Monster Apartment

Four days have passed since Gu Lang slipped away, and Si Yiming hasn't come back yet.

Gu Bai's work progressed very smoothly.

The things that need to be painted in advance, the nine people finished the painting early in the morning.

As for Gu Bai, a rookie who basically has no experience in planning, the matter of supervision is also a tricky thing for him, and it is only to the extent that he can follow behind the seniors and take notes.

Although according to the meaning of the seniors, they hope that Gu Bai can have works exhibited rather than following them behind.

There was not much time left, and they urged Gu Bai to make a quick decision from time to time—after all, there was still a high possibility that the works that were completed in a hurry would be overturned accidentally.

Gu Bai watched his seniors talk earnestly while stroking the dog, and answered, but he wasn't too anxious in his heart.

Monsters really want to work, and their efficiency is much higher than that of humans. Moreover, after gradually becoming proficient in using spiritual power, Gu Bai can't draw very smoothly.

Of course, due to his personal preference for brush strokes and canvas texture, he is usually used to painting ordinary paintings slowly.

After all, in any case, the foundation must be constantly consolidated.

But if we really want to talk about the problem of rushing to work, Gu Bai who can sleep for four or five days without rest, and even has a slight tendency to increase his activity time is not in vain at all.

According to Mr. Si, when his strength gradually improves, it is also a routine operation to not need to rest for several years without using a lot of spiritual power or activities.

At that time, the concept of time will become very, very vague, and it is normal to wake up and find that more than ten years have passed in a hurry.

Gu Bai has been staying in the park as a little tail, and the brothers simply started to brainstorm for Gu Baisong when the supervisor was fishing.

"The theme of the storm can be derived from a lot of ideas." The senior brother said, "The most intuitive is of course the natural landscape, but it can also be derived from some meaningful pictures."

Such as revolution, such as some kind of spiritual image, or even a locomotive powered by wind and electricity or other imaginary elements.

"From the perspective of the public's interpretation of art today, the imaginary elements combined with real phenomena are more refreshing and impressive."

Combining imaginary elements with real phenomena refers to a method of expression, which is more used in design and publicity.

An example is the cover of a geographical magazine some time ago. There is an iceberg on the sea surface, and a huge plastic bag below the sea level. The iceberg on the sea surface is just the tip of the plastic bag floating in the sea.

The shocking performance of this kind of imagery is indeed very powerful, and I also talked about it in the previous class.

Gu Bai was thoughtful, and wrote down the matter in the small notebook in his hand.

But the seniors clearly had different understandings of the market and artistic concepts. After Gu Bai roughly jotted down his ideas in a small notebook, the seniors had already started arguing.

The little Corgi was placed on the workbench next to them, staring at a pair of innocent dog eyes, looking at the several humans who were arguing, then turned his head to meet Gu Bai's eyes, one monster and one dog silently joined in. When we got together, we pulled up a stool.

Gu Bai hugged the dog and took the notebook, and the dog looked at the few humans who were speaking words he didn't understand.

Gu Bai was writing furiously when his brothers were arguing and about to fight.

Such things as experience and experience are shortcomings that he can never make up for in a short period of time.

At this time, he doesn't even have the right to intervene, so why don't he quickly write down the key points that the brothers missed during the quarrel, and try to digest it when he writes next time.

The seniors inspired Gu Bai a lot.

Like these seniors who have been engaged in the art industry for many years, Gu Bai also has a set of understanding of art in his heart.

He somewhat understands the public's attitude towards art today.

He is very clear that the word "art" is almost linked to entertainment nowadays.

Not everyone has artistic literacy and can quickly understand the artist's design ideas and intentions to express. At this time, when they mention "art", they are more or less ironic.

Doesn't Gu Bai think that it is wrong for artists to use their own techniques to express what they want, whether it is positive or negative, praise or criticism, there is nothing wrong with it.

But art has gradually become a small circle, and it shouldn't be thought about.

Gu Bai is not a very ambitious person, but at least he wants to try his best so that everyone who sees his paintings can clearly feel the message he wants to reveal.

