Monster Apartment

Mr. Xie tried repeatedly on the verge of being killed.

He looked up for a circle, then took out his mobile phone to search for a circle, and found that the topic of "City S Cultural Tourism Line was opened" was pushed to various news software.

Front page headlines, most of the headline photos are photos of a group of black and overwhelming heads who want to squeeze on the subway.

But under the related topics of various social platforms, there are more discussions on the various sites of this line.

The trial run at 12 o'clock at noon, which has only been opened for less than an hour, is the time when the traffic of the newly opened sites is the largest.

——The various stations of this route are designed with great care. The storefronts leased out of the station exits and some decorations and road signs are all arranged with the theme of cultural and tourist attractions related to the station.

There are concession-themed cafes, ancient street-style underground snack streets, and so on.

Even the museum site has murals closely related to the theme of the exhibition.

This sincerity of heart is simply visible to the naked eye.

The opposite of their sincerity is the admiration of the people who came to participate in the trial run, and the enthusiastic Amway.

Word of mouth is a very impressive power. It can bring not only general goodwill, but also vested interests that are visible to the naked eye.

Xie Zhi watched the related topics rise at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and knew that the investment bidding of the remaining shops on this route would definitely rise sharply.

He scrolled down the real-time updates of these topics, had a hand in hand, and saw an article titled an evaluation of the overall overall design of the S City Museum and Exhibition Hall.

Xie Zhi glanced at that Weibo blogger, a big V, millions of fans, and certified as a wall art lover.

The person behind this Weibo thank you for knowing, he is a monster, and he really likes to draw.

Xie Zhi clicked on that article with great interest.

Then he discovered that the blogger was a fan of painting style.

——Gu Bai’s obsessive brother.

He finished blowing the museum, and finally landed on the mural at the entrance and exit of the subway. At the beginning, he blew the mural by Gu Bai at 360 degrees without any dead ends.

Both pictures and texts, and the language is particularly relaxed, humorous and fascinating.

He also very generously admitted that he liked the author of this mural very much, whether it was the sunset picture that the emperor had exhibited before or the basalt aurora, he liked it very much.

His evaluation is very clear.

He said: Gu Bai doesn't have many works, but every one released is refreshing, and he clearly feels his progress.

As long as he can maintain such progress, he must have his place in the future of the world painting industry.

Oh humiliation.

Xie Zhi put away his mobile phone, and felt that Gu Bai was afraid to draw a lot of hatred after this wave of Sao manipulation.

But it doesn't matter. Taking Gu Bai's current big strides, he really can afford this expectation.

Mr. Xie is so busy.

He looked up at Gu Bai who still knew nothing about the influence of his work, and was still expecting his boss to wrap him a big red envelope. His eyes couldn't help becoming extremely loving.

Gu Bai stood against the wall, and probed his brain restlessly, without affecting the flow of people.

Xie Zhi felt a little funny looking at him like this.

"If you want to see it, come over and watch it. People won't refuse you." Xie Zhi said.

Gu Bai is still one of the heroes of this situation.

"How about that?" Gu Bai shook his head, "It will cause trouble to others."

Xie Zhi smiled: "That's not necessarily true."

This situation is still complementary for the time being, but after a period of time, the popularity tilt may become more and more fierce.

As Gu Bai's reputation gradually rises, the popularity here will be even higher.

Xie Zhi felt that if he were the person in charge of that museum, he would definitely go to the boss to ask for money, and appointed Gu Bai as a long-term muralist.

Xie Zhi thought so, and saw Gu Bai answer the phone.

Gu Bai glanced at the call notification, and his already happy smile instantly brightened by several degrees.

Xie Zhi pinched his feet, and it must be Si Yiming who called.

Sure enough, as soon as Gu Bai answered the phone, he exclaimed: "Mr. Si!"

The call from Si Yiming is very simple, he is back.

Very unwilling, but he couldn't really fight Gu Lang just over there.

He still has to come back to town in S City. The painting he placed in the formation can only temporarily guard him for a period of time.

Mr. Si was ridiculed by Gu Lang before leaving, and his mood was very unpleasant.

Out of some dark thoughts, he did not tell Gu Lang that he was already with Gu Bai.

When he returned home, he wanted to hug the object and be affectionate and happy, but when he came back, he was completely empty!

Mr. Si is always upset.

But before he could show his unhappiness, he was suppressed by Gu Bai's excited and happy voice on the other end of the phone.

He listened quietly. Gu Bai couldn't wait to share his happiness with him. The unhappiness was like a passing moment, and it was lightly scattered and clean.

"That's right, Mr. Si." Gu Bai's babbling mouth still kept on, "I've finished Zhu Niao's painting. It's on the second floor of... your house."

After speaking, Gu Bai paused, then quickly changed the subject.

Si Yiming was keenly aware of a change.

Gu Bai began to try to stop using the slightly rusty honorifics.

Although the monsters didn't care about the etiquette rules set by human beings in their hearts, but thinking about Gu Bai himself as a human being grew up, substituting human thoughts, Si Yiming instantly became happy.

As for calling him Mr. Si, Si Yiming said that he liked it to death.

Thinking of the future, Mr. Si felt an inexplicable sense of refreshment right now.

I want to hear Gu Bai crying to Mr. Tasi with a choked voice, and it feels very exciting to think about it.

Pai Yao, who is full of waste, is still very upright: "So happy, you can stay a little longer."

Mr. Si said thoughtfully, as he went up to the second floor, and with a wave of his hand, he put away the painting of Zhu Niao.

"I'll send Zhu Niao a picture first."

"Good!" Gu Bai responded happily. After hanging up the phone, he simply followed Mr. Xie and strolled along the cultural tourism line.

