In his commentary, Master Miller spoke earnestly, without praising or belittling. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Only from the aspects of art, space, aesthetics and meaning, the old man took out real dry goods, showing the cultivation that truly belongs to the palace-level master.

But the more this is the case, the more convincing it becomes.

"I don't know where Ms. Hidalgo's so-called fake diamond judgment came from."

"I don't agree with your conclusions, but I respect your opinions!"

At the end of the evaluation, the old man stood in front of the podium and looked at the seat where the mayor of Hidalgo was sitting, and said: "In my opinion, this glass pyramid will be a huge jewel flying in the courtyard of the Louvre!" ”

Countless netizens saw that the old man first denied Hidalgo, and then called the glass pyramid a huge gem, one by one with a smile, grinning one after another, and couldn't support it.

On the seat, Hidalgo, who was named by Master Miller, turned blue and red for a while, unable to spill her anger on the old man, and then she looked at Bai Jingtong on the stage more and more annoyed.

"The Louvre is like one of my elders...", Master Miller did not stop, and then he looked at the area where the judges were sitting, as if to say: "She has witnessed my life, growing, maturing, aging..."

"I admire her very much."

"I hope that all colleagues can take responsibility for their voting rights, and I hope that all colleagues can really start from the Louvre and choose the best plan in their hearts!"

"Thank you!"

After speaking, the old man bowed and walked to the stage.

The old man strode off the stage, but the hall fell silent.

I am afraid that with the prestige of Master Miller, after the commentary, it was still resisted.

There was not a single sound in the huge hall, but the high-ranking magnates only had gloomy faces, looking down on the old man Miller.

But at the same time, in different spaces, outside the Grand Palace, in dozens of countries around the world, and in countless families, there were scorching applause and cheers!

After a while, Dove and Miller were seated in their respective positions.

At this time, Mayor Hidalgo stood on the podium with a blue face.

She's the host tonight, and she's in charge of all the processes of the normal commentary.

Standing in front of the podium, she paused for a few seconds, took a deep breath, and her face gradually returned to normal and even brought out a smile again, only to hear her say:

"Thank you masters, every plan is the most rare boutique, and every work is a collection of genres!"

"It's hard for us to choose, but there is only one Louvre, and we can only choose the most suitable plan for her."

Hidalgo regained his composure, his posture was generous, and he said calmly: "Now we will enter the last and most important part of the party. ”

"We will openly select the final plan in the form of a fully transparent vote by the 28 judges of the jury in such an evening under the live broadcast."

"In the final count, the designer of the proposal with the most votes will be in charge of the Grand Louvre project!"

As she spoke, the female mayor of Hidalgo waved slightly not far away.

I saw a flash light shining at the entrance, where twenty-eight attendants walked out in a neat line with trays.

The tray was lined with a red blanket with an envelope next to it and a Montblanc pen.

The attendants stopped beside the judges and handed the envelopes and pens to the judges with both hands.

Except for the parties, no one noticed that the attendants seemed to have their mouths inadvertently scowled a few times when they bent over.

The judges were stunned, and then returned to normal, they opened the envelope, and inside was a blank piece of paper; Unscrew the cap of the fountain pen and place it on the barrel.

At this moment, the jury of fifteen world-class museum directors and thirteen design masters became the real focus.

Outside the hall, tens of millions of netizens poked their heads out, stuck their heads, and stared at the TV or computer with wide eyes, as if they could see the judges' answers written on paper.

The girl sat cross-legged on the bed for a long time, her long black hair was scattered on her chest, her little face looked very nervous, tense, and she didn't dare to breathe.

She is proud to have such a fellow countryman.

Beijing, China.

Mu Jin, the ex-girlfriend of Hengtong, is in a rented cottage.

The lights weren't on, only the screen on the computer was on.

Mu Jin was also nervous, her long eyelashes were trembling, her red lips were trembling, and she was clasping her hands together...

She's getting too many calls these days.

In particular, the phone calls that came in when she was being criticized came back again as if they were in a hurry.

Mu Jin could hear the ridicule in the sour words.

They were laughing at her for having no eyes, for losing diamonds and picking up glass...

She didn't refute, she didn't insult back, she only secretly remembered, and even paid attention to it in her heart.

Mu Jin was watching and waiting, she wanted to see what kind of potential this ex-boyfriend who had made her look away.

It is also in the capital, a small bachelor apartment.

The white father and white mother are waiting, although they can't do anything, as long as they can watch, their hearts will be steady.

I'm afraid that tonight, Jue Tong's plan was not chosen, and the old couple is also proud in their hearts!

In the hall, thirteen top designers of various genres were also nervous.

These guys haven't seen any wind and rain, what standards have never competed, what kind of big scene they haven't experienced!

But even so, they were nervous.

It's not the cost or the desire for income, money is just a number for these masters who are at least at the house level.

All they really care about is that honor!

Top exponent of eclecticism, Martin. Master Klaisson sat in his place.

He was dressed very formally, and the gown was specially made by hand, and at this time his vision was a little wandering, and his whole body was tense.

This project is too important for him, too important for the whole eclecticism.

Eclecticism, which was the dominant global trend in the nineteenth century, has been in decline since the late twentieth century, and is now in decline in the new millennium.

This feast at the Louvre was seen by him and the eclectic designers as a clarion call for a counteroffensive!

If the opening horn is not sounded, there is still a little morale left after that.

From time to time, Klaisson's eyes glanced at the area where the judges were, and the fifty-six-year-old master, who had experienced a tension not felt in decades.

The exponent of the Baroque style, the master Rubens, was also nervous.

He was older than Clayson, in his seventies. This old man, like his design style, is a very luxurious figure, a very merry master.

Since his youth, he has shown a high talent in the Baroque school, and his life trajectory is surprisingly smooth, and he seems to have become a representative master of the Baroque school without any twists and turns.

He has enjoyed too much, but after entering the twilight of life, in this period when he can no longer enjoy women, his greatest hope in life has become honor.

Chasing the highest honor, he hopes that even thousands of years later, people will remember him.

Thus, the Louvre became the prey of Rubens.

Baron Williams' team.

Master Williams sat upright, like a general, on the battlefield.

The old master has already sealed his pen, but this time he is out of the mountain again.

He is the oldest of the masters in this bidding and the most prestigious.

The master is so talented that he was given the honor of being introduced to the house by the International Union of Architects many years ago, but after reaching the peak, he could not cross the final threshold.

If you don't enter the palace level, you will eventually be eliminated by history, which is a lifelong regret in the heart of the old man!

He thought that he would go to the grave with this regret, but he never imagined that in these last days, he would once again wait for the news of the expansion of the Louvre.

As soon as the news broke, he even burst into tears, believing it to be a gift from God.

A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier, and an artist who doesn't want to step into the palace is not a good artist!

The Grand Louvre Project was the last time that Master Williams would attack the palace level.

After this time, he will never have a chance again, whether it is energy or otherwise...

The old man will have to continue to grow old with this regret and go to the grave.

Each master has his own pursuit, praying silently in the bottom of his heart.

The dignitaries on top swept their eyes over the jury, a little annoyed.

They felt that the situation was a bit out of their control, and they could not assess the impact of Master Miller's remarks on the judges.

A high-minded habit, this sudden disobedience, and the loss of control made them very dissatisfied, and even had a countermeasure in their hearts.

If events really don't go their way, they must defend their face and authority.