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Chapter 1369 The Father of Russian Literature

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    After passing a street lamp and using the light to see Gao Yang's violently shaking hands and the way Gao Yang was hugging the box tightly, Irene became a little scared. She whispered: "Boss, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

    Gao Yang turned to look at Irene, his lips trembling and said: "I'm fine, I'm just a little too excited, too excited"

    Erin looked at the box that Gao Yang was holding tightly in his arms and said softly: "Is it because of the things in this box? What is it? What can make you so excited?"

    Gao Yang swallowed, and then said with difficulty: "Russia, the father of Russian literature, the sun of poetry"

    Erin suddenly covered her mouth with her hands, then stared at Gao Yang with a look of disbelief on her face, her eyes widening.

    The car was quite dark, and only when there were street lights passing by, the lights outside the car window could illuminate Irene's eyes that were widened in extreme surprise.

    Li Jinfang turned his head and whispered: "What are you talking about? The father of literature, the sun of poetry? Who is it? Who is so powerful."

    Neither Gao Yang nor Irene said a word. After a moment, Irene trembled: "Are you sure? Are you really sure what you are talking about?"

    Gao Yang whispered: "I'm not sure, but I think it's true."

    Erin suddenly said: "No, stop talking, stop talking, we will talk about it when we go back, and we will talk about it after we get back!"

    Li Jinfang fell silent, and Gao Yang stopped talking, just holding the box in his arms tightly.

    When they returned to their destination, Gao Yang opened the car door and hurriedly got out of the car and returned to the large living room where many people usually gathered. After Irene and Li Jinfang took the remaining guns, they hurriedly followed Gao Yang's footsteps into the house from behind.

    There must always be at least three people staying in the living room, even at night. It is impossible to be completely defenseless in a strange place. Even if you are not fully armed, the weapons are hidden within easy reach.

    It was already very late, and most people had gone to bed. Frye, Taylor, and Albert, who were on duty, were sitting in the living room. When they saw Gao Yang holding a box, they hurriedly opened it and rushed into the living room.  , Frye stood up and said with concern: "Boss, what's wrong with you? Your face doesn't look good."

    Gao Yang did not answer. After sweeping all the debris on the coffee table to the ground, he placed the box on the coffee table, and then couldn't help but rub his hands.

    Gao Yang had never been so out of control. Taylor subconsciously reached under the sofa and pulled out his rifle. At this time, Eileen, who rushed in, put the gun in her hand on the sofa, stood next to Gao Yang, and swallowed.  He spat and said nervously, "Can you open it and take a look?"

    Gao Yang said in a trembling voice: "Of course I want to see it."

    Frye looked at Li Jinfang with a confused look on his face and said, "What's wrong? What happened? What have you done?"

    Li Jinfang shrugged and said, "It's hard to describe in one word. We have experienced a lot today."

    Albert came to Gao Yang's side curiously, looked at the box and said, "What is it?"

    Li Jinfang frowned and said: "The father of Russian literature, the sun of Russian poetry."

    Albert frowned, looked at the box and said, "What the hell are you talking about?"

    Erin snapped: "Shut up, haven't you ever taken a literature class? What a bunch of idiots. There is something here that can make Russians crazy."

    Frye touched his head and said: "What the hell? Do you want to tell the big dog? You said it can make the Russians crazy."

    Gao Yang opened the first layer of boxes and said in a trembling voice: "Shut up, everyone. What's inside is Pushkin's gun, his duel gun."

    Erin covered her arms with her hands and trembled: "Oh God, I started to tremble, I started to get goosebumps. This sacred moment makes it hard for me to breathe. Guys, you are going to witness a miracle, a piece of history."  moment, Farke! Why aren't you surprised."

    Li Jinfang, Frye, and Taylor all looked confused. You three looked at me and I looked at you. But Albert touched his bald head and said with a sad face: "Pushkin, I have heard of this name."  But, I know, I know him, don¡¯t remind me, don¡¯t remind me, I definitely know him, oh, Shet, Erin, who is this guy?¡±

    Erin was about to cry. She looked at the box on the second floor that Gao Yang had opened, then at a few confused guys, and said helplessly: "He is a poet, a great poet. Damn it, are you educated?"

    Taylor put the gun in the gap under the sofa, then shook his head and said: "I was not interested in European literary history when I was in school.?I am fascinated by his poems, even though I am already over that age. Boss, why can you tell that the name is Pushkin?  "

    Gao Yang coughed lightly and said with a smile: "Because I was a literary young man for a while. Although I have passed that age now, Pushkin is still the Russian name I am most familiar with, so of course I can recognize it."

    After he and Eileen looked at each other and smiled, Gao Yang suddenly said: "Oh, I have to share my happiness in time. I have to call Morgan and tell him some exciting news."

    After Gao Yang took the phone out of his pocket with trembling hands, he dialed the number tremblingly. After waiting for a moment, he said in a deep voice: "It's daytime this time. You must not have slept, right? Listen.  , I found something good for you again." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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