Monster Apartment

Gu Bai is a very dedicated and responsible person. For example, he never defaults on homework, and when doing group work, he never delays the group due to personal reasons.

Naturally, he couldn't choose to ask for leave just because he didn't sleep well last night.

It's just that he also knows very well that his mental state of being able to run away when he walks is completely unsuitable for riding a small electric donkey.

Si Yiming tilted his head and glanced at Gu Bai in the passenger seat.

Gu Bai is now shrinking on a chair, holding his bulging black backpack. Today, there is a lot of food in the backpack. The reason is naturally because he could not get up to practice at dawn, and he is very hungry now. , Can only be added forcibly.

But besides being hungry, he was also sleepy.

Si Yiming looked at Gu Bai holding a pear, while gnawing mechanically, while snoozing secretly with his head little by little.

Several seniors looked at their little juniors sleepwalking and were sent over by the big guy who could only be seen on TV and financial news. They looked at each other.

Si Yiming said simply: "Gu Bai didn't rest well last night, I will trouble you."

"It's okay." The senior brother in charge waved his hand again and again, and after a few greetings with Si Yiming, he sent the people away, and saw that the younger brother who had put the backpack into the studio ran out again and was humming around. The escalator that has not been activated runs up and down.

"...Gu Xiaobai, what are you doing?"

Gu Bai replied: "Running the circle to wake up God."

Senior brother in charge: "..."

Fine.

Their task today is not too heavy. In addition to purchasing raw materials, they have to paint a layer of latex paint on the walls, which should be patched up, and then they can be dried before they can be put on the wall.

Gu Bai wanted to follow along to buy materials, because although he was not as tall as the seniors, he was definitely the strongest in the whole team. It was definitely the most suitable to help with materials or do other hard work.

However, his proposal was ugly rejected by the seniors.

The seniors asked with concern why Gu Bai didn’t rest well. After getting the answer that he had a terrible nightmare, they looked at Gu Bai’s slightly pale face and simply divided Gu Bai into the group that applied the glue. in.

After Gu Bai obeyed the organization's scheduling and sent away the seniors who were going to purchase, he obediently returned to the studio and picked up two large pots of latex paint.

On three walls, there are two people left to paint.

Gu Bai and his senior brother reported a lot of newspapers from the studio and spread them on the floor under the wall. By the way, they also put a layer on the edge handrail of the escalator.

This is to avoid accidentally staining other places when painting or coloring on the wall.

When the newspapers were all laid out, Gu Bai took the initiative to take the small ladder out and grabbed the work that needed a small ladder to get up to the top two walls. After the robbed brother, he turned around and reminded him to be careful. A bright smile appeared when

The brother looked at him and smiled for a long time, and while prying open the paint can, he said, "Are you in a good mood today?"

Gu Bai touched his face, realizing that his expression might not be hidden from the observant senior, he touched his nose a little embarrassedly: "Well...I'm very happy."

The brother looked up at the little brother who was sitting on the small ladder, looked at him with some shame but very bright joy, couldn't help but smile.

Human beings are always very easy to be infected by the emotions of others, whether it is positive or negative, so most humans prefer to get along with people who love to laugh, and for those who work hard, they always have subconscious tolerance. And love.

For example, Gu Bai is particularly contagious when he laughs. His happiness is always simple and bright. Even if there are two more pieces of meat in the box lunch, his eyebrows will be bent with joy.

The brother moved his shoulders twice, took out a few high-power lamps and turned them on for lighting, and then picked up the brushes and shook them. After confirming that there were no debris, he dipped the brushes into the paint bucket.

"What's so happy?" he asked as he brushed.

Gu Bai was also painting the wall over there, and he felt even more embarrassed when he heard him ask.

"It just feels..." Gu Bai's voice is not loud, but in the empty and quiet space, he can still hear it very clearly. "It just feels...it's better to be with someone than to be alone."

"Of course." The brother smiled a little bigger. He thought that Gu Bai meant that he was very happy to work with them. "It's very lonely to work with them alone. In any case, I have to make more friends and make appointments often. Go out to eat, drink, and play."

Gu Bai thought for a while. It seemed that he often made appointments with Mr. Si to go out to eat, drink and have fun.

Nothing wrong.

Gu Bai was painting happily, chatting with the seniors one by one.

On weekdays, they are still painting very quietly, but the brother said that he was very worried that Gu Bai would paint on the small ladder and then fall asleep to cause tragedy, so he had to talk about it from time to time to prevent Gu Bai from getting really sleepy and overturning the car.

This time I used a lot of materials. By noon, the walls were all painted, and the seniors who were in charge of the purchase did not come back.

Gu Bai and the senior brother ordered a takeaway, and Gu Bai also contributed the fruits he had brought.

After painting the wall and drying it, it is time for the class to start drafting. The materials have not been purchased yet and it does not affect them to draft the draft first.

Gu Bai couldn't rob him of this job.

There are a total of five people in this team project, and the other four paint the two walls separately, and Gu Bai is responsible for one wall covering about six square meters. In terms of construction schedule, Gu Bai's task is very heavy.

Especially his paintings have many details, so you have to be careful when you paint them.

Gu Bai also knew this very well, so he didn't take it anymore.

The three hours of waiting for the latex paint to dry completely is considered a lunch break after a meal.

