National Treasure Artist

Chapter 232 The Judgment Begins (Please Subscribe)

In the mansion of the Güell family in the central area of ​​Barcelona, ​​Bai Gongtong and the three masters submitted and judged the proposal today.

On this day, the mansion received much more attention than the party held in the castle two months ago, and most of Barcelona's high-society tycoons gathered here.

In front of the Güell family mansion, almost half of the city's reporters were waiting early.

Many citizens who were concerned about the incident also came after hearing the news.

The last gala was to welcome three first-class classical masters. Although it was very grand, it was far from enough topical for many tabloids or entertainment newspapers.

But this time is different, the topic level this time is really too high, not just as simple as high, this time the incident has a face-slap that everyone loves to talk about, and everyone loves to watch Drama.

The Chinese kid who doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth is delusional and rampant, challenging three classical masters at the same time!

Everyone, including the rich, critics, artists, and ordinary residents, all eagerly wanted to see it. Seeing that the master just stretched out his hand, he seemed to be indifferent and slapped the oriental designer on the ground.

Is there anything more exciting than this before the opening of the Barcelona Expo when the enthusiasm for the Barcelona Expo is gradually increasing?

Obviously not!

In front of the mansion, more and more wealthy people stopped their cars. Dressed in suits and leather shoes, they nodded slightly to the crowd of reporters and residents, and then walked in.

Soon, two very unusual cars drove in.

At the beginning, not much attention was paid to this unremarkable car, but when the figure on the car stepped off, it immediately aroused heated discussions among reporters and citizens in the audience.

All eyes, all cameras are aimed at the person coming.

The sound of the shutter, the sound of the flash one after another.

Pointing and pointing, ridicule and sarcasm continued to flow into the ears.

In front of the car, a group of five people were about to enter the mansion.

Davidia involucrata hugged Pinellia and walked in front, Adrian Smith and Masayuki Kurokawa fell behind them, and behind them was Su Mu.

"Designer Bai, may I ask what kind of thinking you had in mind when you challenged the three masters?"

"What gave you such courage?"

"Excuse me, were you impulsive at the time?"

"Excuse me, do you regret it now?"

"Designer Bai, I heard that you are the chief designer of the China Pavilion. Do you think your impulsiveness will affect the opening of the China Pavilion in the near future?"

As soon as he approached, an unknown number of reporters crowded forward, eagerly turned their microphones to Bai Gongtong, and questions were thrown out one after another.

It can be judged only by listening to three or two questions that all the media generally regard this competition between the master and Bai Gongtong as a joke and impulsiveness.

No one doubted the result at all.

Glancing behind the reporter, you can still see the smiling citizens outside. Some citizens took out their mobile phones to take pictures and planned to send them to Moments and Twitter.

"Excuse me, please let me go."

Bai Gongtong just held Banxia in her arms with one hand, and blocked the reporter with the other hand, a moderate voice came out of her mouth: "I am not accepting interviews now."

"excuse me."

After a while, they finally got rid of the entanglement of the reporters.

It's just that Adrian Smith, Masayuki Kurokawa, and Su Mu all looked a bit unsightly.

"Smith."

Gongtong didn't stop, still unhurriedly, he glanced at Adrian with a smile, and then shouted.

Adrian Smith's expression was a little dazed, and he looked up upon hearing this.

"There is an old saying in China that treats a man with admiration after three days of farewell."

"What's the matter, look, last time we didn't pay attention to us at all, it's different today, hehe, all the reporters are rushing to interview us!"

"It's called, back then you loved and ignored your buddies, but today your buddies let you down!"

Davidia Davidson described old Chinese sayings in English.

Adrian didn't quite understand, and blinked his eyes a little confused.

But Su Mu and Masayuki Kurokawa, who has a deep understanding of Chinese culture, understood it. They only felt that there were black lines all over their heads.

Is this sentence really appropriate here?

Those reporters are all determined to read a joke!

Only Pinellia, who was holding Davidia involucrata, snickered. She had seen the works, and she was the most certain.

Stepping into the mansion, the waiter waited early and bowed slightly to show respect. He took the materials from Adrian, Masayuki Kurokawa and Su Mu, and led the five of them into a luxurious hall on the second floor.

Many celebrities from Barcelona have already gathered in the hall.

When Bai Gongtong and the other five walked in, they all looked over in unison. Although they didn't show a particularly strong expression, they could see the smiles in everyone's eyes.

These days, they have already figured out Bai Gongtong's identity and achievements, and they are also surprised by the influence the latter has achieved in the United States and China at this age.

But after being surprised, he finally thought he understood why Bai Gongtong was so impulsive and ignorant, why he was so arrogant every day.

"Does this oriental designer really think that his modern box theory can impress us?"

"Stop being funny, man!"

"The United States and China have praised that kid to the sky. He has been dazzled and blinded by the victory."

"Master Berger, Master Dali, and Master Mario can just beat this kid."

"How can a genre without foundation understand aesthetics?"

There was communication in their eyes from time to time, as if they could hear the words in their minds, the contempt contained in them.

Everyone just looked at Bai Gongtong and the other five with weird eyes, but no one really approached and talked.

Bai Gongtong, Adrian and others didn't care, they walked to the corner and waited for the official start of the judging plan.

Soon, Ragnar Osterberg, Salvador Dali and Master Mario arrived hand in hand.

The waiter bowed slightly after leading the three of them, and then hurriedly left with the plan to seal the package.

"Master Berg, good morning!"

"Master Dali."

"Master Mario"

All the guests saw respectful and bright smiles on the faces of the three of them, and they greeted each other from a distance.

Many wealthy people approached and surrounded the three of them.

After Mario, Berg, and Master Dali entered, their eyes scanned the hall for the first time, and then quickly landed on Bai Gongtong in the corner.

The three of them reacted differently, either sighed, casually, or angry and reprimanded.
After the masters arrived, Carlo Mira and Mr. Batllo also walked in one after another, and then the Duke of Guell stepped in with the help of his servants. They stood beside the masters they invited, talking about something respectfully .

(End of this chapter)