Monster Apartment

Gu Baifang.

He lowered his head, took out his mobile phone and sent Zhai Liangjun a message for help.

Yes, Mr. MENSI came to see me!

Unfortunately, he didn't get a reply immediately.

Zhai Liangjun gets salt when he doesn't have a job, but when he has a job, it's common that he doesn't come back once a few months.

The doorbell rang again.

Gu Bai leaned up to the cat's eye and saw that the people outside had frowned slightly. He seemed to have lost patience.

Si Yiming is very good-looking and tall. When his face is flat, he has an air of no anger and self-confidence. When his brows are wrinkled, when he is unhappy, he makes his legs and stomach tremble.

Before he met Si Yiming, Gu Bai didn't have a specific concept of such words as mysterious momentum and power. Until Si Yiming nailed him in place with a knife and shivered, he had a clear understanding of such words.

To be honest, Gu Bai is afraid of Si Yiming.

He couldn't think of the reason why Si Yiming came to him.

It can't be because he saw his previous acts of violence that he threatened to let go!

The more Gu Bai thought about it, the more scared he was. He leaned against the door and held the handle in his hand. He didn't know whether to open it or not.

The doorbell rang for the third time, and it fell in Gu Bai's ear like a death charm.

He took a deep breath, unscrewed the doorknob and opened a small crack.

"How do you do?" Gu Bai whispered through the crack of the door, "what's the matter?"

Si Yiming looked at the crack of the door, silent for two seconds, said: "I want to draw for you."

Gu Bai is one Leng: "ah?"

"Introduced by Huang Yining." Si Yiming lies with his eyes open, "are you free?"

Gu Bai hesitated for a long time under the temptation of money, and finally chose to give in.

To his surprise, Si Yiming was not frightening at all when he was peaceful.

At this time, the legendary big man is sitting on the sofa in the living room. As a result, when the tea is hot, he still nods to him politely.

"What kind of painting do you want?" Gu Bai asked.

Si Yiming paused and replied, "anything is OK. I want to see your live painting."

Gu Bai Leng Leng, for a moment did not know how to answer.

When he used to set up a small booth, the efficiency of watercolor sketching was extremely high. Fifty one can be finished in forty minutes at most, and twenty minutes is not impossible when it is fast.

But give the big man a fifty dollar painting

Looking at Si Yiming, Gu Bai felt that the price of 50 yuan was an insult to this gentleman.

"Inconvenient?" Asked Si Yiming.

"No Gu Bai pursed his lips and said, "what kind of painting do you want?"

Si Yiming answered quickly: "Huang Yining."

Gu Bai was confused for a while. He thought of the painting of the same size that he had painted for Ms. Huang, and shook his head: "it takes a lot of time."

The implication is that live painting is basically impossible.

Recently, he has to follow his teachers and senior brothers to do design on the spot every day. The paintings on display in the rest of the time seem a little nervous.

Gu Bai calculated the time and said, "I haven't had much time recently."

Si Yiming frowned.

Gu Bai looked at his face, and his heart "clattered".

"I'm not in a hurry." Si Yiming opened his eyebrows slowly and pondered for a long time. Then he put his tea on the coffee table and turned to Gu Bai and said, "wait a minute."

Gu Baimu escorts Si Yiming out of the door. Three minutes later, he comes back with a mounted scroll in his hand and gives it to Gu Bai.

"Draw this." He said.

Copy?

Gu Bai took the scroll blankly and unfolded it slowly.

The target is a ferocious and roaring water and ink faucet, which seems to attack the people outside the painting. There are traces of dizziness on the dark strokes. If you continue to unfold, you can see that its four claws are open, its fingertips are sharp, and its momentum is magnificent.

Ink painting pays more attention to meaning than form.

This volume of roaring dragon head, but the shape and meaning are drawn to the extreme.

Gu Bai unfolded all the paintings, but did not see the signature of the painter.

He was stunned. He looked at Si Yiming and hesitated to ask.

Si Yiming was acutely aware of his hesitation: "how?"

"May I ask... Who painted this painting?" Gu Bai summoned up courage and asked.

Si Yiming shook his head and refused.

Gu Bai quietly took back his eyes and carefully rolled up the scroll: "sorry, Mr. Si, my level can't reach this one."

"It doesn't matter." Si Yiming said, "you draw, you open the price."

Gu Bai is a little tangled.

He had a clear idea of his level. The painting was not in line with his style, and he insulted the original author.

Besides, people in the art industry have a little disrespect for the fact that people who buy paintings ask them to copy other people's works.

But capitalists may not understand this kind of sensitive and fragile mood of art practitioners.

So Gu Bai told the truth: "I can't copy it."

"It's not copying, it's recreating." Si Yiming corrected him.

Gu Bai said softly.

It's still possible to recreate on the basis of this painting.

Si Yiming asked him, "what kind of reward do you want?"

When Gu Bai heard this, he immediately planed out the idea that he had just thrown it into the corner yesterday.

"That, that..." he asked uneasily, "can you introduce a stock to me?"

Si Yiming

Si Yiming showed the same incredible expression as Huang Yining.

"After I have the principal in two months..."

Gu Bai's voice became smaller and smaller under Si Yiming's endless gaze. The courage raised by the smell of money shriveled back at the speed visible to the naked eye.

"... can't you?" He murmured.

"... yes." For the first time, Si Yiming met this kind of monster.

It should be said that the first time I met a monster who didn't take advantage of the opportunity to trade with him.

Now the goblin has been simple to this extent?

No, in modern society, those monsters with a lot of thieves are definitely not worthy of the word "simple".

