wood builder

The increasingly severe tinnitus and frequent red-green color blindness made He Ying restless at this moment. However, the sound from the surrounding speakers kept coming. Liang Sige introduced the ancient pagoda that was damaged in the earthquake with a deep voice:

"The ancient masonry pagoda was seriously damaged in this earthquake."

"In areas with earthquake intensity VI and above, a total of 61 ancient pagodas were damaged, of which a total of 16 pagodas partially collapsed or completely collapsed."

Every word that penetrated into his ears was like a loud sound of collapsing masonry, shaking He Ying's eardrums.

But she still held the empty carton silently, and like hundreds of teachers and students in the school, sat calmly and seriously on the chair, regarding Liang Sige's sharing as a rare experience. But she couldn't control it. The moisture in her palms would slowly seep into the light brown texture of the carton with every exertion of her fingertips.

There was a question that she had asked all the nerves, blood vessels, and every cell in her body countless times.

That is, eleven years have passed since that incident, and she has received enough comfort and care. But why do I still have such a strong stress reaction every time I hear those two words?

With her weakness back then, she was unable to prevent such a disaster from causing harm to people. So she didn't need to blame herself for her grandfather's death.

So why?

Is it because I pestered my grandfather to talk about this and that, delaying his repair progress, and I regretted it?

Or do you regret it because you told your grandfather that you wanted to stay there longer, only to encounter such a tragedy?

No, neither.

Grandpa always strives for excellence in every restoration job he does.

He said that every ancient building, every statue, and every painting is evidence of the civilization left by our predecessors. This verification is not that we saw them or repaired them, but that we let them know and let future generations know that we have been here. In this way, Chinese civilization can be passed on forever.

Therefore, grandpa will not change his working hours because of himself, will not blame himself for sacrificing his life to save others, and does not want to see what he is like now.

If that's the case, then what can't she let go of?

"From the perspective of structural types, the slenderness ratio is greater than 3.0 and the pavilion-type towers are the most severely damaged. The reason is that the walls of the pavilion-type towers are relatively thin and the spatial stiffness is relatively small; while the degree of collapse of the tower body increases with the earthquake As the intensity increases, and the height of the mountain has a significant amplification effect on the earthquake, the ancient tower built on the top of the mountain will be more likely to collapse; and the construction quality of the tower is also closely related to its ability to resist collapse."

Liang Sige's voice was deep and powerful, but in He Ying's ears, it was intermittent.

"The structural type of ancient pagodas has a great correlation with the degree of earthquake damage. For pavilion-style ancient pagodas located in seismic fortification intensity areas of 7 degrees and above, with a slenderness ratio greater than 3.0, more attention needs to be paid to the seismic collapse of the structure. Identification will help us carry out earthquake-resistant repairs to such ancient towers."

At this point in the speech, Liang Sige saw several students raising their hands in the audience, so he temporarily stopped to communicate with everyone. After choosing for a long time, he pointed at a boy who was like himself, wearing glasses and looking elegant:

"It's just you."

Lin Ru stood up gracefully, took the microphone and asked:

"Hello, Mr. Liang, I am Lin Ru, majoring in architecture at Tianyang University. Thank you for sharing. What I want to ask is, based on your explanation just now, can I understand that the reason why you study the seismic performance of ancient pagodas is ultimately The purpose is just to better strengthen and protect the ancient towers, but it cannot prevent them from being damaged by earthquakes, nor can they use their structural characteristics to design and build earthquake-resistant buildings, is that right?”

Such a question is too sharp and even quite provocative. The school fell silent for an instant, and the teachers and students in the audience raised their heads and looked at Liang Sige with different emotions.

Some of these people were puzzled, some were probing, some were worried about him, and of course some were gloating about his misfortune.

Liang Sige just pushed up his glasses, took a deep look at Lin Ru, and then coldly said two words into the microphone:

"Yes."

"Ah?!" There was a roar in the school.

"Are you mistaken? Didn't Liang Sige study a lot of earthquake-resistant structures? Why do you say that?"

"But what he said is right. He originally majored in ancient architecture. The purpose of studying these ancient towers is to protect ancient buildings. Strictly speaking, architectural design is not his main business."

"No! I have always read his papers as the Bible! Now that he has overturned his own theory, what should I do?"

"Yes!"

Just when the students expressed that they could not understand Liang Sige's speech, they heard a familiar voice from the speaker again.

"The reason why I say this is because in my personal opinion, no matter how we study earthquake-resistant structures, we must have awe of nature."

The school became quiet again.

His voice became clearer in the ears of He Ying, who had always closed his eyes:

"Human beings are very insignificant in the face of nature. In the face of extremely destructive natural disasters, no matter how perfect a building structure is, there is no 1056% guarantee that it will not be destroyed. This is why I have repeatedly emphasized that the construction of ancient pagodas The reason for the correlation between the site and the degree of earthquake damage. As for studying the seismic performance of the ancient pagoda, my original intention was indeed to repair and strengthen the ancient pagoda, but at the same time, during the research process, I also had a thought, which is what kind of ancient building should we use? How can we use the structure as a reference for architectural design to better cope with earthquakes that are less destructive? So, an all-wood structure tower located in SZ City, Shanxi, built in , came into my sight."

In the following content, Liang Sige gave a brief introduction to his research direction corresponding to the county wooden pagoda. The teachers and students in the entire school, including Lou Xinyue and Tang Guoguo, actually listened to the lecture meticulously.

But when He Ying heard Liang Sige's words, "Human beings are very insignificant in front of nature," her heart tightened and she completely blocked other content from her eardrums.

Is that so?

The reason why I had a stress reaction was because of the memory of the earthquake. It was not the earthquake itself, nor was it because of the death of my grandfather. Is it because in her subconscious mind, she simply does not believe that the structure of ancient Chinese buildings can withstand natural disasters such as earthquakes?

