National Treasure Artist

Chapter 157 (Subscribe)

Rodney took several deep breaths, his hands trembling, and he began to carefully browse the application information.

He seemed a little nervous, and he could even hear his heart beating violently. He was a little scared, afraid that this Davidia involucrata was not the same Davidia involucrata.

His palms were sweating, and his eyes quickly scanned the documents.

You know, their judges have always felt aggrieved. Although the competition has been released for more than a year and received more than two hundred proposals, there are always three big cats and small cats, and there is not even a single outstanding work. Appear.

Although this has nothing to do with them, since they are the judges, who wouldn't want to create a city landmark, a national landmark, or even a continent landmark from their own hands?

"It's really that gentleman!"

Rodney confirmed it several times, and swung his clenched fist vigorously in front of him.

To describe it in the words of concubines in ancient China, Rodney at this moment is like that little maid who is not cared about by the emperor one day!
"I have to tell Mr. Salinin quickly!"

Rodney stood up abruptly from his seat, talking excitedly to himself.

In the conference room where the jury is located, more than a dozen judges cross-reviewed the proposals again, and each proposal will be scored by more than three people.

Each work is divided into one category, two categories, and three categories according to the grade of the score.

Mr. Sha Lining, who presides over the jury, only needs to review one category of scoring schemes, but now he is starting to re-examine all over two hundred schemes.

Before that, he had uttered two conjectures.

The first sentence is: "It would be great if a master could deliver a world-renowned plan."

The second sentence is: "Forget it, let's go and filter the submitted proposals, I hope there are excellent works that I missed."

Obviously, he thinks that the second guess is more reliable than the first guess!

On the seat, Sa Lining had plans in front of him, and his face became more and more bitter.

In his opinion, the evaluation of each work is close to the standard, and the probability of trying to pick out pearls in the sand is undoubtedly getting lower and lower.
But even so, he still firmly believes that this method with the lowest probability is far more real than the Arabian Nights such as Master Linxing.

Sa Lining let out a long sigh, pressed his fingers lightly on his temples, and braced himself to continue looking at the picture.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

'Boom! '

The door of the conference room was slammed open with a loud bang.

All the judges who were looking at the picture raised their heads, frowning and looking towards the gate.

I saw the young Rodney rushing in, wearing rough clothes, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

For some reason, there was ecstasy on his face.

The judges were frightened by the violent noise, showing some dissatisfaction, muttering and complaining secretly:
"It seems that Rodney is still stable on weekdays, but he is still a young man after all."

"Young people are like this. They always like to bluff."

"Why, is this wife about to give birth?"

"My wife was never so happy when she gave birth."

"Looking at that, it's like seeing God, won the lottery?"

"Rodney!"

Sa Lining frowned, with some reprimand in his tone, he yelled in a low voice.

"Mr. Sasa Linin."

Rodney was running too violently, and his speech was intermittent.

"You catch your breath first."

Seeing that Rodney wanted to speak, Sa Lining waved his hand to stop him.

After a while, Rodney's breathing gradually calmed down, and the dissatisfaction in Sa Lining's heart also dissipated, and he opened his mouth to teach with a straight face: "You are a man, no matter it is a big thing, you must be steady!"

"Teach me, Mr. Salinin."

Rodney nodded in understanding.

"Ah."

"What's matter?"

Salinin asked.

"gentlemen."

"Just received a new competition application in the mailbox."

"You keep talking."

Sa Lining was a little careless.

"The participating team is Baigongtong Studio."

"The host designer is Mr. Bai Gongtong!"

Rodney exclaimed.

'Boom! '

In an instant, Sha Lining put away his casual expression, his pupils shrank, and he stood up abruptly.

Because the movement was too hasty, the seat made of mahogany behind him fell heavily on the floor.

He looked fierce, his eyes fixed on Rodney.

"I've confirmed it, it's that gentleman!"

Rodney saw it and felt amused in his heart. Didn't he say that even the most important things should be stabilized? Why did they change in just a blink of an eye?
Putting away his smile, he said seriously.

As soon as Rodney finished speaking, several judges behind him also exclaimed.

"Is that the Chinese designer?"

"The chief designer of the Grand Louvre project?"

"Five Points of New Architecture, Proposer of Ten Principles of New Architecture Aesthetics?"

"The youngest first-time designer?"

Rodney glanced over the crowd, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of pride in his heart.

With his head held high, he responded loudly, "Yes, gentlemen!"

"Why did designer Gongtong Bai fall in love with our competition?"

"My God, I really won the lottery!"

"Designer Bai Gongtong is the most popular young designer recently. The two major arguments he published almost caused a war between classical and modern architecture."

"His lecture even shook the foundation of the classical genre, and was hated by countless classicist designers!"

"Everyone in the industry is saying that designer Gongtong Bai will definitely grow into the top modern master in the future."

The judges didn't even bother to look at the pictures, and discussed among themselves.

Although Bai Gongtong has just entered the palace for a short time, her popularity and influence in the industry are no less than that of the lower-ranked designers.

If it is not for lack of qualifications and few works left in the world, it is not an exaggeration to call him a master.

Among designers of various genres around the world, Bai Gongtong has a special status.

In front of the head of the conference table, Sa Lining was shocked when he was confirmed. At this moment, he felt like he was blessed by the master.

He murmured to himself:
"It would be great if a master could deliver a world-renowned plan."

"It's not going to come true, is it?"

"Oh, God!"

Sa Lining shuddered suddenly, goose bumps popping up all over his body.

In the evening of the same day, after the judges left the drawing review studio, they all bragged and showed off in their circles of friends.

Soon, news was circulating in the industry.

"The modernist Davidia involucrata designer participated in a small competition in Australia!"

"real or fake?"

"Really, a competition for an opera house, and I've heard the prize for that competition is only £[-]!"

"No way, with his current popularity and status, a work of the size of the opera house, even if it is 50 pounds, is falling again and again."

"Who knows, maybe this kind of talented designer, this kind of boss doesn't like to take the usual path."

The heir of an ancient British family, a girl like a princess is enjoying lunch, when a butler approaches and whispers in her ear
America, the most talented and talented designer of the modern school, a young man with blue eyes stopped the pen in his hand to outline the picture.

He thought about it a little, and then dialed a certain number.

The island country, the development stage of the island country in the field of design is very smooth, even ahead of China by more than ten years, and it is a big country in the field of art and design in the world.

In the country, a young man with the appearance of a noble son nodded slightly.
They all received the news and had various plans in their hearts.

Or prepare to snipe at that so-called genius; or want to meet that rumored young Chinese designer, and have a competitive heart; father of theory
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