Chapter 17: The Lion of Twilight (Recommend, Collect)
"Poof, hahaha... is worthy of Master Miller, and he didn't even raise his eyelids! ”
"Yes, the master is the master, there is a celebrity who has just thrown out 15 million euros, I guess that even if the president of the United States sits there, he will weigh it carefully, and it is impossible to be so capricious as the master, and he only waved his hand as if he was calling Hanako. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"Who else? I asked who else! ”
"Behold, this is called Maria. Louis's noblewoman still has the eyes when she threw out the gold, and her face is green. ”
"Master Miller has been legendary all his life, and when he reaches the status of an old man, he does have the qualifications to be willful, I just don't want to give you an evaluation, what can you do?"
"It's a pity, it seems that I can't hear Master Miller's comments this time!"
In the live broadcast screen, in the resplendent hall, the crystal chandelier is refracting the golden light.
I saw that under the attention of the audience, Master Miller's expression did not move, and he still had one arm supporting his head.
At the request, the master raised his eyelids and then swayed his free arms.
In an instant, Mary. Louis's face turned green, and the netizens who followed the live broadcast exploded instantly!
Related discussions, the pages of the live broadcast were filled in an instant, and countless netizens were laughing.
Previously, they were shocked by the courage of the celebrities and nobles of the upper class to spend a lot of money, and in the blink of an eye, a master went up and slapped him fiercely, they were happy, they were excited-
Just when more netizens were blushing and screaming and ready to rush forward to praise the master, suddenly several articles and photos were hung on the homepages of major forums.
'Boom! ’
One by one, excited netizens excitedly clicked on the article, and their faces froze!
Around the world, the entire Internet circle was still generating tens of millions of comments per second one moment, but the next second, it suddenly seemed to be choked.
What do they see?
"The three days that disappeared!"
"The birth of the homeless!"
"That poignant picture!"
The insignificance of the tramp contrasts with the magnificence of the Louvre.
The tramp's concentration contrasts with the height of four or five meters.
The dirtiness of the tramp is contrasted with the radiant countenance of the elite masters of various genres!
"I don't know how well those masters know the Louvre."
"But I know they can't lie on the ground for the tiniest of lines—"
"But I know that they won't lean out from a height of four or five meters, regardless of the danger—"
Everyone was dumbfounded, and the previous excitement was like being poured from the head by a bucket of ice water.
They muttered, they couldn't believe it, they finally knew what the Dove had been doing in the three days since they disappeared, and they finally knew if Dove Tong was just a lucky one!
Some netizens blushed and frowned, ready to question.
But in the next second, on the Internet, many netizens suddenly sent out photos and exclaimed.
"I didn't expect it, it turned out to be true!"
A netizen uploaded a photo of a blonde girl standing in front of the Louvre with a bright smile, behind the girl, in the corner, there is a homeless man silently looking up and watching.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry—"
It's also a photograph of two protagonists, a hippie boy facing the camera, and a homeless man hunched over a sculpture.
In the photo, the boy is making an extremely insulting gesture towards the homeless man!
"I'd love to say that those articles, those photos, are fake, but—"
With the photo, in the untraceable corner, the figure of the homeless man looms.
Over the past three days, more and more tourists who have visited the Louvre have burst out photos!
A photograph of the three days of the disappearance of the dove tree is like a jigsaw puzzle piece by piece.
"Almost insane—"
"No food, no sleep—"
"Day and night—"
"Everywhere—"
Netizens were silent, and the emotions in their chests gradually accumulated to the extreme, and they were just one last ignition point away from detonating it!
The cluttered web fell into a long-lost silence.
However, the astonishing changes on the Internet have not been affected in the Grand Palace at all.
Maria. The events of Louis have long been turned over.
The elderly Baron Williams was standing in the center of the stage.
The old man was on crutches, and his old face was piled up with ravines, he was serious, solemn, tall...
He stood on a low stage, but the celebrities and nobles sitting high around him only felt that they were looking down on him.
He was on crutches, but he was majestic, and in his hands the crutches were like an invincible sword.
Next to the old man is the 'Grand Louvre Project' designed by his own hands, which is the true pinnacle of European classicism, and it can still be passed down even if it is placed in a thousand years!
Unlike the previous Baroque style, Williams deepened and refined classicism in the scheme of the Louvre, making it sacrosanct, solemn and grand.
Williams was inherited from the English aristocracy, and classicism was born from the aristocratic class.
Today, in the new millennium, no one knows classicism better than Williams.
The old man only stood by the work, disdaining to make any superfluous explanations.
But even so, in the Grand Palace, the celebrities and nobles of the entire upper class society were dumbfounded.
They look at the pure classicism, and they can no longer be as crazy as before, and they can no longer point fingers and talk as they did before.
"It's a work that will be passed down to the next generation."
"This is a work that will help Master Williams to enter the palace."
The nobles whispered in their hearts.
"On behalf of the Williams family, I would like to donate 20 million euros to the French government!"
A young, handsome gentleman stood up, his crisp voice echoing through the Grand Palace.
Another new high!
The amount of donations has once again reached the ceiling, and if converted into RMB, it is as high as 1.5 billion!
The applause almost lifted the ceiling of the Grand Palace.
Smiles and exclamations appeared on the faces of celebrities and gentlemen.
In the Grand Palace, with the throwing of 20 million euros, the atmosphere was pushed to a climax at the same time.
The faces of celebrities and gentlemen couldn't help but flush and be honored.
In this palace, their class has been greatly satisfied, and the emotions of drunkenness, spending, being high, and pointing to the country have been infinitely amplified!
The gentleman's words fell, but Master Williams's face sank suddenly, and he was like an enraged twilight lion, glaring fiercely at the handsome gentleman with a pair of tiger eyes.
It was his descendant, the descendant of the Williams family, his nephews.
He knew that this junior must have been instructed by his elders to push him one last time!
He is already old, whether he can go to the palace level, maybe the Louvre, the pride of France, will be his last chance.
If it had been according to Master Williams's temperament, he would have roared out at that time, but this time, the old man only opened his eyes angrily, and his mouth was full, and he did not say anything several times.
He pursed his mouth and gave up.
He was so eager to win this event that it was his only chance to move up to the top level.
Although, from the current point of view, he undoubtedly has the most advantage, but this Dusk Lion does not dare to bet.
This time, in the judges' seat, Master Miller sat up straight and rested both hands on the table at the same time.
Under everyone's gaze, Master Miller nodded apologetically to Williams, and then the director of the Vatican Museums, a bishop of the church, stood up and commented on Master Williams' work.
The Bishop said that Williams was the last master of classicism, and his plan for the Louvre was the last temple of the post-classical era!
The lion in the twilight stepped off the stage.
The final focus will fall on a young Chinese designer.
The expressions of the celebrities and nobles in the hall suddenly became strange, contemptuous, condescending, and contemptuous.
Once again, they have become the temple of the judges of all beings.
The female mayor Hidalgo, hooked the corners of her mouth, her face flushed, as if she was about to enter an orgasm.
The sound of the Internet, the vigorous netizens are still silent, they are ashamed, and they don't even dare to look at the dove Tong anymore-
'Hum-'
In the bachelor's apartment, the phone suddenly vibrated and a message was replied.
The girl Banxia clicked on the phone in a little confusion, and she didn't know what she saw, her beautiful eyes suddenly widened.