Yuanzhou held his breath and listened carefully to Wu Hai's ramble.
"I didn't expect you to be so verbose." Yuan Zhou sighed and said helplessly.
"It's so long-winded, that's because you don't understand anything." Wu Hai said unceremoniously.
"Well, now, how do you study and what time do you arrange." Yuanzhou automatically ignored Wu Hai's complaints.
"Pfft." Ling Hong couldn't help laughing.
"What are you laughing at? Do you understand?" Before Yuan Zhou could get angry, Wu Hai got angry first.
"It's okay, you go on, of course I don't understand, I don't understand." Facing Wu Hai's serious look, Ling Hong covered his mouth and took a step back.
"You are still self-aware, please step aside." Wu Hai suddenly said something that made Ling Hong dumbfounded.
"Okay, don't interrupt." Ling Hong said and walked out of the door quickly. It was still early for Wu Haihou to know what was going on with Yuan Zhou, and of course he would not stay any longer.
Then there was a burst of laughter from outside, and it was undoubtedly Ling Hong's voice.
"Cat cake." Yuan Zhou suddenly said.
"What's the disease?" Wu Hai is also an outdated young man who doesn't use the Internet.
"It's nothing, you continue." Yuan Zhou said with a serious face.
"Keep talking, you don't know anything, let me teach you something." Wu Hai glanced at Yuan Zhou angrily.
"You just agreed." Yuan Zhou's tone was straightforward and he did not rush.
"I didn't say no." Wu Hai glanced at Yuan Zhou and suddenly took out a marker pen from his pants.
"Do you have a blank piece of paper? I don't want the kind of paper you used to ask for leave." Wu Hai specifically warned him. After all, seeing an A4 paper like this now means that he won't be able to have a good meal today.
I'm almost allergic to it.
"Your pocket is very big." Yuanzhou first looked at Wu Hai's pocket curiously, and then took out a notebook from the cabinet below.
"Your cabinet is even more amazing. It actually has a notebook like this." Wu Hai looked at the Winnie the Pooh on it with disgust.
"What do you want this for?" Yuan Zhou changed the subject in a disguised manner. He would not say that his hobby was watching animal cartoons, which was inconsistent with his image of a cold and aloof male god.
"I'll make a list of books for you. You can buy them yourself. After you finish reading them, I'll teach you. You should finish reading them in three days." Wu Hai said without raising his head.
The marker made a scratching sound on the notebook. He wrote two pages in total before Wu Hai stopped.
Although the handwriting written with a marker will be relatively large, there are eleven books in two pages, and it is not a small amount to read in three days. It seems that Wu Hai calculated it based on his own reading speed.
"That's it, go buy it." Wu Hai said decisively.
Yuan Zhou took the book and was a little confused. He could understand the other "Rodin's Theory of Art", "Art Philosophy", "Da Vinci's Theory of Painting", "On the Eternity of Art", but this "Kindergarten Art Education" ", "Kindergarten Art and Handicraft Textbook" What the hell is this? There are five books similar to this, of course not for kindergarten, but also for elementary and junior high schools.
"What are these?" Yuan Zhou pointed at these books and asked seriously.
"Help you understand the basics, otherwise you still want to learn to fly directly?" Wu Hai glanced at him and said calmly.
"I'm an adult." Yuanzhou tried his best to resist the urge to turn back and grab the knife, and said very rationally. Of course, it would be more convincing if he didn't hold a carving knife in his hand.
"Why don't you believe me?" Wu Hai frowned and said seriously.
As for whether he feels secretly happy or not, only he knows.
"Let's talk about your conditions." Yuan Zhou took a deep breath and said calmly.
"Speaking of which, I am also a famous young painter with a high net worth. Since I am teaching you, I must charge some tuition, otherwise I will lose the price." Wu Hai thought about it for a while, and then said in a self-proclaimed way.
"The important thing is how much does it cost?" Yuanzhou is really not bad at asking for money.
"Why do I want that thing? It's not this." Wu Hai said in disgust.
With his worth, a painting can easily cost tens of millions. If inspiration occasionally breaks out, it won't cost more than 10 to 20 million at auction.
"What is that?" Yuan Zhou asked obediently.
"The only thing we are equal about is your cooking skills. So you teach me how to cook, and I teach you how to paint, so we're even." Wu Hai looked like you were taking advantage.
But I felt uneasy in my heart.
If Yuan Zhou hadn't sent him to his door to learn painting, he would have found an opportunity to make such a request. Now it can be said that he is getting what he wants, but he can't show it.
"I refuse." Yuan Zhou refused.
Although his cooking skills are directly injected from the system, it is like having internal strength and moves that can be used directly, but it also requires practice to make perfect, and it is of course no problem to teach people at the master level, but he only knows a dozen dishes. Grandmasters are relatively rare.
"Why." Wu Hai was a little surprised, but it was also expected.
"I studied composition." Yuan Zhou pointed out directly that such a transaction was completely unreasonable and unfair.
"But composition is the foundation of painting. Without composition, painting is useless. The transaction is fair." Wu Hai said in a serious tone, pretending that Yuan Zhou didn't understand.
"Why do you want to learn how to cook?" Yuan Zhou frowned and did not refute.
"I'm going out for a few days. The art exhibition is about to start. I won't be back for at least a month." Wu Hai sighed and said helplessly.
"Oh?" Yuan Zhou was a little surprised. This was the first time he heard that he had an art exhibition.
"Well, you can't deliver outside here, otherwise even if you buy a helicopter, you have to send it to the capital." Wu Hai stroked his mustache as if considering the feasibility.
"No take-out." Yuan Zhou directly broke his expectations and successfully earned Wu Hai's contempt.
"In a word, there is no exchange. Although I don't know what you are doing by learning composition, I can say that in my young life, I have never been able to match my painting skills." Wu Hai was very confident.
In one aspect, he is quite similar to Yuan Zhou, both are confident.
"Okay, but you have to listen to me and teach for only three days." Yuan Zhou touched his forehead and agreed when he saw that Wu Hai looked indifferent but actually looked nervous.
"No problem, you have the final say on cooking skills." Wu Hai secretly breathed a sigh of relief and readily agreed.
"Now let's talk about your cooking skills. Do you have the foundation?" Yuan Zhou said in a calm tone.
"No, knowing how to make instant noodles doesn't count." Wu Hai thought about his craftsmanship, and it seemed that he only knew how to make instant noodles.
"How much do you know about basic heat, knife skills, seasoning, moderate and even paste paste, correct recognition and control of oil temperature, accurate and timely feeding of ingredients, knife skills, spoon skills, mashing, and butchering?" Yuan Zhou's face was serious and he was not joking at all. He said a long list of names directly, with a slow tone and clear enunciation, ensuring that Wu Hai could hear them clearly.
"I always feel that these words are a bit familiar. Is it an illusion?" Wu Hai looked up at Yuan Zhou and muttered softly.
Yuan Zhou looked serious on the outside, but in his heart there was a villain who looked up to the sky and howled. He looked up at the sky. Who would the sky spare? ! (.,,, your support is my biggest motivation.) 16-10-20 11:21:07