The world of film and television started from that year in a hurry

Chapter 1486 Did I Ask Something I Shouldn't Ask?

So she followed this smell to the kitchen, just in time to hear Hu Youyu's words, so she answered.

Several people saw the barley coming down, Hu Youyu went over happily and said: "You have finally come down, let me tell you, you can't hold back in the room every day, go out more, otherwise how can you get inspiration .”

It is obvious that Damai is somewhat resistant and afraid of Hu Youyu's enthusiasm, and he is a social phobic patient.

When Nana, who is also a woman, saw it, she pulled her to her side and let her get away from Hu Youyu.

Nana introduced Wang Mo to her in a low voice, and Damai's eyes were evasive like a little rabbit.

But she still whispered: "Thank you for the dinner, but I will take the initiative to clean up and wash the dishes in a while."

With just a few words, it can be seen that she is an introverted girl who is extremely afraid of communicating with strangers.

But it also has its own principle, that is, never owe anyone a favor.

Wang Mo just cooked a meal incidentally, one more for her is not too much, one less for her is not much, it is nothing more than an extra pair of chopsticks, if it were someone else, he would definitely thank you and accept this invitation graciously, after all, we live together A yard, how many months will we have to get along with in the future?
But barley must be separated from each other. What’s yours is yours, and what’s mine is mine. I don’t take advantage of you, and you don’t take advantage of me.

This kind of person is often said to be hypocritical and out of gregarious, but this kind of person is just the best to get along with.

Wang Mo just smiled and didn't say polite words like no need.

After a while, after Wang Mo, Nana and Master Ma's busy work, several dishes were already on the table.

Hu Youyu brought out a case of beer and said, "How can we do without wine!"

After everyone tasted the dishes made by Wang Mo, they were full of praise, and Hu Youyu was the fastest.

While stuffing food into his mouth, he asked curiously: "By the way, Wang Mo, you just said that you are an art student who just graduated. Which school did you graduate from?"

Wang Mo took a sip of wine and said casually, "Yanjing, Central Academy of Fine Arts!"

Hearing his words, Hu Youyu stopped his chopsticks, and said in surprise, "I'll go, you can, that is the academy that is also known as the highest palace of art in China along with Gome."

Even Damai looked at Wang Mo curiously.

But immediately Hu Youyu came to his senses, he asked suspiciously: "No, judging by your appearance, how could it be possible that you just graduated this year?"

"I didn't say I was an undergraduate, I just graduated with a Ph.D."

Hearing Wang Mo's words, everyone respected him. To be honest, no matter how much the outside world misunderstands doctoral students, when you hear that you are a doctoral student, the first reaction will be that you are very good.

Seeing everyone's gazes, Wang Mo laughed dumbly and said, "What are you doing? I'm not a rare animal. Besides, I'm just an art student, not one who studies natural science. Doctors are not very valuable in our industry."

Wang Mo's words made everyone laugh, and with a smile, suddenly Hu Youyu thought of something, looked at Wang Mo excitedly and asked: "By the way, Wang Mo, since you are also from Yangmei, then you must know that some time ago you The rumor about that professor in Central America, is it really like what the news said?"

Hu Youyu, to put it nicely, is cheerful and outgoing, but to put it badly, he has low EQ and lack of vision.

If it was someone else, even if they were curious about this, they would only ask Wang Mo in private, and they would even ask in a roundabout way.

After all, it is Wang Mo's alma mater. How do you know that they don't mind if you wantonly inquire about negative news about his alma mater?

But Wang Mo knew that this Hu Youyu had no other meaning, it was just pure curiosity and lack of understanding. Didn't he see that Nana had already kicked him several times under the table?

But obviously Hu Youyu didn't know what Nana meant, and asked in confusion, "What are you doing, you keep kicking me!"

Nana was speechless: "Eat, eat, you can choke to death!"

Damai wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to say it, while Ma Ye simply stayed out of it.

"It's okay. It's not a secret. It's already known. In fact, that professor is my mentor, but after his accident, I followed other mentors. I can't tell you whether his matter is true or not. No matter what he has done, he is still my teacher after all, and it seems a bit silly for me to talk about him behind his back, but I can tell you one thing, some of the materials used to expose him were handed in by me."

Speaking of which, Wang Mo stood up and said, "Okay, I've finished eating, and I'll leave it to you to wash the pot later on. I'm exhausted from the first day today, so I have to go up and take a good rest."

Looking at the back of Wang Mo leaving, even Hu Youyu, who has a big nerve, felt as if he had asked something he shouldn't have asked.

"Well, did I say something wrong again?"

Nana picked up the barley and said angrily, "You are just a mallet, clean up the pot by yourself!"

Originally, Damai wanted to stay and wash the pot with Hu Youyu, but she was no match for Nana.

At this time, Ma Ye also stood up and said: "This is not what a gentleman did!"

After that, he shook his head and went back to the house.

Hu Youyu was left standing foolishly in the kitchen alone.

After Wang Mo returned to the house, he hung the insect repellent incense he prepared on every corner of the bed, and even hung up the mosquito net.

He knew how powerful the mosquitoes were here, and he didn't want to feed them on the first night.

The next day, after waking up, Wang Mo started his own play, first starting from nearby places, visiting places of interest, after all, this is an ancient city that existed since the Tang Dynasty, and there are still many places to see.

After that, take a good stroll around the Erhai Lake.

For a place farther away, Wang Mo would go to the racecourse to rent a horse, and for a place farther away, he would rent a car and drive by himself.

Anyway, Wang Mo is basically not seen in the yard every day during the day, and sometimes even at night, he may not come back.

After a period of time, everyone also got used to the fact that Wang Mo, a tenant, never sees the end.

The windy courtyard has returned to its former tranquility.

Three days later, after Wang Mo's drawing equipment arrived, he carried a drawing board and toolbox with him every time he went out.

On the hillside, under the woods, by the stream...

The Cangshan Mountain with eighteen hills in the distance is covered with vast white snow, and the Erhai Lake, which stretches as far as the eye can see, blows waves with the wind.

Such a beautiful picture scroll, how could Wang Mo not be able to resist recording it.

If it is a sketch, it can be finished in just a few hours, but if it is an oil painting and fine brushwork, it cannot be completed in a day or two. Wang Mo often stays in the same place for several days, or even a week.

(End of this chapter)