Gu Bai and his senior brother found a cafe, flung open a new piece of paper and began to adjust the draft.
They have to draw a draft that the boss can understand and understand.
Although it is an exhibition wall with an artistic edge, it is still a commercial project in the end. It is a commercial project, and it has to be reviewed by the boss, and the boss will nod before it can pass.
But the senior brother is still very confident that he will pass it once, because this boss has cooperated with him many times, and the private relationship is not bad, and he also has a certain artistic self-cultivation.
The senior brother brought a latte to Gu Bai, and after sitting down, he began to ponder and revise the draft while talking to Gu Bai about the way of this business.
"Xiao Bai, do you know why some bosses hold art exhibitions very well every time, while others leave the halls deserted?"
Holding the cup and pen, Gu Bai shook his head.
"Actually, many small private exhibitions pay well-known people to paint, support the scene, and then praise newcomers."
The brother also took out a pen.
"But the difference is that some bosses know how to respect artists and art practitioners, while others feel that his own artistic quality is better than our practitioners."
Many people like to sway half a bottle, and the layman instructs the layman to do things.
This kind of person actually accounts for a large proportion in Party A, but after all, it is a commercial project, and it takes money to do things.
As for your own works, you still have to draw them well according to your own ideas and designs.
Senior brother also said a lot, such as what Party A and Party B choose from each other, and if you feel unpleasant to cooperate once, don't feel wronged to cooperate a second time.
For example, who are the well-known and generous parties in the industry, their list is basically crowded and everyone wants to grab it.
"Oh yes, Mr. Si Yiming next door to you, their group is also one of such parties." Senior Brother said.
"Huh?" Gu Bai suddenly heard Si Yiming's name, stunned for two seconds, and then replied, "Mr. Si is indeed a very good man."
Call him an artist!
Gu Bai thought about it, and couldn't help but slightly pursed his lips and raised the corners of his mouth.
Senior brother glanced at Gu Bai, who was snickering, and raised his eyebrows.
"You have a good relationship with Mr. Si?"
Gu Bai thought about it seriously and replied, "It's okay."
"Then the seniors will have to rely on you to get the project in the future." The senior said casually, and then caressed the little junior's fluffy hair, "Come on, let's change the draft."
The senior brother picked this night picture mainly because the wall the boss asked them to draw is the passage wall in the separation area between the front exhibition hall and the rear exhibition hall.
It is not accurate to say that this wall is one side. It is arched as a whole and connects the front and rear exhibition halls.
The front exhibition hall is mainly for some large-scale sculptures, paintings, and photography exhibitions. The rear exhibition hall mainly displays some small sculptures and interior design exhibitions. The interior design of the exhibition hall itself is a design exhibition point of grassland elements.
The tone of the front exhibition hall tends to be bright, and after entering the rear exhibition area, it is an indoor exhibition, and the overall lighting and tone are dark.
For a good themed exhibition, the overall venue and each painting should echo each other and cater to a common theme.
Therefore, the senior negotiated with the chief planner, and felt that this mural should be able to play a transitional role from light to dark.
In the draft that Gu Bai brought, Senior Brother immediately fell in love with the bright and dark starry sky Tibetan antelope.
"A galaxy can be painted on the vaulted ceiling, and small light bulbs can be placed on the position of the stars, and then covered with a layer of film to make a soft light. By the way, the lighting problem in the passage can also be solved." Senior brother thought while talking to Gu Bai. discuss.
Gu Bai thought about it for a while, and said, "I think it's okay to make the light bulb drop down."
Senior brother thought about it for a while, and felt that it was feasible, and nodded: "Remember it."
Gu Bai took a notebook and wrote down both ideas.
I spent a whole day revising the draft and opening my brain. Finally, before the general planner ran off work, my brother took Gu Bai to block him, and stopped by a restaurant to explain his specific ideas and brain holes.
Then the general planner picked up the pages written by Gu Bai and took them away in his pocket, ready to go home and work overtime to make a 3D schematic diagram for the boss to see.
Gu Bai said goodbye to his senior brother. It was already nine o'clock in the evening when he arrived downstairs in his apartment. When he was passing by the property hall with his bag on his back, he heard that the property hall was very lively.
He thought about what Mr. Si said about the Pixiu picture being hung in the property hall. After thinking about it, he stopped and walked to the door of the property hall to take a look.
The huge Pixiu picture he drew is hanging behind the front desk at the entrance of the property hall.
As soon as Gu Bai stood at the door, he seemed to have a ferocious and awe-inspiring sense of killing, followed by a faint dragon's roar, which was fleeting.
Gu Bai was stunned for two seconds, then looked left and right, but there was nothing unusual.
