Monster Apartment

Humans rarely come into Kyushu Shanhaiyuan.

Because no one would bring ordinary humans in. After all, some monsters here are still dangerous. If something happens to humans here, no one will be responsible.

Last time Gu Bai was ignorant and brought a bunch of people in, but this time the sensible Xie Zhi and Zhai Liangjun also brought a lot of humans in.

The monsters of Kyushu Shanhaiyuan are hiding in every corner and whispering, secretly watching this group of humans.

There is nothing covering their sight, and humans don't have that kind of inspiration that they can't detect, but Gu Bai clearly senses many sights hidden in the dark.

This is probably the talent he got after becoming a serious adult monster, so many eyes staring at this place made his scalp tingle.

Standing at the elevator entrance, Gu Bai watched helplessly as Mr. Zhai was dragged into the room, realizing that something was wrong.

He hurriedly stuffed the wooden heart in the palm of his hand into the hand strap, and rushed over with his legs thumping.

"Excuse me!" Gu Bai shouted outside the crowd, the voice was not loud, but it was still very obvious in the relatively quiet building.

There were eight people in the film crew, and they turned their heads one after another to make way for him.

"Mr. Xie!" Gu Bai greeted Xie Zhi, then turned his head to give a slight nod to the film crew, kept his hands on his hands, opened the door in a smooth manner, turned his head into the room and went to rescue the fox.

But after rushing in, unexpectedly, Si Yiming didn't beat anyone up.

His complexion was still quite bad, he was rubbing between his brows, sitting on the sofa, looking at Zhai Liangjun who was on the sofa next to him.

Zhai Liangjun sat very well-behaved, his whole body was very upright, his skin was taut, and he explained cowardly what those humans outside were here for.

"Xie Zhi said it when he was in the third year of junior high school, but at that time you were almost drunk, only Xuan Gui was still awake." Zhai Liangjun felt aggrieved.

Who knew that you group of beasts didn't sober up even after going to work!

Just as Si Yiming was about to say something, he saw Gu Bai running in from the outside, so he didn't say anything, and waved to him directly.

Gu Bai hesitated for a while in the living room, and shook his head unexpectedly, "Mr. Si, go take a shower first."

Si Yiming paused, as if he had just realized that he smelled of alcohol, he clicked his tongue lightly, and turned his head to go to the bathroom.

Zhai Liangjun heaved a sigh of relief.

Gu Bai looked at Di Liangjun who was paralyzed on the sofa as if he had just experienced a world war, and whispered, "Mr. Di, the trouble comes from your mouth."

Di Liangjun snorted: "I understand the truth, but I can't control it."

When the vixen just became a spirit, he was the pride of the whole mountain. He became a spirit at a young age, and he had a bright future at first glance. The whole mountain and the surrounding area were pampered and coaxed.

Even in front of the human media, he didn't hold back much, he just cared about his manager's hairline and tried to hold back and talk less.

Social platforms are basically managed by assistants.

A detailed count of those interviews in which he did not memorize the script and let himself speak casually, all of them are dark history.

But the vixen doesn't care. Anyway, he looks good, has good acting skills, and has a strong performance. No matter what he does, people will forgive him. He doesn't care what people say about him. Naturally, he can't pay more attention to what he says.

——Especially in daily life, the only people who can really suppress him are Huang Yining and Si Yiming. He is a big monster in front of others and other monsters!

There is no reason for a big monster to think twice before saying a word.

Zhai Liangjun sighed sadly: "The film crew is here to collect materials, is it convenient for you today?"

"It's okay to go up to the second floor, but the movement should be quiet." Gu Bai said, "The four gods and beasts are resting in the house."

"..."

Zhai Liangjun felt suffocated for a while.

Gu Bai turned his head and opened the door, Xie Zhi looked around and took everyone up to the second floor.

Zhai Liangjun also followed in desperation.

Gu Bai soon heard the sound of the decoration starting upstairs, he lowered his head, took out the newly bought painting tools from the hand strap, stuffed them into a plastic bag, and went upstairs as well.

