Yuan Zhou held his breath and listened to Wuhai's long-winded words carefully.
"I didn't expect you to be so long-winded." Yuan Zhou sighed and said helplessly.
"I'm long-winded because you don't know anything." Wuhai said unreservedly.
"Humm. Now, how do I learn? How do you arrange the time?" Yuan Zhou automatically ignored Wuhai's ridicule.
"Pu." Ling Hong couldn't help bursting into laughter.
"What are you laughing at? Do you know anything about it?" Before Yuan Zhou lost his temper, Wuhai had already done so.
"Never mind. You guys continue. Of course I don't know anything. I don't know anything." Facing the earnest manner of Wuhai, Ling Hong directly covered his mouth and took a step back.
"At least you know yourself. Leave now." Wuhai suddenly uttered a sentence that made Ling Hong not know whether to laugh or cry.
"Okay. I won't bother you." While saying that, Ling Hong walked out of the door with quick steps. He had already known what Yuan Zhou wanted to talk to Wuhai for. Of course, he wouldn't stay there any longer.
Then, there came a burst of laughter from outside. It was undoubtedly the voice of Ling Hong.
"Cat biscuit." Yuan Zhou uttered.
"What disease?" Wuhai was also an outdated young man who didn't surf the Internet.
"Nothing. You can continue." Yuan Zhou said with a serious expression.
"Continue my ass. You don't know anything. How can I teach you?" Wuhai took a look at Yuan Zhou angrily.
"You agreed just now." Yuan Zhou spoke bluntly and didn't urge him at all.
"I didn't say I wouldn't." Wuhai took a look at Yuan Zhou and suddenly took out a marker pen from his pants.
"Do you have any white paper? I don't want the kind that you used to ask for leave." Wuhai specially reminded him. After all, if he saw such A4 paper now, he wouldn't be able to eat well today.
He was simply allergic to it.
"You have a big pocket." Yuan Zhou first looked curiously at Wuhai's pocket, then took out a notebook from the cabinet below.
"Your cabinet is even more magical. There's actually a notebook, and it's even this kind of notebook." Wuhai looked at the Winnie the Pooh on the cabinet in disdain.
"What do you want this for?" Yuan Zhou tried to change the topic. He wouldn't say that his hobby was watching animations. It didn't match his image as a cool prince charming.
"I will make a list of books for you. You can go and buy them yourself. After you finish reading them, I will teach you. You should finish reading them in three days," Wuhai said without raising his head.
The marker pen made a "shua shua" sound on the notebook. He wrote a total of two pages before Wuhai stopped.
Although the words written with a marker pen were relatively large, there were still 11 books on two pages. To finish reading in three days was not a small amount. It seemed that Wu Hai had calculated it based on his reading speed.
"That's it. Go and buy them." Wuhai said decisively and affirmatively.
Yuan Zhou received the book and was a little dumbfounded. He could understand the other books such as Rodin's Art Theory, Art Philosophy, Da Vinci's Art Theory, and On the Eternity of Art. But what the hell were Kindergarten Art Education and Kindergarten Art and Handicraft Teaching Material? Moreover, there were five similar books. Of course, they weren't for kindergarten, but for elementary school and junior high school.
"What are these?" Yuan Zhou pointed at the books and asked seriously.
"To help you understand the basics. Otherwise, do you want to learn how to fly directly?" Wuhai stretched his head and took a look at the books and said calmly.
"I'm an adult." Yuan Zhou tried his best to resist the urge to turn around and take the knife and said reasonably. Of course, it would be more convincing if he didn't have a carving knife in his hand.
"Why don't you believe me?" Wuhai knitted his brows and said with a serious expression.
As for whether he felt happy in his heart, only he knew.
"Tell me your conditions." Yuan Zhou took a deep breath and said calmly.
"Speaking of which, I'm also a famous young painter with a high social status. Since I'm teaching you, I definitely need to charge you some tuition fees. Otherwise, I'll lower my social status." Wuhai considered for a while and said that first to raise his social status.
"The point is, how much do you want?" Yuan Zhou didn't lack money at all.
"What do I want that for? It's not this." Wuhai said with a tone of dislike.
With his social status, a painting of his could easily be worth more than millions of RMB. Occasionally, when he was inspired, he would be auctioned for more than 10 or 20 million RMB.
"Then what is it?" Yuan Zhou asked readily.
"The only thing that's equal between us is your culinary skills. How about this? You teach me how to cook and I teach you how to paint. We're even." Wuhai revealed a manner of "you're taking advantage of me".
In his heart, however, he was perturbed.
If it weren't for Yuan Zhou coming to him to learn painting from him, he would also find an opportunity to make such a request. Now, it was exactly what he wanted. However, he couldn't show it.
"I refuse." Yuan Zhou refused flatly.
Although his culinary skills were directly instilled into him by the system, just like the internal force and the moves, he could use them directly. However, he still needed practice to make perfect so that he could use them smoothly. Of course, it wasn't a problem for a grandmaster to teach others, but it was rare to see a grandmaster who could only cook a dozen dishes.
"Why?" Wuhai was a little surprised, but it was also within his expectation.
"What I learn is composition." Yuan Zhou pointed out straightforwardly that such a deal was totally unreasonable and unfair.
"But composition is the foundation of painting. Without composition, you can't paint at all. The deal is very fair." Wuhai took advantage of the fact that Yuan Zhou didn't know anything about it and said that in a seemingly serious manner.
"What do you learn to cook for?" Yuan Zhou knitted his brows and didn't refute him.
"I'm going out for a few days. The art exhibition is about to start and I won't be back for at least one month." Wuhai let out a sigh and said helplessly.
"Oh?" Yuan Zhou was a little surprised. It was the first time for him to hear that he was going to have an art exhibition.
"Um. You can't take the dishes out. Otherwise, I will buy a helicopter and send them to the capital city." Wuhai stroked his small mustaches and seemed to be considering the feasibility.
"No take-out." Yuan Zhou directly broke his expectation and successfully earned Wuhai's contempt.
"Just tell me. Are you going to make an exchange or not? Although I don't know why you learn composition, I can say that among the young generation, no one can be my opponent in painting." Wuhai was quite confident.
In a way, he was quite similar to Yuan Zhou, both of them were very confident.
"Ok. But you have to listen to everything I say. I can only teach you for three days." Yuan Zhou stroked his forehead and agreed when he found Wuhai appeared to be indifferent but actually nervous.
"No problem. You have the final say on the culinary skills." Wuhai let out a sigh of relief inwardly and agreed readily.
"Now tell me about your cooking. Do you have any foundation?" Yuan Zhou said with a plain tone.
"No. Does it count if I can make instant noodles?" Wuhai thought of his own craftsmanship and remembered that he could only make instant noodles.
"How much do you know about the basic heat control, knife skills, seasoning, proper uniformity of paste, correct recognition and control of oil temperature, accurate and timely feeding, knife skills, ladle skills, battering and butchering?" With a solemn expression, Yuan Zhou didn't appear to be joking at all. He straightforwardly reported a long list of names with a slow and clear tone to ensure Wuhai could hear him clearly.
"I feel these words are a little familiar. Is it an illusion?" Wuhai raised his head and took a look at Yuan Zhou and murmured in a low voice.
Although Yuan Zhou appeared solemn on the surface, there was a little man howling to the sky in his heart. He raised his head and looked at the sky. Who would the heavens spare?!
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