After Han Qi came home, he became a salted fish. He just ate, slept and played games every day. If Han Qi dared to do this in the past, his father would immediately unbuckle his belt and prepare to pull him over. But now, instead of scolding him, his family members are scolding him every day.
Make different supplements.
Because Han Qi lost weight too fast.
Originally, Han Qi was a person with a relatively well-proportioned figure. Wearing short-sleeved shirts in the summer could easily shape the muscles on his body. However, when Han Qi came back from abroad, Han's mother discovered that something was wrong.
How come a strong young man has almost turned into a skinny bamboo pole?
This is not possible.
So today I stew pig's feet with peanuts, tomorrow I stew old duck soup with pickled radish, and every now and then I stew an old hen.
"Son, it's time to eat."
Han Qi was busy dealing with the two assassins who came to cut him on the computer, and said without looking back: "Oh, I'll be here soon. What are you going to eat today?"
"Black-bone chicken stewed with yam, your favorite food, come here."
Originally, Han Qi was quite hungry, but after hearing what kind of stew it was, he immediately lost his appetite. He accidentally moved and was caught by Jie in the middle of the opposite lane. A set of combos sent Han Qi back to the spring.
Chicken again?
Only two weeks after returning, Han Qi felt that he had eaten all kinds of chicken. He really didn't want to eat meat now.
The game ended five minutes later. Han Qi walked out and said, "Are there any vegetables?"
Zheng Hongmei placed the dishes and chopsticks and said, "Yes, but don't you really want to go to the hospital for a checkup? How can you lose weight like you?"
"I haven't lost much weight, so just leave it alone."
There was a scale in Han Qi's room. It was true that he had not lost much weight, but because of his mentality, he was particularly depressed. He looked like those who took drugs, both energetic and exhausted.
Han Qi didn't know if this state was normal or not, but he knew that it should be relieved in another week.
Because the bidding will end in one week and the results will be available.
He couldn't sleep well all night here, but many people in Norway, thousands of miles away, worked overtime to check every design draft. The specially hired Norwegian designer Stray sat at the head of the table, wearing glasses.
Looking through the design drafts that were submitted to the second round.
"What are these?"
Stre was a student of Stefano, a famous European designer. Although he did not leave any particularly famous buildings, he had a solid knowledge of architectural theory and liked fresh things. His vision was similar to that of Tromso this time.
The requirements coincided with each other, so he was specially invited to review the design draft for this bidding.
A total of more than 800 designers participated, and 275 design drafts were received in two months, but there was not a single design that stood out to him.
He put aside the more than thirty designs in front of him and asked, "Is this all there is?"
Several people drinking coffee at the workstation looked at each other, and one of them replied: "We have selected the better ones, and the eliminated ones do not meet our requirements this time. Mr. Street, you are not satisfied with the results this time."
Are you too satisfied?"
Stray's face turned dark.
Of course I am not satisfied. Of course there is excellent architectural design. After all, this is a project that many European architectural studios value. The investment amount is as high as 40 million euros. The reward after winning the bid alone is 1 million euros. This is very impressive in the construction industry.
Not very common either.
It attracted a lot of excellent designers, but Stray just didn't like it.
"Where is the return?"
"exist……"
The staff of Tromsø City Hall are a little unhappy. Are you looking down on our work attitude? If you want to see all the design drafts, you should have told us earlier. Why did we waste several days?
Stray found all the manuscripts on the computer and read them one by one.
There are even hand-drawn drawings?
It’s already 2020, and you say it’s okay to draw a draft by hand, but you actually have to draw the finished product by hand. Have you never learned CAD?
No wonder I was kicked out in the first round.
Like the previous reviewers, he wanted to quickly skip this design draft. After all, after seeing too many computer-generated drawings and then looking at this kind of hand-drawn drawings, no matter how good the drawings are, he would feel a little uncomfortable.
Soon he saw the concept drawing drawn by Han Qi.
"This is really interesting."
………………
Han Qi grabbed his hair in confusion and looked at the mailbox where there was still no message.
"Damn it, this is not a big deal. It will not be announced for more than ten days. It's so uncomfortable!!"
The period of waiting for scores after the college entrance examination...
At this time, he was in a car, and there was a bright yellow scene outside the highway.
Autumn has arrived.
This is not a new trip, Han Qi simply went out to relax.
The last trip to Norway has not yet been settled. Han Qi has always wanted to wait until he gets the bidding results before settling directly, thinking that this way he will get more points, but the waiting time is like a year.
Moreover, his parents didn't understand what was bothering him at home. They were always worried about his condition, so they simply went out to pass the time before going back.
He had already thought about where to go.
Daocheng.
Although he has never been here, Han Qi has always had the name of Daocheng in his heart. After all, Wang Zheng said so beautifully when he introduced this place...'I want to go somewhere with my most beloved person to see the blue sky.
, look at the white snow-capped mountains, look at the golden grass, and watch an autumn fairy tale'
Go to Daocheng in autumn.
This idea was confirmed by Han Qi when he made his first money and left Chengdu.
I looked at Station B for a while, then clicked on my email, and finally put my phone down with a sigh... There are still a few days left, don't rush, there will always be results. And it doesn't matter even if you lose, it's my first time doing design.
Well, just practicing.
It's quite a long way to Daocheng by car. We set out before dawn and didn't reach our destination until it was almost dark.
Daocheng is not a very famous travel destination. If Wang Zheng hadn't mentioned the name to him, he might not have known that there was such a place in Tianfu. The parking place was at the station in the county seat. The house looked like it had some Tibetan characteristics, but
It doesn’t have the strong Tibetan characteristics that Han Qi saw while riding.
There are still a lot of Sichuan restaurants, just like traditional ski areas.
"Blue sky?" Han Qi looked up at the sky.
So dark.
It was too late and the blue sky was no longer visible, so it was better to find a place to sleep at night. After curling up in the car all day, I found a warm bed to stretch out.
The hotel Han Qi booked was on the pedestrian street. I read reviews online and heard that it was run by two girls. I turned on the navigation and walked along the street, and sure enough I saw a big "Here is Paradise" sign on the left.
This is the hotel where Han Qi stayed.
If she hadn't known that the bosses were two girls, Han Qi wouldn't have stayed here... The main reason is that girls like to be clean. In a hotel, where people come and go, cleanliness is the most important thing.
