The Guangdong Public Service Advertising Biennale is a print advertising design competition for Chinese designers around the world, sponsored by the Guangdong Advertising Industry Association and co-organized by the Nanzhou Academy of Fine Arts.

Entering the Nanmei school gate and turning right, there is a long and straight boulevard leading directly to the exhibition hall, walking on the boulevard, even the umbrella does not need to be played, the branches and leaves above the head are swaying lightly with the wind, and the broken light is also rolling on the body. It's not hot, it's a little cool.

Xia Zhi is too familiar with this exhibition hall, not only because she has come a lot, but also because Su Xiao has taken her here to see a photography exhibition.

Her heart shook slightly, why did she think of him again, and said that she was just here to work.

She pulled her steps apart, her legs crossing faster and faster, and it was almost half-past nine.

She ran to the door of the exhibition hall out of breath, bought a ticket and entered the door, and in the center of the exhibition hall, a row of large screen display boards was made, and three enlarged advertising works were displayed side by side, which should be the gold medal works of this biennale.

Xia Zhi was not in a hurry to see those important works, she started with the works hanging on the wall at the door.

It is said that there are thousands of works from all over the world that participate in the Biennale each time, but only more than 70 are actually selected for the exhibition, in addition to the 3 gold medals, 13 silver medals, 23 bronze medals, and the rest of the works that do not win the grand prize are only exhibited at the Biennale.

In addition to looking at the picture of the work, Xia Zhi also looks at the topic description and the author's creative intention at the bottom of the work. She took pictures of the works she was particularly interested in, and if the author was in Nanzhou or the surrounding cities, she could find a way to get in touch.

I didn't look for a while, and there was already a commotion at the end of the exhibition hall.

Xia Solstice turned his head to see that the award ceremony was about to start, and the audience was moving closer to that side.

Although it is a large-scale event, the award ceremony is very simple, nothing more than the host on the stage to string words, followed by the representative of the chairman of the advertising association, and finally the award ceremony.

The summer solstice wants to go over and see. After bypassing the screen, she saw the black head, and she wondered if all the students in the Academy of Fine Arts who didn't have to attend classes had gathered here, and dared to come to see the exhibition was the homework assigned by the teacher.

There were no seats in the exhibition hall, and all the audience stood under the small semi-circular stage twenty centimeters above the ground, with three layers inside and three layers outside.

The sound is still good, even if she stands at the door of the exhibition hall, she can hear it clearly, it is better to take the opportunity to look at other works, and then go up to contact after the awards are over.

Just now she saw several silver and bronze awards, and she felt very good, one of the silver award winners was a junior in Nanmi, she wrote down his name, the kid must be there, she was going to find him later.

Now she is walking directly to the gold medal work in the center, probably because of the psychological effect, she feels that the gold medal work will definitely have a stronger impact.

The leftmost painting is "against domestic violence", and the picture shows a child's half-frightened face sticking out of the door, which indirectly evokes countless associations, but the success of this work is largely due to the excellent performance of the little model.

The middle one depicts the theme of "green greenery", and two withered trees are designed in the shape of lungs for a quick look.

The first two gold award winners are not from Guangdong Province, and one is still far away in Beijing, but the organizers will reimburse the travel expenses of the gold, silver and bronze award winners, Xia Zhi thinks they should be there, but whether they will be willing to stay for an extra day or two to participate in the sharing session of her small shop depends on her mouth.

The last picture of the summer solstice has not yet approached, and I am attracted by the huge "F" letter on the picture. On both sides of the "F", the right is written as "Fair", and the left is written backward as "F%uck" (anti-hanging is added), and the left and right sides are symmetrical into reflections.

This is a work that calls for "fairness and justice", with a pure white background that stretches the sense of space in the imagination, and the design is simple and ingenious. Even if you don't read the description of the work, you can still realize the bold and deep meaning in it. Sogou Library

Xia Zhi looked at the name on the label of the work, but the word "Su Xiao" attracted her gaze as if it was magnetic.

Su Xiao? Is this his work?

The "region" column on the label is blank, I don't know if he didn't fill it in himself, or if he missed it when making the label.

So, he, is here?

Xia Solstice suddenly raised his head and looked at the stage. She heard her breathing tighten and her steps heavier.

He's here. Did he not leave Nanzhou, or had he already returned?

He didn't look for her, her phone number never changed, the QQ number and WeChat account were the original, and she still lives near No. 6 Middle School. There are countless ways for him to find her.

But he didn't. For a year, he disappeared and was never heard from. Sometimes she even wondered if he had ever existed in this world, and if he was just her imagination when she was lonely.

He shouldn't have done this to her, at the very least, he should have let her know how he was doing.

She squeezed into the crowd, and there were disgruntled boos from her rough squeezing forward. She didn't care. When she saw him, she must have questioned him why he ignored her.

Like a swimming fish, she kept pushing her shoulders in front of her, forgetting to say "sorry". By the time they squeezed to the guardrail under the stage, the host had already begun to announce the winners of the Bronze Award.

With each name, a winner walks up to the stage from the team on the right to receive the medal and prize money.

Summer Solstice looked at the winners lined up. There were 39 grand prize winners, and there was no way to stand under the small stage, which had a small door on the side of the stage, and the line reached behind the open door.

Each winner walks to the pre-designated waiting area on the left side of the stage, the line on the right shrinks and gets shorter, and when the names of the last four silver winners are announced, there is no one in front of the door.

The last seven people will walk out of that door.

Xia Zhi stood on tiptoe, but the door was open outward, and in her direction, she couldn't see who would come out next, let alone the last.

She shouldn't be nervous. But she couldn't suppress the acceleration of her heartbeat.

According to her original idea, at this time, she should run to the side of the winners, and leave business cards for a few of them as soon as the awards are over, simply expressing her desire to invite them to the event.

At this time, her feet were glued to the ground, completely unable to move.

It's been a year. But it's only a year. He should still be the same as before. Does the hair grow a little longer? It's more like an artist this way. No, probably not, he has a habit of cleanliness, and short hair is easier to clean.

She involuntarily pursed her lips into her teeth and bit them tightly.

It was the last one, and she stared intently at the door.