Chapter 33 The Classical and Neoclassical Styles (1/2)

Chapter 33: The Classical and Neoclassical Styles

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After driving home they had another few days of rest.

To be more specific, Li Du got a break while Hans got busy. He needed to find a way to sell the silverware and furniture, and also find out about the next auction.

When they got home, Li Du planned on going straight to bed. He’d experimented with flying the bug for quite some time and was exhausted again.

Hans tapped his shoulder before he could go to his room and smiled suggestively. ”Bro, it’s fun playing with your own hands, isn’t it? I suggest that you go get a real girl. You won’t get addicted to the real thing, but you can get addicted to just doing it to yourself.”

Without missing a beat, Li Du gave him the middle finger. ”Ah Meow,” he said to the ocelot. ”Scratch him!”

Hans laughed heartily. ”No way. Me and Ah Meow- sh*t!”

Without hesitation, Ah Meow hobbled over and swung its claws at Hans, tearing his track pants to shreds and leaving some bloody scratches on his skin.

It hurt like hell, and Hans rushed to get some disinfectant to clean his wounds, stunned and enraged. ”Ah Meow, how could you? Who bought tuna for you? Who bought salmon for you? Who bought shark meat for you? You ungrateful creature!”

Ah Meow looked at Li Du. ”Meoooww! Meoooww!” Its eyes remained clear and bright, and within them was a hint of humanlike wisdom that had not been there before.

Hans didn’t seem to notice it. Li Du stared at the cat and wondered. The bug had burrowed into Ah Meow’s head and grown wings. It looked as if Ah Meow had undergone some changes too.

He had guessed correctly. After bringing Ah Meow into the room, he decided to try ordering the cat again. ”Go close the door.”

Ah Meow stared at him, appearing confused. He pointed at the door and gestured as if closing something. Instantly, Ah Meow hobbled back over and pounced on the door so that it shut.

”Go, Ah Meow, bring that book for me. No, not the National Geographic. Not that astrology book either. Yes, that’s the one,” Li Du chuckled. ”Playboy magazine.”

Getting the book, Li Du stretched onto his bed like some lord and waved his hand. ”Go, Ah Meow, get me a glass of water.”

Ah Meow looked at the water canteen and blinked. It sat down, not following the order.

Li Du also felt that this particular instruction was too difficult. He removed his shoes and pointed towards the shoe rack. ”Ah Meow, put this on the shoe rack.”

Ah Meow ran over. Just as Li Du was feeling excited about owning such an intelligent pet, Ah Meow picked up the shoes with its teeth and jumped onto the windowsill, flinging them out without hesitation.

Seeing this, he screamed. ”Sh*t, my Nike shoes!”

Under that window was a drain!

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Having slept soundly until daybreak, Li Du went outside to exercise and saw a rare sight. Hans was not just awake, but squatting on the lawn by the doorway, examining a cabinet.

Seeing this, Li Du greeted him. ”Morning, mate! You’re working hard today. Is this the first time you’re seeing the Flagstaff sunrise this year?

Hans yawned, saying, ”Shit, don’t insult me. I often leave the clubs to go home at half past six in the morning. I’ve seen many sunrises at this time of the day!”

Li Du just stared at him.

He eventually left for a run while Hans turned in for the morning.