Monster Apartment

Gu Bai and his senior brother found a coffee shop, opened a new drawing paper and began to adjust the draft.

They have to draw a draft that the boss can understand and understand clearly.

Although it is an exhibition wall that is stained with art, it is still a commercial project. It is a commercial project, and it has to be reviewed by the boss, and the boss nods before it can pass.

But the senior brother is still very confident that he will do it once, because the boss has cooperated with him many times, and the relationship in private is not bad, and he also has a certain artistic accomplishment.

The senior brother brought Gu Bai a latte, and after sitting down, he started thinking about revising the draft while chatting with Gu Bai about the way of this industry.

"Xiaobai, do you know why some bosses hold a prosperous art exhibition every time, while others have a deserted hall?"

Gu Bai held the cup and pen, shaking his head.

"In fact, many small private exhibitions spend money to invite famous people to paint, to support the scene, and then to welcome newcomers."

The brother also took out a pen.

"But the difference is that some bosses know how to respect artists and art practitioners, while others think that their own artistic accomplishment is better than those of us practitioners."

Many people like to sway half a bottle, and laymen give advice to experts.

This kind of people actually accounts for a large proportion of Party A, but it is a commercial project after all, and they use money to do things, and they can do what they say, just change it.

As for your own works, you still have to draw well according to your own ideas and designs.

The brother also said a lot, such as why Party A and Party B are chosen by each other, and after working together once and feeling unhappy, don’t feel wronged to cooperate for the second time.

For example, who are the well-known generous parties in the industry, their list is basically crowded and everyone wants to grab it.

"Oh yes, the Mr. Si next door to you, Si Yiming, their group is also one of these parties." The brother said.

"Huh?" Gu Bai suddenly heard Si Yiming's name, he was stunned for two seconds, and then replied, "Mr. Si is indeed a very nice person."

Call him an artist!

Thinking about it, Gu Bai couldn't help but pursed his lips slightly and raised the corners of his mouth.

The senior brother glanced at Gu Bai who was snickering, and raised his eyebrows.

"You have a good relationship with Mr. Si?"

Gu Bai thought about it seriously, and replied: "It's not bad."

"Then seniors will have to rely on you to get projects from now on." The senior brother said casually, and then caressed the fluffy hair of the younger senior brother, "Come on, change the draft."

The brother chose this night picture mainly because the wall that the boss asked them to paint was the passage wall in the partition between the front exhibition hall and the rear exhibition hall.

It is not accurate to say that this wall is one side. It is arched as a whole, connecting the front and rear exhibition halls.

The front exhibition hall is mainly for some large-scale sculptures, paintings, and photography exhibitions, and the back exhibition hall is mainly for some small sculptures and interior design exhibitions. The interior design of the exhibition hall itself is a design exhibition point for grassland elements.

The tone of the front exhibition hall tends to be bright, but after entering the back exhibition area, it is an indoor exhibition, and the overall lighting and tone are dark.

For a good theme exhibition, the overall venue and each painting should echo each other and cater to a common theme.

Therefore, the senior brother discussed with the chief planner, and felt that the mural should best serve as a transition from light to dark.

In the draft that Gu Bai brought, the brother immediately took a fancy to the Tibetan antelope in the bright and dark starry sky.

"Galaxies can be drawn on the vaulted ceiling, and small light bulbs can be installed in the positions of the stars, and then covered with a layer of film to make it soft, and by the way, the problem of lighting in the passage can be solved." The brother was thinking, while talking to Gu Bai discuss.

Gu Bai thought about it for a while, and said, "I think it's okay to make the light bulb drop down."

The senior brother thought about it for a while, and felt that it was feasible, so he nodded: "Remember it."

Gu Bai took a notebook and wrote down both ideas.

After revising the draft and brainstorming for a whole day, before the chief planner left work, the senior brother took Gu Bai to stop him, and went to a restaurant by the way to explain the specific ideas and brainstorming.

Then the chief planner picked up the few pages written by Gu Bai, took them away in his pocket, and prepared to go home and work overtime to make a 3D schematic diagram for the boss to see.

Gu Bai said goodbye to his senior brother, and it was already nine o'clock in the evening when he arrived at his apartment downstairs. When he passed the property hall with his bag on his back, he heard that the property hall was very lively.

He thought of Mr. Si's saying that the Pixiu picture was hung in the property hall, thought for a while, then stopped, and walked to the door of the property hall to have a look.

The huge picture of Pixiu he drew was hung behind the front desk at the entrance of the property hall.

As soon as Gu Bai stood at the door, there seemed to be a vicious and terrifying sense of chilling rushing towards his face, followed by a faint dragon chant, which disappeared in an instant.

Gu Bai was stunned for two seconds, looked around, but there was nothing abnormal.

