Si Yiming never expected that when Zhai Liangjun was asked to look after the child, that's what he looked at!
You're going to be frightened if you don't see Gu Bai!
Of course the shrewd fox spirit Zhai Liangjun discovered it.
He didn't expect Gu Bai to be so courageous.
So after showing his face at will, he dragged Gu Bai, who was frightened by the surging media and flashing lights, and ran away with oil on the soles of his feet.
Gu Bai was dragged by Zhai Liangjun to run, and he finally came back to his senses, and pointed the way to Zhai Liangjun, who was running ahead but wandered around the park because he didn't recognize the way.
The two carefully stuck their heads out behind the small door hidden as the exit of the employees and looked around, making sure that no one was the same, and then they crept away from the main battlefield like thieves.
Zhai Liangjun looked at Gu Bai's frightened and stiff movements, and while unpacking the dried fruit, he thought to himself that he was so timid that he couldn't be a rabbit spirit.
But when he smelled the smell on Gu Bai's body, it wasn't the smell of a rabbit.
The fox is also a canine, and his sense of smell is quite keen, but he has never been able to distinguish what kind of monster Gu Bai is.
I couldn't smell it when I didn't enter the growth stage before, but now I'm in the growth stage, my whole body is like a light bulb, and I still can't smell it.
Gu Bai's own breath seemed to be completely integrated into this world, tasteless and transparent, making people puzzled.
Zhai Liangjun didn't bother to find out what race the little monster was. He tore the dried fruit and said to Gu Bai, "Open your mouth, ah—"
Gu Bai's brain was still buzzing with the turbulent sound wave just now, and when he heard Zhai Liangjun say this, he opened his mouth obediently: "Ah—"
Zhai Liangjun was so cute that his liver trembled. After feeding him a dried fruit, he vigorously rubbed the unbelievably good cub.
oh my god.
In the future, I will also have such a cute little monster! !
Zhai Liangjun thought excitedly while rubbing Gu Bai.
Why don't you wait for Huang Yining to come back and ask for mating! !
Gu Bai didn't know what waste Zhai Liangjun, who was rubbing him, was thinking about. The dried fruit tasted very good, and when he chewed it, he felt a soft warmth spread from the top of his heart to his limbs. skeleton.
The violent heartbeat and slightly stiff limbs gradually returned to normal with this warmth.
Gu Bai simply felt that the dried fruit was full of sugar, and that it would be shocking to eat.
He breathed a sigh of relief, moved his limbs, and saved himself from Mr. Zhai's arms.
In human society, youkai also act according to the basic law - for example, in a human society where cameras are all over the place, casual use of spells is not allowed.
Zhai Liangjun rubbed Gu Xiaobai's hand away, and then in accordance with the "Basic Law for the Survival of Monsters Entering Human Society", dragged Gu Bai into the parking lot dodgy.
"There were so many people just now, what's going on...?" Gu Bai asked in a low voice.
Zhai Liangjun replied happily, "I helped you gain popularity!"
"Hey?" Gu Bai was stuffed into the co-pilot by Zhai Liangjun, he pulled his seatbelt reflexively, thinking of Zhai Liangjun's series of operations this morning, he suddenly said, "Have you posted the video on Weibo?"
"Yes!" Zhai Liangjun sat in the driver's seat with a smile, "When your tickets for this exhibition are issued, it is estimated that they will be sold out in an instant."
Gu Bai was amazed by such appeal.
As expected of throwing a brick at random, half of the people hit are national husbands who are fans of his girlfriend.
"Thank you, Mr. Zhai!"
Gu Bai felt that Zhai Liangjun was really an invincible and super nice person in the universe.
"It's a small matter." Zhai Liangjun was very proud of himself, and when he was done, he secretly poked at Gu Bai and said, "Just go back and help me and say good things in front of Si Yiming."
Si Yiming's attitude will directly affect the future of the monster flow company he is preparing for!
