The French Republic staged a counterattack, and countless people around the world are watching. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

As the voting ended, the atmosphere in Place Napoleon became more and more tense, and not only did the citizens who had finished casting their votes choose to stay and wait for the results, but even the citizens who had already returned home rushed back.

The Louvre is crowded with people, almost half of Paris.

In the crowd, all the well-known media around the world have sent reporters to follow up and report.

Looking down from a high place, you can see the black pressed human head, and these tens of thousands of citizens have poked their heads to look at the big screen.

In the distance, in front of the Louvre, President François Mitterrand stood straight, next to the president were the designer and the master Williams, followed by the master Miller, Hidalgo and others...

They watched from afar, waiting for the results to be announced.

From more than ten o'clock in the morning, the number of votes under the name of Jue Tong is like a wild horse, increasing at an alarming speed, and it is catching up frantically!

On the contrary, the votes of Master Williams are increasing more and more slowly, and he is just waiting for a counterattack....

The sun is setting in the west, and there is still half an hour left for voting to close.

In the crowd, everyone's faces gradually became grim and they held their breath.

"What should I do, the designer is still more than 10,000 votes away!"

"It's over, it's over, it's too late, it's definitely not going to be able to catch up in this half an hour."

"Hey, why did I vote early yesterday, it's just a hot brain!"

"Can you vote again, I regret it, I really didn't expect that the one who read the Louvre would be an Oriental!"

"Don't talk about you, we all over France, who doesn't think so! Big guys, they all want to make the Louvre longer and more ancient, we think of either classicism or baroque, who would think of modernism? ”

"Who would have thought! No one can come up with this glass pyramid scheme, the French masters don't have that ability, the European masters don't have that ability, only this dove tree designer dares to think so! ”

"Now that the votes of Master Williams have almost stagnated, there should be hope for the dove designer..."

......

In the crowd, old Parisians looked at the votes with trembling and nervousness, and at the same time there were some complaining discussions.

Of course, they didn't blame others, they were remorseful about themselves!

They stiffened their faces and glanced at the pyramid from time to time, only to feel that such a brilliant building was getting farther and farther away from them, and their bowels were blue with regret!

Time gradually passed, and the number of votes for Master Williams had already stopped at 133,000 votes, and the number of votes for Hengtong got closer and closer, from a gap of 10,000 votes, to a difference of 8,000 votes, and finally 6,000, 5,000...

In only seventeen or eighteen minutes, Jue Tong won more than 6,000 votes, which cannot be said to be amazing.

But the hearts of the Parisians are getting heavier and heavier.

A rough look in the direction of the people who were still voting, roughly estimated, it didn't look like there were 5,000 people.

"Hey! Look, look at our pyramids! ”

A few minutes before five o'clock, a Parisian exclaimed.

The word 'we' in the mouth seems to be particularly pleasing to everyone's ears.

As soon as the words sounded, the already tense crowd suddenly turned their heads and looked into the distance.

I saw that the afterglow of the setting sun was sprinkled at some point, and a faint red glow began to diffuse from the spire of the glass pyramid...

After a while, the pyramid seems to be transformed into a dancing lady, waving her red sleeves and dancing gracefully in front of this ancient palace.

Light and agile, distant and enchanting, as if interpreting the bright sky of Paris...

"It's beautiful!"

"The pyramid, it's alive, it's changing every moment, it's having a different posture!"

"The softest part of my heart seems to have been touched fiercely, and there is a feeling of tears in my eyes."

"Is such a classic building destined not to be built because of our misunderstanding?"

"I regret it, I regret it!"

......

Everyone is stupid, and the already emotional French, their eyes are full of confusion.

After coming back to his senses, he glanced at the time, then at the number of votes, and suddenly shouted anxiously.

"Unexpectedly, the pyramid under the morning light has a completely different feeling from the pyramid at sunset."

Banxia girl and her friends stood in the distance, slowly exhaled, only to hear Banxia's expression become soft, and said softly:

"The ancients once said that the sunset is infinitely good, but it is just near dusk."

"After seeing this glass pyramid, I no longer have the regret in the poem, although the sunset is still infinitely good, but it seems to be eternal, this pyramid will float in the long river of history, blooming with brilliant light..."

On the street, there are Chinese groups led by aunts, uncles and old couples, who are crowded among the crowd.

Looking at the number of votes, I was nervous and worried; But when he turned to look at the citizens of Paris, he was proud and proud.

For the Chinese in Paris, this was the first time they had seen a group of arrogant Frenchmen who had suffered from the gains and losses of a young Chinese junior, and regretted and ashamed...

The pendulum turned, and there was less than a minute left before five o'clock.

The votes of Master Jue Tong and Master Williams are miraculously catching up, and the gap is less than a thousand votes.

Seeing this, tens of thousands of people in front of the entire Louvre took a deep breath and their hearts were pounding.

They didn't see the pyramid at sunset, they didn't have such regrets and couldn't wait.

But since seeing the real dazzling elegance of the glass pyramid, everyone is completely bowed down under the jeans of the dove tree!

The time starts counting down, thirty seconds, twenty seconds, ten seconds...

Nine seconds, eight seconds, seven seconds...

Six seconds, five seconds, four seconds...

Three seconds, two seconds, one second...

"Boom!"

The loud bell rang in all directions.

Voting closes at the same time!

In the past, Parisians couldn't help but smile when they heard this bell, feeling satisfied and peaceful.

At this time, he couldn't care about it anymore, and was just busy stretching his head out to look at the screen.

"Did you catch up, did you catch up?"

"Oh, who the hell is there, I'm dazzled!"

"No, I'm so nervous, this number looks the same."

"I won't watch it, I won't watch it, I can't watch it, I dare not watch it, I'll wait for you to tell me the result..."

......

The first to sound were the young men who couldn't hold their heads, and they asked loudly with anxious faces.

President Mitterrand, as well as the masters and magnates, were not as angry as ordinary people, but they could not bear to look at them.

It was a public vote, and the eyes of the world were watching.

It's not like you don't feel satisfied with the results, and you can do it all over again if you want to.

If you are afraid that Mitterrand is the president, once the dust settles, there is no way to change it!

It's as if in another world, France's neighbors voted for independence, and once the result falls, it's a spittle and a nail!

The Grand Louvre project was supposed to be the first shot of the new millennium, and the implications were so far-reaching that they could not show the world that the Parisians did not abide by the spirit of the contract.

In that way, they French will become the joke of the world, and the rise of France will become the joke of the world!

Mitterrand understands this, Master Miller understands, Master Williams understands, the magnates understand, and all Parisians understand it!

The mayoress Hidalgo wiped the sweat that didn't exist on her forehead and looked intently.

Jue Tong swallowed, but instead of looking at the screen, he looked straight ahead, his hanging fists clenched tightly, and his body trembled.

It's slow, but it's only a matter of seconds, and people are already seeing the results.

Everyone's faces turned white...