Everyone's hearts were in their throats. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The whole of Paris, the whole of France, and the whole of Europe, the whole world, I don't know how many people are holding their breath.

It's so nervous, no one can not be nervous...

No, no, there really is one person, and that is Mario, the master of classicism sitting in the Grand Palace.

This hawk in everyone's hearts is one step ahead of everyone and determines the result in advance.

I don't know whether to be happy or regretful, the expression on Mario's face is extremely complicated and entangled.

Obviously, a second ago, everyone was still singing about the decay of the young man, why did the young man who didn't look amazing counterattack at this moment?

Mario was shocked, how his vote became a decisive vote, how his vote became a turning point in history, the 'surprise' or 'fright' came too suddenly, and people were overwhelmed!

Around the world, one follower after another, followers clenched their fists, and a pair of eyes locked on Hidalgo's face, as if they could stare at a flower.

In the hall, the ladies and gentlemen, who seemed to be detached from the outside, fell into the dust, their careless and arrogant expressions gradually subsided, their eyebrows furrowed, and their eyes locked tightly on Hidalgo.

Designer seat, since the first to reach ten votes, Master Williams's twisted body has been relaxed, but now, he raised his head again, his eyes opened, revealing a sharp edge that is not as sharp as he should have at this age.

A pair of scorching eyes were fixed on Hidalgo's body.

Hidalgo can no longer be as arrogant and calm as Zeus, nor can he carry the pride of judging all beings.

At this moment, she was watched by everyone, her body couldn't help but tremble, she grabbed it several times before picking up the last envelope, only to hear her trembling voice:

"The twenty-eighth vote, the last vote of the evening, comes from the classicist master Mr. Mario."

After she finished reporting the content, she didn't see the next action, as if she was afraid, and froze on the spot for a while.

"Mr. Mario, a staunch opponent of the Glass Pyramid, will he vote for our Porphyry?"

", die early and be born early, why did she stop here, I'm so nervous!"

"Can I continue, my heartbeat is already overspeeding."

"It's good to slow down, it's good to slow down, I'm also afraid, who can not be afraid? It's all come to this, just in case..."

"Bah, what if, it's ten thousand!"

.......

In their respective circles of friends, they trembled and talked at the same time.

But at this moment, someone issued this sentence:

"Mr. Mario once said that if the glass pyramid goes to the end, everyone will be sinners, and you will all forget?"

The audience suddenly became deadly silent, the atmosphere sank suddenly, and a sense of suffocation enveloped everyone.

The Banxia girl in the bachelor apartment seemed to have been holding her breath for a long time, and her little face was flushed.

I couldn't help it, but I didn't dare to gasp for air.

The girl pressed hard, exhaled her breath little by little, and sucked in small gulps.

That cautious appearance makes people laugh for a while.

In the capital, in the dim hut, Mu Jin's eyes widened, and his whole soul was gone.

Her nails dug deep nail marks in the palms of her hands...

Her mouth suddenly wanted to open open, but she was forcibly pressed down.

She wanted to scream, to vent her heart full of joy...

She has been with Hengtong for more than five years, and she knows that boy too well, and that is by no means a ruthless person.

She knew the boy too well, and she knew how deeply that boy felt for her...

It can be recovered, everything can be recovered!

Beijing, narrow room.

"It's getting late, it's time for us to sleep."

Finally, after taking a look at the live video, Father Bai hugged the boss and said softly.

"Hmm.."

Bai Mu was stunned, but she didn't refute, followed by a glance at the scorching scene, and then responded: "It's too late." ”

The room fell silent, turned off the computer, and turned off the lights in the room.

In the hall, Hidalgo was seen taking several deep breaths before she finally opened the envelope.

She held the paper in her hand, but she didn't look at it for the first time, and she suddenly remembered something.

Hidalgo's eyes snapped to Master Mario's location, and she wanted to get herself covered.

But at this glance, Hidalgo's heart suddenly had a synapse, and the bad feeling in his heart grew.

'How so? ’

'Why is that rough man from Master Mario showing such a tangled?' ’

What was the disbelief and shock on his face? ’

He swallowed again, gritted his teeth, and looked at the paper in his hand with a fierce heart.

At this glance, a thunderclap sounded in her heart.

Hidalgo's face turned pale, a sense of vertigo hung over her head, and her hand holding the paper trembled violently...

Seeing this, the countless netizens who were watching her closely had already revealed half of the ecstatic expressions on their faces.

The excitement accumulated in my chest is almost unbearable, and I just want to scream loudly!

"Hurry up, say it quickly!"

"Tell me! Don't ink! ”

"Quick, quick, quick!"

"Come on, I'm so entangled..."

......

Millions of netizens clenched their fists and whispered.

In the hall, Master Miller wanted to laugh, but was held back.

Master Williams looked at Hidalgo with a result in his heart, and thought flashed in his eyes.