A large group of people gathered in the property hall at night, Gu Bai roughly counted, there were about thirty of them, they stood in line at the front desk, although their voices were low, but because of the large number of people, the whole There was a humming sound in the hall.

Gu Bai found that they were queuing up to get a number.

Gu Bai looked down at his mobile phone, and found that the property management company hadn't sent him a text message saying that there was any activity in the community recently.

He watched the people who got the numbers leave happily one by one, couldn't help stopping one of the kind-faced little girls, and asked politely in a low voice: "Hi, sorry to bother you, what are you doing here in line? "

"You don't know yet?" The stopped little girl blinked, then pointed to the picture of Pixiu, "Did you see that picture of Pixiu? Si Yiming said that the author of this painting is willing to accept external commissions, but he has to choose slowly." Draw a picture, let's come to the property to get the number and wait for the notice, don't disturb the deity, I just got the number [-], if you want to queue, hurry up."

Gu Bai, the author of Pixiu: ...

Gu Bai, the author of Pixiu:? ? ?

What, what? !

Gu Bai's eyes widened in shock, he turned his head and glanced at the other people who came together and came together at the end of the line, opened his mouth, then closed it, then turned his head and said thank you to the little girl, and turned his back on him. The bag of foot grease ran away.

No wonder Mr. Si told him to wait and not worry.

Gu Bai hugged his backpack in a panic, how could there be so many people!

That Pixiu picture is good, but it’s not that good!

But after contacting Mr. Si's identity and drawing such a large painting for him, it seems normal for someone to want to follow suit.

Celebrity effect is very scary. This can be seen from the exorbitantly priced scalpers at the S City Art Expo Center.

But Gu Bai didn't expect that this celebrity effect would affect him - that little girl has already reached number [-]!

When Gu Bai was staying in the Academy of Fine Arts, it was true that he could efficiently rush homework for three days and one picture would be a piece of cake, but this kind of workload was a bit too scary.

When Gu Bai reached the floor, he ran out of the elevator, rushed to the door of Si Yiming's house, and rang the doorbell without hesitation.

It was Zhai Liangjun who came to open the door for Gu Bai.

Mr. Zhai's entire face was flushed, and he exuded the aura of a successful person who is a winner in life.

Gu Bai looked at Di Liangjun: "Zhai... Mr. Di?"

"Good evening, Gu Xiaobai! Are you looking for Si Yiming?" Zhai Liangjun directly pulled Gu Bai in.

It was the first time for Gu Bai to step into Si Yiming's house. He always stayed outside the door. Every morning, he just stood at the door to say hello to Mr. Si and offered him some dessert. He never came in.

He was dragged into the room by Zhai Liangjun, put on his shoes, and just as he walked out of the hall lightly, he saw Si Yiming sitting on the sofa, holding a stack of printing paper in his hand, and several documents were scattered on the table bag.

The decoration of Si Yiming's home is completely different from the decoration of Gu Bai's. The decoration of Gu Bai's apartment is fashionable and sweet and warm, while the decoration of Si Yiming's home looks rich at first glance.

But it is not the kind of resplendent and rich, but full of a kind of elegant and dignified background.

Gu Bai smelled a calming and peaceful fragrance floating in the air, but he couldn't tell what kind of smell it was because he had never smelled it before.

Gu Bai followed Zhai Liangjun and sat on the sofa lightly, without disturbing him.

And Gu Bai had nothing else to do, he simply looked at Si Yiming eagerly, observing how he was different from usual.

Si Yiming was concentrating on looking at the document in his hand, his brows were slightly frowned, and his expression was serious and serious that Gu Bai had never seen before.

Gu Bai has seen Si Yiming's expressionless, angry, and beating faces, and more often Mr. Si looks at him, with a cold but always warm look on his face.

He had never seen Si Yiming working seriously.

After reading the last piece of paper, Si Yiming simply stamped it, then stuffed the document in his hand back into the document bag, and pushed it to Zhai Liangjun.

Di Liangjun's face was full of joy, holding the file bag, he wanted to shout long live Si Yiming.

Unlike Si Yiming and Gu Bai, who went to the plateau for a leisurely stroll and vacation to collect scenery, Zhai Liangjun ran to the north this month to find several monsters on the hills, and dug out the monsters behind the monster market, and dragged them away. He had to talk about it when he came out, and even almost resorted to force, so that group of stubborn old people let go.

He is now going to use the north as the first test site. Now he will ask Si Yiming to get money. After getting the money, he can go to the deep mountains to dig out monsters, and then set up a company.

If the first pilot project develops smoothly, there is no need to worry about other places not joining in.

When he succeeds in his career with the monster, he will propose to Huang Yining!

"Thank you boss for investing! I'll withdraw first!" The fox ran away happily.

