Just like a real old father who couldn't bear to tell a child that "Santa Claus is fake", Mr. Si couldn't bear to tell Gu Bai Feicui the fact that he ate it.
Because Gu Bai seemed to value that set of jadeite.
In fact, it's easy to understand, Si Yiming thought, after all, this set of jadeite is strictly speaking, the first painting that Gu Baizheng Er sold at the exhibition.
It was also the first time Gu Bai participated in an official exhibition. It was of great significance and expensive. Gu Bai regarded that set of jewelry as a treasure, which was completely normal.
Even their mythical beasts have a very deep impression of who they fought for the first time in their life and the fight they won for the first time, and they are still fresh in memory after thousands of years.
Si Yiming felt that if he told Gu Bai the truth, this little cub might cry on the spot.
But the set of imperial greens that Lao Jade sent before were not ordinary imperial greens.
It was the spiritual jade that the old jade separated from itself in order to express sincerity.
This jadeite has no spiritual intelligence, but it has an extremely rich spiritual energy, and its surface is also extremely beautiful, even in the imperial green, it is considered to be the best in appearance.
But something with spiritual energy, staying by the side of a growing cub, will basically get cold in a few days.
The set of jade jewelry was actually absorbed by Gu Bai before he left, but it was only discovered by Gu Bai at this time.
Si Yiming communicated with Lao Feicui and expressed that he wanted a set of imperial green jewelry of the same style as Gu Bai.
And, as long as the ordinary jadeite, don't separate out the old jadeite.
Just kidding, let Gu Bai eat again
Old Jade couldn't stand being tossed like this.
But cub, you still have to be petted, anyway, silly Gu Xiaobai can't tell whether he has spiritual energy or not.
Mr. Si reached a consensus with Lao Feicui, glanced at Gu Bai's door, and returned to the house.
Gu Bai returned home with the empty box. He was worried that Jade would not be able to find his home when he ran back, so he carefully placed the box in the previous position.
There is no doubt that Gu Bai trusts Si Yiming.
In the past, ginseng would also run. Both Mr. Si and his father said that ginseng would be an instinct to run, and those who were a little older would run. In some places, folklore about ginseng would be true.
Since ginseng can run, there seems to be no surprise that Jade can run. Maybe there are such folklore in some places.
After all, he has little knowledge. In fact, the folklore that ginseng will run was only known some time ago.
Gu Bai, who was less knowledgeable, accepted this setting smoothly, and opened the box so that Jade would enter the box when he came back.
When the jade came back, Gu Bai was going to go to Mr. Si with the box, and asked Mr. Si to lock up the jade, otherwise, if such a precious thing was bumped or even picked up outside, how would it be? Not blood loss.
Gu Bai put the box in place, turned around, left the bedroom, and went up to the second floor.
After knowing the theme of the big exhibition, Gu Bai knew that he had to hurry up and draw the sunset picture.
Submitting the work materials and reviewing them one week in advance did not leave much time for Gu Bai. In addition, he had a new team project to start, and the task was not very easy.
Gu Bai sat in front of the easel, picked up paint and oil, and pulled out a brush.
Gu Bai was quite satisfied with this compact and fulfilling life.
Human beings always shine because they are always striving to chase time. Because of the long time and life, monsters will not work as hard as humans.
Gu Bai has no real feeling for the monster's long life. He still follows his previous rhythm, strives to enrich himself every day, immerses himself in drawing and practice a lot, hoping that he can go further.
Before touching the ceiling of the painting industry, Gu Bai would not think about the philosophical question of the meaning of life and time.
But he has already thought about it. If he really hits the ceiling of this line, he will turn his head to learn other things.
But it is difficult to really touch the top of this line. After all, there are so many branches in painting, such as oil painting, watercolor painting, sketching, sculpture, ink painting and so on.
Gu Bai felt that it would be impossible for one or two hundred years to master all the essences to climb to the top.
