Walking out of the sales hall, Chen Changfei received another phone call, and after hanging up the phone, he sighed and said, "The previous landlord called and said that the rent was going to rise." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"How much?"

"I don't know yet...... It seems like it's going to be at least doubled......" Chen Changfei sighed.

Both of them were a little silent.

Soaring housing prices and soaring living costs are very heavy pressure on every young person, and when every young person has to bet on a house for the next ten, twenty, or thirty years, how much vitality does the world have?

While walking and thinking about his thoughts, Chen Changfei walked and found that there was no sound behind him, and suddenly paused, only to realize that he hadn't heard Chen Changda's voice for a long time.

I guess it scared this kid.

Chen Changfei turned around and saw Chen Changda behind him, running around.

It rained a little this morning, and a lot of fat snails came out of their dusty shells and crawled around on the young leaves.

Chen Changda picked up a Coke bottle, threw the snail into it, and now he has picked up a small half bottle.

"What are you doing?" Tang Wan wondered.

"Take it back and feed the chickens, the chickens like to eat snails......"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly patted his head: "Ah, there are no chickens at home!"

Suddenly, I felt a little melancholy.

For a half-grown child, leaving home and coming to the big city is full of joy and surprise, but at the same time, there is also unspeakable reluctance, the old yard at home, the old house, and those chickens and ducks, the old dog at home......

"It would be nice if I could be like a snail and carry my house on my back. Chen Changda muttered.

Chen Changfei suddenly stopped and paused there.

Carrying your house on your back? Like a snail?

Once, when Chen Changfei was a child, he also had such naïve fantasies, but this was just a fantasy.

At this time, they were walking in a wilderness.

As the sales lady said before, the vacant land in the vicinity has already been owned, and perhaps these developers are still holding on to the land, waiting for the value to continue to appreciate, and then decide what to develop it into, or sell it out.

It's the height of summer, and this barren land is lush and green, overgrown with all kinds of weeds and plants, like a "garden of herbs".

Perhaps because there are many people looking at the house, in the middle of this land, someone has waded out of a small road, the road is a little muddy, but it can still walk.

Chen Changda became excited, and said: "When the time comes, we will put the house here, where we can level up and grow vegetables, where we can raise chickens, here is the gate, here is the kitchen......"

He was immersed in his own fantasies, and he no longer had the shyness and crampedness of the past, nor did he have any hesitation and uneasiness, just like a child of his age.

It's like all of a sudden, finding a sense of belonging in this city.

Chen Changfei looked at Chen Changda and suddenly became stunned.

Then he jerked behind him, but he felt empty.

When I went out today, I forgot to carry my backpack.

A sketchbook was handed over, Tang Wan couldn't cry or laugh, he was too familiar with this expression.

In the past, when he was by Wei Ke's side, Wei Ke would start to stay stunned from time to time, and then he handed over the sketchbook at this time, and Wei Ke would scribble some of the designs and inspirations that had just come to mind in his heart.

He didn't expect that he would hand the sketchbook to Chen Changfei today.

Chen Changfei took the sketchbook and painted it on the sketchbook.

Tang Wan and Chen Changda both stood behind him, watching curiously.

After all, Chen Changfei is from a professional class, and graffiti sketches are already a skill that practice makes perfect.

His thoughts were still a bit jumbled, and the first thing he scribbled in his sketchbook was a snail.

"This snail is really like!" Chen Changda exclaimed.

But what Chen Changfei wanted was not like, so he quickly turned the page and continued to draw.

The shell of the snail is the home of the snail and can accommodate its body, but what humans need is not only to accommodate the body, but also to need more space.

The shell of the snail is actually their exoskeleton, all the snails, conch and even shellfish in the world, the shells are strange and endless, they are actually according to the same formula, applying different parameters.

It's like God sets a standard and then lets these creatures grow within that standard at will.

As the snail grows, its shell does not grow larger, but keeps getting longer, and if it lives long enough, it can grow endlessly.

Therefore, what Chen Changfei needs is not the shape of a snail, but its meaning and concept.

If there is a kind of house, you can take it with you, and wherever you go, just stuff it into the space and support structure specially designed for it, and immediately integrate with other snail homes.

It feels ...... Maybe more like coral.

Turning the page, Chen Changfei put aside the image of a snail in his mind and began to focus on designing a space where humans can live comfortably.

Chen Changfei abandoned the spiral shape and adopted the cube, but maintained the square spiral layout from the outside to the inside, which is beautiful and stable, but not monotonous.

But soon, Chen Changfei put aside this idea and designed a diamond-shaped structure, and then he began to think about whether he should add some arcs, such as arcs......

Chen Changfei had more and more ideas, more and more things to paint, and more and more whimsical ideas, and Tang Wan and Chen Changda, who were standing behind him, opened their mouths wider and wider.

……

By the time the three of them returned to the studio, the sun had set in the west.

Wei Ke and Nan Ming are both lying on the sofa and falling asleep, although Wei Ke has completed the first draft of the design last night, and Nan Ming also agrees with his design concept, but there are still many things that need to be improved.

Although Nanming is lazy, he occasionally ...... will also be diligent, such as when you want to force others to jump off the building.

If it was in the past, Tang Wan would never be willing to wake Wei Ke up, but at this moment, he really couldn't help it, and stepped forward and shouted softly: "Mr. Wei, Mr. Wei ......"

Wei Ke opened his eyes in a daze, suddenly screamed and jumped up: "Ahhh

"Mr. Wei, you are dreaming......" Tang Wanyi's head was in a cold sweat, what kind of life has Wei Ke been living these days!

Nan Ming next to him was also woken up, and opened his confused eyes: "What? What did I kill?

"Mr. Nan, Mr. Wei, look at this design drawing!" Tang Wan handed the sketchbook in his hand to the two of them.

Wei Ke took it and took a look, and his eyes widened suddenly.

After a while, he looked at Tang Wan and said, "Little Tang Wan, it's amazing! This may be the most valuable thing that our studio has designed so far! It's great, it's not in vain that I have worked hard to cultivate, you are finally out of luck!"

"Mmmm, finally out of Xiao Tang Wan!" Nan Ming nodded again and again beside him.

"Uh......" Tang Wan scratched his head in embarrassment, stood aside, and let Chen Changfei, who was standing behind, stand out: "Actually, it's Changfei's ......"

"Hey!" Wei hated the iron and slapped his thigh: "You, you, when can you be a little promising! You are a designer! Designer, you! Don't patronize others all day long! You work hard yourself!"

"I'll try my best, I'll try my best to ......" Tang Wan scratched his head, there was no way, he later found out that he really didn't have that talent, and he could only be a big housekeeper in this life...... (To be continued.) )