Started with a green hat for Verlaine

Quasimodo did not yet know what had happened.

He was punished by the archdeacon, who repeatedly failed to do his job and fined him to clean up the garbage inside and outside Notre Dame de Paris.

Finally, under the influence of Aso Qiuya, Quasimodo, who learned hygiene, became dirty again. He used a big bag to pick up garbage, and some people secretly threw rotten eggs at him, and ran away laughing after hitting him. opened.Quasimodo showed an angry face, and wanted to end the punishment early, so he continued to complete the work swiftly.

The amount of rubbish was really too much, Quasimodo went to sleep when he was tired, and went to pick up the rubbish when he was asleep. He took this opportunity to atone for his sins to the archdeacon. In the middle of the night, he curled up on the side of the road and fell asleep.

Ma Shengqiu also heard about this and came to him wearing a hood.

Quasimodo purred loudly.

The people in Paris are full of malice towards Quasimodo and regard him as an unknown person, but no one has the killing intent on Quasimodo so that the other party can sleep with peace of mind.

Ma Shengqiu also breathed out a sigh of relief, and he was firm in his idea of ​​asking the archdeacon to be publicly tortured.

He didn't want Quasimodo to hate him, so the evidence to expose the vicar's ugly face must be certain and undeniable, and it's best to do it himself.He found that his mind was much more flexible than in the past, and he could think of some things easily, perhaps because of the benefits of time travel, at the cost of part of his memory, in exchange for a chance to put aside the burden of his mind and break out of the cocoon.

Ma Shengqiu also knelt down and covered the other person with the quilt in his arms.

Quasimodo didn't know anything, just rolled up the quilt, turned over, and continued to sleep, not caring about the dirt on the ground.

Ma Shengqiu also smiled and put the new product in the shop - ear muffs on Quasimodo's ears to keep him warm from the cold.He especially likes the snow-white earmuffs he designed. Seeing them makes his heart feel soft. It is a great comfort to see modern things in the Middle Ages.

Quasimodo is deaf, and wearing earmuffs will not hinder the sound. The burly but short man is extremely ugly and cute at the moment.

Ma Shengqiu couldn't help him too much, so he left after making sure that the other party was in good health and wouldn't have a fever.

A few minutes later, Pierre Gringoire appeared, laughed at Quasimodo's stupidity, took off the scarf around his neck which cost twelve sous, and put it around his head.

After blocking the sarcoma in the eye, Quasimodo became more "pleasing to the eye".

"It's interesting," said Pierre Gringoire.

From the ugly Quasimodo, Pierre Gringoire discovered some phenomena that changed his appearance.

Pierre Gringoire hid aside, wanting to see how the people of Paris treated Quasimodo in his free time, and this sight surprised him greatly, because the card that received the earmuffs and scarf Ximodo slept with the quilt in his arms, and those scary features were weakened, and many passers-by saw coins left behind.

Pierre Gringoire paid attention to those who put down food, water, or coins. They were all people he had never seen near the execution ground. They were either ordinary or merciful, and they were all willing to give something to Kara Simodo.

Pierre Gringoire murmured: "Perhaps to thank him for cleaning up the trash?"

Pierre Gringoire laughed involuntarily when he saw the charity behavior of the good people and the avoidance of the wicked under the influence of the good people. A spark of inspiration burst out in his mind, and he had the urge to write poetry.

Beauty makes people happy.

Can ugliness also become beautiful?

When Quasimodo woke up, he felt that the whole world was much warmer.

Is winter over?

The ugly deformed child and the noisy bell ringer of Notre Dame de Paris grabbed the quilt and looked around, no longer seeing rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs smashing around him, replaced by the opposite of evil-the tolerance given to him by goodness.For the first time in his life, Quasimodo saw the friendliness of the Parisians towards him, which was the kindness that should have ceased to exist except for Claude Frollo and Esmeralda.

Quasimodo sniffled, suppressed his weakness, and stood up fiercely.

He picked things up in a basket.

There is no way to find them, no way to repay them. All he can do is to make the surroundings of Notre Dame de Paris clean, and a little bit cleaner. If the whole world can be cleaned... that would be even better.

Coming February 26th.

The day before Pierre Gringoire inquired about the information and was about to attack the archdeacon Claude Frollo, Pierre Gringoire planned to eat and drink to save his energy, and went to Aso Qiuya with the cheek Money is coming.

Ma Shengqiu also said angrily: "Eating bread can also fill your stomach, don't you want to cheat money from me again!"

Pierre Gringoire replied sadly: "How can this be called a lie?"

Ma Shengqiu also stared at him, "Last time, you said you wanted to watch a drama and asked me for money. Last time, you said you wanted to borrow books and study poetry. You asked me for money. Last time, you told me If you want sex, ask me for money!"

