After a long time, the crowd in front of the Louvre finally dispersed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Summer! Summer! ”

The blonde and blue-eyed American girl waved her hand, and the words were bitten very strangely, and she shouted loudly: "Where is the little brother? ”

"Call him quickly, let's go find Tong'er to take a picture together!"

"That's it, at such a critical time, why is the little brother gone!"

The white boy in the United States was also full of excitement, he hugged the sexy girl, and looked a little impatient: "Hurry, otherwise Tong'er will have to leave." ”

"Haha, my little brother is our leader!"

There is a girl from the island country, when she smiled, the little tiger teeth at the corner of her mouth couldn't hide it, and she said crisply.

Although the time together is short, the young people of these different countries have long since become friends.

"Go ahead, little brother will leave when he is busy in the morning."

Banxia approached and chuckled.

When the Chinese heard this, they paused slightly, but soon the atmosphere became cheerful again.

"Little brother, it's really not interesting, so let's go."

A little Chinese fat man, a technical nerd, pursed his lips and pushed his glasses a little arrogantly: "Then let's go shoot, and when I get back, I'll put my little brother next to me!" Pick a good spot for him! ”

"Haha, that's it!"

"Let's go!"

"Quick, quick, Tong'er, they seem to be leaving."

"Brothers, stop it!"

"Wait, Tong'er is in Mitterrand's old fellow's car, can't you stop it?"

"No matter what, come on!"

"Okay!"

"Hey, Xia, why are you still stunned here, walking!"

Everyone laughed, spread their legs and ran towards the company, and the hearty sexy girl saw that Banxia was still standing in place, grabbed it, and chased it with her long legs.

Over there, Jutong was about to bend down to get into Mitterrand's car, when she heard the movement and looked into the distance.

Seeing the figure clearly, Hengtong quietly explained apologetically to President Mitterrand in the car, and then smiled and waited for the gang to arrive.

Lao Yang told him that the origin of this group of people was supporters gathered from all over the world.

She is grateful to them.

When he came to the front, he surrounded the dove and excitedly told the request.

"I don't know, I don't know if I have the honor to be able to add your photos."

Jue Tong agreed, but he never thought that President Mitterrand would appear on the side at some point, and opened his mouth with a smile.

Mitterrand's words made a group of young people unable to believe it, and they all opened their eyes and showed surprise.

"Of course!"

"Hey, that's so cool, I didn't expect that I would be able to take a picture with the president one day!"

"Hahahaha, this is enough for me to blow for a lifetime!"

"It's exciting!"

"Thanks to Kiri'er!"

They were all young people, and they didn't have any city government, grinning, and began to talk in front of Mitterrand.

Seeing this, Hengtong nodded lightly to Mitterrand with thanks.

He looked at the cheerful appearance of everyone, and also felt very happy, and Jue Tong bent down and stretched his head into the car, and after saying something, he saw that Master Miller also slowly got out of the car and walked to everyone.

"Hey, Old Yang!"

"Come here yet!"

Waving his hand far away at the van behind the president's motorcade, she shouted.

More than 20 young people, seven or eight members of the "Dream Remodeler" team, as well as President Mitterrand, Master Miller, and Tung...

Standing in front of the pyramid, the lights of the pyramid are turned on, and at night, the light glass pyramid seems to be about to fly away in the wind...

There is no need to go to a photographer for such a group.

Journalists from all over the place, from different countries, from different media outlets poured in.

"Little brother, please take a picture!"

"Go back, don't forget to send it to me!"

There were three rows in the procession, the first row was a few girls crouching, the second row was in the middle of President Mitterrand and Master Miller, and the black and white guys were standing on the other side.

Lao Yang's team stood behind Jue Tong, the third row.

When the reporter was about to press the shutter, the Banxia girl didn't know who pushed her to the side of Juntong.

She lowered her head and blushed a little as an apple.

"Is that you?"

Jue Tong looked surprised and exclaimed softly.

"Thank you!"

Immediately, laughing, one arm generously put an arm around the girl's back, and then looked at the camera.

The photo was finalized and appeared in dozens of media outlets in various countries.

In later generations, this photograph was treasured in the Louvre Museum, and the contributor to that photograph was a fat man, and the fat man said that only this photograph was a truly complete photograph.

In the suburbs of Paris, in a small town, a young man leans on his bed, his phone vibrates, and a photo leaks from the discussion group.

He looked at it earnestly, laughing and satisfied.

Entertained by President Mitterrand as a state guest, she moved out of her original hotel and moved to a state guesthouse dedicated to receiving foreign guests.

The next day, the newspapers were all covering the event.

Not to mention France, where Le Parisien, Le Figaro, and many other newspapers and periodicals that had deliberately belittled the dove have published their photographs on the largest pages.

Of course, this photo is no longer the figure of the down-and-out homeless man, but the elite style after wearing a suit and dressing up!

The content is all advocacy, praise, and boasting!

A huge jewel flies inside the Louvre! 》

"The Grand Louvre Project Plan Comes to an End, and the Selected, the Genius Designer Jue Tong. White! 》

"Floating in the historical occasion, blooming with charming elegance! 》

"Stunning glass pyramid, eternal in time... 》

Every newspaper is touting, all are amazed, and there are even some hysterical postures, some postures that want to cover something.

The situation is diametrically opposite not so long ago.

The citizens of Paris, proud of the glass pyramids, were silent and angry when they read the newspapers.

Some people still keep the same page of the newspaper from a few days ago in front of them.

Look, the anger of the crowd, the media that they trust and regard as their ears and ears seem to completely treat them as fools, as guns, and show them whatever they want to see; Whoever you want them to vote for, let them vote for whomever they want...

On the Internet, the deleted photos of the dove were sent by netizens again.

With the attention of the dove at this time, it quickly attracted the attention of all Parisians.

They were more and more shocked.

They finally know why the dove knows more about the Louvre than Europeans, Parisians, and masters!

They grew angrier.

It's something that happens right under the nose, but never gets the real attention of the vast majority of people.

Netizens all over the world know about it, and they are all wronged for the dove tree, but they Parisians don't know it, because the news on their Internet has been screened!

After the vote, only the next day.

In the city of Paris, the discontent of the citizens 'banged' like a volcano.

The citizens of Paris are turning their gaze directly to the old traditional media and the large corporations.

The power of the people, who had never been taken into account by the powerful, was surprisingly strong, and the expressions of the ladies and gentlemen who participated in the incident changed suddenly and panicked.

They thought that as long as they controlled the media and mouthpieces of various channels, even if people were angry at the beginning, they would soon be distracted.

Once upon a time, they all did this way, and they succeeded easily every time.

But this time, it's different...

As the time passed, the anger of the people grew, and the crisis of confidence they encountered became more and more terrifying!

The celebrities and nobles involved in the event gathered together, looking uncertain, discussing solutions.

Their losses are huge every second!