Chapter 605 Defense-breaking Debate
“That’s nonsense.”
The sullen Moritani Teiji stood behind the two people, and first glanced at the man with a yin and yang head very unhappily. Then he looked at the blue-haired young man.
Compared to some hopelessly exaggerated people who are trying to impress people, young people who look young are actually more meaningful for dialogue.
"What's your name?" Looking directly into the young man's eyes, Moritani Teiji asked.
"My name is Kitagawa Yusuke, Mr. Moritani." Karasawa blinked and replied calmly.
"Okay, Kitagawa-kun. Take a serious look at this work." Moritani Teiji raised his hand and gestured to the model in the glass cabinet, "I do not deny that some lack basic industrial theory, or , in order to win awards and be unconventional, people who regard their works as landmarks rather than buildings may indeed have aircraft drafts. But will there be a similar situation in my design? ”
Aircraft drafts. , generally refers to manuscripts that have been modified or rejected due to communication or other problems that do not meet the real needs of the client.
In the context just now, this is a satire on Moritani Teiji for overemphasizing his own aesthetic concepts and being unable to produce manuscripts that meet the needs of customers.
Moritani Teiji absolutely disagrees with this.
"As architects, the difference between us and other art creators is that architecture is so-called related to the lives and fortunes of many people. It is impossible for us to forget about the completed work after creating it."
Facing the model buildings in front of him, as well as the design drawings and photographs of more buildings in the exhibition hall, Moritani Teiji opened his hands and started his planned speech.
“Architects must be responsible for their works throughout their lives.” With these words as the tone, Teiji Moritani straightened his back and said seriously, “Architecture is different from other art forms after all. , as designers, if we leave any hidden dangers to the building due to personal reasons, its legacy will be inseparable from our names for the rest of our lives, even after our death. ”
< br>This sentence sounds quite responsible and socially responsible, but in the ears of Tangze, who is aware of his thoughts, it means something else.
He did not mean that as an architectural designer, he should be responsible for building safety. His emphasis was on the second half of the sentence.
——The relationship between architecture and architects, even after death, will always be remembered because of the practical attributes of architecture.
This is something he cannot tolerate now that he is seriously ill.
After a brief round of applause from the audience, Teiji Moritani pressed his palms and continued to elaborate: "When I was young, I was also shaken about whether I should stick to my ideas and whether I should implement an aesthetic. At the end of the day... you have to know that often an architect's personal style may be inconsistent with the client's needs. This is why my current creative content is very different from my early style."
< br>Speaking of this, Moritani Teiji took a deep breath, as if he wanted to draw some strength from the air in the exhibition hall.
“After that, some changes occurred in my thoughts. I believe that what distinguishes a person who insists on the art of architecture from ordinary architects is the implementation and persistence of his own ideas. Regardless of the architectural style, Regardless of the use, this will be a protracted, timeless dialogue between architectural design and users. It was precisely because of this change in mentality that when I was 34 years old, I designed the Sumida Canal Bridge for the Toto Ring Line. , and won the Newcomer Award from the Architectural Association. This was also the beginning of my true journey into Zhu Xun’s architectural art.”
While he was speaking, he had already slowly walked to the display cabinet on the other side, pointing to the design drawings hanging in the display cabinet here, explanations of some design concepts, aerial photos of backward buildings, etc.
From his expression, it is not difficult to see how proud he is of this building that is almost a turning point in his life.
“I have changed my mind and am even ashamed of my muddled past. I have given up my pursuit of aesthetics, and perhaps I will regret my immaturity in my youth for the rest of my life.”
Karasawa and Narumi Asai, who was wearing eye-catching clothing, looked at each other and exchanged glances.
To put it simply, after I won an award in my 30s, I deeply believed that symmetry is good, so I began to look at the past works less and less pleasing to the eye.
That's quite putting it mildly.
"So, young man." Having said this, Emperor Moritani suddenly turned in the direction of Karasawa, a pair of slender eyes emitting a sharp light, "You may not be engaged in related fields, but In terms of art, as a senior, I have reason to give you a piece of advice."
As he spoke, he walked to Tang Ze's side, raised his hand, and put his arm around Tang Ze's shoulders with a hostile expression. His attitude towards the person opposite him was that he was dressed in a fashionable style, but in his eyes, Asai Naomi was simply unsightly.
“People should have a sense of aesthetics when they are young. There is no pursuit of perfection now. As long as you keep going on this path, one day you will regret it for the rest of your life.”
Through the light gray exaggerated toad mirror, Asai Naomi faced his bright but arrogant eyes and slowly smiled.
Compared with the eloquent Karasawa, he is indeed not the eloquent type, but when it comes to the so-called artistic pursuit...
"Professor Moritani, you said it very well." Asai Naomi raised his hands and said softly He clapped his hands lightly, "Then can you answer my question?"
