The twenty-eight judges did not exchange their heads, but only held their pens and stared at the paper, lost in deep thought. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Among them, there are those who have made up their minds and put pen to paper early; There are also people who are extremely hesitant and write it but cross it out; There are even people with frowning eyebrows, serious expressions but undecided...

In the hall, the cameras of various cameras turned to the judges' bench, so that any corner was clearly recorded.

Master Miller was the most decisive, and when he first got the envelope, he was already leaning over the table, holding the pen and writing down the answer without pause.

Without hesitation, he folded the paper and stuffed it into an envelope, and handed it back to the attendant waiting beside him.

Seeing the old man so accurate, countless netizens couldn't help but shake hands fiercely, and they could definitely judge who the first vote was for!

"I think Master Miller is really old."

"The most basic judgment has been lost."

Seeing this, the ladies and gentlemen frowned, exchanged two sentences softly, and then were speechless one after another.

After Master Miller, there was no such judge, and each judge's pen was written at a long time.

As time passed, more and more lists were confirmed, and reclosed envelopes were placed on trays.

Half an hour later, only three judges remained: the director of the Louvre Museum, the master of classicism, Mr. Mario, and the director of the Vatican Museums.

The focus of attention began to focus on the three of them.

Their every move has caused many people to be nervous and expectant.

No one rushed them, everyone waited.

The thirteen big-name designers who participated in the selection couldn't sit still, not pretending to be reserved, and turned their heads from time to time to look in the direction of the three judges.

After five minutes, the bishop, the curator of the Vatican Museums, took the lead in writing down the answer and returned the envelope to the attendants.

Then, eight minutes later, the curator of the Louvre Museum looked solemn and sacred, and anyone could see the solemnity in his heart, holding the pen and writing down his decision almost word by word.

He held the envelope in both hands and solemnly handed it to the attendant waiting beside him.

After the two men, the focus on and off the court was on the classicist Mario.

It has been speculated that Master Mario was torn between the eclectic genre of Claisson and the classicist genre Williams.

In previous reviews, Master Mario gave the highest praise to the works of the two!

Master Mario's hesitation was very long, and anyone could see the strong entanglement on the face of this stout master.

Mario's bushy beard trembled from time to time, and his expression was even a little hideous.

It wasn't until about the thirtieth minute that Master Mario slammed the table, almost gritting his teeth and muttering in his heart, "That's it, it's unlikely that this vote will affect the final result anyway." ’

He grabbed his pen and wrote down his decision with great vigour.

Handing the envelope to the attendant beside him, Mario let out a sigh of relief.

However, what he didn't expect was that it was precisely because of his last vote that the final plan of the Louvre was decided and affected history.

When Mario was in his twilight years, a reporter interviewed him and asked him if he regretted the decision he had made.

He laughed and replied three words in a still loud voice: "I'm glad!" ”

Twenty-eight judges had already made their decisions, and the attendants began to line up towards the podium.

One by one, they handed the envelope containing the results to the female mayor Hidalgo who was waiting at the podium.

The entire process is recorded by a camera to prevent any drops or other possibilities.

Hidalgo solemnly placed all the envelopes in the box on the podium, and she nodded to the attendants for them to stand down.

"Gentlemen and ladies."

The lights dimmed throughout the room, and Hidalgo alone was shrouded in a huge spotlight.

At the same time, the podium began to rise from the stage, and Hidalgo stood on the stage and swept her eyes from the audience, solemnly proclaiming: "Now all the results have been gathered at my hands." ”

"I will open each envelope under the supervision of the whole audience and read out their results."

"After all the results are made public, the proposal with the most votes will be the final implementation of the Grand Louvre Plan."

"In the event of a tie in the option with the highest number of votes, we will carry out the second plan and put the decision on the tie in the hands of the citizens of Paris, who will then be able to vote at the Place Napoleon in the Louvre with their citizen cards."

Hidalgo's crisp voice echoed through the Grand Palais.

One by one, the precautions were announced by her.

At the same time, everyone's attention began to be highly concentrated.

"First vote, from Master Miller!"

Hidalgo reached out and took out the first envelope, showing it in front of everyone's eyes, only to hear her say in a loud voice.

Opening the envelope and removing the paper inside, Hidalgo frowned for a moment, and stretched very quickly, as she reported:

"Congratulations to the dove tree. White designer! ”

As soon as Hidalgo's words fell, thousands of supporters outside the hall cheered at the same time.

'It's off to a good start!' ’

In the hall, the faces of the celebrities and nobles full of people were not obvious, which was expected by them.

At the same time, the names of the thirteen presiding designers appeared on the LCD screens on the four sides of the hall, and next to the name of the dove tree, a tree diagram appeared and marked with the word 'one'.

Hidalgo did not make any unnecessary comments about the first voting result, but just put down the envelope casually and solemnly took out the next voting result.

"The second vote came from the director of the British Museum, Neil Brown. Mr. McGregor! ”

Hidalgo showed the name on the envelope, her tone softened, she took out the paper in the envelope, and when she saw the results of the record, she couldn't help but smile on her face:

"Congratulations to Master Williams for getting the second vote!"

As Hidalgo's voice rang out, a spotlight lit up in the hall and shone in the direction of Master Williams.

At the same time, the hall burst into warm applause.

One by one, the celebrities and nobles nodded with polite smiles.

Under the spotlight, Master Williams stood up and bowed slightly in all directions in thanks.

Master Williams himself came from the aristocracy, and the magnates in the room regarded him as a circle to which he belonged, and the master obviously pondered the rules of the game of the circle.

The etiquette and rules are in place.

"Thank you so much Neil. Thank you for your unbiased assessment of the Grand Louvre project, Mr. McGregor. ”

On the screen, a tree diagram representing Williams also appeared, but the female mayor Hidalgo did not put down the envelope directly, but looked at the judges' bench and thanked him loudly.

This sentence did not appear when Master Miller's vote was announced.

The implication is to secretly question the authority of Master Miller's vote.

With nearly a hundred years of life experience, Master Miller has never seen any kind of wind and rain, and for such a suppression, he is not even willing to spend more energy to blink his eyes.

Just with his slightly cloudy eyes, he quietly looked ahead, waiting for more results to be announced.