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Li Feng almost ran to open the door.

All the doubts and confusion in his mind were overshadowed by shock.

The Spring Festival is such an annual family reunion, why is Yin Yiqiao not in the UK?

The corridor of the apartment building is narrow, Ritsu opened the door and could see the neighbor diagonally ahead, leaning against the door and waiting for him.

"So fast?" Yin Yiqiao's voice was not surprised at all, only understanding, "Then help me serve the food by the way."

After speaking, he turned around and went in.

Only Lufeng stared at his back in disbelief, and walked into the door that opened obliquely in front of him in a daze.

He lived here for three or four years, never knowing if there was anyone on the opposite side.

Li Feng never thought about building a good relationship with the neighbors, let alone expanding social life.

Living alone in the bachelor apartment, it seems that the whole building is like him, becoming an independent and lonely individual, closing the door and enjoying the loneliness of being alone.

It wasn't until he followed Yin Yiqiao into this apartment that he realized that the same layout had changed its orientation to bring about such a big visual gap.

The apartment is as cold as a simple wooden sofa, with bare white walls and a pair of indigo curtains.

There are no decorative paintings, no vases, not even a TV set that is necessary for home use.

On the low coffee table in the living room, Yin Yiqiao's usual laptop is neatly placed.

A few heavy books became the only decorations in the deserted apartment.

In a room with cold lights and cold walls, Li Feng suddenly felt that the apartment he lived in for a long time was warmer than this place.

Even such a cold and simple decoration is obviously Yin Yiqiao's favorite style.

Li Feng followed the kitchen in surprise, and asked, "Why do you live here?"

Yin Yiqiao scooped up the freshly cooked glutinous rice balls from the pot and filled a large bowl.

"Because it's close." He handed the bowl to Li Feng, "Bring the glutinous rice balls over, be careful not to burn them."

Li Feng took the bowl, and the slightly hot temperature in his hands immediately dispelled the cold he felt from the room.

Until he returned home with glutinous rice balls, two soups and one dish were placed on the table where the blueprints are usually placed, Lu Feng still felt incredible.

Yin Yiqiao's attitude was extraordinarily calm. He entered Lufeng's room, walked straight to the kitchen, and took out chopsticks and a rice bowl.

"What did you have for dinner?" he asked.

Li Feng took the chopsticks, "...the instant noodles at the station."

For Chinese New Year, he only felt that the instant noodles were simple when he faced this table of hot glutinous rice balls.

The heating in the apartment was blowing, and they ate the reunion dinner quietly for only two of them.

But the comfortable temperature warmed the stomach, but it couldn't suppress the confusion of Lifeng.

"Why don't you accompany the teacher in England?"

Yin Zhili is a traditional Chinese old man who likes to be lively during the Chinese New Year.

When the Yin family comes to the Spring Festival, the family members who fly all over the world will go back to accompany him to celebrate the New Year.

Even when Yin Yiqiao was too busy abroad, he would go all the way back to London to spend the Chinese New Year's Eve with his teacher.

Yin Yiqiao looked at him, and slowly finished the sticky glutinous rice balls, evoking a slight smile.

"My father, my mother, my uncle, my uncle, and several cousins, nephews and nieces all accompany him to celebrate the New Year, and I am not one of them."

The tone was relaxed, but Li Feng couldn't swallow.

The teacher has so many children and grandchildren, but there is only one Yin Yiqiao, and only Yin Yiqiao is an architect.

Yin Yiqiao is the teacher's favorite junior.

I chose the same profession as the teacher, love the love of the teacher, and have not given up my Chinese nationality for convenience. I have almost taken over the burden of Yin's Architecture and supported the future of CE Architecture.

Listing out each item, Li Feng felt that the soup bowl in his hand was hot.

Even a little heartburn.

"Don't think too much." Yin Yiqiao scooped up glutinous rice balls for him as usual, "Grandpa knows that I want to accompany you."

"But I..."

"No but, eat well." Yin Yiqiao felt his hesitation, "Happy Chinese New Year."

Li Feng has a lot to say and a lot to ask.

In the end, they were no match for the bowl of hot soup and heart-burning sesame glutinous rice balls in front of them.

Narrow apartment, can hear the sound of the Spring Festival Gala.

