Monster Apartment

No, today's elementary school students don't need to chase people with such childish means.

A while ago, Gu Bai saw a little boy dragging a little girl past a flower shop, and bought a rose for the little girl with his pocket money.

No matter how bad it is, everyone knows how to buy a lollipop!

Gu Bai hesitated to speak and looked at Zhai Liangjun who was holding the wine bottle and began to howl, and finally swallowed what he wanted to say silently.

He was not familiar with this gentleman, so he really didn't have the position to say anything.

Gu Bai was pestered by the drunken Mr. Zhai for quite a while, and he developed resistance to Mr. Zhai's subtle charm from time to time.

Holding his painting carefully, he walked upstairs, avoiding Mr. Zhai who was tall and burly but lying on the ground like a brat.

Gu Bai is about to graduate from the Mural Painting Department of S City Academy of Fine Arts.

S City Academy of Fine Arts is the leading art school in China. The graduation design exhibition of the school has just passed. As an unpopular mural painting department, Gu Bai can only watch helplessly as his students sell their designs and get offers one by one. His paintings were indeed sold, but no company or team took him in.

Gu Bai's hands were empty, his pockets were filled with cloth patches, and he didn't have a dime left.

His father remembered to give the house, why didn't he remember to give the living expenses.

Gu Bai dug out two hooks and a coil of steel wire from the cabinet in the corner of the second floor, stepped on the cabinet, pasted the hooks on the wall, stringed up the wire, and began to hang pictures one by one with clips.

These are all works of Gu Bai's practice, and there are quite a few of them. There are two steel wires hanging across the two ends of this spacious studio.

Taking advantage of the good light, Gu Bai took out his phone and started taking pictures one by one.

Even if it is a practice work, it has real value for Gu Bai, a poor student.

For example, if you put these things on a certain treasure, there are more than 200 copies, and the sales volume is not bad.

When he was really short of money, Gu Bai would take an easel and a small bench, and sit on the side of the pedestrian street in the city center, painting and selling paintings, watercolor sketches, 51 pieces.

I paint people, paint landscapes and imagine, I paint when I give money, and I am absolutely unambiguous about what to paint. I squat on the side of the road for a day. When I am lucky, I can get two to 300 yuan. With scholarships, the money is barely enough.

After all, painting is a profession that burns money.

Especially Gu Bai's traditional profession of painting on paper, the special materials of paper, paint and brushes cost money everywhere.

It's not easy to find a job yet - Gu Bai has already submitted hundreds of resumes with his eyes closed, and only six of them called for an interview, but due to the fierce competition and Gu Bai's poor expression, all of them were blown away.

Face doesn't play much role in job hunting.

Especially when the interviewers are basically all men.

Gu Bai was a little worried about his future.

He has finished taking pictures of these paintings, and is going to go back to school, use the computer in the computer room of the school, and use PS to repair these photos a little bit, making them more high-end and foreign, and by the way, he will renew a certain treasure store of his own.

Gu Baiji went downstairs with his slippers on, and found that Mr. Actor had already left. Before he left, he helped him clean up the messy wine bottles and tissues on the table, and even took away the garbage bags.

The only facial tissue left on the table was spread out flat, with a bag of vacuum-packed snacks pressed on it.

It was written with the signature pen that Gu Bai left on the coffee table: Gu Xiaobai cooks delicious food, this is the reward.

Signed by Zhai Liangjun.

The handwriting is gorgeous and smooth, and it looks quite solid.

Gu Bai looked at the facial tissue and couldn't help smiling.

Although IQ... No, although the means of pursuing his sweetheart are a little childish, Mr. Zhai is still a good person after all.

I don't know how much this facial tissue can be sold for hanging on a certain treasure.

Thinking of this, Gu Bai couldn't help but carefully picked up the facial tissue, stuffed the snacks into his pocket, climbed back to the second floor, and hung up the facial tissue as carefully as a money supply.

It's a pity that it has his name on it, so it's not easy to sell.

Gu Bai regretted this very much, went back to the first floor with a little disappointment, tidied up a little, and went out with his wallet in his pocket.

S City Academy of Fine Arts Station is eight stations away from Shanhai Road Station in Wuzang District.

The subway is full, but not crowded.

Gu Bai gave up his seat to an old man, and took out the snacks given by Zhai Liangjun in his pocket.

The vacuum bag packaging looks like it should be a small package in a big bag, and there is no fancy trademark, and there is Yiwang mountain preserved meat printed on it.

Gu Bai tore open the package, and inside was something like duck breast, which smelled very delicious.

It also tastes very fragrant.

With a puffy face, he was chewing meat, hugging the railing, wondering if he should buy a laptop, after all, the school's computer room couldn't use it after he got his certificate after the defense.

Gu Bai thought of his savings that were infinitely close to zero, and felt that it was time for him to set up a street stall again in the past half month.

It's almost summer vacation, so business shouldn't be bad.

At that time, go to the school forum to buy someone else's second-hand laptop, the price should not be much more expensive.

