It's late at night in Paris, and all the hustle and bustle seems to be temporarily hidden by the darkness, and the city falls into a deep sleep. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In China, the sky is just dawning.

The white father and the white mother had already opened their eyes and had not slept for a few hours, but they couldn't sleep anyway.

I have something in my heart, and I am worried about my son, and no one can sleep.

The old couple got up one after another and finished washing one by one.

"I'll go out to buy groceries, Lao Bai, you stay at home and wait for me to come back..."

I saw Bai Mu take a few bags randomly, stand at the door and prepare to put on her shoes, and at the same time didn't forget to shout to the house.

Her face was uncertain, absent-minded, and she opened the door in a hurry, and was about to walk out.

Where is she going to buy groceries, but she is going to inquire about her son's news!

"Wait a minute!"

The white father's voice suddenly sounded, and the white mother stopped.

"What's the panic, I'm in a hurry."

"I didn't take my wallet, and I didn't bring my keys..."The white father looked a little serious, and there was inevitably some rebuke in his tone: "What do you want to do when you go out?" ”

Jue Tong's family is different from the male protagonist of ordinary families, and the female protagonist is inside, and there is no so-called fear of the inside...

Bai Mu grew up in a small town in the water town of Jiangnan, and her temperament is the most traditional gentle woman.

makes the white father say everything at home, and has a very high authority.

was reprimanded by the white father like this, and the white mother also seemed to come back to her senses a little, and stood in front of her wife with her head bowed like a little girl.

"Look at you, your clothes are all wrinkled..."The white father handed the key and wallet to his wife, but the tone in his mouth suddenly softened, and he reached out and dusted it on the collar of the white mother, and said:

"Don't worry, I'll go out with you later!"

The white mother responded and entered the house again.

At this time, Father Bai walked up to the TV and turned on the TV.

"Hello audience friends, I'm the host Hu Die."

"At the turn of the century, on the first day of the new millennium, French President François Mitterrand made the decision to renovate and expand the world-famous treasure trove of art, the pride of the French people - the Louvre!"

Before the picture appeared, the bright voice of Hu Die, the hostess of CCTV's morning news, had already sounded in the room.

When the white father and the white mother heard the three words of the Louvre, their hearts suddenly hung in the air, and they looked at each other silently.

Father Bai moved a stool and sat down immediately, while Mother Bai stood behind Father Bai with a strained face, watching TV nervously.

"In the early hours of this morning, at one o'clock Beijing time and eighteen o'clock French time, the second round of the 'Grand Louvre Project' was held at the Grand Palais."

"Before the selection, President François Mitterrand personally invited Mr. Zhang Zhong, director of the Palace Museum of our country..."

The female anchor broadcast, and a photo of Zhang Zhong accompanied appeared in the picture, only to listen to her continue to broadcast the report:

"In the selection, there are many masters, and the competition is very fierce..."

"A representative master of a school with a long history has been out..."

Zhang Zhong's photos began to be replaced by tense and scorching photos of the Grand Palace last night.

At this point, the host Hu Die faced the camera, and his smile suddenly became a little stronger: "It is a great honor for my country's young designer leader, Bai Jingtong designer to participate in the bidding..."

Hearing the three words of Bai Hengtong, Bai Mu couldn't help but grab Bai Father's shoulders and didn't dare to breathe.

The white father's palms on his legs were tightly grasped...

"After fierce competition, the designer of Bai Jue Tong surprised everyone and became the dark horse of the night!"

"Bai Juetong received the most votes from the jury, and he was promoted together with Mr. Williams, the master of the house!"

In an instant, the air seemed to freeze...

When she heard the words 'at most' and 'promotion' clearly, Bai Mu's eyes widened, her hands half-covered her mouth, and tears of excitement began to pop out of her eyes.

"I knew, I knew, my son was the best!"

"I knew it had to be like this..."

"I knew..."

I kept repeating it.

Father Bai's reaction seemed to be quite calm, but his fists were clenched tightly, released again, and clenched...

After a long time, the old couple finally held back their mood.

turned off the TV, and Bai Mu couldn't wait to drag her wife out.