Xie Zhi looked at Gu Bai, who was in a bad mood while eating skewers and humming a song, and looked at the snacks that Gu Baisai had every time in his hand, and said: "You can actually eat it now This is it?"

When I first came into contact with the food made by Lingzhi, it was very torturous to eat ordinary food again, thank you very clearly.

"I have been eating box lunch with the seniors when I go to work." Gu Bai said.

In fact, I am not very used to it, but I am in a good mood and want to eat something, and I want to take a look at this line by the way.

Of course Gu Bai wouldn't pick it.

What's more, learn the practice of these snacks, and you can make them yourself when you go back.

Xie Zhi looked at Gu Bai like a young seedling moistened by the spring rain, and a single dog's resentment suddenly rose in his heart.

But there is nothing to do with resentment, he has no one to like at all.

Xie Zhi feels that he may be bookish in nature, especially romance novels and legal provisions.

Mr. Xie sighed, and began to eat the skewers and candied haws that Gu Bai bought for him.

Because Gu Bai had two bowls of Mala Tang in front of him, he had to free his hands to grab one of them.

Gu Bai and Xie happily ate from the beginning to the end of the cultural tourism line.

This kind of ordinary food is only enough for them to taste, deliberately guide it, basically it can't reach the stomach, it will be completely decomposed into extremely thin aura.

When they went home at night, the two of them even packed a bit of supper.

The supper was specially brought to Mr. Si by Gu Bai.

Most of them were sweets that he hadn't eaten much before.

It was some special local snacks similar to sugar-oiled baba. Gu Bai thought it tasted good after eating it, so he simply packed it and brought it back.

Thank you, I am quite satisfied today. Just as I was about to say goodbye to Gu Bai from the elevator, I received an email on my cell phone.

The title is very clear.

Gu Bai is sincerely invited as a long-term muralist at the S City Art Museum.

Xie Zhi immediately stopped Gu Bai.

"The museum asks if you want to do long-term work."

Gu Bai was taken aback for a moment, then reacted, thinking of his recent arrangements, and asked, "How often?"

Xie Zhi flipped through the e-mail and said while flipping: "It is not easy to rent antique exhibits that can be integrated into a theme. The frequency of work may not be once every six months. You can rest assured."

After hearing this, Gu Bai nodded, and then asked, "What about my seniors?"

"Since it was sent to me, I only invited you, otherwise it will be sent to your teacher's team work mailbox." Xie Zhi said.

Gu Bai frowned and twisted himself.

Why there is such a result is obvious, that is, Party A attributed all the credit for this time to him.

Mr. Xie said that there are many monsters with influential accounts on social platforms that are openly and secretly pleased to Gu Bai.

Especially after Gu Bai was praised by human painters, they went from flattering secretly to blowing on the bright surface.

It is not particularly obvious. They are very careful to grasp the degree, and do not make ordinary people feel bad, but everyone knows more or less that there is a powerful young painter named Gu Bai.

Xie Zhishou, who knew the inside story, already had a list of the monsters who had done these things.

Gu Bai knows this. For the boss who doesn't understand art and only sees the benefits and data with his two eyes, this is the credit of Gu Bai alone.

No one will remember the second place.

What a simple truth.

Gu Bai hesitated for a while, and finally pursed his lips. It is very rare, almost capricious, and said: "I don't cooperate with anyone other than the seniors on team projects. If the museum doesn't accept it, then forget it."

Xie Zhi gave him a surprised look.

Gu Bai pressed his lips tightly: "Others...others are not as good as my brothers."

Gu Bai knew that he was able to make such a change now, and the brothers were indispensable.

Before getting to know the seniors, he was basically a dull gourd in front of strangers.

If it hadn't been for the seniors to always ask him and invite him to put forward their views, he would still be a boring gourd.

Gu Bai is grateful to this group of brothers who have treated him so well. Although these brothers have given up the pure artistic line, they still have some hope in their hearts.

Gu Bai knew that his talent for opening up would definitely make the brothers feel a gap, but they still treated him peacefully.

Maybe it's empathy, maybe it's gentle and generous in nature-or it's good for everything else, Gu Bai doesn't care.

As for the seniors, they have never complained about him and helped him all the time. Gu Bai felt very sad for the boss's behavior of owing the entire mural performance to him alone.

"It's not that they have to find seniors, my seniors don't lack him for such a project..."

Gu Bai didn't know how to express it, he was a little anxious, and the more anxious he got stuck, he didn't know how to say it.

He was afraid of misunderstandings from Xie, and the improper wording in reply caused discomfort to Party A and the seniors.

He made two anxious gestures: "It's just..."

"The recognition should be given to the team." Xie Zhi simply cut off Gu Bai's words.

"Yes, yes!" Gu Bai nodded vigorously.

Xie Zhi was not verbose, and simply replied: "Okay, I know how to reply."

Xie Zhi can understand Gu Bai's thoughts at a glance.

Knowing the gratitude, it’s not easy to rejoice, these are all very good morals.

Being able to develop Gu Bai into this way, apart from the gloom, there is indeed something to be praised for human beings.

Mr. Xie looked at Gu Bai's sigh of relief, his whole heart softened into a pool of water.

He couldn't help but smiled gently, raised his hand, ready to rub Gu Bai's head, but as soon as he raised his hand, the elevator door next to him opened.

Si Yiming walked out of the elevator, looked at Xie Zhi's soft face, then glanced at him almost rubbing Gu Bai's head.

Then he narrowed his eyes, and the chilly eye knife pierced Xie Zhi's body with a "pouch".

Thanks: "..."

Oh, what a coincidence.

The author has something to say: Thanks: I am not that I have nothing I can explain! !