It doesn't matter if it's gentle, it doesn't matter if it's open-minded, it doesn't matter whether it's hope or vitality -- in short, it can make people who have seen his paintings feel a little warmer in their hearts, and Gu Bai feels very happy.

Although today's seniors quarreled until their faces turned red and their necks were thick, part of their original purpose was indeed achieved.

Gu Bai rode a small electric donkey and carried the dog home, driving slowly while wandering.

The little Corgi squatted on the step in front of the little eDonkey, with his head held high, imitating the wolf in the cartoon he saw last night, raising his head and whimpering.

Halfway through the wailing, he saw Si Yiming standing at the gate of the community, his voice stopped abruptly, and he even hiccupped because he closed it too quickly.

Gu Bai came back to his senses and saw Si Yiming standing at the door, his eyes widened slightly, a smile instantly spread on his face, and he rode a small electric donkey and rushed over.

"Mr. Si! Are you waiting for me!"

Si Yiming nodded.

Gu Bai was very happy to see Si Yiming: "Welcome back!"

Si Yiming looked at Gu Bai, his expression softened uncontrollably.

I don't know if it's because of this face, but the youthful spirit on Gu Bai's body has never faded, and he is full of vitality. When the sun falls on him, it's like a soft light filter is applied, even the air becomes clear. sweetened.

Mr. Si couldn't help but raised his hand, rubbed Gu Bai's head vigorously, then helped Gu Bai push the cart, and replied by the way: "I'm back."

After he finished speaking, he paused, and added: "I also bought some snacks and put them in the refrigerator at home. There are some new things you haven't eaten before."

Gu Bai and Gouzi's eyes lit up simultaneously.

Gu Bai walked beside Si Yiming, as if holding back for a long time, he began to chatter about recent events with his Mr. Si.

Gu Bai's day basically didn't have any big surprises, but Si Yiming listened carefully as usual.

Before entering the house, Gu Bai held the dog in his arms and rubbed it. Before he mentioned the new brain hole that popped up in his mind today, he finally thought of his old father who came and went like the wind.

"By the way, Mr. Si, my father has already been back." Gu Bai said.

Si Yiming was a little surprised. When he came back, he didn't notice the aura of gluttony around here.

But thinking about the time when Gu Xiaobai still raised himself as a human being, Gu Lang held his anger and hid from those roving patrol beasts, and Si Yiming could understand the deeds that he had not been discovered for almost 20 years. up.

It was easy for Gu Lang to hide.

Si Yiming pushed open the door and asked, "Where are the others?"

"..." Gu Bai was silent for a long time, but he still told the whole story about what his old father had done, and then sighed sadly.

Si Yiming was also shocked for a long time, and even wondered for a moment whether Gu Lang had gone crazy like before.

——After having Gu Bai and no longer being hungry, Gu Lang has gradually become normal over the years. It's normal to be jealous when meeting his enemies, but it's really been a long time since he became crazy like this.

Mr. Si pondered for a while, then said, "Probably he doesn't want to involve you."

Gu Bai, who was about to open the refrigerator with the dog in his arms, was taken aback for a moment.

"Qongqi is very vicious. If Gu Lang didn't do this, Qiongqi's first reaction would be to rush to a nearby city to kill people." Si Yiming said.

Gu Lang's operation of pulling monsters with his face is really amazing.

But it's understandable when you think about it, Si Yiming himself doesn't want to touch Qiongqi's small treasury, because he will definitely be chased and beaten by Qiongqi.

Who wants to confront the crazy beast head-on, it's a shame.

After all, Qiongqi's madness is the same as Gu Lang's before, he doesn't care about who he is facing, and he fights irrationally.

Anyway, Si Yiming didn't do it. To use this to trick Gu Lang and get a poor treasure once is simply turning waste into treasure.

They are a group of beasts who have to protect their own positions, which is not suitable for doing such a thing. Gu Lang keeps Qiongqi's hatred steady, and Qiongqi won't make trouble if he has a goal.

Unfortunately, Gu Lang is very good at hiding.

