, I understood the true meaning of the world and found a career that I want to fight for my whole life."

An He couldn't stop nodding, the teacher was right, Fei Jia was exactly like me, I think I also established my life ideal of becoming a teacher under the guidance of my teacher back then.

"Yes, Fei Jia has grown up very fast recently." An He put him down, and greeted Dazai without discrimination, "How is your recent college life, Xiu Zhi? Do you want to talk to me?"

Dazai was surrounded by loving eyes.

"My, my college life?" Dazai smiled. "The students are very friendly, and the teacher's lectures are also very interesting, but a very interesting thing happened on campus last week."

An He seemed curious and asked, "What?"

"It was the Russian gangster who dismantled a dud near the playground, which is said to be a product of the pre-Cold War."

Excuse me, what's the fun in dismantling the duds?

An He reluctantly responded, "Hehe, yes, it's very interesting."

No way, he and Dazai's interesting points are not on the same line at all. The other party is a mafia cadre who still thinks that Oda Sakunosuke's work of dismantling duds and mediating conflicts between mistresses and regular wives is very interesting, and even wants to exchange men.

But in An He's eyes, these jobs are the manifestation of his extreme negligence, and he still hopes that his students can devote their entire lives to their careers.

It's a pity that Dazai didn't have any obsessions other than suicide, he was too easygoing, and his compatibility with An He was extremely low.

Their fate was forced by Dazai.

"If you have the opportunity, let's do more experiments. Didn't you study literature before? Moscow University's liberal arts are also very strong. You can go to lectures if you have free time." An He said tactfully, "Don't get too obsessed Have fun."

"Fei Jia has done a good job in this regard. Not to mention submitting several reports, he is also preparing to establish a stronghold and start uniting people with different abilities."

He actually didn't want to make comparisons among the students, but Dazai and Fei Jia, both of them have very good brains, but their development is very different. Thinking of Fei Jia's enthusiasm, An He hated Dazai a little bit, and felt that he I wasted my talents.

Osamu Dazai was of course forced to vomit blood by these words.

"Let's not talk about it now." An He stabbed him in the heart again, "The better I can help Fei Jia check the address of the small church, I will go on a field trip soon, and if I want to eat something, I will tell Mr. Butler, and I will tell him Go and come back."

Dazai almost wanted to reach out Erkang's hand.

don't-go-ah-

Fei Jia hypocritically said: "Cough, cough, I don't care about my affairs. Xiuzhi rarely goes home. Don't you talk to him more, An and you? The location has been agreed a long time ago, but I am willing to let it go and spend a little more time with Dazai, the companionship between people is the most important thing, and my cause of liberation can be postponed."

What a condescending lotus talk!

Dazai was dumbfounded.

Sure enough, An He was successfully provoked by Bai Lianhua, and he said mercilessly: "It's okay, Mr. Xiuzhi is always by my side, it doesn't matter when we share his campus life, and I believe he will stay at home for a few days, we have Lots of time."

"The site selection was made in advance, and Fei Jia, your career is in a critical start period, so you must not relax."

"Okay, follow the instruction carefully, Teacher Anhe."

Dazai stared at the two of them dumbfounded, they discussed quickly, and then An He turned around and said to himself: "That's the way it is, you eat first, Xiu Zhi, I'll be a bit late when I come back."

Then he left without looking back.

Dazai was trembling with anger. He never expected that his house would be robbed after only a short time away. Fei Jia was undoubtedly an intruder in his life.

Damn it, it's obvious that his personality is also very unpleasant, how on earth did he catch An Hexin?

Just as he was thinking, Gogol came out against the corner, his expression somewhat relaxed, not like a prisoner locked in the Iron Maiden.

An He never let go of his standardized training, even when he was obsessed with assisting Fei Jia's career, he would subconsciously show a submissive and flattering smile in front of An He, just like Pavlov's dog.

He finally left, let's go to the garden nursery and talk to himself in a while, whether it's laughing out loud, crying out, or expressing the sinful thoughts in his heart that are bound by pain...

Gogol's latest hobby has successfully turned into expressing his emotions to flower beds. He can't even speak to living people, because everyone is An He's accomplice, his eyes and ears!

"Wait," Gogol was suddenly stopped, and looked back at Osamu Dazai, whose face was paler than his own, "What kind of enchanting potion did that little bastard Fei Jia pour on An He?"

let's hit!let's hit!Let's just fight!

