The characteristic of Jiangzhou is that it is full of delicious food.

There are many restaurants outside the residential community, but there are definitely no Western restaurants that pretend to behave, they are all very down-to-earth.

After choosing a restaurant in Jianghu, Du Wen deliberately ordered a few items to the expensive ones, and Wan Changsheng turned a blind eye to it.

I met for almost a week, except in the canteen at noon, most of them were in the restaurant outside this community in the morning and evening. Every time I divided it equally, Wan Changsheng never cared about the price, but the store owners should not think about taking advantage of it incorrectly.

At this moment, his face was no longer as restless as the daytime depression. It should have been completely stripped of Du Wen, and his mentality became more relaxed.

I touched my phone, but in the end I didn't turn it on. I sat quietly and was a little dazed, and was not affected by the beautiful girl on the other side.

Du Wen didn't play with her mobile phone. After observing Wan Changsheng's eyes, she sat there motionless, but she habitually held her cheeks with the back of her hands, with a little delicate feeling of holding the heart.

The good food was served a little slow, and it was also the peak of dining at this moment, and the noise of fists around was quite loud. After secretly glanced at the beauty, he looked at the dull boy opposite him.

But the two people at the table here were silent but not embarrassed.

Traveling around yourself.

Until someone shouted a loud wine call, as if he had awakened Wan Changsheng. He looked at the girl opposite in a daze, twisted his fingers, and took out the carving knife from his jacket pocket, just like an old smoker who liked to hold a cigarette in his hand and play with it, gently flipped it on his fingertips.

Du Wen finally spoke: "I often see you playing with it, what are you doing?"

Wan Changsheng paused and handed the metal strip over: "The engraving knife, the engraving knife for seal carving, has never used such a high-end thing before, and it is really easy to use."

The length of a palm seems to be a hexagonal metal strip, which is slightly twisted and twisted, but the whole body is black, but it seems to be cast and forged, leaving many small pits. Only two ends have sharpened sharp blades according to different widths, and a fine hemp rope is wrapped in the middle for easy holding.

The seemingly rough industrial products are actually full of the beauty of contrasting metal and soft ropes. They are like handicrafts but with a cold light on the edge, reflecting their due practical uses.

Du Wen fiddled on her fingers of tape strips: "You can carve seals? Is this considered art?"

Wan Changsheng actually didn't understand: "It should be counted. In the past, calligraphy and painting were not divided. Calligraphy and painting complement each other. After painting, you have to write inscriptions and stamp them. In my opinion, they are all fine arts. Since there are those who sell this outside the Academy of Fine Arts, it will be together."

Du Wen was about to say something, the waiter brought the dishes up. A very large tin metal plate was very shallow but almost filled the table. It was filled with spicy chicken, spicy rabbit, hot eel segment, spicy snails, garlic crayfish, and stir-fried small eels. It looked full and made people feel appetite-giving. In fact, it was just a thin layer, and the amount was not very wasteful for the two of them.

Wan Changsheng has put on disposable gloves and has begun to attack the dry-fried small eels.

Du Wen was a little scared when she saw the black hovering object: "What?"

It is a bit disgusting, like a child's feces being plated, and it's still dark and thin.

Wan Changsheng is familiar with: "The most rare thing is this. A few inches long eels will naturally be plated. It is called Panlong. It is not necessary to tear open the intestine inside. It tastes... well, it's okay."

Du Wen handed back the despise that he had seen again on his face and said, "What?"

Wan Changsheng was indeed raised and said: "This is a small eel farmed in the aquatic market. It is a huge difference between the earth eels in the fields I eat at home. Well, you should eat less of this popular eel segment. I think it is mostly farmed. It is very likely that medicine is used to fatten, which is not good for the body, especially for girls."

Du Wen was still a little reluctant to accept the small black object that was plated. She also put on gloves and carefully removed the crayfish. She was definitely not as skilled as her brush, and she also asked which parts could be eaten.

I'm not familiar with this street dish at first glance.

Wan Changsheng looked at her lady with her orchid fingers up, put the carving knife into a disposable glove, and only poked the edge. She lightly and sharply pulled out the meat from the shrimp tail, pushed it to the opposite side, and then dealt with the next one...

Du Wen saw that the knife flew around and showed off her skills, picking out shrimp meat and piled it on the side.

There were only 10 or 20 pieces, and Wan Changsheng finished it in one breath, and then pointed at the spicy snails expressionlessly, meaning that you can eat it?

Du Wen woke up and grabbed one: "I can suck this! Haha...ah, bah, bah, bah, bah!"

It must be because of the excessive suction force, and I sucked something that I shouldn't have sucked. I just now had my rosy lips, but now I was busy spitting out some pink tongue and swinging hard, as if this would spread the dirty things in the snail meat.

Don't mention how cute it is.