These human beings more or less have some artistic skills, whether it is photography, directing or lighting, many of them are actually from art majors.

They went upstairs, and all they saw were some sketches and design drafts that were not clear enough to hang on two steel wire ropes with clothespins.

Those manuscripts were hung in two densely packed rows, and the signature was also marked with time.

From the perspective of time, the masters of these works rarely have time to stop and rest.

He seems to devote all his time to painting.

On the other side of the large studio on the second floor, in a place that cannot be exposed to direct sunlight, there are several framed paintings placed against the wall.

There are oil paintings and watercolors, most of them are landscape and scene pictures, there is not a single figure painting, but in some of the scene paintings, there is a breath of human life everywhere.

From their point of view, these paintings are excellent, and what surprised them even more was that when the paintings were arranged from left to right, they could actually see a very obvious improvement.

"It's incredible..." The director stood in front of one of the paintings, looking at it almost in amazement.

That painting was a half-fantasy scene that Gu Bai drew with joy and joy before heading to the mirage.

The zero eggs obtained from those messy things in Bai Ze's house, set the scene of the fifty-square-meter small house where Gu Lang lived with as the background, and painted the elements of the mythical beasts he encountered.

"I thought the murals in the previous museum were already very good," said the director.

"That's not true." Zhai Liangjun was very happy, and he said proudly, "Our Gu Xiaobai is very powerful. Give him another ten years, and he will be able to draw a world with just a wave of his paintbrush!"

The director turned his head and glanced at Zhai Liangjun.

Zhai Liangjun himself is the investment and producer of this documentary. Although Zhai Liangjun is extremely busy, it can be seen that he attaches great importance to this film.

The director likes to work with this kind of sensible person who is willing to spend money and never directs blindly.

In particular, Zhai Liangjun followed them to collect materials from time to time, without any airs, and occasionally raised one or two opinions, mostly in the sense of asking.

After this cooperation, the director finally understands why so many people in the circle like to cooperate with Zhai Liangjun.

——Although this person always keeps quiet and loves to catch people in private, but as a purely collaborator, the cooperation is definitely very good and in tune.

"Our Gu Xiaobai is going to become a famous person sooner or later, do you know why he doesn't draw people?" Zhai Liangjun was still stunned.

The director cooperated and asked, "Why?"

"Because characters are too simple for him!" Zhai Liangjun had a mysterious expression on his face, "Our Gu Xiaobai is favored by God! He can draw with a brush, and he can draw human bodies from birth. You know that exhibition..."

"Mr. Di!" As soon as Gu Bai went upstairs, he heard Di Liangjun bragging about him crazily. His face turned red and he couldn't help interrupting Di Liangjun's words.

"Don't listen to Mr. Zhai's nonsense." Gu Bai was still blushing, and explained to the director very solemnly, "I seldom draw characters because most of them are not easy to sell."

"It's... like this."

The director was so shocked by Gu Bai's incomparable honesty that he didn't know how to speak.

Zhai Liangjun held back his wrists, pulled Gu Bai and began to educate him: "Gu Xiaobai, do you understand the character design! The character design just now is so fashionable, it sounds awesome to be born with the ability to draw!"

"But, I wasn't born to be able to draw." Gu Bai pressed in a low voice, "I've put in a lot of effort."

Zhai Liangjun looked at Gu Bai's aggrieved look, and had nothing to say.

The director couldn't help laughing out loud, Gu Bai's character was a bit beyond his expectation.

After all, Zhai Liangjun, Xie Zhi and Si Yiming are characters who can make people tremble when they say their names. The entire film crew thought that this young man would be a type with a deep mind or a long-sleeved and good dancer with a high EQ.

It turned out that it turned out to be this kind of straightforward.

The director looked at Zhai Liangjun, then at Gu Bai, and felt that the saying that birds of a kind gather and people are divided into groups really makes sense.

Didn't even get together.

But it is.

The director's eyes fell on the paintings all over the room.

