Monster Apartment

Gu Bai had a dream.

In his dream, he floated in the sky, under which was a quiet night, in addition to the street lamp, a dark Jiuzhou mountain and sea garden.

Around the quiet, occasionally can see the community outside the passing vehicles, lights flash by, the sound can not be transmitted to the community.

The night sky is clear. In the polluted city of S, you can see a bright star river crossing the night sky as soon as you look up. The silver light of the moon gently shrouds the city under the night, and the city that never sleeps can be seen in the distance. It is still brilliant at night, just like the lights of the day.

This apartment District, like the only quiet in a fire, is especially peaceful and peaceful in the moonlight.

Gu Bai floats foolishly on the high ground, looks around, and looks down at his bare feet.

He was still wearing Doraemon's short sleeve pajamas.

He heard a clear dragon chant.

Gu Bai followed the sound and saw that a group of light that illuminated the night was circling in the sky, as if touring the territory, walking around the huge city for several times.

The light group was full of righteousness and killing, hanging in the sky, moving slowly and quickly, and finally ran to Gu Bai's direction at a fast speed.

Gu Bai gradually saw what was wrapped by the light.

Its head and tail are like dragons, horse body, Lin feet, tiger and leopard in shape, and its body is covered with scales like gold and jade. When it walks, it seems to have the power of an army, which is formidable.

Gu Bai looked at it coming from a high place and falling slowly. It seemed that he turned his head and looked at him. Then he stayed quietly on the top of the unit building where he lived, and raised his head to utter a clear and long dragon song.

Gu Bai wakes up.

He turned off the alarm clock, yawned, turned over and looked out of the window for a while.

Last night, Gu Bai seemed to dream of something. As he changed his clothes, he recalled it, but the dream seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and only the two dragon chants remained in his memory.

After washing, he fried an egg and a few slices of bacon, took a few slices of toast from the refrigerator, made two sandwiches casually, perfused his breakfast, and then climbed up to the second floor.

The four design drafts were packed up, but they were left on the second floor because of Si Yiming's sudden visit yesterday.

Gu Bai is going to take them today and ask the teachers and senior brothers for their opinions.

He picked up the four scrolls and looked up to see the only scroll hanging on the wire rope on the second floor.

In the ink painting with strong form and meaning, the roaring dragon head is showing its power to the people outside the painting.

Gu Bai tilted his head slightly, and the Dragon chant in his dream remained in his ear.

He felt that the dream he could not remember last night was mostly influenced by this painting.

The spiritual sensitivity of literary practitioners is always much higher than that of other practitioners.

They can always grasp some details from a small and ordinary thing that others can't see, and extend it. Finally, they start with this object and complete a work to express their thoughts and feelings.

The so-called design and creation is also the embodiment of this kind of thought.

It is very common for Gu Bai to dream of the things in a painting because he saw an excellent painting.

Gu Bai carefully took the picture in his arms, took another look at the ink painting, dragged his slippers downstairs, stuffed his new laptop into his backpack and went out of the door.

When we go out, it's the peak time for us to go out to work.

Gu Bai just closed the door, turned to see the same out of Si Yiming.

Today, there are no two people, Zhai Liangjun and Huang Yining. Although the upstairs and downstairs are equally busy, they are still in a proper range.

Gu Bai didn't exclude such a lively atmosphere of life, and even felt very relaxed and happy.

These days, Gu Bai, who has always been introverted and passive, feels heartfelt joy and warmth from others' active kindness.

He couldn't help but show a bright smile to the big man on the other side. Across a patio, he took the initiative to say hello: "good morning, Mr. Si!"

There was a strange pause up and down the floor.

But Si Yiming didn't feel it.

He turned his head and looked at Gu Bai. He felt stabbed by Gu Bai's brilliant smile like the little sun. He was slightly stunned. Then he nodded to Gu Bai who was standing opposite him. Just as he wanted to leave, he stopped and said, "good morning."

Gu Bai heard the sound of the residents of the building sucking cold air.

He couldn't help looking up and down, and found that those unknown faces were looking at him with incredible and cherished biological eyes.

The smile on Gu Bai's face disappeared little by little under this kind of gaze. He leaned against the wall, avoided the sight from the upper and lower floors, and walked slowly to the elevator.

He and Si Yiming went down the same elevator.

When Gu Bai left the elevator, Si Yiming suddenly said, "sleep well at night and don't run around."

"Why?" Gu Bai showed a blank look.

But the elevator door has been closed, down to the underground parking lot.

Gu Bai is walking to the art exhibition center with his backpack on his back. He is still a little confused about what Si Yiming said.

Fortunately, it's not necessary to figure it out. Gu Bai doesn't care much about it. If he can't figure it out, he doesn't want to. A man should be able to afford it and put it down.

Gu Bai threw away his doubts and took a deep breath on the road.

Always feel that today's air seems to become a lot of fresh, even roadside plants are emitting a relaxing fragrance.

He took the pass and led the park.

The park specially separated a studio for them to do design and put materials and so on.

Gu Bai came early today. When he entered the studio, he found that he was the first one today.

Their daily working hours are very standard, from nine to five. It's only eight o'clock now. The group of elder martial brothers who let go of work and rest are addicted to stepping on the spot and won't worry until the last second.

Gu Bai put his design on the desk, took out his new computer and connected it to the park's WiFi. He was ready to touch the fish while waiting for someone, and then check the PPT of his defense.

The defense is at the end of June, and there are still a few days to go. Gu Bai has already been fully prepared.

Professor Gao is one of the defense tutors. Now that Gu Bai has a computer, he is ready to rub the professor's guidance by the way. It's better to get an excellent rating or something. His resume is good-looking, and the school will give him some money as a bonus.

No matter how small the mosquito leg is, it's also meat. Especially after Si Yiming nodded and agreed to introduce a stock to Gu Bai, how much capital he has means how much profit he will have later!

That's the legend of picking up a piece of steel and throwing it out to get back a million dollars!

Gu Bai thinks that he has invested all the small money he can get in these two months. Maybe when he comes out, he will have the money to buy a toilet in the suburb of s city.

A full toilet!

Think about it, even a little excited!

Professor Gao is not young. He has long passed the age of staying up late and indulgence, and has entered the old-age life of veteran cadres ahead of time. Therefore, he is Ms. Huang, who has no words to say about RMB.

Looking at her, Gu Bai was a little worried, and his hand was tighter.

He sipped his lips, carefully testing: "expensive, expensive?"