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"If it's just that extent, I don't think I can vote for you."

"I'm responsible for the Louvre!"

"Even, I bet you're going to be eliminated in the second round."

Air France, on the flight to Paris-Charles de Gaulle Airport, a middle-aged man in a gray coat with an ordinary appearance patted a newspaper with a hand-drawn plan by the Louvre on his hand and said.

And this seemingly ordinary middle-aged man actually has a very unusual identity, he is the head of the Palace Museum of China, the director of Mr. Zhang Zhongbei.

The two men had the same goal on their trip, except that one was a candidate and the other was added to the second round of judges for the 'Grand Louvre Project'.

It was going back to thirty minutes ago.

After boarding the plane, she asked the flight attendant for the latest issue of Le Monde.

The largest page of the French newspaper Le Monde proudly reported in bold bold words of 'Grand Louvre Project, the list of juries for the second round'.

According to the report, in response to the French people's doubts about the fairness of the project's bidding, President François Mitterrand personally invited the directors of fifteen reputable museums in the world and invited them to join the jury!

These fifteen curators are at the helm of the Louvre Museum, the Egyptian Museum, the Hermitage, the British Museum, the Metropolitan Museum of America, the Vatican Museums, the Rijksmuseum of the Netherlands, and the Sengenberg Museum of Natural History in Germany....

and the Palace Museum in China!

They are arguably the top fifteen most influential, oldest, richest and most valuable museums in the world.

As the director at the helm, his status and prestige are difficult to describe in words.

As soon as the French newspaper Le Monde reported, the whole world was in an uproar, because people did not think that the French president had such great power!

In the same way, the composition of such a jury makes the selection of the Louvre expansion project extremely high, which is rare in history.

Doubts, protests, and boycotts suddenly disappeared with the publication of Le Monde.

Because the masses believe that these curators will never let a palace with a long history be destroyed by modern glass buildings!

They will choose fairly, and the plan that is truly suitable for the Louvre.

Jue Tong looked at the newspaper carefully, and under this news, there were brief introductions of fifteen curators.

And when Jue Tong browsed to China, the director of the Palace Museum, his brows suddenly furrowed.

Looking at the small photograph, he suddenly felt a little familiar, until he raised his head and casually swept his gaze over a figure across the seat.

Jutong slammed into a snort, glanced at the photo in the newspaper, and then at the middle-aged man opposite.

In fact, the one on the other side recognized Jue Tong early and looked at the latter with a smile.

"Dove tree."

"If it's just that level, I don't think I can vote for you."

"I'm responsible for the Louvre!"

"Even, I bet you're going to be eliminated in the second round."

Zhang Zhong put away his smile and said to Jue Tong.

The tone was not tactful at all, and he said directly to Jue Tong.

Hearing this, Jue Tong was stunned for a moment, and looked at Dean Zhang in confusion.

What does it mean that it's just that? ’

"In fact, I admire you very much, your talent is so outstanding, so dazzling!"

Zhang Zhongcheng did not directly answer Jue Tong's doubts, and began to praise the latter as soon as the conversation changed: "When I saw your plan, I felt like I saw a ghost designer with wild ideas. ”

"I guess that's why the judges of Master Miller made it to the second round through your proposal."

I only heard Zhang Zhongcheng continue: "Your design style and use of glass are the first in the world, and no other designer has used it so far!" ”

"You've set a precedent."

It is indeed still young, and it is impossible not to be sad and happy with external objects.

Ordinary people praise him for being able to be normal, but the other side is too far away from ordinary people.

He has too much aura, not to mention that he has not yet obtained the design rights of the Louvre, and even if he does, he is far from qualified to be embarrassed in front of others.

Director of the Palace Museum, Vice Minister of the Ministry of Culture, Senior Architect, Professor of the School of Cultural Heritage, Doctor of Engineering, Doctoral Supervisor...

Listening to Da Niu's praise, the corners of Juetong's mouth couldn't help but rise, and his heart was a little dark and proud.

The changes in Jue Tong were seen by Dean Zhang Zhong.

I only heard it, and his words changed again, turning into a merciless rebuke: "It's a pity, Jue Tong." ”

"If you lose, you will lose at a young age!"

