[Infrastructure] Rose kissed Barcelona

A dull, sluggish sound came from the edge of sleep, as if someone was dragging a heavy statue.

boom!Something hit the corner.

Click click!

"Look, there really are!"

"Hahaha my god, I thought those kids were making up stories!"

"The missing corner here is dedicated to the greatest and rigorous Barcelona City Hall in the world-absolutely! I have never seen such a sincere honorific!"

"Miss, could you please let me go? I'll take a photo soon..."

Click!Click click click!

"Oh my god, the evil city hall! Faced with such a beautiful house, they can also do something murderous?!"

"It's such a pity! It would be great if there were a complete column here, and how important the integrity of the work is to the designer. If it were me, I would be so mad!"

"But you certainly can't think of such an ironic counterattack, am I right?"

"Actually, I think this aspect makes it more unique—there are many beautiful houses, but this is the first time I have seen such an interesting house."

"Have you seen many such beautiful houses?!"

"Ah, that's really not the case... don't worry about the wording, you know what I want to emphasize."

...What is this for?

Joey barely opened his sleepy eyes.

There was a lot of noise there early in the morning, and people were not allowed to sleep?

However, no one heard the irritability of being awakened in her heart.The discussion outside became louder and louder, and it seemed that more and more people gathered.Someone is sighing loudly.

"Have you read the survey results published by the competition organizing committee? It turns out that the designer of this house is only 20 years old! It's unbelievable."

"No wonder you have to use someone else's name to enter the competition... Didn't this happen in Madrid two years ago? The organizing committee found that the designer was too young and took away his award directly. Alas, the construction industry The ethos of seniority is a bit serious!"

"What does it matter? Anyway, the award has been announced, and the organizing committee can't take it back with a shy face. Ah, I really want to meet this architect! I fell in love with him just looking at this house I heard that he lives there right? He will come out here to go to school!"

Um?Joey suddenly woke up a little bit.

She rubbed her eyes.

"Ada, good morning," Mary's voice came faintly through the door, "I asked without hope—is there any other entrance and exit besides the front gate of the house? The gates are all blocked by reporters and bystanders Blocked."

"Unfortunately, no, little Mary." Ada's voice was full of excitement, "It's okay, just let the reporters pat you well, tell them to get the boys at Caltland Secondary School ready, you will It will sweep the entire school!"

Mary: "..."

She carried salad and madeleines in a small cloth bag and went downstairs to school.

Joey closed his eyes again, raised his voice and asked, "Ada, what's going on outside?"

"Miss," Ada replied eagerly immediately, "I don't know who broke the news to the tabloids, saying that the pillar in front of this house—you know, that pillar. Because it was said to be illegal by the city hall, the result One side was cut off by Mr. Gaudí, and the plane that was cut out also wrote a tribute to the great city hall."

"As a result, as soon as it was published in the newspaper, it became famous all at once! Now those people outside are moving the statue that blocks the section to watch the excitement."

Oh, that's it?

Joey turned over, stuffed his head into the soft pillow, and snorted impatiently: What a fuss.

The last time she saw a few children gathered around the statue, she pointed and gave them a few pesetas, and asked them to tell the editorial department of "Barcelona Star" about this interesting discovery.

She had just thought that the citizens of Barcelona might understand this contemporary little joke.

...I didn't expect to be so understanding, even understanding that it interfered with her normal life.What a mistake.

Let Antonio design for her next time, and change to the bedroom on the other side.Being woken up early in the morning is really annoying.

If this happens every day in the future, no one will be able to sleep!

When Mary walked to the hall on the first floor with her small schoolbag on her back, she saw a slender young man throwing his bag aside, standing in the hall with a dark face, gesturing to the front and back walls.

"Good morning, Antonio," Mary greeted him politely, "I'm off to school."

Antonio greeted her, and followed her brisk steps with thoughtful eyes until he reached the gate.

As soon as he opened the door, he was immediately surrounded by the crowd.

"Hey, someone came out! Who is this?"

"I do not know……"

"Never mind him, take a picture first!"

Click!

The little girl with the schoolbag on her back kept her eyes fixed on her and took ruthless steps like a queen.

Go straight through the crowd quickly and without hesitation.

