It was 7:20 a.m., and there were forty minutes left before the official deadline for the competition. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the lobby of the N.S.W Art Museum in Sydney, reporters gathered.

At this moment, news came out and continued to be circulated among journalists.

"The designer from China has not yet submitted a plan!"

"Is the designer ready to abstain?"

"It seems that yes, but don't forget, it was because of the announcement of the competition by the designer of Bai Juetong that this little-known competition attracted attention."

"But now, the most talented designers of each genre are participating, and the masters are coming, and he has abstained!"

"Haha, it's a joke, it's a slap in the face!"

"That's big news! The leaders of China's young designers are on the run! ”

"Quick, get the news out!"

......

The lounge inside the N.S.W Art Gallery is home to the masters who have reconstituted the jury.

A staff member knocked on the door and approached, and the former presiding judge, Sha Lining, greeted him, listened attentively, and soon his brows were slightly furrowed.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there is news from the staff."

Sha Lining walked up to the six masters, bowed slightly, and then said in a deep voice: "The team of Bai Hengtong designers cannot be contacted for the time being. ”

"They had contacted the Westin Hotel and learned that the designers of the White Dove Tree refused to be disturbed by anyone."

When the words fell, several masters stared at each other, their faces different.

"Are you ready to abstain?"

Martin. Klaisson asked.

"But... Probably yes sir. ”

Sha Lining hesitated a little and hesitated.

"How can you make such a move as a white designer!"

Kurokawa Kisho, the world-class master of the island country, frowned, and his words revealed rebuke.

The masters reacted differently to this, some were angry, some were careless, some were contemptuous...

The two masters of the modernist school glanced meaningfully at President Masson, who had come with him, and the president of the American branch of the Association of Architects attached great importance to Bai Jingtong in a way that no one could have imagined.

He put on a lot of work, just to meet the oriental designer, and even intended to let him preside over the American Pavilion at the Barcelona Exposition in the near future.

"Young people are always unreliable, how can they take on too high responsibilities."

"No matter how amazing it is, it's always just a flash."

"It is we who promote the development of modernism, carry the banner, and break the axe forward."

Sensing this look, President Masson's face turned ugly, and he didn't want to believe it.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the deadline hasn't come yet."

Once again, Masson chose to trust, only to listen to his affirmation.

"Then we'll wait for him for another forty minutes!"

The master chuckled and shook his head.

Outside, the news spread in various design circles, causing heated discussions.

The designers of the classical schools in Europe gloated, and they left a message:

"There is an old Chinese saying, know the current affairs, know the advance and retreat, and be good at yourself. This white dove tree designer is a wonderful person! ”

"I guess he must have known that he was destined to be Kelly. Miss Neresky sniped, so simply made an excuse to withdraw from the competition. ”

"A coward, coward!"

"What right does such a person have to lash out at the classical genre? He is a disgrace to the modernist designer! ”

"Miss Kelly will prove to everyone who is the leader of the world's young designers."

......

The American modernist designers were in an uproar, and Bai Juetong had a very high status among the modernist designers.

"Impossible, the future master of the modernist field of Bai Juetong designer will never escape!"

"yes, something must have happened."

"Are there any friends who are there? Let's talk about the situation specifically! ”

"I don't believe that the designer is just a bright meteor, whether it is the five points of new architecture or the ten rules of aesthetics, it is not something that can be made by talent alone."

"Designer Bai Juetong, please don't give up, come on!"

......

It was just dawn in the island country, at five o'clock in the morning.

Many designers who stayed up all night, or woke up early, noticed the rumors.

They reacted very calmly, but their words became more and more contemptuous, and they said bluntly:

"It's to be expected."

"Designer Bai Hengtong must have been shocked by the designer of Masayuki Kurokawa, and he was afraid of it, and he didn't dare to oppose it."

"It is worthy of being a rare young leader in our country in a century."

"Island style design will be popular in the world and become mainstream!"

It was three or four o'clock in the night in China, and the number of followers was still the least, some people paid attention, but the discussion was not yet formed, and only a few people were sweating for Bai Juetong.

In a studio at the Westin Sydney City.

Everyone was busy, only the rustle of brushstrokes and paper.

At that moment, a change occurred, someone stopped writing, and the silence of the room was suddenly broken by a loud voice.

"The refining design of the stone mural is complete!"

The fat man Su Mu rubbed his eyes, his hair was greasy, raised his head and said loudly.

"The refinement and design of the sand and stone painting elements are complete!"

Zuo Chao and Chen Lin shouted at the same time.

"The bark painting of the Dream Creation period is complete!"

Qianhe and Guangbai followed closely behind.

Everyone looked at each other, but found that even though they had been sleepless for nearly forty-eight hours, their spirits were extremely high at this time.

Their eyes were attentive, and they looked at each other.

"My Sydney Opera House is complete."

By the window sash, Banxia's gentle voice came into everyone's ears.

They turned their heads together and saw a white sailboat floating on the ocean on the easel, and the curved surface of the white sail reflected the natural beauty of light and shadow...

In the picture, you can see the Harbour Bridge not far away, and the undulating form of the building shell is the most perfect echo of the bridge's form, and these two huge volumes together reconstruct the best view of the city.

The morning sun shines on the sea, and the sea seems to reflect the morning light with a sparkling feeling, and the whole picture is full of romantic colors!

"Sister Banxia, it's so beautiful!"

Qianhe gave a thumbs up and said crisply with a bright smile.

"Let's sort out our drawings first, and time is running out."

Banxia nodded with a smile, glanced at his watch, and commanded.

"Understood!"

"Haha, I don't know what happened to the leader."

"Quick! Fast! Pack it up! ”

"It's exciting..."

Soon, everything was cleaned up and stored in order, and everyone stood outside the door of the room where Bai Hengtong was.

They weren't talking, they just made eye contact.

Of course, the atmosphere in the air grew tense.

Someone looks at their watch more and more often.

The air seemed to freeze, and the movements of the hour, minute, and second hands seemed to be clearly transmitted to the ears.

Some people clenched their fists tightly, and their nails even dug into the flesh.

The big guy stared at the door without blinking.

Crunch...

didn't let everyone wait for a long time, only heard a creaking sound, and everyone suddenly shook their spirits, and their hearts hung in the air.

"Yo, is this the one who sent me?"

A slightly flirtatious voice followed.

The figure of Bai Jingtong appeared in front of them.

"There is less than half an hour left, buddy, and my work has improved again."

Jutong looked at her watch and chuckled.

"Brothers, copy the guys, let's go!"

Holding the rolled drawings in his hand, he paced and saw him waving his hand and shouting loudly.

Behind him, Qianhe, Su Mu, Chen Lin, Banxia, Guangbai and Zuo Chao put down their hanging hearts, revealing a big smile.

Soon, three cars drove out of the hotel's garage.

“go！ go！ go！ ”

The engine roared, and Su Mu's excited shouts came out.