Monster Apartment

Gu Bai returned home, rubbed his belly that was so hungry after running outside all day, took some pork from the refrigerator to defrost, and took out green peppers, garlic and cabbage.

Stir-fried Chinese cabbage and pork with green peppers.

Cook another half cup of rice.

Gu Bai was in a very happy mood.

The vegetables in the refrigerator are juicy and juicy, and they taste completely different from the vegetables in the greenhouse.

Gu Bai was in charge of his own food when he was a child, and he still had a little idea of ​​his skills. Whether it was the ingredients that were good or his own skills had improved, Gu Bai knew all about it.

Gu Bai thought of the butter he saw in the fresh-keeping layer just now, and glanced at the Chinese and Western kitchen utensils in the kitchen. After thinking about it, he decided to make a few packs of cookies and bring them to the seniors tomorrow.

Gu Bai also thought of the murderous boss he met just now.

His expression today seemed much calmer than last time, at least he didn't make Gu Bai feel intimidated.

After peeling off the frightened layer of skin, Gu Bai vaguely felt that he should have seen this face somewhere.

He must not know that person, Gu Bai recalled while washing the vegetables.

There are not many channels through which he can understand the outside world, Gu Bai thought that he probably saw it through media channels.

After washing the cabbage, Gu Bai pinched off the green pepper stalks, took a look at the meat that hadn't been defrosted, thought for a while, dried his hands and took out his mobile phone to turn it on.

Zhai Liangjun was the one who told him the name of this boss. Although he didn't know what three words it was, if it was a boss, he might be able to find it through a fuzzy search.

As a result, Gu Bai did not use fuzzy search, but there was an associated name directly in the input method.

Si Yiming.

The top financial industry giant in China.

According to the testable resume, this gentleman made his fortune by gambling with stones. After he got his first pot of gold, his net worth rose geometrically at a strange speed.

He is a venture capital legend in the domestic financial circles. In the venture capital industry where there are mistakes, occasional stability, and frequent overturns, all the investment projects of this big guy are smooth sailing, whoever invests is stable, and what he does succeeds.

There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that this big guy picked up a one-dollar steel coin while walking on the road and threw it out, and he could get back 100 million in turn!

There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that this big guy buys stocks and buys one stock with a daily limit.

There are also rumors in the rivers and lakes...

Gu Bai: "..."

Hmm... If you find a steel coin, it's better to give it to the police uncle.

No, no matter what, he really looks like a very powerful person.

After reading Qiandu's information, Gu Bai put down his phone with a feeling of reverence.

That's awesome, he thought.

Gu Bai's lifelong dream is to get money while lying at home, to buy whatever he wants, and to concentrate on painting without worrying about money.

Next time if you have a chance, maybe you can ask the boss which stock to buy.

Thinking of this, Gu Bai's mind flashed the sharp look when they met for the first time, and the courage aroused by the temptation of money disappeared in an instant.

Or stop dreaming.

Gu Bai thought.

It's better to concentrate on painting and selling money. Now that you have a house, you don't need to consider the cost of living. Selling a painting is a pure profit!

Gu Bai patted his face, then turned his head and took out the thawed meat soaked in water, and put it on the chopping board.

Gu Bai was cooking happily, while Huang Yining was about to be scared to death.

It's true that she has a small heart and a big temper, chasing that vixen all day long and making the whole building submissive, but it doesn't mean she dares to confront this big guy head-on.

After all, this big boss doesn't care about things on weekdays, and when he starts to manage things, he takes responsibility.

Fighting is quite common among monsters, as long as it doesn't happen to him like last time, this one has always been too lazy to bother.

It was actually not a big deal to touch his head, it was just three quarters of him beaten to death just like yesterday.

Maybe it's because of this boss's visit...

Huang Yining thought hard, but couldn't think of what she had committed recently.

Si Yiming stood at the door and didn't intend to go in. Facing the increasingly delicate and beautiful woman in front of him, he said calmly, "You have changed your skin."

"Ah." Huang Yining was stunned for two seconds before dryly responding.

Painted skin ghosts are very vicious ghosts, especially Huang Yining, who has lived to this day, can bring disasters to the master's house when he enters other people's houses, and always has to break something to save the master's family from disaster.

And to change the skin of the painted skin is to find someone to take the skin of the dead ghost.

Si Yiming remembers that this painted skin has been reformed for nearly 300 years. She has lived here since the settlement of Kyushu Mountain and Sea, and she has never changed her skin.

So Si Yiming changed the question: "Did you kill someone?"

After hearing this, Huang Yining breathed a sigh of relief: "No."

Si Yiming looked at Huang Yining for a while, then nodded, but didn't go into details.

The times are advancing, and monsters have to adapt to this ever-changing era and progress accordingly. It is very normal for monsters to develop some new spells and ways of living.

For example, those cats and dogs especially like to become prototypes and mix into human society, find a kind-hearted person to be the owner, and help others protect their homes and houses in order to survive.

The monsters don't even ask about their race without authorization. After all, some monsters cultivated from rare and exotic beasts are like the flesh of Tang monks, and they may be eaten by other monsters if they tell them.

No one would give themselves away as a dish, and few of them would be stupid to live in this kind of settlement where there are many big monsters.

Of course, there is also Huang Yining who has no scruples because of his strength and viciousness, and Zhai Liangjun who roams around carelessly because he can seduce people and monsters because of his good looks.

Also, a divine beast like Si Yiming is not at all cowardly holding a group of big monsters under control.

