Chapter 196: Ren Guangbai's Bishi Show (Subscription Requested)
Bai Juetong's second lecture has obviously received the attention of countless people from all walks of life in China. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Constantly pushed, brought up in society as a whole.
Magazines, newspapers, and the media are all vying to report on it, and scholars and experts are publicly making reports and praising them.
Of course, there are many refutations and controversies, but in the general environment, they cannot cause any waves.
In this all-round and far-reaching promotion, the Ministry of Housing and Urban-Rural Development, the Cultural Affairs Bureau and other government parties have made indispensable contributions.
The name of Bai Jue Tong has faintly become a special existence in the domestic design circle.
"Thank you for your advice!"
In the study room of the Bai Jue Tong Studio of Mizuki University, a young designer who looks about thirty years old said respectfully.
"You're polite, and I've learned a lot from communicating with you."
Bai Hengtong waved his hand and said with a smile.
"I won't continue to disturb Designer Bai's time."
The young man bowed slightly, ready to leave.
Bai Hengtong sent him to the door, watched him leave from afar, and then returned to the house.
After the speech, so many designers came to his studio every once in a while, and Bai Juetong was not stingy, constantly proposing, guiding and on-demand.
These designers are the future and seeds of China's design circle, and one person cannot promote the general trend, but must spill the idea and lead the followers to carve out the road together.
"Fatty!"
After the modification, the hall is more suitable for the studio, and the hall is swept around, among which Sister Qian is busy, and the interns are also studying, but none of the young people such as Qianhe and Guangbai are there, and they can't help asking:
"How many of them are Guangbai, Zuo Chao, Qianhe, and Chen Lin?"
Not far away, Su Mu was trying to hold on to the block, and when he heard this, he stopped in his hand, his brows furrowed and he thought: "Today seems to be the time for Guangbai's graduation project to be displayed." ā
"Guangbai is preparing for a demonstration at Beijing University, and the rest of them are estimated to accompany him to see the excitement!"
After saying that, Su Mu lowered his head again and stared intently at the model in front of him.
Her eyes were picked, and a gentle smile appeared on her face.
He thought of what he looked like when he was first called into Guangbai, at that time Guangbai was thin and small, but his temper was stubborn and stubborn, and he was being despised by his classmates and teachers in school.
Guangbai's design concept was not recognized, and everyone judged that he had no talent for design.
It's a very lonely little boy.
But this has grown up to this point in the blink of an eye, thinking of this, Bai Jingtong actually has a sense of accomplishment in his heart as a parent watching his children become successful.
The footsteps towards the workshop turned involuntarily, paced lightly towards the door, and walked out of the studio alone without calling anyone.
He wanted to witness Ren Guangbai's transformation, and he wanted to know if the butterfly that had shed its cocoon would bloom with dazzling light.
Jingjing University, an auditorium for architecture students to do their graduation projects.
The graduating students sat in their seats and waited, looking at their expressions as if they were more or less nervous.
In the slightly backward position, Ren Guangbai looked resolute, his fists clenched tightly, he was waiting, there was a scorching fire in his heart.
Guangbai was still lonely among his classmates in this auditorium, but at this time, he was surrounded by rough men Zuo Chao, Chen Lin, and Qianhe.
Several people have also completed the completion of the project and received high praise, and they came together today to cheer up Guangbai!
"Those few people sitting next to Ren Guangbai are all from Bai Hengtong's studio, right?"
"Yes, and those are from the same class as us."
"All with us?"
"Damn, why are their lives so good!"
The exhibition had not yet begun, perhaps to ease the mood, and the auditorium began to hear a light discussion.
There are eyes from all directions, directly or indirectly, looking at Ren Guangbai and the four people.
"I'm really envious, what is the status of the designer in China now? That's awesome, to be able to establish the studio he established, not to mention anything else, as long as he works hard for a few years to gild, a proper domestic first-line designer! ā
"You said we don't know what will happen in the future, but these people have been ahead of us for I don't know how many years before they graduated."
"It's all fate, they have a white dove tree designer cover, what do we have? We can't just work our own! ā
The sourer the voice, the louder it became, as if it was deliberately let Ren Guangbai hear it.
"It's not like shit luck was chosen when the studio was first established."
"What do you think someone's design talent is? Which of us here is not better than him? ā
"Hey, yes! At the beginning, some professors directly persuaded you that you are not suitable to be a designer, so you should change careers. ā
"What's the use of walking shit luck? When it's time to show, is it a mule or a horse that can't be pulled out for a walk? ā
"Designer Bai is such a leader-level designer, and there are times when he is blind!"
......
Listening to the criticism, Qianhe, Chen Lin, and Zuo Chao's faces couldn't help but sink, and even Qianhe was ready to step forward with a black face.
Unexpectedly, Guangbai was the most calm, as if he was not the protagonist of the discussion, he pressed Qianhe with a calm face.
At the beginning of the commentary, there were a group of seven or eight middle-aged men and women who looked like teachers, holding notebooks in their hands and walking in with serious faces.
The teachers seemed to pause for a moment before entering, their eyes scanning among the students, and finally faintly looking at the crowd.
In the front row of seats in the auditorium, the teachers sat one by one.
They sorted through the paperwork and waited for the time to start.
"The kid in that corner just now is Ren Guangbai, right? That official member of the White Dove Tree Studio? ā
A teacher asked in a low voice.
The identity of the official members of Bai Hengtong's studio cannot be ignored even by these teachers or professors, and they are even a little envious.
"Yes, the gray one."
"Those guys next to him don't seem to be from our school, right?"
"It's also from Bai Juetong Studio, there are Mizuki University, Jingcheng Jianzhu University, Jingcheng University of Technology..."
"They just finished the design not long ago, and I heard from the teacher that the work is very amazing and the concept is outstanding!"
The teachers paused slightly, only to see someone sigh:
"It is worthy of the Bai Jue Tong Studio, and now it is rumored in the industry that the Bai Jue Tong designer is the most beneficial, and the future is destined to go down in history."
"What do you think Ren Guanbai's plan will look like this time? I've heard of this kid before, his works..."
The words came to an abrupt end, and his face showed a hint of meaning, and then he shook his head.
"Who knows what it looks like, just wait and see."
"As a member of Bai Hengtong's studio, Ren Guangbai has pressure on his shoulders."
"No matter what, there is no doubt that this kid has a good life!"
"Not to mention the students, even us teachers, professors, or designers outside are envious."
......
In the midst of the discussion, the time for the formal commentary came, and some teachers walked to the stage and began to announce the rules and precautions.
'Knock knock...'
Just then, there was a sudden knock at the door.
The knock on the door was so crisp that it immediately attracted the attention of many people, and the sitting teacher and the teacher on the stage frowned and looked at the door.
They thought it was a late student who was about to reprimand, but when they saw the figure clearly, their eyes suddenly widened and they were stunned on the spot.
"That..."
"May I come in?"
"Don't worry, I won't disturb your work."
"I promise!"