Chapter 151: Going to See Banxia (Ask for Subscription)
Mizuki University is destined to leave a lofty place in the history of modernist architecture. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Whether it is the five points of the earlier new architecture, or the ten laws of beauty of modern architectural technology later, they all have innovative significance for the whole modernist architecture.
For the development of the genre as a whole, it is even more incomparable.
It can be said that with just these two theories, Bai Jingtong's contribution to modernism has surpassed the achievements of all the masters who have entered the house.
In the largest conference room of the International American Architects Chapter, the president, vice president, and all the directors were present.
They are nominating the lead designer of the American Pavilion at the International Expo, which will be held in Barcelona in two years' time.
World Expos are divided into two forms, one is a comprehensive World Expo and the other is a professional World Expo.
Its biggest feature is that it has been held for a long time, the scale of the exhibition is large, there are many participating countries, and the influence is far-reaching, and it is known as the 'Olympic' event of the world's economy, science and technology, and culture.
The upcoming Barcelona Fair is of special significance to all art schools around the world, because it is a professional World Expo with the theme of 'World Art'!
It's a feast of global art genres, the best opportunity for their respective genres to come to life and even promote their influence, and there is no better global opportunity in a decade than to miss out.
"I suggest that Seymour. Master Chevaste was shortlisted. ā
On the seat, a middle-aged man with a somewhat bald body raised his hand and said in a loud voice.
Seymour. Chevaste was a very prestigious master of American modernism.
"I had a phone call with Master Seymour not long ago, and I learned that Master Seymour has made a new breakthrough on the road, and may be only one step away from the temple level, I think it is only fitting for Master Seymour to preside over the American Pavilion in Barcelona!"
The middle-aged man continued.
As soon as his voice fell, another lady next to him also raised her hand:
"I recommend that Jamie. Master Derek is a shortlist for example! ā
"Master Jamie has also made a breakthrough on the road of advancing modernism, and I believe that Master Jamie will be able to earn the most dazzling achievements for modernism at the Barcelona Fair!"
Jamie. Master Derek is also a modernist master.
Milo. President Masson nodded in agreement, and these two masters, the leaders of modernism in the United States today, and the designers of many landmarks on all continents, were shortlisted one after another.
Just when the directors and chairmen present thought that the list had been set and that no one was qualified to compete with these two masters, President Masson slowly raised his hand.
Everyone's eyes fell on him, speculating on who the president would elect.
But I didn't expect to hear President Masson say in a deep voice:
"I recommend..."
"Will be the dove tree. White designer for example shortlist! ā
His voice was very deep, and as soon as it sounded, it caused an uproar among the people in the conference room.
"Let an Oriental designer design our American Pavilion?"
"Dove Tong. Designer Bai is too young, and he is only a newcomer to the palace, which will be a means for other genres to attack us! ā
"He only had one actual modernist work and it was still under construction..."
The room exploded, and everyone refused.
In this expo, all schools are the top and most authoritative designers, not at least the palace level, but also the house, Bai Hengtong no matter how you look at the qualifications, is too lacking.
"How did several masters make a breakthrough?"
Milo. Masson glanced at everyone and said only one sentence, and everyone was dumbfounded.
The five points of new architecture and the ten rules of aesthetics make the footsteps of modernism set sail again!
The masters of each level who have entered the hall have developed successively because of the study of the two major theories.
In the end, Chairman Masson and many of the modernist directors took a step back, and they decided to give Bai Hengtong some time, if he has new and good enough modernist works to be handed down in the next six months to a year, then he is eligible to be included in the candidacy, otherwise even if he is an advocate of innovation theory, he will not be considered!
In the capital of China.
In the blink of an eye, more than ten days have passed, and the time has come to January 18th, just after the New Year.
Bai Juetong Studio will also officially enter the annual leave stage.
At noon on this day, the big guys had lunch together, and followed Qianhe and the fat man got a lot of very exquisite window flowers from nowhere, which were cut out by the old people themselves, and they were red and very festive on the glass.