There was also a large group of people gathered in the property hall at night. Gu Bai roughly counted them, and they looked like thirty. They stood in line at the front desk. Although their voices were low, because of the large number of people, the whole place was very crowded. There was a humming sound in the hall.
Gu Bai found that they were queuing up to get the number.
Gu Bai looked down at his mobile phone and found that the property did not send him a text message to say that there was any activity in the community recently.
He watched the people who got the number go away beaming, and couldn't help but stopped one of the kind-hearted girls, and asked in a low voice and politeness: "Hello, I'm sorry to disturb you, what are you doing in line here? "
"You don't know yet?" The girl who was stopped blinked, then pointed to the picture of the Pixiu, "Did you see that picture? Si Yiming said that the author of this picture is willing to accept commissions from the outside world, but he has to take it slow. While painting, let us come to the property to get the number and wait in line for the notification, don’t disturb the deity, I happened to get the number 100, if you want to line up, hurry up.”
Gu Bai, the author of Pixiu:…
Gu Bai, the author of Pixiu Tu: ? ?
What, what? !
Gu Bai's eyes widened in shock. He turned his head and glanced at the other people who came together at the end of the queue. He opened his mouth and closed it again. Then he turned his head to say thank you to the little girl, and carried him behind his back. Oiled the soles of the bag and ran away.
No wonder Mr. Si told him to wait.
Gu Bai hugged his backpack in a panic, how could there be so many people!
That Pixiu picture is good, but it's not that good!
But contacting Mr. Si's identity and painting him such a big picture, it seems normal that some people want to follow suit.
The celebrity effect is very terrifying, which can be seen from the sky-high scalper tickets that the S City Art Expo Center is now selling.
But Gu Bai didn't expect that this person effect would affect him - that little girl was already ranked No. 100!
When Gu Bai stayed in the Academy of Fine Arts, it was a piece of cake to rush homework for three days with high efficiency, but it was a piece of cake, but the workload was too scary.
Gu Bai reached the floor and ran out of the elevator, rushed to the door of Si Yiming's house, and rang the doorbell without hesitation.
It was Zhai Liangjun who came to open the door for Gu Bai.
Mr. Zhai's face was blushing, and he exuded the breath of a successful person who was a winner in life.
Gu Bai looked at Zhai Liangjun: "Zhai... Mr. Zhai?"
"Good evening Gu Xiaobai! Come to see Si Yiming?" Zhai Liangjun directly pulled Gu Bai in.
It was the first time that Gu Bai stepped into Si Yiming's house. He always stayed outside the door. Every morning, he stood at the door to say hello to Mr. Si and feed him some desserts, but he never came in.
He was dragged into the room by Zhai Liangjun, put on his shoes, and just walked out of the entrance lightly, when he saw Si Yiming sitting on the sofa with a stack of printer paper in his hand, and several documents scattered on the table bag.
The decoration of Si Yiming's house is completely different from that of Gu Bai's side. The decoration of Gu Bai's apartment is in a fashionable and warm sweet and warm style as a whole, while the decoration of Si Yiming's house looks rich at first glance.
But it is not the kind of splendid richness, but full of a kind of graceful and noble heritage.
Gu Bai smelled a calming aroma in the air. He couldn't tell what it was because he had never smelled it before.
Gu Bai followed Zhai Liangjun and sat on the sofa lightly without making a sound.
And Gu Bai didn't have anything else to do, so he just stared at Si Yiming, observing the difference between him and usual.
Si Yiming was looking at the document in his hand intently, frowning slightly, his expression was serious and serious like Gu Bai had never seen before.
Gu Bai had seen Si Yiming's expressionless face, angry, and beating. More often, Mr. Si looked at him with a cold but always warm look.
He has never seen Si Yiming working seriously.
After reading the last piece of paper, Si Yiming simply stamped a chapter, then put the document in his hand back into the document bag and pushed it to Zhai Liangjun.
Zhai Liangjun was overjoyed, holding the document bag and wishing to shout long live Si Yiming.
Unlike Si Yiming and Gu Bai, who went to the plateau for a leisurely stroll, Zhai Liangjun ran to the north to find several monsters on the mountain this month, and dug up the monsters behind the monster market and dragged them along. When he came out, he had to speak his mind, and even almost sacrificed force, only to let the old stubborn relax.
He is now going to use the north as the first pilot. Now he will ask Si Yiming to get the money. After getting the money, he can go to the deep mountains to dig out monsters, and then set up a company.
If the first pilot project develops smoothly, there is no need to worry about not joining in other places.
When his career on the monster side is successful, he will propose to Huang Yining!
"Thank you boss for your investment! I'll withdraw first!" The fox ran away beautifully.
