National Treasure Artist

Chapter 27 A Day in the Life of the Old Couple! (Please recommend for favorites!)
It was late at night in Paris, all the troubles seemed to be temporarily covered by the shady curtain, and the city fell into a deep sleep.

In China, the sky is just dawning.

Bai's father and Bai's mother had already opened their eyes and hadn't slept for a few hours, but they couldn't sleep no matter what.

Pretending to be something in my heart, and thinking about my son, no one will sleep soon.

The old couple got up one after another and finished washing one by one.

"I'm going out to buy vegetables, Lao Bai, you stay at home and wait for me to come back..."

I saw Bai Mu randomly taking a few bags, standing at the door before putting on her shoes, she raised her head and yelled into the room.

With an unsteady expression on her face and an absent-minded look, she hurriedly opened the door and was about to walk out.

Where is she going to buy vegetables? She is going to inquire about her son!
"Wait a minute!"

Bai's father's voice suddenly sounded, and Bai's mother stopped.

"What's the panic, you're in a hurry."

"I didn't take the wallet, nor the keys." Father Bai looked a little serious, and there was inevitably some reprimand in his tone: "What do you want to do when you go out?"

Davidia involucrata's family is different from ordinary families where the male lead is outside and the female lead is inside, and there is no so-called fear of the inside
Bai Mu grew up in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River. She has the most traditional gentle temperament.

This makes Father Bai say one thing at home and has a very high authority.

After Bai's father scolded him suddenly, Bai's mother also seemed to regain her senses, and stood in front of her wife with her head down like a little girl.

"Look at you, your clothes are all wrinkled." Bai's father handed the key and wallet to his wife, but his tone suddenly softened. He reached out and dusted Bai's mother's collar, and said:
"Don't worry, I'll go out with you later!"

Bai Mu responded and entered the house again.

At this moment, Father Bai walked up to the TV and turned it on.

"Hello, audience friends, I am the host Hu Die."

"At the turn of the century, on the first day of the new millennium, French President Mitterrand made a decision to renovate and expand the world-famous art treasure house, the pride of the French people - the Louvre!"

Before the picture appeared, the clear voice of Hu Die, the hostess of CCTV's morning news set, had already rang out in the room.

When Father Bai and Mother Bai heard the word Louvre, their hearts suddenly suspended, they looked at each other without making a sound.

Bai's father moved a stool and sat down immediately, while Bai's mother stood behind Bai's father with a pale complexion, watching TV nervously.

"In the early hours of this morning, at one o'clock in Beijing time and eighteen o'clock in France time, the second round of selection for the 'Great Louvre Project' was held at the Grand Palace."

"Before the selection, President Mitterrand personally invited Mr. Zhang Zhongpei, Director of the Palace Museum of my country"

The female anchor was broadcasting, and a photo of Zhang Zhongpei appeared on the screen, and she continued to broadcast the report:

"In the selection, there are many masters, and the competition is very fierce."

"One after another representative masters with a long history of genres have been eliminated"

The photos of Zhang Zhongpei began to be replaced by the tense and hot photos of the Grand Palace last night.

At this point, the host Hu Die faced the camera with a sudden smile: "It's a great honor that the leader of our country's young designers, Bai Gongtong designer, participated in the bidding."

Hearing the words Bai Gongtong, Bai's mother couldn't help but grabbed Bai's father's shoulder, not daring to breathe.

Father Bai's palms on both legs tightly held
"After fierce competition, the designer Bai Gongtong surpassed everyone's expectations and became the dark horse of the night!"

"Bai Gongtong won the most votes from the jury, and advanced together with Mr. Williams, the master master!"

In an instant, the air seemed to freeze...

After hearing the words 'up to' and 'advancement', Bai Mu opened her eyes wide and covered her mouth with her hands, tears of excitement began to burst out of her eyes.

"I knew it, I knew it, my son is the best!"

"I knew it must be so"

"I knew it."

He kept repeating in his mouth.

Father Bai's reaction seemed quite calm, but he clenched his fists tightly, let them go, and clenched them again.
After a long while, the old couple finally held back their emotions.