The bustling background music complemented the quiet rustling of the dishes, bringing a rare sense of relaxation and happiness.

Ke Lufeng stood beside Yin Yiqiao, washing the dishes and chopsticks covered with dish soap with the faucet, he couldn't help sighing in his heart.

He was the one who said not to see each other again, he was the one who opened the door, erratic as a jerk.

The only one who was more bastard was the one who pursued Yin Yiqiao and broke up with Yin Yiqiao!

At the beginning, Lu Feng walked resolutely, thinking that he ended the best past in the safest way.

As a result, now, only he was left struggling, a mess.

Li Feng scrubbed the chopsticks, frowning.

My rigorous and objective advantages in architectural design and bridge design have not brought into my emotional life at all, and I am completely self-willed.

"Why are you in a daze?" Yin Yiqiao reached out and took the two pairs of chopsticks abused by Lu Feng, rinsed them under the water, and put them back into the chopstick cage.

Much neater than the law of the wind.

Li Feng shook the water on his hands, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, don't you blame me?"

Yin Yiqiao had already cleaned up the kitchen, and asked him, "Do you still remember the ruined spiral staircase when you first came to CE?"

Lifeng remembers.

That was a very bad design of his life.

In the stair space planned by Yin Yiqiao, a disaster-level spiral staircase was drawn, which broke the harmony and balance that should have been there.

It has directly led to Lifeng not daring to write casually. No matter how subtle the design is, he has to go through sketches, line drawings, and modeling repeatedly before he dares to write.

He took a long breath, even if seven or eight years passed, he still couldn't struggle out of the panic at that time.

"Well, I remember." Li Feng looked at Yin Yiqiao's gaze, as if he was reviewing his mistakes, "You said it was a horrible spiral like a disaster movie, full of irritating dense noise, and it went straight to hell instead of the rooftop... ..."

When he said such a comment, he still remembered Yin Yiqiao's tone at that time.

Calm, indifferent, with a general tone of explaining the facts, I was so frightened that Lifeng, who had just entered the CE architectural firm as an intern, re-observed countless spiral staircases, designed more than a dozen forward and reverse spiral staircase shapes, and made models respectively Handing it over to Yin Yiqiao is considered a correct attitude, repenting and admitting mistakes.

Then, Yin Yiqiao silently looked through those spiral staircases and chose the most suitable one.

Nothing more to say.

Lufeng didn't know how Yin Yiqiao mentioned this.

Yin Yiqiao took the fruit knife and peeled the apple, "If I could blame you, I would have kicked you out at that time. How can I blame you now."

The bright red peel is wrapped around the fruit knife and spirals down, just like the horror staircase back then.

Standing by the side, Lufeng is used to Yin Yiqiao's gentleness, but still doesn't know why Yin Yiqiao is so gentle.

"I like you because I want you to be obedient and cute." Yin Yiqiao commanded, "Bring me a plate."

Lu Feng didn't care about being dazed, and quickly took out the plate and put it on the desk.

Yin Yiqiao threw away the last piece of peel and said with a smile: "This is quite cute."

Senior brother's praise is no different from treating a child.

Even though Lu Feng had done countless ideological work, he was so stubborn that he could talk about breaking up with Yin Yiqiao indifferently, and immediately returned to China to draw a clear line.

It couldn't stop Yin Yiqiao from breaking the fragile Chu River Han boundary in front of him with a few words.

Days like the Spring Festival are really too special.

It's so special that Yin Yiqiao doesn't need to say anything, Lu Feng knows what he wants.

Especially when the lively songs and dances are broadcast on the TV, it can't cover the turbulent thoughts.

"Brother, I don't want to delay you."

He has his own ideas and plans, and he may not be able to stand side by side with Yin Yiqiao in this life.

A young and promising architect should be a free individual, instead of going back to China and peeling apples for him who is not worth it.

"Delay?" Yin Yiqiao squeezed an apple and stuffed it into Lufeng's mouth, "According to your standards, how many people who study architecture have been delayed by architecture..."

"I'm not going to look for anyone else. There are so many assistant architects coming and going at CE Architects. No one can draw a scary spiral staircase that can make me angry and lose my temper."

The psychological shadow of Lufeng is a fond memory that Yin Yiqiao can never forget.

Yin Yiqiao had high hopes for that spiral staircase.

