[Titanic] I can't help myself

In fact, the popular music you think is also classical music to me. I thought to myself, and thought of the reminder in Carl’s words. I felt warm, touched my nose embarrassingly, and said, “Thank you, Carl, but I’m not to anyone. I’m so frank, to others, I usually say that I like Bach and Haydn.” As I spoke, I only felt that my words were ambiguous, and the more I spoke, my voice became softer, and I couldn’t help feeling annoyed at myself.

"Really? Then," Carl looked at me sideways, a smile of unknown meaning slowly appeared on his face, and I met his slightly narrowed eyes, and those black eyes made people feel that he was staring at him affectionately The illusion of, "Thank you for being different to me."

"Let's continue." I stood up suddenly, walked to the door and opened the door, "Otherwise, I can visit at most one-third of the whole house before dinner."

"Listen to you." Carl closed the piano cover and followed me out of Rose's study room.

We visited several other study rooms along the corridor, painting room, dance room, and chess room.There are also several unfinished exercises of mine in the drawing room, all of which are super large bridges across rivers and seas, as well as conceptual drawings of some super high-rise buildings, which can be regarded as a way for me to miss the past when I am bored.

Carl looked at these sketches carefully, quickly slid his finger along the smooth cables of a suspension bridge, and said, "Very interesting idea. I thought your interest was in machinery or materials, but I didn't expect it to be architecture. So you Do you want to major in architecture at university?"

"No, not the art-related architecture that designs the exterior or the interior," I shook my head. "It's civil engineering. Architecture is how to make a building look good and be functional, and the latter is How to make this building a reality and exist safely and for a long time. Besides, architecture more or less requires artistic talent, and this is what I lack the most.”

"Civil engineering? It's very... personal interest." Carl said, and picked up another conceptual drawing of a super high-rise building, and tapped it lightly with his fingers, "It's very unique. Then, these tall buildings and bridges are you A building that wants to be realized? It's, uh, challenging."

"You can directly say that it doesn't seem feasible." I laughed, "But it's not completely impossible. The structure, at its root, is a problem of mechanics, material performance, and experience, even though they seem a bit unbelievable now. , but it is not a mirage. Moreover, in fact, sometimes the theory that supports the realization of an actual project does not need to be impeccable. Many times, a building has been built, and the theoretical loopholes on which the building is based will be discovered after ten years There are a lot of things, but this building is still safe enough to stand for a hundred years."

This is also the reason why projects are not well managed and why there are so many shabby projects.The design of a building does not pay attention to precision and detail. Those design values, the amount of materials used, and the calculation of bearing capacity are all estimated by one estimation, and one experience value is inserted into another experience value. No problem can be seen in a short period of time, so the construction party cut corners or shoddy, it is difficult to be found.It has to pass the test of time to see the effect.

"Well, you have the final say." Carl shrugged, "I don't understand these professional things. But I do know a few majors in this field, you know, they sometimes need to use various I provide them with free materials, and the steel of the project they are responsible for belongs to Hockley Enterprise. If you want, I can introduce a few to you, but I don’t know if their research field is yours like."

"That would be great, Carl, thank you very much," I said.

Although I have more advanced concepts and knowledge, I dare not underestimate the experts of this era.The knowledge of civil engineering is interlocking and progressive, and more emphasis is placed on engineering experience. Maybe the boundary line of my knowledge is farther than theirs, but their knowledge is more rigorous and firm than mine, and in the The experience side is definitely authoritative.In the previous life, the concepts were half-understood, and one could barely pass the test if one was proficient in the application of software. However, in this era of manual calculations, a very solid theoretical foundation and experience are needed to complete the design of a project.

"Don't be so polite, Henry, with the relationship between you and me, you don't need to thank me." Carl patted me on the shoulder, then slid his palm up and held the back of my neck, his thumb not light or light He stroked the aorta on the side of my neck heavily.

I shivered involuntarily, and almost raised my hand to shake off his arm. I'm ticklish, and the back of my neck is already very sensitive, not to mention this kind of direct skin-to-skin contact without warning.Fortunately, the rationality that finally managed to return to the basket controlled the raised hand, turned a corner at the last moment, touched his nose, coughed pretending to be calm, turned sideways and pretended to pack up those concept drawings, avoiding his warm palm.

