Chapter 195 The Counterattack Came so Fast

? Yuan Zhou held his breath and listened carefully to Wu Hai's ramble.

"I didn't expect you to be so long-winded." Yuan Zhou sighed and said helplessly.

"It's long-winded, that's because you don't understand anything." Wu Hai said unceremoniously.

"Well, now, how to learn, what time do you arrange." Yuan Zhou automatically ignored Wu Hai's complaints.

"Pfft." Ling Hong couldn't help laughing out loud.

"What are you laughing at, do you understand?" Before Yuanzhou got angry, Wu Hai started to get angry.

"It's alright, you guys continue, of course I don't understand, I don't understand." Facing Wu Hai's serious look, Ling Hong directly covered his mouth and took a step back.

"It's fairly self-aware, let me step back." Wu Hai suddenly said something that made Ling Hong laugh or cry.

"Okay, don't bother." Ling Hong said, and walked out of the door quickly. After he already knew what was going on in Yuanzhou, it was too early for Wuhai. Of course, he would not stay any longer.

Then there was a burst of laughter outside, no doubt it was Ling Hong's voice.

"Cat cake." Yuan Zhou said.

"What's wrong?" Wu Hai is also an outdated young man who doesn't use the Internet.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.

"Go on, you don't know anything, I'll teach you a ghost." Wu Hai glanced at Yuan Zhou angrily.

"You just agreed." Yuan Zhou's tone was flat and straightforward, not pressing.

"No talk, no pay." Wu Hai glanced at Yuan Zhou, and suddenly took out a marker from his big pants.

"Is there any blank paper? I don't want the kind of paper you ask for leave." Wu Hai specifically warned, after all, he saw 4 pieces of paper like this, which meant that he didn't want to eat well today.

I'm just allergic to it.

"Your pocket is huge." Yuan Zhou first looked at Wu Hai's pocket curiously, and then took out a notebook from the cabinet below.

"Your cabinet is even more amazing, there are notebooks, or this." Wu Hai looked at the Winnie the Pooh above with disgust.

"What do you want this to do?" Yuan Zhou disguised the topic. He wouldn't say that his hobby was watching this kind of animal cartoon.

This is inconsistent with his usual image of a cold male god.

"I'll make a list for you, buy it yourself, and I'll teach you after reading it. You should finish reading it in three days." Wu Hai said without raising his head.

The marker rubbed the notebook "swipe" to make a sound, and Wu Hai stopped after writing two pages in total.

Although the handwriting written by the marker pen will be relatively large, there are eleven books on two pages. After reading it in three days, it is not a small amount. It seems that Wu Hai calculated according to his own reading speed.

"That's all, go buy it." Wu Hai said decisively.

Yuan Zhou took the book and was a little confused. He could still understand the other Rodin's art theory, art philosophy, Da Vinci's painting theory, and the eternity of art, but what the hell is this kindergarten art education and kindergarten art and handicraft textbook? things, and there are five books similar to this, of course not kindergartens, but also elementary and junior high schools.

"What are these?" Yuan Zhou pointed at the books and asked with a serious expression.

"Help you understand the basics, otherwise you still want to learn to fly directly?" Wu Hai stretched his head and glanced at it, and said very calmly.

"I'm an adult." Yuan Zhou tried his best to resist the urge to turn back and take the knife, and said 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 or not he has a dark heart, only he himself knows.

"Let's talk about your conditions." Yuan Zhou took a deep breath and said calmly.

"Speaking of which, I'm also a well-known young painter, and my worth is not low. Since I teach you, I will definitely need to charge some tuition fees, otherwise I will drop the price." Wu Hai thought about it, and first said with a self-proclaimed worth.

"The point is how much is it?" Yuanzhou was not bad for asking for money.

"Why do I want that thing, not this." Wu Hai said with disgust.

With his worth, a single painting can cost more than tens of millions. Occasionally, when inspiration breaks out, it will not be 10 or 20 million at auction.

"What is that?" Yuan Zhou asked politely.

"The only thing we have equal is your cooking skills, so you teach me how to cook, and I teach you how to draw, so it's even." Wu Hai looked like you were taking advantage.

My heart was apprehensive.

If Yuan Zhou himself hadn't come to him to learn painting, he would have also found an opportunity to make such a request. Now it can be said that he is in the middle of the plan, but he can't show it.

"I refuse." Yuan Zhou refused.

Although his cooking skills are directly poured into the system, as if he has internal strength and moves, he can use them directly, but he also needs practice to make perfect, so he can be successful. Of course, there is no problem with teaching people at the master level, but he will only have a dozen dishes. Masters are relatively rare.

"Why." Wu Hai was a little surprised, but he was expected.

"What I learned is composition." Yuan Zhou pointed out directly that such a transaction is completely unreasonable and unfair.

"But composition is the foundation of painting. Without composition, the deal is fair." Wu Hai pretended to be serious because he didn't understand Yuanzhou.

"What do you learn to cook?" Yuan Zhou frowned and did not refute.

"I'm going out for a few days, the art exhibition is about to start, and I won't be back for at least a month." Wu Hai sighed and said helplessly.

"Oh" Yuan Zhou was a little surprised, it was the first time he heard that he had an art exhibition.

"Well, you can't deliver here, otherwise, even if you buy a helicopter, you will have to send it to the capital." Wu Hai stroked his moustache as if considering the feasibility.

"Refused to take out." Yuanzhou directly broke his expectations and successfully won Wu Hai's contempt.

"In a word, exchange or not, although I don't know what you do when you learn composition, I can say that in my young life, painting has not been my opponent." Wu Hai is very confident.

In a way, he is quite similar to Yuan Zhou, and they are very confident.

"Okay, but you have to listen to me and only teach for three days." Yuan Zhou touched his forehead and saw Wu Hai's indifferent expression, but he was actually nervous, and agreed.

"No problem, you have the final say in cooking." Wu Hai heaved a sigh of relief and readily agreed.

"Then tell me now that you learn how to cook, do you have a foundation?" Yuan Zhou said in a flat tone.

"No, it's not enough to know instant noodles." Wu Hai thought about his craftsmanship, and it seemed that he only knew instant noodles.

"How much do you know about basic heat, knife work, seasoning, moderate and uniform paste, correct identification and control of oil temperature, accurate and timely feeding, knife skills, spoon skills, smashing, and slaughtering." Yuanzhou's face was serious and no joke at all. It looks like, directly reporting a large series of names, the tone is slow, and the words are clear, so that Wu Hai can hear it clearly.

"I always feel that this is a bit familiar, an illusion." Wu Hai raised his head and glanced at Yuan Zhou, and muttered softly.

On the other hand, Yuan Zhou had a serious face on the surface, but in his heart there was a villain who raised his head to the sky and howled, looking up at the sky, who did the sky forgive? ! To be continued.

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