When Gu Bai knew which gadgets were not ordinary things, he wanted to find a time to go back.
But his dad has gone back so many times over the years, and he has given him a lot of bits and pieces. It is estimated that the shipping fee will not be much cheaper if he packs it up and sends it.
But now Gu Bai has the braided rope on his wrist, and he can bring it back with him, saving a lot of trouble.
Gu Bai's hometown is a bit far from S City. In a small 18th-tier county in the southern inland, no one has heard the name.
It is certainly impossible to go back and forth in one day.
"Mr. Si, can I?"
Gu Bai is asking for Si Yiming's opinion, because he now knows that his growth period is like a small light bulb, and if he doesn't stay obediently in a place protected by a boss or a formation at night, he will be eaten.
If he wants to go back and pack his things, he must first ensure his own safety.
Si Yiming had read Gu Bai's resume and knew very well where Gu Bai's hometown was.
He thought for a while, then nodded: "Yes, I'm going to the south too."
Among the divine beasts in the four directions, Zhuniao guards the south, and the population of the south basically has no space for her. The biggest advantage of the south is that there are not many alien beasts that will bring disaster.
Coupled with the occasional help of wandering divine beasts such as Qilin Jiezhen, who patrolled the whole of China, Zhu Niao, with one divine beast, was in charge of such a large area in the south, so she was quite busy for the time being.
But being busy doesn't mean she wants to work overtime.
Si Yiming was going to visit Zhu Niao by the way and ask her if she had anything that could increase her source power and temporarily suppress evil spirits instead of her.
Although the portraits that Bai Ze painted for them were also spirit paintings, because Bai Ze was mass-produced at the time, he didn't spend much effort, and the effect of the spirit paintings that Gu Bai devoted himself to painting was simply incomparable.
In addition, the area under the jurisdiction of the Sifang Divine Beast is so large, there is no way to be like Si Yiming, an ordinary painting of about six square meters can calm the point of his responsibility.
Xuanwu has the stele that he once carried, symbolizing the sky and the earth, the white tiger has the cat scratching board that has existed for thousands of years, and the blue dragon and the red bird have no such thing.
In order for Gu Bai's spirit painting to achieve the effect of helping them defend one side, they had to come up with something by themselves.
While thinking about it, Si Yiming asked Gu Bai, "When are you going to go?"
"Is it all right this afternoon?" Gu Bai saw that all the little monsters had burrowed into the grass and ground, stood up, and said in a low voice, "I'll sort it out, give the design draft to Senior Brother, and hurry back before the review period. One trip."
Si Yiming nodded: "Yes."
As the chairman of Chao Niuqiu Group, Mr. Si only needs to hold occasional meetings a month, and occasionally pass one or two documents to kick out a few human executives who want to do things.
And after Gu Bai's spirit painting was in the spotlight, he could squat at home every day to catch fish and sleep, and sleep back all the sleep that he didn't have enough before, and he didn't have to go out to inspect once a week.
To sum up, Mr. Si has been very busy recently.
He could say go at any time.
And Gu Bai is very busy.
After he got the answer, he quickly left the rooftop.
The roof and the elevator are separated by a floor height, and there are about twenty stairs in the middle.
Gu Bai held onto the handrail, stepped down quickly, and reached the door of the elevator downstairs in a blink of an eye.
Gu Bai looked down at his toes, looked up at the stairs again, and thought for a while. After pressing the elevator button, while waiting for the elevator, he turned around, raised his feet, and jumped upstairs again.
Si Yiming was also preparing to go down, but as soon as he reached the entrance of the stairs, he saw Gu Bai jumping back, not even able to stop the car, and slammed into his arms directly.
Gu Bai finally reached the height of Si Yiming's shoulders at this moment, Mr. Si raised his head slightly to avoid his perfect chin being knocked on by Gu Bai, just about to stretch out his hand to support Gu Bai, he felt that his chest was hit with a dull pain. .
Si Yiming was stunned for two seconds.
Gu Bai's little cub would actually hurt him!
He looked at Gu Bai who took a step back and shook his head without feeling any pain, and took a deep breath.
It seems that his head is very tough, Gu Xiaobai.
Mr. Si wanted to rub his chest, but because of his super powerful image, he held back and asked, "Why are you running back?"
"Mr. Si." Gu Bai looked at Si Yiming in surprise, "I suddenly ran so fast!"
The stairs with more than 20 steps, "slipped" and went up in two seconds!
Si Yiming felt the surging spiritual power in Gu Bai's body as if he had been awakened, and knew that this was exactly the situation of human beings after the introduction of qi into the body, but the door of cultivation was opened for human beings, and Gu Bai It's just awakening the sleeping instinct.
Mr. Si was very calm and said to Gu Bai, "Calm down, it's just a routine operation."
But Gu Bai couldn't calm down, as if he had discovered a new continent, he ran back and forth up and down the stairs several times, so fast that afterimages almost appeared, but there was no sweat on his face.
Gu Bai's face was neither red nor out of breath, he was in high spirits, and even ran around the rooftop several times!
Mr. Si walked slowly to the front of the elevator, and when the elevator door opened, he called out Gu Bai.
The next second, Gu Bai appeared in front of him, his eyes were shining, and he walked into the elevator very briskly.
Mr. Si looked at the boy's lively appearance, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he closed the elevator door.
Gu Bai felt the benefits of spiritual power more and more clearly. For example, his thinking became smoother, his vision became wider, and his legs and feet became much stronger.
Most importantly, he is not hungry anymore.
