National Treasure Artist

Chapter 45 Voting ends (2 final) (recommended for collection)

China, Tencent News, Weibo, Sohu News, Netease News.
A group of media platforms seemed to have made an appointment, and a push message popped up at the same time!
Even at night, it still blows up countless people.

"Designer Baitongtong lost to Master Williams! "---Tencent News
Master Williams will be in charge of the Grand Louvre project! "--Weibo News
"Loss!Only one step away from the counterattack! "-- Sohu News
"The Pyramid was defeated, the citizens of Paris regretted and cried bitterly!" "---Netease News
"According to the news from our front-line reporter, the designer Bai Gongtong successfully won the recognition of Parisians on the last day of voting"

"Bad luck! The designer Davidia dove lost the Louvre project, and may miss the greatest opportunity in life!"

"Napoleon Square, the citizens of Paris are angry and frustrated! According to our reporter, some citizens accused the traditional media in Paris of prejudice against Davidia involucrata designers, which induced public opinion."

"From arrogance to regret"

"The last madness, but unfortunately the result stayed outside the fifty votes"

One report after another, one photo after another, everyone can see the chaos on Napoleon Square through the words and pictures.

Chinese netizens feel conflicted and complicated.

On the one hand, looking at the regretful gestures of the Parisians in the photos, they feel very refreshed, and the pores of their bodies are relaxing. They all agree that the designer Davidia involucrata is so awesome that he almost conquered the French.

But on the other hand, everyone felt sorry for Davidia involucrata, it was really bad luck, it was really only a few minutes away, and they were helpless to lose to the Louvre!
In the capital, in a narrow room.

Amidst all the voices of regret and gloating towards the Parisians, Father Bai had a solemn expression and sat down straight away.

'Snapped!Snapped!Snapped! '

'Snapped!Snapped!Snapped! '

He looked at the news report on the computer and suddenly applauded.

The applause was thick and powerful.

At this moment, no one thought of applauding Gongtong, and everyone only focused on the result.

The applause continued, and soon, Lao Fang also applauded lightly with a smile in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Jin also applauded.
Mu Jin was pleasantly surprised, but he didn't dare to reveal too much, he just smiled lightly.

She is very satisfied with Davidia Davidson's performance, in her opinion, the current ending seems to be a bit better than winning the big Louvre project.

A tragic hero can always get more sympathy from people.

Father Bai stared at Mu Jin from the corner of his eyes, saw that Mu Jin didn't have the slightest regret on his face, only a sincerely happy expression for Gongtong, so he couldn't help but nodded.

When everyone is concerned about the results, it must be sincere to be able to pay attention to such a person!
This girl is not bad!

"uncle and auntie."

Mu Jin wore a ponytail, her face turned to the sky, she was dressed plainly, and suddenly shouted.

When the two elders turned their attention to her, Mu Jin seemed to say sincerely: "Your elder came in a hurry this time, and didn't even bring a change of clothes."

"Tomorrow, I'll take the second elder to the mall to buy two clothes!"

This is thinking, it's time to bleed.

A small town in the countryside of Paris.

A yellow-skinned young man with a travel bag was about to find a small hotel when his phone vibrated.

When he opened it, his calm expression froze immediately, and he held the phone tightly in his palm
But he said that in Napoleon Square, the scene was a little out of control at this time.

Tens of thousands of Paris citizens showed pain on their faces, and they looked towards the glass pyramid from time to time.

Looking at the pyramid that looked more mysterious and beautiful against the backdrop of the setting sun, the anger in everyone's hearts suddenly exploded!
"We want a glass pyramid!"

"We just want the pyramid!"

In the panicked crowd, someone suddenly shouted.

"The Louvre, there is no need for something older than it!"

Someone also took out the words of Davidia involucrata and shouted.

"We were induced to vote, and this vote was not fair!"

"Damn it, I'm never going to buy The Parisian again!"

"Yes, it's them, they induced us!"

"The glass pyramid is not a fake diamond in Napoleon's courtyard!"

"Damn Hidalgo"

The citizens of Paris blushed, raised their fists, and shouted in the direction of President Mitterrand. They aimed their contradictions at several major traditional media.

The shouts resounded in front of the entire Louvre, and the scene was fierce and shocking!
"Master Williams, congratulations."

The female mayor of Hidalgo was the first to congratulate the old man Williams.

She didn't care about this seemingly heated scene, as long as she grasped the media channel, in a few days, these people would forget the anger at this moment.

"Master Williams, this time he will definitely be able to ascend to the throne of the palace level."

"The master doesn't care much about them, they will forget them in a short time, but your works will last forever!"

"Master, congratulations!"

Several ladies and gentlemen also congratulated softly.

The final result has been settled, and Master Williams won by a small margin of 53 votes.

Facing everyone's congratulations, the old man Williams did not show the slightest joy.

The old man leaned on a cane with one hand, but covered his face with the other, struggling with pain.

Gradually, the hand of the old man holding the crutch trembled because of too much force, and the battle between heaven and man was going on in the old man's heart.

At the moment when the result appeared, Gongtong was already in a daze.

He was already prepared to accept losing by a huge margin.
But it never occurred to him that he would narrowly lose with fifty votes!
Fifty votes is too small for the entire voting base, there is almost no gap, but it is a real gap!
The scene became more and more uncontrollable, and someone almost rushed forward.

Several dignitaries invited Master Williams to leave together.

At this time, the sullen President Mitterrand was about to come to the stage, but the result was doomed and irreversible. All he could do now was to appease the citizens present.

Mitterrand patted Davidia Davidson's shoulder and was about to take a step.

But at this moment, someone walked out before him.

Tens of thousands of pairs of eyes stared at the person who came. They held their heads up, full of anger, and they needed an explanation!
"Master Williams?"

"Heh, is he here to announce his victory speech?"

"I feel that I have been deceived, and the tall image of Master Williams in my heart has collapsed!"

"Even if it's Master Williams, I can't forgive him!"

"They used their power to induce our judgment!"

Seeing that it was the elderly old master, everyone softened at first, but then became tough again and became angry again.

In their tone, they did not hide their disappointment with the old man at all.

Master Williams has an extremely lofty status in the hearts of Europeans, but at this time, he no longer respects him in the hearts of Parisians.

On the high platform, the old man endured accusations, cursing, and angry reprimands from all directions.
The old man seemed to be much older. He took a deep breath, suppressed his voice, and said in a deep voice:

"I, Todd Williams, hereby declare."

"I'm quitting my campaign for the Grand Louvre project!"

"I, Todd Williams, will bear all the consequences, responsibilities, and impacts of breach of contract!"

The deep and old voice repeated over and over again in this square through the speakers.

The audience is dumbfounded!

As those dignitaries said, the old people don't need to care about the accusations at this moment, they will eventually disappear under time.

But as Master Miller said, Williams is a master who truly understands art.

This is the last dignity of an old artist.

(End of this chapter)