Monster Apartment

Gu Bai looks at Zhai Liangjun, who is holding the bottle and starts to cry and howl again. Finally, he silently swallows back what he wants to say.

He is not familiar with this gentleman, so he really does not have a position to say anything.

Gu Bai was hemmed and hawed by the drunken Mr. Zhai for a while, and resisted the subtle charm of Mr. Zhai.

Holding his painting carefully, he bypassed Mr. Zhai, who is tall and big but just like bear child, and went upstairs.

Gu Bai is about to graduate from the mural Department of S City Academy of fine arts.

S City Academy of fine arts is one of the leading art colleges in China. Just after the graduation design exhibition, Gu Bai, as an unpopular mural department, could only watch his classmates sell their designs one by one and get offers. His paintings were sold, but no company or team accepted him.

Gu Bai had no money left in his pocket.

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

Gu Bai turned out two hooks and a coil of steel wire from the cupboard in the corner of the second floor. Stepping on the cupboard, he pasted the hook on the wall, strung the steel wire, and began to hang the picture one by one with the clip.

These are Gu Bai's hands-on works. There are a lot of them. In this wide studio, there are two steel wires hanging across the two ends.

Taking advantage of the light, Gu Bai takes out his mobile phone and starts shooting one by one.

Even the works of practicing hands are of great value to Gu Bai, a poor student.

For example, if you hang these things on a certain treasure, more than 200 of them sell well.

When he was really short of money, Gu Bai would take his easel and a small bench to walk downtown. He would sit on the side of the street and sell his paintings and watercolor sketches.

Painters, landscape painters, and imaginations. It's not ambiguous to point out where to draw if you give money. If you squat on the roadside one day, you can get two or three hundred yuan when you are lucky. With the scholarship, the money is barely enough.

After all, painting is a money burning business.

In particular, Gu Bai, the traditional paper painting profession, the special material of paper pigments and brushes, costs money everywhere.

It's hard to find a job - Gu Bai has closed his eyes and submitted hundreds of resumes. He called and said that only six of them had an interview. Then, because of the fierce competition and Gu Bai's poor expression, all of them blew up.

Face doesn't play a big role in job hunting.

Especially when the interviewers are mostly male.

Gu Bai is a little worried about his future.

He took all these pictures and was ready to go back to school. He rubbed the computer in the computer room of the school, took PS for these pictures and repaired them a little. They were more high-end and westernized. By the way, he gave a new one to his treasure shop.

Gu Bailong went downstairs with his slippers and found that Mr. Yingdi had already left. Before leaving, he also cleaned up the messy wine bottles and facial tissues on the table for him and even carried away the garbage bags.

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

It was written with Gu Bai's signature pen on the tea table: Gu Xiaobai's cooking is delicious, this is the reward.

Signed by Zhai Liangjun.

The handwriting is gorgeous and fluent. It seems to have a good foundation.

Gu Bai looked at the tissue paper and couldn't help laughing.

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

I don't know how much this tissue paper can sell with a certain treasure.

Thinking of this, Gu Bai carefully picked up the tissue paper, stuffed snacks into his pocket, climbed back to the second floor, and hung up the tissue paper as carefully as RMB.

Unfortunately, it has his name on it. It's not easy to sell.

Gu Bai was very sorry for this. Some of them went back to the first floor, cleaned up a little, and went out with their wallets.

S City Academy of fine arts station is eight stops away from Shanhai Road Station in Wuzang district.

The subway is full, but not crowded.

Gu Bai gives a seat to an old man and finds out the snack Zhai Liangjun gave him in his pocket.

Vacuum bag packaging, it seems that it should be a small package in a big bag, and there is no fancy trademark, with yiwangshan preserved meat printed on it.

Gu Bai tore up the package and found something like duck breast inside. It smelled very fragrant.

It tastes delicious.

He puffed his face, chewed the meat, held the railings, and wondered whether he should buy a laptop. After all, the computer room of the school couldn't rub it after taking the certificate.

Gu Bai thought of his unlimited close to zero deposit, and thought it was time for him to go out and set up a stall in the past half a month.

It's almost summer vacation. Business should not be bad.

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

About the cost of water, electricity and gas for that apartment, I have to go back to the property office to ask.

The poor students, who are careful in their calculations, can't help feeling sad when they come out of the subway station to see the bright sunshine again. Eighty percent of the troubles in life are really due to lack of money.

Gu Bai, who had no money, renovated his shop and went to his teacher for a walk. He looked eagerly at the tutor of the mural department and asked for work.

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

Gu Bai, who is poor and not good at communication, is basically starving to death if he does not change his profession.

"Haven't you found a job yet?" The tutor said, not surprised to see Gu Bai nodded.

He had a very good impression of this clever, hardworking and gifted student. The little guy was usually silent, but his paintings showed a lively aura.

In his home, there are two big assignments by Gu Bai, one is sunflower in the sun, the other is the impression of sunrise on the sea.

