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The scene returned to the familiar chaos.

When Qu Fei walked over and was about to arrest people, Weng Chengxian who was sitting on the table suddenly said in a deep voice: "Okay, sit down first. The meeting is over."

His voice was not harsh, not even a hint of scolding.

However, Qu Fei stopped his hands and stared fiercely until Xia Yingjie's face turned blue, before he stepped on his slippers and sat back down.

"I will rearrange the data and send it to the National Design Institute."

Weng Chengxian's words directly set the tone for this incident, "Then, Qu Fei wrote a statement on the situation, and we will reply to the State Council after deliberation."

Before the chief engineer could finish speaking, Xia Yingjie felt elated when he heard the board fell on Qu Fei.

"It's Mr. Weng who can see clearly, how could I play tricks. This data must be—"

"The explanation of the situation is not a decision on punishment." Weng Cheng first interrupted his divergent thinking, "However, Qu Fei did not check your data before sending it to the National Court, which caused the designer to receive wrong data. This is indeed true. His dereliction of duty."

"Who tampered with the data, and what did it look like? Director Dong is responsible for following up and showing me the results."

He didn't intend to mediate between the two parties like Peng Tongfang, so he directly named the office director.

Weng Chengxian is usually smiling, gentle and kind.

Only when he looked at Xia Yingjie and spoke, he was cold and serious.

"The South China Sea Tunnel project team does not allow such things that harm others and benefit oneself. Whoever does it must be held accountable."

"Dismiss!"

The meeting initiated by the committee ended with Weng Chengxian's stern demands.

Everyone left the meeting room silently, not daring to make any further comments.

After all, this is a complex project team with multiple units and across two provinces.

On the surface, it was a conflict between Qu Fei and Xia Yingjie.

In fact, it is a conflict between the National Design Institute and the Formosa Academia Sinica.

If the construction plan for the South China Sea Tunnel cannot be determined, the conflict between the two will continue.

no way.

Both parties have their own proposals for tunnel route selection, and the two plans have been unable to reach an agreement for a long time.

If this is an ordinary national project, no one will be dissatisfied with the final decision.

However, there are more conflicts of interests involved.

After the people had finished walking, Qu Fei slowly followed Weng Cheng out first, stretched out his hand to support the old man, and said, "My explanation of the situation...can I not write it?"

Weng Cheng glanced at him first, "If you submit the wrong data, you will be expelled if you change to other projects. Still want to be lazy?"

"How could I be lazy!" Qu Fei straightened his back and raised his brows angrily, "I just didn't expect Xia Yingjie to be so brave enough to fake it! This is the data for the State Council. He even dared to lie to the state department!"

He blushed furiously, his eyebrows raised.

Weng Chengxian looked at him calmly, with helplessness written in his gaze.

"Master..." Qu Fei vented his anger in his heart, and it died down in his eyes, "I really didn't do it."

"Be alert." Weng Cheng walked out with his hands behind his back, the empty hallway was empty.

He walked towards the spacious railing, and he could see the vast and boundless South China Sea when he raised his eyes.

The blue ocean meets the misty sky.

The place that cannot be seen at a glance is the treasure island that the Nanhai Tunnel wants to connect.

"This is not an ordinary bridge and tunnel project. Every unit is our partner and our potential enemy."

Weng Chengxian's voice was very soft and low, with the fatigue that is common at his age, "You are not suitable for bridge and tunnel design in the South China Sea. I still asked you to come here because you are the person I trust the most."

This made Qu Fei extremely guilty.

He rubbed the bridge of his nose in embarrassment and said, "How do I know such a small amount of data? The Island Research Institute will do anything. I will definitely check all the things given by this group of people next time, and write a statement when I get back."

Weng Cheng looked at him first, obviously not satisfied.

Qu Fei frowned and said, "Master, I really don't understand. People in Baodao don't want to build this tunnel or bridge at all! Today they say that typhoons are frequent, and the plan cannot pass through the Pengzhou Islands; tomorrow they say that the project design level is not enough. The people from the research institute did not pass; the day after tomorrow they said that the bridge and tunnel environment was seriously polluted and affected Baodao, causing them to rain continuously for half a month!"

"Damn it, it's not common for them to have a typhoon and rain in such a small place as the size of their thumb? Our tunnels and bridges haven't been built yet, so the prophets come and say that the South China Sea Tunnel has affected the environment?!"

His complaints are not one or two days.

Every time Xia Yingjie from Baodao Academia Sinica spoke, Qu Fei could be furious.