Pierre Gringoire didn't blush and didn't breathe, "I went to the theater and learned poetry, but I didn't do it. You can't slander me. How can those people compare to Miss Esmeralda's?" beauty."

Ma Shengqiu also said indifferently: "Oh, thank you for your compliments, I understand, you think they are ugly."

Pierre Gringoire was heartbroken: "No, I think ugliness is also a kind of beauty!"

Aso Shengqiu wanted to go back to the shop, but Pierre Gringoire conjured up a piece of paper with flowers folded in it.

Ma Shengqiu also let out a "huh" and gave him a good face.

"let me see."

Aso Qiuya, who has a fascinated love for literature, quickly immersed himself in new poems.

Ma Shengqiu also couldn't help reading: "...or illuminate you with enthusiasm, or entrust you with sorrow, of course! Some people regard it as a tomb, while others regard it as life and light!"

Pierre Gringoire waited for his compliment with a smile.

This poem is my supernormal play!

However, what he saw was Aso Qiuya's dull and confused face after he finished reading and chewing repeatedly.

Pierre Gringoire asked: "What about my poems? Are they worth a thousand sous?"

Aso Qiuya's voice was so hesitant, hesitating to speak, the fingers holding the paper trembled slightly, exaggerated as if shocked, "Poetry is very good...very good..."

Pierre Gringoire was puzzled: "What else?"

Ma Shengqiu also turned around and gave him the money, which was quite sufficient, "Go and spend it."

Pierre Gringoire was inundated with surprises!

Ma Shengqiu also wiped his face. Seeing that this person was coaxed away, he hurried to the back room under the puzzled eyes of the servants, closed the door, and read the poem again as if he had seen a ghost.

"What the hell!"

Ma Shengqiu also held back for a long time, and broke out a classic curse from his previous life.

He turned around the table and said in disbelief: "I was in Paris, France in the fifteenth century, and saw some of the poems in the poetry collection "Flowers of Evil" in the nineteenth century?"

"Did I time travel, or did he time travel?"

"If he is a time traveler, why didn't I see it? Is he expressing his identity to me with a collection of poems?"

"This is the work of Mr. Baudelaire who regards ugliness as beauty in poetry and sublimates the definition of beauty and ugliness!"

His heart was like a hundred screaming chickens screaming heart-piercingly.

Quasimodo came more slowly than before, mixed with the sour smell of picking up garbage, he stood at the door of the shop and dared not come in, his earmuffs and scarves were dirty, passers-by could not help but cover their mouths and noses .

"Signor Quasimodo is here."

The servant reported to Aso, and the title was also specially requested by Aso.

Ma Shengqiu also put down the worries about the poetry collection, picked up the cake box, and went out to meet Quasimodo, whose birthday is today.

Quasimodo was ashamed.

Quasimodo, who had no gift to return, hesitated for a while, rushed out, picked many flowers outside, and came back, imitating the other party's technique in front of Aso Qiuya, and weaving a crooked wreath.

Ma Shengqiu also looked at his return gift, "Do you want me to accept it?"

Quasimodo nodded sharply.

Ma Shengqiu also said: "Do you know why I gave you a ring made of branches and grass? Do you know why I keep a distance from you? It's definitely not because I look down on you."

The expectation in Quasimodo's eyes disappeared little by little.

Ma Shengqiu also said softly: "Because I have someone I like."

Quasimodo's hand trembled, and the garland fell.

Ma Shengqiu also said: "The person I like is vague in my memory. I have forgotten what 'her' looks like. Maybe she is a gentle, beautiful and kind woman. In my living environment, such a person is the most beautiful. Attractive, and although I am pursuing some rebellious and exciting things, I guess I am still a layman in essence.”

Ma Shengqiu also picked up the fallen garland for him, and after unpacking it, it turned into a distorted bouquet.

"Quasimodo, I am a very ordinary person. My appearance is bestowed by God, and I am not worthy of excessive praise. You think I am kind and beautiful, so I will accept it frankly, but—"

"Please see more of the world for me."

"Your earmuffs are from me, and your scarf is from someone else, which means that there are still people who care about you."

"You're not the loneliest person."

Ma Shengqiu also smiled at Quasimodo, with a deep-rooted loneliness in his smile, "Look—like me, like other people, there are still people who are willing to understand you and accept things beyond your appearance."

Ma Shengqiu didn't dare to think about what would happen to him in the Middle Ages if he was an ugly monster.

Maybe he was regarded as possessed by a demon and burned to death.

No one will know his heart.

Because, he is beautiful enough, so beautiful that the aesthetics of the medieval people are too beautiful. Everyone sees his appearance of making money and making friends with the powerful in the Middle Ages, and cannot find his restlessness and desire to leave France.

"Happy birthday, Quasimodo, there is a piece of cake in the box."