Because he knew that Lifeng possessed an irresistible talent, and the architectural sketches he drew casually revealed a charm that he could not ignore.

He thinks that Lifeng can fill the blank left by him, and leave the most friendly lines in the right space.

Comfortable and fit.

pity……

After seeing the terrible stairs and sixteen sets of modified models with different directions, he realized clearly that the talent of Rhythm has nothing to do with Western-style architecture.

Excellent creative ability and lack of Western cultural perception, destined to be better at traditional Chinese architectural design.

Those works that astonished him contained not only Lufeng's thinking, but also the culture that has never disappeared in China for 5000 years.

Carved into the flesh and blood, written into the genetic heritage, let the wind travel to England, still longing to come back.

Yin Yiqiao stayed in China and witnessed the closing of the Wuqueshan Bridge.

Only when he truly understands the pursuit of Lu Feng.

The vague concept before, after seeing the praise of thousands of Chinese people for the Wuqueshan Bridge, is now extremely clear.

China needs such a bridge.

And it was designed by someone Yin Yiqiao needed.

The once shallow regret has become an unprecedented pride.

Yin Yiqiao can no longer say that "bridges are just monotonous buildings that blindly pursue height and length".

He sincerely felt the magnificence of the bridge connecting heaven and earth.

"Xiaofeng, the bridge you designed is beautiful and spectacular."

Yin Yiqiao said, "When it opens to traffic, let's go and have a look together, shall we?"

The background music is full of laughter brought by the skits.

The room was quiet for a long time.

"Why are you crying?" Yin Yiqiao wiped Lu Feng's cheek, "You already have gray hair."

Li Feng pushed him away, wrapped his pajamas and curled up in a corner of the sofa, and said confidently: "It's better to have white hair than no hair!"

On the morning of the first day of junior high school, it is customary to stay in bed.

But when Yin Yiqiao came, he woke up Li Feng at seven o'clock and cooked glutinous rice balls together.

Then, while yawning, Li Feng was led out by his senior brother, taking advantage of the lively and cold wind during the Spring Festival, to see the bridge over the river.

The apartment they live in is indeed conveniently located, and it is very close to everything in Cheng City today.

It only takes 10 minutes to walk for Lufeng to go to work, and it takes only half an hour to drive to Yuejiang New District.

The vehicle arrived at the planned parking lot of the new area, and after walking a few steps, it was discovered that the newly built Cross-River Bridge had welcomed the first batch of guests for the new year.

On the steel structure bridge, red lanterns are attached to the railings.

The reflection on the water surface across the river is like a crooked red moon.

Pedestrians come and go, stop and walk on it.

In twos and threes, bustling and bustling, it is a beautiful scenery that Lufeng can't imagine.

The closer he got to the bridge, the slower his pace.

Looking at the wide and thick antique stone railings of the Yuejiang Bridge, and the hollow bridge arches hanging in the air on the side.

It seems that only by looking at it from a distance can we appreciate the bridge.

Yin Yiqiao didn't urge him, but stopped by his side and said, "The Yuejiang Bridge was just built last month. After the new year, the dilapidated buildings inside will be demolished and rebuilt, and the antique houses will be repaired. The scenic spots near the cultural center will also start construction."

"How do you know so clearly..."

Yin Yiqiao didn't know that he was the designer of Crossing the River Bridge, and Fa Xiaolin was the one who submitted the inside information.

Yin Yiqiao smiled but did not answer, "Let's go, go across the bridge and have a look."

The planning of Yuejiang New Area is still under construction slowly according to the plan.

But Lu Feng was full of emotion, and he pinned it all on Yue Jiang Qiao.

He stood looking at the bridge from a distance, and the bridge was like a crimson crescent moon, waiting for him to appreciate quietly.

He walked to the bridge, held on to the railing, and felt the firmness of the cross-river bridge in his palm. What aroused in his heart was not emotion, let alone enjoying the river view, but looking at the dead corners of the concrete railing inch by inch to judge the construction of the bridge.

The cross-river bridge was only a few minutes' walk away, and under the careful inspection of the law, it took a full four to ten minutes to walk.

On the way, countless passers-by, aunts and uncles looked over curiously, and the child was more straightforward, asking directly, "What is brother doing?"

Yin Yiqiao laughed out loud, feeling that the charm of Lufeng is extraordinary.

