Did Mr. Xu Confess Today?

   Chapter 379

  Our age is deciding our own style every day. Engineers are driven by economic laws and guided by mathematical formulas, making us consistent with natural laws and achieving harmony. The original form is a beautiful form.

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  Le Corbusier LeCorbusier

  After eating, Luo Xin seemed to still hold the book she brought back to read. The white bone spirit asked Alice why she was holding the book. Alice didn't know. In short, Luo Xin's thoughts were always unique.

  At this moment, what she is looking at is the declaration of Le Corbusier, the standard bearer of modern architecture, about the living machine and the sense of identity of the times.

  Study the whole book, the concept she got was about the connection between time, space and architecture, especially time, which is a good entry point.

  If you love the ages, you should love the present;

  Can't call back yesterday, tomorrow will still be unreal;

  You can be sure, only today’s present.

This is Emerson's sentence. Luo Xin seems to think that someone can write it down and put it in a separate room of the beauty salon without marketing. When he saw this sentence, he thought of retaining the beauty of the moment, an empty room. , Only this sentence stayed in her mind after she lay down, lingering, and the enlightenment to her life when she wanted to renew, absolutely.

  The combination of time and human life is history, and the combination of space and human life is region.

The relationship between time and beauty salons is too great. What the ladies in the beauty salon need to fight against is the passage of time, the flow of collagen, and the disappearance of youth. Luo Xin seems to have a theme in mind, and the next thing is Modification of the concept of time.

   "I thought of it! I thought of it!"

  Luo Xin seemed to stand up from his seat, dancing and dancing, filled with a sense of accomplishment in solving problems.

  The bone spirit is already quite familiar, sitting in his own position and applauding, Mr. Ali is better, paddling his chair to leave a deep mark on the carpet, the bone spirit glared at Mr. Ali:

   "If our company's carpet is broken, you have to pay to repair it."

  Mr. Ali was laughing and sloppy, still paddling his hard-working chair.

   "What did you draw?"

  The computer screen is empty. What she draws and nothing she draws are all in her mind. To put it bluntly, she only thought about the core of copywriting and cultural output, and didn't do anything at all.

   "I saw loneliness."

Mr. Ali scratched the chair back again. Between the scratches, the company's carpet bears the scratches it shouldn't bear. After several more strokes, he estimated that he would be able to draw a path. There is no such thing in the world. The road becomes the road when there are more people walking. This guy really likes to join in the fun. He is full of curiosity about other people's designs. He has a clairvoyance. As long as others come out with a new IDEA, he is especially looking forward to it. Perhaps this is the character of the innovation team, unlike the standardization design over there. Like the two Buddhas in the team, Zhong Cuizhe and Chen Chen are two motionless Buddhas. No matter how good the design is here, they both remain motionless. They continue to draw the spliced ​​things, just like playing Lego. One ring Buckle a link, don't like changes and don't accept innovation, and the forced thinking is getting more and more twisted.

Taking time as the background, the idea is good. When it comes to the computer, she is planning her own design space. According to her personal habits, except for the load-bearing column, she wipes all the compartments and all the halls added later on the drawings. Go, it’s really a new drawing. The only thing that looks annoying is the stairs. Luo Xin seems to glance at the stairs a few times. The Muse descends again, the little beauty star she saw in the beauty salon. , She acted in a drama of the Republic of China, Luo Xin seemed to clearly remember that the Weibo hype was very powerful at that time, she and another actress stepped on one hand, and the last thing that made her stand out was the one standing on the spiral staircase of the Republic of China. Looking back.

Spiral staircase?

  Luo Xin seems to have a bold idea in his mind. Although it is only a flash of inspiration, the light shines. Luo Xi seems to be an idea now, but with the beauty of the beauty salon, the concept has begun to take shape, and the conceptual design is faintly visible.

   Gearing up, she is ready to fight.

   "You said, is she considered successfully brainwashed by my brother?"

  Alice bit her straw and looked at her intently.

"Of course, she should only do structural design and project management. Now she has become a concept designer. For a normal person, at least three and five years, she achieved it in one year. This child did not continue. It's a pity to study."

  The White Bone Spirit surprisingly cooperated with their gossip today. Alice looked at the speed of her manual mouse and knew that there must be a fight in her brain.

  Copywriting: Time, in order to reflect the length and span of time, in the design of the light source, the concept of light and shadow is introduced.

  Style: small fresh and retro

  Concept: Le Corbusier’s functionalist zoning provides theoretical support, and classical literature assists.

   may be the influence of the combination of Chinese and Western in the previous project. Luo Xin seems to have added in theoretical support: Si is a shabby room and only Wu Dexin. This sentence is added for fresh preparation:

  The moss marks are green in the upper level, and the grass is blue into the curtain. Talk and laugh with ru, no contacts STOMATOLOGY. You can tune the piano and read the golden scriptures. Without the messy ears of silk and bamboo, the labor of no case.

  There are flowers and grasses, loud laughter, and quiet chanting. It is easy to be a beautiful woman, without work troubles and sadness.

  The copywriting Luo Xin seems to be handwritten on her A4 cardboard. There are too many thoughts and she is sorting out. Many of the words are very scribble. All Mr. Ali can understand are the big characters Le Corbusier and Shao Shi Ming.

   "My God, there is a muse in this child's head! Is the goddess planning to live in her head and not going to return to her place? Give it to others anyway!"

   "Are you sure it's the muse and not the devil? You don't know if she will make four different images!"

  Mr. Ali mumbled, and Alice answered the conversation, but Luo Xinsi closed the door to the two of them. She made a STOP sign, and Mr. Ali could only row back angrily.

   "If you are not allowed to go, you must go, and you were sent back by the little puffer fish, right?"

   "It looks like you didn't go."

  Mr. Ali scratched his head. He was too curious about the design plan for the old Xu family's eldest sister, but it was a pity that he saw this phrase.

   "You can't peep quietly, what are you talking about?"

  "She writes more scribbled or scribbled. The **** knows what she is writing. I can't help but read it out. If she is free, I would like to ask her!"

Mr. Ali drags his chubby chin, and his eyes flutter to the heart-like seat. Each concept designer’s new design is Mr. Ali’s mental appetite and motivation to move forward. They shot on the beach.

  (End of this chapter)