Wan Changsheng glanced at him, probably thinking that he was not polite, so he pushed the tea kettle on the table and shook his head to continue picking the snails.

The seemingly hard snail shell is powdered in front of the alloy carving knife. It is easy to pick out the snail meat as big as peanuts, cut off the dirty things behind it, and put them into the soup.

The whole movement is done in one go, with the knife and the picking, and even turning over and making it easier to soak when plucking.

Du Wen was holding a tea cup, but she was a little stunning and murmured: "You... can go live to pick this, it can be considered a performance."

Wan Changsheng's habitual arrogance is still there: "Get a trick."

Du Wen smiled. When she slowly smiled, she also raised her eyes and felt a little arrogant and depressed charming: "Does it often use these tricks of witchcraft to girls?"

Wan Changsheng didn't look up at all, and quickly packed up the last few snails. He saw that the spicy rabbit and spicy chicken were not used to carve a knife. He pulled a tissue to wipe the blade with a little unsatisfactory: "My mother likes to instruct me to do this kind of thing for her with skills, and my sister likes it too."

I put away the knife and stopped using gloves. I cleaned up with chopsticks. I looked back at the liquor placed on the counter. In the end, I still held back, and I must have disliked that there was no good wine.

Du Wen also learned to taste it with chopsticks, but actually said, "This is like eating melon seeds, you have completely deprived the fun of eating it."

Wan Changsheng has a new understanding of girls’ tricky ideas, so he has made an expression, which means that there will be no such thing next time.

Du Wen obviously didn't pay attention to eating: "You...it seems to be that you often call your mother, what about your father? What are you doing?"

Wan Changsheng had no expression: "My father passed away when I was ten years old."

Du Wen, who had a determined and calm expression, finally fluctuated: "Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't expect..."

Wan Changsheng never looked up: "It's okay, hurry up and eat it, it will taste hot. This taste is quite good. In addition to the slightly worse things, I will ask you for color courses later."

Du Wen raised her eyebrows and curled her lips, feeling like she was blocked. Maybe she rarely met a guy who wanted to chat and was not very happy to talk.

Not used to it.

Maybe it was because of this little emotion that she returned to the apartment and frowned a little: "This light is not good, and I can't say the color."

Wan Changsheng, who would fight at night every night, was a little puzzled: "It's very bright..."

Du Wen was not out of nothing. She opened her pigment box casually and picked a little yellow color onto the white lid: "Don't you think this color is disturbed by the light? You can't see it accurately."

For Wan Changsheng, who has not paid attention to color for a long time, and does not pay attention to lighting, and often lights up a light and paints murals in the temple, it is completely inexplicable: "Is there?"

He also took a closer look.

After seeing his declining appearance, Du Wen was in a good mood. With a sense of superiority, she used the pen like a long chopstick to push him away: "It feels! Look at it from a distance. Don't you think that under this fluorescent light, the yellow color is blue and green?"

The conscience of heaven and earth, in the eyes of Wan Changsheng, this piece of yellow is still yellow.

To prove it, Du Wen also held a white lid to the bathroom and turned on the hot heating bathroom heater: "Look, this light is bright enough, but it is a red and yellow color, making the yellow a little golden!"

Such an extreme environmental impact color finally made Wan Changsheng feel the difference, but he had a headache: "This is too... complicated..."

But he at least understood that just like he was very sensitive to body, someone was very sensitive to color and sighed: "I really can't see it. I...or if I look back, I'll still look for Teacher Cao to tell me if I can introduce Professor Zhao and ask him to make up for the basic lessons for me. I think I can still save it, but I didn't turn it around."

Du Wen felt a sense of urgency to be snatched from her job, so she quickly put away her expression: "Ah, no need, you teach me with your heart, I will teach you with your heart, let me think about it carefully, how about we take an hour of morning class tomorrow morning while the sun is shining, how about it?"

Wan Changsheng nodded hesitantly. It was indeed not a day or two before, and he also needed to calm down his mind and face reality.

Thanks to Du Wen for this, so I nodded and said, "Then I will tell you a half-hour plain description..."

Du Wen saw his serious attitude to restore the instructor's attitude and began to complain again: "What's the use of pulling lines like this every day?"

Wan Changsheng said with great thought: "You don't have the foundation to draw sketches, so it's difficult to reach their level, let alone learn from me. But the advantage now is that I can teach you to use the simplest sketching method to draw sketches. If you want to do it well, you must first sharpen the tools. You must first skillfully pull the single outlined lines, and finally combine them on the characters. Don't worry, just follow the lines I demonstrated and pull them repeatedly for half an hour..."

It must be because others have to think about how to guide themselves, and everyone will have a lot of patience.

Du Wen obviously felt this way.

Until I lay in bed at night, I was a little angry and funny.

But how should we teach this guy who has no color to draw colors?
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