"Do you all fail in arithmetic?" Wan stroked her temples and looked at them in surprise.
"What's the matter?" Manman looked at Wan with puzzlement.
"Little Jiang, you don't know either?" Wan stared at Manman for quite a while and then turned to Jiang Changxi and asked.
"What?" Jiang Changxi was also puzzled.
"So, you don't know either, right?" Wan didn't expect much from Ling Hong.
"I don't know what you are talking about." Ling Hong shrugged.
Wan sighed helplessly. Then, even Wuhai looked at her curiously. Yuan Zhou was quite sensitive to the word "mathematics", therefore he also pricked up his ears to listen to her.
"There are 30 people in total. If six of them abstain, the votes for the eight servings of fruits will be the same. Even if the votes are less, there will be seven servings of fruits," Wan said earnestly.
"So, Manman, did you calculate the accounts of the restaurant correctly?" Wan looked at Manman worriedly.
After all, Manman ran a dessert shop. She needed to calculate the accounts regularly.
"Let's not talk about it. It's useless even if we know. There are only two kinds of fruits now," Ling Hong replied first and said naturally.
"Exactly. It's a foregone conclusion. It's useless to talk about it." Wuhai stroked his small mustaches and revealed a manner of indifference.
He had totally forgotten that he had agreed with Manman's opinion of six servings of fruits just now.
As for Yuan Zhou, he stiffened for a while and then continued to prepare the dishes as if nothing had happened.
"I must have been led astray by Manman, this girl who doesn't know how to count. After all, I have been to a university." Yuan Zhou thought confidently in the heart.
"Sigh. My fruits are gone just like that." Wuhai looked up and heaved a long sigh.
However, since he was in the Yuanzhou shop, he could only see the ceiling when he raised his head. At first glance, Wuhai was stunned.
"Huh?" Wuhai let out a soft cry of surprise. He raised his head and didn't lower his head.
After a while, he stood up and paced around the shop twice.
"Is he crazy?" Ling Hong looked at the strange behavior of Wuhai and asked Jiang Changxi in surprise.
"It's highly possible. After all, this person basically doesn't eat the food cooked by others anymore." Jiang Changxi nodded her head in a seemingly serious manner.
"That's true. Then why did he go crazy over a few fruits?" Ling Hong asked again to confirm.
"What do you want to do?" Manman had a strange look on his face.
Indeed. Although Ling Hong had a good relationship with Wuhai in normal times, it wasn't to the extent that he cared about him so much. Now, there was definitely a conspiracy.
"Oh my god. Boss Yuan, look at Wuhai. He has gone crazy." Ling Hong bared his teeth at Manman and then turned his head and said to Yuan Zhou.
"Nothing. He is thinking about life." Yuan Zhou raised his head and took a look at Wuhai and then said affirmatively.
"What kind of life lesson does he have to think about? Boss Yuan, take out those fruits from last night. I will go and persuade him." Ling Hong talked nonsense with a prim manner.
"He doesn't need it." After saying that, Yuan Zhou continued what he was doing and didn't answer him anymore.
"He actually failed. Wuhai is really useless." Ling Hong shrugged and took a look at Wuhai discontentedly.
"I've never expected you to be such a person, Ling Hong." Manman looked at Ling Hong and shook her head.
That's right. Ling Hong and other customers in the restaurant could all see that Wuhai seemed to have some thoughts. Therefore, they didn't want to disturb him.
However, Ling Hong just wanted to cheat some fruits to eat, but he failed. However, he had intentionally lowered his voice when he spoke just now.
"Interesting. It seems that I can draw another painting." Wuhai raised his hand and prepared to stroke his mustaches, but he touched his neck instead.
Only then did he realize that he was still raising his head. Only then did he lower his head.
"Pa Da Pa Da". Wuhai walked out of the restaurant in quick steps. It was a little cold outside, but it was sunny today.
Wuhai began to walk around the restaurant in circles.
"What angle should I use this time? What perspective can I draw that kind of feeling from?" Wuhai stroked his mustaches and then walked around the Yuanzhou Shop quickly.
"Great. Inspiration really came." Ling Hong shrugged and then walked out of the restaurant.
Wuhai was always like that. Whenever inspiration came and it was about the Yuanzhou Shop, he would always observe the restaurant in various ways.
Last time, Wuhai had observed the painting from the window of the second floor for one whole week before he started to draw it.
Once inspiration came, he would never eat or drink. Only when he had a train of thought would he be able to draw it. Now, Wuhai fell into such a situation again.
The regular customers of the restaurant had gotten used to it. Even Yuan Zhou had gotten used to it.
That was how artists were.
"I wonder what I can draw this time." Jiang Changxi nevertheless revealed a curious expression.
"I'm more concerned about how much the painting is worth." Manman burst into laughter and said jokingly.
"Never mind. Anyway, I can't afford it." Wan said with a relaxed tone.
"Wan, you can't hurt me like that." Manman looked at Wan pitifully with a bitter expression.
"No. I'm talking about myself." Wan nodded her head affirmatively.
The several people walked away while chatting. They didn't say hello to Wuhai on purpose and just let him search for his inspiration alone.
Last time, he just stood on the windowsill of the second floor and didn't wander around in front of the customers. As a result, the customers weren't familiar with him. Therefore, they knew that Wuhai was a crazy painter.
But they didn't have an intuitive feeling. But he did this time.
For the next two days, Wuhai just stood at the door of the Yuanzhou Shop. It wasn't strange that he stood there. What was strange was that he didn't go in to eat.
Even during the three meal times, he stood at the door. That was really surprising.
In the end, Yuan Zhou called Zheng Jiawei. However, it didn't work. There was only one more person standing at the door.
"He doesn't eat?" In the afternoon, Yuan Zhou knitted his brows and asked Zheng Jiawei while looking at him.
"He probably hasn't found the inspiration yet. Once he does, he will eat." Zheng Jiawei came to Yuan Zhou and said naturally.
At that time, Wuhai had already started to wander around again. Moreover, he was still thinking hard.
"Um. Remember to feed it water." Yuan Zhou thought that since Broth could survive by eating the broth, Wuhai should be able to do the same.
After that, Yuan Zhou started to sculpt. Of course, since Wuhai was wandering around at the door, the door of the restaurant was open. Therefore, it wasn't so cold in front of the door.
In a little while, the elementary school was dismissed. As usual, many children came to get the sculptures.
"Mom, look at that small mustache uncle. He has been here for a long time." A little girl with a ponytail pointed at Wuhai and asked.
"That uncle is thinking about something very important." The girl helped carry the little girl's schoolbag. On hearing that, she squatted down and said gently.
"Maybe I can help him." As the little girl often came to sculpt, she knew Wuhai. Of course, she didn't know his name.
After saying that, the little girl ran to Wuhai.
"Small mustache uncle, what do you want to know? Maybe I know. My teacher said that if three people walk together, one must be my teacher. " The little girl spoke very quickly. Before her mother could stop her, the little girl had already told Wu Hai what she wanted to say.
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