"If you lose, you will lose in the impetuousness after becoming famous!"

"If you lose, you lose in the details!"

Undisguised praise is followed by harsh criticism.

Jue Tong's face suddenly froze.

"Jue Tong, your plan, so far can only be said to be because of that moment of inspiration, I can't see a deeper level of scrutiny in it, and in fact, I don't think you have made any improvements for the second round of selection."

Zhang Zhong's face was serious, and he said in a deep voice: "It's like a poem from our ancestors, 'The article is natural, and the magic hand can get it.'" ’”

"The focus of this poem is on the word 'even', which means accidental!"

"Your talent is good, and I don't want it to be a flash in the pan."

This is saying that his plan is just luck, and listening to this merciless criticism, Jue Tong's face can't help but become a little ugly.

His brows furrowed, his eyes fell on the newspaper next to Zhang Zhong's companion, looking at the painting he had drawn by hand.

At first, Jue Tong scoffed at Zhang Zhong's evaluation of the glass pyramid, and secretly scolded in his heart: "Another straw bag whose fame and honor are far higher than his ability!" ’

'What do you know?' This is the work of another world's best master! ’

'What do you know?' This is one of the most classic and romantic French landmarks in another world. ’

'What do you know?' You're talking nonsense! ’

But when he continued to stare at the picture, his pupils contracted suddenly, and what he had previously thought was a dazzling perfect glass pyramid seemed to have some flaws, and the flaws came from the disharmony between the glass pyramid and the ancient palace eight hundred years ago.

It's like a protest from the French, why do you build a glass pyramid out of a bunch of modern gadgets next to an 800-year-old palace?

"How is that possible!"

There was a look of shock on her face.

He discovered that the glass pyramids in his paintings really lacked detail, they lacked transitions!

On top of a quaint brick and stone square, a glass pyramid suddenly erected, and nothing else, how could this alone be perfect?

After being awakened, the imperfections that are not easy to find are quickly magnified.

What was once thought to be a glass pyramid growing out of masonry and blending with an ancient palace is now a joke.

"Jue Tong, if your plan is just like this." Zhang Zhong accompanied the dean to look at the changes in Jue Tong, nodded with a thoughtful look at the end, and then said:

"I bet you'll be eliminated in the second round!"

Jue Tong nodded blankly, but his gaze still did not leave the hand-drawn.

He struggled to think about the glass pyramid in his mind, the memory of Master I.M. Pei.

He knew that it was impossible for the master to make such a low-level mistake.

Flip through the memories and learn more about it.

"Sure enough!"

He was shocked.

Sure enough, there were deeper memories related to the glass pyramid, memories that he had never discovered before.

The dove rose with joy, ready to untie the last veil.

But then, he found that the last small part of the memory was like a veil, and no matter how much he searched, he always wanted to refuse and be ashamed.

Jutong's brows became tighter and tighter, and the hand on his leg became a backhand grip and became harder and harder.

A thin line of sweat began to appear on his forehead.

No matter what, this last veil will never be lifted!

"Dove tree."

Looking at the sweat on the forehead of the young man opposite, obviously caught in a dead end of his thinking, Zhang Zhongxiang suddenly shouted.

"Have you ever been to the Louvre?"

His face was a little pale, and he looked at Zhang Zhong in confusion, only to hear the latter ask softly.

When his words fell, Jue Tong's body trembled suddenly, and for a moment, he only felt that the veil covering the glass pyramid in his mind had dissipated a little.

"Yes, you're engaged in design, and you haven't even been to the field, what kind of design do you do?"

"Isn't that just on paper?"

Suddenly, I had a hunch that the final key was here!

Jue Tong was a little vigilant, he reflected on himself, and suddenly found that since he got the adventure, he didn't know when he became proud.

Fortunately, I was reminded today, otherwise it would be too late to regret it!

Jutong is a little afraid, now he is still immature, borrowing the treasure in his mind to grow himself, but it does not mean that he is willing to become a puppet of this memory.

Sooner or later, one day, she will merge another world with her own body and go out of her own way.

There is not much time left before the start of the selection, and after arriving in Paris, it is not even 72 hours, I wonder if the dove will be able to find the key?