There was an eerie silence in the hall where the judges were located.

One by one, the judges' eyes widened and their faces looked demented.

I only saw that at the back of the crowd, there was a woman with gold-rimmed eyes, who looked very temperamental, this woman first looked at the first draft handed over during the day, and then her neck rotated a little stiffly, and her eyes fell on the rest of the works again.

The expression on his face was even more weird

Even before they had time to take a closer look at the content of the drawing, the huge contrast between the front and back, and the remaining space on the PV board, had already stopped the judges.

As you can imagine, the rest of the PV boards are hung with A1-sized design artwork up and down, which is a little taller than a normal adult's height!

It's just one step, and the PV board that is far from enough space in other design institutes has suddenly changed.

It was a PV board of the same size, horizontally and vertically even longer than an adult, but most of the whole board was exposed with a white bottom, and only in the middle of the middle, a small piece of space only the size of two palms hung quietly with a drawing.

Everyone's perspective has shrunk from focusing on the whole board before, to now shrinking to one place.

After a long while, waking up from the shock, the young judges actually frowned more or less.

'Who the hell is it?' Is this not rigorous? ’

What kind of attitude is this? Can you take out a palm-sized piece of paper? ’

'I want to see where the design institute is, so arrogant!' ’

The old man had a cold face, but in his heart, he had a death sentence for the design institute that had not yet had time to see the famous brand, and everyone looked at the picture with a bundle of eyes.

"Daytime works?"

I saw that next to Shi Jingqing, there was an old man with a short stature and a black horse coat, the old man's expression looked mean, he swept to the most conspicuous words in the picture, his pupils contracted, and then he snorted coldly with a dark face: "In these years, anything can really be called a work." ”

"Zaha. Hadid calls his stuff Zaha. Hadid works. ”

The old man sneered, looking very disdainful: "Everyone is Zaha. Hadid? Where did this daylight come from? Can you have this self-confidence and leave the four big words of 'daytime works'? ”

The old man's voice was very loud, but there was undisguised contempt and disdain for the day.

He was surrounded by architects, historians, cultural scholars, ethnic minority researchers, and painters

The old man has a very high attainment in all aspects, and he was specially invited by the Guizhou Provincial Government from all over the country.

When these people heard this, some people showed approval on their faces, and some frowned slightly.

"Lao Xie, this is not a cat or a dog during the day." Next to the thin old man, an old man of the same age, but with a wide body and a ruddy complexion, shook his head and said in a long voice: "This is the young leader of Huaguo Architects unanimously elected by President Xue and them!" ”

"A few days ago, I hung up the phone with Lao Lei." The fat old man's face is always happy, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is even a living Maitreya Buddha, he straightened his stomach and said with a smile: "Lao Lei, their attention to designers during the day may be far more than we imagined!" ”

"Lao Lei told me in private"

The fat old man paused as he spoke, his face a little serious.

The old people in the room who knew him were also careless, and they knew that if they could make this 'Maitreya Buddha' serious, even if it was just a little serious thing, it would definitely be a great event.

"Lao Lei said that they regard the daytime as born from the luck of hundreds or even hundreds of years in the field of Chinese architecture!"

Before the old man finished speaking, as soon as he opened his mouth, everyone in the room had already gasped.

Generally speaking, the more scholars or architects who study the traditional Chinese culture, especially when these people really come into contact with the core of the traditional Chinese culture, they will have a greater or lesser admiration for the doctrine of Feng Shui and the luck in the Ningning.

They will naturally have reverence and reverence for heaven and earth

Therefore, when the old guys in the room heard that President Lei of the capital regarded the day as 'condensed and born under the luck of a hundred or hundreds of years', the shock in everyone's hearts was self-evident!

"Old Ray said"

The fat old man, his gaze swept over everyone, and continued: "He said that all the buildings in the world are invaded, integrated, and burst out by various foreign cultures, and the thousands of years of architectural history of China alone have never been infected by foreign cultures. ”

"We're the only one in our own right, why is that? This is the blessing of luck in the traditional architecture of our country, and now, it is the most critical moment for traditional architecture. ”

"Take a step back, this long-standing architectural culture will inevitably die," the fat old man's face was a little stricter, and he said in a deep voice: "Everyone here should know that this is by no means alarmist!" ”

"Traditional architecture is disappearing at a frightening rate every year."

"So, Lao Lei, Lao Xue and Lao Yun, the three of them agreed that this is a struggle made by the luck of traditional buildings!"

Listening to such superstitious words, it can even be said that it is slightly superstitious, but none of the people present feel that they are joking, and there is shock and doubt in their eyes. Skepticism is not skepticism about the doctrine of luck, but skepticism about daytime.

"They said," the smile on the fat old man's face disappeared for the time being, and he said contemplatively: "They say that the day can even be said to be the only hope for the traditional architectural community in China, the only hope that the traditional architectural elements will no longer decay, and even rejuvenate." ”

"They believe that if the designer dies young, at least for a hundred years, there will be no hope for the rise of traditional Chinese architecture."

The old man said: "As you know, according to the current trend, it is estimated that in a hundred years, you will only be able to see traditional wooden buildings in the capital, and in those very few scenic spots." ”

As the words fell, the fat old man smiled happily again, as if he hadn't left behind the news that had left everyone dumbfounded.

Everyone present did not know that one day in the future, the fat old man's words today were spread out for some reason.

At that time, the protagonist of the discussion had become the existence that everyone looked up to, a figure who influenced an era and had a great influence on the world.

These remarks add a touch of mystery or mythology to the existence of the legend, which has long been a legend.

In the room, no one spoke again for a long time, and everyone was silent, digesting, chewing on the news.

In this crowd, the thin old man known as Lao Xie flashed with jealousy in his eyes, and since he was young, he hated these characters who were called geniuses the most.

'Why, on what ground?' Why can these so-called geniuses easily get the results that they can only get by working so hard? ’

"Humph!"

Lao Xie suddenly snorted coldly, and his eyes flashed coldly: "I think it's President Xue that they are confused." ”

"I think they are in a trance, they are too afraid of the traditional architecture to die in their hands, so after seeing this so-called 'son of luck', it is like the drowning man grasping the last straw!"

"Therefore, they are desperately preaching, wanting to sue everyone, and they want to sue themselves, there is still hope for traditional Chinese architecture, and it can rise!"

Lao Xie's eyes were sharp, and he paused and said, "In the end, they just want to comfort themselves, and what happened to appear in front of them during the day." ”

"If that daytime is really so powerful" Lao Xie pointed to the PV board and said in a deep voice: "Why would he call out such a shit thing?" ”

Listening to Lao Xie's rebuttal, many people present nodded in response, they really couldn't believe that someone would have gathered some luck for hundreds of years!

"Regardless of that, let's just look at this work."

Seeing that someone wanted to speak again, Shi Jingqing glanced at his watch, then waved his hand and said, "It's been a long time, it's time for us to start." ”

"Yes!"

"It's better to be the first to come from there."

Everyone responded, but for some reason, they all pointed to the first work on the other side.

Although they didn't believe that, these people could no longer treat the design with a normal heart, which was only the size of two palms.

Therefore, there is a desire to save it for last