Monster Apartment

There is not much requirement for the completion of the first version of the draft, the main thing is to be able to understand it by yourself.

Gu Bai finished a bunch of messy lines with a pencil, and then used a heavy-colored charcoal pencil to draw a rough outline and pattern in the messy lines that only he could understand, then dropped the pen and rushed to Went downstairs to wash up.

There was still time to bake some bread.

Gu Bai prepares love breakfast for his teacher and seniors in different ways all day long, today's is pineapple buns.

Of course, the patron's father can't forget either.

Gu Bai went out with his bag on his back, and walked to Si Yiming's house with a pineapple bag. Just as he was about to ring the doorbell, he remembered seeing Mr. Si's lack of sleep yesterday morning.

Gu Bai thought for a while, went back to the house and took a plastic bag and transparent glue, put the packaged bread into the plastic bag, hung it on the doorknob of Si Yiming's house, and tied a knot firmly. .

Then he tore off another notebook, wrote the words "To Mr. Si" on it, and pasted it on the plastic bag.

After finishing all this, Gu Bai happily went to the park to start work.

Seeing that July is about to pass halfway, Gu Bai's two walls finally came to an end.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, not too sloppy at all, huddled in the corner of the wall, painting the color connecting the wall and the ground stroke by stroke.

The color of the bottom and the edge is very important, which is related to whether the connection between the wall and the scene behind will make people feel inconsistent.

Gu Bai finished painting the bottom edge in one go, stood up and turned the parasol over his head in the same direction, stepped back a few steps, and looked at the paint that was dried quickly by the direct sunlight. After losing its moist water and oil components, it gradually It is integrated with the marble square floor.

Now, the last bit of disobedience is gone!

Gu Bai threw the brush and palette in his hand into the bucket, turned his head excitedly and ran to the side where the seniors were, running and jumping all the way, excitedly telling the seniors that he finished the work!

The senior brothers put down their work one after another to save face, and rushed to Gu Bai's two walls.

Gu Bai only had paintings on the front of the two walls, and the back was reserved for the signature wall.

The brothers smacked their lips when they saw the finished product: "It's not a waste of a thousand and one square meters to give you these two walls."

"It feels like it's less." Another added, "It's really worth the money."

"Plus Xiaobai's work for us..." Elder brother calculated, "Which walls did Xiaobai paint?"

"These two sides, plus No. [-] for the base, No. [-] for half, and No. [-] for the whole side."

If Gu Bai really came here to study, it would be understandable to share the [-] square meters with him. There are still many people who study with their teachers and brothers and can’t get a penny. If you share [-] yuan with him, you can say it for several years. up.

But the situation is different now. Gu Bai is responsible for two walls of nearly ten square meters alone, from design to wall painting, and the workload of the other walls. Logically speaking, it should not only be paid for this price. .

Those who come to study for qualifications and those who come to work seriously are two different things.

As far as the workload and fineness of these two walls are concerned, one thousand and one square meters is also less.

"Go and discuss it with the teacher." The elder brother said.

Gu Bai was carrying his painting tools and was going to help his seniors. When he heard what they said, he was stunned: "You want to give me more money?"

The senior brother nodded: "Yes."

Gu Bai looked at the two walls, thought for a while, and didn't know whether to agree or reject.

"Don't think about it, let the teacher want to go." The elder brother helped carry some painting tools.

Several other brothers removed the large parasols, and interjected with a smile: "Our teacher is not short of money. If he sees a work like yours, he might be so happy that he can't find the north."

"That's right." The elder brother nodded and said, "The first time you came out to work, you completed the two walls independently, and you are the only one."

Professor Gao has also done this kind of poverty alleviation work in the past. He meant to bring students who are unwilling to change careers and cannot find a job to study in his team. You can't even stay on the team after the project is over.

Gu Bai was very embarrassed by the words left and right by the brothers. He was carrying the toolbox, pursed his lips, his eyes were shining, his cheeks were flushed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

He was so shy that even when he smiled, there was a hint of furtive joy—although he couldn't hide it from the eyes of his seniors at all.

When the senior brothers saw Gu Bai like this, they all changed the subject and began to lament how cute the little junior brother is.

They talked nonsense all the way back to the maze wall, talking so much that Gu Bai almost wanted to find a crack in the ground, so he stopped talking with a smile.

During lunch, the seniors told the teacher about the matter, and when Professor Gao came back after watching it, he smiled so hard that he couldn't see his brows, and waved his hand to ask for more money.

The contract cannot be changed, but it does not prevent a big red envelope after the end.

The brothers were very supportive and applauded one after another.

"By the way, Xiaobai, what are your plans in the future?"

"Huh?" Gu Bai was stopped by this question, he frowned and thought for a while, "I just want to draw."

The brother asked: "Do you want to engage in pure art?"

