"The movements are stiff, the lines are deliberate, the eyes are sloppy, the expression is restrained, and the tone is out of tune, even a three-year-old child can tell at a glance that you are imitating the Solstice people."

Eula mercilessly criticized Anping's clumsy performance.

"Is there really nothing to be desired?"

Anping, who feels good about himself, is like being struck by lightning.

"If there's anything to be desired, it's probably just your jerky and clumsy feeling."

"How do you explain that?"

Anping couldn't understand Eula's thoughts for a while. I feel that my imitation is bad, but I also feel that this bad is correct. Isn't that a contradiction?

"Imitating the Solphyrd as a Liyue is of course a clumsy performance, but if you imitate the etiquette of the Mondstadt nobility as a Solcan, wouldn't this youth and stiffness be the best disguise?"

Eula's simple explanation made Anping pause.

"And my uncle is an old man who lives in the past, if you don't communicate with him with the etiquette of the Mondstadt nobility, I'm afraid you will be so angry that you can't help but do it after two or three sentences."

Just by changing more than a dozen sets of clothes a day, An Ping can think of how troublesome this old man is.

"So even if it's too late to learn the etiquette of the Mondstadt nobility, you still need to at least memorize these few words, lest you not even be able to speak when you can't speak, wouldn't it be embarrassing."

"Okay."

An Ping rubbed his temples, everything was ready for this, and it was not difficult to memorize a few more lines.

"Ahem."

Eula cleared her throat.

"Greetings to you with the morning dew, my dear friend."

"Poof!"

Looking at Eula's serious appearance, Anping laughed directly.

"Isn't it! Is this how you nobles communicate with each other? What dawn morning dew, what best friends, if it were two big men meeting, wouldn't they really feel shy? ”

Eula closed her eyes and took a deep breath, her chest visibly swelling again.

"Do you want to learn!?"

"Learn! Learn! It's me who was rude! Eula-sensei! ”

An Ping immediately restrained his smile and straightened his attitude.

Half an hour later, dizzy Anping and Eula walked out of the room.

If the nobles had to memorize such complex and embarrassing language just to communicate, Anping felt that he probably wouldn't have become a nobleman in his life.

"But that seems a little inappropriate for the two of us to dress up and act in Mondstadt, right? Not to mention being interrogated by the Knights, the Fatui will be suspicious when they see us two strangers. ”

Anping glanced at Eula, and suddenly remembered that their outfit seemed a bit difficult to walk in Mondstadt.

"Who told you we're going to be in Mondstadt?"

Eula glanced at Anping.

"Huh? Are you the Lawrence family king in terms of land? ”

"What nonsense, my uncle shouldn't be in the family right now, how can he be angry in the city every day when he is arrogant and not treated well by the people of Mondstadt? So I guess he'll probably be overlooking Mondstadt from a small camp on the hill near Springs, and probably daydreaming of recovering the glory of the Lawrence family. ”

At the end, a mocking smile appeared on Eula's lips.

"If he only thinks about it, he will not sin... Let's go. ”

In order to avoid being noticed, Anping and Eula traveled outside the city through the secret passages of Mondstadt, and under Eula's leadership, they came to a mountain near the town of Qingquan.

Sure enough, halfway up the mountain, from a vantage point with a great view, Anping saw Mr. Schubert Lawrence, sitting on the edge of the mountain with his back straight, watching Mondstadt.

Even in this uninhabited environment, this Mr. Schubert is extremely exquisite. He sat upright, there was not a single wrinkle in his clothes, and the mountain wind from the empty mountains did not even blow his hairstyle.

If he hadn't known his bad character, Anping would probably have praised the exquisite old man when he saw him on the street.

But the tattered tent was in stark contrast to the delicate chair beneath his ass.

"Ahem."

An Ping coughed lightly and stepped forward.

"Sorry to disturb you, Mr. Schubert Lawrence. Before you blame me, let me greet you with the morning dew of dawn. ”

I have to say that these lines are extremely awkward, and An Ping is very embarrassed to say.

Schubert just glanced back at him, then continued to look in the direction of Mondstadt. The attitude is very arrogant.

"Hmph, I didn't expect that among the rude and arrogant Fatui there would be a young man like you who knows how to be polite."

"Sure enough, it is Mr. Schubert, and this meeting seems to be bathing in supreme brilliance."

To be honest, just looking at his attitude was unpleasant, and An Ping gritted his teeth and continued to read the lines that made him sick.

"Glory – the glory of the nobility that has survived to this day! You're very discerning. ”

Mr. Schubert was finally willing to turn around and face Anping.

"Didn't I say that, though?! Nothing, you Fatui don't come to me on your own initiative! ”

When he heard this, An Ping's eyelids jumped. Sure enough, Schubert was in collusion with the Fatui.

Even out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Eula's fists behind him were clenched, and An Ping hurriedly moved a few steps to cover Eula's hand.

"I have taken the liberty to come here today just to say hello to our Fatui friends in Mondstadt, and I am sure that Mr. Schubert's magnanimity will not blame him."

At this important time, An Ping put aside all the embarrassment of reading his lines, and the whole person entered the play.

"That's right, the nobles are naturally magnanimous, and I naturally won't bother with you. If you Fatui were like you, this deal might be even more interesting. ”

Hearing this, Schubert was very useful, and the wrinkles on his face were stretched.

Arrogant and ignorant, it inflates into a balloon as soon as it is touted. The Fatui probably couldn't find a more suitable partner in Mondstadt, so they chose this idiot.

"I took the liberty to visit today, so I prepared a little insignificant consideration for Mr. Schubert, a small gift, not a tribute, please accept it."

An Ping stepped forward and handed out the packaged pickles and fried meat with both hands.

Schubert took it, and just sniffed it, and a light flashed between his eyes.

"Deer hunter's pickle fried meat! Sure enough, it's not pretending, it's really hard work! The Fatui must be full of talents like you, and there is no way to take a small knight order until now! ”

"If you can please Mr. Schubert, then the preparation will be worth it."

The bait had been dropped, and An Ping was unusually calm at this time, waiting for the time for the fish to take the bait.