Skynet Architect

The Mexican looked at Si Fan in surprise. He didn't expect such a young man to design such a splendid and magnificent community. The design level of this community can be said to be top in his eyes.

Not to mention that Si Fan has borrowed a lot of foreign ideas, but it is not a copy of the world!The so-called various styles are the synthesis of various architectural arts in one era.

Standing in the forest of the world, all kinds of inspiration burst and blend into a systematic system, which is uniquely mapped on these buildings with a strong religious color.It was a glorious era, a powerful force brought by the Renaissance, and the most glorious period in human European history.

As a Mexican, there is an instinctive admiration for the buildings in the most glorious period in Europe. At this time, I am intoxicated by seeing these buildings.

But I don't know that the scene that shocked him has just begun!When he seemed to have visited the historical traces of the most powerful era of a powerful country, as if he was in the European medieval Renaissance, he suddenly discovered that a huge palace had appeared in front of him.

This so-called huge is not a tall building, or the tallest tower in the world, but a clubhouse, a very exquisite clubhouse. Looking at the mysterious carvings on it, he has already admired Si Fan, the designer.

This building alone has surpassed his knowledge.

Regardless of his trendy suit, he has tattoos on his face, but he still has a feeling of standing up to the mainstream of society. Looking at the luxurious palace-like building in front of him, he can't even bear to step on it. Going up, there was no dust on the delicate carpet, and all the furnishings made him feel ashamed. He bowed his head and walked behind Si Fan.

It is really afraid to enter: "Sir, may I ask what kind of royal family's palace is here? Can I really go in?"

He was still a little cautious and uneasy.If it were modern buildings, he would dare to consume even a few-star hotel, but it was different here, it was like entering that kind of royal palace.

It felt like a mountain was pressing on him.

The people inside are very elegant or bohemian, but when they really enter this kind of palace-class palace, they are still unavoidable.

Si Fan pointed to the front: "This is just a clubhouse, a supporting clubhouse in this community."

He took two people into the palace.

Si Fan is a designer and has long been familiar with this place.Uncle Lao Yang Dan was even more luxurious than ever, and it was as if Grandma Liu had entered the Grand View Garden.There are endless scenery.

But that's it. His aesthetics of beauty is limited to this. He can't understand the strange charms in his eyes, just like the abstract paintings hanging on the wall can't understand what it is.

In his opinion, the old hen at the door of the house painted better on the ground than this.

In fact, in Si Fan's view, this is also like a painting by a mentally ill person, but the artistic value of others is so high that the financial resources of ordinary people cannot accept even a little of it.

For example, the Mexicans around me.He saw many paintings or sculptures standing beside him in awe.

But he dared not approach.There will always be some weird people looking at these artworks with admiring eyes nearby.

As long as he passed, he would stare at him with a fierce look, as if he was about to eat it at any time.

"Are these people? Are they some paintings that everyone can see? They seem to be more careful than the museum in the city." Old Yangdan said with disdain.

This time one person finally couldn't help it.

"Uncle, I said you must not damage any of the paintings here. Otherwise you can't afford to lose your fortune. To put it bluntly, even if all the things in the museum add up, the museum in Jiangcheng is not as good as here. Any item is valuable. This is the world's top art." He said carefully.Then continue to turn back.

This guy is a young painter who is less than thirty.It seems to be a painter who specializes in oil paintings. I watch these paintings quietly here, and then paint like this in the void in my hands.

The Mexican finally grabbed the old uncle Yangdan.

"Uncle! Don't break anything here, don't say it is you, even if I lose my fortune, I can't afford it!" He was born with a bit of care here.

It may be related to the environment in which he grew up.

It is also possible that almost everyone has entered such a magnificent place for the first time.The feeling that comes out of contact with that kind of superior person.

It was a kind of pilgrimage feeling. At this time, Si Fan estimated that he would not refuse anything if asked.

A group of three people passed slowly through the corridor, and then past the art exhibition hall.This club has allowed these artists to play new tricks, and there is also a seven repair classroom next to it.

These are all made by them, and everyone has their own specialties.And the seven repair classroom they created is probably the highest grade in the country.They are teachers and students themselves.

Cultivate the mind and nature every day, and achieve three treatments and seven repairs!

The so-called seven cultivation is moral cultivation, merit cultivation, food cultivation, book cultivation, flower cultivation, music cultivation, and fragrance cultivation!

It completely immerses people in a very peaceful state, using a mysterious and mysterious way to make people feel close to epiphany, allowing these artists to burst out inspiration at any time.

Maybe an excellent work or poem, or a rare sculpture will be created.

This is what those artists pursue.And the seven repair classrooms in this clubhouse are even more immersive. The magnificent palace makes their minds broader and their works even bigger.

Si Fan saw a middle-aged Mediterranean man scratching his head, listening to music, quietly listening. There was a staff and a recording pen in front of him, recording his inspiration at any time.

"Is this person having an epileptic seizure? Why does it keep pumping!?" Uncle Lao Yang Dan saw what patient in the Haole Xiu classroom was holding Si Fan vigorously.

After Si Fan looked back, he was immediately happy!It was a burst of inspiration, maybe some good song appeared.As a result, Uncle Lao Yangdan actually said that he was epileptic.

He hurriedly lowered his voice and said to Uncle Lao Yang Dan: "Uncle Lao Yang Dan, I am a great composer. The Chinese song of the Water Margin that you like the most is written by someone!"

Suddenly, the old uncle Yangdan looked admired: "That song was originally written by him. It's so heroic. I thought the author was a Mongolian prairie guy with braids and a sheepskin jacket!"