The jury room for the design competition for the Sydney Opera House in Australia. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, the atmosphere in this conference room is a little weird, and the expressions of the judges are particularly contradictory, that is, excited and entangled.

In front of each of them there are three documents, which are not long ago Kelly. Neresky, Adrian. Application documents for Smith and Masayuki Kurokawa.

The jury was eager for the competition to be noticed and for a master to submit their proposals, but this really came, but it made all of them a little overwhelmed.

"These... These future masters are all here for Mr. Bai Jingtong? ”

After a long time, a judge at the conference table broke the silence, and his face was still a little suspicious.

"Otherwise, you think our competition attracted them?"

There were burly judges dressed in black who sneered.

The conversation between the two fell, and the room fell silent again.

After a while, someone squeaked again, it was a white lady in her thirties, and she seemed a little confused when she heard her words.

"What the hell is going on?"

"The situation is beyond our control."

This woman's voice resonated greatly with the judges in the conference room.

"God knows what these big guys will do when they go crazy."

"Yes, I've heard my friends talk about the fact that there are already a lot of masters in Europe who are paying attention to our competition."

"No, not only the United States and Europe, but also the island nation, Masayuki Kurokawa is the son of Master Kisho Kurokawa."

"Hey, this reminds me of an old Chinese saying, where immortals fight and mortals suffer."

"I wonder, can we decide the outcome of this competition?"

The conversation ended again with such a rhetorical question.

It also makes them helpless.

The jury is to score the comments of the submitted works in such a competition, they are the deciders, but good guys, these four designers who are now late, no matter which one they are, they can't make a decision easily.

"In any case, Prime Minister Cahill and the city of Sydney are going to make a lot of money this time, and they may get a landmark project proposal for 5,000 euros."

And humane.

"What do you think the final outcome of this competition will be?"

After feeling powerless, the judges simply let go and gossiped like ordinary designers in the outside world.

It didn't look like a participant in the center of the storm at all, but like a theater!

"Obviously, this is a war between the classical school and the modernist, and the heirs of the Nelisky family want to snipe Mr. Bai Jingtong!"

"Although the designer of Bai Juetong is a newcomer to the palace level, the result this time is really not certain."

"Each of these gentlemen is a future leader of their own genre."

"What do you think, Mr. Sha Lining?"

The conversation at the conference table was pulled away from the Dutch designer Shalinin in the main seat.

The judges looked at Sha Lining.

With gray-white hair, black-framed glasses, and neatly ironed sleeves and collars, Mr. Sha Lining sat very straight at the waist.

He pondered for a long time before he said in a deep voice:

"I don't dare to assert either, but it seems to me that Kelly. Miss Neresky has the best possible possibility. ”

"First, the Nelessky family has a very long history, and the Milan Opera House comes from her family."

"Second, Australia is a member of the British Commonwealth and has an inextricable relationship with the United Kingdom, and the Neresky family has a very deep foundation in the United Kingdom."

"Thirdly, the opera house belongs to the genre of classicism..."

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Bai Jue Tong Studio, Beijing, China.

After the fat man Su Mu said what he had discovered, the crowd frowned and fell into thought.

In front of everyone, Bai Hengtong closed the book in his hand and put it on the coffee table next to him, he did not interrupt his companion's thinking, but leaned back on the chair and looked at it with a smile.

From time to time, pick up the tea cup and take a sip comfortably.

Suddenly, there was a shout.

"Lao Bai!"

Following the sound, I saw Banxia walking from a distance with a document in her hand, and her steps seemed to be a little hurried.

"What's wrong?"

Jutong tilted his head, looked at Banxia, and asked.

"Just earlier, young designer leaders from Europe, the United States and island nations all announced their participation in the opera house competition."

Banxia stood beside Jue Tong, and as he spoke, he handed over the document in his hand.

The fat man, Qianhe, and Chen Lin came back to their senses, looked at each other, and eavesdropped on the news.

"Come on, come on, that's what the competition is."

The dove is still a little careless.

Open the file and look at the contents.

"But..."

Banxia's face showed some concern: "This time is a little different. ”

"These designers are the most prominent heirs of their respective genres, and it seems that they want to snipe... Snipe us. ”

"They all come from very unusual backgrounds, and they are leaders from all genres."

Listening, Su Mu's faces were obviously a little grim, and some of them took out their mobile phones to search for information, and their faces became ugly when they looked at them roughly.

On the other side, Jue Tong raised his eyebrows:

"Huh."

"That's interesting."

Inside the folder, page after page of content is viewed.

Kelly of the classical genre. Neresky, the modernist Adrian. Smith has the most dazzling resume and the most works.

But the information of these two people was passed by by Juetong in a flash, and he didn't care.

On the contrary, when he saw Kurokawa Ya, who looked like a noble son of the island country, his movements slowed down significantly, and his face also showed some interest.

Masayuki Kurokawa, a family of architects, and his father is a world-class architect Kisho Kurokawa.

In the memory of the doom, there is also such a person as Masayuki Kurokawa in another world, and the information about him is strikingly similar to the Masayuki Kurokawa in front of him.

This was the real factor that attracted his attention.

The two world island countries have very similar development trajectories in the field of design, but in that world island country has reached the fifth stage of development.

But the world has only just entered the third phase.

The vein of the architectural design of the island country began with the Meiji Restoration, and the first stage was imitation, imitating Western European architectural styles.

The original wooden structure was gradually transformed into a mixed brick and wood structure or a masonry structure of 'Western-style architecture'

The second stage is - accumulation.

Before the end of the 50s, the island country was in the post-war economic recovery stage, and the housing shortage was serious, so a large number of construction began to begin, and this stage was the stage of accumulation of the island country's construction volume.

The third stage is the present moment - integration.

In the island country, there are abundant architectural creation activities, active architectural trends, and excellent works and new theories frequently appear.

Designers in island countries want to integrate local culture into their designs and find their own position in the integration of each other.

Jue Tong looked at the information, constantly recalling the information of the two worlds.

This Kurokawa Masayuki's father, Kurokawa Kisho, is the representative and leader of the island country in the current third stage.

And if it continues to evolve according to the trajectory of another world, Kurokawa Kisho should become the pioneer of a new phase, which will usher in a new era of architecture and industrial design in the island nation.

"Interesting, in the two worlds, although this Masayuki Kurokawa appeared at different times, he will go the same way."

She became more and more interested in this competition.

He put the document in his hand and patted Banxia to signal her not to worry.

Jue Tong stood up suddenly, his eyes fixed on everyone.

"What are you looking at?"

He asked suddenly.

"Tong'er, don't underestimate these designers."

"They are simply the lords of the novel..."

Several people were originally putting their heads in front of the fat man and looking at the information he checked on his mobile phone, and exclaimed from time to time.

Hearing Jue Tong's shout, they raised their heads, but there was still panic in their hearts, and Su Mu was even more worried.

At some point, the sun was setting in the west, and afterglow was shining through the sky.

The red afterglow fell behind Jue Tong, and the straight figure was set off like a god's mansion.

Qianhe, Zuo Chao, and Chen Lin were all stunned when they looked at it, and the words in Su Mu's mouth stopped halfway.

Sunset was sketching the figure of the dove tree, her unremarkable face, and the corners of her mouth gently raised with a convincing charm.

"Pack up, let's go to Sydney in two days."

"Brother will take you to the hero and heroine of the sadistic novel!"

Jue Tong said.

Beside him, Banxia stood with his hands tied, and a smile appeared on his beautiful face.

Looking at the dove at this time, no matter what surprise, no matter what worries, all turned into conviction!