Gu Bai stared at Si Yiming for a while, his brain buzzing.
Si Yiming was still holding the two boxes of durian pancakes in his hand.
He lowered his head and glanced at Ban Ji in his hand, then glanced at Gu Bai who didn't know how to react, and simply asked, "You hate me?"
Gu Bai shook his head blankly.
Si Yiming raised his brows and said, "That's because he likes me."
Gu Bai looked at Si Yiming, his eyes widened in astonishment.
There's no reason to like it if you don't hate it, Gu Bai thought.
"Mr. Si, do I look so foolish?" he asked.
Si Yiming pretended to be thinking seriously, and then said, "It's quite a trick."
Silly Bai Tian like Gu Bai is not good at fooling around, and who else is good at fooling around.
In particular, Gu Bai is so sincere, he believes what others say, it is worth giving him an award.
Gu Bai knew this to some extent. He lowered his head slightly, not knowing what to say.
He didn't know exactly what emotional tendencies he was, and he agreed with what Si Yiming said that he didn't hate that he liked - but he couldn't tell whether this liking was love or friendship.
It is very disrespectful to rashly agree or refuse when it is unclear.
Gu Bai stared at himself and Si Yiming's toes and remained silent.
Mr. Si sighed when he looked at Gu Bai's appearance as if he was facing a great enemy.
"Don't be so nervous." Mr. Si decided to take a step back and said, "I didn't ask you to answer now. You go to work now. If you don't leave, you will be late."
Gu Bai took out his phone to check the time, put it down again, and whispered, "Then... Then I'm going to work?"
Si Yiming nodded: "Go, go."
Gu Bai took two steps towards the elevator, then turned to look at Mr. Si who was still standing at the door.
Si Yiming shook the durian pancake he had cut in his hand at him, and then moved it a little further away with disgust on his face.
Gu Bai suddenly burst out laughing, the tension disappeared suddenly, he turned his head again, and jumped into the elevator three steps at a time.
Si Yiming watched the elevator go down to the first floor, looked down at the durian pancake in his hand, and slowly finished the dessert.
Honestly, it's delicious.
It's how unpleasant the smell is.
Mr. Si heard the movement of Gu Bai leaving under the door of the unit building, his eyes swept across the courtyard and downstairs, and withdrew his gaze.
He was in no hurry.
The lifespan of the monster can be long, and if you grind it slowly, Gu Bai will nod.
The biggest obstacle is nothing but Gu Lang.
But Gu Lang, a vicious beast, basically doesn't appear in front of monsters. First, he looks down on most of the creatures, because all he sees is edible food, and second, his nature The appearance of the monster public enemy will cause a turmoil, and there will be divine beasts chasing after his ass.
After being fooled by Bai Ze, Gu Lang was silent for so many years, and some other beasts also hid and didn't show up very much. It was obvious that their group of beasts couldn't defeat the beasts that have joined forces now.
After living for so many years, no one wants to die.
Gu Lang didn't want to die either. Besides, he cared about Gu Bai very much. As long as Gu Bai showed a proper attitude, he could restrain Gu Lang.
The scheming Mr. Si was playing with a small abacus while slowly eating the two pancakes. Then, with a wave of spiritual energy, he fanned out the smell of durian that lingered at his door.
The monsters in Unit 6 felt suffocated.
Gu Bai rode a small electric donkey and successfully arrived at the work place before being late.
On the wall he is in charge of, the background and basalt large color blocks have been painted, and the next step is to start refining, adding details and environmental colors and other trivial and complicated work that requires great care.
In the end, the paintings on the wall have no chance of modification, and the possibility of mistakes must be suppressed to a very low range.
The brothers were somewhat worried, but Gu Bai himself was not.
He was very confident, and every stroke was very accurate—even when he was smashed by the news of Si Yiming's pursuit of him yesterday, like a daydream, the placement of the brush was still perfect.
The brothers looked at Gu Bai, and then looked at themselves, and felt that sometimes something like talent is really disappointing.
When the effort and hardship are equal, talent is like an insurmountable wall that completely separates the gap between ordinary people and geniuses.
After clearly realizing that he is an ordinary person, it is inevitable to feel a little sad.
Gu Bai was keenly aware of the abnormality of the brothers today.
The senior senior brother in charge sighed, occasionally turned to look at Gu Bai, and muttered a few words in a low voice.
Gu Bai's face was full of question marks: "What happened? The boss deducted the money? Or has the construction period changed?"
"No, it just feels like they're all human beings, so why is the difference so big." The senior senior brother in charge sighed again, and several senior senior brothers nodded along with them, and began to paint in mourning.
Gu Bai looked blank: "Huh?"
A senior said, "Gu Xiaobai's talent is enviable!"
Another senior brother nodded: "It's enviable!"
"Young, good-looking, good at drawing, good in talent, there is no way to live." The brothers sighed.
Gu Bai felt targeted.
He wanted to say he was a billion years old!
- Although he doesn't have such a long memory, Mr. Si said that he is so old, which is probably true.
And I'm not human either.
Gu Bai said in a low voice in his heart.
The senior brother in charge joined in the fun: "Yes, Gu Xiaobai still has such excellent suitors!"
Several senior brothers followed suit, as if they were not the ones who had just lost their lives. They turned their heads and threw aside what they had just sighed at Gu Bai, and suddenly became gossipy.
"Gu Xiaobai seemed very happy when he came today. I'm afraid something good happened."
"I figured it out, I'm afraid I'll be with Si Yiming!"
