Jiangzhou is characterized by delicious food.

There are all kinds of restaurants outside the residential area, but there will definitely be no pretended Western restaurants in the grade, they are all very down-to-earth.

After choosing a Jianghu dish, Du Wen deliberately ordered a few things to the expensive ones, and Wan Changsheng really ignored them.

I have known each other for almost a week, except for noon in the cafeteria, most of the two of them are solved in restaurants outside this community in the morning and evening, and each time AA is divided equally, Wan Changsheng never cares about the price, but the store doesn't want to miscalculate and take advantage.

At this time, his face was no longer the anxiety and depression of the day, he should have been completely peeled off by Du Wen, and his mentality was relaxed.

Touching the phone, but in the end it was not opened, sitting quietly in a daze, and was not affected by the good-looking girl opposite.

Du Wen didn't play with her mobile phone, observing Wan Changsheng's somewhat empty eyes, she also sat there still, but habitually held her cheek with the back of her hand, with a little Xizi's delicate heart.

Good dishes are served a little slowly, and besides, this is also the peak of dining, and the noise of boxing around is not small, and there are a lot of eyes from the boy who looks at the boy opposite after peeking at the beautiful woman.

But between the two people at the table here, there was silence but not embarrassment.

Self-directed fugue.

Until someone drank a full house of wine, as if waking up Wan Changsheng, he looked at the girl opposite blankly, twisted his fingers, and took out the carving knife from the pocket of his jacket, just like an old smoker likes to take a cigarette in his hand and play with it, gently turning it on his fingertips.

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

Wan Changsheng paused for a moment and handed over the metal strip: "The carving knife, the carving knife for carving seals, I have never used such a high-level thing before, and it is really easy to use." ”

The length of a palm, it seems to be a six-edged metal strip slightly spiral twisted, but the whole body is black but it seems to be cast and forged to leave a lot of polished pits, only the two ends are sharpened according to different widths of the snowy blade, and then wrapped in the middle of the fine hemp rope for easy holding.

It seems to be a rough industrial product, but in fact it is full of the beauty of the contrast between metal and flexible rope, like a handicraft with a cold edge of the edge, reflecting the actual use it should have.

Du Wen fiddled with her adhesive strip fingers: "Do you know how to engrave a seal?" Is this art? ”

Wan Changsheng actually didn't understand it himself: "It should be counted, calligraphy and painting were not separated in the past, calligraphy and painting complemented each other, and after painting, the painting should be inscribed and stamped, in my opinion, they are all fine arts, since there are those who sell this outside the Academy of Fine Arts, it is together." ”

Du Wen was about to say something, the waiter brought the dish up, a very large white iron metal plate, very shallow but almost occupied the table, which was fan-shaped lined with spicy chicken, spicy rabbit, hot eel, spicy snail, garlic crayfish, dried sautéed small yellow eel, full of people to look at it makes people appetite, in fact, it is a thin layer, the amount is not a waste for two people.

Wan Changsheng had already put on disposable gloves and began to dry the small yellow eel.

Du Wen was a little stunned when she saw the black swirling object: "What? ”

The disgusting point is described, like a child's stool coiled up, and it is black and thin.

Wan Changsheng is familiar: "The rarest thing is this, the small yellow eel that is a few inches long is fried alive, and it will naturally be coiled up, called Panlong, and it is not necessary to tear open the intestine inside, the taste is ...... Well, ok. ”

Du Wen looked at his face with the disgust that he was accustomed to, and handed back the carving knife: "What? ”

Wan Changsheng was indeed raised: "This is the small yellow eel cultivated in the aquatic market, and the yellow eel in the field where I eat at home is very different, well, you can eat less of this hot eel, I think most of it is farmed, it is likely that drugs are used to fatten, which is not very good for the body, especially girls." ”

Du Wen still couldn't accept the kind of small black objects coiled up, and she also put on gloves to carefully dismantle the crayfish, and her movements were definitely not as skilled as her with a paintbrush, and she also asked which parts could be eaten.

At first glance, you are not familiar with this street food.

Wan Changsheng looked at her young lady's craftsmanship with orchid fingers, put the carving knife into a disposable glove, only pierced the edge of the blade, and with such a light and sharp stroke, he removed the meat on the shrimp tail, dialed it to the opposite side, and dealt with the next one......

Du Wen saw the carving knife flying like a showman, picking out the shrimp meat one by one and piling it on the side.

There were originally one or twenty, Wan Changsheng finished it in one go, and then pointed at the spicy snail with an expressionless face, meaning do you eat it?

Du Wen woke up and grabbed one: "I will suck this!" Ha ha...... Ahh ”

It must have been too much suction, sucking something that shouldn't be sucked, and just now I was pouting my rosy lips, and now I'm busy spitting out a little pink tongue and swinging it vigorously, as if this can dissipate the dirt in the snail meat.

