Chapter 1074: The Snail

Walking out of the sales hall, Chen Changfei received another call. After hanging up the phone, he sighed and said, "The previous landlord called, saying that the rent will increase."

"How much does it go up?"

"I don't know yet...it seems to be at least doubled..." Chen Changfei sighed.

Both of them were silent.

Skyrocketing housing prices and suddenly soaring cost of living are very heavy pressures for every young person. Every young person has to bet his efforts in the next ten, twenty, or thirty years on How much life is there in the world when you're on a house?

Thinking about it while walking, Chen Changfei found that there was no sound behind him, and suddenly stopped, only then realized that he hadn't heard Chen Changda's voice for a long time.

Shouldn't it scare the kid.

When Chen Changfei turned around, he saw Chen Changda running around behind him.

It rained a little this morning, and many fat snails came out of their dusty shells and crawled around on the young leaves.

Chen Changda picked up a Coke bottle and threw the snail into it, and now he has picked up half of the bottle.

"What are you doing?" Tang Wan wondered.

"Take it home and feed it to the chicken, the chicken likes to eat snails..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly slapped his head: "Ah, there are no chickens at home!"

Suddenly, I felt a little melancholy again.

For a half-grown child, leaving home and coming to a big city is full of joy and surprise, but at the same time, there is also unspeakable reluctance. The old yard, the old house, and those chickens and ducks, the old road at home dog……

"It would be great if I could carry my house back like a snail." Chen Changda muttered.

Chen Changfei suddenly stopped and froze there.

Back the family house? Like a snail?

Once, when Chen Changfei was a child, he had such a naive fantasy, but it was just a fantasy.

At this time, they were walking in a wilderness.

As the sales lady said before, the nearby vacant land has already been owned. Maybe these developers are still holding on to the land, waiting for the value to continue to appreciate before deciding what to develop into or selling out.

It is midsummer now, and the barren land is lush and full of various weeds and plants, like a "herb garden".

Perhaps it was because there were so many people looking at the house. In the middle of the land, a small path was wriggled out. The road was slightly muddy, but it was still walkable.

Chen Changda became excited and thought about it: "At that time, we will put the house here, level it up here to grow vegetables, there to raise chickens, here is the gate, and here is the kitchen..."

He was immersed in his own fantasy, and he no longer had the shyness and embarrassment of the past, nor the hesitation and anxiety, so he was like a child of his age.

It was like suddenly, I found a sense of belonging from this city.

Chen Changfei looked at Chen Changda and suddenly became dazed.

Then he suddenly groped behind him, but found nothing.

When I went out today, I forgot to carry my backpack.

"Here..." A sketchbook was handed over, Tang Wan couldn't laugh or cry, he was so familiar with this expression.

When he was by Wei Ke's side in the past, Wei Ke would start to be dazed from time to time, and then he would hand over the sketchbook at this time, and Wei Ke would scribble down some designs and inspirations just thought of in his mind.

He didn't expect to hand over the sketchbook to Chen Changfei today.

Chen Changfei took the sketchbook and began to scribble on it.

Tang Wan and Chen Changda stood behind him, watching curiously.

After all, Chen Changfei came from a professional background, and graffiti sketching is already a skill that is practiced and perfected.

His thoughts were still a little messy, and the first thing he drew on the sketchbook was a snail.

"This snail really looks like it!" Chen Changda exclaimed.

But what Chen Changfei wanted was not likeness, so he quickly turned the page and continued to draw.

The snail's shell is the snail's home, which can accommodate its body, but what humans need is not only to accommodate the body, but also more space.

The shells of snails are actually their exoskeletons. All the snails, conchs and even shellfish in the world have strange and endless shells. In fact, they all follow the same formula and apply different parameters.

It's like God has set a standard, and then let these creatures grow freely within this standard.

As the snail grows, its shell doesn't get bigger, it just keeps getting longer, and if it lives long enough, it can grow endlessly.

Therefore, what Chen Changfei needs is not the shape of the snail, but its implication and philosophy.

If there is a kind of house that can be taken with you, when you go to any place, just plug it into the space and support structure specially designed for it, and it will immediately integrate with other snail houses.

This feels... maybe more like coral.

Turning a page, Chen Changfei put aside the image of the snail in his mind, and began to focus on designing a space where human beings can live comfortably.

Chen Changfei abandoned the spiral shape and adopted a cube, but maintained the square spiral layout from the outside to the inside, which is beautiful and stable, but not monotonous.

But soon, Chen Changfei put aside his own idea and designed a diamond-shaped structure. Then he began to think about whether some arcs should be added, such as arcs...

Chen Changfei had more and more ideas, more and more things to draw, and more and more various whimsical ideas. Standing behind him, Tang Wan and Chen Changda opened their mouths wider and wider.

...

When the three of them returned to the studio, the sun had already set in the west.

Wei Ke and Nan Ming were both lying on the sofa and sleeping soundly. Although Wei Ke had already finished the first draft of the design last night, and Nan Ming also agreed with his design concept, there are still many things that need to be improved.

Although Nan Ming is very lazy, occasionally... he will be diligent, such as when he wants to force others to jump off a building.

In the past, Tang Wan would never be willing to wake Wei Ke up, but at this moment, he really couldn't help it, and stepped forward and called softly: "President Wei, President Wei..."

Wei Ke opened his eyes in a daze, and jumped up with a sudden cry: "Ah! What? What? My design draft was shot down by Mr. Nan again!"

"Mr. Wei, you are dreaming..." Tang Wanyi's brow was sweating coldly. What kind of life has Wei Ke been living these days!

Nan Ming next to him was also woken up, and opened his confused eyes: "What? What? What did I kill? What did I kill?"

"Mr. Nan, Mr. Wei, look at this design!" Tang Wan handed the sketchbook to the two of them.

Wei Ke took it over and took a look, then his eyes widened immediately.

After a while, he looked at Tang Wan and said, "Little Tang Wan, that's amazing! This may be the most valuable thing that our studio has designed so far! It's so good, it's worth my hard work to cultivate." , you are finally promising!"

"Yeah, little Tang Wan is finally here!" Nan Ming nodded repeatedly beside him.

"Uh..." Tang Wan scratched his head in embarrassment, stood aside, and asked Chen Changfei who was standing behind to stand up: "Actually, it was designed by Changfei..."

"Hi!" Wei Ke hated to slap his thighs: "You, you, when will you be able to make a difference! You are a designer! You are a designer! Don't patronize others all day long! Work hard yourself!"

"I'll try my best, I'll try my best..." Tang Wan scratched his head, he couldn't help it, he found out later that he really didn't have that talent, and he probably could only be a housekeeper for the rest of his life... (To be continued.)