If it weren't for all the thoughts on one thing, I probably wouldn't be able to do such a good job. It's really normal for my own personality to be so stupid.

Gu Bai and Zhai Liangjun were still muttering at the side, Xie Zhi and a cameraman were on the side, they had already set up the camera, and they had been filming for those two muttering people for an unknown amount of time.

This camera is specially used for making sideshows. I don’t know how many black stories of Zhai Liangjun have been filmed along the way.

"Okay, okay, let's start!" The director looked at the equipment that was set up almost, and clapped his hands.

The vast majority of humanities documentaries have scripts. In fact, Gu Bai’s script crew is also prepared, but they usually shoot the material at random first, and only take out the script when they feel that the material is not good enough.

——Anyway, Zhai Liangjun’s investment is not short of money.

Gu Bai was sitting in front of the light and the camera, stared at by eight film crews plus Zhai Liangjun and Xie Zhi ten people, his whole body was so stiff that he even had difficulty picking up a paintbrush.

He looked at the brushes on the table in bewilderment, then turned his head to look at the people and equipment in a semicircle. After thinking about it, he still felt that it was not good to delay the construction period.

So he took a deep breath, adjusted the drawing board on the easel slightly, tried his best to ignore the scorching sight beside him, and began to draw.

Gu Bai thinks that the best thing about him is that when he is serious about doing something, he can concentrate and ignore most of the movements around him.

What he decided to show in front of the camera was the draft of Nian Beast that he drew up two days ago.

The inspiration for this picture naturally comes from the Nian beast that wears an ordinary word of blessing but cherishes it very much.

Gu Bai asked, this documentary may have to wait until next year's Chinese New Year period from source material to editing to review to final broadcast.

If it is played during the Chinese New Year, then his New Year Beast is just right.

Gu Bai sat upright, and the paintbrush in his hand fell on the palette, most of which were golden-red tones.

In the picture is a table of lively New Year’s Eve dinner, but there is no one sitting on the big round table. Through the window in the background, you can see the exploding fireworks and the figure outside the window.

Even the old man on crutches went out to join in the fun with his back bent.

But it doesn't look lonely on the screen.

There are several clothes hanging on the coat rack at the door, a small laughing snowman is placed outside the window sill, several strings of small lanterns and Chinese knots are hung in the hall, and inverted blessings are pasted on each door.

There were a lot of festively wrapped gift boxes piled up in the hall, and the top ones were torn apart, revealing the big red coats with fluffy white fur edges sewn inside, which were casually put aside.

A large coat was hung on the back of a chair by the dining table, a few bags were placed beside it, and a mobile phone was left on the table.

Judging from the number of stools, it can be regarded as a thriving family with a dozen or so people.

The family seemed to be halfway through the New Year's Eve dinner when they realized that there were big fireworks going off outside, so the family simply put down their chopsticks and went out to watch the fireworks lively.

There was only one little monster left in the restaurant.

It held the dining table with its two front paws, and its hind legs were hanging in the air because it couldn't reach the ground. It hung on the edge of the dining table and kicked its legs around, forming a small shrimp ball. It was looking at the dishes on the table, The eyes are eager, and the longing is written all over the face.

This little monster has the head of a dragon, the body of a lion, the body of a ponytail, and a horn on top of its head, on which a bright red blessing character is stamped.

The word "Fu" is now rolled up and placed on the back of its head, because it is so small that it almost looks like a cat, the word "Fu" almost covers its back.

It is said to be a little monster, but it is petite and does not look scary at all. Instead, it has a naive look that makes people laugh when it looks at the dishes on the table.

The photographer came over to take a close-up with the camera, and asked casually, "What is this?"

Gu Bai paused in his hand, and the brush covered with red paint lightly landed on the little monster.

"This is the year." He replied softly with a smile.

The author has something to say: Zhai Liangjun: We Gu Xiaobai!Thieves pull awesome!I don't care about drawing human bodies anymore!

Gu Bai: I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!