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When the group arrived in the capital, it was already dark, around eight o'clock in the evening.

"Fatty, you send Banxia and Qianhe to Mizuki University first, and then go back."

"Masayuki and I have to go to a meeting."

At the capital airport, Bai Hengtong patted Su Mu's shoulder and asked.

He seemed to be in a hurry, and looked at his watch several times in two sentences.

The words fell, and he said three or two more love words in Banxia's ear, and then turned around and left quickly with Kurokawa Masayuki.

The two were still wearing suits, each holding a briefcase in their hands.

Got into the black car that had been waiting outside the airport for a long time, and the car immediately started and left.

Stopping in front of the government office building of the Ministry of Housing and Urban-Rural Development in Haiding District, Beijing, a young girl who looked like a secretary in front of the building kept looking at her with an anxious face.

"Designer Bai, you're here."

As soon as the car door opened, the girl hurriedly greeted her, and said, "Minister Chen, they have been waiting for a long time." ”

"You come with me."

In the corridor of the office building, the footsteps of a group of three people sounded a little hurried.

They stopped in front of the conference room at the back of the hallway.

'Knock knock...'

There were three knocks on the door, and almost simultaneously there was an answer in the room.

The door was opened, and there were about thirty or forty people sitting in the room, all of whom remained quiet, and when they saw the three of them enter, their eyes suddenly condensed.

"Designer Bai, looking forward to you day and night."

Sitting in the front row, a middle-aged man with a very dignified face took the lead in standing up and greeted Juetong.

Stretching out his hand, a smile appeared on his face, and he said in a deep voice.

"Minister Chen, I've kept you waiting, the flight is a little late, and I'll rush over as soon as I get off the plane."

Bai Hengtong shook hands with Minister Chen, and explained with a hint of apology.

The middle-aged man in front of him is the minister of China's Ministry of Housing and Urban-Rural Development, and it can be said that he is in charge of domestic designers of all sizes, and there are really not many people who can make this big guy wait.

"No, it's your hard work, and you rushed over after more than ten hours of flight before you could get a break."

Minister Chen was very understanding.

"President Xue, long time no see."

Xue Lao also walked over at this time, and Bai Hengtong stretched out his hand and shouted respectfully.

"Designer Bai, your commotion in the United States this time is not small."

Xue Lao was in good spirits, his face was ruddy, and his eyes were full of amazement when he looked at Bai Jingtong.

"Let me introduce you, this is Lao Wu, when you called me in October, we were about to make a decision to make Lao Wu's plan a selected plan."

"At first, I was still hesitating, but Lao Wu stopped him after hearing that you were going to bid, saying that he must wait for your work to be completed before giving an answer."

There was an older man standing next to Elder Xue, and President Xue opened his mouth to introduce.

"Old Wu, let you wait."

Bai Hengtong bowed slightly and reached out to hold Wu Lao's palm.

This Wu Lao, who is 81 years old, is an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences and the Chinese Academy of Engineering, and is the oldest generation of designers.

He wasn't tall, slightly fat, and his small eyes were always smiling.

"No, it still depends on your work."

Wu Lao replied softly.

After a few simple greetings, Minister Chen, Chairman Xue, and Wu Lao sat back in their seats and handed over the lectern in the conference room to Bai Jingtong.

Masayuki Kurokawa opened the briefcase he was carrying, took out a laptop inside, and quickly connected it to the data port of the projection.

After everything was done, Masayuki Kurokawa looked at the white dove in front of the podium and nodded lightly.

"The flight was delayed, which made the leaders and seniors wait for a long time."

Bai Jingtong glanced at the people sitting in the conference room, paused, and then opened his mouth: "What is modernist architecture?" ”

"Is it territorial? Is it reinforced concrete? Just industrial, icy? ”

"I think my answer is no."

"The theme of this Barcelona Exposition is world art, so what is the art and culture of China, and how to express it in an appropriate form in contemporary times, this is the direction I am mainly considering this time."

Bai Jingtong put his hand on the podium, and his deep voice echoed in the conference room.

"In China, for thousands of years, people have been accustomed to enclosed spaces, whether they are courtyards in the south or courtyards in the north."

"Independent and complete local spaces produce a sense of security and belonging..."

