Monster Apartment

"Grow taller?" Gu Bai was stunned, and touched the top of his head, feeling nothing.

"I think it has grown a little bit taller." Senior Brother said.

Probably it is the keen observation ability unique to art practitioners. It always feels more sensitive to small changes in the smallest details.

Gu Bai thought of his recent increase in appetite, and thought of the long body sentence Mr. Si said, and he was a little excited: "Then... take it?"

The senior brother glanced at the time, and nodded simply before the official start point.

In the exhibition hall where there is no energy and height, the senior brother borrowed a measuring tape from the designer next to him.

The senior brother stepped on the bottom, then pulled up against Gu Bai's back, pressed his fluffy hair, and made a gesture: "Ouch."

Gu Bai was crushed on his head and did not dare to move: "How is it?"

"It's 1.5 centimeters taller!" Senior Brother said.

Gu Bai turned his head and looked at the mark in surprise, and touched his belly, which he had eaten so much every day and didn't see any growth: "It's really a secondary development."

The senior brother looked at Gu Bai, who was half a head shorter than him, touched the small twitch on his head, and encouraged: "Keep working hard."

"Okay!" Gu Bai replied and rubbed his belly again. He must try to eat more for his height!

By the way, do more stretching exercises, maybe you can get longer.

"Today, finish the light underneath." I always pointed to the bonfire on the wall that was not too complete. The center of the bonfire was a group of special soft light bulbs, flat and small, attached to the wall. After that, there are only small ups and downs, which are small flaws that can be easily dealt with.

However, the environmental color and light around the campfire will be relatively more complicated when entering the end of refinement.

Gu Bai took out the paint from the toolbox, pulled a piece of clean plastic sheet and put it on the ground. He sat down on it, crossed his legs, picked up the additives and the paint and mixed them carefully, bowed his head to match the colors.

Gu Bai didn't mind sitting on the ground directly, but looking at this posture, the rain may not stop today, so he might have to take Mr. Si's car back in the afternoon, so it's not easy to get someone else's car dirty.

This mural by Gu Bai and his senior brother looks down from the dark and dark blue with stars and no moon above them. Under the night is the white snow on the top of the mountain, and underneath are the dark green mountains in the dark, dim. The white color gives them a clear outline.

Beneath the mountains is a flat and rich grassland, which spreads like a green carpet, with a very shallow but wide beach in the center.

There was a tent on the edge of the water beach, and a bonfire was lit, bright and bright, and a Tibetan antelope came quietly by the bonfire, holding his front hoof and hesitating whether to move on.

The other side under the night, written by the senior brother, is an endless pasture, on which there are running Tibetan antelope flocks, and on one side they are resting, and yaks and wild donkeys, as well as a few wild horses can be vaguely glimpsed in the distance.

Gu Bai drew a few strands of cotton and linen with excellent dyeing properties, carefully flattened the edge of the light bulb in the center of the bonfire, and then applied the paint layer by layer.

Today, the weather is not good and the humidity is too high. It is a big problem for the paint to dry. Even with quick-drying additives, the paint dries slowly.

Gu Bai couldn't help but while waiting, he turned his head to refine the background.

The rain made the entire exhibition hall look a little damp and sticky, and occasionally the wind brought in when someone came in seemed to be caught in rain.

Gu Bai looked at his wall, a little worried.

"This kind of weather is slowing down, or let's buy a hair dryer." Gu Bai had a bad idea.

The brother turned his head and glanced at him, and gently poked Gu Bai's head with the paintbrush in his hand: "Don't think about it, just draw it."

Gu Bai rubbed his face, and just about to sit back on the plastic sheet, he heard the chief planner walk over with a watch and said to the senior: "Fill in the work information and prepare to display the card."

The brother nodded and took the form, and then took the ballpoint pen. Before thinking about it, he bowed his head and started to write.

Gu Bai stretched his head and glanced, only to find that in the column of the author, his name was at the front.

Like this kind of collaborative work, the names of the authors of the display cards are arranged in a regular manner. The ones listed in the front are generally understood as the main creators of the works. Normally, it is assumed that the people behind are responsible for the work.

At this time, it’s not a matter of ranking in no particular order. At this time, the ranking is so serious that people can know who is the main creator.

Gu Bai felt that his hand was probably slippery. He poked his waist lightly and reminded him: "Brother, the author's name."

The brother glanced at the name, checked for typos, and looked up in confusion, "Is there a typo?"

"I mean the order." Gu Bai explained.

The brother watched it again and was even more puzzled: "The order is correct."

Gu Bai was stunned, pointing to the form and then to himself: "I... the main creator?"

"Of course." The brother looked at him strangely, "Isn't it? You are the original author of this draft design."

Gu Bai was silly for a while, looked down at the form, and wanted to say something, but couldn't talk about it. In the end, he just looked at the senior and laughed stupidly.

