Monster Apartment

Gu Bai returned home, rubbed his hungry belly after running outside for a day, took some pork from the refrigerator to thaw, and took out green peppers, garlic and cabbage.

Stir-fried pork with cabbage and green pepper.

Cook another half a cup of rice.

Gu Bai was in a very happy mood.

The vegetables in the refrigerator are so good that they taste completely different from the dishes that come out of the greenhouse.

Gu Bai took charge of his own food when he was young. He still knows a little about his own craftsmanship. Gu Bai knows whether the ingredients are good or his own craftsmanship has improved.

Gu Bai thought of the butter that he had just seen in the fresh-keeping layer, and then glanced at the full range of Chinese and Western kitchen utensils in the kitchen. After thinking about it, he decided to make a few packets of cookies and bring them to the seniors tomorrow.

Gu Bai also thought of the brutal boss he had just met.

His expression today seemed much calmer than last time, at least it didn't make Gu Bai feel scared.

After removing the frightened layer of skin, Gu Bai vaguely felt that where he should have seen this face.

He definitely didn't know that person, Gu Bai recalled as he washed the vegetables.

There are not many channels through which he can get to know the outside world. Gu Bai thought he might have seen it through media channels.

Gu Bai finished washing the cabbage and pinched off the green pepper stalks, glanced at the meat that hadn't been thawed, thought for a while, dried his hands and took out the thousand degrees of the mobile phone opened.

Zhai Liangjun was the one who told him the name of this big man. Although he didn't know which three words it was, if it was a big man, he might be able to find it through a fuzzy search.

As a result, Gu Bai didn't use fuzzy search, but there was a name directly in the input method.

Si Yiming.

Top domestic financial industry players.

According to the testable resume, this gentleman made his fortune by gambling on stones. After having the first pot of gold, his worth rose geometrically at a weird rate.

He is a legend of venture capital in the domestic financial industry. In the venture capital industry where people have made mistakes and stumbled occasionally and often overturned, the investment projects of this big man are all smooth sailing. Whoever invests is stable and does what he does.

There are rumors that this gangster walks on the road and picks up a one-dollar steel pewter and throws it out. Turning his head, he will get back one million!

There are rumors that this big man buys stocks and buys one daily limit.

There are also rumors...

Gu Bai: "..."

Hmm... It's better to hand it over to the police uncle if you find it.

No, anyway, it looks like a really good person.

After reading the thousands of degrees, Gu Bai put down the phone with a feeling of reverence.

It's amazing, he thought.

Gu Bai's lifelong dream is to be able to get money while lying at home, and to buy whatever he wants, without worrying about money issues and concentrate on painting.

Next time, if you have a chance, you may be able to ask the boss which stock to buy.

When Gu Bai thought of this, the eye-knife flashed in his mind when he first met, and the courage he had raised because of the temptation of money disappeared instantly.

Don't dream anymore.

Gu Bai thought.

It's better to concentrate on painting and selling for money. Now that you have a house, you don't need to consider the cost of living. Selling a painting is pure profit!

Gu Bai patted his face, turned his head and took out the thawed meat soaked in water and put it on the cutting board.

Gu Bai was cooking beautifully, and Huang Yining was going to be frightened to death.

She had a small heart and a big temper, chasing the fox all day long, and she was able to make the whole building obedient, but it didn't mean that she dared to fight the big guy.

After all, this tycoon doesn't care about things on weekdays, and is responsible for the thief as soon as he gets in charge.

Fighting is quite common among monsters, as long as it doesn't touch him like the last time, this one has always been too lazy to take care of it.

It's actually not a big deal to touch him, that is, he was beaten three-quarters to death like yesterday.

Maybe it’s something that the boss came to work...

Huang Yining was thinking hard and couldn't think of what she had committed recently.

Si Yiming stood at the door, and didn't mean to go in, facing the more and more beautiful woman in front of him, his tone was calm and calm: "You have changed your skin."

"Ah." Huang Yining was stunned for two seconds, then responded dryly.

Painted skin ghosts are very fierce ghosts, especially Huang Yining, who has lived to the present, can invite disasters to his host's house when he enters other people's homes, and always has to break something to help his host's house.

And to change skins for painting skins is to find someone to take skins for the dead ghost.

Si Yiming remembers that this painted skin has been converted from evil to righteousness for nearly three hundred years. She has lived here since the existence of the settlement of the mountains and seas of Jiuzhou, and she has never changed her skin.

So Si Yiming changed his question: "You killed someone?"

After hearing this, Huang Yining heaved a sigh of relief: "No."

Si Yiming looked at Huang Yining for a while, then nodded without going into details.

The times are advancing, and monsters have to adapt to this ever-changing era, and they have to follow the progress. It is very normal to delve into some new spells and ways of survival.

For example, those cats and dogs especially like to become prototypes and mix into human society, find a kind person to be the owner, help others to protect their homes, in order to survive.

Monsters wouldn't even ask their races without authorization. After all, the monsters cultivated by some rare and exotic beasts resemble Tang Seng meat, and they might be eaten by other monsters.

No one would give themselves as a dish, and they would live in a settlement where the big demons grew up, and few were stupid.

Of course, there are also Huang Yining who are unscrupulous in relying on their own strength and fierceness, and even Zhai Liangjun who relies on his good face to seduce people and demons and roam around.

And, Si Yiming, a sacred beast, steadily calms a group of big monsters without any fear.

Si Yiming got the answer and was ready to leave.

