Monster Apartment

Gu Bai first went to the old elm tree to get the picture frame.

Si Yiming watched Gu Bai got out of the car and ran into the courtyard of the old elm tree, and couldn't help smelling himself.

There really seems to be a gust of oily fumes.

Mr. Si frowned and opened the window.

Si Yiming didn't just practice cooking according to the recipes. He also went back to tidy up the second floor of his house and separated two rooms.

The windows in the outer room are bright and light, so they are freed up for Gu Bai to paint, while the inner room is relatively poor and dim, and it becomes a place for him to stack his treasures.

However, Mr. Si had learned a lesson from Gu Lang earlier that he had opened a small mustard space to hide the extremely precious things.

Those who were randomly piled up in the second floor by him were basically ordinary things.

—Of course, what Pai Yao sees is not the same as what a normal monster sees.

Mr. Si also has this kind of cognition, that's why he separates those things, lest Gu Bai, an inherently poor little bastard, is surrounded by those treasures and bewildered.

Mr. Si felt that he was also taking great pains.

Especially the ingredients that were sacrificed tragically in his hands, especially showed his efforts.

Although they all failed, they were not wasted.

Mr. Si looked forward blankly, and didn't want to recall the taste of those failed products.

Humans always like to write recipes in vague vocabulary.

What to take the right amount of salt, the right amount of sugar, the right size and so on.

Who knows what the right amount is and how big the right size is.

After a whole day of failure, I finally learned only one cold lettuce-it is said to be cold lettuce. In fact, the lettuce is cooked and served on a plate with some light soy sauce and then served directly on the table.

Mr. Si felt that cooking was more difficult than having him fight a fierce beast.

It became more and more that Gu Bai, who was able to make a good table of dishes, was more powerful.

Si Yiming watched Gu Bai come out of the yard holding the big picture frame, got out of the car and opened the back seat door, helping Gu Bai put the picture frame in the back seat carefully.

When he closed his hand, Si Yiming rubbed the touch of the frame in his hand and raised his eyebrows.

Seeing him still, Gu Bai thought that the frame had arrived, and couldn't help but nervously said, "Mr. Si, what's the matter?"

Si Yiming shook his head, sat back in the driving seat, and said, "Old Yushu has given you something good."

Gu Bai was taken aback.

Si Yiming started the car: "You can take a look when you go home and put the painting."

Gu Bai nodded, and when he took the picture frame home to set the picture, as soon as he opened the picture frame, several spirit stones rolled out.

Gu Bai looked at the round spirit stones, stayed for a while, then looked down at the dark groove in the picture frame, there were a few paintbrushes in it.

The body of the brush exudes a faint floral scent, some of them are great to touch, and the bristles of the nibs of several pens are not the same, some are tough and some are soft, and the width of the brush is also different. Obviously, he prepared all the brush specifications for him.

Moreover, if Mr. Si can touch it directly, it is estimated that these things are not ordinary gadgets.

Gu Bai stared at the set of paintbrushes for a while, then carefully placed the frame on the ground, picked up the paintbrush and the spirit stone, and put them in the cabinet properly.

Gu Bai remembered that Zhai Liangjun and Si Yiming said he was sincere, and Gu Bai felt that Lao Yushu was sincere.

In order not to be rejected by him, he deliberately made a hidden slot in the frame.

However, his previous behavior of secretly putting the spirit stone in the tool box of others didn't seem to be much better.

Gu Bai thought, squatting in front of the cabinet and couldn't help laughing.

I don't know if Uncle Yu was in the same mood as him when he saw the spirit stone in the tool box.

Gu Bai happily installed the painting, and sent another message to the brother.

Brother's news came back quickly. Taking advantage of the weather before it was too late, I was ready to come over and pick up the painting directly, and asked Gu Bai to print out the title and briefing materials, and he took them together.

Gu Bai had prepared the painting title, work briefing materials, and personal resume a long time ago. There is no problem in printing it out in the study at this moment.

There are still a large number of vacant paper document bags in the study. The person who buys these paper bags does not need to ask, it is Mr. Si himself who holds countless wealth.

Gu Bai rearranged the materials, then used his exhausted literary thoughts to polish them up, then printed the materials and put them in a paper bag.

For some well-known reason, Gu Bai didn't let the brother's car come in this time.

Carrying a paper bag and carrying the painting, he ran to the gate of the community and waited.

When the brother saw the picture that Gu Bai submitted, he was stunned for a while.

He did know from other colleagues that Gu Bai had improved again, but he didn't expect this improvement to be so obvious.

-Obviously he had read the drafts and manuscripts before, but when the finished product came out, he actually felt like he was looking at a brand new picture.

The color of the sunset is actually very rich.

The farthest place will be purple, dark blue or even dark gray. Different weather, different latitudes and different environments will show different sunset states.

But this picture of Gu Bai seems to cover thousands of things.

What should I say...

It is as if many kinds of extremely beautiful sunset scenes were merged into one, and he drew this picture.

He couldn't say it for a while, and felt that no adjective could describe this picture in detail.

If you insist on generalizing, it is about the word "beauty".

Gu Bai carefully put the painting in the back seat. The size of the painting was too large. It was just right in the back seat. It wouldn't slide or tip over, so it stuck there firmly.

