In the rest room, Banxia stood behind Bai Jingtong, and her slender and delicate fingertips gently pressed the latter's head. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Bai Hengtong was dressed formally, his hands were on his thighs, his waist was straight, his eyes were closed, and his expression seemed to show enjoyment.

Banxia asked softly with some distress:

"Tired?"

In the past four months, I have almost crossed the United States on a special plane, giving lectures and designing plans, and the whole person is like a wound clockwork.

Hearing this, Bai Jingtong suddenly opened his eyes, did not hesitate, and only replied affirmatively:

"Tired!"

After a pause, the dazzling light in the depths of his eyes became more and more dazzling, and Bai Hengtong said in a deep voice: "But the responsibility that belongs to everyone can never be escaped. ”

"Now that you have enjoyed the glory it brings, bear the mission it has given you."

Banxia listened, a little bit didn't understand, but she was even more distressed.

"And to be able to witness the pace of my own progress in the world, and to witness the world that has been changed by myself, is it not an inspiration."

Jue Tong said again.

When the words fell, the two fell into silence again, and Banxia continued to pinch Bai Jingtong's head to relieve his fatigue as much as possible.

Time passed slowly, and at more than five o'clock, Bai Jingtong glanced at the time and said softly:

"It's almost time."

The body immediately stood up, turned around and opposed Banxia.

Banxia raised his head slightly, stretched out his hand to straighten his clothes, and straightened his bow tie.

Big eyes looked up and down, and a good-looking smile appeared on his face: "Handsome!" ”

"No, don't look at whose boyfriend I am."

Bai Jingtong grinned.

"Let's go."

Grabbing Banxia's hand, he stepped out to the door.

The two walked out of the room to the garden inside the American Institute of Architects, which was already bustling with activity, with more and more people entering with invitations.

"Brother Tong, Brother Tong! We're here! We're here! ”

As soon as I walked in, I heard Qianhe shouting in the distance, and looked to the place where the sound came from, but saw Qianhe lying on a wooden chair and waving her arms desperately.

The guests who came and went in the garden were all alarmed by Qianhe's voice, frowned slightly, and after seeing Qianhe and a few people, and then noticed Bai Juetong's face, his face immediately recovered, and they all smiled and nodded in the direction of Juetong.

Bai Hengtong led Banxia to Su Mu and Qianhe, and stopped from time to time to have a polite conversation with the surrounding guests.

"You guys came early."

In front of the garden, a small altar was erected, and Suki, Qianhe, Masayuki Kurokawa, and Adrian. The three Smiths sat very far forward.

Bai Jingtong glanced at them and said with a smile.

"Hmph, we ate a bunch of snacks next to us, and we came over when we were full."

Qianhe pointed in one direction, and the interface responded.

"Tong'er, let's go back to China tomorrow after tonight?"

Su Mu followed and asked.

"What, don't want to go back?"

"Hey! I'm homesick! ”

......

Sit down next to you and talk a few words with a smile.

Many people arrived one after another, and several modernist masters arrived one after another.

Jamie. Derek, Seamus. Cevas, Dieter. Rams and the others exchanged a few words to Bai Juetong, and then sat next to Juetong.

Many of Chicago's billionaires also arrived, as were political officials.

At six o'clock, everyone was seated, and only President Masson was seen standing on the podium in front of him.

Masson's gray hair was carefully groomed and well-dressed.

His face was ruddy, and his body stood straight.

Holding a copy of the speech in one hand, President Masson slowly swept his gaze over the people in the garden, and finally looked at Bai Juetong with a smile.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you very much for taking time out of your busy schedules to attend today's evening."

"As we all know, in the last four months, our country is changing..."

"Our habits, our way of life, and everything more will be benignly affected..."

President Masson made a statement.

The guests in the audience listened carefully and nodded their heads from time to time.

"And the impetus for all this comes from a young gentleman, a great designer!"

President Masson's voice was raised, and as he spoke, his gaze turned to the direction of Bai Juetong.

At this time, the guests also looked at Bai Juetong's position with smiles.

Sensing the gaze from all directions, Bai Juetong nodded to everyone, and then looked at President Masson.

Beside Bai Jingtong, Qianhe and Su Mu sat up straight, their faces smiling, and their mouths grinning.

They obviously feel the same honor as they relate to it.

Kurokawa Masayuki's expression seemed to be calm, and he looked at Bai Jue Tong deeply, as if he wanted to engrave his figure in his heart.

Adrian. Smith was silent, no longer in the mood for a fight.

Bai Jue Tong no longer belongs to the group of young designers, but to the banner of modernism and pioneers.

"This gentleman, this designer is from China, he is our Mr. Bai Juetong!"

"Thank you to the designer Bai Juetong!"

President Masson said in a loud voice.

At the same time, Ma Sen also bowed deeply in the direction of Bai Juetong, and continued for several seconds before standing up straight.

The audience burst into loud applause.

"After consultation with the American Institute of Architects."

"During this period, it was unanimously approved by all the designers."

"In recognition of the great achievements made by the designer to the American modernism and to the United States, we will present a special award to the designer tonight..."

President Masson paused slightly, took a deep breath, and burst out in a deep voice:

"On behalf of the American Institute of Architects, I will only present the Gold Medal Award for American Architecture to the designers of the White Dove Tree!"

"Please come to the stage as a white dove designer!"

Under the gaze of everyone, Bai Hengtong stood up from his position, bowed slightly to express his gratitude to all directions, and strode forward.

Applause rang out again.

Qianhe and Su Mu's hands were red.

The Gold Medal Award for American Architecture is the Institute of Architects' highest award to designers who have made outstanding contributions.

Even a master who has reached the level of the house cannot be awarded without special achievements.

A staff member approached with a tray containing medals, certificates and a check for $100,000.

Bai Hengtong Station to Milo. Masson's in front of him.

President Masson excitedly hugged Bai Juetong, and his hand patted the latter's back vigorously, and his mouth couldn't stop expressing thanks.

His eyes were red and his body was shaking...

Anyone can tell Milo. Masson was thrilled from the bottom of his heart.

As the president of the American Institute of Architects and the head of modernist architecture, Masson's biggest dream in life was to push modernism further, and now that he finally sees hope, how can he not be excited.

Gurus, magnates, politicians, and guests applauded again.

President Masson solemnly presented the certificate, medal, and check to Bai Jingtong.

followed the two of them to stand on the stage and take a group photo...

In the recorded photos, President Masson and Bai Jue Tong both show their white teeth and bright smiles...