"I'm thinking about how to draw other lines of sight," answered Wuhai subconsciously.
"Uncle Mustache, lower your head. I can't see you like this," said the little girl while tugging at the corner of Wuhai's clothes when she saw Wuhai was talking with his head raised.
"Go get the sculpture." Wuhai lowered his head and was about to send the little girl away subconsciously.
However, as soon as he lowered his head, Wuhai was a little stunned.
"Uncle Mustache, I might be able to help you. But you have to squat down when you talk. That way, Bei Bei can hear you," said the little girl to Wuhai with a serious expression.
"Squat down and lower my head? Yes, yes, yes. I got it. That's the way. "Wuhai was suddenly enlightened and thought of the perspective to draw from.
Seeing the smile on Wuhai's face, the little girl felt a little strange. Just as she was about to say something, she was carried back into her mother's arms.
"Sorry for disturbing you, little girl," said the young woman with a little embarrassment.
"Don't worry. She's fine. She's fine." Wuhai waved his hand repeatedly and then turned around and ran back upstairs.
Then, the young mother and the little girl were a little stunned. What was going on?
"I'm sorry. He was enlightened by the little girl. Thank you very much." Zheng Jiawei went up and began to help clean up the mess.
"Er …" The young woman was even more confused.
"This little girl is right. When three people walk together, there must be a teacher. You helped that mustache uncle just now." Zheng Jiawei lowered his head and said seriously to the little girl.
"Really? That's great. "The little girl immediately revealed a big smile.
"Yes, I did help." Zheng Jiawei nodded affirmatively.
"Mom, look. I helped others." The little girl immediately turned to her mother to ask for praise.
And Zheng Jiawei revealed a grateful smile to the young woman. Only then did the young woman feel relieved and began to praise her daughter.
"It seems that there will be dinner tonight." Yuan Zhou put down the sculpture in his hand and said secretly.
Yuan Zhou's idea was very correct, but Wuhai arrived before dinner time.
He only stayed in his studio for more than an hour before he came back.
"Boss Yuan, it's time to eat." Wu Hai looked at Yuan Zhou seriously.
Yuan Zhou nodded and said, "Yes, when the time is right."
"I think I'm hungry," Wu Hai said seriously.
"Eat more later," Yuan Zhou continued.
"Don't you have anything to say?" Wu Hai looked at Yuan Zhou with a pained expression.
"No." Yuan Zhou shook his head decisively.
Then, Wuhai became listless. Fortunately, Zheng Jiawei came back with porridge.
Wu Hai ate a little and then managed to hold on until dinner time.
After that, Wu Hai started a new observation mode. He took a cushion and sat directly outside the door of Yuanzhou Shop. He only ate one meal a day, which was lunch.
"This guy really works hard." Ling Hong looked at Wu Hai who was sitting outside the door and said.
"That's for sure. After all, he's an artist." Jiang Changxi nodded her head.
"It's rare to see Brother Wu work so hard. I'm really not used to it," Tang Xi said with an awkward tone while eating the Egg Fried Rice.
"You are not used to no one fighting for your food, right?" Manman said smilingly at the side.
"I think it's because the food in Boss Yuan's restaurant is nutritious. Otherwise, he would probably starve to death." Ling Hong didn't approve of Wu Hai working so hard.
"Artists always have their own ideas and persistence." Manman understood that.
After all, she sometimes had to work on a new type of cake for a whole day. Naturally, she wouldn't be able to eat anything that day.
"Hey, let's eat hotpot tomorrow. Do you want to join us?" Ling Hong walked out of the restaurant and said to Wu Hai who was sitting on the ground.
At the side, Jiang Changxi also came out and looked at them.
Wu Hai raised his head very slowly. He glanced at Ling Hong inch by inch.
"What are you looking at?" Ling Hong knitted his brows and said discontentedly.
"I see. Look at you. When you speak, you raise your chin unconsciously. You look like you deserve a beating." Wu Hai said earnestly.
"I don't want to talk to you. You'd better not go." Ling Hong was instantly furious. He turned around and left immediately.
Wu Hai muttered something to himself. Jiang Changxi didn't hear it. When she saw him look at her, she immediately said, "Don't talk. I just want to say one thing. Boss Yuan will go there tomorrow."
"Ok." Wu Hai nodded the head immediately.
"Um. See you tomorrow." Jiang Changxi nodded the head and then left, too.
"It's really weird to look at people like this." Wu Hai sat cross-legged and revealed a curious expression. That's right.
What Wu Hai had learned from the little girl was to squat down and look at people. Wasn't it a different angle?
"The feeling is quite clear. Interesting." Wu Hai looked at the various people standing in front of the Yuanzhou shop.
Some people kept touching their wallets while waiting in line. It was obvious that they were afraid of losing their wallets.
Some people were talking on the phone. The tone sounded quite sweet, but the corners of their mouth were drooping. Their feet were tapping on the ground lightly impatiently and the other hand was also in their pocket.
Some people stood perfectly straight as if they had been specially trained. Some people were counting the money carefully with their abdomens.
Looking up from the bottom, the faces of the people all became longer. Some people didn't look as polite as they looked from the front, but were full of depression.
"That's great." Wu Hai crossed his arms in front of his chest and revealed a look of excitement.
Usually, Wu Hai would leave as soon as the customers left in the evening. However, he didn't leave this time. Instead, he craned his neck to look into the restaurant and then said loudly.
"Boss Yuan, Boss Yuan, come out quickly." Wu Hai's voice was loud and clear.
Yuan Zhou looked at the lively Wu Hai fixedly. He considered for three seconds and then walked out of the restaurant this time.
"Dinnertime has ended." It was the first sentence that Yuan Zhou said after he came out.
Wu Hai stroked his small mustaches and looked at Yuan Zhou with a solemn and serious look.
As for Yuan Zhou, he didn't have any reaction and just stood there.
About five minutes later, Yuan Zhou said, "You can see it more clearly if you lie down."
Yuan Zhou said lightly. It was hard to tell whether it was dissatisfaction or a pure suggestion.
"Good idea." Once Wu Hai heard that, his eyes lit up. He immediately lay down and started to look at it.
"The sky looks pretty bright here." Wu Hai naturally saw the sky after he lay down.
"Um. The ground is also pretty cold." Yuan Zhou nodded his head and said affirmatively.
"Boss Yuan, it turns out that you are really as indifferent as you appear on the surface. No matter what angle you look at, your indifferent face is still the same." Wu Hai suddenly sat up and said to Yuan Zhou.
"Of course." Yuan Zhou nodded his head deservedly.
"Don't you know how long I have practiced this expression? This is the management of micro-expressions at the level of a movie king. How could he possibly see through it?" Yuan Zhou appeared indifferent, but he was quite proud in his heart.
"Shall we go to pick vegetables tomorrow?" Wu Hai suddenly asked.
"Um." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.
"Great. Let's eat hotpot tomorrow." Wu Hai suddenly jumped up and prepared to leave.
"See you tomorrow." Wu Hai waved his hand while walking towards his own home.
"How vigorous he is." Yuan Zhou was quite curious about a person who could be so energetic even after eating only one meal a day.
Of course, as a prince charming, he wouldn't ask too many questions. That didn't conform to his style. In the outside world, Yuan Zhou always maintained his image of a prince charming.
After all, in this world dominated by young male idols, only a prince charming could compete with others.
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