Monster Apartment

After Gu Lang smashed six SLRs and eight lenses in just four days, Gu Bai finally completed a set of design drawings.

Since the teachers and seniors had expressed that they wanted him to prove his innocence with his strength, Gu Bailian also set up a few tripods and took pictures of the equipment in all directions during the design process.

The shooting was not professional, but compared to someone staring at him before, with only a few ordinary equipment and the presence of Gu Lang, Gu Bai was obviously more comfortable.

Gu Bai collected this stack of drafts and design drawings—the design drawings were made by a computer and were fairly detailed, but he probably only understood the drafts.

After packing up his things, Gu Bai walked over to take down the shooting equipment and glanced up at the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor of his house.

Gu Lang pulled a soft cushion and leaned against the corner formed by the floor-to-ceiling windows and the wall, playing with the new SLR in his hand.

He is not very interested in human society, but he still thinks a little bit about the things his good boy gave - although he accidentally crushed a few with a strong hand.

However, thanks to the crushed SLRs and lenses, Gu Lang quickly learned how to use computers and online shopping.

Anyway, the money was in Gu Bai's account.

Gu Lang didn't feel that there was anything wrong, and Gu Bai didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

During the time when Gu Bai was obsessed with painting, Gu Lang had been playing around with the SLR in his hand.

He finally managed to control his strength reluctantly, and felt that the operation of this thing in his hand was much simpler than that of raising Gu Bai who was stupid and thoughtless.

Gu Bai looked at Gu Lang sitting in the corner lazily, basking in the sun, and felt as if he saw a big lion lazily swinging its tail to rest.

It's been a long time since he had been quiet with his dad for so long.

The last week he stayed together was the summer vacation after his college entrance examination.

Gu Bai bends the corner of his mouth, silently, and continues to pack the equipment and tripod.

Gu Lang listened to the rustle of paper and pen touch for four days. At this moment, he finally heard something else and raised his head.

When he gets along with his good cubs, he is always restrained, whether it is evil spirits, tempers or other things, they have restrained a lot.

It wasn't because of anything else, it was just because he was used to staying with Gu Bai-to be precise, it should be the rare peace and composure around Mending Tianshi.

Gu Bai was still cleaning up.

The busy days of the past few days have made the large studio on the second floor very messy, and there are even traces of accidentally dripping paint on the ground.

Coupled with the hanging sketches and drafts, as well as the finished paintings danglingly placed against the wall, this large and spacious studio was messed up-even a bit crowded.

However, Gu Bai himself liked more crowded and narrow places, probably because the house he lived in before was very small, so this narrow and chaotic place made him feel particularly safe.

Although he did have obsessive-compulsive disorder to clean up all this after painting.

Gu Lang watched as his darling cub was as busy as a small spinning top in this slightly messy large studio.

Light spilled in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the very well-lit studio, but the temperature in the room has not changed, keeping it at a fairly cool level.

The sunlight seemed to be very favored by the small spinning tops in the room, flowing on him, lingering with a layer of golden streamer.

Gu Lang looked down at the camera in his hand.

In the past few days, he has clicked the shutter many times without any problems, and most of the protagonists are his good cubs who are indulging in painting.

The people in the picture are unaware of the camera, and most of them bow their heads quietly and earnestly watching the work underneath.

Gu Lang flipped through these pictures and slapped his tongue slightly.

There was no such good thing in the past-in Gu Lang's situation that he didn't want to deal more with humans at all, the impression that he had lost a lot of things still stayed in a very early age.

There was no such prop that could record the scene so clearly before.

Most of them rely on painters to save some precious pictures.

But the age is different, the level of the painter is different, after all, there is no way to honestly record everything.

Gu Lang looked at the clear and gentle picture in the camera, and he paused slightly when he looked at Gu Bai in the picture.

"These human things are pretty good," he said suddenly.

Gu Bai raised his head when he heard the sound. Before his brain could react to what he had just heard, his old father snapped several pictures.

