"Are you all failing in arithmetic?" Sister Wan stroked her sideburns and looked at a few people in surprise. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"What's wrong?" looked at Sister Wan with a puzzled expression.

"Xiao Jiang doesn't know either?" Sister Wan looked at it for a long time, and then turned her head to look at Jiang Changxi and asked.

"What?" Jiang Changxi also looked uncertain.

"So, you don't know, do you? "Sister Wan didn't have any hope for Ling Hong.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Ling Hong shrugged.

Sister Wan sighed helplessly, and now even Wu Hai looked at her curiously, and Yuan Zhou was very sensitive to the word mathematics, so he also secretly pricked up his ears to listen.

"There are thirty people in total, and if six abstain from voting, then the number of votes for eight fruits is the same, even if the few are counted as few, there can be seven fruits. Sister Wan said with a serious face.

"So Manman, are you usually counting the accounts in the store correctly?" Sister Wan looked at Manman with a worried face.

After all, Manman is a dessert shop, and he usually needs to calculate a small account.

"Don't say it, it's useless to know, just two fruits now. Ling Hong was the first to reply, and said with a natural face.

"That's it, it's all a foregone conclusion, and it's useless. "Wu Hai touched his mustache and looked like he had nothing to do with himself.

Completely forget that he just agreed with the long six remarks.

As for Yuan Zhou, he stiffened for a moment, and then continued to prepare the meal as if nothing had happened.

"I must have been distorted by this illiterate man, after all, I was a college person. Yuan Zhou thought confidently in his heart.

"Hey, my fruit is gone. Wuhai looked up to the sky and sighed.

However, because in the small shop in Yuanzhou, when you look up, you can only see the ceiling of the small shop, and when you look at it, Wuhai is stunned.

"Huh?" Wu Hai sighed lightly, just tilting his neck and not bowing his head.

After a while, the whole person stood up and walked around the store twice.

"Is this crazy?" Ling Hong looked at Wuhai, who was talking and acting strangely, and asked Jiang Changxi on the side with a surprised expression.

"Quite possibly, after all, this person basically doesn't eat what other people make now. Jiang Changxi nodded thoughtfully.

"Also, then this is crazy for a few fruits?" Ling Hong asked with a reaffirmation.

"What do you want to do?"

Indeed, although Ling Hong usually has a good relationship with Wuhai, he is not so concerned, and now there must be a conspiracy.

"It's too late, Boss Yuan, look at Wuhai, he's crazy. Ling Hong bared his teeth at Manman, then turned his head to Yuan Zhou and said.

"It's okay, he's thinking about life. Yuan Zhou glanced up at Wuhai, and then said affirmatively.

"What life lessons does he have to think about, Boss Yuan, you still have that little fruit from last night, I'll persuade him." "Ling Hong is serious nonsense.

"He doesn't. After Yuan Zhou finished speaking, he continued with the matter at hand and did not answer again.

"It actually failed, Wuhai is really useless. Ling Hong shrugged his shoulders and glanced at Wu Hai with a dissatisfied expression.

"I didn't expect you to be such a Ling Hong. Long looked at Ling Hong and shook his head.

Yes, Ling Hong and the diners in the restaurant could see that Wu Hai seemed to have something in mind, so they didn't bother him.

But Ling Hong tried to trick some fruit into eating, but failed, but he deliberately lowered his voice when he spoke just now.

"Interesting, it looks like this painting could be painted again. Wu Hai raised his hand to touch his mustache, but touched his neck.

At this moment, he still tilted his head, and then lowered his head.

"Papa" Wuhai walked out of the door of the small shop quickly, it was a little cold outside, but there was sun today.

Wuhai began to circle around the shop.

"What angle should I use this time, and what kind of angle can I draw that feeling? Wu Hai touched his mustache and quickly circled around the small shop in Yuanzhou.

"Well, now it's good to be inspired. Ling Hong shrugged and walked out of the store.

Wuhai is like this, if the inspiration comes, and it is about the small shop in Yuanzhou, there will always be various observation shops.

The last time I had a picture of the shop, Wu Hai observed it from the window on the second floor for a week before he started writing.

And as long as there is inspiration, it is definitely not a matter of thinking about it, and you have to have an idea, and now Wuhai is in such a situation again.

The regulars of the small shop are used to it, and even Yuan Zhou is used to it.

That's what artists are.

"I don't know what I'll draw this time. Jiang Changxi looked curious.

"I'm more concerned about how much the painting is worth. He laughed and said teasingly.

"It's okay, I can't afford it anyway. Sister Wan said in a relaxed tone.

"Sister Wan, I don't want you to hit people like this. With a bitter face, he looked at Sister Wan pitifully.

"No, I'm talking about myself. Sister Wan nodded affirmatively.

Several people chatted and walked away, but they deliberately did not say hello to Wuhai in the middle, leaving him alone to find his own inspiration.

Last time, I was on the windowsill on the second floor, and I didn't walk around in front of the diners, and everyone was not very familiar with it, so I knew that Wu Hai was a very crazy painter.

But I didn't feel it intuitively, but this time I did.

Because in the next two days, Wuhai stood in front of the small shop in Yuanzhou, and it was not strange that the key was standing there, but the strange thing was that this person did not go in to eat.

It's amazing to stand at the door even at the time of the meal.

In the end, Yuan Zhou called Zheng Jiawei, but it didn't work, just one more person standing at the door.

"He doesn't eat?" In the afternoon, Yuan Zhou frowned, looked at Zheng Jiawei and asked.

"I guess I haven't found an idea yet, and if I find it, I'll eat. Zheng Jiawei came to Yuan Zhou and said with a natural face.

At this time, Wuhai had already begun to wander around again, and he was still meditating.

"Well, remember to feed the water. "Yuan Zhou thought about it, and thought about the noodle soup that can be alive by eating noodle soup, and Wuhai should also be able to do it.

After finishing speaking, Yuan Zhou began to carve, of course, in view of Wuhai wandering around the door, the current small shop doors are open, so it is not so cold in front of the door.

After a while, the elementary school ended, and as usual, many children came to pick up the carvings.

"Mom, look at that mustachioed uncle, he's been here for a long time. A little girl with Ma Wei's braids pointed to Wuhai and asked.

"The uncle was thinking about something very important. The woman helped carry the little girl's schoolbag, squatted down when she heard the words, and said softly.

"Maybe I can help. "The little girl often comes to the carving, but she knows Wuhai, but of course she doesn't know what it's called.

After the little girl finished speaking, she ran in front of Wuhai.

"Uncle Mustache, what do you want to know? Maybe I know, the teacher said that there must be my teacher in the threesome. The little girl was very fast, and the little girl's mother didn't have time to stop her, so she said it to Wuhai.

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ps: I'm sorry, it's late today, it's raining recently, everyone should pay attention to safety when traveling, and remember to bring an umbrella~