After the Spring Festival, more than a month has passed unconsciously. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

By mid-March.

The national pavilions of various countries have entered the final stage, among which the United States Pavilion has been completed as soon as possible, and the venues have begun to be sealed.

The China Pavilion has also kept up with the progress under the operation of nearly 100 people taking turns to rest.

Except for everyone in the China Pavilion team, no one can guess what kind of transformation is taking place inside the four-meter-high green wall.

Bai's studio in Barcelona is a bit messy, with drawings and drafts piled up everywhere.

On one side of the wall, there are three panels, each with a different perspective, in which architecture and environment, architecture and nature coexist.

Bai Hengtong was wearing a long gown and a stubble beard, his tall and thin body stood in front of the drawing board, and his gaze slowly swept over the large and small pictures again.

The first panel depicts a work completed a year ago.

The second panel, which was completed half a month ago, is the Batlló apartment for Mr. Batlló.

The Casa Batlló continues Gaudí's artistic approach, but the white dove has subtly reconstructed the soul of modernist architecture.

It is shaped in the style of the Gaudí masters, also without edges and corners, all in a soft wavy shape, and also in the main hall on the first floor of the apartment, the most essential part of the whole house, where Batlló's family lived, with a separate entrance and staircase.

However, the interior of the hall is full of modern crafts.

At the top of the room is a huge spiral, like a whirlpool of the sea, and in the center of that whirlpool is an anemone-like ceiling lamp.

The main hall also features a modernist-style courtyard that provides outdoor space for large-scale events.

The façade of Casa Batlló is entirely decorated with blue and green ceramics, a strange combination of colors that looks like the palette of an Impressionist painter from afar, but the colors are surprisingly harmonious...

Its terraces are designed like skulls, the pillars are like bones, and the roof is like the back of a fish covered in scales...

The colors of Bai Jingtong's paintings are very soft and delicate, and the design is like a fairy tale moved to the bustling Garcia Street in Barcelona.

In the picture, under the sunlight, the colorful collage glass of the apartment is constantly reflected, refracted, and intertwined with light, which is dazzling and exciting.

On the third panel, there is the Güell Palace, designed for the Güell family.

The plot on which the Palais Güell is located is located in a narrow alley near the Théâtre de la Récheux on Boulevard de la Ramblas.

Under the composition of Bai Juetong, it can be seen that it is difficult to see the whole picture of the palace from the narrow alley, and the appearance of the Guier Palace is also inconspicuous.

But its essence lies in the magnificent, splendid and luxurious interior.

The whole building of the palace is hidden in the narrow alleys, and the exposed cast-iron eagle carved gate makes the whole building unusual.

On the roof, there are 20 colorful chimneys made of finely broken colored bricks, which shine like a kaleidoscope in the sunlight.

Inside the palace, the ceilings and pillars are carved with delicate art decorations, and the cast-iron terraces are the pinnacle of wrought iron technology.

The seemingly neat appearance is actually a complicated construction method, and the winding design from the gate to the stable is a pioneering achievement in the design of the space...

It's an epic piece.

It has the delicacy and charm that is not inferior to Western classicism, but it is actually the essence of modernism.

Her eyes fell on the final drawing, and she was chewing on the harvest again.

Immerse yourself in the emotional and artistic world of Gaudí's masters, construct your own soul in the works of your predecessors, and step on the shoulders of giants to move forward.

After a long time, in the quiet studio, Bai Juetong let out a long breath.

He stepped forward, gently removed the paintings, and rolled them up one by one.

Put the scroll into the specially prepared picture tube, and don't forget to mark it.

After the end, she came to the drawing table and began to carefully sort out the messy drawings, classify the three drawings and fold them in order.

The weather outside the window was still good, and in the sunlight, I could see the particles of dust floating and swaying in the air.

At this moment, her heart is very quiet and calm, although her hair is long and she has no time to comb it, although her beard is a little messy and slaggy, her eyes are transparent and peaceful, as clear and clear as a lake.

After putting away the plan to be submitted to the three rich nobles, Jue Tong didn't stop, he rolled up his sleeves and began to clean up.

There was no broom in the room, so she leaned over and picked up the large scraps of paper, and then took a piece of white paper to put the fine scraps together.

Once everything was cleaned up, the studio was back in order and organized.

She glanced at the small room, a smile on her face.

He pushed open the door of the studio, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Banxia by coincidence not far away.

"Done?"

Outside the corridor, Banxia's body was facing the bright sunshine, and the girl looked at the dove with wide eyes, looking for movement, and asked tentatively.

"Hmm!"

Jue Tong looked at Banxia in a daze, and after a long time, he seemed to understand something, and nodded vigorously.

He has almost completely entered the state for more than a month, and often forgets to eat, which makes people worry but dare not bother.

"That's good."

Banxia exhaled loudly, and her delicate pretty face finally bloomed with a good-looking smile.

As soon as she slipped through the smoke, she ran to the juntong, first stretched out her little hand and touched the stubble on the chin, and then flicked the latter's hair.

"Look at you, what has become of you."

Banxia said with disgust.

As she spoke, her voice suddenly stopped, and she looked Bai Jingtong up and down carefully, as if she remembered something, the smile on her face became stronger, and she said to herself:

"You're now, reminds me of the first time we met."

"Let's go!"

"Miss Ben will take you to comb first, and then give you a haircut herself."

Pulling Jue Tong's arm forward, after not taking a few steps, Banxia rested his head on the latter's shoulder again.

"You know, in front of the Louvre in Paris, when I first saw you..."

"I thought to myself, how can this homeless man be so young, how can he be so eccentric..."

"I thought to myself, should I give him some food..."

"When the homeless man pointed out the bottleneck of my paintings, I was shocked..."

"When the homeless man grabbed my paint, I remember I was a little overwhelmed..."

"Who would have thought that when I saw the homeless man again, it would be on the live broadcast of French Télévision..."

"He's like a big hero..."

The two departed, and words came back from afar.

Banxia carefully washed his hair, put a cloth on him, and then picked up scissors and skillfully operated...

The black hair kept falling in the girl's black and white eyes...

After cutting his hair, he let Jue Tong go half a way, and when Jue Tong closed his eyes leisurely, Banxia began to deal with the messy scum again...