On the other side, the most fierce reaction was the powerful people in the hall.

More and more celebrities and gentlemen, celebrities and aristocrats got up angrily with cold faces...

I no longer care about the face of anyone I take care of, and one by one I put on my coat and take the housekeeper and servant, and I walked to the gate to leave.

As these high-ranking magnates passed by the towering gates of the Grand Palace, Hidalgo's voice rang behind them.

"Twenty-eighth vote..."

"Dove white."

'Boom! ’

The sound was almost inaudible, but it was like this third thunderclap.

The footsteps of the magnates suddenly stopped, the corners of their mouths twitched, and their faces turned pale.

'Smack! ’

'Smack! ’

'Smack! ’

This sound, like a big-eared scraper, was fanned over and over again on the faces of their so-called upper-class elites.

The previous pride, the previous arrogance, the previous disdain and contempt for Master Miller were magnified and turned into a joke.

They went from being a God on high to suddenly becoming a clown who didn't come out of the stage!

And the one who caused all this was the homeless young man from China who had never been taken into account by them!

They looked back slightly at a corner, as if they saw the young figure, gritted their teeth and said, "Jue Tong. White..."

Immediately after, put on his hat, bowed his head slightly, and hurried away like a reservoir dog.

Judges' seats.

Master Miller waved his arm vigorously and vented his excitement fiercely.

After a while, the old man smiled dumbly and realized his gaffe, but he quickly grinned again and laughed.

Mr. Zhang Zhongpei, director of the Palace Museum, still has an incredible joy that has not dissipated.

Immediately after, he laughed heartily again.

"Good boy, that's amazing!"

"Work harder, Tiananmen Square in France, made in China!"

The scene was chaotic, there was joy, anger, doubt, disbelief...

In the corner, Master Mario was silent, smiling wryly, wondering if he had done the right thing and if he had done it wrong.

Compared with the Grand Palace, netizens on the Internet are much more crazy.

They can no longer be described as ordinary joy or ecstasy, they can be described as hysterical venting ...

Everyone is like a general returning from a great victory, proud, proud, joyful!

Roaring, screaming, crying, laughing...

"Win, we win!"

"Miracle, the designer is a miracle!"

"Who would have thought that the last three votes were all for our Hengtong, a big reversal!"

"Haha, I'm embarrassed, but I still have to say that my tears of excitement are flowing!"

"It's not easy to be a tree, although there is still a selection of Parisian citizens below, but then it will no longer be easily manipulated by the powerful."

"It's so enjoyable, it's really enjoyable! Do you see the powerful people? All of them have changed, and their faces are as black as the bottom of my pot! ”

"It's upstairs, don't you insult my pot, where are those people's faces black in the pot?"

"I have to say, it's really hearty, it's really enjoyable, thank you Juetong, for putting on a big show for us!"

"The drama of the year, hanging and beating celebrities and aristocrats..."

The pages are constantly being refreshed;

The anchor of the commentary in the capital was instantly shocked by the crazy refreshed gifts of the local tyrants, and a joy of being smashed on the head by the grand prize surged into his heart.

Airplanes, luxury cars, and rockets were smashed up like crazy!

Excited netizens had nowhere to vent, and they made him a lot of money.

The entire live broadcast page has been swiped with messages and comments, and the screen has been tightly blocked.

"Ahh

"Win!"

The half-summer girl screamed, got up from the bed with a grunt, and threw the bear in her hand to the ceiling as she jumped and cheered.

Her long jet-black hair fluttered in the air, and her pajamas slipped off from time to time.

White and tender fragrant shoulders, faintly exposed breasts, slender and slender legs...

A big smile appeared on her beautiful face

As the so-called spring is infinitely good, no one knows.

The Banxia girl is always generous outside, like a lady from an ancient family.

No one could have known that when the girl returned to the room, she would have such a crazy side.

The capital, in a dimly lit room.

After the news was announced, Mu Jin couldn't bear it anymore.

She was like winning a jackpot of 500 million, her mouth was exaggeratedly grinning, laughing...

She cheered from time to time, jumped with joy from time to time, and even ignored the curses of the people who shared the house.

For some reason, a beautiful big girl, the goddess in the hearts of the public, looks terrifying and frightening at this time.

Beijing, in a cramped bachelor apartment.

The lights in the room were turned off, and it was pitch black.

The old couple on the bed should not have fallen asleep yet, and some of them tossed and turned.

"Sleep, sleep..."

Father Bai patted his wife lightly and asked softly.

"The results should have come out."

Not long after the room fell silent, Bai Mu suddenly couldn't help asking.

"Trust our son, sleep, sleep..."

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PS: Thanks to the forgetyo brothers for the tip, I didn't expect a deacon to appear so soon.

There are too many things in the past two days, and I can only guarantee the bottom two, and the more will be put on Wednesday, forgive me!

Today, let's use this 3,000-word chapter first!