National Treasure Artist

Chapter 211 American Gold Medal Award (for subscription)

In the rest room, Ban Xia stood behind Bai Gongtong, gently pressing the latter's head with her slender and tender fingertips.

Bai Gongtong was dressed formally, with his hands on his thighs, his waist straight, his eyes closed, and his expression seemed to show enjoyment.

Ban Xia asked softly with some distress:
"Tired?"

In the past four months, I took a special plane and almost traveled across the United States. I gave lectures and designed plans one by one. The whole person was like a clockwork being wound up.

When Bai Gongtong heard the words, she suddenly opened her eyes, without hesitation, she answered affirmatively:

"tired!"

After a pause, the dazzling light in the depths of his eyes became even more dazzling, Bai Gongtong said in a deep voice, "But everyone's responsibility can never be avoided."

"Now that you have enjoyed the glory it brings, you must shoulder the mission it gave you."

Listening to Ban Xia, she didn't quite understand, but felt even more distressed.

"And being able to witness with my own eyes the steps I take to promote the world, and witnessing the world changed by myself is not an inspiration."

Gongtong said again.

After the words fell, the room between the two fell into silence again, and Ban Xia continued to massage Bai Gongtong's head to relieve his fatigue as much as possible.

Time passed slowly. At five o'clock, Bai Gongtong looked at the time and said softly:

"It's almost time."

Immediately he stood up, turned around and faced Ban Xia.

Banxia raised her head slightly, stretched out her hand to straighten Gongtong's clothes, and straightened her bow tie.

Looking up and down with big eyes, a nice smile appeared on his face: "Handsome!"

"That's not right, don't look at whose boyfriend I am."

Bai Gongtong grinned.

"Let's go."

Grabbing Ban Xia's hand, she stepped out towards the door.

The two walked out of the room to the garden inside the American Institute of Architects. The garden was already very lively, and more and more people entered with invitation letters.

"Brother Tong, Sister Xia! We are here! We are here!"

As soon as he walked in, he heard Qianhe shouting from a distance, and looked towards the place where the sound came from, only to see Qianhe lying on a wooden chair and waving his arms desperately.

The guests coming and going in the garden were startled by Qianhe's voice, and they frowned slightly. After seeing Qianhe and the others and then noticing Baitongtong, their faces recovered immediately, and they all smiled and nodded in the direction of Davidia involucrata.

Bai Gongtong led Banxia to Su Mu, Qianhe and the others, stopping from time to time to chat politely with the surrounding guests.

"You guys came quite early."

A small reception desk was set up in front of the garden, and Su Mu, Qianhe, Masayuki Kurokawa, and Adrian Smith sat very close to the front.

Bai Gongtong glanced at them and said with a smile.

"Hmph, we ate a bunch of dim sum next to us, and came over when we were full."

Qian put his fingers together and pointed in one direction, and the interface responded.

"Tong'er, after tonight, are we going back to China tomorrow?"

Su Mu followed up with a question.

"Why, don't you want to go back?"

"Hey! I'm already homesick!"

Sitting next to him, chatting and bickering from time to time with a smile on his face.

Many more people arrived one after another, and not a single one of the modern masters arrived.

Jamie Derek, Seamo Chevas, and Dieter Rams greeted Baitong, and then sat down next to Baitong.

Many of Chicago's richest men were also present, and political officials were also represented.

At six o'clock, everyone sat down, only to see President Mason standing on the podium in front of him.

President Mason's graying hair was carefully groomed and his clothes extremely smart.

His face was rosy, and he stood upright.

Holding a speech script in one hand, President Ma Sen glanced slowly over the people in the garden, and finally looked at Baitong with a smile.

"Gentlemen and ladies, I sincerely thank you for taking time out of your busy schedules to attend today's party."

"We all know our country has changed in the past four months"

"Our living habits, our way of life and more will be positively affected"

President Mason made a speech.

The guests in the audience listened carefully and nodded from time to time.

"And the promoter of all this comes from a young gentleman, a great designer!"

Chairman Ma Sen raised his voice a little, and turned his gaze towards Bai Gongtong as he spoke.

At this time, all the guests also looked at Bai Gongtong's position with smiles.

Sensing the gazes from all directions, Bai Gongtong nodded to everyone, and then looked at President Ma Sen.

Beside Bai Gongtong, Qianhe and Su Mu sat upright with their chests upright, their faces bursting into smiles, and their mouths wide open.

This honor, they obviously empathize with it.

Kurokawa Yazhi looked calm, looking deeply at Bai Gongtong, as if he wanted to engrave his figure in his heart.

Adrian Smith was silent, and no longer had any thoughts of fighting.

Bai Gongtong no longer belongs to the group of young designers, but belongs to the banner and pioneer of modernism.

"This gentleman, this designer is from China, and he is our Mr. Bai Gongtong!"

"Thank you, Bai Gongtong, the designer!"

President Mason said loudly.

At the same time, Ma Sen bowed deeply in the direction of Bai Gongtong, and stood up straight for several seconds.

There was loud applause from the audience.

"After consultation with the American Institute of Architects."

"During the period, it was unanimously approved by all designers."

"In order to commend Bai Gongtong's great contribution to American modernism and the United States, we will give a special award to Bai Gongtong designer tonight."

President Mason paused slightly, took a deep breath, and burst out with a thick voice:
"On behalf of the American Institute of Architects, I will present the American Architecture Gold Medal to Bai Gongtong designer!"

"Please invite Bai Gongtong designer to come on stage!"

Under the gaze of everyone, Bai Gongtong stood up from his seat, bowed slightly to express his gratitude, and then strode forward with big strides.

Applause broke out again.

Both Qianhe and Su Mu blushed.

The American Architecture Gold Medal is the highest award given by the Institute of Architects to designers with outstanding contributions.

Even masters at the entrance level cannot be awarded without special achievements.

A staff member approached with a tray containing medals, certificates, and checks worth $[-].

Bai Gongtong stood in front of Miluo Masen.

President Ma Sen hugged Bai Gongtong excitedly, patted the latter's back vigorously with his hands, and couldn't help but thank him.

His eyes were red, and his body trembled a little.
Everyone could see Milo Mason's excitement from the bottom of his heart.

As the president of the American Institute of Architects and the head of modernist architecture, Mason's biggest dream in his life is to push the modernist movement further. Now that he finally sees hope, how can he not be excited.

Masters, wealthy people, political officials and guests applauded again.

President Mason solemnly handed over the certificates, medals and checks to Bai Gongtong.

Then the two stood on the podium for a group photo.
In the recorded photos, Chairman Ma Sen and Bai Gongtong all showed white teeth and bright smiles
　Some readers may feel that the pace is a bit fast, and feel that the book seems to be finished, so let me tell you, it's still early!No matter what, you have to have a million words to finish the book!Finally, I saw someone say that the timeline in the last picture was wrong, and Bu Zheng was stunned. Where?No? !

　　
　
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