"Recently, there are two things in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang Provincial Architecture Forum, which have attracted very high attention."

The black Aston Martin took the lead, leaning on the passenger seat during the day, looking out the window a little lazily.

And at this moment, Sicong, who was driving the car, suddenly said.

Behind Aston Martin, Gu Sangyu, who was sitting in Xie Mi's cigarette car, had a face full of resentment, and her little hands were tugging at the corners of her clothes back and forth.

"Sang Yu, what do you want to do with this little resentful woman?" Xie Miyan drove the car, saw Sang Yu's appearance in the front mirror, and joked a little funny.

Since Sicong occupied the car during the day, this little girl has always had such an expression.

In her little brain, if Sicong's car hadn't broken down, wouldn't the passenger seat during the day be hers!

Since returning to Huaguo, this little girl cherishes every minute of time with the day.

"Where are the two things?" Looking out the window during the day, he asked a little casually.

"The first thing has a lot to do with our studio, and the second thing should have nothing to do with us." Sicong held the steering wheel with both hands, and the middle finger of his right hand habitually tapped his rhythm.

"Oh?" Hearing that it had something to do with his studio, the corners of his eyes hooked during the day and looked at Sicong.

"World Architecture Day on 1 July." Sicong paused and continued: "And the annual Yangtze River Delta Architectural Design Competition will start the award ceremony on that day. ”

"This year's award ceremony will be held in Shanghai."

The Yangtze River Delta Architectural Design Competition, jointly organized by the architect associations of Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai, can be said to be the highest award in the construction industry in the most economically developed place in China.

The annual award ceremony is held in three places in turn, last year in Jiangsu Province and this year in Shanghai.

World Architecture Day was voted on on 9 June 1985 at the 63rd Board of Directors of the International Union of Architects (IAU) in San Francisco, USA.

In order to promote the common progress of architecture and thank those who have created living space for mankind, the conference passed a resolution to designate July 1 as the "World Architecture Festival" every year.

"Twenty days to go, why hasn't the invitation from our studio arrived yet?" With a thoughtful expression on his face, he asked.

'Poof'

Sicong laughed violently when he heard the day's question, rolled his eyes a little speechlessly, and said jokingly: "Are you so sure that people will invite us?" ”

"You must know that judging from the news published on the website, there are only 58 design institutes invited to this competition, and even fewer studios are invited!"

"I heard that it is because the three provinces are ready to jointly raise the influence of the Yangtze River Delta Architectural Design Competition to another level, so the threshold has become higher." Sicong continued to explain.

The convoy drove into the city center and began to slow down.

"The bar is getting higher?!"

The lazy look in the car suddenly disappeared, and his voice suddenly rose up, and he said:

"So what? Even if you only invite one studio, you have to have Sunshine! ”

The morning sun shines through the car window and on the face during the day. During the day, his eyes are bright, with amazing confidence and domineering.

At some point, Sicong turned on the team's walkie-talkie, causing a conversation between the two to ring in more than a dozen cars at the same time.

The moment the walkie-talkie sounded, everyone consciously turned off the music and stopped the chat.

In the dialogue, Sicong deliberately guided and hung everyone's hearts, not caring about what awards they had, but paying more attention to the day's answers.

'The captain didn't disappoint them! ’

When the domineering voice of the day fell, more than twenty people had a bright smile on their faces at the same time.

That's right, even if you only invite one studio, you have to have us!

We are the threshold, we are the gold content!

During the day, he is the captain of their Sunshine and is their leader. If the leaders are all instigated, then what momentum does this team have?

After this inspiring conversation, Sicong turned off the intercom, his expression became a little serious, and continued:

"Well, we are indeed in the invited studio, and the invitation should be available in a few days."

Sicong paused, his eyes became a little sharp, and he said with some seriousness: "I heard that Huaguo Mueller is very active this time. ”

"Someone saw Jimmy in a clubhouse in Shanghai. Maurizio Sarri with the jury. ”

Sicong's voice fell, and the atmosphere in the car seemed a little dull.

During the day, his right hand pinched his eyebrows, making a thoughtful look.

"Not only that, but Jimmy is also doing a good job in guiding public opinion." Seeing that he did not speak during the day, Sicong added again: "There are often new projects on major platforms and architectural design magazines. ”

"I have seen it very well, Mu Lao and Lao Rui's abilities have been greatly improved."

"The eighth squad, consisting of eight foreigners, took our place, and many of the new designs were brought with them. It has gathered a large number of fans on the Internet! ”

Bai Bai understood what Sicong meant, this time was different from the Qianjiang Cup Design Competition, that time the Jiangsu and Zhejiang Provincial Architectural Design Institute did too much, and the quality of his project was not improved to this level.

But this time Jimmy's means are obviously higher, on the one hand, the quality is high, and on the other hand, the public opinion is well guided.

"Otherwise, we will use some means to at least pull public opinion towards us." Sicong said with some hesitation.

Listening to Sicong's words, he didn't make a sound during the day.

After a long time, I only saw Bai Bai exhale, his eyes returned to clarity again, and he asked in a flat tone:

"Sicong, how do you think our fantasy park compares to their work?"

"Needless to say!" Sicong's reaction was a little fierce, and he immediately said loudly: "Although their work is good, it is not comparable to our design at all. ”

"Wouldn't that be good! Our daytime studio has to win if it wants to win. The corners of his mouth hooked into a smile and he said loudly.

"If for some reason our award slips, it means that the award is not worth it!"

The daytime voice is sonorous, but in some ways the big boy shows a striking stereotype.

This seems to be the unique spirit of traditional Chinese craftsmen.

"What's the other thing?" Bai Bai looked at Si Cong and asked.

"The 'Ancient Building Restoration Team', which has the highest gold content in the industry, seems to be discussing the list of invitations these days."

At this moment, Sicong also put the previous things behind him, and said with a gossip-like expression:

"I've heard that the old men of the Huaguo Architects Association are about to fight in the conference room!"

To a certain extent, this 'ancient building restoration team' represents the recognition of the state and has a lot of weight.

In the end, there will only be fifteen members left in this team, and almost all of them are in their fifties, except for the Qingle designers who emerged last year.

These more than a dozen architects in their fifties and onwards have a very high status in the industry.

"How are their invitations distributed?" A gleam flashed in Bai Bai's eyes, and he then asked, "When will I know the specific list?" ”

"It is said that a group of old men each has a list of architects who know about the ancient construction of Huaguo, after all, the Huaguo Architects Association has the information of all registered architects in China."

"They choose to issue invitations based on the information!"

"But when it will be announced, it's not clear. It has already exploded on the forums, speculation is everywhere. Sicong said with interest.

And just as the people were driving to the western suburbs during the day, a car stopped in front of the daytime studio.

'Look!' Daytime - Sunshine' Studio. On the side of the road, Julie pointed to a person who was making a road sign and shouted in surprise.

Following the road signs, the three of them almost trotted.

Looking at the three exquisite buildings with gardens in the distance, several people flashed with relieved smiles on their faces.

And when everyone walked along the fence to the gate of the garden, they were stunned for a moment.

"Why is it closed?" The young man's eyes widened and he screamed in disbelief.

While the young man was shouting, Pid and Julie approached the door.

There was a message board hanging on the door, and Pide took out his mobile phone and flashed out the dictionary, Chinese to English.

Write it word by word.

“Fuck！”

After a while, Pide's face turned dark, and he couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

'I'm sorry, I'm on a studio trip during the day. #调皮#请您明天再来! ’

The other two looked at Pid's phone, and their faces darkened.

“Fuck！”

"Grass!"

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