Tsinghua University.
This day was a very important one for architecture students.
Inside the Jiangcheng Industrial Research Institute.
A group of renowned architecture professors from various universities were invited over.
This is Wu Changfeng's request; the judges, after all, need to be professionals.
Of course, there is an appearance fee.
Liu Lan led a group of judges to the auditorium of Huaqing University.
After everyone took their seats, Liu Lan began to support the call for submissions process.
The design drawings from various universities have already been mailed over the stipulated time.
Unless the distance is particularly far, each institution sends a representative.
After all, it's hard to say whether you can get first place, but once you make it to the finals, you can get 10,000 yuan in cash.
Wu Changfeng and the fat manager also took some time to come over.
The two sat behind the judges.
The shortlisted drawings do not require two people to make a final decision; experts will naturally review them.
These experts will conduct cross-reviews to prevent them from giving preferential treatment to their own institutions.
Students from Tsinghua University were sitting in the audience.
Some were from the architecture department, while others were just there for the spectacle.
After all, the 300,000 yuan prize is too tempting!
Witnessing the birth process is also a kind of enjoyment.
Under Liu Lan's arrangement, the five experts completed the initial review.
Almost all of them made it to the finals; it's quite easy for the works from these schools to meet the passing score.
Apart from a few art students sending over abstract architectural drawings to cause trouble, everything was normal.
Although Wu Changfeng greatly appreciates abstract things, blueprints are not just about the external shape, but also about calculating the internal construction data of the building.
Where to drive piles, where load-bearing walls are needed, and where to erect columns—these are all highly specialized tasks.
For art students... let's just leave the jokes and banter aside.
More than 30 sets of construction drawings have been completed, and the project has entered the second phase.
The submission process is very simple: from more than thirty submissions, five are selected to make the final decision.
Unlike other events, which take several days to complete.
Wu Changfeng's requirement was to act quickly and strictly.
The new workshop in Chishui County has been completed, while the one in Jiangcheng is waiting to start piling.
We'll get right to work as soon as spring arrives next year.
Foreman Dai has already started increasing the number of workers, who are now waiting at the Jiangcheng construction site.
Therefore, the preparation time for this call for submissions has already been long enough.
We can't wait any longer.
The unnamed expert quickly selected the drawings that satisfied him.
After that, they were no longer needed.
Wu Changfeng and the fat manager came to the front and began to study the five blueprints.
One copy each from Tsinghua University, Southwest University, Jinan University, Southeast University, and Northwest University.
The meeting room fell silent.
Each university representative shook hands nervously.
It's the final hurdle; I wonder which school will emerge victorious.
Ba Ziyang was quite surprised. How did Southwest University get involved?
Is Zhou Qianqian just bored?
He kept asking me for information, and then secretly came up with a design plan on his own?
You're here to exchange ideas, not to participate in a competition!
Ba Ziyang said to Zhou Qianqian, "You've kept it well hidden. I had no idea you guys had come up with a plan behind the scenes."
Zhou Qianqian looked up: "Didn't other schools come too?"
"That's different. Southwest University was already included in the thirty-odd sets of drawings just now. You're participating again."
Zhou Qianqian laughed and said, "There's no rule against participating in the same competition repeatedly, is there? Where does it say that?"
"Ah, this..." Ba Ziyang was speechless. He hadn't written it, but he should at least be conscious of it, right?
Ba Ziyang snorted: "Anyway, I won't choose you guys, the result will be the same."
Zhou Qianqian was displeased. Were they just going to engage in empty talk? She said, "Are you all that confident?"
"Absolutely, we are Tsinghua University, you understand the home advantage?"
Zhou Qianqian was clearly unconvinced: "It's not like we're playing football, so why are we talking about home field? Are you feeling insecure? Trying to boost your confidence?"
Ba Ziyang retorted: "What are you talking about! Who lacks confidence? We'll crush your Southwest University!"
A representative from Northwestern University said, "Stop arguing. You all have no hope, why are you making a scene?"
Zhou Qianqian scoffed, "What's wrong? You Northwest University students are feeling pretty good about yourselves?"
"Strength, strength." Northwestern University remained very low-key.
Southeast University commented: "Those who are mainly there to make up the numbers are always chattering away."
Jinan University retorted, "Sorry everyone, we used connections."
"Back door?" the others asked in unison.
Jinan University stated, "Do you know Huo Jiaqi? We know him."
Ba Ziyang laughed: "When I met Director Huo, you were probably still studying somewhere."
"Hmm?" Jinan University asked, "What do you mean? Huo Jiaqi personally came to our university to recruit people."
"Do you know the Jiangcheng Industrial Research Institute? He's the director, right on the campus of our Huaqing University! Plus, the milk tea there is all you can drink. You don't even know that? What are you showing off for!"
Jinan University was taken aback. It really was their home turf!
On stage, Wu Changfeng and the chubby manager were busy doing all sorts of things, making it dazzling to watch.
The chubby manager wiped his sweat: "Boss, this is bad! I want all five sets of blueprints!"
"I have to say, these students are really imaginative. After working in architecture for so many years, they are truly an eye-opener for me."
Wu Changfeng gave him a disdainful look.
These drawings still have an impact on contemporary people.
The students all performed exceptionally well.
But for Wu Changfeng, who had lived through the later generations, the impact was not so strong.
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