For some reason, a demonic image of a flower pulling flowers suddenly appeared in Gogol's mind, and he shook his head to disperse the image violently.

Gogol was still very happy to see Dazai who had persecuted him deflated, and his long-suppressed emotions burst out like a volcano.

"Hee hee hee hee hee ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, don't you know?" His smile was funny and exaggerated, "Didn't Fei Jia just say that he found a great career that he could fight for his whole life, and put all his heart and soul into it. He and his teacher supported him and appreciated him, and they became good partners who supported each other."

"Are you sour? Are you jealous? The teacher who once belonged to you is no longer yours, or do you want to compete with Fei Jia and find a great career."

"It's really pitiful. I deeply sympathize with you. If you tie your soul to another person, won't you feel bound? Wouldn't it be good to fly freely in the sky like a bird? Why are you asking for trouble?"

"Well now, you've been dumped, poor thing."

Ah!Dazai sneered, what kind of thing are you, Gogol, trying to ride on my head?

He took out the audio recorder from his coat pocket, and all Gogol's outrageous words were captured by the recorder.

Looking at Gogol's dull expression, he said, "Oh, I didn't expect you to be so emotional. It's not good, Gogol, Anhe hopes that you will become a normal person who follows the rules."

"I still have the responsibility to help you supervise you. Hey, you were very good before I left. Is it because Fei Jia is too busy and has no time to teach you to become like this?"

"Don't worry, I'm going to go to school, I will help you at home every day, don't worry."

Gogol was stunned for a moment, maybe his emotional threshold was squeezed to the limit by An He recently, and the valve of tears was completely broken. After hearing Dazai say that he would be at home every day, he couldn't hold back all of a sudden, and the circles of his eyes were red again. Start crying freely.

"Wow... why are you... hiccup, not going back..."

Crying and hiccupping.

Dazai's expression was so gloomy that he could wring out water.

"Going back, what are you going back to? After only a few days of reading, the house was stolen. How about staying?"

He approached Gogol in a cool and domineering way, with the demeanor of the youngest mafia cadre many years later, and said softly: "Instead of crying out loud here, it's better to bring your disconnected tears to An He , he likes frank and arrogant children, it would be better if they are a little fragile."

"Also, are you really so excited? I don't think so."

As soon as Dazai's words fell, Gogol's sharp eyes fixed on him, except for the red eye circles, he was so calm that he couldn't tell that he had just cried bitterly.

"What are you going to do next?" Gogol asked after calming down.

"What else can I do?" Dazai said sharply, "As you said, set yourself an ambitious goal, preferably completely contrary to Fei Jia's political ideals."

"As long as I can make a career, An He will not leave me alone."

He said gloomily, "Fei Jia's divided attention is divided, he always wants to pay attention to me."

"What's more, I've already thought about what to do."

Gogol was dumbfounded. Is this the determination of the mighty Avenger?From where to fall and where to stand up.

Holding his breath, Dazai ran out of the house, forgetting Gogol who had just been bullied, and wandered here and there until he came to an underground bar near the slum.

The young Mori Ogai had been waiting for him here.

Now Mori Ogai has not entered the society yet, he just travels continuously in several countries. He was still studying in Germany last semester. As soon as the war broke out, he went to Russia, which was temporarily stable.

Russian college students are very passionate about politics, especially the Japanese students here, who worry about the country and the people every day, and worry about whether other temporary workers can have enough food and clothing in Russia.

Among these people, Ogai Mori has deep insights, and he is very good at capturing people's hearts. He was elected to join the Self-Defense Corps after half a year of school, and quickly climbed to a high position in a short period of time, firmly grasping the survival of the economic lifeline theater.

"How are you thinking about it?" He didn't treat Dazai like a child, and no one who talked to him would ignore the mathematical genius who had become famous at Moscow University.

"I've decided." Osamu Dazai said, "I want to join the Mafia, become your direct subordinate, and be dispatched by you, but at the same time, you also have to open the internal network to me, so that I can clearly know that Ann and them Where, what is being done every minute of every second."

Then, fundamentally destroy Fei Jia's plan full of loopholes and hypocrisy!Let him show his contempt for human beings and his lack of normal emotion!

From today on, the impoverished Osamu Dazai has a dream, which is to destroy Fei Jia's dream and hope!