Si Yiming ignored the vixen who was jumping up and down happily, he looked at Gu Bai and asked him, "What's the matter?"

"That...Mr. Si." Gu Bai was still not used to the serious Si Yiming, so he couldn't help but lower his voice, "That's right, those who lined up at the property..."

Si Yiming nodded: "What's wrong?"

"...too many." Gu Bai cried, "I can't draw."

Hearing what Gu Bai said, Si Yiming called the property manager and immediately stopped it.

Even Si Yiming never expected that the enthusiasm of those monsters would be so high—mainly because they didn't expect that these monsters would call their friends and family members to come out to get the number.

There are only about 100 monsters living near City S, including Kyushu Shanhaiyuan. In just one day, there are more than [-] monsters in the queue.

It's amazing.

"Stop it, you don't have to worry." Si Yiming said, with a hint of reassurance, "You don't have to follow everything, just pick the one you want to draw."

Gu Bai pursed his lips, feeling very uncomfortable about this situation.

He has never been expected by so many people. After feeling their expectations for him, Gu Bai couldn't help but want to respond one by one, and he couldn't bear to let anyone return home disappointed.

Although he knew in his heart that he couldn't take so many orders, Gu Bai still couldn't help but whispered: "But, they all like my paintings..."

"This is a deal, you pay the money and deliver the goods. If you don't get the money, you don't need to respond to their expectations."

It's not that Si Yiming can't understand Gu Bai's mentality.

When a young man eagerly wants to be recognized and praised by others, he can't control himself and wants to respond to everyone's expectations. The end result of this situation is usually that the young man's spirit is too high and his methods are too low. In the end, because he couldn't meet the standard line in his heart, his mentality exploded and a car rollover tragedy occurred.

Mr. Si has high hopes for Gu Bai, a little brat, and he will never allow Gu Bai's mentality to become crooked and overturn.

Mr. Si said earnestly, "Gu Bai, take your time step by step, and draw every picture carefully."

"Don't think about how good you can be and who can reach the height of everyone. If your current painting can improve compared with your previous painting, it means success."

Gu Bai has a great advantage, that is, he accepts other people's opinions with an open mind, especially a successful person like Mr. Si, if he is willing to advise him like this, he must be right.

"I see, Mr. Si." Gu Bai nodded obediently. After Si Yiming helped him stop calling the queue number at the property, Gu Bai didn't want to keep it anymore. He stood up, Ask Si Yiming, "What would Mr. Si want to eat tomorrow?"

Si Yiming didn't even think about it: "Tiramisu, made with matcha tea."

Gu Bai made a note of it, and walked towards the door after taking his farewell.

Si Yiming watched Gu Bai change his shoes, and when Gu Bai walked out, he seemed to think of something, asked Gu Bai to wait a while, then went back to his treasure chest and took out a thumb-sized purple Pixiu.

This is Si Yiming's own dharma portrait made from the bark of Jianmu Yin in the early days. After tens of thousands of years, the rough bark has been polished to a mellow brilliance, like a serious woodcarving .

After Si Yiming took his dharma picture, he turned around again, found a tendon that he forgot what it was, randomly pinched a hole in the base of the dharma picture, put it on, then went back to the door, and hung it on it involuntarily. On Gu Bai's neck.

Si Yiming was quite satisfied with the ancient building wood and the Pixiu figure made by Pixiu himself, hanging around Gu Bai's neck, and the Pixiu jade string on his wrist. Finally, he was not worried that something would happen to Gu Bai when he didn't see it. .

"Don't take it off, not even in the shower." Si Yiming told Gu Bai, after seeing Gu Bai nodded obediently in a daze, he stroked his head, "Okay, let's go back."

"Okay, good night, Mr. Si." Gu Bai stretched out his hand to touch the wood carving on his neck, said good night, and went back in a hurry.

Si Yiming watched Gu Bai enter the room, and then turned his head to look at Xiezhi who was standing in the corridor on the eighth floor for an unknown amount of time.

"Come down," he said.

Xiezhi looked at Pixiu with a complicated expression for a long time.

He was supposed to be working overtime, but Si Yiming said that he needed to find him, so he came back. After returning, he heard some amazing news from a passing monster.

Seeing is believing now.

He turned down from the eighth floor and walked up to Si Yiming.

"Actually, I think... monsters should also legislate seriously."

Xie Zhi said so, and then took out a copy of "Criminal Law" with his backhand.

"Although the human form has entered the adult stage and is also an adult, according to the calculation of monsters, it is still in the range of cubs. Mr. Si, do you know about the "Criminal Law" of humans?"

The author has something to say: Si Yiming:? ? ? ? ?I'm going to hit someone.

Jianmu here takes the saying of Shan Hai Jing Hai Nei Jing _(:з」∠)_