Gu Bai was taken aback, and touched his nose shyly.

Gu Lang easily took a few more pictures, just thinking how good he was to take pictures.

"Dad, do you like this?" Gu Bai asked.

Gu Lang paused and froze for a while, then bowed his head and fiddled with the SLR in his hand for a while, and he looked a little dazed.

Gu Bai tidied up while waiting for his dad to finish.

In Gu Bai's memory, his father never seemed to show any interest or liking for something.

Gu Bai didn't understand before, but now he understands a little.

When even the most basic stomach can't be filled, who would have extra free thoughts to wonder if there is anything he likes.

If you insist on saying what you like, it is probably just to eat.

Gu Bai felt that his dad wouldn't be able to come back to his senses after a while.

Sure enough, it wasn't until he started to wipe the floor that Gu Lang slowly recovered, and said casually: "Well, it's not annoying."

Gu Bai nodded, wiped the floor, and bought a complete set of professional equipment and a large number of photography books for his father.

Then he lowered his head and touched the hand rope, after hesitating for a while, he still didn't hand over the hand rope that the old father gave him. Instead, he turned out a golden armband from the hand rope and handed it to Gu Lang.

Gu Lang took it, still a little confused.

"If you don't plan to stay in one place, you still have to have something by your side, Dad." Gu Bai said, and stuffed two cards into the armband, and stuffed some bits and pieces of self-defense stuff inside. .

Finally, he whispered: "I think it's good to have a little exposure to human society..."

Gu Lang heard what his good boy said, thought about it, and responded.

Gu Lang himself didn't have any ideas, anyway, as long as he was not allowed to associate with those sacred beasts, he would basically be able to hear it.

What the good boy said is what he said, Gu Lang thought.

Gu Bai buckled his old father's arm, and seeing Gu Lang's serious response, the whole person seemed a lot clearer.

He took Gu Lang downstairs and said, "Go, accompany me to the construction team."

The construction team is certainly not an ordinary person's construction team.

There is not much time left for the exhibition, and the human construction team simply cannot meet Gu Bai's requirements.

A group of monsters engaged in rapid construction, under the gluttonous gaze that can scare the courage, quickly reached an agreement with Gu Bai, and dispatched, digesting Gu Bai’s design at the fastest speed in his life, and according to His request was fulfilled.

The second building of the S City Art Expo Center changed drastically in just one week.

During the construction period, Gu Bai was still very honest and photographed the process.

Anyway, when it was finally released, it had to be speeded up and edited. In terms of timing, Gu Bai didn't worry about exposure at all.

When the construction is over, it is natural to start painting.

It is rare for Gu Lang to stay in one place for such a long time, and he patiently met with Gu Bai's teachers.

——Those humans looked at him a little strange, but when he frowned, those humans shook his way back.

This made Gu Lang feel very boring.

He finally lost his patience when Gu Bai started to paint, took the money that Gu Bai had given him and patted his **** with the SLR and left.

Gu Bai was a little bit disappointed, but still vigorously lifted his spirits and started to paint.

When Si Yiming was busy with a lot of work, Gu Bai had already come to an end.

As soon as Mr. Si came back, he went straight to the place where Gu Bai's breath was.

As soon as Si Yiming walked in here, he was shaken back several steps by the terrifying coercion from the paved surface.

——To be precise, it was not coercion, but was awed by Gu Bai's painting of the canvas with the inside of the entire building inside.

That is the world that ordinary people should never see, and in the eyes of monsters, the imagery contained in this spiritual painting is enough to scare away a large group of monsters who have never seen Jie Lei.

Even Si Yiming rushed in without any preparation, but was shocked.

Mr. Si feels deeply embarrassed.

Gu Bai faintly heard a little movement. He turned around and clearly caught Si Yiming who was breathing deeply at the door in the relatively dim space.

He waved his hand happily: "Mr. Si, you are back!"

Si Yiming also waved his hand. After he was mentally prepared, he carefully surveyed the surrounding circle, and felt that he should invite his colleagues and enemies to come and see.