As expected, one side supports the other, and the architects raised on the small island have no common sense of logic. They dared to take a few pages of printing paper and represent the people of the whole island to attack the South China Sea Tunnel Project.

As if the country begged them to agree to build the tunnel, Qu Fei was so arrogant that he wanted to give him two fists on the spot.

Qu Feiyue wanted to get his head blown, so he spat and said, "I'll chop him up sooner or later!"

"Haha." Weng Cheng laughed out loud when he heard such violent and bloody words.

He squinted his eyes slightly, and the sea breeze blew gently, carrying the unique salty smell of the ocean.

"Have you solved the problem by chopping Xia Yingjie up? Zhang Yingjie, Wang Yingjie, and Zhou Yingjie are also watching this position at the Island Research Institute, and they want to come over and intervene at any time."

The 135-kilometer tunnel and bridge across the Taiwan Strait is not only a practical matter that benefits people's livelihood, but also a commercial matter with huge benefits.

As long as they can speak for themselves in the South China Sea Tunnel Project, the heroes on the island will be rewarded far more than their lifetime research at the Island Research Institute.

Of course Qu Fei understood this truth.

However, he still couldn't understand why the South China Sea Tunnel was still being built.

"From the mainland to Baodao, although the plane ferry is slower, but the money saved by not building tunnels, we can build a hundred Qushuiwan bridges to connect all the potholes in the inland rivers and mountains."

He kept his voice extremely low, not daring to publicize his thoughts, "Why did the country ask the people on the island to lead the plan knowing that this project would attract silverfish? Moreover, they actually agreed to the people from the island-owned industrial group to get involved! Isn't that -"

Qu Fei stopped abruptly, looked left and right to see if there was no one, and then continued: "Isn't this superfluous?"

"It's unnecessary, so you don't do it?" Weng Chengxian asked back.

"Yeah." Qu Fei said with certainty, "I don't think it's necessary at all!"

Weng Chengxian snorted, "Lu Feng wouldn't say such things!"

Qu Fei was stunned.

He studied under Weng Chengxian for 18 years, and called Weng Chengxian "Master" when he was studying. He has never seen Weng Chengxian talk about someone like this.

He frowned, "Master, you old man came back from a trip to Wuque Mountain, why did you bend your elbow to your navel? I'm your pro-apprentice, the kind who will take care of you when you die!"

However, Weng Chengxian can despise this apprentice.

"You are good at everything, but this heart can't think of going with me."

He sighed, "There are many plans in our country, the spiritual significance is far greater than the economic benefits."

"Yes, the energy spent on building the South China Sea Tunnel is spent on other constructions, and the rewards are much higher than this tunnel across the South China Sea. But it is a tunnel connecting the mainland and Treasure Island, and it is also a bridge connecting us and the islanders .”

"Qu Fei, I told you that the meaning of a bridge is different from that of an airplane or a ship."

Weng Chengxian turned his head to look at the apprentices beside him, "The country needs such a tunnel bridge, and use it to connect the treasure island to the mother forever, to tell the world that we have the ability to take care of our children and make them live better. "

Weng Chengxian's voice was gentle, but Qu Fei's heart was heavy when he heard it.

I am afraid that China is the only country in the world that has gone through iron-shoe colonization and wars, and can stand up straight and regain its own territory.

No matter how much criticism she receives, she will never let go of her children.

It's just... this kid is too bear!

Qu Fei curled his lips, "Didn't I see them talking about 'power generation with love, big country and small people' every day? If I really don't want to build this South China Sea Tunnel, I won't be caught in the trick of the Island Research Institute. their wishes!"

"What a big country but small people." Weng Cheng couldn't understand, "They are all Chinese citizens."

"You know that you can't be led by the Island Research Institute. When we build the South China Sea Tunnel, we will consider the South China Sea Tunnel. You have a bad temper and are not easy to get along with. At least keep an eye on me in all aspects in the future, and don't add to the law. burden."

Before the person came and the plan was not released, the master positioned himself as a burden.

Qu Fei was very unhappy in his heart, "What's the matter, Master, Li Feng has three heads and six arms, can he use the Sea God Needle?"

Weng Cheng adjusted his glasses first, and smiled like a child: "Lüfeng has a good temper and strong ability. I went to Wuque Mountain and solved all the projects that have been trapped by Old Wu for 12 years. I don't have three heads and six arms... ...But his two hands and one pair of eyes can conjure up all kinds of magic, which is wonderful."

This exaggeration was beyond borders, and Weng Chengxian gently shook his head and sang intoxicated.