Not only that, but they also pasted Spring Festival couplets on the doors in the house and in front of the courtyard.
"What's this posting?"
Jue Tong leaned in front of the door, looked at it, and read word by word: "Shanglian, all lakes and seas are spring." ā
"Xialian, thousands of rivers and mountains are full of brilliance."
"Horizontal Batch: Vientiane Update."
"Not bad, fatty, who wrote that?"
"That's good!"
"Brother Tong, it was sent by a few professors!"
Qianhe responded first.
"Old Chen, they?"
"Hmm!"
The dove tree has been looking at it for a long time in front of every window flower and every pair of Spring Festival couplets.
Then he returned to the hall, where the big guys and all the big bags were gathered.
"When are you going home?"
Jutong asked.
"Tonight's train."
Zuo Chao replied angrily.
"I'll go to the train station with Chaozi in a while, my afternoon car!"
Chen Lin also agreed.
"Brother Tong, I'll be on the plane tomorrow morning."
"I'll be there for a while, too."
"I have to stay for a few days, and the flight in a few days is booked!"
......
One by one.
"Pay attention to safety on the way home, and hang up the phone when you get home!"
She smiled and nodded.
As he spoke, he took out a stack of red envelopes from his pocket: "It's almost the New Year, give everyone an early New Year's greeting, and send a red envelope!" ā
"Qianhe, take it..."
"Hey, I said you don't want to push it off with one hand, and quietly pulled the pocket open with one hand."
"Why, you still want me to stuff it in your pocket?"
"Fatty, buy a dress for our sister and prepare more New Year's goods for our mother!"
"Chaozi, take it, you want me to stuff it in your pocket too?"
"Sister Qian, hey, it's still Sister Qian's refreshment, why don't I send this and plan to grab it directly..."
"Zhang Gong, Lu Er..."
......
"Okay, don't mushrooms, it's time to catch the train and catch the train, let's go, I won't send it!"
"Don't forget to hang up the phone when you get home."
"We'll see you in the next year!"
"Bye-bye..."
"Happy New Year..."
"Sister Qian, I can give you the key, come back when you are free during the Chinese New Year."
......
Soon the noisy house was empty, and only Jingmo and Jingtong were left.
These days, in fact, it is not just the torment between two people, but the growth of three people.
The changes in Jingmo were seen by Jing Mo, and Miss Feng, who had never known what her troubles were, became sad for the first time.
For the first time, she realized her mistake, no matter what big mistake she made, her father would wipe her ass, but he would never punish her.
But this time, Feng Jingmo was silent, she secretly cried many times in the night alone, until Jingtong gradually relieved and returned to normal, Jingmo breathed a sigh of relief.
In the past ten days, she seems to have grown a lot.
There have been countless opportunities for her to admit her mistakes to Jue Tong, but when it comes to opening up, she is always timid.
"Jingmo."
"When are you going back?"
Jue Tong looked at Feng Jingmo who was in a trance, and shouted out loud.
"Huh?"
"I... I haven't bought a ticket yet. ā
Feng Jingmo shook his head and bowed his head in response.
"That's right."
"It just so happens that I have some things to do when I go to Shanghai, so you can go back with me."
"I'm a little relieved that you're alone."
Jue Tong nodded and said.
"Good!"
Feng Jingmo raised his head suddenly, grinned, and said continuously: "Then when are we leaving?" ā
"I made an appointment with Hengxin to pick up the ring tomorrow, and we'll leave after taking the ring."
His body stiffened, and the joy that had just emerged hung on his face.
Jue Tong glanced at Jingmo puzzled, and then sat on the sofa by the window.
At this time, there are snowflakes falling outside the window, and they are getting bigger and bigger...
Jue Tong took out his mobile phone:
"I sent the big guys away, and I felt a little reluctant..."
"It's snowing in the capital, I don't know what the weather is like in Shanghai, I really want to meet you, I guess it won't be too far that day."
Jutong was ready to surprise Banxia and did not reveal it in the text message.