Zhou Chonghan had a dream, in the dream, Song Qiaobi and Xiao Yuan were holding hands and walking into the wedding hall, he chased after them from behind and yelled at them, but they turned a deaf ear, he had no choice but to run over, and when he was about to run to them, Xiao Yuan and Song Qiaobi suddenly turned around, Xiao Yuan was holding a child in his hand, and the child shouted at him: "Dad!" ”

Zhou Chonghan was startled and woke up, cold sweat dripping.

The next day, he was called back to the North Courtyard and went straight to the dean's office.

The dean is an old friend of Zhou's father and a fellow villager, but after Zhou's father retired and returned to his hometown, he lost contact, and yes, how can people make profits if they are not in their position?

However, the dean admired Zhou Chonghan and felt that half of the reputation of the North Courtyard was due to this great talent.

Therefore, as soon as Zhou Chonghan came in, the dean stood up first and greeted him with a smile: "Welcome home, Xiao Zhou." ”

Zhou Chonghan is not the kind of naïve person, people give him a step, and he is willing to go down the ladder, things are things, people are people, and this has to be carried clearly.

"Dean, are you polite, or are you willing to give a ...... face" The words are up to the point, no more, no less, just right, which can be understood as ignoring the past suspicions, but also as a thank you for this hospitality.

The dean handed over the cigarette, it was an olive branch, he also caught it, his head burned on the side, and when he looked up, the dean was already looking at him in the smoke with a cigarette in his mouth.

The eyes are more inquisitive, more interested, and more expected.

"Let's not beat around the bush, there's no need, we are all smart people, especially you, who have studied both Chinese and Western, have seen the world, a lot of truths, self-evident, naturally understand......"

Zhou Chonghan held a cigarette and was silent and did not speak.

The dean continued, "To be honest, I don't think that's your style either, you're not that kind of person......"

"Hehe, what kind of person am I?" Zhou Chonghan smiled.

The dean also smiled: "I said it, smart man. ”

Zhou Chonghan understood, to put it bluntly, he was not smart when he signed the petition before, not to mention not smart, he was simply not smart! If he stood on the opposite side, standing in the position of the dean, and looked back at himself, he would inevitably shake his head and laugh and sigh - this man is so unintelligent!

"However, people, there will always be times when they are smart and confused, and these are nothing...... In the past, the designers of the project team were also young people, young people, and there were impulses, after all, the loss was not big, it was just a pass in the circle, the north courtyard was still the north courtyard, the project was still that project, and it was not enough to make a petition jump, and it seemed so unconfident......

Zhou Chonghan listened to this, and pondered in his heart, it seems that this matter has been pressed down, the project still has to be done, the building in Shun'ankou District has to be demolished, and the building has to be built.

The dean noticed Zhou Chonghan's face change slightly, and smiled again: "I know you don't just want to see the project destroyed, you didn't mean to be here......"

Zhou Chonghan raised his eyebrows and looked at him, his heart was empty, but he couldn't reflect the original meaning of his words.

"You're a young man to me, too, but the difference is that you're a talented young man, and I've been thinking about that for the past few days...... Now that I think about it, it's my fault, although arrogant is often used in a derogatory sense, but I always feel that it is a neutral word, impartial, to describe a certain type of people, arrogant must have something extraordinary, and vice versa. How can a talented person tolerate other people's revisions to his work, how can he bear to sign his work with someone else's name...... It's an insult! When the dean said this, he was a little excited, his face turned red, he patted his legs, and pointed to the pile of drawings on the table, as if he was Zhou Chonghan's defense lawyer at the moment, excusing his stupidity.

Zhou Chonghan felt that the dean's words were a real insult, he not only misinterpreted him, but also greatly obsessed him!

But he matured, he did not show it, nor was he in a hurry to explain, and continued to smoke, his face was calm, and he remained silent, waiting for the next step from the dean.

Zhou Chonghan understands this set, first talks about a big truth, then plays an emotional card, and finally throws the demand,

Sure enough, the dean began to speak earnestly: "Xiao Zhou, I heard that you, there has been something going on in this family recently, and you can understand it...... It's all a coincidence, and it's reasonable to be in a bad mood...... I can't listen to what they say, the north courtyard has raised a white-eyed wolf who fights in the nest, this is not for you, now the public institutions are reformed, and the treatment is not as good as in previous years, and they are all part-time jobs...... It's not sold here again! It's just that for you personally, it has a bit of a reputation impact, and we don't want to make it too desperate, after all, they are all relatives and friends...... So, we're doing our best to protect your reputation. ”

Zhou Chonghan still remained silent, only tilted his head slightly, hooked the corners of his lips, and did not smile.

The dean thought that he really listened to it, and he was energetic, and he was also a designer, so he naturally talked eloquently and quoted scriptures.

In the last step, he knew how to recycle, sat down, took out a piece of paper, and handed it to Zhou Chonghan: "I said so much...... It's very simple, just this piece of paper, in fact, it doesn't matter, but Beijing also has to go through a formality, asking you to sign it, explaining that this petition is just a personal act of defending the rights of your own work, and has nothing to do with the project, and the North Court has also signed it, ensuring that your title as chief designer and your ownership of the work cannot be modified without your consent...... In short, it was just a misunderstanding. ”

Zhou Chonghan didn't look at the paper, the cigarette in his hand was left with a buttocks, and the straight line of smoke rose to the sky, and if it was scattered, it was scattered.

