Chapter 722 - Primordial (1/2)

Wu Hai the Eaves and Eaves Wu were the new nicknames that Wu Hai had obtained this year. In fact, this nickname was a praise of his achievements. He had gotten this nickname during the beginning of the year at the World Youth Art Exhibition when a painting of his was sold at the highest price during the exhibition. At the same time, the media started describing Wu Hai with numerous phrases such as “never before seen angle”, “the first person who looked at the world with his head raised”, and so on. He received favorable reviews, and had distinguished himself among the painters of many countries.

One could say that Wu Hai had made the country proud. The painting he used during the exhibition was called “Eaves”. This was a painting that Wu Hai had gained inspiration to create while lying on the ground looking at the world for many days at an odd angle.

Because of this, Wu Hai was now known as Wu Hai the Eaves or Eaves Wu.

Since Gao Song knew this nickname, it was clear that she was also someone who had been paying attention to the painting industry. Furthermore, she was Jiang Changxi’s friend. Wu Hai was too unique an individual for her to miss.

“Yeap, I am that painter,” Wu Hai answered before repeating his invitation, “Can we have a chat over a glass of Watermelon Juice?”

Yuan Zhou was of the opinion that Wu Hai’s method of hitting on someone was too crude. He lacked skill, and his way of going about it would annoy his target. Yuan Zhou believed that if he was the one doing it, he would be able to pull it off perfectly.

“Sure. I visit art exhibitions frequently anyway. I am quite interested in paintings,” Gao Song agreed. It turned out that she was also an art lover.

“Erm… Teacher Gao, I’ll be leaving first then,” her student tactfully excused herself.

After the student left, the two order a glass of fruit juice each. Gao Song did not seem nervous at all and immediately started a conversation, “I heard you like to snatch the food of others.”

Heard? Who did she hear it from? Must be Jiang Changxi. If this was any other day, Wu Hai would definitely not admit to this and stubbornly stand his ground. But now that he had something much more important to do, he spoke frankly.

He asked, “Beauty, you mentioned earlier that dancing is very skill-intensive and the act of dancing has many meanings adhered to it, right?”

Yuan Zhou rubbed his nonexistent mustache and praised inwardly that Wu Hai was smart enough to look for a common topic to talk about.

“Yeah, that’s right. Regardless of whether it was dancing in competitions, social events, or dancing as an exercise like how the old people would do at the park nowadays, they each serve their own purpose. For example, dancing at the park was an act of enriching and entertaining the lives of the elderlies,” Gao Song explained.

“Wow, a beauty indeed has no brain,” Wu Hai said, stunning Gao Song.

Gao Song did not understand what this meant. Was he flirting? Granted, she was frequently hit on, but she had never seen such flirting where a person opened the conversation by saying she was brainless. It did not seem like Wu Hai was creating drama to catch her attention or something as well. Gao Song could feel that Wu Hai was being deadly serious when he spoke those words.

Furthermore, Wu Hai had indeed treated her to this Watermelon Juice as he had paid for it.

According to the rumors in the painting industry, Eaves Wu had a very bad temper. Those begging for a painting from him had a failure rate of 99.8%. Gao Song finally believed this rumor.

“What did I say wrong? Please enlighten me,” Gao Song had a good temper and did not get angry. She asked about it instead.

“What do you regard as the perfect form of art?” Wu Hai asked a completely random question.

“Western opera?” Gao Song answered after thinking for a bit.