Mr. Mueller has been serving by Nanming's side for about a week since his conversion, during which time he has expressed a very subtle contempt for Nanming's living environment and lifestyle.

For example: "Sir, you need to worry about your own food, clothing, shelter and transportation, you must be a good master who is considerate of your subordinates." ”

It was better when they were on the ship, after all, the colonel and the others were afraid of Nan Ming like a tiger, for fear that he would be unhappy in the slightest, and the service was very considerate, and even so, Mr. Mueller would often find an opportunity to complain a word or two.

However, once on the shore, there are more opportunities for Muller to complain.

For example, Nanming has no plane, only a car, and will take a shower by himself, and even the need to open the door to the toilet has been complained by Muller.

And this kind of complaining became more frequent after Mueller and Nanming returned home.

For example: "Master, your walls are so smooth and unadorned, what a simple and confessional appreciation is admirable." ”

For example: "Sir, your bed has only four layers of fabric, which is a model of hardship and hard work." ”

Another example: "Sir, you don't have an antique collection, you must be a person with a rich heart, and you don't need these mundane things to fill your heart......"

Another example is: "Sir, you ......"

"That's enough, Mahler Müller!" After being taunted by Meller for a few words, Nanming finally couldn't help it. Beneath this guy's sullen and low-key appearance, there is a never-ending heart of complaining, and Nanming really wants to split Mueller from the middle to see if his body is soaked in the blood of complaining.

Mahler is Mr. Meller's name, and when it is linked to his surname, it is pronounced in Chinese, a bit like an expletive, when Nan Ming is angry. It will be called Mr. Mueller's full name.

"The reason why I live a simple life is because a simple life will reduce a lot of unnecessary choices, and I don't need to waste time and energy on choices. "Nan Ming Dao.

There's only one car, there's only one place to live, and that's all because of that.

"No, sir. As a noble authority, you deserve to enjoy the most luxurious and freewheeling life, in fact, the luxurious life can also be very simple, you only need to give an order, and the rest can be left to the next person. Mule bowed.

Nan Ming was speechless, suddenly a little angry, he waved his hand, swept the books on the desk in front of him to the ground, and squinted at Mr. Mueller: "Do whatever you want." Leave the rest to the next person...... Is that okay?"

"Yes, sir. Mr. Mueller knelt on the ground, bowed his head to collect the books, then carefully cleaned up the dust and wrinkles, and put them back in front of Nanming, and said, "If this makes you happy." ”

Looking at Muller's appearance, it seems that he plans to wait for Nanming to sweep the book on the floor.

Nan Ming wanted to say anything, but there was nothing to say.

I really don't know how this guy lived his life before. It is said that several generations have served the Eslagon-Ming family, if the people of the Eslagon-Ming family lived as they pleased. Their lives are really ...... It's so extravagant.

"That's good, that's good!" the lazy god beat a side drum in the back, "I like this guy, I think that as long as you let this guy be by your side, you will definitely become the real Great Demon King of the Southern Underworld!"

"Get out!" said Nan Ming.

"Now?" said Mr. Mueller, gesturing to the ground in front of him. "What posture am I going to use?"

"I didn't say you!" Nan Ming was speechless, is this guy serious or complaining!

"If you agree, allow me to simply decorate this room, and offensively say that you have nothing but to eat. There is no taste in other aspects...... "Look at Nanming, I don't plan to lose the book again, Mule said."

If you don't complain, you'll die!" Nan Ming was helpless, and sighed: "Whatever you want." ”

Mr. Müller began to wander about, as if wondering how to rearrange the dwelling, and after a while Monsieur Meller came back in a fuss: "Sir, you don't have a pool or a bath, you don't even have a bath!"

"Get out, right here, roll three times first!" Nan Ming angrily pointed to the ground.

The next morning, Nan Ming opened his eyes, and as soon as he sat up, he froze.

In the bedroom, directly opposite his bed, hangs an oil painting, Titian's Venus of Urbino.

A master painter, a world treasure painting, tall and compelling, but it can't hide the fact that this is a glamorous painting of a plump woman with no clothes in the Middle Ages in Europe posing in a seductive pose and lying on the bed......

