Monster Apartment

Si Yiming watched Gu Bai go back to the house covered in darkness, thought for a while, followed, and blocked the door that Gu Bai was about to close.

Gu Bai looked at him suspiciously: "Mr. Si?"

Si Yiming didn't know why he came here.

Although he felt that things like the main body are good anyway, anyway, most of the time they maintain their human form, but looking at Gu Bai's appearance, Si Yiming always felt that he had to do something.

At least... divert Gu Bai's attention?

Si Yiming looked down at Gu Bai, his face was serious, and his mind was full of thoughts on how to divert Gu Bai's attention.

Gu Bai felt uncomfortable being watched by him, he couldn't help but flinch back, raised his eyes to look at Si Yiming, met his gaze and stayed for a moment, then quickly moved away.

"Mr. Si?"

Si Yiming nodded seriously: "Yes."

Gu Bai was stunned: "Is there anything else?"

Si Yiming thought about it, then looked down at his watch, and found that it was only 01:30 in the afternoon.

Well, the excuse to wait for dinner is no longer valid.

Si Yiming was once again lost in thought, his eyes were still fixed on Gu Bai without blinking, but his mind was almost smashed by him.

Gu Bai stared blankly at the beast blocking his house, as if he had thought of something, he took the initiative to say, "I just bought a new electric donkey, and I parked it next to your car to charge it."

"Little eDonkey?" Si Yiming recalled what it was for a while, and then nodded.

With this nod, he wanted to ask Gu Bai why he bought a small electric donkey instead of a trolley.

I really can't bear it, there are used cars worth tens of thousands of dollars.

Oh yes, Gu Bai is reluctant.

Mr. Si immediately grasped the point, and asked Gu Bai: "How much money have you saved?"

Gu Bai was taken aback: "Huh?"

"Isn't the reward for painting with you the first time a stock?" Si Yiming reminded, "Don't keep saving the principal, if you can't finish it, just give me the current principal , I will help you."

Gu Bai calculated his own money, thinking about the money he would earn next, he was a little hesitant.

He is very clear that the more principal he earns, the more he earns, and he has always thought about saving more principal before making big money.

But recently, he has almost no window for work, and he has made a lot of money.

It seems to be so reasonable to say that the principal can't be saved.

Gu Bai thought of the pixiu picture he hung in the bedroom, and thought about Mr. Si, the god of wealth, so he simply took out the bank card from his pocket and handed it to Si Yiming.

But Si Yiming didn't answer, he directly pushed Gu Bai into the door: "Wait for me."

Gu Bai nodded, and then watched Mr. Si come over with his laptop.

Gu Bai picked up the package on the ground and entered the house, while unpacking the package, he watched Mr. Si enter the study.

He looked down at the home printer in the package, and thought that it would soon become the study of Mr. Si's office, so he simply moved the printer into the study.

Then obediently handed over the bank card, password and identity information to Si Yiming.

"Okay, just do your own thing and wait to get rich." Mr. Si said.

When Gu Bai heard it, the previous haze was instantly swept away, and his eyes lit up: "Lie down and watch the money fly over?"

Si Yiming looked up at him, and replied, "You can stand, sit, or lie down."

Gu Bai jumped up and down excitedly, then pulled on his slippers to make a cup of tea for Si Yiming.

Si Yiming glanced at the tea, and said, "Zhai Liangjun's documentary is under preparation, and it's ready to start shooting."

"It's so fast." Gu Bai exclaimed.

Si Yiming nodded: "The funds will be in place soon."

Gu Bai thought for a while, but still asked: "What is the content of the first episode?"

"Zhai Liangjun said that the theme is watercolor."

Gu Bai let out a "wow", with a bit of joy on his face.

Watercolor is also a very intuitive beauty for laymen. It is not the same as basic skills such as sketching. For those who do not know how to draw, the latter is "wow". It is very intuitive, and anyone who reads it will admire it.

At the same time, it is not as difficult as other aspects, and it is indeed a very good choice for the first episode of a humanities documentary.

