Monster Apartment

After Gu Bai knew which gadgets were not ordinary things, he wanted to find time to go back.

But his dad has gone back so many times over the years, and he has given him a lot of odds and ends. He packed up and sent him to estimate that the shipping cost would not be much cheaper.

But now Gu Bai has the braided rope on his wrist, which can be taken back with him, saving a lot of trouble.

Gu Bai's hometown is a bit far away from City S. In a small county town on the 18th line in the south inland, no one has ever heard the name.

It is definitely impossible to go back and forth in one day.

"Mr. Secretary, can I?"

Gu Bai was asking Si Yiming's opinion, because he knew now that he was like a small light bulb during his growth period, and he would be eaten if he didn't stay obediently in a place protected by a big brother or a formation at night.

If he wants to go back and pack things, he must first ensure his own safety.

Si Yiming had seen Gu Bai's resume, and he knew exactly where Gu Bai's hometown was.

He thought for a while, then nodded: "Yes, I also want to go to the south."

Among the four-party mythical beasts guarding the south is the Zhuniao. The population of the south can hardly make a gap. The biggest advantage of the south is that there are not many strange beasts that will cause catastrophes.

In addition, Qilin Jiaxuan and other stray beasts that patrol the country occasionally help out. Zhu Niao, a beast that controls such a large area in the south, can be considered busy for the time being.

But being too busy does not mean that she really wants to work overtime.

Si Yiming was going to stop by Zhu Niao and ask her if there was anything that could increase her original strength and temporarily suppress evil spirits instead of her.

Although the portraits that Bai Ze painted for them were also spiritual paintings, because Bai Ze was mass-produced at that time, he did not spend a lot of effort, and the effect of the spiritual paintings that Gu Bai devoted himself to painting was simply incomparable.

In addition to the fact that the Sifang Divine Beast area is so large, there is no way to be like Si Yiming, and an ordinary painting of about six square meters can hold down the grid that he is responsible for.

Xuanwu has the stone stele that he once carried that symbolizes the sky and the earth, Baihu has the scratch board that has existed for thousands of years, and Canglong and Zhuniao have no such things.

If they want Gu Bai's spiritual painting to help them guard one side, they have to come up with something.

Si Yiming thought while asking Gu Bai: "When are you going to go?"

"Is it all right this afternoon?" Gu Bai saw the little monsters digging into the grass and the ground. He stood up and whispered, "I will sort out the design and give the design draft to my senior, and go back quickly while the review period is on. One trip."

Si Yiming nodded: "Yes."

As the chairman of the Super Niubi Group, Mr. Si only needs to go to a meeting occasionally a month, and occasionally kick out a few human executives who want to do things with one or two documents.

After putting Gu Bai's spiritual painting town in the matrix, he can even squat at home and fish and sleep every day, sleeping back all the sleep that he didn't sleep enough before, and he doesn't have to go out and inspect once a week.

To sum up, Mr. Si has been very idle lately.

He can leave at any time.

And Gu Bai is very busy.

After he got the answer, he hurriedly left the rooftop.

The roof and the elevator are separated by a height of one floor, and there is a staircase of about twenty steps in the middle.

Gu Bai leaned on the handrails, swiftly under his feet, and in the blink of an eye he reached the elevator door downstairs.

Gu Bai looked down at his toes and looked up at the stairs again. After thinking about it, after pressing the elevator button, while waiting for the elevator, he turned around and raised his foot and jumped upstairs again.

Si Yiming was also preparing to go down, but as soon as he reached the top of the stairs, he saw Gu Bai jumped back, and even failed to stop the car, he rammed into his arms.

Gu Bai finally reached the height of Si Yiming's shoulders. Mr. Si lifted his head slightly to prevent Gu Bai from knocking his perfect chin. Just about to reach out to support Gu Bai, he felt a pain in his chest. .

Si Yiming was dumbfounded for two seconds.

Gu Bai, a little cub, would hurt him!

He looked at Gu Bai who took a step back and shook his head without any pain, and took a deep breath.

It seems that the head is very iron, Gu Xiaobai.

Mr. Si wanted to rub his chest, but because of his superb image, he held back and asked, "Why did you run back again?"

"Mr. Si." Gu Bai looked at Si Yiming in surprise, "I suddenly ran so fast!"

Twenty-odd steps of stairs, "chipping" came up in two seconds!

Si Yiming felt the spiritual power surging in Gu Bai's body as if he was awakened, and knew that this was exactly what happened to human beings after they were entrained into the body, but human beings were opened to the door of cultivation, and Gu Bai It just awakens the sleeping instinct.

Mr. Si was very calm, and said to Gu Bai: "Calm down, it's just a routine operation."

But Gu Bai couldn't calm down. As if he had discovered the new world, he ran back and forth on the stairs several times, almost appearing afterimages, but his face was not covered with sweat at all.

Gu Bai's face was not flushed or panting, he was full of interest, and even ran a few laps around the rooftop!

Mr. Si walked slowly to the front of the elevator and called out Gu Bai when the elevator door opened.

In the next second, Gu Bai appeared in front of him, his eyes sparkling, and he walked into the elevator very briskly.

Mr. Si looked at the boy's lively appearance, the corners of his mouth were slightly cocked, and he closed the elevator door.

Gu Bai felt the benefits of spiritual power more and more clearly, for example, his thinking became smoother, his vision became wider, and his legs and feet became a lot stronger.

Most importantly, he is not hungry anymore.

