"Grow tall?" Gu Bai was stunned for a while, and touched the top of his head, feeling nothing.
"I think I have grown a little taller," said the senior brother.
It is probably due to the keen observation that is unique to art practitioners, and is always sensitive to small changes in the details.
Gu Bai thought about his recent increase in food intake, and also remembered the long body that Mr. Si said, and suddenly became a little excited: "Then... measure?"
Senior brother glanced at the time, and before the official start of work, he simply nodded.
There is no place for energy height in the exhibition hall, so the senior brother borrowed a tape measure from the person doing the design next to him.
Senior brother stepped on the bottom, then dragged up against Gu Bai's back, pressed his fluffy hair, and made a gesture: "Ouch."
Gu Bai was pressed against his head, and he didn't dare to move: "How is it?"
"It's 1.5 centimeters taller!" said the senior brother.
Gu Bai looked back at the mark in amazement, and touched his belly where he ate a lot every day and didn't see any growth: "It's really a second development."
Senior Brother looked at Gu Bai, who was half a head shorter than him, touched the small tug on his head, and encouraged, "Keep working hard."
"Okay!" Gu Bai responded and rubbed his belly again, he must work hard to eat more for his height!
By the way, if you do more stretching exercises, maybe you can get a little longer.
"Finish the light below today." He always pointed to the bonfire on the wall, which was not too complete. The center of the bonfire was a special soft light bulb, flat and small, attached to the wall. There is only a little bump after that, which is a small flaw that can be easily dealt with.
But the ambient color and light around the campfire, towards the end of the refinement, is a bit more complicated.
Gu Bai took out the paint from the toolbox, pulled a piece of clean plastic sheet and put it on the ground, sat on it, crossed his legs, picked up the additives and carefully mixed the paint, and lowered his head to match the color.
Gu Bai didn't mind sitting directly on the ground before, but looking at this situation, the rain may not stop today, so he may have to take Mr. Si's car back in the afternoon, and it's not good to dirty other people's cars.
This mural of Gu Bai and his senior brother is looking down from the black and dark blue with stars and no moon. Under the night, the top of the mountain is covered with white snow, and below it is the dark green mountains in the night, dim. The white color gives them a clear outline.
Beneath the mountains is a flat and rich grassland, which spreads like a green carpet, and there is a very shallow but wide water beach in the center.
There was a tent on the edge of the beach, and a bonfire was lit, bright and bright, and a Tibetan antelope came quietly beside the bonfire, holding its front hooves, hesitating whether to continue to move forward.
On the other side, written by the senior brother under the night, there is an endless grassland, on which there are Tibetan antelopes running, and they are resting on the other side. In the distance, you can vaguely see yaks, wild donkeys, and a few wild horses.
Gu Bai took a few strands of highly dyed cotton and linen, carefully filled the edge of the light bulb in the center of the bonfire, and then repeatedly painted it layer by layer.
The weather is bad today, the humidity is too high, and drying the paint has become a big problem. Even with quick-drying additives, the paint dries slowly.
Gu Bai had no choice, and while he was waiting, he turned his head to refine the background.
The rain made the whole exhibition hall look wet and sticky, and occasionally the wind brought in when someone entered the door seemed to be caught in the rain.
Gu Bai looked at his wall, a little worried.
"This kind of weather has slowed down the progress, why don't we buy a hairdryer." Gu Bai came up with a bad idea.
Senior brother turned his head and glanced at him, and gently poked Gu Bai's head with the paintbrush in his hand: "Don't think about it, just paint it obediently."
Gu Bai rubbed his face, and was just about to sit back on the plastic sheet when he heard the chief planner come over with a watch and said to his brother, "Fill in the works and prepare to make a display board."
Senior brother nodded and took the form and the ballpoint pen. He lowered his head and started writing without thinking.
Gu Bai stretched his head and glanced at it, but found that in the column of author, his name was in front.
Like this kind of collaborative work, the names of the authors of the display cards are arranged according to the rules. The one in the front is generally understood as the main creator of the work. Usually, the person in the back is responsible for the fight by default.
At this time, the ranking is not indiscriminate. At this time, the ranking is serious enough to let people know who is the main creator.
Gu Bai felt that his brother was probably slipping his hand. He lightly poked his waist and reminded him, "Senior brother, the author's name."
Senior brother glanced at the name, checked for typos, and raised his head in confusion: "Is it correct?"
"I mean order." Gu Bai explained.
Senior brother read it again and became even more puzzled: "The order is also correct."
Gu Bai was stunned for a while, then pointed to the form, then pointed to himself: "I... the main creator?"
"Of course." Senior brother looked at him strangely, "Isn't it? You are the original author of this draft design."
Gu Bai was dumbfounded for a while, then looked down at the table and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything. In the end, he just looked at his senior brother and laughed stupidly.
Senior brother looked at his silly and happy look, raised his hand and rubbed his head in disbelief: "Isn't this fun? Before the Art Expo Center only had your name written on both sides."