It's all human's fault. Look, what kind of monsters are they breaking up with only violent thoughts in their heads?

In a word, they can turn 18 corners behind. Who taught them?

Monsters were not like this a thousand years ago.

A thousand years ago, monsters were simple and straight minded. Except that most of them ate on human beings and their fears, they had no major shortcomings.

And now?

Si Yiming looks at Gu Bai and thinks of the fancy goblins he meets when he is out. He is not angry.

The only one who is really honest is the little monster who hasn't gone deep into human society.

Mr. Si looked at Gu Bai. He was so happy that he nodded and agreed to the reward. He looked at Gu Bai for a long time. Until Gu Bai felt uncomfortable, he moved his eyes.

It's lovely.

Si Yiming thought without expression.

"I don't have much time recently, but I will finish the painting you want as soon as possible!"

Gu Bai was blinded by money, and even forgot the fright Si Yiming had brought him. He praised him: "you are really a good man."

Si Yiming, who was issued a good man card, was very happy.

He took a sip of tea and stood up to say goodbye.

At the entrance of the corridor, he said to Gu Bai, "don't play with Zhai Liangjun and Huang Yining."

This fox spirit and painted skin make the whole building restless all day long. Just because Si Yiming doesn't care, it doesn't mean he likes this kind of noise.

It's a pity that such a simple and obedient goblin has been damaged!

Gu Bai looks up at Si Yiming, who is taller than Zhai Liangjun. He thinks that not long ago, Mr. Zhai was also standing here. In the same tone, he solemnly tells him: don't provoke the beast in our building. It's very fierce.

Looking at Si Yiming's equally serious face, Gu Bai couldn't help laughing twice and whispered: "thank you, Mr. Si."

Si Yiming agreed to be a little guy.

With satisfaction, he closed the door and went home. Holding more than 30 paintings he had collected from Huang Yining, he left the building and turned to unit 7 next door.

There was a reason why he asked Gu Bai to paint.

In the past ten years, natural disasters have occurred frequently in all parts of China, and many fierce beasts have come out of their nests. The workload of these beasts who are responsible for guarding China has suddenly increased, and they want to split one into two.

If Gu Bai's paintings can meet the requirements, it can help a lot.

But Si Yiming is not sure where the special aura of Gu Bai's paintings came from.

He seems to have some impression, but this feeling is specious, it is a bit vague.

After living for so many years, it's normal for the beast to feel vague about its long memory.

Si Yiming guessed that it was probably some old guy who let his cub out for training.

Which old guy's cub is it? Bai Ze, who is in charge of the seventh unit next door, should be able to identify it through his paintings, thought Si Yiming.

As a result, in unit 7, he was told that he had gone on a tour, and that he had gone on a deep exploration in the Amazon jungle across most of the earth.

Dare to travel at this time!

The good mood that Si Yiming just raised in Gu Bai's house disappears in an instant. He is so angry that he kicks Bai Ze's house and leaves angrily with his painting.

Gu Bai carefully hung the picture scroll in the middle of the large studio on the second floor, and kneaded his hungry stomach to make a meal. After he was full, he received a reply from Mr. Zhai.

Mr. Zhai gave him a candle.

Gu googlen gave Mr. Zhai a message.

He said: Mr. Zhai, I think Mr. Si is a good man.

Zhai Liangjun, who is preparing to make a night play in the movie city, saw this message.

He looked frightened as if he had seen an immortal.

Gu Bai was a little absent-minded when cutting vegetables. The cold light of the kitchen knife made Mr. Zhai standing at the door scared.

He simply went to take the kitchen knife in Gu Bai's hand and asked, "you look unhappy. What's the matter? Did Si Yiming hit you? "

Gu Bai was stunned by this question, a little doubt that Si Yiming is a terrible image in Zhai Liangjun's eyes.

"No, Mr. Si is fine." Gu Bai shook his head. "It's about work."

"Work?"

"Well, mural design, no clue."

Gu Bai pats his face and takes Zhai Liangjun's kitchen knife to continue cutting vegetables. This time, he is more focused.

"I haven't had much contact with minimalist design. Now I can't do anything."

Zhai Liangjun did not understand: "what?"

Gu Bai explained in a soft voice: "it's two walls. We should draw murals in accordance with the architectural style. The style is something I haven't learned before. Now I don't know what to draw."

Zhai Liangjun basically depends on his face and fox spirit's natural camouflage and charming talent. The entertainment industry is like a duck to water for him, and he has never learned too much about other industries.

The art of frescoes, put here by Zhai Liangjun, is the kind of frescoes in Dunhuang, Mogao Grottoes and Buddhist temples.

After two seconds, Zhai finally lowered his noble fox head in front of the elegant art and chose to leave the kitchen and hide in the living room.

If you don't understand it, you can check it!

Zhai Liangjun preferred to eat chicken, spicy, heavy taste.

Gu Bai made a chicken, poured hot oil, and put a piece of red on the table.

Gu Bai's taste is light. He won't touch this dish.

Gu Bai looks at Zhai Liangjun sitting on the sofa playing with his mobile phone and goes back to fry a meat and a vegetable.

Zhai Liangjun smacked his mouth and put away his mobile phone to serve the meal. He thought it was a very happy thing to be a neighbor with Gu Xiaobai.

Especially after experiencing Huang Yining's craftsmanship.

Mr. Zhai looks at Gu Bai, who is eating vegetables. He is a little sorry that Huang Yining is too fierce to drop in at will. Otherwise, she will definitely stay at Gu Xiaobai's house. By that time, he and Huang Yining will spend more time alone. Maybe Huang Yining will take a fancy to him!