"But it doesn't matter." Moritani Teiji raised his chin without any fear.
He is a confident and excellent person. He has reached his current position by relying on his own ideas. He does not think that he will lose to any young person in the debate session.
Narimi Asai nodded gently.
"I am not engaged in visual arts. I am a pianist. I may not be able to understand your pursuits. But Professor Moritani, my piano was purchased by my family at a huge cost;
" The Kitagawa-kun next to you does not come from a well-off family, and he is not well-known yet. But he also did his best and used all his disposable income to support the expenses of painting materials and equipment...
"What about you, Professor Moritani, did you also spend your own money to produce your works? ?”
The smile on Moritani Teiji’s face disappeared immediately.
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"When you and Brother Shinichi went to the United States?" Conan asked back, shrinking his shoulders with caution, "Well, I didn't know you at that time, Sister Xiaolan. Why are you telling me this?"
"I didn't do anything, I just mentioned it casually." Mao Lilan put down the comb, gathered the smooth hair on one shoulder, and said casually, "Well, I'm going to call Shinichi to chat. Let's talk about this."
"Oh, that's it..." Conan, a little nervous, quietly pressed against the back of the sofa behind him.
He was talking to himself about topics related to Kudo Shinichi. Is this because he feels guilty, or is Xiaolan really aware of it?
The more I think about it, the worse I feel...
"Tell me, if I call him at this time, can Xinyi receive the call?" Mao Lilan took out his mobile phone, clicked on the address book, and tilted his head.
"Well, if Brother Shinichi is in the United States, this time will happen to be at night, so it should be fine." Conan laughed a few times, and there was a little white hair on his back.
I couldn’t tell whether Xiaolan was being weird or just mentioned it casually. It felt too scary.
"Oh, you also know that Shinichi is in the United States." With his fingers hanging on the name, Mao Lilan glanced at Conan's face and nodded in agreement, "What you said makes sense, but I still Let me send you a message first to ask.”
After finishing speaking, Mao Lilan ignored his answer, lowered her head, and fiddled with her phone, as if she was really starting to edit the email.
After carefully taking two steps back to make sure that Mao Lilan had no other reaction, Conan, who was amnesty, hurriedly left the living room of the office and went downstairs as if he was running away.
Rationally, he understood that the worst situation might have happened. When he began to doubt whether Mao Lilan meant what he said, it was likely that things had reached the worst moment. He was just still there. It's just a matter of luck.
And now that Mao Lilan has discovered the clues, he extends his head and shrinks his head with a knife, and now he simply puts it aside, maybe he can still pursue a lighter sentence. He understands the truth, but he still needs to be cowardly.
Almost as soon as he ran around the corner, his cell phone rang.
Mao Lilan's email was really sent.
After swallowing, Conan did some mental preparation and took the initiative to dial the phone.
"Hey, Xiaolan, why are you looking for me?"
"Ah Xinyi, I have some discoveries that I want to tell you." Mao Lilan's tone was different from usual The same, nothing changed, "Do you still remember the time we went to the United States to play with Aunt Yukiko a year ago?"
"Oh, a year ago, of course I remember." It took half a minute, Still unable to tell whether Mao Lilan was playing his Conan, he cleared his throat and tried his best to remain calm and said, "It was also the time we met Aunt Sharon."
"Yes, Aunt Sharon is very kind to us. I didn't expect..." After a moment of sadness, she returned the focus to her own problem, "Do you still remember, Aunt Yukiko and the crew did it?" The transcript was taken, leaving the two of us to take a taxi back to the hotel..."
Just when they and Kudo Yukiko went to the set to visit her old friend, Sharon Wynyard, a murder occurred on the set where Sharon was working. .
The content of the murder case is not complicated. Generally speaking, it is still the commonplace human relationships, love and hatred. If there is anything special about this case...
That is The actress Mao Lilan accidentally rescued on the set turned out to be the murderer who later committed murder.
Mao Lilan, who was worried about this, had been thinking about this matter along the way. Therefore, she kept the car window open and looked at the night view of New York in the rain, hoping to release some of her suppressed emotions.
This caused the handkerchief that Sharon gave her to be blown away by the wind. The two of them stopped the car and went to the alley to look for the blown handkerchief.
"You mean, when you met a suspected serial murderer?" Conan was slightly distracted from the entanglement, listening to Mao Lilan's words attentively, and slowly recalled the scene at that time.
"Yes, you went upstairs to look for a handkerchief and didn't see the person I met." Mao Lilan kept comparing the blurry pictures in his memory with the person he saw on the road yesterday. The man became more and more certain, "Just when you were going upstairs, a man with long hair and a knitted hat came over from the other direction of the alley."
"...You didn't even talk to me. He said this." Hearing the danger in the words, Conan's eyes widened and he tightened the voice changer he held to his mouth, "Is he a very dangerous guy?"
