The island country is still the old house, and it is still the room. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the room, there is the head of Mihideko Koyama, a middle-aged man known as Yazawa-sama, and a young girl Hiroko Koyama.

The middle-aged man in a suit knelt in front of them, his head bowed, and his face was a little ugly:

"Master Sect, White Designer... Once again, the commission was refused..."

He said in a deep voice.

The sound of the words sounded, and the atmosphere in the room became a little depressing.

"What's the reason this time?"

Yazawa, who was beside Mihideko Koyama, asked first with a dark face.

Designer Bai said that to build an art museum on this site, two roads must be built, which will cause irreparable damage to the environment and ecology of the mountain forest.

The middle-aged man's voice became weaker and weaker the more he spoke.

In his mind, the Chinese designer is really too pretentious.

What are the reasons for this?

For the first time, they were rejected on the grounds that the location of the land was unreasonable.

Cheng, you are a master, if you say it is unreasonable, it is unreasonable, we respect you!

Wouldn't it be better for us to change the land just for you?

Good guy, this is the second time that you have changed a piece of land, and you said that it will cause ecological damage, and you refused!

Why are you so hard to serve, even if you are a master, you don't do this...

The middle-aged man lowered his head and glanced at the three people in front of him out of the corner of his eye.

Yazawa-sama is clearly suppressing his anger...

Miss Hiroko didn't seem to care, and the surprise and incredulity on her face were more than dissatisfaction...

As for the sect leader Mihideko Koyama, he still couldn't see the reaction, his face was calm, and his eyes were not shocked...

"In ancient China, there was a saying that there were three visits to thatched houses."

After a long time, Mihideko Koyama opened her mouth and said, "Then why can't I follow suit." ”

"You re-commissioned Designer Bai."

Mihideko Koyama thought slightly, followed her black and white eyes to reflect the subordinates in front of her, and she said in a deep voice: "In my name, invite Designer Bai to come to the island country, and let him personally choose the land that meets the conditions and satisfies him!" ”

Her words fell, and the eyes of several people in the room were about to pop out.

They really don't know that there are so many design masters in the world, why the sect leader values this Chinese designer of Bai Jue Tong and has such a great tolerance for it.

Yazawa opened her mouth to say something, but she didn't want to, but before she could say anything, she was swept by Mihideko Koyama, and she opened her mouth and shouted, "Yazawa." ”

The middle-aged man's body tensed, and he immediately bowed his head after answering.

On this day, a large lecture hall in the architecture department of Jingcheng University in China.

The classroom is very lively, and there are staff, professors and lecturers coming and going from time to time.

Formally dressed designers, assistants, and teams began to arrive one after another.

The architectural activities initiated by Mr. Pan of Hongtian Real Estate Company and several professors from Jingcheng University at the foot of the Great Wall have gained a certain popularity in Asian design circles after several months of publicity.

Known as the 'world's avant-garde construction project', it is a promotion and attempt of residential architecture.

It was given the nice name of 'Commune at the Foot of the Great Wall'.

Reporters who had been contacted in advance also arrived with their fellows and were interviewing outstanding young designers from various Asian countries.

"May I ask the designer of Cheng Xiaoxiang, what do you think of this project?"

is a Korean designer, Seung Hyo-sang, he wears gold-rimmed glasses, and has a polite appearance.

"This is a challenging and historic design event."

"I feel very honored to have accepted the invitation to design."

Seung Hyo-sang nodded to the reporter, he spoke Korean, and there were students from the Korean Department of Gyeongseong University who were interpreters.

"I wonder if you're still satisfied with your design?"

The reporter continued to ask.

"I'm very satisfied, and I think it's going to be one of my masterpieces."

"This time, the organizers have invited 12 outstanding young designers from across Asia, I wonder if you know enough about other designers?"

"Except for one designer in China, I should know the others, they are all very good designers."

"You mean Mr. Zuo Chao?"

"Yes, I had never heard of that name before that."

Cheng Xiaoxiang smiled lightly and nodded in reply.

"Excuse me, do you know Designer Bai?"

Several reporters glanced at each other, thinking something was going to happen, and they quickly asked.

"You mean the white designer?"

"I'm an admirer of the white designer, and although the white designer hasn't been honored yet, I think he can already be called a master."

Cheng Xiaoxiang responded seriously.

"This Mr. Zuo Chao is a member of the white designer's studio."

The reporter introduced.

"I see, I'm looking forward to his performance this time."

said so, but the expression was full of indifference, and even contempt could be clearly felt.

An up-and-coming designer from Singapore, Chen Jiayi, is also being interviewed.

When he was asked whose work he was most looking forward to, Chen Jiayi replied:

"I'm looking forward to the work of Zuo Chao's designer."

"As we all know, Zuo Chao designer is a member of Bai Hengtong Studio, although he has never had the rest of his works, but I think just the weight of Bai Designer's four words can make us look at him differently."

Seiaki Furuya, an up-and-coming designer of the island nation, is interviewed.

"I am very honored and apprehensive to be selected as one of the 12 young designers in Asia."

"Yes, my design style this time has a certain degree of breakthrough..."

"Among the other designers, I have dealt with several Cheng Xiaoxiang, but I am very unfamiliar with the Chinese Zuo Chao designer, and I don't know what form this Zuo Chao designer's design style will take, which I am very curious about."

"You're saying he's a member of the White Designer team?"

"That's really enviable, and it's even more exciting!"

......

In the venue, interviews were conducted one by one, and gradually some people found that it seemed that in all the interviews, each designer mentioned the same name to a greater or lesser extent.

During the conversation, 11 designers from Asian countries expressed their expectations for Mr. Zuo Chao.

Maybe it's a real expectation, maybe it's a fake expectation, maybe it's just a good show...

It seems that these casual mentions have put Zuo Chao in everyone's field of vision.

To a certain extent, it can be said that this is the root of human inferiority, and it has nothing to do with good or bad.

Eleven of them are outstanding young designers from all over Asia, but no one likes to watch a person who can be ranked with them just by virtue of the name of Master Bai Juetong!

During the interview, a stout and burly man appeared at the door.

The man had dark skin, and it seemed that it was rare to wear a black suit and a white shirt, but he looked a little restrained.

His massive size stretched his suit and shirt as if they were about to explode.

One of the designers who was being interviewed stopped their movements, and they looked at the man at the door in unison, looking like they were smiling...