He can't be the only one to be ashamed.

Even if no one sees it!

"What are you planning to do?" Si Yiming stepped in and asked.

"This is the seventh layer of heaven." Gu Bai replied happily, "but I don't know why. After the teacher and the others came two days ago, they never wanted to come in again."

Si Yiming: "..."

It is enough for ordinary humans to endure this shock once. They don't realize the deepest beauty of spiritual paintings without practicing, but they will have nightmares if they watch them more than once.

"I think I painted well." Gu Bai scratched his head, a little puzzled.

Mr. Si thought for a while, and finally nodded: "It's pretty good."

At least after this painting is finished, with this building as the center, there will be no more unusual incidents in a radius of several hundred miles.

"This picture is very different from your previous style." Si Yiming commented.

Gu Bai shook his head: "I haven't finished painting yet, and the theme this time is storm."

Mr. Si felt that even if it was a storm, it was a bit too much to bring the scene of the seventh layer of heaven over.

However, Gu Bai drew a very energetic look, so he was not prepared to say more.

After Gu Bai finished decorating the picture on the wall, he climbed down the ladder, and then began to paint the last step.

Si Yiming looked at the Jianmu seedlings quickly formed under Gu Bai, raised his eyebrows, and then walked out of the building. He decided to find a few monsters who were working in the promotion and marketing outlets to add fire to the big show.

In mid-September, the annual large-scale art exhibition is held as scheduled.

This time the exhibition is divided into two pavilions.

Building 1 is a regular exhibition, mainly painting and sculpture, and the third floor is a photography exhibition.

Building No. 2 is quite special.

The entire building of Building No. 2 is a complete work.

The name of the work is "Tian Wai Tian", and the author is Gu Bai, a new and emerging artist who has recently risen to fame.

Some people went in, some of them changed their complexion and ran out as soon as they entered the door. This group of people were more sensitive.

Some people walked in firmly, and after staying strong for less than two minutes, they walked out pale. These were the vast majority of ordinary people.

The remaining small part came out after a long time after walking in. When I went in, I carried a notebook, and when I came out, the notebook was already full of things.

This part, after watching the previous promotion, came over here to find out.

This is a building without any abnormality from the outside.

But once stepped into the exhibition hall, the pressure and panic that rushed over filled his chest, and it was almost impossible to raise the thoughts of careful exploration and turned his head and fled.

But it is not the one who stayed without holding the instinctive fear.

The interior color of the whole building is a deep dark red, the cloth that blocks the light is very special, and the light has also been specially studied. The sunlight in September shines through the special material of the cloth, and the entire space shows a transparent dark red. .

It is as clear as a crimson gem.

The picture inside is not as elegant as a gem.

It looked very dark and cruel, the dark purple electric light tore through the sky, spreading countless terrifying lightning.

The wind wrapped the thunder and shattered the ground and the air, hitting and exploding, almost people could hear the shocking rumbling sound.

The whole picture looks distorted and terrifying.

Directly opposite the entrance of the exhibition hall, through the densely packed electric lights on both sides, in the distorted and **** vision, you can see a towering mountain peak.

The top of the mountain was immersed in the clouds, and after the clouds, you could vaguely see the dark turbid liquid tumbling violently, as if it was about to break through the obstacles of the sky and pouring down at any time.

Many people often feel uncomfortable and suffocated when they see this place, can't bear it, and turn their heads and leave.

The rest of the people, after carefully watching the distorted pictures, finally turned their eyes to the end where the main body of the picture is not the subject of the picture, but the sense of existence is surprisingly high.

At the bottom of the mountain, there is a little gold that is diametrically opposite to this picture.

That is a small seedling.

The purple trunk, the black tree pattern, and the green leaves are exuding dots of golden light, a small mass, barely illuminating the surrounding area that is not the size of a palm.

The strong vitality that reveals makes the tourists who feel the suddenly tense atmosphere because of stepping into the building suddenly relax.

