Monster Apartment

When they said this, everyone froze for a while, and then you looked at me and I looked at you, feeling confused by this sudden proposal.

If Gu Bai is solely responsible for the two walls, then the final division of accounts will have to be recalculated.

As the saying goes, cutting off a person's wealth is like killing one's parents. Although this matter is not up to this point, it is enough to make people think a little more when it involves money.

When Professor Gao told them that he would bring a junior who hadn't graduated yet, he meant to bring this little guy to study, and he meant to give them a price of one hundred and one square meters.

It is mainly for learning and laying hands.

Otherwise, a student who has not yet obtained a diploma wants to obtain such project resources?

What about dreaming?

Even if it is from a prestigious school, there is no way.

This kind of project thrown by the municipal government requires at least five or six years of experience in the industry, and it needs to have network resources and strong team strength to be able to take it on.

A student who just graduated came out to take on the mural painting work in a serious manner. Excluding the cost, he could earn fifty or sixty yuan per square meter, which is not bad.

Gu Bai carried the bag on his back anyway, holding a cup of milk tea fed by his senior in his hand, it was ice-cold and exuded a sweet smell.

He turned his head and glanced at the seniors in a daze, paused for two seconds, and repeated, "Me? Do it alone?"

He quickly came back to his senses and shook his head: "No, no, it's not appropriate."

"There's nothing inappropriate, and it's actually not impossible." Another senior brother thought it was okay. "Why don't you come up with a design and try it out. It's best if you can do it. If it doesn't work, just treat it as a practice."

"Yes." The senior brother who proposed nodded in agreement, "No matter what kind of talent you have, you can only improve it through a lot of practice."

The most important thing is that in Professor Gao's team, basically everyone has a stable source of customers, and he himself is not cheap, so he doesn't care too much about money and reputation.

Who is not a newcomer here?

Being able to get to where he is now is mostly due to the introductions made by friends who have come along the way and brothers from the same sect.

Gu Bai listened to the senior brothers who settled the matter one by one, and by the way, while waiting for the subway, he called the teacher to report.

"Okay, the subway is coming, let's go." The brothers chased Gu Bai into the car like a duckling, "Let's make a decision like this!"

What else could Gu Bai do?

Of course it was a flattering promise!

The wall of S City Art Expo Center!

The first wall can be kept for at least one year, and it can be kept longer unless there is a special mural exhibition that needs to be repainted in the future.

This is a great opportunity for free publicity.

As long as the mural is placed there, it is his living signboard!

Of course Gu Bai understands what these two walls mean to him. Money is nothing more than a minor issue. Being able to keep his works in such a professional art expo center for more than one year means countless opportunities!

Gu Bai returned to the apartment, took the computer and the exhibited design drawings to the second floor, went downstairs and moved a small table onto it, spread out a new canvas, turned his head and glanced at the drawing paper.

The design draft on the drawing paper was a mess of revisions, full of various block drafts that looked like abstract art, and a lot of words were marked on it.

When this manuscript is released, only Gu Bai can understand it.

Gu Bai looked at the canvas and hesitated for a while, then finally took the canvas back and replaced it with drawing paper.

He was going to finalize the draft again, so as not to overturn the car while painting on the canvas.

It was rare for Gu Bai to stay up all night once, so he redid the draft and drafted the draft on the canvas, laying down the first layer of color.

There are two people on the screen, he and the teacher, the background is the studio of the school, and the theme of the picture is the teacher's teaching.

But the core of this painting embodying inheritance is not teaching, but two pictures within pictures.

Gu Bai needs to show the same painting technique from different angles in those two small pictures within pictures, showing the skills and knowledge he has learned from his teacher, so as to express the theme of teaching and inheritance.

The next day, Gu Bai was thrown alone in front of the two broken walls. The senior brother patted him on the shoulder and said, "Face the walls and think about it, maybe you will know how to draw after thinking about it."

Gu Bai: "..."

The positions of these two broken walls are rather special, they are independent of the space cut, and are separated from the labyrinth-like wall group. They are relatively close to the third exhibition hall, so the design style is biased towards the third exhibition hall The architectural style of the pavilion.

