The Mexican looked at Si Fan in surprise. He didn't expect that such a young man would design such a brilliant and magnificent community. The design level of this community can be said to be top-notch in his eyes.

Although Si Fan borrowed almost all of his many foreign creativity, he was a great copy in the whole world! The so-called various styles are the complex of various architectural arts in an era.

Standing in the forest of the world, all kinds of inspirations burst into a systematic system, among which the unique and rich religious colors are reflected on these buildings. It was a glorious era, a powerful force brought by the Renaissance, and the most glorious period in the European history of mankind.

As a Mexican, I had an instinctive worship when I looked at the buildings in the most glorious period of Europe, and I was already immersed in them when I saw them.

But he didn't know that the scene that shocked him had just begun! When he seemed to have visited the historical traces of the most prosperous era of a powerful country, as if he was in the Renaissance of the Middle Ages in Europe, he suddenly realized that a huge palace had appeared in front of him.

This so-called huge building is not a tall building or the tallest tower in the world, but a club, a very exquisite club. Looking at the mysterious carvings on it made him admire Si Fan, the designer.

This building alone has surpassed his cognition.

Although he was full of fashion and had tattoos on his face, he still felt as if he was above the mainstream and noble society. Looking at the luxurious palace-like building in front of him, he couldn't even bear to step on it with his feet. There was no dust on the exquisite carpet, and all the decorations made him feel ashamed and walked behind Si Fan with his head down.

That was really a little afraid to enter: "Sir, is this palace of royal relatives and nobles? Can I really go in?"

He was still a little cautious and uneasy. If it were modern buildings, he would dare to spend even a few-star hotel, but it was different here, just like entering a royal palace.

It feels like a mountain is pressing against him.

Everyone inside is very elegant or unruly, but when they really enter such a palace-level palace, they are still nervous.

Si Fan pointed ahead: "This is just a club, the supporting club in this community."

He brought two people into the palace.

Si Fan is a designer and has long been familiar with this place. Uncle Yangdan has never been to a luxurious place. Now it is like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden. There are endless scenery to see.

But that's all. His aesthetic taste for beauty is limited to this, and he cannot understand the charms that are very strange in his eyes, just as those abstract paintings hanging on the wall cannot understand what this is.

In his opinion, the old hens at the door of the house were all better than this one on the ground.

In fact, in Si Fan's opinion, this is like something drawn by a mentally ill patient, but the artistic value of others is so high that the average person's financial resources cannot accept even a little of it.

For example, the Mexicans around him saw many paintings or sculptures standing next to him in awe.

But he dared not get close. There were always some strange people watching these works of art with admiration.

As long as he goes over, he will stare at him with a ruthless look, as if he will eat it at any time.

"Are these people? Are they just some paintings that everyone can see? They seem to be more careful than the city museum." Uncle Yangdan said disdainfully.

Now there was finally someone who couldn't help it.

"Uncle, I said, don't ruin any painting here. Otherwise, you can't afford to lose everything. To put it bluntly, even if everything in the museum in Jiangcheng is added up, it is not as valuable as any of the items here. This is the world's top artwork." He said carefully, and then continued to turn back.

This guy is a young painter in his thirties. He seems to be a specialist in painting oil paintings. He is here quietly watching these paintings, and then he paints them in the void in his hand.

The Mexican finally grabbed Uncle Yangdan.

"Uncle! Don't break anything here. I guess it's you, even if I lose everything, I can't afford to lose everything!" He was born to be a little careful here.

It may be related to the environment in which he grew up.

It is also possible that almost everyone will enter such a grand place for the first time. The feeling that will arise after being exposed to the high-ranking people.

It was a pilgrimage feeling, and Si Fan probably wouldn't refuse anything to ask him for anything.

A group of three people slowly passed by the corridor and then passed by the art exhibition hall. This club has allowed these artists to play with new tricks, and there is also a seven-study classroom next to it.

These are all made by them, and each of them has their own expertise. The seventh-study classroom they created is probably the highest-end in the country. They are themselves teachers and students.

Cultivate the mind and cultivate the nature every day, and achieve the three healings and seven cultivations!

The so-called seven cultivation means virtue cultivation, merit cultivation, food cultivation, calligraphy cultivation, flower cultivation, joy cultivation, and fragrance cultivation!

It completely immerses people in a very quiet state, and uses a mysterious way to make people feel close to enlightenment, allowing these artists to burst out inspiration at any time.

Maybe an excellent work, poetry, songs, or rare sculptures will be created.

This is also what those artists pursue. And the seven-cultural classroom in this club is completely immersed in it. The magnificent palace makes their minds broader and their works are more grand.

Si Fan saw a middle-aged man in the Mediterranean scratching his head and listening quietly. There was a stave and a recorder in front of him, recording his inspiration at any time.

"Did this person have an epileptic seizure? Why are you keep thrusting??" Uncle Yangdan kept pulling Si Fan when he saw a patient in the Haolexiu classroom.

Si Fan looked back and was immediately happy! It was inspired by others, and maybe some good songs appeared. As a result, Uncle Yangdan actually said that he was epilepsy.

He quickly lowered his voice and said to Uncle Yang Dan: "Uncle Yang Dan, he is a great composer. The big man song you like to sing the most in Water Margin is written by him!"
Chapter completed!