Gu Bai closed the car door in satisfaction, turned his head and glanced at the brother who was writing his name and mark on his file bag.

"I look like a courier." Senior brother said casually.

Gu Bai touched his nose and smiled.

The senior brother looked up at him after he finished writing: "The exhibition in the Imperial Capital, if you have time, you should go there once after this work is over."

Gu Bai also knew he should go.

It's not that you have to stand there waiting for buyers or sell your paintings like a salesman, but the exhibition in the Imperial Capital is very large, and it can be regarded as a large-scale gathering in the art world.

The domestic art circle is not large, but there are also various small circles in this small circle. Just like the small team that Gu Bai is currently in, he usually doesn't accept other people.

But this kind of large-scale exhibition is different. You can meet many people at this time.

In society, people are always inseparable from interpersonal communication, so the brother still hopes that Gu Bai can try to develop his own circle of friends—in the area of ​​art.

"If the construction period is over early this time," Gu Bai said, but he didn't really have any idea in his heart.

He is very busy, and he still has a lot of paintings in his hand.

He even felt that such interpersonal communication was very unnecessary and would delay his painting.

Gu Bai has always been extremely passive about interpersonal communication. Now that he has the seniors and neighbors, he no longer wants to take the initiative to participate in social activities.

But brother’s kindness should be received.

Hearing what he said, the brother didn't say anything any more, just talked about the development afterwards.

The Imperial Capital’s exhibition is very large, and most of them are award-winning paintings and artists to participate. Brother also said that it is not easy for Gu Bai to stand out in such a big exhibition.

Even if anyone with a discerning eye in his painting can see the excellence of it, there is still no good connections.

However, after experiencing the last time Gu Bai’s enigmatic bid, the recent thank you for appearing in front of people as Gu Bai’s agent, and the suspected pursuit of Gu Bai’s Si Yiming, the brother is a bit uncertain. .

Gu Bai himself does not have good contacts, but Si Yiming's contacts and thank you contacts are very good, otherwise there is Zhai Liangjun.

All the friends Gu Bai knew were people who stomped and shook three times in their circles.

"You painted very well, and luck is also good, in case there is a big gift bag waiting for you this time." The brother said half-jokingly, "When December is over, the new year's awards will also start. Now, you have to start paying attention."

"..." Gu Bai nodded embarrassedly, thinking of the string of pheasant awards on his resume, "Okay."

It's not that Gu Bai has never won an award.

But as everyone knows, he is poor.

Poor art students don't have the energy to specialize in major awards. The awards that Gu Bai has won are all unremarkable but quite wealthy awards.

In order to attract people to participate in some pheasant awards, the bonuses given are much more generous than those with high gold content.

How poor Gu Bai was before, just look at the awards he participated in.

Most people with an artistic heart are noble and noble, and they cherish their feathers. People like Gu Bai who specialize in high-gold awards regardless of anything are really rare.

As for those unremarkable awards, many of them were found to be unavailable after one or two sessions. Therefore, not only was Gu Bai poor, his resume was not so good-looking.

But now Gu Bai is not so poor, and Mr. Si is helping him... well, doing financial management, there is no need to worry about money.

So the new year and new start, Gu Bai can start preparing to specialize in major awards.

Domestic and foreign people can participate as long as they can participate. Anyway, there are not too many awards. If there are heavyweight awards, the value and fame are not the same.

Gu Bai himself had the same plan.

The next day Gu Bai rarely harassed Si Yiming early in the morning. Considering that he might not have a good rest after guarding him the night before, Gu Bai simply hung the cookie on the front door handle of his house. He didn't knock on the door. After hanging up, he went downstairs and ran away on his little electric donkey.

Mr. Si was caught off guard and abandoned, carrying the cookie that Gu Bai gave today, thinking for a while, and went back to the house to change his clothes.

He is going to take a trip to the Penglai Mountain Mirage today.

Si Yiming had never cooked before. In ancient times, whoever ate cooked food, every one of them ate blood and blood. Later, when the concept of food came into being, many people offered it to them.

do it yourself?

nonexistent.

But the rabbit spirits in the Penglai mountain mirage are very good at cooking, and their friends of the mythical beasts and rabbit spirits often go to fight the teeth.

To make a good meal, it is simple and easy to say, and difficult to say.

In Si Yiming's concept, a simple meal is one meat, one vegetarian, and one soup.

Mr. Ke Si now only has cold lettuce and green onion omelette. Scallion omelette is a meat dish, but not soup. What should I do?

Mr. Si took out his cell phone and searched it, and found something very awesome for humans.

Bisque Po.

It saves time and effort and tastes good.

But the monsters couldn't sell this stuff here, so Mr. Si, who doesn't know how to cook soup, decided to solve his troubles in the fastest way.

-Let the rabbit essence come out of the whole thick soup.

While solving his troubles, it can also generate income for the rabbit spirits.

After all, the bunny spirit has been relying on supplying several monster settlements and monster fairs to maintain, but due to the relationship between several monsters, the price of the supply is infinitely close to the cost.

There is now a new way to generate income. The rabbit spirit, who is guarding the only mirage and whose living standard has always been maintained at abject poverty, will not refuse.

Mr. Si felt that he really came to the world as the God of Wealth.

The author has something to say: Si Yiming: Gu Bai will fall in love with me after another meal.

Gu Bai: ...? ?