What is the style of the third exhibition hall?

It is a fashionable and light style of postmodernism. The outline of the exterior wall is dominated by black and white geometric lines, which is a typical architectural design of minimalist art.

You let people who are good at classical oil paintings and murals do post-modern minimalist art?

Isn't it nonsense?

Gu Bai looked at the two whitewashed broken walls standing alone like door gods on the left and right in front of the square of the third exhibition hall, his face was full of bewilderment and bewilderment.

Facing the wall all day without finding anything, Gu Bai returned home with his head drooping, holding his notebook in distress and began to look up information on minimalist art.

After going back to school for a round of defense, Gu Bai was picked up by his seniors and started to help paint the first wall on their side. The two walls assigned to Gu Bai were still bare.

Gu Bai checked a bunch of minimalist design materials, but in the end he could only lie on his back on the floor of the second floor of his house, his mind blank.

Inspiration!

Gu Bai sighed, wiped his face, and felt that since he had no inspiration to make a design, he might as well finish the painting to be exhibited quickly.

Zhai Liangjun stayed in the film and television city for more than ten days, and as soon as he came back, he ran into Gu Bai who was listlessly getting out of the elevator, and was taken aback.

He stood at the door of his own house, staring at Gu Bai, who was obviously wandering with blank eyes, and didn't notice him at all, thinking about how the little cutie, who was still full of energy before he left the house, had become wilted in only half a month. Not happy at all.

After pondering for a while, he suddenly thought of the message that Gu Bai had sent him before. Mr. Zhai's face trembled twice, and a touch of sympathy emerged.

Si Yiming must have hit him!

That super fierce Pixiu, when he got angry, he didn't even let such a cute little cub go!

Look how bullied the little cub is! !

Di Liangjun was heartbroken, but he didn't dare to ask Gu Bai for justice.

He walked to Gu Bai's side and patted Gu Bai's shoulder.

Gu Bai was startled, looked up at the person who patted him on the shoulder, and was stunned for two seconds, his dull eyes lit up: "Mr. Zhai, are you back?"

"Yeah, seeing how unhappy you are, I'll give you a candy." Zhai Liangjun said, flipping his hand, and conjuring a fruit candy out of nowhere.

Gu Bai's mood brightened a lot in an instant, he took the candy and said, "Remuneration?"

Zhai Liangjun was stunned for a moment, but didn't react.

"Do you still want to have dinner at my house tonight?" Gu Bai's voice was not loud, but it was very clear and nice.

It was only then that Zhai Liangjun remembered that the two meals he had spent at Gu Bai's house before seemed to be paid for with snacks.

But the fruit candy he gave Gu Bai just now was just ordinary fruit candy.

Zhai Liangjun touched his pocket and found that he had no special snacks.

Let's make it up next time, Zhai Liangjun thought, and followed Gu Bai into the house happily.

The elevator doors opened before the doors closed.

Si Yiming came out of the elevator, and when he turned his head, he saw the back of Zhai Liangjun, that unruly vixen, walking into that cute little house.

Thinking that he had warned Gu Bai not to play with Zhai Liangjun, Mr. Si frowned fiercely.

But he didn't have the right status to teach other people's brats a lesson.

Mr. Si stood at the door of his house, looked at the opposite room, and pondered for a long time.

Then the next time you see this little guy out of his body and run out to play in the middle of the night, just catch him back and spank him hard.

At such a young age, he dares to leave his body in the middle of the night, and he is not afraid of being swallowed by monsters and monsters.

disobedient!

Mr. Si scolded inwardly.

If you don't obey, you should learn a lesson!

Seeing Zhai Liangjun and Huang Yining's attitude of being so scared to death when they saw him, we know that pain education is the most useful.

Mr. Si looked down at his hands, turned around, opened the door and entered the room.

Gu Bai, who was opening the refrigerator to get vegetables, suddenly felt a chill from the soles of his feet to the sky.

He was stunned for a moment, then looked at the refrigerator wonderingly.

Is the temperature of the fresh-keeping layer so low?

The author has something to say: Si Yiming: If you don't obey, you will be spanked!

Gu Bai:? ? ?My dad never hit me!