Is it really good to hang such a picture in front of the bed of a young man with strong blood, and see it every day before going to bed and before getting up in the morning?

The key is to let Zhang Feilin see that Nanming still has a way to live?

Nan Ming thinks that this guy is actually a killer sent by Killing Hell!

"Mahler Muller!" Nan Ming began to cry out in anger.

Mr. Mueller pushed the door open, as if he had been waiting at the door, handing over the hot towel that had been prepared long ago.

"This, take it!" Nan Ming said angrily.

"You don't like it?" said Mr. Mueller.

What should Nan Ming say? He could only continue to emphasize: "Take it away!"

"See, sir, you don't like Titian. Müller nodded, "I'll take the painting down." Sir, the bathroom is ready, do you need a bath?"

Nanming entered the bathroom, and saw that there was only a shower head in the place, and there was an extra bathtub, and Muller was very embarrassed, "Sir, because the space is too small, only such a bathtub can be placed......"

"I don't have a habit of taking a shower in the morning. Nanming felt that taking a bath in the morning was not good for his health, but when he saw the bath water that had been prepared, he was still moved.

When Nan Ming lay in the bathtub, he sighed, capitalism is really corrupt people...... It's really ****** comfortable to take a bath in the morning.

Nan Ming felt that he was about to enter the extravagant mode of a boring rich man or a playboy.

Then Nanming saw Mueller rolling up his sleeves: "Sir, I used to learn massage......"

"Get out!" Nan Ming gestured to the door.

By the time Nanming finally came out of the bathroom, more than an hour had passed, and he was lazily lying in the bath, almost falling asleep again.

He went back to his bedroom, and then he froze, half of the wall was occupied by another painting.

Goya's "Naked Maha".

I saw that the plump woman of the Middle Ages changed direction and continued to strike a seductive pose.

"Replace it! Replace it!" Nan Ming was helpless, "Don't you have any abstract points?"

When Nan Ming said "abstract point", he had in mind paintings like Van Gogh's "Sunflowers" or "Starry Sky".

When Nan Ming finished breakfast and returned to the bedroom to get something, he saw Manet's "Olympia".

The lines and paints are somewhat similar to those of Chinese painting, and the woman who lost weight in the Middle Ages has changed her direction and continues to strike a seductive pose.

It's a little bit more abstract...... Or is it a little more realistic? At least the body proportions are more in line with the aesthetics of modern people.

"Take it all, take it all! Don't paint it!" Nanming has completely collapsed.

"What a shame sir, these are my personal treasures. Mr. Mueller sighed.

"This kind of painting is not suitable at home, this is China. "Nan Ming Dao.

"Understood, master. "Mr. Mueller serves Nanming to dine.

After eating, Nanming left for his own office at the Institute of Biology and Medicine, where he would work before the move.

He had just sat down in his office and accepted the hot tea that Mr. Mueller had served, and then Nanming almost squirted out all the tea that he hadn't drunk yet.

The three famous paintings that were previously removed occupy three walls, and three women in different postures are staring at Nanming.

"Take it off, take it off!" Nan Ming is about to go berserk, this guy must be taking revenge on himself for letting him roll three laps last night!

"Good taste, Mr. Nan. Su Wenjie walked in and said with a smile.

"I'm sending you, hanging in your office!" Nan Ming waved his hand, "Move away!"

Su Wenjie was frightened, turned around and ran.

Nan Ming grabbed Muller: "I don't like painting, I don't want any decorative paintings, do you understand?"

"Understood, don't draw. Mueller ran to the corner and moved a sculpture and placed it on Nanming's desk: "Then decorate it with sculptures, your desk is really empty." ”

Claude Michel, "Nymph and Satyre".

A tall artist, a tall sculpture, but it can't change the fact that this is two unclothed villains fighting on the table.

After a busy day, Nanming looked at the corner of his eyes, with the service of Mr. Mueller, Nanming's energy retention on this day was indeed more than usual.

But thinking of those works of art that always surprise people and pop up from nowhere, Nanming began to have a headache.

Is he having a more comfortable day, or is he having a more unhappy day?

It's so hard to define...... (To be continued.) )

PS: These artworks cannot be described in detail, please search for them yourself......