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antly became spirited.
He continued, “Do you feel that I am awesome? Yeah, that’s right.
This is one of the two matters that I am most proud of in my lifetime.”

“…” Zhou Xi was made quite speechless.

Zhou Xi felt rather puzzled.
Did that event deserve to be proud of? He felt that he completely couldn’t follow Wu Hai’s mindset.

“May I ask about the other matter that you feel proud of?” Zhou Xi asked in a whisper.

“Drawing.
The other matter that I am most proud of is drawing,” Wu Hai blurted it out.

It was surprisingly as important as drawing.
Zhou Xi felt that his head was going to explode.
It seemed that those customers hadn’t exaggerated at all.

The two paintings of This Is Life and People Passing by A Small Restaurant were really accepted by that boss of the restaurant because Wu Hai pestered him again and again.

This world was way too crazy.
According to a philosopher from Dong Province, the mouse even dared to be the bridesmaid of the cat.

“Well, don’t you feel it’s a waste to hang two valuable paintings on the ceiling of a tiny room?” Zhou Xi made the final effort and asked.

“A waste? Which place do you think where it will not be a waste to hang the paintings? Wu Hai asked back, “In the collection rooms of the wealthy people? Or in some certain museums?”

Zhou Xi choked then.
It was a rhetorical where the paintings should be kept so that it wasn’t a waste.
There was totally not an answer to this question.

“Besides, you are still too young, kid.
You don’t know how awesome that restaurant is!” said Wu Hai.

Zhou Xi really didn’t know that.
He couldn’t understand why such a tiny restaurant was really so miraculous although it served delicious food.

While they were talking, somebody else knocked at the door.
Wu Hai directly instructed Zhou Xi to open the door habitually.

The door was opened.
It was an auntie.
After she greeted Wu Hai, she began to tidy up the messy ground habitually.

This auntie was an hourly employee paid by Zheng Jiawei to tidy up the room for Wu Hai.

“Eaves Wu, how often does this auntie come here?” Judging from how messy the ground of the room was, Zhou Xi could speculate that the auntie probably comes once every three or four days.

“What are you trying to say?” Wu Hai said, “She definitely comes every day to clean the room.”

“Huh?” Zhou Xi opened his mouth wide and revealed a surprised look.

“Young man, this room will be full of trash if I come every two days.” Once in a blue moon, the auntie who was doing the cleaning raised her head and got in a word.

In other words, the big pile of stuff on the ground was all Wu Hai’s paintings today.
It was a little exaggerated to say there were 100 pieces, but there were at least around 80-90 pieces.

“How many paintings do you draw in a single day?” Zhou Xi blurted out subconsciously.

“I don’t have time to count.
I keep drawing whenever I’m free and whenever I want to.” Actually, Wu Hai didn’t state clearly on one thing.
For him, every moment was his spare time except for mealtime.
That’s right.
Even sleeping time was considered to be spare time for him.

“No wonder you can become such a well-known artist in China.
You work so hard.” Zhou Xi was left speechless, “In one single day, you almost practice one hundred paintings.”

“I’m not considered to be hardworking at all.
You can go to have a look at Compass.
He either cooks or practices his culinary skills or else, practices some other skills to improve his culinary skills every day,” said Wu Hai, “I can draw everything in the world like trees, flowers, various animals.
But Compass just tosses the wok and practices the basic knife skills repeatedly every day.”

“See? That’s hardworking.
Do you believe that he has been practicing for quite a while?” Wu Hai was a little tired of talking, therefore, he began to drive him away.

“Close the door when you leave,” after saying that, Wu Hai continued putting his head on the table and stared at the water drop fixedly.

Well, that was really a powerful and straightforward way to drive guests away.
Zhou Xi left obediently.
Could one really be so hardworking on something to such an extent?

After Zhou Xi closed the door gently, Wu Hai turned to look at the door and muttered to himself, “Such an intelligent old guy like Zhou Shijie surprisingly has a silly son.
He didn’t even take the money.”

“However, he has good taste.
Hahaha.” Wu Hai stroked his own mustaches and became a little complacent.

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