Gu Bai simply hopes to be able to paint freely, but he also knows that the premise of painting freely is not to worry about material things.

He was a little distressed: "It's okay, but I still have to make money."

After he finished speaking, the brothers around him looked at Professor Gao in unison.

Professor Gao, who just decided to add money, waved his hand: "Then stay in the team!"

Gu Bai was taken aback.

The big brother said: "But our team is not a regular studio, there is no basic salary, basically we exchange resources in private, you do it when I don't have time, I do it when you don't have time, and we work together when we have big jobs. Then it means splitting the money."

Gu Bai was stunned for a while before he realized what the brothers and the teacher meant.

"Can I stay here!" Gu Bai pointed at himself, speaking incoherently, "But I just graduated... and... that..."

"No one objected. Your level is very good, but your qualifications are just a little short. Don't doubt yourself." The senior brother said.

Gu Bai is different from those people that his teacher brought to study in the past.

His painting skills and personality are very good, mainly because his temper is very compatible with the people in the team, and no one will object to staying in the team.

Gu Bai stared blankly at them, then sniffed, lowered his head silently and moved his chopsticks, then raised his head quickly, said thank you in a low voice with a slight cry, then lowered his head suddenly Grilled rice.

The elder brother who was sitting next to him patted his back, picked up a few chopsticks for him to prevent him from eating rice, and patted Gu Bai's back to comfort him.

Sure enough, even if he lives in such a nice house and enjoys such a good service, the little junior is still that poor and lonely little junior.

A small one, cowardly and soft, especially easily moved and occasionally has red eyes.

It's rare that he wasn't blinded by the glitz.

The others in the room thought about it with emotion, and stopped poking Gu Bai's tears. After eating, they hurriedly carried the little junior to work.

It's too idle to be moved or silent!

Get busy and see if you still have time to cry.

The crying-stopping effect of Sai's work was immediate. The junior brother, who had red eyes and sniffed his nose a few minutes ago, is already busily working with tools.

By the time work was over in the afternoon, Gu Bai had already returned to normal. He took a ride with his senior brother to the library in City S. Before getting off the bus, he asked where he could customize picture frames in City S. After getting several addresses, I happily said goodbye to my brothers.

He stayed in the library until nine o'clock in the evening, and left contentedly with a pile of transcribed materials.

——Until he breathed the slightly cooler air at night, Gu Bai seemed to recover from the sourness and emotion in his heart. He was pleasantly surprised to find that he was able to stay in this team, and he had many things that his classmates could not have. opportunity.

He gave up the soreness that touched his heart, and jumped like a happy bird, as if he was going to fly in the next second!

The security guard of Kyushu Shanhaiyuan found that this little guy always seems to be very happy, as if his life is always full of surprises.

Except for the first time I met a strange and introverted person, every time we met later, the little guy seemed to be a little happier than the previous time, and this little monster who was always shy with an introverted personality was not hesitant to share his happiness with him.

The security guy poked his head out of the security booth and asked him, "What's going on today?"

"I managed to stay in the teacher's team!" Gu Bai said, flipping through the access control card in his backpack, and passing the remaining pack of small biscuits to the security guy.

The little security guard is often fed intermittently by Gu Bai, and when Gu Bai hands it to him, he simply accepts it.

In fact, he often doesn't understand what makes Gu Bai happy, but every time Gu Bai shares with him, he can always feel the happiness of the other party along with him.

This is a very gentle little monster.

The security guy was thinking while nibbling on a biscuit.

It's a pity to get close to Si Yiming, and it is doomed that not many monsters dare to play with him.

After returning home, Gu Bai sat in the large studio on the second floor, looked at the rough draft that he had drawn temporarily this morning, and spread out a new piece of drawing paper. compositional elements.

For Si Yiming's paintings, no matter the materials used, the brush strokes and the degree of care, there should be no perfunctory.

Gu Bai is still not sure about the style of the picture, so he can only decide on the composition in the past few days, and then send it to the boss—that is, Mr. Si to have a look.

By the way, he had to draw a design for the frame.

Gu Bai was pondering over the elements of the composition when a notification sound came from the computer.

He stood up from behind the easel, shook the mouse, and saw that a certain treasure's chat software was flashing a reminder.

A series of inquiries from several people came.

Gu Bai opened it one by one, and found that they were all here to ask why there were no new paintings recently, saying that they wanted to buy them, otherwise custom-made ones would be fine, just ask for a price.

Gu Bai looked at these windows, tapped the keyboard twice, couldn't help but look to see what day it is today, the fortune is so prosperous.

He thought about it, and finally his eyes fell on the easel, and then he touched his buttocks.

...It can't be because you were spanked by Pixiu in your dream, right?

Gu Bai thought about it, and immediately felt a little regretful.

If this is the case, he should be beaten a few more times before he wakes up.

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