National Treasure Artist

Chapter 53 Mitterrand's idea (please recommend for collection)

"Jin'er."

In the capital city, the noon sun is very suitable, the old couple are sitting in front of the window basking in the sun, when Baimu waved Mu Jin over.

"Jin'er, look, you and Tong'er have been together for such a long time."

"We both know enough about each other."

Mu Jin stood beside Bai Mu, only listening to Bai Mu tentatively saying: "How about, when Tong'er comes back, our two families will make an appointment."

"Your parents and our old couple will also have a meal together."

"Let's sum it up, sum it up, and make a decision."

Bai Mu said while observing Mu Jin's expression carefully.

"Yes, Jin'er."

"It's not too late, Jin'er, you're a good girl, we're all very satisfied." Bai's father on the side didn't notice his wife's eyes, his face was ruddy, and his voice was loud: "I just don't know, your parents don't like it." We are Tong'er."

Hearing Bai's father and Bai's mother's words, Mu Jin was overjoyed, but immediately hesitated, and said softly: "My parents divorced when I was very young, and I was brought up by my mother."

As soon as she finished speaking, the room between the three fell silent.

The old couple looked at each other, and Bai's father still gave his wife a look, thinking that it was his wife who was suspicious.

At this time, Mother Bai finally let go of her doubts, and pulled up the girl in front of her with some distress.

At the same time, the suburbs of Paris.

"It's a lovely night tonight."

"Our Palace of Versailles is still so beautiful."

In the large French-style garden, all the guests were seated at their respective dining tables. President Mitterrand put one hand on the podium, with a faint smile on his brow, and only listened to him speak.

"Thank you very much for taking time out of your busy schedule to attend tonight's banquet."

While speaking, President Mitterrand nodded slightly to the many guests in front of the podium.

The president nodded, and the ladies and gentlemen smiled and applauded lightly, regardless of whether they were really happy or not.

Seeing that Mitterrand's tone was relaxed and not serious, they were also slightly relieved.

Between the seats, several people made eye contact and felt that even some blood was acceptable.

But in the next second, the stretched eyebrows could not help but froze, only to hear Mitterrand's loud voice:

"Before the dinner begins, first of all, I would like to thank the designer Gongtong Bai!"

"The glass pyramid scheme of the designer Davidia involucrata has given the Louvre a new vitality and a more eye-catching brilliance!"

"I believe that in the near future, the new Louvre will become the most famous landmark in France and a place that countless people all over the world yearn for."

Mitterrand looked at where Davidia involucrata was, and praised it without hesitation.

In the words, imagine the future expectations and prospects for the Louvre and the glass pyramid.

All the ladies and gentlemen in the room have more or less participated in the action of suppressing Davidia involucrata. The former Davidia involucrata was completely grassroots and had never been taken seriously.

There are ants jumping on the back of the hand, of course they have to be dusted off.

So far, these dignitaries don't think that they have done anything wrong. The only thing that annoys them is that the ants really turned the sky upside down.

On this occasion tonight, the ants are on the mend.

Everyone consciously took a step back, pretending that they hadn't seen such a person, but they never thought that just at the beginning, this person and thing that had been deliberately ignored would be brought up again.

No matter what, the president's face still has to be given. They all pinched their noses and gave sparse applause with dark faces.

I thought to myself, I pretend I didn't hear this sentence.

"Designer Gongtong Bai, do you have anything you want to share with everyone?"

President Mitterrand paused, and then asked Gong Tong: "I personally also very much hope to hear about your creative process when you conceived the glass pyramid."

Hey, are you finished?
The applause was gone, and the ladies and gentlemen were a little annoyed.

The more I don't want to see it, this young man, why does he have to be mentioned more?
Bully isn't it?
Gongtong was a bit surprised by Mitterrand's attention to ask questions. She didn't want to speak on stage, and she didn't have this habit.

But when he saw the expressions of the guests as if they had eaten flies, he hummed in his heart: "What's the matter, have you been wronged?"

"Master, I still have to go up and talk!"

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, he glanced at where everyone was, then stood up, straightened his suit, and walked forward.

Banxia next to Gongtong saw all the small movements of Gongtong, covered her mouth and snickered.

Gongtong stood in front of the podium, and a light that was not dazzling shone on him.

Although she made up her mind to disgust those celebrities who see her unhappy, Gongtong is not prepared to talk nonsense.

What I took out were real ideas, dry goods.

"In the past, people have been careful not to turn historical sites into a big art market." When it comes to profession, Gongtong's eyebrows look solemn, and her clear and deep voice resounds in the garden.

The conclusion that Davidia involucrata made at the beginning of the topic is a recognized unspoken rule for the treatment of monuments in the current world. People try to maintain their original state as much as possible when making restoration and expansion plans for monuments.

Even if it is used as a museum and tourists are allowed to visit, the number of tourists will be strictly controlled.

"But I don't think so!"

Gongtong's voice turned abruptly, and she said decisively: "I think that letting the most outstanding works of human beings be appreciated by the most people is what we designers should accomplish!"

"What we have to do is to make the ancient ruins perfect again in the future."

Really serious, Davidia Davidson's tone became more and more sonorous.

His views are outrageous and shocking.

In the end, Gongtong's eyes were bright, she looked towards the front of the podium, towards the distant starry sky, and her tone was melodious: "I hope the glass pyramid can herald the future and make the Louvre truly perfect someday in the future!"

'Clap clap clap'

As soon as the voice from Gongtong's side fell, there was some abrupt applause in the corner.

But I saw that it was Miss Banxia who was blushing and clapping her hands vigorously, her big watery eyes were shining with admiration light.

Hearing the applause, all the ladies frowned, wanting to look towards the place where the sound came from.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, there was another round of applause in front of the podium.

Looking around, I saw that President Mitterrand was full of satisfaction, clapping his hands and nodding his head from time to time.

Everyone just felt helpless and cursed inwardly, but they could only clap their hands one after another.

"The banquet is really not a good one!"

"The old and the young are in collusion, right?"

"President Mitterrand is specifically venting his anger on Davidia involucrata?"

Thinking of this, Mitterrand once again stood back on the podium.

This time, the hawkish president withdrew his smile and turned serious:
"As you all know, the situation in France in the new millennium is not optimistic because of historical problems."

"The economy is struggling, with high unemployment and high inflation."

Mitterrand paused, and said in a deep voice: "We urgently need to shine a light of hope to the citizens of France, and we need to announce to the world that we still have the ability to return to the top!"

"I hope the 'Louvre extension project' will be the first shot."

At first, the dignitaries listened seriously, but slowly, they noticed something was wrong.

Just say what you said, why did you repeatedly mention the Medici family who wanted to donate money in the Grand Palace?
He also repeatedly mentioned, Mrs. Maria Louise?
He also repeatedly mentioned, the Williams family?

Soon, they understood that they just felt like a fucking dog.

This is asking them to spend money to build a glass pyramid!

Davidia involucrata also understood, what kind of celebration is this to celebrate the birth of the glass pyramid!
This is Mitterrand hitting the local tyrants!

Gongtong didn't know the final result, she just watched the corners of the mouths of the glamorous dignitaries twitching slightly, their complexions as dark as the bottom of a pot, guessing that they were not lightly slaughtered.

ps: I am going back to China, thank you for your support!

(End of this chapter)