Durin's Diary

Chapter 114 Do You Remember
At the end, Castilan embraced Durin and said: "My real name is Dunol. This name was given to me by my human mentor. He passed away, so I have always used this name in the hope of remembering him."

"At least you still remember him, right? I understand." This explanation made Durin look at the dwarf with a higher gaze. He smiled and hugged him. "I only did a small thing. I don't deserve your gratitude."

"Don't be modest, my little sir. Do you know how much your pickaxe shocked the dwarves? I was originally the youngest son who came to the human world to eat and wait for death. Now, the whole family hopes that I can learn something. I'm leaving first. I still have to go to tutoring." Castellan said with a wry smile, said goodbye to Durin, and then left with his brothers - it was said that they all had to go back to tutoring.

Rabin, who had accompanied the entire process, expressed his opinion at this time: "Now that you mention it, Dulin, you have changed the fate of many people. In the past, these guys just needed alcohol to survive, but now they are forced to take tutoring classes. It would be better to kill them."

"Don't tell me, now I understand why Tony didn't come." Du Lin wondered if this kid might be caught by his family and asked about his grades. But that's okay, Tony is only in the second grade and doesn't need to learn too much from tutoring.

Just as he said this, Tony came running over. Holding a carving hammer, he saw Dulin and Rabin and immediately glanced around warily: "Where are Dunol and his friends?"

"Everyone's gone." Rabin explained to Tony what had just happened. Tony was shocked: "He will also thank Du Lin!"

"Everyone saw it." Rabin spread his hands.

"Really?" Tony looked at Durin: "Did that dwarf terrorist really say that?"

"Really? Look, there's still a layer of grease on the back of my hand." Du Lin said with a smile.

This made Tony laugh. "Well, I was overthinking it. I thought this guy would look down on you, thinking that foreign artwork would destroy the sanctity of the Silver Peak Hall."

He put away the hammer, and then talked incessantly in front of Durin about everything that happened after Durin left, including the reaction of the dwarf community. He had not slept all night yesterday, and his family had received guests from several peaks. These dwarves all viewed the paintings left by Durin.

By the early hours of the morning, even the principal and senior tutors such as Mrs. Salin had come.

After seeing the painting and the pick axe photographed with the photo crystal, the principal and the tutor unanimously agreed that Du Lin's pick axe would be the first in the sculpture department and get ten points. This time there was no need to be afraid of being proud. What was wrong with being proud when he could make something that even the gods would praise?

Tony is also in the sculpture department. He said that everyone in the sculpture department from the first to the ninth grade was impressed. Judging from the final completion of the pickaxe, they could not carve out such a picture and quality even if they worked for a whole year. What's more, this was a miracle work that was created by a small grassland elf in Dulin using two artifacts in half a day and half a night.

"Using a divine weapon is very mentally exhausting. The longer you use it, the stronger your willpower becomes. The principal and mentors all say it's incredible that you've been able to hold on for so long." Tony said as he expressed how hungry he was - he hadn't slept all night and was so busy that he was relying on potions to keep him going, and now he was starving.

Since it was almost time for dinner, Du Lin simply joined everyone in queuing up.

While waiting in line, Du Lin saw Elaine and was very happy. After asking her, he found out that although her short films were all about food, the girl had erased her silly look after returning home. The pictures were detailed, the colors were natural, and there were also fresh dishes made by Xia Li that Du Lin taught her. The long table was full of dishes and finally received a score of seven, which made her stand out among the many that failed.

By the way, it seemed that she was the only girl in the class who scored seven points. The rest of the girls either failed with less than five points, or the teacher gave them six and a half points out of pity.

So the girls had nothing to say and seemed to acknowledge the score difference, which made Du Lin very curious.

However, Lewis Moreira, a classmate who came over to sit down, told the truth: "Miss Elaine has been very popular recently in that coffee shop that only girls can enter. It is said that she always comes up with some new dishes."

Oh, that’s true. She and Xia Li have been quite close recently, so she must have learned a lot from him.

"Miss Elaine is very cute. To be honest, Du Lin, I think she likes you very much." Lewis usually has a lot of contact with Du Lin. Although he is a bit slick, he can still control his body. In Du Lin's eyes, he is at least a happy person.

Du Lin laughed and thought to himself, you kid really have good taste.

Tony nodded, then looked at Lewis: "Young man, do you have a sharp eye?" "Haha, still not as good as you." Lewis smiled.

Listening to the two supporting actors praising each other, Du Lin smiled and looked at Rabin, who had finished his salad lunch and was reading a newspaper. At this time, he was rubbing Du Lin's head with his hand: "Wow, Du Lin, look, the white beards from the Wuyou Palace are coming to our academy."

Du Lin knew this; Mrs. Salin had mentioned it before.

"I think you will definitely be selected. After all, you have become famous. Many art masters did not achieve such results when they studied here. You are only in the first grade. My World Tree, little cutie, how did you do it?" Rabin said here, looking at Du Lin with a smile, as if he wanted to open Du Lin's head to see what was going on.

Du Lin was a little helpless, and out of his acting instinct, the cute little boy with thick curly hair made a humming sound.

Listen to the wow sound.

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Standing outside the restaurant, the principal looked at Du Lin and his friends. He felt his heart melted by the harmonious appearance of these young people and let out a sigh of satisfaction.

Beside him, Mrs. Salin folded her arms across her chest. "I never thought that Ish's grandson would be so talented in art. I always thought he sent his grandson to us just to keep him away from the troubles of the East."

"He once said, 'This land is like a sea of ​​suffering, and you and I are just boatmen floating on it.'" The principal said this, pulling a cigarette case from his pocket. "This child will definitely become a great artist. The title of film director is already a bit of an understatement."

Salin watched the dwarf light a cigarette for himself. She wanted to stop him, but after thinking it over, she gave up. "I heard that the white beards from the Sans Souci Palace will be here. Their requirements are very high. They must produce a two-minute short film or a script within an hour on the scene."

"Let us witness the birth of a miracle." The principal said, exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "I'm going back to my office first."

Salin watched him leave and did not ask him venomously whether he wanted to go back and clean up the books under his desk that he was not willing to mention.

She just looked at the dwarf in front of her.

He is old too. He didn't sleep well this morning and has dark circles under his eyes.

She thought of what Yi Xu had said to her, that the future would be the era of young people... She didn't think it was a big deal before, but now she thinks it is true.

Turning around, I took another look at the young people sitting at the table.

Mrs. Salin seemed to see in a trance the moment when she, Ish, and the dwarf old Sean were discussing how beautiful the future of this land would be.

Who would have thought that ninety years later, this land would become worse and worse.

She sighed and looked down at her hands. Wrinkles had crept up the back of her hands without her noticing.

Everyone says that hands age first, and I am getting old too.

(End of this chapter)