"This should be Qianzi's early paintings, and the painting skills are a bit immature, but the artistic conception is very good, and it is a good painting."

Gu Mo gave a very pertinent evaluation.

Shen Qianzi didn't look at this painting just now, but when Gu Mo said this, she suddenly felt much more pleasing to the eye.

Her painting is actually not that bad.

Qianzi products must be high-quality products.

Many people don't know that her paintings focus not on painting skills, but on artistic conception.

Gu Mo said: "To be able to bid such a high price, I either really like it, or I want to do a gimmick." ”

Shen Qianzi felt that the latter was more likely.

She is indeed well-known in the art world, and her paintings also have a certain collection value, but it is far from this point.

Shen Qianzi folded her hands under her face, and there was a look of expectation in her beautiful eyes, "Uncle Gu, I only have one surname difference from Qianzi, do you think I will make achievements in the art world like her in the future?" ”

Gu Mo put one hand in his pocket and gently grabbed her hair, "Everyone is a different individual, you are you, follow the trajectory of life you want to take, you don't need to copy anyone." ”

Shen Qianzi enjoyed it and nodded heavily.

She closed her computer and stopped reading the comments.

"Uncle Gu, you haven't eaten yet, the quality of the Wagyu beef sent by the old lady is very good, do you want to eat it?"

There was something going on at the chef's house today, and he left after dinner.

Shen Qianzi volunteered, "I'll make it for you!" ”

"No, you don't." Gu Mo glanced at her delicate white and tender little hands, "A girl's hand shouldn't go into the kitchen." ”

Gu Mo went to the kitchen, and Shen Qianzi followed.

She sat at the bar counter in the open kitchen, and Gu Mo brewed a cup of hot chocolate and put it in front of her.

Shen Qianzi wanted to drink it very much, but she didn't dare to drink it, she pouted, "Uncle Gu, it's so late, do you want to make me hot chocolate fat to death?" ”

"It's better for girls to be fatter."

Gu Mo said that it is better for girls to be fatter, then she should be fatter, and when Shen Qianzi picked up the cup again, there was no psychological pressure at all.

Gu Mo took out the beef from the refrigerator, he put the knife under the faucet to rinse it, and wiped off the water droplets with a paper towel.

When cutting beef, Gu Mo raised his eyes, "Do you like slices of meat or pieces of meat?" ”

"Pieces of meat."

She likes the feeling of the meat bursting out of her mouth when she bites into it.

Just thinking about it makes me salivate.

Gu Mo had already started to cut the meat, he cut a piece of Wagyu beef into pieces, very square and square pieces of meat, even if he didn't use a ruler to side his face, Shen Qianzi could see that the error of each piece of meat was no more than one millimeter.

This damn obsessive-compulsive disorder, she loves it!

Gu Mo took out an apron from the drawer and put it on, Shen Qianzi volunteered, "Uncle Gu, I'll help you tie it!" ”

Gu Mo gave his back to Shen Qianzi.

Shen Qianzi tied a beautiful bow, and Gu Mo said lightly: "Help me roll up my sleeves." ”

Shen Qianzi couldn't ask for it, she ran over, unbuttoned the cuffs of Gu Mo's shirt first, and rolled it up in a circle, revealing his inch-by-inch textured arms.

Gu Mo's skin was very fair and smooth, not rough at all, and Shen Qianzi wanted to try the feel.

The bear-hearted leopard was just placed in front of him, and before he could eat it, Gu Mo unscrewed the natural gas, put the pan, and heated the oil.

"The oil may splash, a little bit back."

"Oh."

Shen Qianzi obediently went back.

Gu Mo fried the beef, sprinkled spices, and acted in an orderly manner, as if he had done it many times.

A good-looking person is pleasing to the eye no matter what he does.

For the first time, Shen Qianzi felt that watching people cook was not bad, "Uncle Gu, when did you learn to cook?" ”

"University."

When he was in high school, Gu Mo had been soaking in the laboratory, and he didn't even eat when he forgot himself, and when he graduated from high school, his stomach was also broken.

Gu Mo is a doctor, and when he realized his problem, he immediately corrected it, and he slowly learned to cook from that time.

Gu Mo fried the beef on the plate, fried two eggs and bacon on the plate, the aroma was fragrant, and Shen Qianzi, who had eaten a lot for dinner, was hungry again.

Gu Mo made two servings and gave one to Shen Qianzi, "Eat, take the beautiful man for a walk after eating." ”

Shen Qianzi was not polite.

Gu Mo's cooking, alas!

She said that if she went out, would she envy Gu Mo's fans and sisters, Shen Qianzi took a photo and sent it to a circle of friends, then put down her mobile phone, sandwiched a piece of beef and put it in her mouth.

Medium-rare beef is very tender, and it doesn't have the fishy smell of raw meat, just right!

"Appetite?"

Shen Qianzi narrowed her eyes in enjoyment, "It's so delicious, this is the best beef I've ever eaten in my life." ”

Gu Mo smiled and lowered his head to eat.

His dining etiquette was very elegant, and Shen Qianzi also slowed down, "Uncle Gu, will you go to our school's Mid-Autumn Festival party?" ”

"It depends."

It depends on the situation is several meanings.

Shen Qianzi didn't give up, "Is it possible to go?" ”

"Is 80 percent too big?"

Forget it, of course!

Doesn't that mean they will go?

The excited cells in Shen Qianzi's body were beating very hard, and she couldn't help herself from losing her temper, "Great! ”

"Good what?" Gu Mo asked suddenly.

Shen Qianzi was stunned for a moment, and said nonsense seriously: "There was my show that day." ”

Gu Mo raised his eyebrows: "Suddenly I was looking forward to it." ”

Shen Qianzi was embarrassed, she didn't dare to say that she hadn't signed up yet.

Guo Yang also asked her today, should she still be able to sign up now, right?

Shen Qianzi put her phone under the table and sent a message to Guo Yang.

[Guo Yang, do you still have the registration form for the Mid-Autumn Festival? ] I suddenly wanted to sign up to win glory for my class. 】

Guo Yang didn't reply, and when she exited the page, she saw a message to Gu Mo.

"Uncle Gu, I called you and sent you WeChat, why didn't you reply to me?"

Gu Mo's action of cutting beef was sudden, and the atmosphere in the living room cooled down little by little, as if there was a dark cloud hanging overhead.

The scene this afternoon appeared in Gu Mo's mind again.

He put down the dishes and wiped his lips with a tissue, his magnetic voice was no longer as warm as it was just now, and it was a little cold, "I didn't see it." ”

But Gu was the housekeeper's call, and he answered it.

Before Shen Qianzi's question could be spoken, Gu Mo got up, "I've finished eating, put the tableware here, let Auntie clean it up!" ”

Shen Qianzi looked at Gu Mo's cold back, and her peach blossom eyes were full of doubts.

Why did the atmosphere suddenly drop to freezing?

She had the heart to ask Gu Mo about Xue Aiqin, and his figure had disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

The phone screen lit up, and Guo Yang replied to her.

[It's late, I've been asking you to sign up before, you're not happy, I submitted the registration form this afternoon, and you can only find the head teacher if you want to sign up.] 】

Shen Qianzi looked at Guo Yang's reply and twisted her eyebrows, why did she think Guo Yang's tone was a little complaining and venting?