Regarding the water, electricity and gas costs of that apartment, I had to go to the property management company to ask.

The poor students who are careful about budgeting are making small calculations in their hearts. When they see the bright sunshine again after leaving the subway station, they can't help feeling sad that 80.00% of their troubles in life really come from lack of money.

Gu Bai, who had no money, had a new one installed for his shop, and went to his teacher for a while, looking eagerly at the instructor of the mural painting department, begging for work.

There are not many people in the mural painting department. Basically, they change careers after graduation. Those who do not change careers are basically engaged in this industry at home, and there is no shortage of customers.

For a poor and unsociable person like Gu Bai, if he doesn't change his career, he will basically starve to death.

"Haven't found a job yet?" The instructor said, not surprised to see Gu Bai nodding his head.

He was very impressed with this well-behaved, hard-working and talented student. This little guy was usually silent, but the paintings he drew exuded a lively aura.

There are also two large paintings of Gu Bai's homework hanging in his home, one is a sunflower in the sun, and the other is an impression painting of a sunrise on the sea.

The colors and composition are bright and warm, and there is a magic that makes people feel comfortable physically and mentally. After hanging it, it seems that the home has become brighter and warmer.

"Actually, if you don't come to me, I'm going to contact you."

The tutor opened an email and showed it to Gu Bai.

The email is not long, to the effect that I have taken a fancy to the mural works of the team led by the mentor and hope to reach a cooperation.

"Three hundred square meters, the newly built exhibition hall wall of the S City Art Expo Center, the construction period is one month, and the team will work. If you get it, it will only cost about 100 yuan per square meter. Do you want to do it?"

One square meter is 100 yuan, and three hundred square meters is 3 yuan!

Gu Bai, who was so poor that he was deformed, his eyes were turning green: "Fuck it!"

The instructor caressed Gu Bai's soft, broken hair, and said with a smile: "The work is next month... Well, it will start on July 15th, and we will gather for a field trip next Monday. The theme of this exhibition is inheritance. You can prepare in advance, there will be two big booths reserved for us inside."

The implication is that the teacher will take you to the exhibition and take you to fly!

Gu Bai was so moved that he was about to cry.

Being able to get this kind of big project once is not just a simple matter of getting paid for the job.

In the circle of mural painting, it is said that small is not big and novel is not big. Teamwork projects are not only private communication, but also an opportunity to communicate openly and get closer.

Many people don't just stay in one team, they often span two or more teams, one by one, and they perform better and leave an impression on people, which means that they will be recommended in the future Chance.

After all, for murals, the number of people required is not certain. It basically depends on the needs of the work project. One, two, or three are all possible.

What's more, the teacher intends to reserve a booth for his paintings.

There are too many Gu Bai dare not think, it is already a huge surprise for Gu Bai to get a booth in this kind of exhibition.

This kind of big exhibition is different from the graduation design exhibition of the school. Many big bosses and people in the industry will come to see the big exhibition. A familiar face.

Gu Bai was going to die of joy.

I just want to show his teacher a 360-degree rotation and a series of explosions in the sky.

I also want to give the teacher a huge one.

The teacher was very moved, and then rejected his offer, and threw Gu Bai out of the studio.

Gu Bai solved the serious problem in his mind, his footsteps on the way back were completely different from the heavy ones when he came back, he jumped three times, his steps were brisk and he was humming a song.

The security guy watched this little guy running back and forth several times a day, and now his face was flushed with joy written all over his body, and he pressed the shitty thing about calling the police to the bottom of his heart, and asked him with a smile: "What's the matter? Happy?"

Gu Bai swiped the access control card, and when he heard what he said, he pursed his lips in embarrassment, but the next second he couldn't control the joy in his heart, and showed a big smile: "I have a job!"

"Oh!" The little security guard was stunned, "Congratulations, where can I get better?"

Gu Bai was even more embarrassed, he said in a small voice: "Do chores with the teacher."

"That's pretty good." The little security guard expressed envy, "It's great that you have a serious inheritance. Who is your teacher?"

Gu Bai didn't expect to be asked this question, isn't it usually about the school and work content?

He was stunned for two seconds, but still replied: "Professor Gao from S City Academy of Fine Arts!"

The little security guard showed a dazed look on his face.

Which big monster is Professor Gao?

But before he could ask, Gu Bai waved his hand and happily entered the community, his bouncing back revealing a sense of vitality.

The little security guard came back to his senses, sniffed the residual smell in the air, and couldn't help showing an envious expression.

The smell of oyster meat.

The little guy's teacher is really kind to him.

The author has something to say: Professor: ? ? ?I'm not I didn't stop talking nonsense.

On the mountain of Yiwang, there is a bird Yan, which is shaped like a crow, with three heads and six tails, and is good at smiling. It is called 鵸 (奇) 鵌 (图).

The 鹸鵌 looks like a crow, with three heads and six tails, and it likes to laugh. People who eat it will not have nightmares, and they can also use it to ward off bad things.