Gu Bai shook his head: "That's different."
On the display board of the group wall in the Art Expo Center, his name is still in the last place!
"Alright, alright, let's draw your picture." Senior brother withdrew his hand and continued to fill in the form.
When Si Yiming came to pick up Gu Bai in the afternoon, he got a Gu Xiaobai who was as silly as he got a little red flower in kindergarten.
Mr. Si looked at Gu Bai's silly appearance and couldn't help but laugh along.
Gu Bai fastened his seat belt, and packed the wet raincoat and umbrella with a plastic bag so that the car would not get wet, and then said to Si Yiming very happily, "Mr. Si, I am the main creator of this work!"
Si Yiming thought this was a matter of course, but after seeing Gu Bai's happy appearance, he thought about it and praised: "Not bad."
Gu Bai was praised, he couldn't help but giggled twice, hugging his raincoat and umbrella, and looking at the pouring rain outside the car, he felt that it was sunny.
Gu Bai is a person who will make fun of himself. If he grabs a little happiness, he can be happy for a few days, and in contrast, those troubles that will make him unhappy, he grabs and turns his head. Throw him out of your head.
For so many years, he has no friends and no serious parents to take care of him. Gu Bai has persevered with this mentality.
After so many years, I don't think there is anything wrong.
There are so many happy things in this world, why stop and get angry for the unpleasant things.
Gu Bai was looking at the rain curtains outside the window that had caused a lot of inconvenience to his work and life, and he thought they were cute.
The sound of the rain is so pleasant, the rain nourishes all things, the air will be much fresher after the rain, and the sky will become as blue as a wash.
Si Yiming started the car and heard Gu Bai humming an out-of-tune tune in a good mood.
The tune was a little familiar, and Si Yiming couldn't remember which song it was for a while.
When Si Yiming couldn't help thinking about it, Gu Bai turned his head and asked him, "What would you like to have for dinner tonight, Mr. Si?"
"It's all good." Si Yiming didn't pick, and then added, "It's just the two of us today."
Gu Bai nodded, watched the car drive away from the exhibition area, and began to think about what would be better to eat today.
He and Si Yiming belong to the sweet party, and even tofu brains like to put sugar, but they are quite unified.
In the exhibition hall, Gu Bai's senior brother was stunned as he watched his younger junior brother get picked up by the luxury car this morning, and felt that he was going to suffer.
Gu Bai is only twenty-three now!
Si Yiming was only thirty-two when he read the information!
The difference is just nine years old!
No matter how you think about it, it will not be elder feelings.
The goddess of art is afraid that she is really wearing a green hat.
This rain was really scary, and it didn't stop until Gu Bai finished his work this time.
Occasionally the rain will become smaller, but the raindrops will also fall in pieces, suddenly big and small, but I have never heard of it. The water level of the river in S City has risen a lot. It is said that the relevant departments have already started preparations. Temporary dams have been built.
Gu Bai bit his chopsticks, listened to the sound of the rain outside the window, looked at Zhai Liangjun, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Zhai, in such weather, can you still fly tomorrow?"
"Yes." After Zhai Liangjun answered, he concentrated on eating the white-cut chicken.
Monsters who are willing to mix in human society have already penetrated into all aspects of human beings. Passenger planes can't fly, so Si Yiming can use his private plane. It's easy to catch someone who is a captain in human society. Si Yiming's private plane was stacked with several layers of formations, and even if it hit the Dapeng bird head-on, it was definitely the Dapeng bird that crashed, not Si Yiming's plane.
Gu Bai was relieved when he heard that he could fly.
His luggage has been packed, and his paintings have been covered with ash guards, and he is waiting to leave at the point tomorrow.
Zhai Liangjun has been busy for the past two months, dealing with the issue of the documentary in one hand, and clinging to the fledgling company of monsters and monsters in the other.
After knowing that Si Yiming was going to go with him this time, he was relieved a lot.
Because Zhai Liangjun is going to dig some monsters in the northern mountains to work, but if he really wants him to throw Gu Bai and run away, he can't do it.
It would be easier if Si Yiming was there.
Wouldn't it be nice to let Si Yiming fight with Gu Lang, and he would just slip away first.
The private plane was provided by Si Yiming. Gu Bai looked at the cabin, which was completely different from the passenger plane.
When the plane was passing through the heavy rain clouds, Gu Bai vaguely saw a few lightning flashes in the dark clouds.
Gu Bai looked at such a picture in amazement, lowered his head and pulled out the drawing paper, wanting to make a sketch.
As soon as he took out the paper and raised his head again, he saw that behind the cloud illuminated by lightning, there was a turquoise dragon dancing wildly!
Gu Bai's mind was stunned, his eyes widened in astonishment, and another flash of lightning accompanied by rolling thunder lit up the sky.
But behind the clouds was clean again, and there was nothing left.
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