"What if I don't sign it?" Zhou Chonghan suddenly asked, and the dean was stunned when he asked, and blinked for a long time: "What do you mean?" ”

It's cold, and the atmosphere is cold all at once.

If Zhou Chonghan laughs at this time, or even just says a word, just kidding, it is estimated that this atmosphere can be warmed up.

But he just calmly repeated the phrase just now.

It's the same signing, the last time I was hesitant, this time it's refreshing and neat.

"Zhou Chonghan, don't be open-minded, do you think this project is the meaning of the North Courtyard? Is it the developer's meaning? Think about it, here! The dean pointed to the earth and then to the sky: "Who is bigger?" Who's up to say? Who's paying? ”

Zhou Chonghan extinguished his cigarette and said: "For me, I only care about the building itself, the environment, the construction conditions, etc., as for the rest, I am powerless to think." ”

"You!" The dean was directly angry there, he was really angry, angry at how this kid was so ignorant.

"I'm sorry, Dean, I know your sincerity and kindness, but I really can't sign this word, otherwise I will not only betray my original intention, but also falsely claim to be an architect." Zhou Chonghan looked resolute.

The dean is not unfamiliar with Zhou Chonghan's expression, since his expression, even ten cows can't pull it back. The dean also felt hurt, not only by his words, but also by his expression, how dare he show him this expression?

And, what does he mean? Sign a letter, and he will become a sinner through the ages? What about him, the dean? Could it be that a few years later, he would make a statue of him and kneel in front of his statue of Zhou Chonghan? Let the crowd spit and fingers?

So, the dean frowned, hating this arrogant boy, he was really embarrassed, so he simply frowned and slapped the table: "Okay, you're so backbone, aren't you?" Then you get out of here! Get the hell out of the North Yard! Better get out of Kuncheng, I'd like to see how you mix it yourself! ”

This dean is really angry, don't scare Zhou Chonghan, how can people mix up? It's really possible to mix better than him, and mix for a long time.

When he returned to China, he was just for being close to his parents, Kuncheng, named Kun, or Peng, the sky and the sea, Pengcheng thousands of miles, and the spirit of the earth was also a masterpiece, or, because of Kuncheng, it also became Kuncheng.

He is the support of this city, the core of this city's buildings, the dean, putting the cart before the horse.

But Zhou Chonghan didn't think too much about this, what he was thinking about was how to explain to his family, and after thinking about it for a few days, he couldn't hide it, so he confessed to his parents.

Zhou's mother was so angry that she almost fainted, yes, she had to almost faint every time, but she really couldn't faint, or how could she scold him for being a bad descendant, not wanting to forge ahead, being virtuous with his father, toasting and not eating and drinking......

His father was calm, closed the book, led him to the study, closed the door, and was not in a hurry to ask, got a set of exquisite tea sets, washed it, scalded it, and soaked it again, which made Zhou Chonghan on the side feel a little hairy.

The old man is really calm and leisurely, restrained and free, and has the demeanor of a general.

"No one can keep the bottom line, let alone the bottom line of art?" The old man finally spoke, and sank into the sofa like a psychologist: "What does the building build?" Build an art, but also build a person...... If you do this, I fully support it, the environment of the North Courtyard, if you don't go, it's not a place where people who do architecture should go, if you want to create a zào, you have to lose comfort. The old man sighed, closed his eyes, meditated for a moment, and then said, "If I had come out of the campus a few years earlier, maybe I wouldn't have come to this point, and I wouldn't have achieved anything!" At that time, I always thought that resignation would be a top priority, and it must be known to the whole city, and it must be made uproar, but then I thought about it, in this world, apart from life and death, which one is a big deal? ”

Father Zhou continued: "It's far away, it's close, that is, you can control your own destiny." ”

Zhou Chonghan can also say this, but his father's previous paragraph makes some sense, in the final analysis, if you put your mind on others, you have to be controlled by others, and if you return to yourself, it will inevitably seem selfish.

He was wandering when his father suddenly leaned over and asked, "Where is Song Qiaobi?" Are she and the baby okay? ”

is stabbing Zhou Chonghan's heart, he also wants to know, but where does he know?!

I still have to find her, at least to sue her, to let her relax, he will not delay him to earn money if he loses his job, but this time, he can spread his wings and fly high.

However, it is easier to find Song Qiao, the phone was completely turned off, and everything on the Internet disappeared. The next day, he ran to Xiao Yuan's door and knocked on the door, no matter who opened the door, even if it was a fist as soon as he opened the door, he couldn't care!

As a result, no one answered the door, and then went to Song Qiaobi's unit, people went on vacation, and then went to Du Qin's residence, but there was no one, the sky was dark, there was no light at all, Zhou Chonghan suddenly had a bad premonition, and then stepped back, and looked at the door carefully, lifeless, not moving, and there was no sign of opening......

Just like Song Qiaobi to him, he closed a certain door forever, no matter how he knocked on it, he never entered.

He was depressed, so he had to retreat back and retreat far away from her, was she satisfied? This retreat, retreated to a person, the person screamed, Zhou Chonghan almost screamed, when he turned around, it turned out to be a man, the light was fading, the dark corridor, no one could see who it was, only touched the outline, thin and slender.

Zhou Chonghan felt that this person seemed to have seen it somewhere, and was doubting, and suddenly, the man said in despair: "I can help you find Song Qiaobi, can you help me find Du Qin?" ”。