But for documentaries, in addition to professional consultants, excellent directors and photography, copywriting is also very important.

But this is not what Gu Bai needs to worry about. Knowing that it is going well there, Gu Bai is very happy.

Why are you not happy when you can make your favorite things more popular?

Why not be happy to let those old artists who have struggled tenaciously in the art for a lifetime but are unknown to the public leave some traces on the screen?

This is something to be happy about.

Gu Bai has long forgotten the reason for making this documentary, and he is simply very happy about it.

Si Yiming watched Gu Bai happily run up to the second floor, took a sip of tea, and sighed lightly.

Too foolish, too forgetful, and too naive.

But it's good, Mr. Si put down the cup in his hand, and the corner of his mouth curled up happily.

He just loves the innocence.

Gu Bai ran up to the second floor, just as Si Yiming said, it was time for him to do his own thing.

For example, it's time for him to start drawing the design drawings for the project of the museum exhibition hall.

For the design draft to be submitted to the senior brother, Gu Bai was confident and did not stop writing at all.

Gu Bai was very persistent, he said he wanted to draw Xuanwu, and the manuscript he submitted for review was Xuanwu.

It is a pity that such a shocking scene of reincarnation is silently unknown, even if people only regard it as a legend or a simple talk.

Or just simply appreciate such a painting.

Gu Bai just hoped that more people would know that there are so many powerful people who are silently working hard to maintain everything in the world where they don't know.

Even if he was not selected to put it on the wall, Gu Bai would definitely draw it himself.

Gu Bai thought a little stubbornly, and wrote without any hesitation.

The drafts directly on paper with watercolors are gradually taking shape in his hands.

It was a world of black and white, the sky was black, and the nether world was also black.

There is a clear boundary between the white wasteland and the nether world, and it is also covered with a layer of darkness.

Then, a black turtle was outlined by a paintbrush on the dark netherworld. Its back was mottled, and jet-black water poured down from its back like a waterfall, and the netherworld under his feet also boiled and surged.

It raised its head, opened its mouth, and it seemed as if it could hear a long cry from ancient times in its ears.

Gu Bai looked at the screen, then lowered his head and began to mix the appropriate green color.

The smudge effect of watercolor works surprisingly well when painting the aurora.

Gu Bai applied it carefully, and no longer used the technique of smudging at the bottom, but drew out a meandering light green torrent. This green is gentle and soft, and there are many groups of people who are alone outside the torrent. small light clusters.

At the forefront of this torrent of light, a spirit snake with colorful patterns is leading them, plunging down towards the end of the nether world.

This is what Gu Bai learned from Mrs. Spirit Snake, her method of extradition.

Unlike Mr. Xuangui, she flew directly to lead those dead souls back to the end of the netherworld.

So Gu Bai put them all on the painting.

The green light became the only light source in this world.

Gu Bai skillfully added the ambient color to the picture, and then at the end of the nether world, he used a green that was lighter than the torrent of light to smudge a dividing line between water and sky.

Gu Bai put the paintbrush into the bucket next to him, looked at this painting that he hardly used his brain, and it was completely put on the paper according to what he saw at the time.

This painting looks cold and very dim, but it is inexplicably turbulent, and it is full of depression and death at first glance.

But when the green covered it, the picture suddenly gave birth to a trace of tender yearning strangely.

Gu Bai breathed a sigh of relief, feeling very clearly that he had made progress.

No wonder everyone says they want to draw scenes and objects that they know, have seen with their own eyes, and have had a great impact.

Gu Bai thought.

When a painter draws pictures that are imprinted with special marks by his own memory and spirit, the emotions in the pictures will be particularly rich and dynamic.

For example, the draft that Gu Bai has drawn now.

The tenderness and liveliness of the green light almost reveals the painting, and when I am in a trance, I can hear the long cry of the black tortoise.

One after another, long and ancient.

Gu Bai was almost reluctant to hand in this painting.