After turning off the TV, Mother Bai couldn't wait to drag his wife out.

Just walked out of the neighborhood...

"Hey, hey, let me tell you, Lao Fang, did you take the wrong medicine today or something? The vegetable market is in that direction!"

Before taking two steps, Father Bai stopped, waved his arms, and shouted helplessly.

Baimu's footsteps were extraordinarily light, carrying a vegetable basket, almost trotting, and now she was already 50 meters away from Lao Bai.

"Come here quickly, you are right, this is the way!"

I saw that Baimu waved her hands from a distance and said hello repeatedly.

"Just trust me this time." His wife approached, and Bai Mu grabbed Lao Bai's arm and walked forward with him.

"Hey, hey, I said you slow down, slow down."

Helpless all the way, yelling all the way.

Mother Bai's hurried footsteps did not slow down until she reached a newsstand. She smiled and looked around expectantly.

"I said what are you looking at?"

"Isn't it just a call to stop?"

Lao Bai stretched out his head, looked forward a few times: "Oh, there are quite a lot of people around!"

Mother Bai didn't respond, she grabbed her wife, stepped lightly, and approached quietly.

There were seven or eight people around before the news ended, most of them were retired aunts and uncles, there were also women of similar age to Bai's father and mother, and there was even a young man about the same age as Davidia involucrata standing there.

"You don't know!"

"This young man is really amazing, the pride of us Chinese!"

The familiar loud voice suddenly sounded, but it was the old man at the newsstand who was photographing the headlines of several newspapers, talking loudly with excitement on his face.

"Let me tell you, this Louvre is amazing, it is the largest art treasure house in the world!"

"It is the pride of the Parisians and the French!"

"For those gringos, the status of the Louvre is no less than Tiananmen Square in our hearts!"

The old man's voice was ups and downs, saliva was flying everywhere, and he spoke with enthusiasm.

From time to time, passers-by were attracted by the old man and stopped.

After listening to a few words, Bai's mother showed a satisfied smile on her face, and quietly dragged Bai's father to take two steps closer.

Seeing his wife's appearance, Bai's father understood now, but he didn't speak, instead he leaned forward following Wei Wei.

"On that day at the turn of the millennium, the French President called for proposals from all over the world!"

"On the day the news was announced, designers all over the world were shocked, and all the masters took out the bottom of the box."

"The Grand Louvre project has gone through two rounds of intense selection, and I don't know how many top masters in the world have been eliminated!"

"Just yesterday."

The old man's ability to tell stories is really of a certain level. Although the people around may have heard of it, they can't help being whetted again, and they look forward to it.

"Hey!"

"Hey! But no one expected that a big black horse appeared at this time!"

"We have a young man in China, the leader of young designers, who entered the second round of selection with the momentum of chopping melons and vegetables!"

"I don't know how many top masters got down on the ground, and finally I was shortlisted together with an old man in his 80s!"

As he said that, the old man gave a thumbs up, and his voice suddenly raised again: "It's still one step away, Tiananmen Square in foreign countries, we made it in China!"

As if listening to a martial arts story, the surrounding uncles and aunts all exclaimed and exclaimed.

"Hmph, let me tell you one more thing."

The old man stroked his crooked presbyopic glasses, hummed slightly, and boasted:
"Old man, I am very familiar with this designer named Davidia involucrata."

"Just a few days ago, Bai Gongtong's mother bought a newspaper from me!"

Mother Bai could hear it clearly, and felt hearty, from the top of her head to her toes.

She straightened her chest, her eyes were already smiling.

Lao Bai beside him is not much better, happy!Fun!Cool!
The two continued to wait and see, and at this moment, there was another commotion in the crowd.

"Look at you, look at the designer Davidia involucrata!"

"You two are the same age, you see you are still useless, Davidia Davidson designer has already started to win glory for the country, earn a lot of money, and become famous!"

"You are like the designer Gongtong, learn from her!
The aunt was so excited to hear that, she grabbed the young man's son beside her and taught him in the street.

"Master, these, these, these newspapers that report on the Davidia involucrata designer are put away for me, I will buy them all!"

"Go home, let my kid have a good look..."

(End of this chapter)