Zhai Liangjun felt that he had to maintain an obedient and well-behaved attitude in the recent period.
If you add the kind words of Gu Xiaobai, who is valued by Si Yiming, then you will be sure.
Zhai Liangjun started the car and was very happy.
Gu Bai was about to take out his mobile phone to scan Weibo, and when he heard Zhai Liangjun's words, he blinked slightly.
Although he felt that his good words could not affect Mr. Si's subjective judgment, nor could it affect Zhai Liangjun's murderous behavior of looking for a beating once or twice, he still nodded and agreed to Mr. Zhai's request.
Just to say a few good things, Gu Bai praised Zhai Liangjun to be absolutely sincere and not adulterated at all.
Because Mr. Zhai is a good person!
Gu Bai and Zhai Liangjun returned home happily, and as soon as the elevator door opened, they met Si Yiming.
Gu Bai thought that he had just agreed to Zhai Liangjun's words, so Mr. Chong Si waved happily, and then jumped all the way to Si Yiming.
Si Yiming watched Gu Bai jumping with joy, and thought of the news feed headline photo he just saw.
It seems that he has recovered and is no longer afraid, Si Yiming thought, then raised his head and glanced at Zhai Liangjun coolly.
The vixen, who was suddenly attacked by his eyes, had a question mark on his face.
Gu Bai said with a little excitement: "Mr. Si, Mr. Zhai, Mr. Zhai is amazing, and he has helped the Art Expo Center gain a lot of popularity!"
When Si Yiming heard the words, he raised his head and glanced at Zhai Liangjun again, the aggression in his eyes was greatly reduced.
Zhai Liangjun felt heartbroken at Si Yiming's naked double standard.
Gu Bai was still saying: "I just checked Weibo on the way back, and many people praised my two walls for how well they painted and said I was amazing!"
It is great to be recognized and praised by everyone!
Gu Bai was full of a sense of accomplishment and happiness. It wasn't enough to send several text messages to his father, and he couldn't disturb Zhai Liangjun who was driving. When he saw Si Yiming, he couldn't control himself.
Si Yiming looked at Gu Bai, whose cheeks were flushed with joy because of a little compliment and approval, thought for a while, raised his hand and rubbed his head.
The touch is soft and smooth, and the furry is slightly warm.
Si Yiming felt that the hand felt very good. He rubbed Gu Bai's head like a cat. When Gu Bai finished sharing his joy, he paused, and simply encouraged: "Keep it up."
"Yeah!" Gu Bai nodded, then asked, "What would Mr. Si want to eat tomorrow morning?"
Si Yiming thought about this question very seriously, and then replied, "Mango pudding."
Gu Bai wrote it down.
Si Yiming put down the hand covering Gu Bai's head, watched Gu Bai happily greet Zhai Liangjun to go home for dinner, and then moved his eyes to Zhai Liangjun, the fox's scalp tightened.
Si Yiming and Zhai Liangjun looked at each other for a long time, and finally said slowly, "Good job."
When he was done, he closed the door and went home.
The fox spirit, who had been beaten up and never praised for hundreds of years, was shocked by this "good job" for a long time, and finally entered Gu Bai's house like a madman.
As soon as Gu Bai turned around, he saw Zhai Liangjun who was so shocked that his expression was blank.
"What's the matter, Mr. Zhai?"
Zhai Liangjun slapped his thigh: "I suddenly think Si Yiming is pretty good too!"
Gu Bai's face was full of question marks, and he thought for a while: "Will you call Mr. Si over to have dinner together?"
Zhai Liangjun immediately withdrew his hand on his thigh, and turned his face faster than a book: "No!"
Gu Bai nodded and turned to go to the kitchen.
He didn't mind eating with Si Yiming, but he knew very well that Zhai Liangjun and Si Yiming would probably suffer from indigestion at the same table.
When Mr. Zhai goes out to work next time, he may try to invite Mr. Si to his house for dinner or something.
Maybe you can really get the European energy of some big guys and make a fortune.