Not to mention how cute it is.

Wan Changsheng glanced at it, probably thinking that it was rude, he pushed the tea kettle on the table over, shook his head and continued to pick snails.

The seemingly hard snail shell is flour in front of the alloy carving knife, and it is easy to remove the peanut-sized snail meat, cut off the dirt at the back, and put it into the soup.

The whole action is done in one go, and there is even a turning over for easy soaking when the knife is cut, removed, and dialed.

Du Wen was holding a cup of tea, and she was a little confused, and muttered: "You...... You can go to the live broadcast to pick this out, it can be regarded as a performance. ”

Wan Changsheng's habitual arrogance is still there: "Carving insect skills." ”

Du Wen smiled, and when she slowly pulled out her smile, there was a small movement of raising her eyes, and there was a hint of arrogance and decadence charming: "Do you often show this kind of carving insect skill to girls?" ”

Wan Changsheng didn't look up at all, quickly cleaned up the last few snails, and saw if the spicy rabbit and spicy chicken didn't use a carving knife, and pulled a paper towel to wipe the blade with a little unfinished: "My mother likes to instruct me to do this kind of thing for her with my skills, and my sister likes it too." ”

Put away the knife, don't use gloves, clean up with chopsticks, and look back at the liquor on the counter, and finally hold back, it must be disgusted that there is no good wine.

Du Wen also learned from him to taste with chopsticks, and actually said: "This is like eating melon seeds, you have completely deprived you of the pleasure of swallowing." ”

Wan Changsheng has a new understanding of the girl's tricky thinking, and makes an oh expression, which means that there will be no such thing next time.

Du Wen obviously didn't pay attention to eating: "You ...... It seems that you often talk to your mother on the phone, what about your father, what does he do? ”

Wan Changsheng was expressionless: "My father died when I was ten years old. ”

Du Wen, whose expression was determined and indifferent, 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 tastes while it's hot, this taste is still good, except that the thing is a little worse, I will ask you for a color course later." ”

Du Wen raised her eyebrows and pursed her lips, feeling as if she was blocked, maybe she rarely met a guy who wanted to chat and was not very willing to talk.

Not used to it.

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

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

Du Wen didn't make it out of nothing, she opened her paint box casually, picked some yellow and smeared it on the white lid: "Don't you think this color is disturbed by the light, I can't see it accurately." ”

For Wan Changsheng, who has not paid attention to color for a long time, let alone lighting, and often paints murals in the temple with a blind light in the dark, he is completely inexplicable: "Is there one? ”

I also took a closer look.

Seeing his declining appearance, Du Wen was in a good mood, and with a sense of superiority, she used the end of the pen like long chopsticks to move him away: "Feeling! Looking at it from a distance, don't you think that under this fluorescent lamp, this yellow is affected by the blue and green? ”

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

In order to prove it, Du Wen also went to the bathroom with a white lid and turned on the hot heating bath bomb: "Look at this lamp is bright enough, but it presents a reddish and yellow color, which makes this yellow a little golden!" ”

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

But he finally understood that just as he was sensitive to form, then some people were sensitive to color, and sighed: "I really can't see it, I ...... Otherwise, I would have gone back to Mr. Cao to see if he could help me introduce that Professor Zhao and ask him to make up for me in the basic course, I think I can still save it, but I haven't turned around a bit. ”

Du Wen had a sense of urgency to be robbed of her job, and hurriedly put away some showmanship: "Ah, no, no, you taught me with your heart, and I will teach you with your heart, let me think about it, how about we take advantage of the daylight for an hour of morning class tomorrow morning?" ”

Wan Changsheng nodded hesitantly, it is indeed not bad for a day or two, he also needs to calm down and face the reality.

I really have to thank Du Wen for this, so I nodded and said, "Then I'll give you half an hour of white drawing now......"

Du Wen saw that he had seriously restored the attitude of the lecturer, and began to complain again: "What's the use of pulling lines like this every day?" ”

Wan Changsheng said bitterly: "You don't have the foundation of sketching, it is difficult to reach their level, let alone learn my skills, but now the advantage is that I can teach you to draw sketches with the simplest white strokes, if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools, you must first draw a single outlined line proficiently, and finally combine it to the characters It will come naturally, don't worry, just follow these lines I demonstrated, and repeatedly pull for half an hour......"

It must be because others have to think about how to guide themselves, and Wan Changsheng has a lot of patience.

Du Wen obviously felt this way.

Until lying in bed at night, it was still a little angry and funny.

But how do you teach this guy who has no sense of color to draw colors?

In fact, Du Wen, who had only painted colors on the first day, actually had a little insomnia when she thought about it!