National Treasure Artist

Chapter 186 Completion of the community church (one more)
Father John's invitation was very strange, because the words "five o'clock in the morning" were impressively written in front of the time column.

It was still dark at this time, and it was dark all around.

The community church is in a more remote suburb of Sydney, and there are faint street lights on the road in front of the door.

In the night, a car approached one after another with high and low beams on and stopped on the side of the road.

Most of the priests who got off the car were priests from various community churches. They wore black uniforms. Of course, there were also devout believers living in the surrounding area.

"John is crazy to let us come at this time."

"Is this the newly built church?"

"Oh, God."

"Even the most iconic steeple in the church was not built, it is so ugly!"

The crowd gathered in front of the building and took advantage of the lights to look at the ordinary, ordinary square box building behind them. They frowned and kept scolding.

Another car stopped, only to see Father Daniel of St. Mary's Church, the highest-ranked church in Sydney and even Australia, stepping down, followed by another middle-aged man. This middle-aged man had an amiable temperament, but he seemed to be Unnaturally revealing a sense of majesty.

Priests and believers rushed forward and shouted respectfully:
"Bishop Arthur!"

Bishop Arthur talked cordially with the crowd.

He glanced across the crowd, and watched the simple church standing quietly in the darkness not far away, his expression was calm, but his brows were slightly wrinkled.

"Look, here comes John!"

Inside the church, John, a tall and thin man, walked out quickly with a kerosene lamp in his hand. Someone noticed that he couldn't help shouting.

Everyone's eyes were on John, with complex eyes, but they looked like they were watching a show.

John walked through the crowd, stood in front of Bishop Arthur and saluted respectfully, shouting:

"Bishop Arthur."

Facing John's etiquette, Bishop Arthur did not show the gentleness he showed to many priests and believers before.

His face was calm and even indifferent, and he only nodded slightly as a response.

Next to the bishop was the ruddy and very rich Father Daniel. He smiled when he saw this. Bishop Arthur is a very kind bishop. It is very rare to be able to respond with such a performance, at least it means that anger has arisen in his heart with dissatisfaction.

The rest of the priests and believers were also watching, and John looked extremely embarrassed for a moment.

At this moment, a number of cars drove up not far away, and the lights from the cars shone on John's face, faintly reflecting the paleness of his face.

Shen Mo stood up straight, squinting his eyes and looking at the car on the way.

The motorcade that arrived was very luxurious. After stopping, a man and woman with extraordinary temperament came out. They seemed to have met and walked together on the road. After getting off the car, they nodded and exchanged their heads before walking towards the crowd.

"Bishop Arthur, good morning, everyone."

"This is Father John, please forgive me for not being invited."

Master Marcel Nereski greeted everyone.

The team that arrived later was none other than Adrian, Masayuki Kurokawa, Kelly Nereski and masters of various genres.

After the six masters greeted the priests, they immediately looked at the building behind them.

Among the masters, the two masters, Marcel Nereski and Martin Klaisson, were even a little apprehensive.

The same is true for Kelly Nereski, the three younger generation's favored sons.

Under the dim light, the church became more and more invisible. The masters finally felt relieved after careful consideration over and over again, secretly thinking that this should be just an ordinary plan that can no longer be ordinary.

The two classical masters shook their heads and said in their hearts, "What's wrong with me?"

"Do I subconsciously think that Bai Gongtong will have another amazing work in this community church, and think that Bai Gongtong will once again break the monopoly of classical schools in the church field?"

"God, how could I be afraid of a young man like that."

"How could a world-class building be born so easily, and bow down?!"

They let go of their hearts, and some smiles finally appeared on their tense faces.

On the other side, Kelly Nereski also let out a long breath, she was really frightened by Bai Gongtong.

"Faced concrete?"

Adrian Smith was sensitive to the church's use of materials, and whispered.

His path is the Brutalism called by Davidia involucrata, which regards the heaviness, roughness, and roughness related to the performance and texture of concrete as the standard of architectural beauty, and maintains the natural qualities of building materials.

Suddenly seeing the building made of fair-faced concrete, he was naturally unsure. He vaguely felt that the church was ordinary but extraordinary, but when he looked more carefully, he felt that it was really ordinary.

Press doubt, wait in silence.

Masayuki Kurokawa, the noble son of the island country, should be the one who sees the most among everyone, including masters and priests.

He didn't think the building was ugly and ordinary like others, and he seemed to see a familiar aesthetic in the church.

Extremely abstract and concise, standing there seems to reveal the beauty of silence.

"just like"

Masayoshi Kurokawa said to himself, "It seems to have the same atmosphere as the dry landscape garden in the island country."

Soon, two beams of dazzling headlights came through the intersection, and three off-road vehicles roared towards them.

When the car stopped, Bai Gongtong jumped out of the car first, and helped the two girls down.

I saw him yawned big, looked at the crowd from a distance, then grinned and showed a bright smile.

"Sorry guys, we're late."

"I haven't slept well recently, and I almost didn't wake up."

Gongtong explained this way.

His unreliable performance made many priests realize that such a designer coupled with John the Madman could not have created such a wonderful "church".

But I heard that this oriental also won the Sydney Design Institute competition?

Oh God!

That was incredible.

Seeing Gongtong like this, the three proud sons of heaven looked at each other in tacit understanding and were a little speechless.

They were really fed up with Bai Gongtong pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and they ate them several times in a row!
Father John came out and bowed to Bai Gongtong gratefully, and talked a few words in a low voice, and then he faced all the priests, believers and masters who rushed over, and said loudly with a serious face:
"Now let me lead everyone into the church."

John led the way with a kerosene lamp, followed by dozens of people.

Stepping in front of the building, the already dim lights suddenly dimmed.

An independent solid concrete wall and the church form a narrow long passage. The strength of the long passage seems to lead to darkness, and it can choose to eat people.

"What the hell is this place?"

"My God, this leads to hell."

"I absolutely do not believe this is a church, you must be kidding me."

"Tell me, today is not April Fool's Day!"

Someone murmured.

Everyone entered the building, which was only a hundred square meters in size, and the solid and thick fair-faced concrete formed an absolute enclosure, creating a darker space.

As soon as they entered, everyone immediately felt isolated from the outside world.

Depression and depression hang over my heart
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(End of this chapter)