It stayed there quietly, indifferent to the evils around it, working hard and surging with vitality.

It's like a flame in the struggle, the last struggling hope in the dark.

Many people who came to Gu Bai, a new and up-and-coming artist who has recently risen to fame, were relieved.

——I also wondered when this man changed his sex. When I finally saw the golden bit, I suddenly realized that this man is always like this.

Looking at people through paintings, there is always hope and warmth in the hearts of those who paint.

Noting that the tourists here finally relax, and then look at the surrounding pictures, it no longer looks so amazing.

Gu Bai did not go to the exhibition hall.

Too many people is one aspect, mainly because he has read all the works before the launch.

This is not the first time Gu Bai has painted such a large-scale work. He has accumulated such experience when he helped rabbit spirits paint dormitories in the Penglai Mirage.

This time it was very easy to draw large-scale paintings.

He is very confident in his work, but even so, he is somewhat concerned about comments.

Gu Bai held the tablet, which was a social account that Mr. Xie gave him toss about.

A new video was posted on the account in response to the outside world's questioning of Gu Bai's work in "Tian Wai Tian".

Countless people questioned that this is a team work rather than a single work.

And this video was released as a face slap, and after being promoted by a series of monsters buried in humans, it was extremely popular.

Many people went to the exhibition after hearing the news, and most of them fell under the **** of art instantly after being shocked.

Gu Bai became famous.

I don't know how many art people and social accounts praise him, and many people still question him.

He has a good temper, but he is still a little unhappy in the face of overwhelming doubts.

With a slightly puffed face, he took this account and Mr. Si's account willfully, and praised those who spoke for him one by one.

After clicking like, Gu Bai felt very satisfied that he had won.

He looked at the comments at the bottom of the video happily, and his face flushed with praise from the comments about fairy paintings.

Mr. Si and Mrs. Spirit Snake learned a new dish and were tossing in the kitchen.

The smell of rice wafted out of the kitchen, revealing a peaceful and warm smell.

"Go wash your hands." Mr. Si poked his head out of the kitchen and said.

Gu Bai heard the words, put down the tablet, rubbed his still warm face, got up and walked into the kitchen: "Come on!"

When Gu Bai was washing his hands, he glanced at the eggplant pot in the bowl.

It smells good, but looks a bit bad.

Mr. Si's next pot is the green onion omelette he has mastered.

Gu Bai glanced at the beaten eggs and whispered: "Mr. Si, I want to eat tomato scrambled eggs!"

Si Yiming was about to pour the egg liquid into the pot, then turned his head and glanced at Gu Bai.

Gu Bai's face was still flushing, and he looked at him with bright eyes.

Mr. Si thought for a while and said, "You give me a kiss first."

Gu Bai dried his hands and tweeted directly.

Mr. Si changed his face: "Kiss again."

Gu Bai paused, and kissed again obediently.

Mr. Si pointed to his thin lips: "And here."

Gu Bai's eyes rounded slightly, and he leaned over to take a bite on Mr. Si's mouth.

This bite was a bit fierce, but Mr. Si enjoyed it very much.

He smiled satisfied, turned his head, and took two tomatoes out of the refrigerator.

Gu Bai looked at Mr. Si raising his sleeves and tossing tomatoes seriously, couldn't help but laugh, and raised his hand to hug the man in front of him.

Mr. Si moved for a while, turned around and patted him on the back: "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing."

Gu Bai rubbed his Mr. Si and smelled the smell of his home from him.

He raised his head, grabbed Mr. Si by the collar and pulled him down, and took a sigh of relief. Under Mr. Si's surprised gaze, he buried his head in Mr. Si's shoulder.

The assaulted Mr. Si helplessly rubbed his head: "What's the matter?"

Gu Bai rubbed his neck and groaned: "Mr. Si."

"Ok?"

"I like you so much."

Si Yiming paused, his unstoppable smile filled his eyes.

He lowered his head and kissed the red eartips of Gu Bai, and responded vaguely and softly: "It's a coincidence, so do I."

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