Monster Apartment

Gu Bai feels that the apartment building is deserted these few days.

Ms. Huang was filming outside, and Mr. Zhai said that he was mentally traumatized and decided to go for a walk. Mr. Si, who was at the opposite door, disappeared after taking the dessert.

The other households on this floor are all empty, obviously the upper and lower floors are full, only the sixth floor is empty.

Mr. Zhai said it was because Si Yiming lived on this floor.

Gu Bai's mural design boss passed, and Gu Bai also temporarily left the position of helping the seniors, and was in charge of the two walls alone.

The money on the wall is also counted separately. After this project, he can get more than 4 small money.

Save some money for a year.

But today Gu Bai didn't go to the park, because it was time for him to get his certificate and take graduation photos.

We didn't meet until ten o'clock, so it was rare for Gu Bai to take a little sleep in.

He is not very popular in school, and he is always flat and uninspired during group activities, and he is not keen on participating in social activities. Every day he goes back and forth between the dormitory and the studio. The only thing that can be called a hobby is going to other places. Painting professional rubbing class.

Everyone knows that Gu Bai from the Mural Painting Department is a top student, and everyone knows that Gu Bai is a pauper.

Those who are able to engage in the art industry, although their families are not particularly rich, must be well-off. Poor students like Gu Bai who do not have a dime in their pockets and occasionally need to go to the pedestrian street to set up a stall, look at the entire art industry in S City. There are very few colleges.

Gu Bai is busy all day long, he doesn't have time to socialize, so naturally he doesn't have much popularity.

Except that the teachers especially like this kind of well-behaved and aura-filled students, Gu Bai is like a transparent person among his peers.

Similarly, Gu Bai is not keen on things like taking graduation photos, and he can't understand those who cry and feel sad for the parting of graduation.

After taking graduation photos, the school organized a campus graduation speech, which was held in the stadium.

Gu Bai was wearing a bachelor's uniform, holding a graduation certificate and a degree certificate, and wearing a black bachelor's cap. He sat cross-legged on the lawn of the school's football field, and played with his phone carelessly with his head down.

Gu Bai didn't even care who was speaking on the rostrum and what was being said.

It happened that the bachelor's hat could slightly block the sun, so Gu Bai simply took his mobile phone and looked up the dragon's information.

His paintings for the exhibition have also been drawn, and the wall design of the S City Art Expo Center has also been completed and passed. Now he can finally free up his hands to think about the paintings that Mr. Si wants.

In the ink painting that Si Yiming gave, the main body is the head of a ferocious roaring dragon, but a dragon tail and four claws can be seen behind it.

The torso of the main body is not specially drawn, but if you look carefully, there are also a few thick and shallow lines that slightly outline the lines of the torso.

From those rough lines, the protagonist in this painting does not look like a dragon in the traditional sense.

Unlike a dragon, it has a dragon head.

Gu Bai can only look up the information, he can't draw a dragon, after all, what people want is not a dragon.

With a client as rich as Si Yiming, Gu Bai is absolutely unwilling to be sloppy, and his professional ethics and painting spirit will not allow him to be perfunctory.

He really wanted to ask Si Yiming directly, but unfortunately he didn't have Si Yiming's contact information, so he knocked on the door, but he wasn't there.

Thinking of what Mr. Si said earlier that he would not be here soon, Gu Bai could only look up the information by himself bitterly.

But after checking, he found that there are quite a lot of guys with dragon heads.

Gu Bai had a bitter face, worried.

The students next to him were complaining that wearing a bachelor's uniform in the sun would make them look like idiots.

Gu Bai shifted his attention away from the phone, glanced at the students next to him, and then at the other side, and found that they were so hot that beads of sweat appeared on their faces.

Gu Bai didn't feel the heat at all, he touched his forehead and face, it was even cold, he couldn't feel any heat.

Gu Bai's physique is naturally cool, but he doesn't have such a cold body.

He suddenly recalled that when he went to paint murals these days, he didn't seem to feel how stinging the scorching sun above his head was.

Gu Bai looked at his hands with some doubts, thinking that he was not like this before.

He still remembers the days before moving into the apartment, when the sun was not as strong as in July, he was so hot that his palms were sweating, and he blurred the small piece of paper his father sent him with the address on it article.

what happened?

Gu Bai rubbed his dry palm, puzzled.

Just when Gu Bai was thinking about what was going on, there was a burst of intense screams suddenly erupting around him, making Gu Bai tremble with fright.

He raised his head and saw that the person standing on the rostrum was Zhai Liangjun.

It seems that Zhai Liangjun was invited to work in a serious manner. There are quite a few contacts between S City Academy of Fine Arts and S City Academy of Drama. Zhai Liangjun's resume clearly states that he graduated from S City Academy of Drama.

The Academy of Fine Arts has majors such as film and television scenes and lighting design. Occasionally, students from these majors will cooperate with the Academy of Drama to complete some small programs and micro-videos.

These are students with ideas, so naturally they have nothing to do with Gu Bai.

Gu Bai listened to Zhai Liangjun's speech on the stage, obviously he had memorized the manuscript, but Zhai Liangjun opened his mouth and said it full of wit and wit. But also enthusiasm.

Gu Bai thought that Zhai Liangjun was so familiar with Si Yiming, maybe he knew what was painted in Si Yiming's painting.

