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He stood in the center of the demo and began with this series of slightly rude movements.

The audience was silent at first, and then the scene exploded, and the reporters kept pressing the shutter button excitedly and excitedly, and the magnesium lights lit up again and again!

The discussion is coming and going!

Many people were a little embarrassed when they noticed the moment they were shocked by Zuo Chao before, so their disdain became more and more undisguised.

The lecture hall scene was a little out of control.

The faces of several judges in front of the stage also sank, and they looked at Zuo Chao dissatisfied.

"Look at you, you still want to use the light of other people's white dove tung to do publicity."

The old professor frowned, and he said to Mr. Pan in a reproachful tone: "A grain of mouse feces can spoil a pot of porridge." ”

"Don't just ignore it, but also make a joke about a good architectural avant-garde engineering project and advanced experimental exploration of residential buildings."

Mr. Pan's forehead continued to break out in cold sweat, his face turned red and black, and after a while, he replied with a dry smile: "Professor, hasn't Designer Zuo started to demonstrate yet?" ”

"He feels uncomfortable dressing, what's wrong with taking off his clothes, let's not look at this!"

"Maybe when he shows his work, it will be a miracle or a treasure!"

When he said this, he said that others, and he Pan alone had 10,000 disbeliefs in his heart.

Hearing his comfort, the old professor only snorted coldly, and then looked at the rough man on the stage.

The lecture hall was full of discussions, ridicule and contempt, but in the corners of the back row, several young people with different characteristics looked at the stage with a smile.

They saw the recklessness, courage, and aesthetics of violence in the previous actions of Zuo Chao!

What is this room full of ridicule and contempt?

What's the point of this house full of unfavorable?

They don't care!

It doesn't matter if you're a professor or a judge, if you're an outstanding young designer in Asia, if you're a student journalist...

To put it mildly, these people really don't take it seriously in their eyes!

A few people only care about the only one on the stage, as long as he is good, it is enough, and it is complete!

On the stage, in the face of overwhelming accusations, Zuo Chao only stood up straight, at this moment, he was not the slightest nervous and depressed.

He only felt that all the shackles, all the disguises, were removed.

He feels that his heart is very free, free, free, and happy!

A pair of bull's eyes were blazing, Zuo Chao's gaze slowly swept over the staircase classroom, his arm rested on the podium, and his eyes fell fixedly in front of him, which seemed to be the direction of Bai Hengtong's studio.

didn't tell Qianhe, didn't tell Guangbai and Chen Lin, and didn't inform their leader, Bai Jingtong.

Before that, it was because of lack of self-confidence.

After that, he decided to shoulder the glory that belongs to himself and to Bai Juetong's studio!

"This is my war alone."

Zuo Chao said in his heart.

"Good afternoon, everyone, I'm Zuo Chao."

As soon as Zuo Chao spoke, a deep and powerful voice immediately echoed in the staircase classroom: "I'm from..."

There was a slight pause in his second sentence.

It can be seen that at the same time as these words sounded, although many uninformed people in the audience were still chuckling, their relative attention was concentrated a little.

Zuo Chao took a breath, followed by the voice that exploded: "Bai Hengtong Studio!" ”

As the words fell, most of the students, some of the invited architectural critics, designers, and magazine editors froze suddenly, and then they all showed disbelief and surprise.

"This big guy belongs to the team of white designers?"

"Won't it?"

"Can't you?"

"Is it the Bai Jue Tong Studio that we all know?"

"I heard that the designers of Bai Juetong Studio are all one in a million, one in a hundred thousand, and they are destined to be future masters!"

"Legendary Studio!"

"Why hasn't this person seen before?"

......

"My God, it should really be from the white designer team."

"If you think about it, the other eleven participants are all up-and-coming young designers from various countries, and we don't seem to have heard of this one."

"The organizers are not stupid, can they really put people who have nothing in?"

"Definitely not!"

"That's right, that's right!"

"As a member of the white designer team, how can I live an up-and-coming honor!"

......

Suddenly, everyone's eyes looking at Zuo Chao on the stage changed.

"It's... This big man looks... It seems that there is really a different temperament. ”

"yes, I didn't think it was just now, but now it does look quite unusual."

"How many people do you think dare to take off their suits and roll up their sleeves on this occasion?"

"I often see Bai Juetong Studio in the news and in major magazine reports, and this time I can be regarded as seeing the live Bai Designer team members!"

......

The direction of the wind changed in the blink of an eye.

Everyone in the judges' table was a little dumbfounded.

They have a deeper understanding of Bai Juetong's prestige in China!

The faces of the eleven outstanding designers from all over the world became a little ugly after communicating the changes to each other, and they became more and more dissatisfied...

Looking at Zuo Chao, Cheng Xiaoxiang and the others sneered in their hearts, and only waited until he finished his demonstration before continuing to make trouble.

Why?

Is it just because he is a member of Bai Juetong's studio, is it just because of Bai Juetong's existence, this migrant worker seems to be able to be a peasant man to be able to stand side by side with them? Can you suppress their limelight?

Thanks to Zuo Chao, he didn't know the mental description of a few people, otherwise he would have to hold his head high, be angry and dantian, and answer in a loud voice:

"Hey! You're really right, I really took care of the leader, and it's because of the boss that I have today! ”

Feeling the difference in sight, Zuo Chao was proud, and at the same time, he wanted to maintain the reputation of Bai Jingtong Studio from the bottom of his heart.

He clenched his fists, and then said in a deep voice:

"My plot for this project is on site eight."

"It's a ravine, and it hardly has any flat ground..."

As he spoke, Zuo Chao turned on the projection behind him, and photos of the field survey appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"After repeated investigations, after repeated thoughts..."After the picture demonstration, Zuo Chao looked serious and said word by word: "I decided to abandon traditional architectural practices. ”

"I did not follow the practice of 'three links and one leveling', nor did I abide by the principle of 'seven links and one leveling'."

"I will take the Great Wall as my teacher and learn from the construction of the Great Wall!"

"I'm not going to do the ground preparation, I'm going to let the bottom of the building match the undulations of the terrain!"

"The Great Wall almost disappears from view along the rolling ridges, but it never emerges from its surroundings..."

"The Great Wall is never an isolated individual..."

Zuo Chao said slowly, he paused, serious and reverent: "So, I will make my building disappear!" ”

After that, some people in the jury felt ridiculous, felt that they were talking nonsense, and they wanted to accuse them when they opened their mouths...

The eleven designers and the full house of students were also shocked.

But before everyone's words could be spoken, Zuo Chao added: "Thank you Brother Tong, in the design process, Brother Tong has made a great help to me." ”

The voice fell, and everyone muttered the word 'Brother Tong' in their hearts, and the words that came to their mouths were swallowed back.

The questioning judges' faces turned red and coughed dryly...

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Shake the pot! Broken jar broken!

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