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Its interior continues the flow and movement of the outside, and the shape of the room is almost entirely round, with ceilings, windows, corridors, and rarely square rectangular shapes.

Each of its homes is double-sided, with light coming in from the atrium and the street outside...

It can be external, internal, whole, or partial, and it can give full play to people's infinite imagination...

Carlo. Mira was a devout religious believer, and when he saw the M on the top of the façade, his eyes lit up and he knew that it was a symbol of the Virgin Mary.

Mira's woman's gaze fell on the rose relief, and a bright smile spread across her face.

Perhaps Bai Juetong's plan and Master Berg's plan can be said to be indistinguishable to some extent, but at this time, in the eyes of the people of Barcelona, in the eyes of the Mira and his wife, the answer is self-evident.

It can be described in one sentence, that is, this work should belong here, it can only belong here!

Your romantic building could be found in the same form elsewhere, but it's not, it's a fairy tale of Barcelona!

In this land, no matter if you are a master at the altar level, no matter if you are a palace-level master, as long as you come here, no matter who you are, you will no match for Antonio. Gaudí, this is Gaudí's kingdom!

There was the most enthusiastic applause in the room, and the contempt, contempt, and contempt were replaced by respect.

"Mr. Mira, Ms. Roser."

Duke Güell nodded his head to Bai Juetong, and then he shouted to Mira and the others.

When the two approached, Duke Guill paused slightly and said in a deep voice, "Now it's up to the two of you to make the final decision. ”

"Is it Master Berg's plan, or..."

"Master Bai's work!"

When addressing Bai Juetong, Duke Güell was talking about a master, showing enough respect for him.

Everyone looked at Mr. Mila and his wife, Ms. Roser, and Berg and the other three waited in silence for the result.

I only saw Mr. Mila and Mrs. Mila glance at each other tacitly, and then smiled lightly at the same time.

As they retracted their smiles, Roser picked up Mira and strode towards Ragnar. Osterberg walked on.

Seeing the direction of the two, many guests on the stage showed surprise and puzzlement on their faces, and some of them were even a little dissatisfied.

Batlló and Duke Güell shook their heads when they saw this.

Bai Juetong's face was still calm, but behind him Adrian. Smith, Kurokawa Masayuki, Su Mu, and Banxia's faces turned slightly pale.

They looked at the backs of Mira and the others, not wanting the situation to change.

Carlo. Mira and Madame bowed lightly to Master Berg, apologetic and inappropriate.

And Master Berg also has a full mind, he first sighed regretfully, but then nodded with a smile, and the master patted the shoulders of the two and blessed the couple.

"Master Bai, please forgive us for our previous neglect."

Carlo. Mira and her wife stood in front of Bai Juetong, bowed down again, and said sincerely: "Thank you for making such an excellent work for us. ”

'Bang Bang...'

Loud applause echoed through the circular room.

Time passes at a breakneck pace.

And then after that, El Salvador. Master Dali's plan and Bai Juetong's plan are presented.

Mr. Batlló, and even all the celebrities in Barcelona did not hesitate to choose the latter plan!

On the roof and façade of Casa Batlló designed by Bai Juetong, everyone saw the local myths and legends, the story of St. George and the evil dragon, the glazed corrugated tiles like the back of the evil dragon, and the cross pierced on the dragon's spine was particularly dazzling...

The building is decorated with blue and green ceramics, a strange combination of colors that looks like the palette of Impressionist painters, but the colors are harmonious.

Even if it is a competitor in this program, El Salvador. Dalí has likened it to: "a lake of tranquility." ”

Behind Casa Batlló is the Palazzo Güell.

When Bai Jue Tong showed the great spatial atmosphere of the Palace of Güell was transmitted to reality through paper, when everyone, including the Duke of Güell and Master Mario, had their eyes full of joy and piousness, the final result was self-evident.

The Duke of Güell apologized to Master Mario, who broke free from the support of his servant and stood solemnly in front of Bai Juetong, and the old man personally expressed his gratitude and gratitude to the young man from the East.

He announced the results in a slightly hoarse voice:

"Thank you, Master Bai!"

Bai Hengtong stood in the center of the audience, and nodded everywhere with a calm smile on his face under the warm applause.

Not far away, Mario, Salvador. Dalí and Ragnar. The three masters of Osterberg stood side by side, wry smiles and amazement on their faces.

"It's not unjust to lose."

Master Berg looked at Bai Jingtong and said softly.

"Yes, it only took two months to create a style rooted in this land..."

"Even at this age, I still feel a little unbelievable and unacceptable, as if I was in a dream..."

Mario smiled wryly.

"It's a pity that it's not the descendants of our classical genre."

Master Dalí said in a deep voice: "Otherwise, it may further increase the influence of the major classical schools. ”

The words fell, and the three of them fell silent one after another.

From the mouth of Master Dalí, we can hear a strong admiration, and it can be seen that he attaches great importance to Bai Juetong, but obviously does not think that the classical school that Bai Jingtong is currently in will one day suppress is almost broken.

The classical genre lasted for thousands of years, and who could have imagined that such a deep-rooted, ancient sect would be replaced by a devastating one.

When the guests walked downstairs, Bai Jue Tong undoubtedly became the new focus of the whole process, and was sought after by everyone.

Surrounded by the rich, Bai Jingtong only nodded slightly, but his attitude was neither close nor distant, retaining a moderate sense of distance.

"At the beginning, you ignored your buddy, but today your buddy makes you unclimbable!"

Not far away, the fat man Su Mu looked at the back of his own leader from a distance, and retold with a smile the words that Bai Hengtong said at the door.

There were rich people who walked out in twos and threes with amazement on their faces, and they talked from time to time, and the smiles on their faces became stronger when they painted the scene of not long ago.

The waiting reporters immediately rushed to the rich people, the shutter button of the camera kept pressing, and the flashes came and went.

A microphone pointed at them, and seven or eight questions rang out at the same time:

"Excuse me, sir, have the three masters once again made a stunning work?"

"We in Barcelona will give birth to a romanticism, a classicism, a ..."

"Excuse me, sir, is the designer from China okay now?"

Good guy, this is too tactful, you just ask directly, "May I ask sir, does the designer from China still have a face?" ”