The color and composition are bright and warm. There is a magic that makes people feel comfortable. After hanging it, it seems that the home has become bright and warm.

"In fact, 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 a crush on the mural works of the team led by the tutor, hoping to reach cooperation.

"Three hundred square meters, the exhibition hall wall of the newly built s City Art Exhibition Center, the construction period is one month, team work, if you are assigned to one square meter, it's only about 100 yuan, do you want to do it?"

One hundred yuan per square meter, 300 square meters is 30000 yuan!

Poor to deformation of Gu Bai's eyes are green: "dry!"

The tutor caressed Gu Bai's soft broken hair and said with a smile: "the work is next month... Well, starting from July 15th, we will gather next Monday to have a look on the spot. The theme of this exhibition is inheritance. It will be held in early September. You can prepare in advance, and we will have two large booths inside."

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

Gu Bai was moved to tears.

To be able to get a big project like this is not just a matter of receiving a job and getting money.

In the circle of murals, it is said that small stories are not big, and the project of team cooperation is an opportunity for open and aboveboard communication in addition to private communication.

Many people don't just stay in one team, they tend to cross two or more teams, one by one, and show a little bright and impressive, which means that there will be opportunities for recommendation in the future.

After all, the number of people needed for murals is not certain. Basically, it depends on the needs of the work project. One, two, three are possible.

What's more, the teacher also intended to leave a booth for his paintings.

Many Gu Bai did not dare to think that it would be a great surprise for Gu Bai to get a booth in this kind of exhibition.

This kind of exhibition is not the same as the graduation design exhibition of the University. Many big bosses and people in the industry will come to the exhibition to watch the art. At the same time, they will dig out the suitable seedlings for their own team. If they can't dig out, they will get familiar with each other.

Gu Bai will be very happy.

I just want to show his teacher a 360 degree spin up in the sky.

Also want to give the teacher a huge ace.

The teacher is very moved, and then refused his MEDA, and Gu Bai blasted out of the studio.

Gu Bai solved the problem. His steps on the way back were totally different from the heavy ones when he came. He hopped three steps at a time, and his steps were light and humming.

Security brother watched the little guy run back and forth several times a day. Now his face was red and his whole body was writing happy. He pressed the alarm into his heart and asked him with a smile: "what's so happy?"

Gu Bai brushed the access control card, heard him say so, immediately some embarrassed pursed lips, but the next second can not control the joy in the heart, showed a big smile: "I have a job!"

"Oh Security brother suddenly, "Congratulations, Congratulations, where else?"

Gu Bai was more embarrassed. He said in a small voice, "follow the teacher to do chores."

"That's good, too." Security brother said enviously, "it's very nice of you to have a serious inheritance. Who's your teacher?"

Gu Bai didn't expect to be asked this question. He usually asked about the school and work.

He was stunned for two seconds, but still replied: "Professor Gao of S City Academy of fine arts!"

The little security brother showed a daze on his face.

Which monster is Professor Gao?

But without waiting for him to ask, Gu Bai waved and happily entered the community. His back was full of vitality.

Security brother came back to his senses, sniffed the residual smell in the air, and couldn't help showing an envious expression.

The smell of standard meat.

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

The degree of completion is already very high, and only a few minor modifications are needed.

In his four years in University, Professor Gao has taught enough skills. He is quite satisfied with Gu Bai's painting. Although there are some small flaws, now that he has graduated, Gu Bai needs not correction and suggestions, but self understanding.

A group of people chat and fart until more than 9 p.m. in all these years, Gu Bai's family is so lively and popular for the first time.

Gu Bai likes to be quiet, but he doesn't exclude this kind of lively life.

After seeing off the teachers, Gu Bai picked up the room and was very happy.

He can probably understand why people always like group activities.

Gu Bai has never experienced this kind of warm feeling. Although the warm feeling of family should be different from that of collective activities, Gu Bai can't detect any difference.

But he's happy today. It's a real feeling.

The monsters watched the group of humans come and leave quietly, all of them with full beard and tail, and even left happily.

The monsters who said they didn't stop eating people also came out of the house. As soon as they came out, they were caught by the building managers. Those who smelled human beings but didn't change their faces were all taught a lesson by the building managers, and they were ordered to enter the human society to find a job.

Kyushu shanhaiyuan is not a charity. They buy land in the world of human beings and survive in the world of human beings. That is to follow the rules of human beings.

In short, it costs money.

Naturally, the money should be collected from the residents.

If you don't have money, you can hand in some precious objects, such as those left over from the Tang and Song Dynasties, such as wine bottles and food tripods from earlier times.

Or the common trading currency Lingshi in the monster market is OK.

But there are also a small number of lazy monsters who can't pay money after hollowing out their family, and they can't get rid of them because they can't listen to the heart of all things. They can't judge whether these monsters are true or false.

Today, those individuals came here, and they really caught a few lazy people.