Monster Apartment

Four days have passed since Gu Lang strayed, and Si Yiming has not yet returned.

The progress of Gu Bai's work is very smooth.

It needs to be painted in advance, and nine people finished it in the morning.

As a newcomer who basically has no experience in planning, Gu Bai is also a tricky business for him. It is only to the extent that he can take notes behind the back of the seniors.

Although according to the intentions of the seniors, they hoped that Gu Bai could have works exhibited rather than being a tail behind them.

There was not much time left, and they urged Gu Bai to make a quick decision from time to time-after all, the possibility of accidentally overturning the work that came out of work was still very high.

Gu Bai looked at the seniors while they were kicking the dog while speaking with earnest heart, and their mouths responded, but he was not too anxious in his heart.

The monsters really have to work, and the efficiency is much higher than that of human beings, and after the use of spiritual power has gradually become proficient, Gu Bai started to paint, and the water should not be too smooth.

Of course, out of his personal preference for brushstrokes and canvas texture, he is still used to painting ordinary paintings slowly.

After all, the foundation must be continuously consolidated anyway.

But if you really want to talk about the problem of rushing to work, Gu Bai who is able to stay up for four or five days and even have a faint increase in activity time is not at all empty.

According to Mr. Si, when his strength gradually rises, he does not need to rest for several years, which is also a routine operation, provided that he does not use a lot of spiritual power or activities.

At that time, the concept of time will become very, very vague. It is normal to wake up and find that the world has rushed for more than ten years.

Gu Bai has been staying in the park as a little tail. The seniors simply started to give Gu Bai a brain hole while the supervisor was fishing.

"The theme of storms can be derived from a lot of ideas." Senior brother said, "Of course the most intuitive is the natural landscape, but it can also derive some moral images."

For example, revolutionary life, such as a certain mental image, or even a fast-moving locomotive or other imaginative elements.

"From the perspective of the public's interpretation of art, the imaginative elements combined with real phenomena are even more refreshing and impressive."

Combining the imaginary elements of real phenomena refers to a method of expression, which is more used in design and publicity.

An example is the cover of a geography magazine some time ago. There was an iceberg on the sea surface, and a huge plastic bag below the sea level. The iceberg on the sea surface was just the tip of the plastic bag floating in the sea.

The shock of this kind of imagery is indeed very impactful, and I have also talked about it in class before.

Gu Bai thoughtfully wrote this matter in his small notebook.

However, the seniors obviously had different understandings of the market and artistic concepts. After Gu Bai had roughly memorized his ideas in a notebook, the seniors had already quarreled.

Little Corgi was placed on the workbench next to them, staring at a pair of innocent dogs, staring at a few humans who were arguing, turning his head to meet Gu Bai's gaze, and one demon and one dog quietly gathered together. When they got together, they pulled a stool.

Gu Bai held the dog and the book, and the dog held the snacks and looked at the few humans who were saying things he didn't understand.

Gu Bai struggled with writing when the brothers were arguing and fighting.

Such things as experience and experience are his shortcomings that he can't make up for in a short period of time.

At this time, he doesn't even have the qualifications to interrupt, so it's better to quickly write down one or two key points that were missed during the quarrel of the seniors, and try to digest them the next time you write.

The brothers have given Gu Bai a lot of inspiration.

Like these predecessors who have been in the art industry for many years, Gu Bai also has a set of understanding of art in his heart.

He still knows a little bit about the attitude of the public towards art today.

He knows very well that people nowadays have almost linked the term "art" with entertainment.

Not everyone has artistic literacy, and can quickly understand the artist's design ideas and intentions to express. At this time, when they mention "art", they are somewhat mocking.

Gu Bai doesn't think it is wrong for artists to express what they want with their own techniques, whether it is positive or negative, praise or criticism, there is nothing wrong with it.

But art has gradually become a small circle and I shouldn't think about it.

Gu Bai is not a very ambitious person, but at least he wants to try his best to let everyone who sees his paintings clearly feel the message he wants to reveal.