"Have you heard that, the children call you brother."

Li Feng squatted on the ground, leaning on the railing to wave to the child, and looked up at him, "When she called her brother, she was obviously looking at you."

After finishing speaking, Lu Feng casually knocked on the stone railing, stood up and said with satisfaction: "There should be no cutting corners. It turns out that Lin Yiqi told me that it is true that Mr. Wang increased the budget for the construction of the Cross-River Bridge."

He poked the little red lantern on the bridge railing with his index finger, "Even the bottom of the handrail, which is invisible to the railing, has been drawn through the engraved line, it's really generous."

Li Feng was undoubtedly happy when he said this.

The money left over from the triangular steel support structure was still spent on the cross-river bridge, which has a more traditional Chinese flavor than the arch bridge he simply designed.

There are countless modern traffic bridges, but the bridges that the masses like and can leave an impression on are always carved with dragons and phoenixes, with flowers blooming and rich.

Wheat ears, flags and waves are carved on the stone railings of the Yuejiang Bridge.

The culture of crossing the river since ancient times is directly placed on the bridge.

Traditional festivals, traditional lanterns, traditional stone carvings.

Lufeng happily said to Yin Yiqiao: "Later, we will rent another boat and pass under the bridge. I want to check and see how the story of the boatmen who crossed the river is carved."

Seeing that he was in a good mood, Yin Yiqiao nodded and walked beside him.

Yin Yiqiao helped Lu Feng carefully check this bridge and this sculpture.

The best construction team of Tenglong Group hired the best local engraver.

Then sit on a river boat and slowly pass under the bridge. Not only can you see the delicate and gentle story of the belly of the bridge, but you can also see the gentle light shining from the bottom of the bridge along the gaps in the stone carvings.

This is the most thoughtful bridge construction he has ever seen.

It is also the reason why he is willing to discuss with Mr. Wang of Tenglong Group.

Businessmen who can be moved by the boatmen across the river, even if they build the new area across the river with the purpose of profit, the things they accomplish are far closer to the hearts of the people than those who are eager for quick success and instant benefits.

When Lufeng walks across the bridge, he can see the conceptual design drawing erected in front of the square to be built.

The spacious and huge blue bulletin board clearly lists the buildings to be built in the Yuejiang New District.

He glanced at it lightly, and his attention was completely attracted by the conceptual drawing of the River Crossing Plaza.

The semi-circular square rippling like water ripples is like the light trembling traces of a ferry boat.

The ends of the arcs of several water patterns are not the usual sculpture design in general cultural squares, but tiny cobblestone scratches scattered on the edge of the square.

Lifeng thinks it is as gentle as water, and feels it is as reliable as Dutou.

The water ripples and pebbles make such a flat square an extension of the river. Any tourist who comes here can feel the tranquility and vastness of this river that gave birth to heroes.

"Brother, look at this design!"

It is rare for Lufeng to see such a design that understands the crossing of the river. "It's amazing that the designer didn't put sculptures and flower beds on it!"

He has visited countless memorial squares and cultural squares related to the revolution.

Sculpture is a must, flower beds are a must.

Where there is no revolutionary monument, countless designers will still design eye-catching statues on the wide and flat squares for tourists to admire in accordance with the requirements of Party A.

Yin Yiqiao laughed and said, "Because Yuejiang is going to build a cultural center, there is no need to set up another statue in the square."

However, Lufeng felt that the senior did not understand his surprise, and emphasized: "But, almost all Party A's requirements must have sculptures in the square! When I saw the plan of Tenglong Group, this place——"

He raised his finger and pointed at the soft and willful center of the ripples, "There must be a sculpture of 'Fish Rising to the Dragon Gate', there must be!"

The domestic design is basically that the arm cannot be twisted by Party A.

Whether it is high-end atmosphere and grade, or low-key luxury with connotation.

If Party A wants colorful black, it can't just give radiant white.

Tenglong Group's desire for money and success is the same as that of construction companies all over the world.

Therefore, the implication of "Yushenglongmen" that everything comes true is placed on the cross-river square, which is exactly what they want.

Even the government likes it!

"This design is amazing. There are neither sculptures nor redundant flower beds and green belts."

