The fifth king of the elves

Chapter 954 954. I like everything
Tibrim was the first elf to live in Luther's unfinished new house.

She has similar interests and hobbies as the Night Demon. After getting the display cabinet provided by Luther in the New Year, she and the Night Demon shared the bought figures equally.

Because the display cabinet takes up a lot of space, Sirona really couldn't find a suitable private space for her to display at home.

Fortunately, although Luther's new home is not yet completed, it is already in the renovation stage, so Tibrim can enter the renovated room to mark the territory.

Luther originally wanted to build his house in a Chinese style, but he couldn't draw because he couldn't draw, and what he described was quite different from what Sanlin asked someone to draw.

What kind of garden-style mansion, after Luther described it, was wrongly understood as Luther liked the green environment.

Pavilions, terraces and pavilions are mistakenly thought that pavilions and pools are enough, and the masters complain that the overall architectural style is inconsistent and messy.

Luther covered his head and explained for a long time, but Sanlin and the masters around him still couldn't get the point.

Occasionally, I can match up with Luther's brainwaves, but soon go astray in the drawing process.

Luther realized that in a different cultural environment, if you plan to systematically describe a new architectural style well, you need to have considerable professional knowledge.

But Luther just didn't have such knowledge.

"Civil engineering and design are really not easy." Luther couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Luther succumbed, and there is no need for such a complicated design, only a few key features of the landscape that Luther insisted on building, otherwise, as Sanlin said, the whole villa will look nondescript.

The rudimentary form of the pond at the door is already in place, so it is just a matter of filling it with water.

The rockery on the pond has not yet arrived, so it is impossible to see whether the whole meets Luther's expectations.

The first floor is still messy and the floor tiles are not paved, but the second floor is much tidier.

Because it was designed by a group of people, the architectural style is exactly the same. Luther went up to the second floor and thought he had returned to Sirona, which was really confusing.

Tiburim poked his head out of a room on the side of the corridor, saw Luther, and shrank back, as if he found a child who was about to be rounded by his elders.

Luther became interested and ran straight over.

Tiburim was desperately tidying up the room. The figurines she bought for her before were placed on the floor of the room instead of in the display cabinet.

She seems to enjoy the feeling of walking among her favorite items, and because of her relatively small body, she is the same height as some figures, which makes Luther feel like she has strayed into a Lilliputian country.

Luther could even imagine the scene where this guy was holding his hand and chatting on twitter when no one came, and then he played house by himself.

Having discovered the secret, Tibrim huddled directly behind the bear doll Sijana gave her, leaving only the brim of her hat exposed.

"There's nothing to be shy about. I also liked to play like this when I was a child, but it's not as big as yours."

Luther comforted the shy Tiburim, reached out and gently grabbed her big hat, making her come out reluctantly.

Tiburim immediately grabbed Luther's hand and stared at Luther.

Her eyes seem to be able to speak, blinking and blinking as if to ask again: "Really?"

"Don't worry, I'm the only one here today. Darkley is not here, and no other elves will know."

Tiburim breathed a sigh of relief.

The last time I met the Night Demon in the library, and after showing a little that I wanted it, I immediately received a gift from Luther in the New Year.

Tibrim, who was immersed in the ecstasy of receiving the gift, admired Luther very much, but after the excitement passed, Tibrim suddenly recalled it.

She didn't tell Luther, why did Luther know?

After seeing Darkrai appearing in and out of the library, Tiburim understood everything.

Afterwards, Tibrim ran away when he saw Darkley, and this behavior also confused Xanadu and Darkley.

Tiburim is still a little autistic, and has lived alone for a long time, which made her unable to adapt to the environment of too many people at once.

Although I tried hard to integrate after going to the island, I couldn't completely solve the autism problem for a while.

But maybe it was because she was willing to trust people again. This time, Tibrim trusted Luther very much. If it wasn't because she was shy and couldn't let go like Miaomiao, she would follow Luther all day long, and she wouldn't even attend Xanadu's class.

It was Luther's effort to let the child fully adapt to life on the island as soon as possible by sneaking over to spend a while alone with Tibrim during his busy schedule.

Luther was reading his own book, and Tiburim was not so restrained anymore, and continued to talk to himself with a smile on his figurine.

I don't know how long it took, Mai sent him a message, asking him to see the post discussing the theme restaurant.

With doubts, Luther browsed the forum.

If you don't see it, you don't know, Huoyan and Mira already have their own fans.

Isn't this too fast? It's only been a few days since I let Huoyan go to the restaurant to help out, and he has developed so many fans?

The intensity of the discussion forced the forum administrators to post another discussion post about the Elf Knight themed restaurant, but this time it was used to discuss Mira and Huoyan.

Mira's fans and Huoyan's fans fought together in the post, and the first half of the post was all about competing.

"Mira is in better shape, I wonder how she keeps it up."

"Huoyan's is not bad, is it?"

"I think Mira's voice is nicer."

"Be rational, don't you think Huoyan's voice is more attractive?"

Controversies like these abound.

In the end, I don’t know who said, “Why can’t we all like it?”

"Yes, we can both like it."

"This is also possible?"

"Why not? Mira is great, and Fire Goose is great, so why should we fight?"

The people who were led out of the blind spot of thinking started to create their fan works at once, and the wind changed so quickly that it was jaw-dropping.

Writers of novels posted their own majestic essays.

The cartoonist threw out his proud work.

The discussion building filled with gunpowder actually became calm like this.

Luther watched with relish, but Wu Song was much more depressed.

He was muted.

He tried very hard to let the fans on both sides continue to debate, and then he secretly added more firewood.

But it was useless. After everyone felt that they could like it at the same time, Wu Song's remarks were directly judged as provoking war and banned for three days.

Luther laughed when he learned of this. He was inexplicably happy just knowing that Wu Song was sanctioned.

(End of this chapter)