"In the design of my China Pavilion, I take the courtyard as the core, and I want to explore the contemporary Chinese courtyard and architectural form."

Jue Tong paused slightly again, and said in a deep voice: "If there is anything wrong, I hope that the seniors will correct it in time!" ”

After a brief beginning, Bai Jue Tong made a gesture to the side of Masayuki Kurokawa.

The latter nodded, and clicked on the video animation on the computer, which appeared on the projection screen in front of him.

In the conference room, the minister of the Ministry of Housing and Urban-Rural Development, Xue Lao, Wu Lao, as well as experts and judges, looked at the animation intently.

They were really curious, curious about what kind of answer the young man in front of them who had stirred up the whole of America would give.

The picture slowly unfolds, and a four-meter-high blue brick wall appears, which seems to enclose heaven and earth.

The Chinese courtyard pays attention to the enclosure of the four directions, the middle of the hidden qi, the breath directly through the universe, the pursuit of 'the unity of heaven and man', this is the spirit of the Chinese courtyard.

People often say, there is no wall and no courtyard, no enclosure does not hide gas, and the wall determines the scope of the yard and separates the inside and outside.

The perspective keeps getting closer, stepping into the courtyard gate, entering the gatehouse, passing through the shadow wall, and finally arriving at the courtyard...

After layers of transition, only one step was taken and suddenly opened, and the entire courtyard was displayed in the eyes of everyone.

The pupils of the leaders and designers in the room suddenly contracted, and they immediately took a deep breath and continued to look at the changes in the picture.

The courtyard is not big, the style seems to be the Jiangnan courtyard garden, the techniques and culture it uses belong to that land, but it is clear that it is not after a closer look, as if it has been undertaken, it does not belong to the past and belongs to the modern era.

In the center of the garden is a shallow water feature, with a faint central axis of the water feature, the left side is surrounded by a corridor to continuously lead the viewer forward, and the right side is the exterior with small bridges, rocks, trees and shrubs, and the end point of this exterior scene is also leading to the forefront...

The animation keeps advancing, and what you can see in the room, whether it is an eighty-one-year-old Wu Lao or a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, his eyes are getting bigger and bigger.

Stepping on the corridor, the corridor winds in a suitable place is arranging Chinese artworks, looking out from the corridor, the columns separated seem to be picture frames, just to frame the picturesque scenery.

Walking from the exterior, you will pass through trees, rocks, sky, land...

One sand and one world, they seem to naturally exude a culture that belongs to China, and you can know that this belongs to China just by looking at it.

"Whether it's a promenade or any other building..."

Wu Lao's face was serious, and his eyes were extremely sharp: "It is not a copy of our ancestors' things. ”

"It is to discard the things, elements and even aesthetics that contemporary people don't need, retain its core and connotation, and re-express it with modern habits, craftsmanship and new aesthetics."

"The whole courtyard naturally contains a kind of Chinese cultural heritage..."

The picture continues, and the two roads reach the end together, which is a two-story building that exists as the main exhibition hall.

The building is covered with a herringbone roof that looks like it has grown out of the earth, but it looks more like it hovers over the earth.

Its façade, between the window sill and the ceiling, is a large glass with a metal window frame, and the contrast between virtual and real is very strong.

The moment this building was introduced to everyone's eyes, everyone's eyes opened for the first time, and they all held their breath.

It seems to be alive, initial, archetypal, a texture that transcends time.

Enter the interior of the building.

Bai Juetong began to show everyone his mastery of natural light, as if the light of nature was at his disposal.

The interior space is full of life, with light flowing on the east, south and west sides of the hall, with the brightest part of the light pouring down from the skylight to the side of the staircase of the building.

The east, west, and north sides of the exhibition hall are enclosed and have special uses, but they are darker in comparison...

"This should be a form of Chinese residential architecture in modern times."

In the conference room, a middle-aged woman muttered to herself.

"Designer Bai has a deep understanding of Chinese culture, this courtyard, this building, it seems that every sand and stone has something that belongs to the ancestors."

A middle-aged man with glasses nodded and followed.

"I don't understand, I don't understand."

Wu Lao frowned, and said in a deep voice: "What is its cultural core?" ”

At the end of the animation, everyone looked at Bai Juetong.