One or two hundred years later, who knows if there will be any new genres and new painting techniques in the art of painting.
No matter how bad it is, after painting enough, he can go play with something else.
There are three hundred and sixty things in this world, all of them are worth studying hard and struggling for a lifetime. Gu Bai felt that no matter what, he would never end up with nothing to do.
- His mentality is always quite optimistic, and he is born with a kind of tenacity to work hard.
Gu Bai sat on the stool, stained with white paint, and smeared the details with steady strokes.
A fiery sunset, and a sea of clouds that are soaked by the sunset like a fairyland.
The day in November started to get gloomy, and the lights in the large studio on the second floor were on, illuminating the studio brightly.
This icy light was quite similar to the training camp back then. When Gu Bai raised his head, he seemed to be returning to the training camp that was hailed as a "dark nightmare" by the art students.
For most art students, that time was a nightmare, but for Gu Bai, who had no other pursuits than painting and learning, it was too fulfilling.
Gu Bai was in a trance for two seconds and then came back to his senses. He stretched his waist and moved his neck. Then he dipped in the paint and was about to continue writing when the doorbell rang from the door.
Gu Bai was stunned for a moment, glanced at the clock on the wall, and found that it was almost dinner time, so he quickly got up and went downstairs to open the door.
It's almost time for dinner, probably Mr. Si or Mr. Xie is here.
Gu Bai thought about it, but when he opened the door, he was surprised to find that it was Uncle Yu—the craftsman who made custom picture frames.
Gu Bai looked at the big brother with white hair, and was stunned for two seconds before realizing that he was not an ordinary person who could enter this apartment complex.
No, probably not human.
"Uncle Yu." Gu Bai greeted in a trance, and then after realizing that the big brother responded, he pointed to the side.
Gu Bai took a look and found that the three picture frames standing beside the door were the custom made wood he had chosen this afternoon.
Gu Bai opened his mouth and closed it again.
This speed is definitely not human.
"Why did you deliver it yourself?" Gu Bai quickly opened the door, "Come in and rest..."
Uncle Yu shook his head: "No, I sent things here because I wanted to discuss something with you."
Gu Bai felt that it was not a problem to discuss at the door, but seeing Uncle Yu's appearance, Gu Bai did not continue to invite, but carefully picked up the picture frame and moved it into the room.
Uncle Yu also said, "That's right, Gu Bai, I want to ask you to help me paint a picture."
Gu Bai listened to this request without hesitation, and nodded: "You say it."
"It doesn't need to be too complicated, you can just draw me a piece of land." Uncle Yu sighed, "Although I don't choose the living environment on my body, the evil spirits have become more and more powerful recently, and I can't bear it."
Gu Bai's movement of moving the frame stopped: "Can't you live here?"
The old elm shook his head: "there are my roots there, I don't want to go."
Gu Bai looked at Uncle Yu's determined look, and said no more, he nodded immediately: "I will give it to you as soon as possible."
"Thank you." Uncle Yu had a smile on his face, the wrinkles were crowded, and there was a simple precipitation atmosphere, "In the future, if you come to me to fix the frame, I will give you a free bill!"
Just as Gu Bai wanted to refuse, the old elm tree swept into the elevator with his legs and feet like the wind, and his vigorous posture did not match the old-fashioned look on his face at all.
Gu Bai: "..."
Just a discount.
Gu Bai sighed softly, and carried the last picture frame into the door.
Mr. Xie and Mr. Si didn't come today. Mr. Si said that he was visiting the human in the ninth unit, and Mr. Xie was addicted to working overtime in the office.
There was no one to accompany him to dinner, so Gu Bai simply took out all the food that could be eaten directly in the refrigerator, and carried it into the studio to take a few bites.
When I got to the point where I usually sleep, I was slowly finished by him.
After eating, Gu Bai still didn't feel too full, probably because he had eaten with an open stomach at Mrs. Spirit Snake's side for a month, Gu Bai felt that his appetite had been raised a lot.