The little girl's "don't talk to me" aura is so strong that no one really dares to stop her.In this way, she walked out of the crowd smoothly, got into the carriage, and went to school.

Antonio thought for a while and picked up the bag too.

Go to the door.

open the door.

"Antonio!" Ada suddenly called from behind, "Your homework has dropped!"

Antonio:"……"

"That's not my homework, don't take it." He replied quickly, and wanted to walk out quickly.

But Ada's words were like poking an ant's nest.The crowd gathered at the door to watch the excitement instantly boiled up.

"Antonio?! Antonio Gaudi!"

"Are you Mr. Gaudi? The designer of this house!"

"It's him, right! Hurry up and take a picture!"

Click click!

"Mr. Gaudi, what is your acceptance speech?"

Before Antonio had time to get out of the crowd, he saw the dense crowd of people rushing towards him like oysters after the tide receded.

"Can you do an interview! Talk about how you came up with a house like this?"

"No, I'm Antonio Fernandez." He said coldly and expressionlessly, "I don't know the person you're talking about."

"Excuse me, I need to go out."

His face was so impatient that the people next to him couldn't help muttering in their hearts—is it not just that they don't know Gaudi?It is simply a grudge against Gaudí!

And Antonio squeezed out from the crowd, thinking unbearably——

very good.When I come back from school today, I will start to open a hidden back door.

Originally, he also wanted to skip class today, after all, his mind was full of new manuscripts.

But the final exam is one month away, and Joey suddenly remembered what he failed last year, and ordered him to go to school on time.

Therefore, the whole journey to the school was spent in the design conception of the new door.

Antonio was absent-minded all the way until he entered the classroom, and immediately heard a desperate wailing inside——

"Oh my god, what's wrong with that bald old man?!"

"Help! You can't refer to it at all. Once you find out, you get zero points in all subjects! Is this something that humans can do?"

"No reference at all, how is it possible! Does he think we all build houses in our heads out of thin air, just like a certain boss who broke the minimum age record in the game?"

At this moment, the sharp -eyed classmates saw the slender figure who came in at a glance, "Antonio! Woohoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohed

"What's the matter?" Antonio put down his bag, and took out his homework, notebook and pen one by one from inside.

"We also want to ask what's wrong! God knows why Mr. Dago went crazy, and suddenly issued an order to all teachers to strictly check for plagiarism. All works will be treated as zero points if any reference signs are found!"

"If it's the end of the semester, it's not a big problem. The problem is that he has to go back to the previous homework! The homework for the whole semester, God! Do I have to go back and correct it one by one!" A boy screamed while holding his head. .

"I heard that someone plagiarized and was caught by Mr. Dago!" A thin boy said mysteriously, "I heard the conversation between Mr. Dago and Mr. Julio at the corner of the stairs yesterday. Mr. Dago said, He never thought that a student would plagiarize, so he decided to conduct a thorough investigation in the whole school, and never let go of any signs of it from then on.”

"Who! Who is that bastard!" The classroom was filled with hatred, "Find him and kill him!"

There are still two weeks until the final design is due.Temporarily changing the design now, this is killing people!

And Mr. Dago doesn't seem to be going to die for a while, so not only this year, but also next year, every year has today, and every year will lose his skin!

"Boss, do you know who it is?" In the chaos, a classmate asked Antonio.

Who knows, the gods may have more knowledge than ordinary people.

"I don't know." Antonio shrugged, took out the manuscript paper from the drawer, and quickly immersed himself in his own design.

It doesn't affect his design anyway.His source of inspiration is nature.

This day is March 1874, 3, sunny.

If someone in later life collected the diaries of the students of the Barcelona School of Architecture, he must have found this day unusual.

On this day, quite a few students invariably spit out lotus flowers and greeted a person viciously in their diaries.

Who exactly was caught by Mr. Dago for plagiarism, and he suddenly started to strictly check the repetition rate of his works!

Mueret!

The author has something to say: This word has been harmonious, and the health network starts from me.

The author Jun, as one of the graduates who benefited from Mr. Zhai's incident, cut the plagiarism rate to 2% for his graduation thesis on literary analysis.My best regards.

Fulfill the previous promise, add more today!There is another one at nine o'clock in the evening.