"I wish you a happy day."

"Forgive me, I will not love anyone in France."

……

Quasimodo is broken in love.

It's not quite accurate to describe it as a broken relationship. He was just a little discouraged, but after eating the cake, his mood improved a little.He knew he was ugly, but Esmeralda didn't care about his appearance and gave him a glimmer of hope, but in the reality of life, Esmeralda would never fall in love with him.

Quasimodo thought desperately: at least not Pierre Gringoire!

His idea is as simple as that.

No one in Notre Dame de Paris celebrated his birthday, Quasimodo got the blessing in Aso Qiuya's shop, and he squeezed a smile for Aso Qiuya.

Quasimodo thought the gift was a cake, but he was pushed into the cubicle by Aso after he finished eating, where hot water and clean clothes were prepared, "Quasimodo, hurry up and take a bath, I There is one more gift for you, to ensure that you will return to Notre Dame de Paris happily."

Half an hour later, a fashionable large puppet appeared at the door of Aso Akiya's shop.

A cute creature with a whole body in white - "Dabai"!

Aso also moved up the stool and sat next to him, together with the large puppet, they became a beautiful picture that broke the times.The black-haired "girl" is wearing a loose long skirt, a gorgeous shawl, and a clean face, showing the classical beauty of oriental people with thin eyebrows, single-lid eyes, and a high nose bridge. Beside "her" is a chubby fabric work, inside It is a moving person, unable to see the face, clumsy and cute.

People in Paris, France feasted their eyes and heard Aso Qiuya's words: "This white puppet is your compatriot in Paris. He lost a lot when he was born, and he couldn't walk normally. He couldn't be as tall and fit as many people. He rang the bell because of his faith, and under the influence of the bell, he lost his hearing to listen to people. Everyone who is willing to accept his embrace, may the Holy Son Jesus and the Virgin Mary bless you."

Not all people in Paris know the reason for Quasimodo's deafness, nor do they know that Quasimodo was born with a disability and was not "cursed" by some demon.

Ma Shengqiu also made a public statement.

Ma Shengqiu also gave Quasimodo encouragement with his eyes.

Quasimodo took a trembling step forward, stopped, was pushed by Ma Shengqiu, and took another step forward.

Pierre Gringoire took the opportunity to walk to the shop and looked at him with a smile.

Quasimodo gave him a "big white" hug.

Pierre Gringoire nearly suffocated at the Muppet's arms and full chest.

Quasimodo said dully inside: "Thank you."

With the beginning, Quasimodo hugged the second person smoothly. He didn't dare to look at these people directly, and embraced them all at once, and was mentally prepared to be rejected by strangers.

But apart from being uncomfortable, these people did not reject him.

"Big White" is so cute.

One by one, they pretended not to know that the person in the puppet was Quasimodo, and walked away laughing.

The owner of the shop next door didn't worry about the cloth business any more. Seeing this, he came out and got a hug from Quasimodo. Maria blesses you so that you can feel the beauty of the world every day."

Afterwards, the British businessman pushed Quasimodo to more crowds of onlookers, and he ran to the beautiful Esmeralda to eat melons and watch the excitement.

Ma Shengqiu also expressed gratitude: "Thank you for your blessing and help to him."

The British businessman defended: "I was dizzy and dizzy from the business, so I ran out to enjoy Miss Esmeralda's luck. The cloth business in Paris has been very difficult recently."

Ma Shengqiu was also used to everyone's filter of Orientals, so he didn't hear anything wrong.

"Is it the cloth business? Paris is too conservative and arrogant, and there is no way it can't develop as fast as other cities. I heard that the cloth sales in neighboring cities are better."

"Ugh."

The British businessman pretended to lament, but in fact he was not very worried that he would starve to death when he opened a shop.

Ma Shengqiu also asked friendlyly: "I've never asked Mr.'s name. I don't know what Mr.'s last name is?"

The British businessman said with a smile: "I am British, and my surname is Shakespeare."

Aso was also stunned.

The British businessman looked at "her" with interest, "Is there any problem with my surname?"

Ma Shengqiu also suppressed his surprise, "I vaguely feel that I heard it somewhere."

Is the other party an ancestor of Shakespeare?

The British businessman said proudly: "My full name is William Shakespeare!"

Aso Qiuya: "..."

"You look surprised?" asked the British businessman.

Aso Qiuya: "No... I just think that there may be a literary master in your descendants."

The British businessman stroked his chin and said flatteredly, "I think so too."

……

There is no breakthrough in the limitation of memory by supernatural powers.

It's not like Baudelaire, maybe after a certain degree of self-hypnosis, this "lady" has been influenced by a strong subconscious mind, and even remembers that he is a drama writer?

It turns out that I have such a fanatical fan in Japan.

--William Shakespeare.