Si Yiming rested his chin, it was really unexpected.

Taotie also has such a day of fatherly love, it is too unbelievable.

He was ready to take a cold shot in the back when Gu Lang and Qiongqi were fighting, trying to catch Qiongqi and lock him into Gu Bai's spiritual painting to squat. Who knew that Gu Lang's ideological awareness was so high .

"Where's the thing he brought?" Mr. Si asked.

"Here." Gu Bai took out all the things in the braided rope on his wrist, hugged the little Corgi who was only staring at the refrigerator, and stood behind the sofa hesitating to speak.

Si Yiming moved very quickly, counting the things that Gu Lang brought with him incomparably efficiently, and he could sense Gu Bai's restless aura without turning his head.

"What's the matter? Are you afraid of going to mend the sky?" Mr. Si said with a slight smile.

"No, I'm not afraid of mending the sky." Gu Bai paused, then asked in a low voice, "Mr. Si, will my father be in danger?"

"No." Si Yiming answered very neatly, "Gu Lang can hide, but it's okay if he can't. If Qiongqi makes a big noise, the beasts will jump out and beat him."

Gu Bai looked at the extraordinary things that were shining with all kinds of lights that Si Yiming took out, and felt that Qiongqi was a little pitiful for a moment - he was even more worried about his old father who was about to be chased and beaten by Qiongqi.

People's hearts are biased, Gu Bai admits this.

He hesitated for a long time, and his voice became softer: "Mr. Si, can we return the rest to Qiongqi after we finish picking out the usable ones? Return the ones I used after I came back..."

Let’s just borrow it, Gu Bai thought.

In this case, Qiongqi is not at a disadvantage, and his father will not be chased and beaten by Qiongqi.

Si Yiming was startled, turned to look at Gu Bai who was a little uneasy, squeezed his hand, and just when Gu Bai thought he would nod, he simply replied: "No."

Gu Bai lowered his head listlessly.

Si Yiming casually picked up a gleaming knife with barbs and blood grooves on it, and said to Gu Bai, "Qingqi snatched this from me back then."

"This is what Mrs. Spirit Snake planned to use to protect her future child."

"It was snatched from Qiongqi's treasury when he killed the Immortal of Linggong."

"This is……"

Gu Bai listened, his head lowered lower and lower, and finally buried in the soft fur of the dog in his arms.

Seeing Gu Bai's appearance, Si Yiming pulled Gu Bai's hand to pull him down, kissed him lightly on the mouth when Gu Bai bent down and raised his head, and then rubbed Gu Bai and Gouzi's heads: "It's not your fault for being kind and naive."

Gu Bai looked at Mr. Si who was close at hand, his eyes were full of tolerance and gentleness.

He paused, and smiled again on his face.

Gu Bai has always been good at putting bad thoughts and emotions behind him, he rubbed Gouzi's head vigorously, and regained his energy: "Is there anything I can do to help, Mr. Si?"

Si Yiming had seen Gu Bai's self-discovery ability a long time ago, and thought that if Gu Bai couldn't figure it out, he would throw himself on the bed and sleep every day, and when he woke up, he would be a lively Gu Xiaobai again.

Hearing what Gu Bai said, he thought for a while and nodded: "Go and help me get the almanac from the study."

Gu Bai put the dog on the sofa, went into the study and took out the almanac: "What do you do with the almanac?"

"Let's see what day is suitable for you to set off to mend the sky..." Si Yiming stopped before he finished speaking.

He looked at the almanac that he had just turned a page, and couldn't help turning his head to look at the red sky outside the window.

Although he somewhat guessed something, Si Yiming couldn't help being speechless when it was actually confirmed.

It's really time for Gu Xiaobai to pinch the time.

This heart is too biased.

Gu Bai followed Si Yiming's gaze and looked out the window, wondering, "What's wrong, Mr. Si?"

Si Yiming spread out the yellow calendar for Gu Bai to read by himself.

Gu Bai probed and took a look, and at a glance, he saw eight large characters of festive festivities - good days and auspicious days, no taboos.

The date is tomorrow.

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