[One Piece] Incorrect way of crossing

Ai leaned against the window, watching Hawkeye wielding his black sword Ye Ye earnestly. There were a few bold baboons at the edge of the forest secretly learning Hawkeye's sword skills.

Hei Dao Ye is quite sharp and can cut down a tree with ease. Hawkeye is controlling the world's strongest black sword, cutting through the air with what he calls a soft blade. The leaves fall on the blade without any change .Ai paid attention to every small detail, for fear of missing anything.Every movement of Hawkeye was frozen in Ai's mind frame by frame.

After a while, Hawkeye rested, sitting casually on a rock, wiping the thin sweat from his forehead.Heidaoye was inserted into the ground, and Hawkeye was sitting on the broken ruins, forming a different picture.

Seeing that Hawkeye was no longer practicing and absolutely bored, Ai walked out of the room and wandered around bored.This ancient castle is very big, Ai took a brief look at it on the first day, and then lived next door to Hawkeye for convenience.Because I was busy some time ago, I haven't really studied this ancient castle.

A sealed door caught Ai's attention, and the doorknob was covered with a lot of dust.Ai hesitated for a moment, then turned the doorknob and pushed the door open. The paper seal on the door broke as the door opened.The falling dust made Ai cough dryly.

Looking at everything in front of him in shock, pieces of white cloth covered everything in the room, the whole room was completely white, accompanied by the gloomy sky outside, Ai Yi felt a chill.

Randomly tore off a piece of white cloth, raising a cloud of dust.The framed paintings are neatly stacked together, and each painting is carefully protected by its owner.A few pieces of white cloth were torn off, and it was still the same.This is the studio?

As if to confirm Ai Yi's thoughts, when Ai Yi pulled the next piece of white cloth, an easel appeared in Ai Yi's eyes.On the easel there is still blank paper that has not been painted on.

Quickly walked to the window, opened the window, drove away the dust in the room, and Ai found brushes and dyes in the studio.The usual cleanliness miraculously disappeared, moved a chair to sit in front of the easel, and pulled out a pencil from the brush.Turning the pen and staring at the drawing paper in a daze.

When he was Gu Mo, although he was a rich second generation and an otaku, Gu Mo was not ignorant.Since childhood, Gu Mo's parents have learned various specialties in order to let Gu Mo cultivate an artistic atmosphere and aristocratic temperament. Among them, art is considered to be a teacher that Gu Mo reluctantly graduated from.

Ai doesn't like the heavy and colorful painting style, he likes sketches, clean black and white painting style.

After thinking about it for a long time, looking at the ruins outside the window, thinking about the scene that Hawkeye swung a knife to learn swordsmanship and remembering, while recalling, he simply sketched simple lines on the paper.

After the two time travels, Ai Yi has not written for a long time.After discarding a few pieces of paper, I gradually became familiar with it.

"Yo, you can do this." Shi Feng said in surprise, seeing Ai always waste paper before, he thought he was doodles.And when he got used to it, the pencil could flexibly draw beautiful lines on the drawing paper, and Shi Feng knew that Ai Yi really knew how to draw.Shi Feng only knew about Ai Yi, the god of death, but he didn't know much about the life before becoming the god of death.

Serious Ai Yi frowned slightly when he heard Shifeng's voice, ignored him, and was completely immersed in the world of painting.This feeling seems to return to those simple and beautiful days before time travel.

In the quiet studio, only the sound of pens and papers rubbing against each other could be heard. Hawkeye searched all over the castle before finding Ai in a place he had never noticed.

When it was time to eat, Hawkeye passed the kitchen, but the person who was supposed to be there was gone.Originally, I wanted to try my luck to search in the castle, but found that a sealed room was opened.Standing at the door, looking inside, Ai pursed his lips tightly, and the brush in his hand brushed across the paper, making a rustling sound.

Walking quietly behind Ai Yi, he was a little surprised to see the scene in the painting.I took a look at Ai Yi, but I didn't expect that this kid could draw, and he was very expressive.Hawkeye quietly exited the room.

After finishing the last stroke, Ai leaned on the seat and looked at his result with satisfaction, and nodded his head twice to show his satisfaction from time to time.