The brother looked at him with such a silly and happy look, and dumbly raised his hand and rubbed his head: "I'm happy with this? Before, only your name was written on the two sides of the Art Expo Center."

Gu Bai shook his head: "That's different."

The display card on the group wall of the Art Expo Center, his name is still placed in the last place!

"Okay, let's paint your picture." The senior brother withdrew his hand and continued to fill out the form.

When Si Yiming came to pick up Gu Bai in the afternoon, he harvested a Gu Xiaobai who was like a little red flower in kindergarten.

Mr. Si couldn't help but follow Gu Bai's silly look.

Gu Bai fastened his seat belt, took the plastic bag and packed the wet raincoat and umbrella so as not to wet the car, and then said to Si Yiming very happily: "Mr. Si, I'm the main creative for this job!"

Si Yiming took this for granted, but Gu Bai looked happy after thinking about it and boasting: "Not bad."

Gu Bai was praised, and couldn't help but smirk twice, holding his raincoat and umbrella, and looking at the pouring rain curtain outside the car, he felt sunny.

Gu Bai is a person who is particularly good at making fun of himself. He grabbed a little bit of pleasure. He can have a long and happy life for several days. On the contrary, those troubles that make him unhappy, he grabbed and turned his head. Throw him out of your head.

For so many years, there were no friends and no serious parents to take care of. Gu Bai persisted with this mentality.

After so many years, I didn't think there was anything wrong.

There are so many happy things in this world, why do you have to stop and be angry for the unpleasantness?

Gu Bai looked out the window at the moment, which had caused a lot of inconvenience in his work and life, and looked at them as lovely.

The sound of rain is so nice, the rain nourishes everything, the air will be fresher after the rain, and the sky will become as blue as washing.

When Si Yiming started the car, he heard Gu Bai humming a bad tune in a good mood.

The tune was a bit familiar, Si Yiming couldn't remember which song it was for a while.

While Si Yiming couldn't help thinking, Gu Bai turned his head and asked him, "What do you want for dinner, Mr. Si?"

"It's all good." Si Yiming didn't pick it up, and then added, "Today we are the two."

Gu Bai nodded, watched the car leave the exhibition area, and began to wonder what would be better to eat today.

Both he and Si Yiming belong to the sweet party, and even tofu brains like to put sugar in them, but they are quite unified.

In the exhibition hall, Gu Bai's senior brother was stunned to see his little junior brother being picked up by the luxury car this morning, and he felt like he was going to suffer.

Gu Bai is only twenty-three right now!

Si Yiming looked at the information and only thirty-two!

A mere nine years old!

No matter how you think, it won't be the feelings of elders.

The goddess of art is really wearing a green hat.

The rain came really scary, and it didn't stop until Gu Bai finished his work this time.

Occasionally, the rain will become smaller, but the raindrops will also fall scattered, large and small, but I have never heard of it. The water level of the river in S City has risen a lot. It is said that the relevant departments have begun to prepare. A temporary dam has been built.

Gu Bai bit his chopsticks, listened to the rain outside the window, looked at Zhai Liangjun, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Zhai, can you fly tomorrow in such weather?"

"Yes." After Zhai Liangjun finished answering, he concentrated on the white chicken.

The monsters who are willing to mix in human society have penetrated into all aspects of humanity. Passenger planes can’t fly, so Si Yiming can use his private jet. It’s easy to catch someone who is the captain of human society. Si Yiming's private plane was stacked in several layers, even if it hit the Dapeng Bird head-on, it was definitely Dapeng Bird, not Si Yiming's plane.

When Gu Bai heard that he could fly, he let go of his heart.

He has packed his luggage, and his paintings are covered with cloth to prevent falling dust, and he is waiting to leave tomorrow.

Zhai Liangjun has been busy for these two months, handling the documentary issue with one hand, and holding the newly-started Monster Monster Streaming Company tightly with the other. The whole vixen is too busy.

After knowing that Si Yiming would go with him this time, he was relieved a lot.

Because Zhai Liangjun was going to dig out some monsters in the northern mountains to work, but if he really wanted him to throw Gu Bai away, he wouldn't be able to do this.

It would be easier to have Si Yiming.

Wouldn't it be beautiful to let Si Yiming go to a fight with Gu Lang?

The private jet was provided by Si Yiming. Gu Bai looked at the cabin, which was completely different from the passenger plane, feeling a little uncomfortable, so he had to squeeze the window and look out of the window which was soaked by rain.

As the plane passed through the heavy rain clouds, Gu Bai vaguely saw a few lightning bolts passing through the dark clouds.

Gu Bai looked at the scene in amazement, lowered his head and pulled out the drawing paper, wanting to make a sketch.

As soon as he pulled out the paper and raised his head again, he saw that behind the cloud that was illuminated by lightning, there was a wild blue dragon dancing!

Gu Bai's mind was dazed, his eyes widened in astonishment, and another flash of lightning accompanied the rolling thunder to illuminate the sky.

But behind the clouds was clean again, and there was nothing left.

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