Si Yiming ignored the vixen who was jumping with joy, he looked at Gu Bai and asked him, "Is something wrong?"
"That... Mr. Si." Gu Bai was still a little unaccustomed to this serious Si Yiming, and his voice couldn't help but soften, "That's right, the ones who were queuing at the property..."
Si Yiming nodded: "What's wrong?"
"...too many." Gu Bai cried and grimaced, "I can't draw it."
After hearing what Gu Bai said, Si Yiming called the property and immediately stopped.
Even Si Yiming never imagined that the enthusiasm of those monsters would be so high—mainly because he never expected that these monsters would call out friends and family to get their numbers.
There are only about 500 monsters living near S City, including Kyushu Shanhaiyuan, and in just one day, there are more than 100 queues.
Amazing.
"Stop it, you don't have to hurry." Si Yiming said, with a hint of comfort, "You don't have to go all the way, just pick the painting you want to paint."
Gu Bai pursed his lips, feeling very uncomfortable about this situation.
He had never been expected by so many people before, and after feeling their expectations of him, Gu Bai couldn't help but want to respond one by one, reluctant to let anyone return disappointed.
Although he knew in his heart that he would not be able to take so many orders, Gu Bai couldn't help whispering: "But, they all like my paintings..."
"It's a deal, one hand pays the other hand, and you don't have to respond to their expectations if you don't take the money."
It wasn't that Si Yiming couldn't understand Gu Bai's mentality.
When a young man is eager to be recognized and praised by others, he cannot control himself and wants to respond to everyone's expectations - the end result of this situation is usually that the young man's spirit is too high and his means are too low, and eventually Because of not reaching the standard line in his heart, his mentality exploded and then a car rollover occurred.
Mr. Si had high hopes for this little cub, Gu Bai, and he would never allow Gu Bai's mentality to be swayed and overturned.
Mr. Si said earnestly: "Gu Bai, take it slow and steady step by step, and paint every picture well."
"Don't think about how good you can be and who you can reach. If your current painting can improve than your previous painting, it is a success."
Gu Bai has a particularly great advantage, that is, he is very humbly accepting the opinions of others, especially a successful person like Mr. Si, who is willing to persuade him like this, it is right to hear it.
"I see, Mr. Si." Gu Bai nodded obediently. After Si Yiming helped him stop the row number on the property side, Gu Bai didn't have any more thoughts, he stood up, Ask Si Yiming, "What do you want to eat tomorrow, Mr. Si?"
Si Yiming didn't even think about it: "Tiramisu, matcha tea."
Gu Bai took it down and walked towards the door after saying goodbye.
Si Yiming watched Gu Bai change his shoes, and waited for Gu Bai to walk out the door. After thinking of something, he asked Gu Bai to wait for a while, then went back to the cabinet where he hid treasures and took out a thumb-sized purple Pixiu.
This is Si Yiming's own dharma portrait made of the bark drawn from Jianmu in ancient times. After thousands of years, the rough bark has been polished to a round and radiant shape, like a serious wood carving. .
After Si Yiming took his own dharma picture, he turned around again, found a tendon that he forgot what it was, and made a random hole in the dharma picture base and put it on, and then went back to the door and hung it on it involuntarily. Gu Bai's neck.
The ancient Jianmu plus the Pixiu made by the deity himself hang around Gu Bai's neck, plus the jade string of the Pixiu on his wrist, Si Yiming is quite satisfied, and finally he doesn't worry about what happened to Gu Bai when he didn't see it .
"Don't pick it up, not even when you're taking a shower." Si Yiming told Gu Bai, and after seeing Gu Bai's bewildered but obedient nodding, he caressed his head, "Okay, let's go back."
"Okay, Mr. Si, good night." Gu Bai reached out and touched the wood carving on his neck, and after saying good night, he went back.
Si Yiming watched Gu Bai enter the room, then turned to look at Xiezhi, who was standing in the corridor on the eighth floor.
"Come down," he said.
Xiezhi looked at Pixiu for a while with a complicated expression.
He was supposed to be working overtime, but Si Yiming said he had something to look for, so he came back, and after he came back, he heard incredible news from passing monsters.
Seeing is believing now.
He went straight down from the eighth floor and walked to Si Yiming.
"Actually, I think... monsters should also legislate seriously."
Xie Zhi said so, and then backhandedly took out a copy of "Criminal Law".
"Although the human form has entered the growth stage, it is also an adult state, but according to the monster's algorithm, it is still within the scope of the cub. Mr. Si, do you understand the human "Criminal Law"?"
The author has something to say: Si Yiming: ? ? ? ? ? I'm going to hit someone.
Jianmu here takes the saying of the Classic of Mountains and Seas _(:з"∠)_