Whether it is gentle, open-minded, hopeful or vigorous-in short, it can make people who have seen his paintings feel a little warmth in their hearts, and Gu Bai feels very happy.

Although the brothers blushed with thick necks at the end of the quarrel today, the original goal was indeed partially achieved.

Gu Bai rode a small electric donkey and carried the dog home, wandering around slowly.

Little Corgi squatted on the footsteps in front of the little eDonkey, with his head high, learning from the wolf in the cartoon he saw last night, raising his head and milking milk.

Halfway through, I saw Si Yiming standing at the gate of the community, his voice stopped abruptly, and he even hiccuped because of the rush.

Gu Bai returned to his senses and saw Si Yiming standing at the door, his eyes widened slightly, his face instantly filled with a smile, and he rushed toward him on a small electric donkey.

"Mr. Secretary! Are you waiting for me!"

Si Yiming nodded.

Gu Bai was happy to see Si Yiming: "Welcome back!"

Si Yiming looked at Gu Bai, his expression softened suddenly uncontrollably.

I don’t know if it’s because of this face. Gu Bai’s youthful aura has not faded and he is full of vitality. When the sun falls on him, it’s like a soft light filter, and even the air becomes clear. Sweetened up.

Mr. Si couldn't help but raised his hand, rubbed Gu Bai's head vigorously, and then helped Gu Bai push the cart. He replied by the way, "I'm back."

After he finished speaking, he added: "I bought small snacks and put them in the refrigerator at home. There are some new things you haven't eaten before."

Gu Bai and Gouzi's eyes lit up together.

Gu Bai walked next to Si Yiming, as if he had been holding back for a long time, and began to talk about the latest things with his Mr. Si.

Gu Bai's day was basically not a big surprise, but Si Yiming listened carefully as usual.

Before entering the house, Gu Bai held the dog in his arms and rubbed it, and finally remembered his old father who came and went like wind before mentioning his new brain hole.

"By the way, Mr. Si, my father has already come back." Gu Bai said.

Si Yiming was a little surprised. When he came back, he didn't notice the gluttonous atmosphere around here.

But then I think about the period when Gu Xiaobai still raised himself as a human being. Gu Lang held his anger and hid the stray patrol beasts everywhere, hiding from the deeds that have not been discovered for nearly 20 years. Si Yiming can Understood.

It's easy for Gu Lang to hide.

Si Yiming opened the door and asked, "Where is the other person?"

"..." Gu Bai was silent for a long time, then explained what his old father had done, and then sighed sadly.

Si Yiming was also shocked for a while, and even for a moment he wondered if Gu Lang was as crazy as before.

——After Gu Bai is no longer hungry, Gu Lang has gradually become normal over the years. It is normal to see his enemies jealously, but it hasn’t been like this for a long time.

Mr. Si pondered for a while and said, "Probably he doesn't want to involve you."

Gu Bai, who was holding the dog and about to open the refrigerator, was taken aback.

"Qingqi is very vicious. If Gu Lang didn't do that, the first reaction of Qiongqi's madness would be to rush to a nearby city to kill." Si Yiming said.

Gu Lang's operation of pulling monsters with his face is really amazing.

However, it is understandable to think about it. Si Yiming himself didn't want to do the matter of touching Qiongqi's small vault, because he would definitely be chased by Qiongqi.

Who wants to go head-on with the crazy beast?

After all, Qiongqi went crazy just like Gu Lang before. He didn't care about who he was facing, and he was irrational in fighting.

Si Yiming didn't do it anyway, and being able to use this to pit Gu Lang and harvest a strange treasure at a time is simply turning waste into treasure.

Their group of sacred beasts had to protect their respective positions and were not suitable for this kind of thing. Gu Lang stabilized Qiongqi's hatred, and Qiongqi would not find faults if he had a goal.

Unfortunately, Gu Lang is very good at hiding.

Si Yiming held his cheeks, which was really unexpected.

