In a small hotel in the heart of Paris. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The young man looked at the progress bar that was constantly being pulled in, took a deep breath, and waited intently.

The young man likes the dove tree very much, and from the first time he saw the dove tree, he felt that the dove tree was very similar to himself, so he silently regarded the other party as his confidant.

Young people are very lonely, often alone, but they are mostly smiling to the outside.

The young man is very strong, and all the pressure and bullying are only carried by gritting his teeth and carrying it alone.

The young man works hard, and he doesn't want to be forgotten in the corner.

He knows that it can't be just a fluke, and there must be endless hardships behind the success.

Therefore, when netizens deliberately ignored it and were jealous of its good luck, he immediately ignited a surging anger in his heart.

He remembered the appearance of the dove tree, the tall and thin body, the pale face caused by some malnutrition, and the stubbornness and perseverance shown in a pair of eyes.

'Drip-'

The young man hurriedly looked at the computer, followed closely, his mouth was grinning, and his right hand waved fiercely in the air!

"I found two similar pictures in the photos!"

The young man stared intently, his face showing surprise.

Clicking on the photo and zooming it in, the smile on his face stopped when he saw it clearly.

A sense of grievance, the grievance felt for Jue Tong, suddenly surged into his heart.

In the first photo, the main scene is the vast Louvre, but after zooming in and enlarging in, he noticed a dark shadow in the lower right corner of the photo.

A dark shadow that he didn't even notice when he first shot it!

It was a homeless man, lying on the ground without an image, and his head was poking hard into the corner of the Louvre, almost with his head against the wall.

The homeless man seemed to be unaware, and his expression was so devout and focused.

The young man looked at the photo and had already deduced what Jue Tong had done, and he thought of the deliberate ignorance that Jue Tong had suffered today, and he only felt that his nose suddenly became sore.

Click on the second photo, this photo he has some impressions.

He was in a corner where no one had passed, and he was holding up his camera, ready to photograph an ancient pillar on the second floor of the Louvre.

But at this moment, a depressed homeless figure suddenly stretched out from the deadly probe in the skylight on the side.

Such a scene was captured by him unfortunately!

The young man couldn't figure it out before, but now he knew that the homeless man was communicating with the Louvre.

In the hotel, the young man was silent for a while, then pinched his nose, hid the photo, and opened his Facebook page.

"I don't know how well the masters know the Louvre..."

"But I know they can't lie on the ground just to look at the tiniest lines..."

"But I know that they don't lean out from a height of four or five meters, regardless of the danger..."

United States, United Kingdom, Paris.

Someone looked at the phone, and I didn't know what they saw, and suddenly covered their mouths and noses, and choked up-

Someone's eyes were wide open, his eyes were red, and the camera in his hand fell to the ground.

Someone hung up the phone, clenched his fists, and was angry.

Time is passing, but it is said that in the Grand Palace, the bright lights are becoming more and more dazzling, and the golden hall is daunting.

Not to mention the followers outside the hall, even the celebrities and nobles who are full of people have also entered the climax.

Their faces flushed with excitement, their expressions proud and confident, and they seemed to have the 'Grand Louvre Project' in their pockets.

One after another sky-high prices, shouted out by them!

"Ten million euros—"

"Eleven million euros—"

"Twelve million euros—"

They imagined that the pride of the French, and even the Europeans, would put their names on it!

They want to immortalize their name with the Louvre, and be admired by the world!

The celebrities and nobles in the hall even looked a little crazy.

"Since the Renaissance, there have been two opposing design styles."

A richly dressed lady stood in front of her position, her face flushed and extremely excited, and she said, "That's Baroque and Classicism." ”

"Classicism emphasizes the imitation of antiquity in the theory of creation, advocates the use of national normative language, creates in accordance with the prescribed creative principles, and pursues the rational beauty of art!"

"Baroque, on the other hand, is romantic and luxurious!"

I don't know what came to mind, but the lady's skin flushed like a high tide, she paused, and then continued: "It is often said that the Louvre is full of the beauty of classical reason, and that its design and structure are perfect and respect the rules. ”

"I've always wondered what it would be like to be the pride of France, to incorporate baroque extravagance into the Louvre, which is full of rational beauty."

The noblewoman's remarks obviously resonated with many people, and when her words fell, there was a noticeable sensation throughout the hall.

If classicism is the goddess of nobility and elegance -

Then Baroque is a charming banshee.

A glamorous lady or a terrifying goblin?

Is there anything more exciting and enjoyable to incorporate the Baroque style into the Louvre?

It's like, people often hope that their wives can swing in bed and be noble women under the bed.

"In my opinion, Rubens's project is the most perfect fusion of Baroque and classicism!"

With her head held high, revealing her slender neck and her crystal ruby pendant, the lady exclaimed, "The Louvre will be the convergence of two great European art in Europe!" ”

"If the work of Master Rubens becomes the final project, I, Maria Louis, will donate 15 million euros to the French government as construction funds!"

'Boom! ’

I was still excited about the union of the fairy and the goddess, but now I am shocked by this new high.

'Bang Bang Bang

The hall burst into applause again.

Most of the designers gathered in the 'Grand Louvre Project' this time are genres with hundreds or even thousands of years of history.

Such as Renaissance style, such as classicism, such as Baroqueism, such as eclecticism -

Although these long-standing schools may have gradually fallen into obsolescence, their heritage should not be underestimated, and each school has a very old aristocracy and big lords behind them.

The Grand Louvre project is regarded by many designers of the lonely genre as a laurel to restore its glory!

They did their best!

And because this is an expansion of the Louvre, the designers of the genre that have emerged in modern times have almost consciously stopped.

As a result, the occasion of the second round of selection of the Grand Palace has become an arena of ancient European history.

One by one, the old genres reappeared, and the craftsmanship bloomed to the extreme.

"Master Miller, could you please comment on Rubens' proposal?"

Maria Louis did not sit down, but turned to Master Miller, and she asked, with a hint of respect.

Maria did not address Rubens as a master, because in the presence of Master Miller, no one present was qualified to be called a master.

Various genres have emerged, and the selection is nearing the end, but Master Miller only waved his hand again and again.

In the jury, the directors of the 15 museums and the artist judges have all made comments one after another, but Master Miller, who has the highest weight, has always been careless.

It seemed to them that Master Miller was about to fall asleep, his cloudy eyes were half-open, and his aged face was expressionless.

After the question was over, Maria Louis waited expectantly, and if she could get a lecture from Master Miller, then the Baroque scheme would have a good chance of being selected.

The celebrities and nobles in the audience, plus the TV, and tens of millions of netizens on the Internet, all looked forward to it, looking forward to the old man who was like a god in the hearts of many people.

"There are two more plans after Master Rubens."

"Master Williams, and that fellow named Bai Juetong."

In the bachelor apartment, the girl Banxia was holding her mobile phone, her eyes were looking closely at the old man Miller in the center of the TV, she showed her expectation, and whispered: "If neither Master Rubens nor Master Williams can attract Master Miller..."

"Could it be that this feast, Master Miller is really not going to make a commentary?"

"That's a shame!"

Master Miller is a master of classical oil painting, and as a modernist designer, Jutong was naturally left off by the Banxia girl.

Holding her mobile phone, the questions she asked earlier have not been answered, maybe the other party has been attracted by the palaces like works of art like her, right?