Started with a green hat for Verlaine

In Huaguo, Ma Shengqiu, who was renamed "Wang Qiu", was not in a hurry to go home, but stopped and stopped on the road. If his stomach didn't allow him to eat indigestible food, he would definitely have burrowed into the street roast duck restaurant.

When you come to the capital of the motherland, how can you refuse the fragrance of roast duck.

"Roast duck, boiled mutton, noodles with fried sauce, and donkey rolling are all unpalatable." Asa Shengqiu also worried about his new body, and regretfully gave up traditional snacks.

He was sitting in a porridge shop that had been in operation for many years. The table was a simple wooden table, and the surface of the seat was almost covered with pulp.Although it is far away from high-end restaurants, a few dollars can fill his stomach and soothe his worries about his wallet.

Aso also doesn't have the Japanese habit of saying "I'm starting" before eating, but the straight waist and shoulders that are as close as possible make him notice that he is different from other diners.

Excessive observance of etiquette and image building is actually a problem.

[This will not work. 】

【I'm not a big shot. 】

In terms of appearance, he returned to Wenye World, where beauties are everywhere.But in Huaguo, he lost the halo of the black-haired and black-eyed Asian beauty, and when he integrated into the society, he was at most a sick young man.

Ma Shengqiu also thought of his identity as a commoner, and he relaxed all over. Over the years, in order to improve his image in the eyes of others, he learned from the teacher's personality design and packaged himself as a big boss.

Now, he doesn't want to be a big boss, he just wants to have a family reunion.

He gave up thinking about the next steps, and his brain seemed to ache if he hadn't thought for a long time, as if it was rusted.He carefully blew a mouthful of the hot porridge and put it in his mouth. His taste buds had not yet fully revived, so he couldn't taste the specific taste, but his nose could smell the faint aroma of porridge, which made people have some appetite.

There are many elderly people in the porridge shop, and they have bad teeth. They are all neighbors. Occasionally, a few young people will come to rush to settle a meal.

The society is too busy, and people's footsteps are becoming more and more unstoppable.

Aso Qiuya's mentality has long deviated from youth, slipping towards an age group he doesn't want to admit, and responds with an easy-going attitude to young people.

"Boss, pack a preserved egg and lean pork porridge!"

A high school student whose parents weren't home walked in and ordered a simple dinner.

He looked casual, waiting for the clerk to pack.People in this age group are most interested in celebrities. They ignore the old men and women, and pay attention to the black-haired man sitting in the inner corner intentionally or unintentionally.

When Ma Shengqiu also drank the porridge, his eyes lit up.

The high school student rushed over, took out his new mobile phone, and said excitedly, "Can I take a photo with you?"

"Will high school students not have their mobile phones confiscated now?" Ma Shengqiu also glanced at the mobile phone. It was a smart phone of a certain domestic brand. Its appearance was similar to the style in his previous life. He had held the corresponding shares before, which obviously increased in value.

Huaguo high school student: "..." This person is vicious!

The boy rolled his eyes and said, "Brother, what age is it? Only the hard-working people in the third year of high school will be so miserable. I am a freshman in high school, and I can still play for two years!"

Ma Shengqiu also tested: "Didn't your teacher assign homework to read famous books after class?"

The young man was diverted from the topic, and quickly mentioned the names of several Chinese classics, including "Notre Dame de Paris", and said with a look of disgust: "I think it would be too difficult to compile "Notre Dame de Paris" into the language book. They are here to torture us young people, who would want to see a tragedy!"

Ma Shengqiu also asked: "Mr. Shakespeare's works also contain many tragedies, don't you like even one opera?"

The boy said proudly: "I don't have the money to watch operas with such expensive tickets. At worst, I will go to watch the latest drama with my grandparents."

Ma Shengqiu was also taken aback. A dissatisfied Chinese boy would rather go to the theater than to the opera, which shows that he has a deep-rooted cultural awareness.

Drama... so traditional?

When he was young, he read more world famous books.

"Why did you ask me to take a picture?" Ma Shengqiu also joked, "I know I'm handsome, but I won't attract boys."

The young man turned pale with shock: "Brother, I think you have an extraordinary temperament, you don't look like a social animal. How many years have you not watched international news?"

Ma Shengqiu also pretended to be unwell: "I have been recuperating."

The boy excitedly said: "Your face is worth a lot!"

Aso Qiuya: "?"

He touched his face and the corners of his eyes, well, there are no wrinkles, and youth is the only valuable thing about him.

A sense of uneasiness rose in his heart.

Given his former mafia status, neither the Japanese government nor the French government could disclose his information. In the opera script fabricated by Mr. Shakespeare, he was also reorganized in such a mess that non-acquaintances would not be able to recognize him.

So much so that he thinks that he is equivalent to the dead leader of the previous generation. In foreign countries, at most, his name is leaked, and his appearance is kept secret.

Six years on, theoretically his death has stopped and no one could have mistaken him for a dead port mafia boss.

"My face... what's special about it?"

When he asked this sentence, Ma Shengqiu was also mentally prepared.

Probably someone sold his identity information.

"Yen!"

The boy gave an unexpected answer, "Did you know that there is a Japanese who looks very similar to you. After his death, a 1000-yen banknote was printed on it. He became popular all over the world and was called the most beautiful banknote character in history." , leading to the popularity of sending Japanese yen paper flowers when proposing marriages at home and abroad!"

"The symbol of love, the giver of the golden house!!"