"You're not sure. If the two of them are together, Si Yiming will definitely come to see our little junior brother today."
Gu Bai stood in front of the wall he was going to paint, listening dumbfoundedly to the nonsense of your brothers and sisters. While they were chatting, their hands were as steady as Mount Tai and they were smearing the color on the wall, and it was not affected at all.
"What are you talking about in such a mess!" The senior senior brother in charge seeks truth from facts, "Si Yiming hasn't even confessed to Gu Xiaobai!"
The other three senior brothers stopped talking, and they all looked stunned.
That's right, Si Yiming hasn't confessed yet.
If it wasn't for Gu Bai asking them about it yesterday, they wouldn't know that Si Yiming didn't even confess.
Gu Bai stood on the highest platform, watching the other four senior brothers sing a play with expressions on their faces for a while, and sighed helplessly, not planning to throw another bomb at them saying that Mr. Si had already confessed.
At this time, it is better to quietly reduce his sense of existence, Gu Bai thought, and simply turned his head and continued to paint.
As far as the forgetfulness of abandoning negative energy is concerned, they really deserve to be the same disciples and brothers.
Perhaps it is for this reason that they get along so well.
While painting, Gu Bai listened to the brothers talking about economics and politics from the relationship between him and Mr. Si, and finally jumped to "Why are all the stinky men up and down our teacher's door, just like a monk's temple? Well, there are so many girls in the Academy of Fine Arts." .
As soon as these words came out, the five stinky men present fell into silence.
Then this small subway exit was once again occupied by the gloomy and gloomy melancholy, and the stinky men who had always had only senior brothers and no junior sisters began to sigh again.
Si Yiming got the materials Xie Zhi gave him that afternoon.
There are many people with the surname Qian, but in the imperial capital, there are not many people with the surname Qian and some power.
There are only three of them, and they are all from one family.
Mr. Si looked at the three documents in his hand, and finally fell on the youngest person.
Nothing else, because this person's resume states that his hobby is collecting all kinds of art, and Xie Zhi also specially marked a few lawsuits this person fought, all of which were about his use of some different kinds of art in the collection of various kinds of art. Too appropriate means ended up being brought to court with a lawsuit.
Si Yiming looked at this information and didn't quite understand what this human being was trying to do.
When he took a closer look at the catalogue of the works of art he had collected, he would understand immediately.
Most of the things he collects are antiques, not antiques, most of them are works of art from the hands of monsters.
The gadgets made by the monsters are generally different from the things made by ordinary people, and they will have some aura or some other special features.
For example, a painting by Huang Yining will turn into a ghost in the middle of the night and bring disaster to the host, while a painting by Si Yiming can be used to eliminate disasters and attract wealth.
Each monster has different characteristics, and most of the artworks from monsters have their unique characteristics.
It is permissible for the monsters to sell their works to humans for a living, because the monsters who will need to do this kind of business to make money basically have no very powerful abilities and will not cause much repercussions.
But a lot of antiques dug out from nowhere, plus a lot of things made by monsters, mixed together, plus a reliable Feng Shui master, it's hard to say.
Ordinary people can't perceive the difference between spiritual paintings and ordinary paintings. When they die, they think "Wow, this painting is so beautiful."
Gu Bai's spiritual paintings would be favored by such people, it should not be the latter reason.
Either this is not an ordinary person, or there is a non-human being around this person.
This is very interesting, which non-human dare to use his brains on the person covered by his Si Yiming.
Mr. Si looked at the three documents and pondered for a while, thinking that he might have to go to the imperial capital.
He took the documents and was about to get up. He walked to the door of the house as if he realized something, looked down at his hand, opened the door, and turned to room 666.
When Gu Bai heard the doorbell, he pulled his slippers to open the door, and what he saw was Mr. Si who was holding three document bags.
"I'm going to the imperial capital." Si Yiming thought for a while, "about a week."
Gu Bai had a blank look on his face, as if he was asking why he was talking to him.
Si Yiming reminded: "You said it."
Gu Bai: "...?"
Si Yiming continued to remind: "You said, I'll tell you where I'm going and how long I'm going in the future."
Gu Bai remembered it, and was about to nod his head when he felt that under the premise that Mr. Si was pursuing him, the words seemed a little subtle.
Obviously, Si Yiming felt the same way.
"Just like my little daughter-in-law," he said.
As soon as Mr. Si finished speaking, the door in front of him closed with a click.
Before Gu Bai closed the door, Mr. Si saw Gu Bai's red ears sharply.
That streak of red was like a ruby, and it looked extremely transparent under the light, making it ticklish.
Mr. Si felt his throat dry, he cleared his throat, took out the keys of his house from his pocket, and rang the doorbell again.
He saw that the light in the cat's eye was blocked, and he could almost imagine Gu Bai clinging to the door and looking at the cat's eye secretly.
He shook the key in his hand at Maoyan, hung the key on the doorknob of Gu Bai's door, then turned around and walked towards the elevator, taking out his mobile phone and sending a message to Gu Bai.
The key is hanging on your door, go in by yourself when you want to paint the Vermilion Bird.
Mr. Si sent the message and just walked into the elevator. He walked into the elevator and turned around, and saw the door of room 666 slowly opened a crack, and a white and beautiful hand stretched out, exploring and touching After touching and touching the key, he slowly retracted the door, and then closed the door again with a click.
Mr. Si looked at the cat's eyes that had been blocked again, and couldn't help laughing.
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