Qu Fei sneered unconvinced: "What miracle of change... You are not talking about designing, you are talking about the little fairy daughter!"

Weng Cheng glanced at him first, squinted his eyes in displeasure and threatened: "Anyway, he is better than you, hurry up, go back and write a description of the situation. I'm going to sort out the data for Lu Feng!"

The State Council quickly sent a letter and received a reply very quickly.

"Because of Qu Fei's negligent inspection, there were flaws in the data passed on, and criticism and education have been carried out. The relevant data in the South China Sea is hereby corrected."

Li Feng glanced at the simple reply letter, and clicked on the corrected data directly.

Just as he thought.

The Pengzhou Islands have turbulent water and constant typhoons.

However, the planned northern line must pass through here, and a 5000-meter-long highway-rail cross-sea bridge will be built to pave the way for the subsequent South China Sea Tunnel.

The docile ocean illusion that was sunny and sunny before has disappeared.

What stood in front of Li Feng was an extremely dangerous situation.

A slight error in the bridge base will definitely trigger a tragic chain reaction.

The corrected real data is completely in line with Lufeng's understanding of the Pengzhou Islands.

Therefore, he does not believe that any negligence or flaw can cause the previous delivery error.

However, Wu Yingqi had a headache after reading the reply, and the anger that he had been so arrogant to hold accountable before suddenly cooled down.

He said: "This Qu Fei is from our hospital. President Weng said that he passed on the data. He made a mistake. I'm not surprised at all."

"Why?" Li Feng didn't understand very much.

"Because he has a bad temper, carelessness, and is always late for project meetings, so he is not easy to get along with. But..."

Wu Yuan hesitated for a moment, and said: "But he is good at measuring, and there is no problem in drawing pictures. He is able to endure, willing to work, and he is Weng Chengxian's apprentice..."

As he spoke, he shook his head, "How could Weng Chengxian accept such an apprentice as him?"

His tone was full of helplessness.

Li Feng instantly understood.

Even if Qu Fei was the one who really gave the wrong data, Wu Yingqi would not be able to pursue anything.

A member of the State Council and Mr. Weng's apprentice, although the content of this reply is concise, the amount of information contained is huge enough.

"Then let me see how to design the bridge part first."

Li Feng didn't say much, after taking the materials, he was about to leave.

"Lu Feng, I will ask Mr. Weng clearly, what's going on!" Wu Yingqi promised with a serious face.

But Li Feng shook his head, "No need. See you later, I will ask myself."

Whether it is asking Wu Yuan or that Qu Fei, this matter will not be exposed so easily.

However, in the face of all disputes, data is more important.

Li Feng never doubted his determination to go to the South China Sea Tunnel project team, but this accident of wrong data ignited his fighting spirit.

He checked the data again, and the thoughts he had before quickly became a draft and landed on a white page.

Reef, deep water, typhoon.

The bridge must cross such a place, and it is still impossible to avoid seawater erosion and strong wind and waves.

As a dual-purpose road and railway bridge, the line that crosses the Pengzhou Islands is destined to be thick and strong in order to resist the intrusion of nature.

Practicality and aesthetics compete fiercely in this sea area.

Rhythm drafted several types of bridges, all against their thick and heavy bodies.

In such a blue ocean, too many bridge piles will destroy not only the marine ecology, but also the natural scenery.

After commuting to and from get off work on time for several days, Lifeng has become used to bringing his thoughts and problems back to the study to solve.

He already knows the location of each bridge seat of the Nanhai Tunnel, but what he can't decide is whether the suspension bridge is better or the continuous girder bridge is more stable.

After dinner, Li Feng shut himself in the study again and worked overtime automatically.

On the left side of the computer screen is the blue landscape of the South China Sea. Any picture is like visiting that deep and charming sea area.

On the right side of the screen is a clear map of China. The wide blue strait blocks the passage between the mainland and Treasure Island.

Li Feng waved the pencil and randomly connected lines on the hand-drawn map.

The curved body of the cross-sea bridge, like a water snake, got into the tunnel where it was scheduled to enter the sea.

The next moment, through the tip of Lufeng's pen, at a position close to the treasure island, he headed out to sea, like a bridge like a letter, connecting to the edge of the island.

There are countless beautiful bridge designs in his mind, but they all came to naught because of the typhoon and huge waves.

This blue and deep sea seems to be destined to have only thick reinforced concrete as the last choice.

The design conditions for the bridges of the Nanhai Tunnel are extremely harsh.

Wind and rain resistance has become the most basic choice, and tsunami, earthquake, typhoon, seawater erosion, sediment deposition, and waterway routes must also be considered.