" Did I have a fever those days? My memory is rather vague. That man was holding a big gun, like a sniper rifle, with a long barrel." Mao Lilan recalled in trance. While speaking slowly, "I thought he was some kind of gangster, or a professional killer or something."
"Isn't that a very bad situation?" Even after a year, Mao Lilan was definitely not in any danger at that time, Conan still felt scared, "You actually chased me into the building?"
"I went in to look for you just because I felt it was dangerous!" Mao Lilan retorted, "The guy glanced at me and just said in Japanese, "Quickly disappear," and then walked into the building..." < br>
"The building where we met the murderer later?"
"Yes, he chased him in. I was afraid that he was looking for you, so I even forgot to take an umbrella..." Mao Lilan sighed, "Later, I never saw him again until I fainted. After that, I became even more confused and couldn't remember clearly because of the high fever."
Now that I think about it, although that The man's appearance was as cold and sharp as a blade, and his tone of voice was definitely not friendly, but he did not do anything to hurt them, and his reaction was a bit excessive.
Now, for comparison, there is Akechi Goro, who loves to take out a gun when he has nothing to do. She has some profound understanding of the situation in the United States and has changed her mind.
The gunman you encounter while chasing a murderer may not only be another criminal, but he may also be a plainclothes police officer following him! Otherwise, if you encounter two minors who are getting in the way, you can just shoot them casually. There is no need to specifically warn her to leave.
However, Mao Lilan felt that this could not be entirely blamed on her judging people by their appearance. Whoever it was, it would be difficult for someone to meet such a person head-on in such a cold rainy alley in New York without misunderstanding. Bar?
"So, you made a special trip to call today because you suddenly thought of this person?" Conan's brows were furrowed, but he still did not forget to follow the character and ask questions.
"No, it's because I suddenly met him yesterday." Mao Lilan shook his head, "A few months ago, Conan and I encountered the Shinkansen bombing attack, and the joker disguised himself as Yes, it was his image at that time... No wonder I took action subconsciously when I saw him. Well, in short, I think I may have discovered how joker was staring at dad."
The Phantom Thief has an assistant, just like a detective has an assistant, it is a natural thing.
Since the Phantom Thieves of the Heart has several members, it is understandable that there are support staff from different channels doing various jobs.
It is not difficult to find a few people to keep an eye on a detective who is not too busy. It can also be used as protection in a sense!
"Following..." Conan's brows slowly wrinkled after hearing Mao Lilan's description.
No, when it comes to tracking...
He also thought about why he felt that the man looked familiar.
When Tang Ze first came to the cafe downstairs, especially the few times when he encountered the case unexpectedly, he seemed to have... seen such an image of a man among the crowd before...
Joker’s eyeliner? However, what was the reason for his appearance in New York a year ago...
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“I don’t know.”
After a moment of awkward silence, Moritani Teiji's tone became obviously cold.
“I’m telling the truth, right?” Asai Naomi spread her hands and spoke harshly, “As a designer who understands the construction industry, you should know very well that in order to realize How much extra cost does some fanciful visual design cost in the construction industry?"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the canal bridge behind Moritani Teiji whom he had just embraced affectionately.
“Just like this bridge. Its unique symmetrical structure does take into account both aesthetics and industrial value. However, as a layman, I can easily see how much difficulty and difficulty it adds to the construction. Cost. As part of the Dongdu Circular Line, it is a link in public transportation operations. Is it really appropriate to put this premium on aesthetics?”
Moritani Teiji gritted his teeth and said unkindly. Look at him.
"We musicians and painters do have an obligation to maintain our personal aesthetic and persistence in art - after all, this is what customers, or people who like our works, want to see."
Narimi Asai turned around, took off his glasses with a smile, and with a pair of red eyes, subtly stared at Moritani Teiji, whose hair and beard were meticulously groomed.
This is a guy who cares too much about "respectability" and has distorted himself and humanity. For his own selfish desires, he has brought disaster to many people. He looks down on such a high-sounding person and refuses to turn it into a The artist’s persistence.
“But what about you, Mr. Moritani, do you really have the right to dispose of your own 'works' at will, as you said, and regard the creations of your youth as a 'shame'?
“The value of a building only exists after it is put into production, and that has nothing to do with you. ”
Therefore, Moritani Teiji, who wanted to destroy them all without permission, was such an arrogant and mean bastard.
It is true that Party A invited you here because he likes your style, but Party A who builds large-scale buildings, whether for private purposes or public buildings, has many practical needs. of.
It has been more than ten or twenty years, and you suddenly lost your mind over the issue of money and goods. You said that because it is a black history, you must find a way to destroy them all. Those who spent a lot of money to hire Who did your Party A provoke?
(End of this chapter)