When Si Yiming got the answer, he was ready to leave.

He tilted his head, and just turned around, his eyes swept over the thirty or so paintings that Huang Yining had placed at the entrance.

The boss paused and pointed to those paintings: "These?"

Then the boss who came empty-handed has more than 30 paintings in his hand.

When passing Room 666, he paused thoughtfully for a while, looked down at the painting in his arms, and walked back home.

Gu Bai finished his meal, baked a few more plates of cookies, and got ready to go to bed after taking a shower.

During the assembly the next day, the cookies made by Gu Bai were warmly welcomed by the group.

Nothing else, because few of these freelance painters who are engaged in the art industry have a regular life.

Among the nine people, only Gu Bai and Professor Gao came after breakfast.

The others... thank goodness they weren't late, according to themselves.

Gu Bai was carrying a backpack, still holding a notebook, followed behind the seniors who were gnawing on cookies while pondering against the first wall, and drew stick figures based on the design they said.

A senior with an unshaven beard who described being haggard and haggard after seeing it all night came over, yawned and pointed to the draft in the upper right corner of Gu Bai: "The lines here are not like this. Your arc will not connect to the first corner. Content."

Gu Bai was taken aback, and turned his head to look at the other party.

"But it's not impossible for you to design this way." He said, "But if this is the case, the whole of the second wall must be changed."

Gu Bai looked down at his draft, a little embarrassed: "Senior, I'm just trying to draw."

"Just call me brother." The man waved his hand, "We are also Professor Gao's students."

Gu Bai is as good as others: "Senior brother!"

It is completely different for someone to teach one-on-one and point out the wrong design points, and to listen to others and to explore by yourself.

This senior brother who looked like he was about to fall asleep at any time followed Gu Bai for two hours. After two hours, another fat senior brother came over. At the end of the morning, Gu Bai sat next to him again. The thin and tall brother looked at the design drawings recorded in his notebook with great interest.

No matter how stupid Gu Bai is, he also knows that these senior brothers are trying to teach him.

Holding the lunch box in his arms, he looked at the senior brother next to him who was flipping through his notebook while grilling the rice. He was a little nervous, and his nose was so moved.

The senior brother whose eyelids were almost closed came over and asked Gu Bai: "The professor told you to participate in this exhibition, have you decided on the design yet?"

"Not yet." Gu Bai shook his head, then looked at the senior brothers around him, with a smile on his face, "But I have some ideas."

When a group of people heard this, they gathered around with a box of lunch in high spirits, and gave suggestions for design ideas one by one.

They knew about this junior, mostly through Professor Gao's report.

Poor, hardworking, talented, introverted and unsociable, but very obedient and well-behaved, and good at taking care of others.

Yesterday was enough for this group of people to clearly understand what kind of character Gu Bai is.

After following their buttocks as little tails for a day, besides their initiative to talk, the number of times Gu Bai himself expressed himself can be counted in one slap.

A few senior brothers together, this is not good, how can someone be left behind in teamwork?

So today, they took turns squatting next to Gu Bai to feel their presence.

Once you are familiar with each other and have the most basic communication foundation, it will be very smooth to join the group afterwards.

Just like it is now.

A group of people gathered together to exchange design experience and creative skills. Taking advantage of the small class time for Gu Bai, the group of people discussed in full swing.

Professor Gao sat beside them, looked at them with a smile, and didn't interrupt.

When it comes to design and painting, everyone has their own habits and methods.

Not all the suggestions given by the seniors are applicable to Gu Bai, but Gu Bai has always been good at taking his seat according to the number.

Which suggestions are very applicable to him, he writes down those methods one by one.

Their whole day's harvest is to determine the design of the first wall and the sketch of the second wall.

Everyone is used to this kind of efficiency. Anyway, there is still more than half a month before the official start of work, which is enough for them to complete the design and draw the draft.

On the way out of the Art Expo Center, Professor Gao found out that Gu Bai was searching the computer with his head down.

"You want to buy a computer?" he asked.

"Yes." Gu Bai nodded, "I don't know which one to buy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Professor Gao gave Gu Baisai to a senior brother.

"He understands, let him take you to buy it." Professor Gao said.

Gu Bai nodded, followed his senior brother to the Electric City and spent [-] yuan to buy a relatively cost-effective media-type work notebook.

Gu Bai was sitting on the sofa at home, looking at the newly bought computer, he couldn't help but giggle twice.

This is what it feels like to work as a team.

Gu Bai thought of the kindness he had gained today, and then thought of the last brother in the electrical city who was rambling about things he didn't understand, such as computer models, configurations, and brands.

He couldn't help but smirked again, fell down on the sofa, kicked his legs happily, then turned over and climbed up to the large studio on the second floor with his slippers.

After spending time with his teacher and fellow seniors today, he finally had a glimmer of inspiration for the theme of inheritance.

Art comes from life.

Inheriting this theme may not require a high-end graphic representation.

Passed down from generation to generation, the most simple and common teaching is inheritance.

Gu Bai spent three hours drafting four design drafts, rolled them up happily, and planned to show them to the teacher and seniors tomorrow to get some opinions.

He had just put away the design draft and was about to go downstairs to cook when the doorbell rang.

Gu Bai was stunned for a moment, ran to the door and glanced at the cat's eyes, and was startled.

The person standing outside the door was the very fierce boss that Mr. Zhai had specially told him not to mess with.

The author has something to say: Gu Bai: I dare not open this door.

Si Yiming: ...