I am a literary giant in Russia
Chapter 66 Chance Encounter
Chapter 66 Chance Encounter
Although Mikhail was shocked by Tusenbacher's financial resources and trust in him, to be honest, Mikhail certainly did not want to take away the old man's gold coins unless it was necessary, otherwise it would seem like he had other intentions.
But under the repeated insistence of the suddenly stubborn old man, Mikhail could only nod his head, and almost started a paragraph on the spot:
"Mikhail has been wandering for half his life, and I only regret that I have never met a wise master. If you don't abandon me, Mikhail is willing to be your sworn master!"
Probably because of the sincerity in return, up to now, Mikhail has found that the people around him are all very nice to him, and there is really nothing to say.
Mikhail could only keep this in mind and wait until the collection of essays was sold to pay back the money and give some small gifts.
In this way, after chatting with the people in the apartment for a long time and spending some time with his mother and sister, Mikhail finally had some free time. He simply calculated the debts on hand. Feeling a little stressed, Mikhail lay down on his hard sofa, ready to read the reply letter he had just received this morning.
As for who replied, it was of course the young girl from the general's family.
It is worth mentioning that there was nothing special in Mikhail's last reply. He basically praised the other party's ideas that were indeed worthy of praise and responded to a few questions asked by the other party. At the end of the letter, Mikhail pondered for a long time, and finally followed the other party's example and talked about his recent life at the end of the letter.
Honestly, there didn't seem to be much to say, but after looking at what the other person had written, it didn't seem very nutritious, so Mikhail thought about it and wrote about his days of eating and drinking at someone else's house.
Of course, this is a bit exaggerated, but I, Mikhail, am also a decent man.
This time, the girl's reply was probably because she had never been exposed to the life that Mikhail was currently leading, or perhaps what Mikhail said just gave her an opportunity to ask questions. In short, the girl expressed great curiosity about what Mikhail said in the letter:
"Can you tell me more about this?"
"That sounds very interesting. I've had similar experiences."
"I didn't expect you to do this, I think..."
This is because you have never seen the life of poor people, so you are curious?
Looking at the gorgeous words that were passionate yet restrained, Mikhail couldn't help but touch his chin.
What am I thinking?
Mikhail stopped thinking about it and continued reading. Here was the girl's opinion on the latest novel "Chameleon" and the general's own opinion on the novel:
"This is so interesting! I'm a little embarrassed to say that I used to take the behavior of many people at various gatherings for granted and used to it, but after reading this novel, I can't even look at them!
God only knows how hard it is for me to hold it in right now, and how some of them can act out the actions in your novel while reading it? It's really baffling.
As to my father's opinion of your novel, I will tell you now, and for God's sake, please don't laugh at him too much.
He said: "This novel is so well written! The most touching part is the protagonist's attitude towards the general. This is also the only commendable thing about him. That's right, this is how you should treat a general, even if it's the dog of the general's brother!"
Mikhail: “?”
As expected of a general, his way of looking at things is quite unique.
As he read, Mikhail couldn't help but smile. After finishing the letter, Mikhail suddenly felt that his mood seemed to be much happier.
Just like before, the letter ended with a few sheets of fine paper. This time, Mikhail was no longer so hesitant. He walked to the desk and sat down, then began to write his reply. Writing to this girl seemed to be quite nice.
After writing the reply, the next morning came in a blink of an eye. When Mikhail went out to mail the letter, he walked towards Panaev's house as usual.
Well, when we have enough money, we will definitely invite Panaev to our house for a get-together, a meal and some drinks.
On the way to Panaev's house, Mikhail suddenly saw a familiar figure.
"Hey, Nikolai."
After hearing Mikhail's voice, Nekrasov, who was walking with a tall young man, immediately turned around. While exchanging a knowing smile with Mikhail, Nekrasov began to introduce Mikhail:
"This is Grigorovich, one of the contributors to the small collection of essays I just published."
After a brief introduction, Nekrasov looked at the young man and said, "This is the Mikhail you often mentioned to me."
Before Nekrasov could finish, the tall young man suddenly became excited and hurried forward to shake hands with Mikhail, speaking incoherently:
"Dear Mr. Mikhail Romanovich, it's a great honor! I've heard your name so many times, but this is the first time we've met. Oh my God, I don't know what to say now."
If Grigorovich himself were to say so, this excitement was indeed unavoidable.
After all, how many young writers in St. Petersburg today have not heard of the name Mikhail?
Although his profound themes, concise expressions, calm and powerful lyricism, and scalpel-like writing style seem to have been criticized by many people in the cultural circle, young authors have already been imitating him!
Which young person hasn’t dreamed of becoming a talented writer who suddenly appears out of nowhere?
What's more, he is so young!
"I'm honored to meet you too." Grigorovich was very excited, and Mikhail's heart moved slightly after hearing the young man's name, but he temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart and shook hands with the excited young man seriously.
After Grigorovich calmed down a bit, Nekrasov, looking for a topic to liven up the atmosphere, said with a smile, "We were talking about a friend of Grigorovich's. His friend seems to have been thinking about submitting an article recently. Grigorovich came to ask for his help and see if he could submit it to us."
"his name is?"
Mikhail asked.
"Fyodor, Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoyevsky."
It's the end of the month, if you still have tickets, please give them to me (dog head)
Then I would like to thank "Miyazaki Potato Pancakes", "Catch Me Again", "The Weather Always Turns Cool After a Few Rains in Autumn", "Void God" and "Reading Cat Master" for their rewards, thank you very much!
By the way, I would like to recommend a book by a great guy, a historical novel about the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties. If you are interested, you can read it.
(End of this chapter)
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