National Treasure Artist

Chapter 16 Fairy or Lady?

In a small hotel in the city of Paris.

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 Davidia involucrata very much. From the first time he saw Davidia involucrata, he felt that Davidia involucrata was very similar to himself, so he silently regarded the other party as his confidant.

Young people are very lonely, often alone, but their external performance is mostly smiling.

Young people are very strong, and they can only grit their teeth and bear all the pressure and bullying alone.

Youth works hard, he doesn't want to be left behind in the corner.
He knew that Davidia involucrata could not be just a fluke, and there must be endless hardships behind the success.

Therefore, when the netizens deliberately ignored him and were jealous of his good luck, a torrent of anger ignited in his heart immediately.

He thought of the appearance of Davidia involucrata, tall and thin body, pale complexion caused by malnutrition, and the stubbornness and determination shown in a pair of eyes.

'drop--'

The young man hurriedly looked at the computer, followed by grinning, and waved his right hand fiercely in the air!
"I actually found two similar pictures from the photos!"

The young man stared intently, with surprise on his face.

Click on the photo and keep zooming in. After seeing the picture clearly, the smile on his face stopped.

A sense of grievance, the grievance felt for Gongtong, suddenly flooded into my heart.

In the first photo, the main scene was the vast Louvre. After zooming in and zooming 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 took the shot!

It was a homeless man, lying facelessly on the ground, poking his head towards the corner of the Louvre, almost pushing his head against the wall.

The tramp didn't seem to notice it, his expression was so pious and focused.

Looking at the photo, the young man already guessed what Davidia doveticus was doing. He thought of the intentional ignorance that Davidia involucrata had suffered today, and felt his nose suddenly sore.

Click on the second photo, he has some impression of this photo.

At that time, he was in a corner where no one passed by, and he was holding up his camera, preparing to take pictures of an ancient column on the second floor of the Louvre.

But at this moment, a desolate figure of a homeless man suddenly protruded from the side skylight with a desperate probe.

Such a scene was accidentally captured by him!

The young man couldn't figure it out before, but now he knows that the tramp 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 much the masters there know about the Louvre"

"But I know that it is impossible for them to lie on the ground just to look at a tiny grain."

"But I know that they will not lean out from a height of four or five meters, regardless of the danger"

America, England, Paris.

Someone looked at the mobile phone, didn't know what they saw, suddenly covered their mouth and nose, and choked up.

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

Someone hangs up the phone, fists clenched, and angry!

Time is passing, but in the Grand Palace, the bright lights are becoming more and more dazzling, and the magnificent halls are daunting.

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

Their faces were blushing with excitement, and their expressions were proud and confident. They seemed to regard the "Grand Louvre Project" as if they were in their pockets.

One sky-high price after another was called out by them!
"1000 million euros!"

"Ten thousand and ten million euros!"

"Two million euros for 1000!"

They imagined, imagining how to put their names on the pride of the French and even the Europeans!
They want their names to be immortalized along with the Louvre and be admired by the world!

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

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

A gorgeously dressed lady stood in front of her seat, her face was flushed and she was extremely excited. She said, "That is Baroqueism and classicism."

"Classicism emphasizes the imitation of ancient times in terms of creation theory, advocates the use of national normative language, creation in accordance with the prescribed creation principles, and the pursuit of rational beauty of art!"

"Baroque is romantic and luxurious!"

I don't know what I thought of, the lady's skin was flushed like an orgasm, she paused, and then continued: "People often say that the Louvre is full of classical and rational beauty, its design, The structure perfectly respects the rules."

"I've been thinking, what kind of shock would it be if, as the pride of France, the Louvre, full of rational beauty, incorporates the luxury of the Baroque style?"

The lady's remarks obviously resonated with many people. After her words fell, the hall was visibly stirred up.

If classicism is the goddess of nobility and elegance.
Then baroque is the seductive banshee
A glamorous lady, or a frightening goblin?

Is there anything more exciting and exhilarating than incorporating Baroque style into the Louvre?

It's like, people often hope that their wives can play around on the bed and be a lady under the bed.

"In my opinion, the project of Master Rubens this time is the most perfect fusion of Baroque style and classicism!"

The lady held her head high, revealing her slender neck and the clear ruby ​​pendant. She said loudly: "The Louvre will become a collection of the two major European arts!"

"If the works of Master Rubens can become the final proposal, I, Maria Louise, will donate 500 million euros to the French government as construction funds!"

'boom! '

I was still excited about the combination of the goblin and the goddess before, but now I am shocked by this new high level of generosity.

'Crack clap clap—'

There was another round of applause in the hall.

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

Such as Renaissance, such as Classicism, such as Baroque, such as Eclecticism
Although these long-standing schools may have gradually become lonely, their heritage must not be underestimated. Behind each school is the support of very ancient nobles and big lords.

The Grand Louvre project is regarded as the crown of glory by many designers of the lonely genre!
They did their best!
And because this is for the expansion of the Louvre, almost all the designers of the genre produced in modern times 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.

The ancient genres reappeared one by one, and their skills bloomed to the extreme.

"Master Miller, may I ask you to comment on Rubens' proposal?"

Maria Louise did not sit down, but turned to look at Master Miller. She asked with a little respect.

Maria did not call Rubens a master, because no one present was qualified to be called a master in front of Master Miller.

Various genres appeared one after another, and the selection was drawing to a close, but Master Miller only waved again and again.

In the jury panel, the deans and artist judges of the [-] major museums all delivered comments one after another, but Master Miller, who has the highest weight, was always indifferent.

From their point of view, Master Miller seemed to be about to fall asleep, his cloudy eyes were half-opened, and his old face was expressionless.

After the question was over, Maria Louise waited expectantly for the answer. If she could get a comment from Master Miller, then the Baroque proposal would have a great chance of being selected.

The celebrities and nobles in the audience, together with the TV sets, and the tens of millions of netizens on the Internet, everyone was looking forward to it, looking forward to the old man who is like a god in many people's hearts.

"After Master Rubens, there are two plans."

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

In the single apartment, the girl Ban Xia was clutching her mobile phone and staring 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 Master Miller is really not going to give a commentary on this feast?"

"That would be such a pity!"

Master Miller is a master of classical oil painting, and Gongtong, as a modernist designer, was naturally left behind by Miss Pinellia.

Clutching the phone, the question I asked earlier has not been answered. Maybe the other party has been attracted by the palaces like works of art like her, right?
(End of this chapter)