This is impossible!

An ancient architecture major who loves ancient architecture and will work hard for it all his life would actually lose confidence in his professional beliefs? This is ridiculous!

But, who stipulates that people engaged in the ancient construction industry must believe in the earthquake resistance of ancient buildings?

He Ying was tangled in his heart, but he still comforted himself: it was a natural disaster that was rare in a century, and had not been recorded several times in history. Such destructive power could not be used as a measure of the seismic performance of mortise and tenon structures. Moreover, it is a recognized fact that Chinese-style ancient buildings have the strongest earthquake resistance.

What on earth are you thinking about?

Her color blindness is caused by eye disease and cannot be caused by other reasons. Countless thoughts flashed through He Ying's mind and were overturned. After repeating this several times, he was finally interrupted by the sweet voice of the host on stage:

"Thank you very much, Mr. Liang Sige, for your wonderful sharing. At the same time, please pay attention to the registration time for the National College Earthquake Resistance Exchange Competition. I hope to be able to discuss the anti-seismic views of ancient buildings with Mr. Liang Sige on the competition field. Then, we will invite you again Professor Liang Zhibo came on stage and told us about the research ideas for the "Evaluation Standards for Building Seismic Resilience", please."

Amid the warm applause of the crowd, Liang Sige and Liang Zhibo completed the handover of the stage.

"In this way, let me first introduce the background of the standard preparation."

Although Professor Liang Zhibo is over fifty years old, his speech is still as loud as a bell:

"Seismic resilience of buildings refers to the ability of a building to maintain and restore its original building functions after a set level of earthquake action. In recent years, scholars in the United States, RB and other countries who are mainly engaged in earthquake engineering and structural engineering research have successively proposed the concept of seismic resilience The concept has been studied in depth. The comprehensive seismic performance requirements of buildings, building groups and cities have also been upgraded from "seismic safety" to the level of "seismic resilience". Currently, there are three international standards for the evaluation of seismic resilience of buildings, respectively. It’s FEMA-P58, REDi Rating System and USRC Building Rating System”

Hearing Professor Liang start to talk about practical information, He Ying wanted to take out her mobile phone and record a video and go back to study, but she found that she couldn't calm down anyway, so she planned to go out to get some fresh air and take a look at Chu Mingchen's research model. How's it going?

But what she didn't expect was.

As soon as she stepped out, the boy sitting next to her pointed at the cardboard box on her seat and said to Liang Sige: "Third brother, isn't this express box mine? You said you would use it to pack things before, why are you here?" "

Liang Sige looked over, but couldn't see clearly because of the distance.

The boy was afraid that he wouldn't believe it, so he took a photo of the express delivery note on the carton and sent it to his WeChat account, and said, "I didn't lie to you! The recipient's name is written on it!"

Seeing this photo, Liang Sige's face became obviously unhappy.

He said, "I'll go out for a moment, and you guys will come out when the time comes." Then he stood up and left.

He Ying went to the bathroom first, walked around but couldn't find Chu Mingchen, so he walked aimlessly outside the theater door next door. There were no performances scheduled in the theater today. He Ying was suddenly curious about what it was like inside, so he tried to open the entrance door.

It's actually open?

So she opened the door wider.

She slipped in through the crack of the door sideways, turned around and just closed the door when she heard a series of familiar yet strange voices coming from behind:

"Dad, I promised you to give a speech, and I have already done so. I have something to go back to school in a while, so I will not attend the cocktail party in the evening. I will be very busy in the next two days, so don't call me."

"I'm really busy."

"You must tell the truth when you speak. I delayed it for two days just to help you make a model."

"But I told you not to give my models to girls I don't know."

"The matter has come to this, I have nothing to say. But please tell her, don't add me on WeChat or call me in the name of asking me to answer questions. I really won't go to the cocktail party, so, hang up. ”

Although He Ying couldn't see the boy's appearance, she could tell from his cold voice that he was not someone to be trifled with, and he must be very concerned about others eavesdropping on his phone calls.

However, I really didn’t mean it, so I thought it would be fine if I apologized, right?

But just when she turned around, she heard the boy's soliloquy that made her jaw drop.

"Ahhhh!! What do these couple want to do? Why should they give my model to a girl! Yes! I admit that the girl looks like my favorite, but they don't have to arrange it so deliberately to let her sit on me position, right? You can never listen to them again next time and attend such a boring occasion! Really! Liang Sige, please try your best and don’t always be kidnapped by their morals! Ahhhhh!!!”

Then, Liang Sige rubbed his hair and turned around, meeting He Ying's eyes at the door.

Because the incident happened suddenly, he even forgot to put away the helpless and aggrieved expression on his face after being bullied by his parents.

He Ying's head felt like it was struck by lightning.

I can't believe it at all. The boy with the wild hair in front of me is the same person as the great master who was so high-spirited on the stage just now!

But from his words, no matter how shocked He Ying was, he could tell that Liang Sige had misunderstood him.

"Well, listen to me, actually." He Ying wanted to clear up the misunderstanding, or at least make it clear that his arrival was an accident.

But Liang Sige instantly changed his expression to an indifferent expression and asked himself:

"What do you want to do? Want my WeChat account? Impossible."

"What?" He Ying looked shocked. He couldn't believe that this man was so narcissistic. He laughed at himself and turned around to leave. In order to express his anger, he even closed the door hard!

As a result, a scream was heard from inside the door:

"Ah!!! My nose!"

No way?

He Ying hurriedly opened the door to see how he was injured, but as soon as he said "I'm sorry", he saw a pale Liang Sige looking at the nosebleeds on his fingers and said one word weakly:

"Blood~~~?"

Then, he rolled his eyes and fainted.