There is no mirror in the room, so I don't know if I look flushed now, but the temperature on my face makes it self-evident.All of this is so embarrassing, it's just physical contact between relatives, which makes me have such a big reaction.

"Of course," I murmured, not knowing if I was speaking to Carl or convincing myself, "soon we will become brothers in the legal sense, and it really doesn't take much to be a family, kin and kin. Kind thanks."

Carl put his hands in his trouser pockets, leaned on the table with his legs crossed and looked at me, "You can understand it this way." He took out a cigar from his pocket, "Is it okay?"

"Whatever you want." I found a lighter from the drawer and handed it to him, then continued to clean up, and opened the window again, until I felt that my face was not so strange, then I turned and looked at him.

"It seems that you are really interested in this subject, so do you want to be a scholar in the future? It's rare that a person can find something he really loves." Carl said slowly, exhaling a cloud of white smoke.

"Maybe it's not love, I just want to do something. I don't want to be a scholar, I just want to open my own design company, and then I will be the chief engineer." I glanced at him and smiled a little embarrassed He smiled, "Doesn't it sound a little funny? It's like a child's wish to build a castle and then become the king of the castle."

"No, no, of course it's not funny." Carl took a sip of his cigar and said vaguely, "This idea is very good. If you are willing to let Hockley Enterprises become the material provider for your works, that would be even better Come to think of it, a building that could serve as a national icon uses steel from Hockley, then Hockley can almost stand at the pinnacle of the steel industry. Of course, this is not free, I can invest a lot of money Support your design firm."

I opened my mouth and was stunned for a while, did Karl really treat me like a child?Although I know that it is to make me happy, but when I share my innermost things, what I get is this kind of attitude that is not taken seriously, which is still very frustrating.Finally, I smiled helplessly and said, "Okay, Karl...thank you for cooperating with me."

"Do you think I'm joking with you? Do you think your dream is impossible to come true?" Carl frowned, then said seriously, "Please, Henry, have some confidence in yourself, okay? I think ten years later, no, no In ten years, there will be one more world-renowned engineer in the world, and this engineer’s name is Henry Bukett, who will create many miraculous buildings, towering buildings, or long bridges across the sea.” He I took a big stride over, grabbed the stack of concept drawings I just sorted out, and flicked, "These will all become reality, and I will be the earliest witness to see the beginning of these miracles with my own eyes. You are a very Talented people," he put down the drawings, touched my hair, and finally held my shoulders, "I believe that your dreams will come true, this is not perfunctory or comforting, this sentence comes from the heart."

His black eyes looked straight into mine, and I was suddenly touched at that moment.I once tentatively told my mother what I thought, but she dismissed me in a few words as "not doing business properly" and "losing my identity". I also communicated with Rose, but she was not interested in engineering. She had no way of understanding the meaning of it. William always had the attitude that you can do whatever you want. To him, my ideal of engineering was no different from a child saying "I want to be a knight".It seems that only with Karl can I find a real connection in thinking. It’s like meeting an old friend in a foreign land. A person who understands you will give you a feeling of finding support and belonging.This is exactly the feeling I crave and lack the most during my 15 years here.

But at the same time, it's also a dangerous feeling, so dangerous that it's about to break the barrier I've erected to protect me from being lured by misplaced emotions and preventing me from crossing the moral bottom line.

I bit the tender meat on the inside of my mouth, diverting my overflowing emotions.

"Thank you for your encouragement, Carl." I said restrainedly, "Thank you."

Carl didn't seem to notice my abnormality. He let go of me, put the cigar that was almost at the end of his fingertips into his mouth, and took another puff before taking it out. "Is there an ashtray in this room?"

"Use this." I picked up a glass and handed it to him, "Let the servant clean up later."

"Thank you." He took it and extinguished the cigar in the cup, "However, if your design company wants to survive, it cannot rely on technology alone. If you trust me, I can introduce you to some managers .”

"Thank you for trusting me, Carl." I collected my emotions and said with a smile, "This is just a general idea that has not yet taken shape. There is no need to think about such distant things clearly."

"I prefer to plan ahead." Carl folded his arms and looked at me and said, "And it doesn't have to be too far away. As long as you are ready, we can start the company at any time."

There was a sense of confidence in my heart casually, the temperament and smell of a mature man made me dizzy, and I could only look away hastily.

"Come on, let's continue to visit." I changed the subject abruptly and walked out of the room first.