Gu Bai licked the remaining fruits in the bag in the studio, glanced at the planning whiteboard in the studio and the few design drafts on the whiteboard that were pasted by the magnet, and while gnawing, he touched a pencil and took one. Draw the paper, and start to outline the lines.

The brother was originally eye-opening to Gu Bai's continuous eating of fruits one by one. When he saw that he took a piece of paper and started to draft a draft, he couldn't help but pull the stool and leaned forward.

Gu Baigou's outline was quite fast, but he was in shape in just a few minutes.

It was a huge bird, and the scene was depicted from the side. Its wings spread out and its sharp claws protruded, just like a giant eagle about to hook its prey.

But Guan Bai's more detailed description is completely different from the eagle.

The tail feathers are long and slender, and the feathers on the top of the head resemble a peacock, but the beak is different from the shape of a peacock. At first glance, it has a very cruel hook shape, and the sharp claws on the feet are also quite conducive to hunting.

After Gu Bai arbitrarily hooked up this fighting posture, he found another blank space, put a paper towel under his hand, and continued to evoke a normal flying posture.

When Zhu Bird took off, the thousands of birds accompanied him, and the scene was quite grand.

Although after a short period of time, the birds will be thrown off because they can't keep up with the Suzaku, but it is innocuous, and this does not prevent Gu Bai from drawing the glorious scene when the Suzaku takes off.

The picture was not colored either. The senior brother looked at it for a long time and asked, "What did you paint, Phoenix?"

"No." Gu Bai shook his head, and replied with the more popular name Vermilion Bird, "Vermilion Bird."

The brother looked at it for a while, and felt that Gu Bai's painting was too real.

They don't know how to draw birds, beasts, insects, and fish, but they need a lot of reference materials and even deliberately observe the real dynamics if they want to draw real and without any sense of disharmony.

After all, video works always lack a touch of feeling, and that touch is precisely the agility that painting creation needs most.

"Your paintings are... as if you have seen them with your own eyes." The senior brother looked at Gu Bai's painting with his face held up.

Because it is too real.

In terms of painting, there are actually some small details that can show problems. For example, realistic works, if they are not painted directly according to the actual object, then a careful study of the picture can always find one or two violations.

The same is true for landscape paintings.

These paintings by Gu Bai are all too real. They are like putting the pictures he has seen on paper. After studying for a long time, they can't find any minor defects that violate the harmony, not even a single flaw.

There can be no perfect fictional picture in this world, unless it is constructed according to the real place.

Even Xuanwu's picture full of romantic fantasy has a kind of attraction that people can be on the scene.

Listening to the evaluation of the senior, Gu Bai paused when he gnawed the fruit: "I saw it in a dream."

The senior shook his head, and then praised him: "It's probably because of your talent, we Gu Xiaobai is amazing."

Gu Bai silently ate the remaining two bites of tomatoes in his hand, and did not dare to say anything.

He couldn't say that he had actually seen it. After all, the seniors were still ordinary humans, and it would be no good to scare him.

The senior patted him on the shoulder: "There is one hour left. I suggest you take a break. Didn't you sleep last night?"

Gu Bai touched his no longer hungry stomach, and simply put down his pen: "Okay."

When the purchasing brothers came back, they were already close to the point of getting off work.

In addition to all kinds of paint utensils, they also came to the museum with light bulbs of various colors.

Gu Bai's wall has just been drawn according to the proportions of the background and the line draft of the main body of the black turtle. When the seniors came back, he put the pen on the side and followed them to take the paint to make a color palette.

After the swatches are dried, they will be placed in a dark room separated by the museum, and then they will light up the lights of various colors in the dark room, and look at the color difference under the lighting effect to determine which time to use What color is the most suitable for painting the wall.

When Gu Bai was painting the first color palette, Si Yiming's figure appeared at the door.

The door of the studio was wide open, and the paint smell was not very pleasant.

Mr. Si looked at the five people in the studio who were busy making color palettes. After thinking about it, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

The five people in the room turned their heads together, and after a glance at Si Yiming, they turned to look at Gu Bai.

And Gu Bai also looked back, and after realizing that it was Si Yiming, he quickly waved the brush in his hand: "Mr. Si, wait a minute, I have three swatches to get off work!"

Si Yiming thought for a while, looked around at the other people who had instantly become cautious because of his arrival, and simply gave up the idea of ​​helping Gu Bai paint the board.

"I'm waiting for you in the car," he said.

Gu Bai smiled at him: "Good Mr. Si!"

Gu Bai's movements were quick, and after the color palette was painted, it was left to dry on the workbench, and it would be completely dry when he came over tomorrow morning.

He hurriedly said goodbye to several seniors, and then rushed out with a backpack in a hurry.

"They..."

"...How is it the same as when I chased my wife before."

"It's the same when I pick up my wife now!"

Several seniors gathered together to ponder for a while, and took a breath, then you look at me and I look at you, bowed their heads and tossed the swatches seriously, and stopped talking.

Gu Bai didn't know the exchanges of the seniors, he carried his bag into the car for a drill, and then there was a meal.

"Mr. Secretary..."

Si Yiming tilted his head to look at him: "Huh?"

Gu Bai sniffed the faint smell in the car, and said while wearing a seat belt, "What is the smell of oily smoke in the car."

Si Yiming's eyes flickered, thinking of the ingredients scrapped at home today, and then floating back, saying very calmly, "Your illusion."

The author has something to say: Si Yiming: Cooking is not fun.