Just out of the community...

"Oops... I said Lao Fang, did you take the wrong medicine today or what? The vegetable market is in that direction! ”

didn't take two steps, Father Bai stopped, waved his arms, and shouted helplessly.

Bai Mu's steps were exceptionally light, carrying a vegetable basket, almost trotting, and at this time she was already fifty meters away in front of Lao Bai.

"Come here, you're not wrong, this is the way!"

I saw that Bai Mu waved her hand from afar and greeted her repeatedly.

"You just believe me this time..."The wife approached, and the white mother grabbed the old white arm and walked forward with him.

"Hey, hey, I said you slow down, slow down..."

Helpless all the way, shouting all the way.

Bai Mu's hurried footsteps did not slow down until she was in front of a newsstand, and she looked at it expectantly with a smile on her face.

"I said, what are you looking at?"

"Isn't it just a stop?"

Lao Bai stretched out his head and looked forward a few times: "Heh, there are quite a lot of people around!" ”

Bai Mu didn't answer, grabbed his wife, slowed her steps, and approached quietly.

There were seven or eight people around the newspaper before it stopped, most of them were retired aunts and uncles, there were also women of the same age as Bai's father and mother, and there was even a young man about the same age as Jingtong standing there.

"You don't know!"

"This young man is really amazing, the pride of our Chinese!"

The familiar loud voice suddenly sounded, but it was the old man at the newsstand who was tapping the front page of several newspapers, excited, and talking loudly.

"Let me tell you, this Louvre is amazing, the largest art treasure trove in the world!"

"It's the pride of Parisians, the French!"

"For those gringos, the status of the Louvre is no less than Tiananmen Square in our hearts!"

The old man's voice was subdued, spitting was flying, and he was talking vigorously.

From time to time, passers-by were attracted by the old man and stopped.

Bai Mu listened to two sentences, a satisfied smile appeared on her face, and quietly dragged Bai Father two steps closer.

Seeing his wife's appearance, Father Bai understood now, but he didn't speak, but leaned forward slightly.

"On the day of the turn of the millennium, the President of France is looking for proposals from all over the world!"

"On the day the news was announced, the designers of the world were in a sensation, and all the masters came up with what was at the bottom of the box..."

"The Grand Louvre project has gone through two rounds of fierce selection, and I don't know how many of the world's top masters are out!"

"Just yesterday..."

The old man's ability to tell stories is really a bit level, although the people around him may have heard about it a long time ago, but they can't help but be hung up again, and their faces are looking forward to it.

"Hey!"

"Hey! But no one could have imagined that at this time, a big dark horse appeared! ”

"We have a young man in China, the leader of young designers, who entered the second round of selection with the momentum of chopping melons and vegetables!"

"I didn't know how many top masters had to go down, and finally I was shortlisted with an eighty-year-old man!"

As he spoke, the old man gave a thumbs up, and his voice suddenly rose again: "There is still one step left, foreign Tiananmen, we are made in China!" ”

Just like listening to a martial arts story, the surrounding uncles and aunts showed exclamations and exclaims.

"Hmph, I'll tell you one more thing..."

The old man stroked his somewhat crooked reading glasses, snorted a little meaningfully, and boasted:

"Old man, I, and this designer named Jue Tong are very familiar with each other."

"Just a few days ago, the mother of the designer of Bai Juetong also came to me to buy newspapers!"

Bai Mu heard it clearly, and only felt hearty, from the top of her head to her toes.

She straightened her chest, her eyes already smiling.

The old white on the side is not much better, happy! Enjoyable! Refreshing!

The two continued to watch, and at that moment, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd.

"Look at you, look at the designers of the people!"

"You two are the same age, you see that you are still useless, the designer has begun to win glory for the country, make a lot of money, and become famous!"

"You're like a dove designer, learn a little!

.......

The aunt was so excited when she heard this, she grabbed the son of the young man next to her and educated him on the street.

"Master, these, these, these newspapers reporting on the designers of the dove tree are all put away for me, I will buy them all!"

"Go home and show my boy..."