Mr. Xie tried repeatedly on the edge of being beaten to death.
He looked up and took out his mobile phone to search around, and found that the topic "Opening of Cultural Tourism Line in S City" was pushed to various news software.
Front page headlines, most of the headline photos are photos of a group of black people who want to squeeze on the subway to join in the fun.
However, under the related topics of various social platforms, there are more discussions on the various sites of this line.
The trial operation at 12:00 noon is less than an hour after it has just opened, and it is the time when the traffic of the newly opened sites is the largest.
—The various stops of this route are designed with great care, and the leased storefronts and some decorations and road signs at the exit of the station are all arranged with the theme of cultural and tourist attractions related to the station.
There are concession-themed cafes, underground snack streets with ancient street flavors, and more.
Even the museum site has murals closely related to the theme of the exhibition.
The sincerity of this heart is simply visible to the naked eye.
In contrast to their sincerity, it is the admiration of the people who came to participate in the trial operation, as well as the enthusiastic Amway.
Word of mouth is a very powerful force, it can bring not only general goodwill, but also vested interests visible to the naked eye.
Xie Zhi watched the popularity of related topics rise at a speed visible to the naked eye, and knew that the investment bidding of the remaining shops on this route would definitely surge.
He scrolled down the real-time updates of these topics, paused, and saw an article whose title was an evaluation of the overall design of the S City Museum and Exhibition Hall.
Xie Zhi glanced at the blogger of the Weibo, a big V, with millions of fans, who is certified as a wall art lover.
The person behind this Weibo thank you for knowing him. He is a monster and one who genuinely likes to draw.
Xie Zhi clicked on the article with great interest.
Then he found out that the blogger was a fanboy.
- Gu Bai's fanboy.
He finished blowing the museum, and finally landed on the mural at the entrance and exit in the direction of the subway, and began to frantically blow Gu Bai's mural 360 degrees without dead ends.
Both pictures and texts are combined, and the language is particularly relaxed and humorous, which is fascinating.
He also very generously admitted that he likes the author of this mural very much, whether it is the sunset picture that was exhibited in the imperial capital or this basalt aurora, he likes it very much.
His assessment is very clear.
He said: Gu Bai's works are not many, but every piece of work released is refreshing, and he clearly feels his progress.
As long as he can maintain such progress, he must have a place in the future of the world painting industry.
Oh wow.
Xie Zhi put away his phone, feeling that after this wave of slapstick manipulation, Gu Bai was afraid that he would draw a lot of hatred.
But it doesn't matter, with Gu Bai's big strides now, he really can afford this expectation.
Mr. Xie has a good time.
He looked up at Gu Bai, who still had no idea about the influence of his own work, and was still eagerly hoping that the boss would give him a big red envelope, his eyes couldn't help becoming incomparably loving.
Gu Bai stood against the wall, and without disturbing the flow of people, he poked his head there restlessly.
Xie Zhi looked at him like this and felt a little funny.
"If you want to see it, just come over and watch it, and they won't reject you." Xie Zhi said.
Gu Bai is still one of the heroes of the current situation.
"How about that?" Gu Bai shook his head, "It will cause trouble for others."
Xie Zhi smiled: "That's not necessarily true."
This situation is still mutually reinforcing for the time being, but after a period of time, the popularity tilt may become more and more ferocious.
As Gu Bai's reputation grows, the popularity here will be even higher.
Xie Zhi felt that if he were the person in charge of that museum, he would definitely go to the boss to ask for money and appoint Gu Bai as a long-term mural artist.
Xie Zhi thought about it, and saw Gu Bai answer the phone.
Gu Bai glanced at the call notification, and the already happy smile instantly brightened several degrees.
Xie Zhi thought about it, it must be Si Yiming who called.
Sure enough, as soon as Gu Bai answered the phone, he shouted happily, "Mr. Si!"
The call from Si Yiming was very simple, he came back.
Very unwilling, but he couldn't really fight with Gu Lang over there.
On the S city side, he still has to come back to guard, and the painting he placed in the grid can only be temporarily guarded for him for a period of time.
Mr. Si was ridiculed by Gu Lang before he left, and he was in a very bad mood.
Out of some dark thoughts, he didn't tell Gu Lang that he was already with Gu Bai.
When he came home, he wanted to hug his object and be happy, but when he came back, he was in vain!
Mr. Si is not happy anymore.
But before he could express his unhappiness, he was suppressed by Gu Bai's excited and happy voice on the other end of the phone.
He listened quietly to Gu Bai and couldn't wait to share his happiness with him. His unhappiness was like passing clouds of smoke, and it was lightly dispersed.
"That's right, Mr. Si." Gu Bai's mouth continued, "I've finished the painting of Zhuniao, and it's on... the second floor of your house."
After speaking, Gu Bai paused, and then quickly changed the subject.
Si Yiming was keenly aware of a change.
Gu Bai began to try not to use the slightly unfamiliar honorifics.
Although the monsters don't care about the etiquette rules set by humans, but thinking about Gu Bai himself growing up as a human, and substituting it into human thoughts, Si Yiming suddenly becomes happy.
As for calling him Mr. Si, Si Yiming said that he likes to die.
Thinking of the future, Mr. Si has an inexplicable sense of refreshment at this moment.
Wanting to hear Gu Bai calling out to Mr. Ta Si with a sob and sobbing, it was very exciting to think about it.
The Pixiu, who was full of waste, was still extremely honest on the surface: "You are so happy, you can stay for a while."
Mr. Si said thoughtfully, went up to the second floor and put away Zhu Niao's painting with a wave of his hand.
"I'll go send a painting to Zhu Niao first."