Taotie also has such a day that his father loves him like a mountain, which is really incredible.

He was ready to slap Qiongqi and put a secret arrow behind him when Gu Lang and Qiongqi were fighting, trying to see if he could catch Qiongqi and squat in Gu Bai's spiritual painting. Who knew that Gu Lang was so enlightened. .

"Where did he bring it?" Mr. Si asked.

"Here." Gu Bai took out everything from the braided rope on his wrist, holding Corgi, who was staring at the refrigerator with eyesight, and stood behind the sofa and stopped talking.

Si Yiming moved very swiftly, counting the things Gu Lang had brought with him in an extremely efficient manner, and he could perceive Gu Bai's aura of restlessness without looking back.

"What's the matter? I'm afraid to repair the sky?" Mr. Si said with a slight smile.

"No, I'm not afraid of patching the sky." Gu Bai paused and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Si, is my father in danger?"

"No." Si Yiming replied very neatly, "Gu Lang can hide, but it's okay if he can't. If Qiongqi makes a lot of noise, the beast can jump out and beat him."

Gu Bai looked at the things that were shining with various lights that were taken out by Si Yiming and were extraordinary at a glance. For a while, he felt that Qiongqi was a bit pitiful--the old father who was going to be chased by Qiongqi made him even more worried.

People are biased, Gu Bai admits this.

He hesitated for a while, and his voice became even smaller: "Mr. Si, can we return the rest to Qiongqi after we have finished picking the ones that can be used? Return the ones I used after I come back..."

Even borrow it, Gu Bai thought.

In this case, Qiongqi is not a disadvantage, and Dad will not be chased and beaten by Qiongqi.

Si Yiming was startled, turned his head to look at Gu Bai who was a little uneasy, squeezed his hand, and when Gu Bai thought he would nod his head, he simply replied, "No."

Gu Bai lowered his head lingeringly.

Si Yiming picked up a knife that was shining with cold light and still had barbs and blood troughs, and said to Gu Bai: "This is what Qiongqi snatched from me back then."

"This is what Mrs. Spirit Snake prepared to protect her future children."

"This is what Qiongqi killed the immortal in the palace and snatched it out of his treasure house."

"this is……"

Gu Bai listened, his head lowered and lower, and finally buried in the soft fur of the dog in his arms.

Seeing Gu Bai's appearance, Si Yiming pulled Gu Bai's hand and pulled him down. When Gu Bai was bent over and raised his head, he lightly kissed him on his mouth, and rubbed Gu Bai and Gouzi's heads again: "Kindness and innocence are not your fault."

Gu Bai looked at Mr. Si who was close at hand, his eyes were full of tolerance and gentleness.

He paused and smiled again on his face.

Gu Bai has always been good at putting bad thoughts and emotions behind him. He rubbed the dog's head vigorously, and refreshed his spirits again: "Is there anything I can help Mr. Si?"

Si Yiming had seen Gu Bai's self-discipline ability a long time ago, and wondered if Gu Bai couldn't figure it out, he would throw it to bed every day, and wake up as a vigorous Gu Xiaobai again.

He listened to Gu Bai's words, thought about it, and nodded: "Go and help me get the almanac from the study."

Gu Bai put the dog on the sofa, went into the study and took out the almanac: "What do you do to check the almanac?"

"See what day is right for you to set off to patch up the sky..." Si Yiming stopped before he finished speaking.

He looked at the almanac that he had just turned over, and couldn't help but tilt his head to look at the red sky full of clouds outside the window.

Although he had guessed a little bit, Si Yiming couldn't help but be speechless when it was really confirmed.

It really gave Gu Xiaobai time to pick it up.

This heart is too biased.

Gu Bai followed Si Yiming's gaze and looked out the window, wondering: "What's the matter with Mr. Si?"

Si Yiming opened the almanac for Gu Bai to see for himself.

Gu Bai took a look, and at a glance, he saw eight thieves' festive characters—good days and auspicious days, no taboos.

The date is tomorrow.

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