Durin's Diary

Chapter 221 Review of the Past
The editor-in-chief and the famous director who were chatting with old friends heard the request of their old friends' grandchildren. Xie Sheer, the old man, had a look of green on his face, and Duterte, the old man, had a look of reluctance between his brows.

"Charlie, do you know who Mr. Du Lin next to you is?" Editor-in-Chief Shesher asked.

Senior Charlie glanced at Du Lin and said, "He is Du Lin, the most outstanding freshman in our college."

"He has a pen name..." The old man Duterte hesitated and looked at Du Lin: "Du Lin, please speak for yourself and don't embarrass us old guys."

"Ah, does Durin have any other identity that is so mysterious?" Duke Robbie asked with a smile.

And Doolin smiled and extended his hand to Senior Charlie: "Hello, Charlie, let's get to know each other again. I am Doolin Ash, and I am also Arthur Conan Doyle."

Duke Robbie was drinking, and upon hearing this, he turned around and spit the wine out onto the ground. The man smoking nearby took a big puff and was now patting his chest.

The smile on Senior Charlie’s face froze.

After about ten seconds of silence, he looked at Du Lin and asked, "Am I stupid?"

"No, I actually want to shoot it too, but I'm too busy recently, so I'll let Grandpa Duterte shoot a version first. As for the future, can I use your face to play a supporting role in my version? I promise you are not a victim."

"Good boy! You said it!" Senior Charlie had a dead look on his face a second ago, but now his face is beaming with joy.

"Hey, Mr. Du Lin, where are we?" one of the young people asked boldly.

"You can come if you want." Du Lin said this with a smile, and looked at Editor-in-Chief Xie Sheer: "Mr. Editor-in-Chief, I'm busy these days. I'll write another volume when I have more free time."

"Young people are full of energy. Okay, I'll leave you the publication number for your statement. Anyone who dares to change a single word will be killed." Shesher said this, looking at the old bald man beside him. The latter glared at him and said, "No, I haven't even introduced myself yet, and you're already throwing mud at me, right?"

"This is Cario Sagrian from the Royal Publishing House, the old lackey of our King." Editor-in-Chief Shesher introduced Du Lin in a careless manner, and then the two old Ganes began to pull each other's remaining hair.

"My old friends, can you please behave more maturely in front of the children?" Duke Robbie was amused. He waved his hand and said, "Children, go back."

The elders' fun was nothing interesting, so as soon as Du Lin and others returned, a young girl wanted to see Du Lin's magical ability to create images on the spot.

This was easy to handle, except that no one in the Duke's Mansion was studying at the Art Academy. In the end, another girl said that her brother was also a first-year student, so Tanya asked her old housekeeper to invite someone.

Du Lin was very curious about who this first-year student was.

But when Du Lin heard Tanya say that she was Miss Moreira, he understood.

Lewis Moreira.

After a while, the boy appeared and immediately hugged Du Lin. "I'm so glad you're okay, brother. Copenhagen isn't very safe these days."

"Isn't it? Did you bring the things?"

"Come."

Lewis took out the angiography device from the box and put it on Du Lin himself.

A servant had already set up the curtain. Du Lin thought for a moment, looked at the well-dressed young masters in front of him, and snapped his fingers.

The next second, Hemer appeared on the screen, it grunted, and then the picture changed.

Most of the prominent noble children today have read several of Durin's works and are familiar with Durin's magical pet, so when Hemer fell on Durin's arm, they all exclaimed.

The next second, the picture appeared.

Long table, fine wine, and delicious food.

Fruits whose names cannot be described, a platter that is so exquisite that it does not seem to be from this world, and flowers decorating the empty space on the table.

Golden candlesticks, translucent crystal glasses, silver spoons and knives, meals covered with lids, and giant lobsters.

White-gloved hands were setting the tableware, napkins folded into a flower pattern, and white candles with sacred inscriptions on the candlesticks were being lit.

One by one, tableware of various shapes were placed.

The smartly dressed guests were entering.

They are of different races and heights. Some are white-haired and walk with crutches, while others look like children with smiles on their faces.

Everyone is glamorous and everyone is priceless.

The guests took their seats one after another, some were chatting and laughing, some were shaking out their napkins, and some were choosing wine.

In the corridor beyond, servants were ready with meals held out.

Then the screen went black.

Du Lin pulled the crystal out of the imaging device. He was also confused. "It's only been 30 seconds, how come it's full? Lewis, where did you buy this crystal?"

“Ah?” Lewis was stunned, then slapped his head: “It’s over! This is the crystal for my homework! I haven’t finished it yet!”

"Then you're really finished." Du Lin took off the angiography device with a wry smile.

The young people all laughed, but Lewis had a bitter face.

The young woman from earlier stood up and said, "I always thought this was just excessive praise from the public, but after watching these short thirty seconds, I realize that this praise is far from enough. You're truly amazing, even more amazing than my grandfather."

She looked at Du Lin, full of apology: "I'm so sorry, I apologize for my shallowness, Mr. Du Lin."

Du Lin looked at the small horns on both sides of her head and the oxtail behind her, smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, I understand, the misunderstanding has been resolved, everything is fine now."

Duterte Marcus' granddaughter, although he didn't know her name, he could understand that there was nothing wrong for a granddaughter to worship her grandfather, even if she questioned Du Lin because of this - you see, now the misunderstanding has been resolved, and Du Lin has gained a new fan.

The young man laughed and let the matter go.

During the time before dinner began, the focus of everyone's discussion became the banquet in Turin's picture.

The young gentlemen were discussing the delicacy, while the ladies were mostly discussing the tableware with different functions.

Du Lin smiled until Tanya quietly came to Du Lin and sat on the chair.

"Mr. Du Lin, I think that in addition to these beautiful pictures you just portrayed, there must be many things you want to describe that you haven't portrayed yet, right?" She looked at Du Lin.

Du Lin nodded.

In fact, even if the crystal was empty, Du Lin didn't want to take out the things behind it.

At least, I can't show it in front of these noble children.

why.

Because the rich are feasting and drinking.

Because there are frozen corpses on the road.

Du Lin didn't expect the children to empathize with these things.

I'm afraid they can't understand it even if they drink honey water out of thirst.

(End of this chapter)