"My mother said that because of the appearance of the gold house, the international gold price plummeted, but it went back up because of him and his wife. Everyone felt that the gold house would never be sold."

The teenager turned on the camera function, smiled openly, and wanted to take a group photo.

"Resurrecting such a thing is impossible even if you think about it, big brother, the topic is getting too far, let's take a photo together, I want to tell the girl that I met the man on the banknote! This year will definitely be rich!"

"..."

Aso Qiu also lived.

Me, me, me, I was a gangster before I was alive, and after my death, I was on the head of the character on the Japanese yen banknote?People all over the world know what they look like?

That group of Japanese politicians who look down on the mafia would probably agree, right? !

What a wonderful thing this is-! ! !

Could it be that the outside world did not publicize his invisible career, but only described him as a Japanese who gave the French a golden house?

"Do you know... his previous occupation..."

"I know! The leader of the underground in Yokohama, Japan, the Port Mafia has long developed into an urban culture. I dream of going there to take a look at the buildings of the Bunhao Airport and the headquarters of the Port Mafia!"

"Don't you think that's a problem?"

"It's no problem. Chaos in foreign countries will return to foreign countries. As long as Yokohama is suitable for tourism, the mafia boss sounds very powerful. In our country, 100% will be shot!"

The boy's face was full of fantasy.

Aso Qiu also had a stomachache and blocked the opponent's phone camera with one hand.

"I don't take pictures, so stay away from me."

"Brother, you have been chatting with me for so long, you must leave me a photo!"

"no!"

After Ma Shengqiu also finished his porridge, he immediately went straight to a nearby canteen, bought a cheap hat and a dust mask, and tried to be a passerby.

Back to the address written in the medical record, Ma Shengqiu was also sweating profusely.

He found himself careless.

From the moment he walked out of the hospital, no, from the moment he woke up in the ward, he should take up his vigilance during the war and protect his privacy!

He used the key to open the door of his rented house.

Co-tenant is absent.

He immediately came to his room, which was extremely clean and tidy.

With doubts about the resurrection and guard against his co-tenants, he locked the door, drew the curtains, and locked himself in the closed room.Immediately afterwards, he opened a laptop on the desk without a password, and searched for a keyword with trembling hands.

——Aso Qiuya.

On the webpage, countless pieces of related news suddenly popped up.

Appearance, age, birth, identity, and promotion process were all picked up by omnipotent netizens. Even the distant relatives who Ma Shengqiu didn't know were all clear on the Internet, and lost the last underwear.

The only thing the French government can do is to unite with the Japanese government to protect the privacy of Arthur Rimbaud with great difficulty, so as not to let the other party die socially around the world.

Aso Qiu also's eyes darkened.

Some people are alive, and there is no difference between dead and alive.

—Because I can't see the light.

Some people died, but they will live forever in people's hearts.

——Because it's too famous.

"Fuck!!!"

Ma Shengqiu also hugged his head and cried, his toes clenched in embarrassment, this world can't accommodate him, how can he get back together with Lan Tang!

Once he meets Lan Tang, he will be locked in the headlines of the world news!

As a person who is good at blackmailing and whitewashing, he can think of many explosive headlines for the unscrupulous media.

[The beautiful love of the former golden house is broken! 】

[The man is silent and the woman is crying, that Frenchman who has been widowed for many years has found a substitute! 】

【Shock!Come and see the latest follow-up of the Golden House incident! 】

[The substitute for love is actually a Chinese from China? ! 】

[Do you believe that there are similar people in the world?The reporter will take you to watch the new "Aso Akiya"...]

……

Abroad, in a city where a transcendent lives.

The 21-year-old Osamu Dazai did not forget to check the [book] while planning to get a signature, hoping to find a suitable strategy plan in the parallel time and space.

Can be lazy, who doesn't want to be lazy?

However, due to the knot in his heart, Osamu Dazai used [Book] very rarely.

He complied with Aso Akiya's last wish, and did not write any wishing words on the [Book], knowing deeply that the [Book]'s ability is limited.

"What is this guy laughing at?"

Osamu Dazai discovered that the guy who had been working hard before had learned to be lazy.

The other party was sitting in the dark chief's room laughing.

What are you looking at in your hand.

Osamu Dazai tried to see the picture clearly, but only found a corner of the photo in the frame, which was then blocked by the other party's hand.

【"Don't watch."】

The leader Jae stuffed the photo frame into a drawer to keep it a secret.

That photo was the last photo of him hugged by the surveillance camera. Aso Akiya's soul realized this miracle.

"Stingy."

Osamu Dazai disagreed.

It is probably a photo of Oda Saku writing a novel.

"Where is the blonde Rimbaud?" Osamu Dazai asked indifferently, "This guy cheated Chuya and me of money, claiming to study the resurrection ceremony, but the figure disappeared."

The leader Zai replied: [The probability is that it is in Huaguo. 】

Osamu Dazai asked again, "Is Paul Verlaine over there?"

The leader shook his head.

The exchange between the two of them is almost over.

Out of the idea of ​​watching a play, the leader said: 【"You intercepted those gifts for Mr. Lantang, didn't you return them to him?"】

Osamu Dazai said calmly: "He doesn't deserve it, and he won't know the day."

The script team is so confident!

……

Parallel time and space.

The leader Zai closed the [book], and a subtle arc was drawn at the corner of his mouth.

Whether you deserve it or not is not up to you.