Gu Bai thought about the time when Mrs. Ling Snake spent eight hours in the kitchen tossing around twenty-four hours a day, and she couldn't help but deflate her belly.
Go hungry, Gu Bai thought.
I don't have time to paint, so how can I get so much time to cook for myself.
Before going to bed, I'm going to do some prep work for the little dessert I'm going to bring to Mr. Si tomorrow morning.
Feeling a little hungry, Gu Bai rubbed his belly, ran to make a few puddings, put them in the refrigerator, and then drank a glass of milk.
Obviously not poor anymore, why is it even more miserable than when he was poor before.
How could it be so miserable to suffer from hunger
Gu Bai sighed, glanced at the empty boxes on the table, and turned off the bedside lamp.
Late at night.
Si Yiming came back from patrolling outside and looked outside the window of Gu Bai's room.
Mr. Si did not visit the cultivating human in Unit 9 today, but went to find Old Jade.
After confirming that the small drum bag on the bed was falling asleep, Si Yiming raised one paw. There were several emeralds on the scales. Those emeralds were made into pendants, earrings and rings. Underneath is a charming dark green.
The charming dark greens were carefully held up one by one by Pixiu, and then with spiritual power, the set of jewelry was put into the box.
After finishing all this, Mr. Si turned and left without saying a word, waving his sleeves to hide his merits and fame.
When Gu Bai woke up the next morning, he saw that Jade came back, so he closed the lid of the box happily.
A month later, Gu Bai's daily routine of feeding Si Yiming was staged again on the sixth floor of Unit 6 of Jiuzhou Shanhaiyuan.
Xie Zhi yawned and walked out the door. Standing in the corridor, he was about to stretch his waist when he saw Gu Bai, who was holding a box, and Si Yiming, who was holding a big pudding.
These two people were talking, the voice was not loud, that is, the normal size, but they couldn't stand Xie Zhi, who was a beast with ears and eyesight.
Mr. Xie heard Gu Bai say, "I haven't made desserts for a month, so I don't know if I have stepped back."
Si Yiming slowly ate a spoonful, then said, "The same."
Gu Bai smiled, holding a beautiful box in his arms.
"Jade won't run away again?" he asked.
Si Yiming nodded while eating the pudding.
"Thank you, Mr. Si!" Gu Bai heard the words and ran home happily holding the box.
After listening to the whole process, Mr. Xie glanced at Gu Bai, who ran back to put the box, and found that Gu Bai now smelled of pixiu all over his body.
If he didn't know very well that Gu Bai was not Si Yiming's cub, he would have thought that Gu Bai was a little Pixiu!
Mr. Xie met the gaze that Mr. Si looked up at, and clicked his tongue: "Mr. Si, what's the matter with Feicui not running again?"
Mr. Si said confidently: "An excuse to fool the little monster."
Xie Zhi paused and asked again, "Then why does Gu Bai smell like pixiu all over his body?"
Si Yiming thought of the criminal law that Xie Zhi had turned out before, and his attitude was not so peaceful and modest when facing Xie Zhi.
He sneered: "What's wrong with the smell of Pixiu? Gu Lang has no objection."
He was also beaten if he had an opinion.
Mr. Si was triumphant.
Thanks to: "… "
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Xie Zhi looked at Pi Xiu, who closed the door after speaking in disbelief.
Gu Bai was carrying a bag and met Mr. Xie in the elevator who had not seen him for a month.
Mr. Xie looked at him with a look full of guilt and regret, and Gu Bai felt uncomfortable.
"Gu Bai." Xie Zhi softened his voice, "If you need legal aid, I will define it."
Gu Bai was stunned for a moment, then hesitated for a moment: "Well... thank you, thank you?"
Xie Zhi patted his shoulder painfully, with a look of unbearable expression on his face, strode out of the elevator and into his car.
With his bag on his back, Gu Bai stood in the cold wind in November, with question marks all over his head.
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