Zhai Liangjun sat on the sofa in the living room and turned on the TV very comfortably, admiring the entertainment news he had set off.
On the coffee table, the screen of Gu Bai's mobile phone was on, with the caller ID flashing on it.
Gu Bai turned the phone to silent in the car.
After making headlines with Zhai Liangjun, his phone became very busy—messages from various social accounts, some tentative text messages, and some direct phone calls.
But Gu Bai was not very familiar with these people.
He just politely replied to a few seniors and sisters who took good care of him during college, and then turned it to mute, and neither replied nor answered the phone.
Gu Bai didn't turn off the phone, because he was worried that if his father suddenly appeared again and called him or texted him, he would not know the first time.
Gu Bai made a big meal for Mr. Zhai, who had helped him a lot, and made a few small desserts after the big meal.
After sending off Mr. Zhai, who was so full and happy that his tail was wagging, he hurried up to the second floor again, ready to start preparing the canvas for Mr. Si's oil painting.
He took out a rain-dew linen canvas three meters wide and two meters long from the drawer of the cabinet where many painting tools were placed, carefully stretched it out, fixed the inner frame on the wall and nailed the canvas, and then Pulled out the primer.
That's right!
He was going to paint a 6-square-meter oil painting for the gold master's father, enough to be a mural!
Because Mr. Si told him to draw whatever the specifications are.
In order to show his sincerity, Gu Bai, of course, wanted to paint a painting that was enough to shock Mr. Si.
Isn't it said that rich people like huge paintings, because they look very visually impactful and quite compelling.
Therefore, Gu Bai decided to paint such a painting that is full of visual impact and wants to be in line with the aesthetics of the rich.
Mr. Si must have never imagined that such a small line art can make the finished product so large!
Gu Bai stepped on the stool and carefully applied primer to the canvas, his posture was as serious as lettering on rice grains.
After the primer is applied, it will be left for a day or two. The canvas area is too large, and it is estimated that it will take longer.
Gu Bai still has other things to do.
For example, if you want a custom painting on a treasure, one of the two people who want watercolor has made up his mind to buy it.
Gu Bai received the deposit and started painting with relatively simple watercolors.
Gu Bai was conscientious and conscientious. He painted on the wall during the day and painted on paper at home at night. He also took time to go to the place introduced by his senior brother to customize the picture frame and the inner frame of the oil painting for Mr. Si.
Every night when he went to bed, Gu Bai felt that this was his ideal life.
Mr. Zhai seems to be determined to be his back pendant recently. Every day he goes to work, he follows him, even if he is so bored that he can only play Xiaoxiaoxiao, he will not give up.
At the end of the project at the S City Art Expo Center, Professor Gao's team received a big red envelope from the boss as expected.
Because of Mr. Zhai's riotous operation, not only did the tickets during the first opening of the exhibition hall not sell out, many people rushed to this exhibition hall, which was popular before it opened, and took the initiative to find them and hope to participate in the exhibition.
So far, the second exhibition hall has been able to open!
For Gu Bai, who brought Mr. Zhai here and made a free publicity, the boss gave a very generous red envelope, and said that if the exhibition went well, he would give them a bonus.
And after the big red envelope sent by the boss, Gu Bai also got the small money for the settlement of the project, as well as the big red envelope that the teacher gave him!
Gu Bai was moved to tears by the generosity of the teacher and the capitalist. He went back with the bank card that was credited with the big red envelope and the project salary. He stepped on the small ladder he bought today and faced the canvas that had already been made. , officially dropped the first stroke.
For Mr. Si's stock! !
For the toilets in the suburbs of S city! !
In order to have the confidence to spend money to hold a personal art exhibition in the future! !
Gu Bai, who has a large amount of principal in one breath, is like a god, and the tip of his nose seems to smell the wonderful copper aroma of money.
The author has something to say: Gu Bai: Smell it, it is the aroma of money.
Si Yiming: It is the aroma of Pixiu.