Even if Lifeng wants to show his personality a little bit on the bridge, he will be persuaded to face the reality by the data provided in the cruel material.

Just as he was worrying about whether to make an aesthetic compromise, there was a knock on the study door.

"Brother!"

When Li Feng yelled, the door opened.

Yin Yiqiao leaned far away by the door, and asked with a smile, "Are you free?"

"Yes." Li Feng stood up, his thoughts were separated from his self-struggle, and his temples became more relaxed with the pace of walking.

"I have a terrible headache, the new plan is really annoying."

Before, I was troubled by fraud, but now I am troubled by choices.

Forced to give up the beautiful, magnificent and brilliant bridge concept, Lifeng sadly realized that he is a perfect face control.

For the bridge section of the Nanhai Tunnel, he searched countless bridges connected to the tunnel.

British and French ones are rough, while Japanese ones are too ugly.

Only the Chinese bridges are covered in red and colorful, and the neon lights are flashing, which has become the NO.1 that he always prefers in his mind.

However, the NO.1 tunnel bridge is extremely simple.

It seems that every designer is like him——

After enjoying the bald head, compromise with reality, practicality overcomes ornamental.

Just build it!

Lu Feng lamented that the bridge was not easy, strode out of the study, rolled up his sleeves and asked, "Moving the sofa or sweeping the floor? I'm trying to do some housework right now, so I can wake up."

"Thank you for being so active." Yin Yiqiao smiled lightly and led him to the computer on the coffee table, "I asked you to look at the model, not to work."

Li Feng's eyes lit up when he heard the model.

He walked to Yin Yiqiao's notebook and sat down without any politeness.

"Crossing the River Square is still your new work..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw familiar and unfamiliar pavilions on the screen.

It was a semi-finished product that he forgot on the hard disk of the computer. Even though he carefully recorded the severe criticism given by his senior brother after he was drunk, he couldn't find the opportunity to settle down and revise it.

Because, his heart had already flown to the hovering bridge deep in the mountain.

I completely lost the interest in drawing the shadows of pavilions, corridors and bridges.

At this time, the pavilion on the screen stands on the water, with a simple and wide roof.

It exudes the charm of traditional Chinese architecture, but because of the carefully crafted materials, it reveals the freshness and purity of modern architecture.

It is the best channel to connect the civic center with the blue skyscrapers.

A pavilion built on a modern lake with the same elegant and comfortable figure and reflection.

"...Brother, did you change it?"

This is a stupid question, but even more stupid is Li Feng.

He dragged the mouse and looked at the modeling of the pavilion bit by bit. Whether it is the curvature of the roof of the gallery or the strength of the connection between the columns and the base, they are all in the perfect traditional architectural style.

But it is built on the lake, highlighting the unique modern atmosphere.

"Recently, when I was free, I cleared out the computer inventory. Seeing that you didn't have time to modify the pavilions of "Shanshui Xiaoyao", I moved casually."

Yin Yiqiao said it lightly, and he didn't know how many overtime days and nights it was.

"If you think it's okay, your follow-up design of "Shanshui Xiaoyao" can follow this style."

"Okay! Special!"

Li Feng's perception tortured by reality has returned, "Sure enough, the building still has to be beautiful enough to resonate with the viewers."

"Huh?" Yin Yiqiao was puzzled by his sudden emotion.

However, Lifeng's eyes sparkled and he didn't explain.

What he saw in front of him was the beautiful pavilions, but what he thought about was the bridge far away in the South China Sea.

He narrowed the pavilions and corridors between the mountains and rivers, which is a complete miniature picture scroll.

It's just a short connection of the lake surface, but it has traveled through thousands of years of time and space, tightly biting the past and the present, and blending into the water and soil without any sense of disobedience.

"Shanshui Xiaoyao" pursues the harmony and beauty between man and nature.

He should do the same as a bridge!

Li Feng struggled for a long time to make a choice, and suddenly came to a conclusion.

A bridge that is not magnificent enough is by no means his design pursuit.

A bridge that cannot match the majestic posture of the South China Sea is not his expectation.

A faint thought quietly emerged from the pavilion leaning on the fence and the water in front of me.

Lufeng said: "Whether it is a pavilion or a bridge, it should be in the place where it is, and be integrated with nature."

And the rough ocean should be matched with a unique and beautiful bridge.

It should be dressed in majestic armor, engraved with the imprint of generosity and heroism, symbolizing the courage of all soldiers to defend the territory throughout the ages, and stand majestically in the South China Sea.