In the face of my two grandfathers, the blood of the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation flowing in my body was about to move, so much so that when I saw Dewey again, I was a little embarrassed to call him by his name. (8) Ω『 ┡ (1) Chinese .com ８⒈

Dewey ...... Uncle. ”

This was my first opening sentence after meeting Dewey, and the result was that Dewey was so confused that he didn't know what I was trying to say.

Only Master Hall had a smile on his face, and his eyes showed a bad boy look.

After a brief explanation, Dewey finally figured out what I was smoking today, he laughed lightly, and said: "Just call me Dewey, don't look old, it's comfortable to listen to, as for Hall, he likes to call him whatever you want, you can call him anything." ”

After hearing this, Master Hall looked helpless and said, "I asked him to call my name directly, but he just refused." ”

Dewey glanced at me with disdain and said, "The last time I saw you, you were not afraid of anything, what's wrong, a master, an elder, two names scared you like this, he asked you to call him by his name, you call him by his name, this is not offended, at most it is a personal hobby, understand?" ”

Dewey's eyes were a little aggressive, so I had to bend down slightly and say, "Yes, I understand." ”

"That's right," Dewey added, "Also, don't pretend to be respectful, who knows if you're scolding us two old bastards......"

I interrupted him, "How can I be, I am an excellent young man who has inherited the traditional virtues of respecting the old and loving the young!" ”

"See" Dewey turned to Master Hall and pouted at me: "I have exposed my true nature so quickly, how can a good young man who really respects the old and loves the young dare to interrupt me." ”

Master Hall: Huh.

I was a little speechless, I didn't expect Dewey to be so poor.

I didn't talk a few words, I didn't bother to call them anymore, Dewey, I still call him Dewey, call him by his name, and see that he also listens to it happily, Master Hall, I also directly took the word master, and directly called him Hall, anyway, he likes to listen, and I am convenient to say, we talk very happily, and they are happy.

However, once they entered the working state, the state of the two old men completely changed, and it was really a complete version of full attention.

Eyes staring at a certain pattern on my arm without blinking, while looking, and trying to copy it, not to mention, these two old men's copying skills are even better, not only the painting is meticulous, but also the color is just right, even if you look closely, you will feel that the pattern on this painting is simply the same as the pattern on my arm.

Just as I was sighing at the skill of the two old men, Dewey suddenly stopped writing and shook his head, and Master Hall also stopped writing and sighed, and then they made a move that puzzled me very much: they stabbed the paper and tore it in half.

Then, there was a tear, and two good paintings, along with rice paper, were torn to pieces.

After a few kneading, it turned into two paper balls, which were thrown casually and fell into the garbage basket accurately.

The action of throwing things is like flowing water, I really don't know how many paintings have died in their hands.

I was puzzled: "Aren't you two drawing very good, why are you so good?" ”

Dewey shook his head and said, "No, no, this is not qualified, the drawing is not accurate." ”

Master Hall said: "No, no, this is not qualified, and the painting is less detailed." ”

The style of speech is almost identical, and I wonder if the two of them were taught by the same teacher.

Tearing up their own work, Dewey and Hall threw themselves back into painting again.

As a result, the picture falls into a similar loop: two old men paint, two old men tear the painting, two old men paint again, two old men tear the painting again......

Hours passed, and I don't know what these two old guys thought, but I felt tired anyway, having always been in a sitting position.

I looked at my watch, it was almost noon, and I discussed: "Hey, I said two, let's have a meal first and take a rest, okay?" ”

The two old men didn't listen to my words at all, and they still shook their wrists and kept drawing.

Ten minutes later, as soon as the brushes were closed, the two old men frowned, thought hard for a few seconds, and suddenly dragged the ends of the drawing paper, stabbed it, and pulled it again.

I had a black line on my forehead, and I was very helpless: "Here we go again." ”

Then, just as they were about to paint again, they took their arms back.

With this tightening of their arms, the two old men finally came back to their senses.

"What are you doing?" Dewey said in a trance.

Master Hall also glanced at me in a trance at first, but then, he reacted and said with a smile: "Are you going to make it easier?" ”

"Convenience is naturally to be convenient, but ......" I pointed to the watch above my head, "Look, what time is it, should we go have some lunch?" ”

The two old men looked at their watches in unison, and then they returned to their previous posture.

Dewey coughed and said, "It's time to eat." ”

Master Hall asked Dewey, "Old place? ”

Dewey thought for a moment, turned to me, and said, "How about going to the old place to eat?" ”

"What old place?" I don't understand.

"An old place is an old place," Dewey said.

"That's right, it's the old place," Master Hall said.

The two old men looked at each other and smiled.

I:......

Out of the adventurer's base, it wasn't long before we came to the place to eat.

I looked up and exclaimed, ", it's really an old place!" ”

I saw a square plaque hanging above the storefront, and the plaque was engraved with three golden characters: Old place.

In the lower right corner of the old place, there is also a small line of small letters: Ari City Branch.

Yo, it's still a chain organization!

I couldn't help but sigh.

At one point, I was back to some memories of my time on Earth.

I was in a daze, when I heard Dewey's voice sound: "What are you stunned, boy, hurry up!" ”

I came back to my senses and hurried to follow.

When I entered the hotel, I found that this hotel was a little different from other hotels, although most of the service staff here were Terrans, but the people who commanded in important positions were all humans of other races.

When Dewey and Master Hall were standing in the hall, an elven woman in formal clothes walked over quickly, with a professional smile on her face: "Master Dewey, Master Hall, welcome two masters to our store, may I ask, how are the two masters planning to spend today?" ”

"The same old way," Master Hall said.

"Okay, I'll send someone to prepare, please come with me."

As she spoke, the elven woman led the two old men up the stairs with a smile on her face.

Ignored, I smiled self-deprecatingly and followed.