While sorting out the materials printed out last night, Gu Bai wondered if the breath of heaven and earth in the morning could make him not feel hungry all day.
The food intake in the growing period is really terrible. In order to fill his stomach these few days, the property will come to him every two hours to bring him a lot of vegetables and fruits that can be eaten raw.
According to Mr. Si, when they were growing up, they had a lot of food, but they didn't feel hungry.
Gu Bai belongs to the one who was born at the wrong time.
Gu Bai sighed, carefully put the design draft into a large paper folder, put a stack of printed materials and picture decomposition instructions in it, and sent it to the security booth at the door, ready to ask the security guard at the door. My brother helped him send a courier in the same city.
But today is a stranger squatting in the security booth.
Gu Bai was stunned for a while, thinking of what his father said on the phone before to send the dog demon who guarded the door, and then he knew that Gu Lang was referring to the original security guard.
Not being an acquaintance, Gu Bai immediately froze.
He stood outside the security booth and hesitated, not knowing how to speak.
The temporary gatekeepers of Jiuzhou Shanhaiyuan were all monsters with excellent detection ability. He immediately found Gu Bai standing at the door.
"Is something wrong?" the new security asked.
Gu Bai raised his head and glanced at the other party, showing a small smile, then quickly withdrew his gaze and lowered his head: "I want to trouble you to help me deliver..."
Gu Bai said here, paused, and suddenly realized that what he was holding in his hand was also a painting of Zhang Ling.
If you hand over a spirit painting to a monster you don't know or trust, there is a very high probability that someone will abscond with the painting.
So Gu Bai shook his head apologetically at the other party, turned his head back, launched his little electric donkey, hummed to the subway station, then ran to the gate of the community where the principal senior lived, and handed the painting to him, And refused the other party's invitation to go in for a cup of tea.
The senior brother in charge looked at the folder in his hand, and knew that Gu Bai was very timid to outsiders, so he simply pulled Gu Bai to sit on the flower bed by the roadside, opened the folder directly, and glanced at the painting .
With just one look, he couldn't turn his eyes away.
On the aspect of traditional art, it is difficult to compare with computer board painting in terms of delicacy and flexibility, but it has one point, but it is excellent enough.
It is his brushstrokes and techniques that cannot be used in board painting.
Now that many decorative murals have simply chosen the method of computer inkjet painting, the traditional mural industry is declining day by day.
If you want to attract the attention of ordinary people, unless you have enough impact and freshness like Gu Bai painted a 3D wall before, plus enough heavyweight publicity, you can achieve the same effect as before.
The era of attracting people with pictures alone has long since passed. What people want to see is novel and exciting things, and traditional art is ignored.
But this picture of Gu Bai is different.
It seems to have a bit of magic that makes people unable to take their eyes off. The scene in the painting jumps in front of the eyes, but the silent picture can hear the long chirping of waves and mysterious turtles in a trance.
Even if it's just a drawing that is not particularly detailed, it catches people's attention at once.
Senior brother stared at the painting for a while before he regained his senses, turned his head to look at Gu Bai, raised his hand and patted Gu Bai's shoulder heavily.
The afterlife is terrifying.
He thought, the appeal of Gu Bai's painting is really amazing.
Senior brother has always known that Gu Bai has a very good talent. In short, his paintings are particularly aura, the colors are very skillfully cast, and the cool-toned pictures can also be drawn with a warm feeling.
No matter what kind of picture it is in his paintings, the tenacity of trying to move forward is almost seen through the paper.
This mysterious thing is called style.
A fixed style is a very precious thing for an art practitioner, it is very symbolic, and it is also a stepping stone to the honor of the artist in this industry.
They thought that Gu Bai would need to polish for a long time before he could bloom into his amazing brilliance, but no one thought that this day would come so suddenly and so quickly.
Almost caught off guard.
"Xiao Bai, you..." Senior brother paused, "As a business draft, it's too wasteful."
Gu Bai looked at the painting and knew exactly why his brother said that.
"It doesn't matter." Gu Bai was silent for two seconds after speaking, and then he puffed up his chest with a serious face, "I can draw better in the future."
The brother was a little surprised.
Gu Bai in his cognition has hardly shown such definite self-confidence.
He looked down at the manuscript in his hand again, and then carefully read the information and drawing design instructions provided by Gu Bai, and heaved a sigh of relief.
"What we signed is not to buy out the copyright. If you are willing to take this painting to the exhibition, it is not a breach of contract, but it will not be used for other purposes."
Gu Bai nodded, but it is still a mystery when this painting will have time to be refined.
Senior brother holding the painting was still full of emotion, he patted Gu Bai's shoulder: "Okay, let's go back."
"Thank you, Senior Brother." Gu Bai stood up, smiled at Senior Brother, and turned away happily.
Senior brother looked down at his palm, then gestured at the height of Gu Bai just now, and raised his eyes to look at Gu Bai's back.
I always feel that the younger brother has grown a little taller, and the whole person is drawn.
But now is not the time to pursue this matter. Senior brother looked down at the drawing in his hand and carefully put it back into the file bag.
The younger brother is so talented and progresses so fast, and he is also diligent and willing to practice and create.
Unlike them who have already formed, Gu Bai still has bright prospects and room for improvement in the art industry. He has been in business projects all the year round and will only test his aura.
Senior brother sighed and called the teacher
It's probably worth mentioning the matter of recommending the junior junior brother to the big guys in the circle.
The author has something to say: Gu Bai: I think I can go to the Olympics after I stop painting!
Si Yiming: Hold your head!