——After all, it is a relationship that is good enough to be beaten without getting angry.

Gu Bai doesn't quite understand this kind of friendship, but Zhai Liangjun and Si Yiming are familiar with each other for sure.

Mr. Si also told him to find Mr. Zhai if he needed anything.

Although it seems to be playing hard, but in the heart is still very trustworthy.

Gu Bai quietly listened to Zhai Liangjun's speech in his gentle and magnetic voice, mainly talking about the road to success, and setting up a bright and beautiful future for this group of students who have just left the ivory tower and entered the society.

After listening to it, the group disbanded, Zhai Liangjun did not leave, and was quickly surrounded by a large group of fanboys and girls, surrounded by a big circle, and Ben couldn't squeeze in.

Gu Bai was hesitant, and decided that it would be better to go home at night and then go to Mr. Zhai.

Otherwise, it is also possible to send a text message to ask.

The squad leader said loudly in the midst of the noise that after graduation, everyone would go to have a meal in the evening, and there must be no one left, and the hotel had already been booked or something.

Gu Bai has always automatically blocked such things.

But the class monitor had sharp eyes, and when he saw that he was about to leave, he immediately sank into his dantian, and shouted: "Gu Bai! Stop! Let's have dinner!"

The voice was quite loud, and it was full of energy from the heart, and it actually suppressed the screams of all the fans.

Gu Bai was startled by the sound, stared at the class monitor with wide eyes, finally stopped in his tracks, and left the stadium with the few scattered people in the class who were not surrounded by Zhai Liangjun.

Before dinner, they still had to continue to wander around the campus and take pictures.

Gu Bai followed at the end as a little transparent, and no one invited him to take a photo, most of the time they asked him to help take a photo.

Gu Bai didn't have any special feelings about this, he was already used to this situation.

When Gu Bai took the photo and returned the phone in his hand to the monitor, he heard someone calling him: "Gu Xiaobai!"

Gu Bai and a group of classmates turned their heads to look over, and found that it was a suspicious person wearing a hood, sunglasses and a mask on a hot day.

Others didn't recognize it for a while, but Gu Bai did.

It was Zhai Liangjun. He walked up to Gu Bai, touched his pocket, and took out a pack of snacks that Gu Bai was very familiar with. The packaging was very familiar.

Gu Bai took it smoothly, with question marks all over his face: "Didn't you go on a long trip?"

"Just came back." Di Liangjun said, "I'm going to leave later, I just came to say hello when I saw you."

Zhai Liangjun did travel a long way, as far as Inner Mongolia.

The main purpose is actually to ask the ghosts who make this kind of snacks in that area if they have any idea of ​​opening a joint online store.

By the way, I also went to the local monster market to buy a bunch of snacks, and when I came back, I put two in my pocket and fed them to Gu Xiaobai who I met by chance.

Gu Bai nodded, glanced at the students who were looking at him with vague eyes, took out the phone, opened the photo album, and handed it to Zhai Liangjun.

"What?" Zhai Liangjun looked down, "Isn't this the portrait of Si Yiming?"

"Yes." Gu Bai nodded, feeling very happy that Zhai Liangjun recognized Si Yiming's painting at a glance, "Do you know what is in the painting?"

Di Liangjun said, "Si Yiming!"

Gu Bai was stunned: "?"

"It's Pixiu." Di Liangjun explained.

Gu Bai came to a sudden: "So it's Pixiu."

Zhai Liangjun nodded, and just as he was about to say something, there was a scream from a distance, calling his name.

Both Gu Bai and Zhai Liangjun were taken aback, and Zhai Liangjun even jumped up and down as if his butt was on fire. After saying goodbye, he smeared oil on the soles of his feet and ran away without a trace.

The group of students not far from Gu Bai also reacted, and looked at Gu Bai in unison.

"Is that Zhai Liangjun?"

"Gu Bai, do you know Zhai Liangjun?"

"What's your relationship?"

Gu Bai looked at the classmates who suddenly became enthusiastic, pursed his lips, and shook his head.

But his refusal did not stop the enthusiasm of these students.

They tapped and spied on Gu Bai's side until the time of the dinner party, and finally, under Gu Bai's repeated rejection and silence, they withdrew their attention from him in boredom.

The atmosphere of the dinner party was quite lively, but Gu Bai, as a top student who was only liked by the teacher, was not keen to participate in it.

While gnawing on the watermelon slices silently, he looked at the CCTV which was broadcasting the news broadcast behind the big round table.

The war in the Middle East was being broadcast on it. After the war reporter switched to the live broadcast connection, a shell roared down and exploded a hundred meters away from the camera.

With a loud gunshot, the camera zoomed in quickly, so clearly that the wreckage of the trench could even be seen clearly.

In that gray haze, there was a figure moving extremely swiftly, holding a chicken-like thing that was flopping vaguely in the dust cover in his hand.

The figure's head was exposed in the thick smoke, and its face was stained with dust and blood. It looked very miserable, and it was impossible to tell what the face looked like.

But Gu Bai, who has studied figure painting for many years, can tell who this person is at a glance.

The watermelon slice in his hand fell to the table with a "clack", and he stared at the switched TV screen with a shocked face.

Si, Mr. Si? !

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