He sat in front of the easel, hesitated for a while, finally gritted his teeth and decided to hand it in.

It doesn't matter, I will definitely be able to draw better pictures in the future, Gu Bai thought.

His goal is to use the heaven and earth as a canvas to construct a mirage.

It's just a drawing on paper, he doesn't feel bad at all!

While thinking, Gu Bai endured the pain in his heart, and stood up from the easel.

This time is not quite the same as before, in addition to the manuscript, Gu Bai had to attach some explanatory materials and design ideas.

Gu Bai pondered for a while, sitting cross-legged in front of the small low table with the laptop on it, using One Finger Zen to type up the draft of the introduction of the painting with difficulty, and repeatedly revised and polished the hundreds of words, and finally searched around Xuanwu's After selecting and screening the materials, I was satisfied and ran down with the USB flash drive to prepare to print the materials.

He went downstairs and found Mr. Si sitting in the living room.

In addition to Mr. Si, there is also a vixen who has lost a lot of weight.

The vixen keenly caught the sound of Gu Bai's footsteps.

As soon as he turned over and got up, before Gu Bai had time to say hello, he swooped over and started howling without even looking: "Gu Xiaobai, you must do me this favor!!"

Gu Bai looked at Si Yiming who was standing in front of him, and listened to Di Liangjun's dry howl, he was stunned for a while, then nodded, and realized that Mr. Di could not see, he hurriedly said: "I can help, But Mr. Zhai, let go of Mr. Si first...?"

The howling of the vixen stopped abruptly.

He glanced at the person he was holding in horror, and when he looked up, he met Si Yiming's death gaze.

Zhai Liangjun felt that all the hairs on his body were standing on end, he jumped three feet high, and retreated to the porch in seconds.

It's really not Zhai Liangjun's fault.

Because both Si Yiming and Gu Bai have the smell of a brave man, for a vixen who trusts his sense of smell and hearing very much, he will never jump on the wrong person.

Who knew that Si Yiming would suddenly stand in front of Gu Bai!

Possessiveness is too much!

Zhai Liangjun shivered under Si Yiming's gaze, the whole fox became a lump, stuck to the edge of the door, and shouted across a living room: "Gu Xiaobai, I want to ask you to draw!"

Gu Bai looked at Si Yiming, then at Zhai Liangjun, and felt that the arrow of the food chain between these two people might never be changed.

So he didn't say anything else, but simply nodded: "No problem, Mr. Zhai, what kind of painting do you want?"

After Gu Bai finished speaking, he shared happily: "I have improved my drawing again, and I will definitely be able to draw better than before!"

Mr. Zhai couldn't help being happy for a while, and then continued to stay by the door, whispering: "Just... just draw a Pixiu, the one as big as the property center, and I will go back to the headquarters of the logistics company."

"Is it urgent?" Gu Bai asked.

Di Liangjun shook his head violently: "No hurry, no hurry!"

Gu Bai nodded: "It may take a while, I have other work in hand."

"No problem!" Zhai Liangjun agreed wholeheartedly.

Gu Bai was delighted with the fact that he accepted another order, he completely forgot that the transaction should be paid, turned around and took the USB flash drive, and went to the study to print the materials.

Then Si Yiming spoke, and he said, "Remuneration."

When Zhai Liangjun heard that it was Si Yiming who spoke, his heart ached.

But he still stood strong and patted his chest: "Open it as you like!"

The murderous look in Si Yiming's eyes disappeared a lot, and then he taught him a lesson: "Don't attack people indiscriminately, you are not a dog, hugging others all day long, what will Huang Yining think when you see it!"

Zhai Liangjun looked at Si Yiming in shock.

I've never seen you push anyone before, what's wrong with Gu Xiaobai!

Si Yiming, who can't be such a double standard, can't be a monster!

Mr. Zhai scolded this Pixiu in his heart, and then nodded cowardly as he looked at the Godly Beast that was overflowing with wealth.

The author has something to say: Zhai Liangjun: with a smile on his face.

Si Yiming: :)