I am a literary giant in Russia

Chapter 70 Stud is a kind of wisdom

The follow-up to Mikhail's meeting with Dostoevsky is a little complicated.

The first thing that came to mind was naturally Lao Tuo's reaction. After Mikhail and his group left, he couldn't help but laugh for a long time. He was so excited that he couldn't sleep anymore. He immediately sat down at the desk, ready to share his joy with his brother who was also his best friend:

"Hey! Brother, I think my reputation will soon reach a height that you can hardly imagine! Don't think I'm talking nonsense. Do you know who I met that night when you were not around? I believe you must have heard of his name.

And if you knew what this gentleman said about my novel, you would completely believe what I just said!

I don’t know how to describe to you how I feel right now, maybe I should talk to more people about this.”

Although it may seem a bit pretentious, the series of events that followed did go as smoothly as the young Dostoevsky had imagined.

First Nekrasov rushed to Belinsky and shouted at him: "Another Mikhail!"

Although Belinsky did not believe it at first, after listening to Mikhail's opinion, he immediately took over the novel and began to read it quickly.

After reading it, just like when he met Mikhail before, Belinsky quickly invited the young Dostoevsky to meet him.

While affirming his talent, they also took the opportunity to bring him into Panaev's circle.

Mikhail can only say that Panaev is quite resilient. Even in this state, he has been living a pretty good life. He is indeed a man of great wealth and power.
In addition, what Mikhail said before was indeed correct. If he said we would meet again at the party, it really would be a meeting at the party.

Since Dostoevsky had already entered their circle, they had to have a formal meeting, and this meeting was naturally arranged at the next gathering.

In addition to witnessing Lao Tuo's appearance, Mikhail also planned to take the time to discuss the publication time of the collection with Nekrasov. Now that the heavyweight novels have been collected one by one, it would be better not to delay the publication any further.

After all, every time Mikhail opens his eyes every day, he will find that the interest on his head has increased again.
But before discussing this matter with Nekrasov, Mikhail was surprised that the girl from the general's family actually sent two letters at once, and one of the letters seemed to be quite thick.

Although he was a little confused, Mikhail still took the time to read the girl's reply before going to the party.

Unlike the long-winded letters she wrote before, this time the girl wrote quite concisely, the gist of it was:

"How come you never told me what you were planning to do? If I hadn't heard something about you from Ivan Sergeyevich, I wouldn't have known you were worried about money. I couldn't tell from your letters that it was the least bit."

Mikhail: “?”

Turgenev, you big mouth, what did you say?
"There's not much I can do for you, but here are three hundred rubles. You..."

Mikhail: “???”

How come I suddenly became a freeloader?
How come you all are so rich?
Although the girl seemed willing, Mikhail could only say that it was better not to eat it if he could, especially since he was relying on a girl who was about the same age as his sister. Mikhail was more or less a little embarrassed.

But before thinking about how to politely refuse, Mikhail rushed to the party where Dostoevsky was about to appear. However, when he arrived, the young Dostoevsky seemed not to have arrived yet. Instead, Belinsky and Nekrasov were there discussing the novel "Poor People".

It seemed that they had already been excited, so now the two of them seemed to be talking about where to put this novel in the collection. Judging from their expressions, they seemed to be more or less hesitant.

When they saw Mikhail coming, they immediately invited Mikhail to their place and prepared to hear what he thought.

Nowadays, in addition to providing a large amount of funds for the publication of "Petersburg Anthology", Mikhail is of course also one of the contributors to this anthology. If Lao Tzu had not had time to hand in "Poor People", then it would be reasonable and logical that Mikhail's work would most likely be placed at the very beginning of the anthology.

But now
"It should be the novel 'Poor People'."

Mikhail, who actually didn't care about this matter, smiled and said, "It deserves this position. Besides, you've read my novel, and to be honest, it's too concise and lacks substance. Maybe I could put it aside if I didn't have other works, but after this one appeared, I feel like I don't need to worry about it anymore."

After hearing Mikhail's words, Nekrasov and Belinsky looked at each other. Then Belinsky couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then said with a little excitement and emotion:
"Mikhail, although I think I know you very well, when I really hear you say this, I still feel my heartfelt respect for your character!"

Frankly speaking, although this was not a big deal, Belinsky had rarely seen anyone who could let it go as easily as Mikhail.

After saying this, Mikhail quickly found Turgenev and asked him somewhat helplessly what he had said to the general's daughter.

After hearing Mikhail's words, Turgenev couldn't help but widen his eyes and said, "Mikhail, I swear to God, I just mentioned it casually, and I can guarantee that I didn't say too much.

From what you said, it seems like she did something that bothered you? Could it be?"

"Leave me alone for a while!"

Mikhail waved his hand to send away Turgenev who suddenly started gossiping. Mikhail, who felt a little headache, didn't think about this matter for the time being. Instead, he quickly squeezed into the group of people playing cards, and then joined the battle in the slightly panicked eyes of others.

When Mikhail was gradually starting to work, someone next to him suddenly talked about the book "Petersburg Anthology". Of course, the most important thing they talked about was Mikhail's huge investment in this area.

"Mikhail? Why would you act so impulsively? This is totally unlike you."

When someone raised such doubts, Mikhail had just played all the cards in his hand. While winning money, Mikhail also casually replied:
"It's nothing. You know, daring to put all your effort into something is also a manifestation of wisdom."

Of course this was nonsense, but Mikhail couldn't tell anyone the real reason, so he just made a joke, thinking that no one would take it seriously anyway.

Just as Mikhail was thinking this, he looked up and suddenly saw a man who had appeared here at some point staring at him intently, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Looking at the young Mikhail from Dostoyevsky who had come in at some point: "???"

Anyone can listen to this, but you really can't listen to a single word of it!
(End of this chapter)