He took down the words he had just drawn from the drawing board, walked out of the room, and bumped into the oncoming Hawkeye.

Ay took a few steps back, rubbed his nose, picked up his painting and showed off, "How is it?"

Hawkeye admired the finished product drawn by Ai, which was more delicate than the semi-finished product just now, "It's much better than your swordsmanship."

Ai Yi had a bitter face, is his swordsmanship really that bad?I'm just not used to fighting without spiritual power. Besides, my body also has limitations, why don't you poke my sore spots every time?

Stuffing the painting into Hawkeye's arms, he said coolly, "Since it's good, let's use it as the tuition fee. I don't cook anymore recently. With the tuition fee, it's not a free meal."

After finishing speaking, he returned to his room unhurriedly. When he found the studio just now, he didn't pay attention to the dust inside. Ai Yi, who had recovered from his cleanliness, went straight to the bathroom. He felt like a native now.

Hawkeye held the painting helplessly, and now he had to pay the tuition fee, which was made so cheap by this brat.

He was wearing an oversized shirt that was passed over from Hawkeye, a towel was draped around his neck, and the water from the ends of his hair soaked the shirt.Ai Yi sat at the dining table, stuffing the food seriously.After Ai raised his head and looked Hawkeye up and down, he lowered his head to eat again.Hawkeye's skills are really good. A man who lives alone in such a castle must have been taught by his master every day when he was a child. It turns out that Hawkeye taught himself the way he learned from his master.Ai Yi was busy eating, while speculating about Hawkeye's youthful practice days.

Hawkeye ignored Ai Yi's strange sizing eyes, and sipped the red wine in his glass as if he didn't know anything.

"You can draw, can you play a musical instrument?" Hawkeye shook the red wine in his hand, causing waves due to the shaking.

Aiyi paused when he heard what Hawkeye said, and the dish that was just picked up fell off the plate again. He seemed to be recalling something painful, hesitated for a while, looked at Hawkeye without any expression on his face and said, " Do you want to hear it?"

Hawkeye pointed to a room, Ai wiped his mouth with a tissue, got up and walked to the room, and opened the door. Various musical instruments were displayed in the clean room.

Hawkeye followed Ai, watching Ai walk towards the piano in the middle.

Ai Yi tuned the tune skillfully, then sat on the stool, put his hands on the keys, turned his head and said to Hawkeye, "Uncle, you have to be mentally prepared."

Hawkeye, who didn't understand what Ai meant at first, understood the meaning of Ai's words after hearing Ai's piano sound.As the king of musical instruments, the piano has a pleasant metallic tone, and the piano in the castle is not ordinary, and the sound is crisp and not harsh.A piano with so many advantages has become a source of noise in Ai's hands.

While playing, Ai watched Hawkeye's face.He didn't know why. When he was learning his specialties, he was good at art and so on. When he was learning music, his ability to read notation and tune was good, but he lost the chain when playing.The most critical link was derailed, no matter how much I practiced, it would not work, so I gave up.

Ai Yi stopped his "playing", and before he got up to speak, he heard Hawkeye say, "This room is sealed."

Hawkeye walked out of the room and rubbed his ears that had been ruined by Ai Yi. He thought that Ai Yi, who was good at art, fencing and cooking, might be an all-rounder. He could enjoy music at ordinary times. At first, he thought it would be a surprise, but finally found out It was a scare.Don Quixote Ay, were you sent by Doflamingo to torture me?

Ai Yi, who is very good at observing words and expressions, found that Hawkeye was in a bad mood, so he walked out helplessly and sealed the room.Hawkeye, it was you who were curious about whether I could play a musical instrument. I directly proved it with practice. Did you just seal this room?

"Please don't fuck our ears. By the way, you must not sing. The tune you hum has never been out of tune, and has never been in tune." Shi Feng was almost unable to complain about Ai Yi's musical cells Yes, he always wondered if Ai didn't have music at all.

"I'm just partial to science, why are you like this?" Ai Yi squatted on the ground and drew circles, Beethoven or something, your brains are definitely not human brains.