He tilted his head and just turned around, his gaze swept over the 30-odd paintings Huang Yining had placed in the hallway.

The big man paused in his footsteps and pointed to those paintings: "These?"

Then the big guy who came empty-handed had more than 30 paintings in his hands.

When passing by Room 666, he paused thoughtfully for a while, looked down at the painting he was holding in his arms, and walked back home.

After Gu Bai finished his meal, he bake a few more plates of cookies, and was ready to go to bed after taking a shower.

When we gathered the next day, the cookies made by Gu Bai received a warm welcome from a group of people.

Nothing else, because this group of freelance painters who are free to engage in the art industry have few regular routines.

Among the nine people, only Gu Bai and Professor Gao came here after having breakfast.

Others...According to them, thank God for not being late.

Gu Bai was carrying a backpack, still holding a notebook, and behind the **** of the predecessors who were thinking about the first wall while gnawing cookies, drew sticky drawings based on the design they said.

A stubborn predecessor next to him who was awkward and haggard came over and yawned and pointed to the draft in the upper right corner of Gu Bai: "The lines here are not like this. Your arc, you won't be able to connect to the first corner. Content."

Gu Bai was taken aback, tilted his head to look at the opponent.

"But it's not impossible for you to design this way," he said, "but in this case, the whole of the second wall will have to be changed."

Gu Bai looked down at his manuscript, feeling a little embarrassed: "Senior, I just try to paint."

"Senior brother." The man waved his hand. "We are also Professor Gao's students."

Gu Bai Congshan Ruliu: "Brother!"

Someone's one-on-one targeted teaching and pointing out the wrong design points is completely different from sitting next to others and exploring on your own.

This senior, who looked like he was going to sleep at any time, followed Gu Bai for two hours. Two hours later, another fat senior came over. At the end of the morning, Gu Bai sat next to him again. The tall and thin senior brother looked at the blueprints recorded in his notebook with great interest.

No matter how stupid Gu Bai is, he also knows that this group of seniors is deliberately teaching him.

He was holding the box lunch, looking at the senior who was next to him who was picking up the rice while flipping through his notebook. He was a little nervous, and his nose was sore when moved.

The brother, whose eyelids were almost closed, came over and asked Gu Bai, "The professor said that he wanted you to participate in this exhibition. Has the design been finalized?"

"Not yet." Gu Bai shook his head, then looked at the surrounding seniors with a smile on his face, "but I have some thoughts."

When a group of people heard this, they immediately came around with a box of lunch enthusiastically, and you gave design ideas every word.

They knew that this junior brother, mostly through Professor Gao's retelling.

Poor, hardworking, talented, introverted and not sociable, but very obedient and good at taking care of others.

Yesterday was enough for this group of people to clearly realize what kind of character Gu Bai is.

Behind their **** as little tails for a day, in addition to their active chatter, Gu Bai's active expressions can be counted in one slap.

A few senior brothers together, this is not okay, how can someone fall behind in teamwork?

So today, they began to take turns squatting next to Gu Bai to brush their presence.

I brush my face one by one, and have the most basic communication foundation. After that, joining the group will be very smooth.

Just like it is now.

A group of people gathered together to exchange design experience and creative skills. Taking advantage of the time for Gu Bai to open a small class, a group of people discussed in full swing.

Professor Gao sat next to them, looking at them with a smile, without interrupting.

Regarding design and painting, everyone has different habits and methods.

The suggestions given by the seniors are not all applicable to Gu Bai, but Gu Bai has always been good at taking seats.

Which suggestions are very applicable to him, he wrote down those methods one by one.

The result of this whole day is that they settled on the design of the first wall and the sketch of the second wall.

Everyone is accustomed to this efficiency, anyway, there is still more than half a month before the official start, enough for them to complete the design and draw the draft.

On the way out of the Art Expo Center, Professor Gao found the news that Gu Bai looked down on his computer.

"You want to buy a computer?" he asked.

"Yes." Gu Bai nodded, "I don't know which one to buy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Professor Gao gave Gu Baisai to a senior.

"He understands, let him take you to buy it." Professor Gao said.

Gu Bai nodded, and ignorantly followed his brother to the Electrical Appliance City and spent eight thousand dollars to buy a relatively cost-effective media-based working notebook.

Gu Bai was sitting on the sofa at home, looking at the newly bought computer, and couldn't help but smirk twice.

It turns out that teamwork feels like this.

Gu Bai thought of the kindness he had gained today, and thought of what he didn't understand that the brother in the Electric City was talking about the computer model, configuration and brand.

He couldn't help but smirked twice again, fell on the sofa, kicked his legs happily, then turned over and got up, grabbing his slippers and clattering up to the large studio on the second floor.

After getting along with the teachers and brothers today, he finally got a hint of inspiration for the subject of inheritance.

Art comes from life.

Inheriting this theme may not require high-end graphics.

The hard work is passed on from generation to generation, and the most simple and common teaching one stroke by one stroke is the inheritance.

Gu Bai spent three hours drafting four design drafts, rolled them up beautifully, and prepared to show them to the teachers and brothers tomorrow to get some opinions.

When he had just collected the design draft and was about to go downstairs to cook, the doorbell rang at the door.

Gu Bai was stunned, ran to the door and glanced at Cat's Eye, startled.

The person standing outside the door was the super fierce boss who was specially told by Mr. Zhai not to provoke him.

The author has something to say: Gu Bai: I dare not open this door.

Si Yiming:...