Lu Feng carefully looked at the conceptual drawing, and stretched out his hand to draw circles of ripples, "Brother, look, these water waves on the cross-river square are just like the traces of crossing the river, connecting the river, bridges, and boatmen. Together, there is no sense of distance in space at all, and tourists can immediately feel the endless stretch of the river when they step into the square through the cross-river bridge."

His eyes were bright, and he couldn't hide his admiration and excitement.

"It's so beautiful! This is really the most suitable and beautiful design for crossing the river!"

Yin Yiqiao was amused by Lufeng's repeated emphasis.

He said: "It's good if you like it. After hearing what you said, I feel lucky. Fortunately, Wang is always a person in charge who understands people and understands art. Otherwise... I asked me to add a 'Yushenglongmen' to the design." ’, I really don’t know what to do.”

"Huh?" Li Feng looked at him in surprise.

Yin Yiqiao tapped the bulletin board in the corner with his slender index finger, and there were clearly three words "Yin Yiqiao", "I designed it."

Law Wind:!

Yin Yiqiao smiled and said, "Thank you for liking."

Lu Feng's compliments to Yuejiang Square turned into astonishment and astonishment.

He saw the name on the bulletin board, and then looked at the natural sense of humanities and humanities presented in the concept map, which was indeed very similar to Yin Yiqiao's work.

However, the designer of the bulletin board is "Yin Yiqiao".

Instead of the "CE Architects" that the world is proud of.

Yin Yiqiao was able to confirm from Lu Feng's silence, and noticed Lu Feng's confusion and surprise.

He said: "Now I am an independent architect. After the Cross River Plaza is completed, I will consider whether to set up an office in China and find some helpers."

His tone is relaxed, as if this is just a college graduate's future plan.

But Lufeng knew that Yin Yiqiao could become the head of CE Architects without any pressure.

He does not need to re-establish the firm to have the best team that young architects all over the world would envy.

The excitement aroused by Yuejiang Plaza just now froze in an instant.

"You stay in the country...what about CE?"

A broad and warm palm caressed the back of his neck, which was filled with cold wind.

"Excellent architectural firms will never lack excellent architects." Yin Yiqiao rubbed his junior brother, "But the Yuejiang Bridge lacks a square that can understand it."

He said: "You designed this bridge because you didn't want to let down the past, present and future of the boatmen. I designed this square because I didn't want to let you down."

"Look—" Yin Yiqiao raised his hand from the cross-river bridge on the concept map, and gently rowed into the cross-river square.

"They're a perfect match."

You can't hear such words during the Spring Festival.

Lu Feng's ears roared and his back felt hot. He wanted to say something a few times, but he was almost as useless as last night.

Lu Feng has a soft heart and good temper, Yin Yiqiao is reluctant to force him to do anything.

Yin Yiqiao kept patting him on the shoulder as if coaxing a child, looked at the concept map and said, "Crossing the River Square will start construction after the Spring Festival. According to the speed of Tenglong, it may be repaired in half a year."

"At that time, let's apply for drone shooting, and record the cross-river bridge and square and send it to grandpa."

"His old man has always liked these buildings related to revolutionary heroes, he must be happy to see-"

Li Feng failed to pick up the topic, and the phone suddenly rang wildly.

He picked it up, and Ding Hongda asked anxiously: "Long Gong, are you all right? Is the Wuqueshan Bridge all right?!"

The other party's voice was extremely noisy in the lively environment of the Spring Festival.

"What's wrong?" Lu Feng didn't know why he was bluffing like this, "I'm not in Wuque Mountain."

Hearing this, Ding Hongda breathed a sigh of relief, "It would be great not to be in Wuque Mountain! I thought you were at the bridge construction site, and you scared me to death!"

The other party's attitude made Li Feng instinctively feel a bit dignified, and he frowned and asked, "What happened?"

Ding Hongda's voice sounded like a remote siren, "There's an earthquake!"

"A magnitude 6 earthquake occurred near Wuque Mountain!"

"Just now!"

The author has something to say: The little angel in my previous article: I hope to fall in love before 50 words.

Now the little angel of my article: I hope to have a partner before the age of 50.

How could this be so!

Lu Feng was raised by Yin Yiqiao, and all his emotional courage in this life was spent on "pursuing senior brother", "breaking up with senior brother", "I will never be able to contact senior brother in this life"...

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