Yuan Zhou was busy in full swing, but Wu Hai seemed to have entered a creative slump. Of course, he had no desire to create when he had not eaten all day and only drank water.
Wu Hai's manager is a capable man named Zheng Jiawei, although he is a bit effeminate because he loves to cry, like now.
"Xiaohai, you said that we have been together for so many years, and your stomach ailment finally got better, and you started to suffer again." Zheng Jiawei said with a sad look on his face, wiping away tears.
"How many times have I told you to speak properly? Get out if you talk like that." Wu Hai said without mercy.
"Then you eat this rice first. I bought it from the Huangting Hotel. Didn't you like their abalone sauce rice very much before? It's fresh and still hot." Zheng Jiawei was not afraid of Wu Hai's violent temper at all. A good-natured advice.
"I told you a long time ago that I won't eat anymore. We'll talk about it tomorrow." Wu Hai sat aside and flipped through an art magazine without even looking at it.
Zheng Jiawei carefully took two steps forward, picked up the magazine from Wu Hai's hand, took the food and put it in front of him.
"I'm telling you, you can't do this. There's a painting exhibition coming soon. You're still five paintings short of completion, and you're still on a hunger strike. Tell me what you want to do." Zheng Jiawei looked at the messy studio in front of him. Couldn't help but start chattering again.
Generally speaking, there are two residents on one floor, but Wu Hai is the only one here. He bought the entire second floor and opened it up. One is used as a studio and the other is used as a lounge. The studio is usually quite tidy and everything is basically in its own place. Return to you all.
Now there are only drawing papers flying everywhere, some torn into pieces, some tangled up, and all kinds of scattered on the ground. The key is that Wuhai doesn't let anyone clean it up at all. Zheng Jiawei knows this and can't even walk. Be cautious for fear of stepping on it.
"Go back, it's too noisy." Wu Hai pointed directly at the door and said after the magazine was taken away.
"Xiao Hai, please eat something. Just treat it like I'm begging you." Zheng Jiawei, a grown man, was so humble. If Wu Hai hadn't been used to it, he would have gotten goosebumps all over his body.
"I really don't understand why Xiaolin likes you like this." Wu Hai stood up and said irritably.
"Honey likes me like this because I am responsible." Speaking of his girlfriend, Zheng Jiawei immediately showed a sweet smile.
"It's so disgusting, let's go, let's go." Wu Hai said immediately unable to bear it.
"Okay Xiaohai, they are closed for renovations, so you should eat something else first. How will you have the strength to draw without eating?" Zheng Jiawei said earnestly.
"If you don't want to eat, leave quickly." Wu Hai had a tough attitude.
"Hey, it seems that I can only ask Xiaolin to come and see my brother. I don't want Xiaolin to worry, but..." Seeing Wu Hai's determined look, Zheng Jiawei took out his mobile phone and prepared to make a call.
"Okay, I get it. You can eat it. Get out of here." Wu Hai's tone became even worse and he shouted directly.
"Xiao Hai, please remember to drink soup to warm your stomach first, then eat, and have breakfast and rest." Zheng Jiawei smiled and explained carefully.
Wu Hai didn't say a word during this period, and he didn't know if he heard it.
There was a "bang" sound of the door closing, and Zheng Jiawei left with peace of mind. Every time he threatened Xiaolin, Wu Hai always obeyed.
But it seemed that it didn't work this time. As soon as Zheng Jiawei left, Wu Hai immediately stood up and smelled the food on the table.
"It smells really bad, it smells like MSG." Wu Hai put everything in a garbage bag in disgust.
"Pap tap tap" I walked to the lounge with my slippers in hand, and lay down on the bed, starting to be in a daze.
Wu Hai is a painter, one of the top among the younger generation. This is the second painting exhibition in his life. It is very important. It is so important that Wu Hai is very anxious every day and would not be able to eat without Yuan Zhou's shop.
There are only two months left before the exhibition, and Wu Hai still lacks two theme paintings and the other three paintings. This workload is not a big one. Art needs inspiration most. I haven’t eaten anything. How can I find inspiration when I’m hungry? .
"Trouble!" Wu Hai was lying down, then suddenly sat up and shouted loudly.
Wu Hai looked like an artist now. His clothes were stained with paint, his face was so smooth and clean, and his mustache that he usually cherished was all messy, not to mention his hair.
"Da da da" walked to the window and looked at the decoration workers who were still busy outside. Wu Hai became irritated and tore up a half-finished painting.
Yuanzhou, who was worried about Wu Hai, was receiving the gift package.
After completing the task, the rewards have been accumulated twice but have not been claimed and checked.
This time it is worthy of being called a gift bag, and it actually contains two things, one is a vessel for wine tasting, and the other is the protagonist wine.
The vessel rewarded this time is the best for drinking wine.
Moreover, three sets were awarded at once, with three patterns of plum, orchid and bamboo painted on them.
The wine jug is divided into wine jugs. One bottle can hold up to five taels, and each cup is equipped with three cups.
They are all made of fine porcelain, which is thin and delicate. It is slightly translucent when picked up by hand. The pattern on the cup can still be vaguely seen. It can be seen that each one is carefully crafted.
"How come there are only three of the four gentlemen of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum?" Yuan Zhou asked curiously.
However, the system did not respond and did not answer.
"Boss Yuan, Boss Yuan, do you think you need to cover this place to avoid dust?" Yuan Zhou, who was on the second floor, suddenly heard Master Feng's voice below.
"Dong dong dong" quickly went downstairs.
"Is it ready outside?" Yuan Zhou was a little surprised.
"It's done. It'll be done in a while. This is a small job. Do you want to cover it up in this shop?" Master Feng said with a smile, his body was stained with lime.
"Master Feng is indeed a veteran. If you're sorry, I'll just cover the kitchen." Yuan Zhou nodded, took out a large curtain from the counter, and started to cover it.
"I'm here to help Boss Yuan. This is the last bit today. Just repair it tomorrow." Master Feng took over the large screen and spoke seriously about the decoration progress.
"Well, I'll bother you, Master Feng." Yuan Zhou said politely.
"No trouble, Master Yuan is attentive. We are all attentive. Don't worry, I will make it beautiful for you." Master Feng said very proudly.
The two of them held the curtain, and Master Feng led his people to knock on the wall. He used the most time-consuming and labor-intensive method, taking off the rotor piece by piece, and then started repairing it.
Yuanzhou looked at the new rewards in his mind.
The system now reads: "The wine reward is Pitong wine, which is brewed with live bamboo."
And these are the reasons why Yuan Zhou didn't receive the reward all at once. This live bamboo must be planted on the second floor of the tavern, and the top is now bare, so naturally a few strange bamboos cannot appear out of thin air.
Of course, there is no need to worry now. With the cover of other bamboos, everything will be fine.
Let’s look at other rewards... (.,, your support is my biggest motivation.) 19830124