As Gu Bai sorted out the information printed out last night, he wondered if the sip of vitality in the morning would make him feel hungry all day.

The food intake during the growth period is really terrible. In order to fill his stomach these few days, the property will come to give him a lot of raw fruits and vegetables every two hours.

Mr. Si said that when they were growing up, they were in an environment with ample aura. Although they had a large appetite, they did not feel hungry.

Gu Bai belongs to the one who was born untimely.

Gu Bai sighed, carefully clipped the design draft into a large paper folder, put a stack of printed materials and screen decomposition instructions in it, and sent it to the security booth at the door, ready to ask the security guard at the door. My brother helped him send a courier in the same city.

But today the person squatting in the security booth is a stranger.

Gu Bai was stunned, thinking of his dad's previous phone call to send the dog monster to the door, and then he realized that Gu Lang was referring to the original security guard.

Not an acquaintance, Gu Bai was stunned.

He stood outside the security booth and hesitated, not knowing how to speak.

The temporary guards of Jiuzhou Shanhaiyuan were all monsters with extremely powerful investigative capabilities. He immediately spotted Gu Bai standing at the door.

"What's the matter?" the new security guard asked.

Gu Bai looked up at the other person, showing a small smile, then quickly retracted his gaze and lowered his head: "I want to trouble you to give me one..."

When Gu Bai said this, he paused, and suddenly realized that what he was holding in his hand was a painting by Zhang Ling.

If you hand the spirit painting into the hands of a monster that you don't know and distrust, the probability of someone absconding with the painting is very high.

So Gu Bai shook his head apologetically, turned his head back, and pushed out his own little eDonkey, hummed and rode to the subway station, then ran to the gate of the community where the principal brother lived, and handed him the painting himself. And refused the other party's invitation to go in for a cup of tea.

The senior brother in charge looked at the folder in his hand, and knew that Gu Bai was very courageous for outsiders, so he simply pulled Gu Bai to sit down on the flowerbed by the roadside, opened the folder directly, and took a look at the painting. .

With just one glance, his gaze couldn't turn away.

In terms of traditional art, it is difficult to compare with computer-board drawing in terms of the level of delicacy and flexibility, but it has one point, but it is excellent enough.

It is his brushstrokes and techniques that cannot be used in board drawing.

Now that many decorative murals simply choose computer inkjet, the traditional mural industry is declining.

If you want to attract the attention of ordinary people, unless you have enough impact and freshness like Gu Bai painted 3D walls before, plus enough heavyweight publicity, you can achieve the same effect as before.

The era of attracting people with pictures alone has long passed. People want to see new and exciting things. No one cares about traditional art.

But Gu Bai's picture is different.

It seems to have a trace of magic that makes people unable to move their eyes. The scene in the painting is vividly in front of the eyes, but the silent picture is trembled by the waves and the long cries of the mysterious tortoise.

Even if it was just a drawing that was not particularly detailed, it caught people's attention at once.

The brother stared at the painting for a long time before regaining his senses. He turned his head and glanced at Gu Bai, then raised his hand and patted Gu Bai's shoulder heavily.

The posterity is terrible.

He thought, the appeal of Gu Bai's painting is really amazing.

Senior brother has always known that Gu Bai's talent is very good. To put it simply, his paintings are very aura, the colors are very cleverly thrown, and the cold-toned pictures can also be painted with a warm feeling.

No matter what the picture is in his paintings, the tenacity of working hard will almost come out through the paper.

This kind of mysterious thing is called style.

A fixed style is a very precious thing for an art practitioner, it is very symbolic, and it is also a stepping stone to the honor of the artist in this industry.

They originally thought that Gu Bai would need to polish for a long time before he could shine with his amazing brilliance. No one had thought that this day would come so abruptly so quickly.

Almost caught off guard.

"Xiaobai, you..." Senior brother paused, "As a business manuscript, it's too wasteful."

Gu Bai looked at the painting and knew why the brother said that.

"It's okay." Gu Bai was silent for two seconds after speaking, then he straightened his chest, his face serious, "I can draw better in the future."

Brother was a little surprised.

Gu Bai in his cognition has hardly displayed such a definite self-confidence.

He looked down at the manuscript in his hand again, and then carefully read the information and painting design instructions provided by Gu Bai, with a long sigh of relief.

"We are not signing a copyright buyout. If you are willing to take this painting to the exhibition, it will not be considered a breach of contract, but it will not work for other purposes."

Gu Bai nodded, but when this painting has time to refine it is still a mystery here.

The brother was still feeling full of emotion in his heart while holding the painting. He patted Gu Bai on the shoulder: "Okay, let's go back."

"Thank you brother." Gu Bai stood up, smiled at the brother, and turned away happily.

The senior brother looked down at his palm, gestured to the height of Gu Bai just now, and raised his eyes to look at Gu Bai's back.

I always feel that the younger brother has grown a little taller, and the whole person is drawn.

But now is not the time to pursue this matter, the senior brother looked down at the drawing in his hand, and carefully put it back into the file bag.

The young junior has such a talent and progress so fast, he is also diligent in practicing and creating.

Unlike them who have already formed, Gu Bai still has bright prospects and room for progress visible to the naked eye in the art industry. He can only study his aura in commercial projects all the year round.

Brother sighed and called the teacher

It's probably worth mentioning the recommendation of the younger brother to those big guys in the circle.

The author has something to say: Gu Bai: I think I can go to the Olympics after I don’t paint!

Si Yiming: Live your brain!