"Okay!" Gu Bai answered happily. After hanging up the phone, he simply followed Mr. Xie for a walk along the cultural tourism route.
Xie Zhi looked at Gu Bai, who was in a beautiful mood while eating skewers and humming songs, and then looked at the small snack that Gu Bai had stuffed into his hand every time, and said, "You can actually eat it now. Is it like this?"
When I first came into contact with the food made by Lingzhi, it was very torturous to eat ordinary food again, thank you very clearly.
"I always have lunch with my senior brothers when I go to work." Gu Bai said.
In fact, I'm not very used to it, but I'm in a good mood, I want to eat something, and I want to take a look at this line by the way.
Of course Gu Bai wouldn't choose.
What's more, learn how to make these snacks, you can make and eat them when you go back.
Xie Zhi looked at Gu Bai who was like a young seedling nourished by the spring rain, and a single dog's resentment suddenly rose in his heart.
But there is nothing he can do about resentment, he has no object of liking at all.
Xie Zhi felt that his essence might be a book lover, especially romance novels and legal provisions.
Mr. Xie sighed and began to eat the skewers and candied haws that Gu Bai bought for him.
Because Gu Bai had two bowls of Mala Tang in front of him, he had to free his hands to get one of them.
Gu Bai and Xie Zhi happily ate from the beginning to the end of the cultural tourism line.
This kind of ordinary food is only enough for them to taste, and if they guide it intentionally, it will basically be completely decomposed into a very thin aura before it reaches the stomach.
When they came home in the evening, the two of them even packed a little supper.
The supper was specially brought to Mr. Si by Gu Bai.
It was mostly sweets he hadn't eaten before.
They are some local specialty snacks like sugar and oil cakes. Gu Bai thought it tasted good after eating them, so he simply packed them and brought them back.
Xie Zhi was quite satisfied today. Just as he was about to say goodbye to Gu Bai from the elevator, he received an email on his phone.
The title is very clear.
Gu Bai is sincerely invited to be the long-term mural artist of the S City Art Museum.
Xie Zhi immediately stopped Gu Bai.
"The museum asked you if you wanted a permanent job."
Gu Bai was stunned for a moment, then reacted, thinking of his recent arrangements, and asked, "Working frequency?"
Xie Zhi flipped through the email and said, "It's not easy to rent antique exhibits that can be integrated into one theme. The frequency of work may not be once every six months. You can rest assured."
After listening, Gu Bai nodded and asked, "What about my senior brothers?"
"Since it was sent to me, it means that you are only invited, otherwise it will be sent to your teacher's team work mailbox." Xie Zhi said.
Gu Bai's brows furrowed.
It is obvious why there is such a result, that is, Party A attributed all the credit to him this time.
Mr. Xie said that there are many monsters with influential accounts on social platforms to please Gu Bai secretly.
Especially after Gu Bai was praised by the masters of human painting, they went from flattering secretly to the bright side.
It's not particularly obvious, they are very careful to control the degree, and they don't make ordinary people feel bad, but everyone knows more or less that there is a powerful young painter named Gu Bai.
Xie Zhishou, who knew the inside story, already had a list of monsters who secretly did these things.
Gu Bai knows this. For the boss who doesn't understand art and can only see benefits and data with both eyes, this is the credit of Gu Bai alone.
No one will remember second place.
What a simple truth.
Gu Bai hesitated for a while, and finally pursed his lips, and said in a rare, almost willful way, "I don't cooperate with people other than seniors on team projects. If the museum doesn't accept it, forget it."
Xie Zhi glanced at him in surprise.
Gu Bai pursed his lips tightly: "Others... Others are not as good as my brothers."
Gu Bai knew that he was able to make such a change now, and the senior brothers contributed greatly.
Before getting to know his brothers, he was basically a gourd in front of strangers.
If it wasn't for the brothers who always took the initiative to ask him and invite him to express their views, he would still be a boring gourd.
Gu Bai is grateful to the group of senior brothers who have treated him extremely well. Although these senior brothers have given up the pure art line, they still have some hope in their hearts.
Gu Bai knew that his talent would definitely make the brothers feel a gap in their hearts, but they still treated him peacefully.
Maybe it's empathy, maybe it's a gentle and lenient nature - or it's anything else, Gu Bai doesn't care.
Just as Chong's senior brothers had no grudge against him and offered their help, Gu Bai felt very sad for the boss's behavior of crediting the whole mural achievement to him alone.
"It's not forcing them to find senior brothers, my senior brother is also not lacking such a project as him..."
Gu Bai didn't know how to express it. He was a little anxious. The more anxious he was, the more his mind got stuck and he didn't know what to say.
He was afraid of Xie Zhi's misunderstanding, and the improper wording in his reply caused discomfort to Party A and the senior brothers.
He made two anxious gestures: "That's it..."
"It's the recognition that should be given to the team." Xie Zhi simply cut off Gu Bai's words.
"That's right!" Gu Bai nodded vigorously.
Xie Zhi was not long-winded, and simply replied: "Okay, I know how to reply."
Xie Zhi could understand Gu Bai's thoughts at a glance.
It is not good to rejoice in gratitude, but it is a very good character.
To be able to cultivate Gu Bai like this, apart from the darkness, there is indeed something worthy of praise for human beings.
Mr. Xie looked at Gu Bai's sigh of relief, and his whole heart softened into a puddle of water.
He couldn't help but smile with a gentle face, raised his hand, ready to rub Gu Bai's head, but just as he raised his hand, the elevator door next to him opened.
Si Yiming came out of the elevator, looked at Xie Zhi's soft face, and glanced at him again, and he almost rubbed the hand on Gu Bai's head.
Then he squinted his eyes, and the cool knife pierced Xie Zhi's body with a puff.
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