If the upper-class elites present have some understanding of Chinese culture, then they will definitely hold their heads high and look contemptuously at the soon-to-be-ascended stage. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Please smack, it's really a pearl mixed with a fish; In the hot porridge, a mouse feces came out; It's really a stinky fish, a pot of soup.

In the splendid hall, a group of celebrities and nobles looked at the corner, staring, pointing, pointing, looking proud, always taking advantage of the situation to judge three or two sentences.

On the other hand, in the chaotic and arrogant discussions, Tong seemed to be very indifferent.

He stood up from his seat calmly, slowly straightened out the shabby clothes on his body, and then put the back of the painttube and sketchpad on the side.

Hold your head high and stride out.

At this moment, an invincible momentum rose up on the body of the dove tree, and there seemed to be a vast voice singing in a low voice:

"Although there are tens of millions of people, I am alone!"

Outside the hall, countless viewers were staring at the TV and computer.

They were in a complicated mood, and they didn't dare to breathe more.

They took a deep breath and clenched their fists involuntarily, and they watched the TV and noticed the disparity in the live broadcast.

When the previous designers appeared on the stage, they would be followed by dazzling follow-up lights, all the celebrities and nobles would applaud, and the camera lens would start to follow the recording from the seat.

But when it comes to the dove tree, it's different.

There are no spotlights, no applause, and even the live broadcast only stays on the red carpet in front of the stage.

Thinking of the invisibility of the dove all night, they guessed something, but their hearts became more and more sad.

It turned out that in this luxurious hall, that 'homeless man' was also deliberately ignored!

In the bachelor apartment, the girl Banxia grabbed her mobile phone and put it on her chest, her big eyes flickered, and she didn't take a moment off the TV.

The screen of her mobile phone was still on, and she saw someone reply to her: "Haha, just now there was a homeless man with a sketchpad on the red carpet of the Grand Palace, guess what?" “

"That homeless man turned out to be a white dove tree designer from China!"

There was still news after the reply, but Banxia was in no mood to read it anymore, and the laziness on her face gradually subsided, becoming nervous and serious.

At this point, she had a hunch that the designer of the white dove tree who was about to appear would bring her a great surprise.

Staring at the TV, the camera is still quietly illuminating the red carpet on the other side of the refracted light.

The lights in front of the red carpet dimmed, and a back shadow faintly appeared, and netizens felt nervous.

"Ahh

And the next moment, the Banxia girl took the first step, and suddenly covered her mouth with her hand, and the long eyelashes on her eyes were trembling.

I only saw that a brown backpack strap appeared on the screen, followed by a steady tall and thin figure!

When she saw the familiar figure, the Banxia girl was a little out of control, shocked, surprised, incredible and full of admiration.

'Who is Bai Juetong?' ’

'I'm afraid that he will be questioned, but I can't ignore his achievements, he can compete with the masters who have entered the room! ’

'He is a high-ranking existence that ordinary people can only look up to, and he is the male pig's foot in the legendary story! ’

'He should be an unattainable being—'

But what about the facts?

This distant existence was recognized by her as a homeless man at first sight.

Only then did the Banxia girl understand what this strange homeless man was doing, her eyes were red, her long and curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and even her little brain was constantly recalling the picture from a few hours ago!

When I remembered that she almost leaned on Jue Tong's arms in order to pull the pen, her little face was red.

"No wonder this homeless man is so powerful!"

In the frame of the camera, he is still wearing his ragged clothes, his hair is still full of grease and stains, but he is still holding his head high, and his steps are firm and calm.

No applause, no spotlights, none of this, but so what?

A general trend poured out from him.

Countless silent and depressed netizens in front of the TV, as early as the first time they saw Juetong, the emotions overflowing in their chests were like volcanoes, and with just a 'bang', nothing could stop it.

"This is our hero!"

Some netizens typed out such a sentence word by word.

Subsequently, Facebook, Weibo, Twitter, all the dating pages, and the personal homepage of netizens did not have any other news.

"This is our hero!"

Netizens in the United States forwarded.

"This is our hero!"

Chinese netizens forwarded.

"This is our hero!"

Australian netizens forwarded!

"This is our hero!"

RB's netizens are also forwarding!

All kinds of languages can be translated to the same meaning.

This is the hero, the hero of all their ordinary people.

He doesn't have the good-looking appearance of a star;

He doesn't have the same deep family background as the rich second generation;

He doesn't have the kind of demonic IQ in the International Genius Club, he's just an ordinary person-

Ordinary people who can be seen and touched, his efforts and hard work are the source of his real success!

That's their hero! They blame their heroes!

They are jealous of their heroes! They blame themselves and are ashamed!

Standing on a circular stage with a diameter of tens of meters, standing under the luxurious crystal chandelier, the embarrassment on his body seemed to be taken with a magnifying glass.

Looking at the image of the dove tree, the celebrities and nobles in the audience laughed unabashedly.

"Hey, what is he doing here?"

"Who knows? I really don't know why these people were let in. ”

"The young man is still young, and the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. This time, I will see how he will go in the future. ”

"Isn't it okay to pick up garbage? He's dressed up perfectly! ”

In the seats, two young ladies dressed in luxurious dresses, smiling and smiling, just listened to their conversation.

Such remarks were so blatant that the celebrities in the hall did not even bother to disguise them, and their contempt seemed to be faintly heard and seen on the live broadcast of television.

And the dove tree, on such an occasion, completes a series of actions unhurriedly.

Open the backpack, take out the easel and prop it up, put the sketchpad on it, and staple the paper.

Take out the bucket and fill it with the right amount of water, escape the pencil case, and open the paint box.

The ridicule and contempt became more and more wanton and rampant.

Countless netizens looked at Juetong's indifferent expression, unhurried movements, watching and listening to the disdain in the hall-

They prayed with their hands folded and their faces reverent.

They feel that after all these years of living, they have never looked forward to one thing more than now!

They are full of emotion, and every cell is longing.

They're pleading with God, they're pleading with the Buddha, they're worshipping the Patriarch.

They really hope that the company can take over the Grand Louvre project.

In China, the night is getting deeper.

The white fathers and white mothers smiled at each other, but they were the least worried.

They always believed in their son that he would never be defeated.

"Who should I choose?"

The Banxia girl was entangled, she didn't know whose work she hoped would win in the end.

She believes that modern and classical are two eras, separated by a thousand years.

How can this thousand-year-old gap be put together?

So she didn't want Jue Tong's plan to be able to get the right to host.

But if she didn't get selected, and for some reason, the girl's emotional heart was distressed for the young people on TV.

The delicate eyebrows are tightly frowned at-