Chapter 93

After saying goodbye to Yamamoto, who was a little depressed, Zhang yuanpiao was in a daze in midair.

In the star library, you can see the bright and boundless sky when you look up. All sounds are quiet, only can feel the extreme tranquility.

It's a good feeling to be alone.

He was getting used to the light weightlessness.

Due to the structure of the human body, the blood pressure of the brain will be higher than usual during weightlessness, which can produce a strange concentration.

It was a moment of pure reason, and nothing could disturb him.

Let's go.

he is trying to compare all the essays he read, and draw the best from them, and give birth to a better way.

This state is like a hunter in the forest, searching for clues of prey over and over again.

Even though the forest has been searched by countless hunters for countless times, he is still tirelessly searching for the missing content.

After thinking for four hours, he sighed.

I think of several improvement plans.

But the improvement plan is only improvement, there will be no essential improvement, and it is not the big achievement he wants.

After calculating for a while, Zhang Yuan vetoed these plans on his own.

"No, still no..."

The frustration of this failure has become commonplace in recent months.

No wonder that Ichiro Yamamoto wants to be a sociologist. At least in sociology, as long as we are willing to spend our energy, there will be no problem at all.

Moreover, the discussion on new civilization is very popular. Even a large number of experts on earth are crazily writing on water and putting forward various suggestions, so that they are the main builders of civilization.

"The starry sky, the boundless sea of books. Take care of the old things around you. Don't forget what you looked like when you came here Welcome to the star library next time. "

The soft music burst out of the earphone.

Every time the music starts, the library will close in half an hour.

Zhang Yuan raised his head and found that there was no one in the room, only he and a middle-aged man around him.

The middle-aged uncle, named Elvin, is a well-known painter with a value of hundreds of millions on earth.

As a result, Elvin, at his peak, made a different choice - donated all his worth and left with the earth age!

The appearance of this choice, let Elvin's reputation soar again.

As for artists, they always need something unique. Otherwise, how can they be called art? Personality and moral quality are also a kind of art.

However, during this period of contact, Zhang Yuan knew that this great painter was also confused by "inspiration".

"What's the big deal, Mr. Elvin?" When flying into the rail car, Zhang Yuan asked casually.

"There is no particularly good inspiration, no good work." Elvin takes his computer and hands it to Zhang Yuan.

A picture of the sky with "lizer 581g" is drawn by computer.

What art needs is imagination and tension. It doesn't pursue reality, which is totally different from real photography.

Zhang Yuan fixed his eyes on the glass sky, an orange star is rising in the East, with two moons, one in the East and one in the West.

It's like a world full of hope.

"This is our future home star?"

"Yes, the imaginary parent star, but I don't think it's very good." Elvin replied.

Zhang Yuan watched it for a long time, but there was no strong resonance.

He doesn't expect that the future parent star will have a beautiful environment like earth, or even be ready for an acid rain environment like Titan.

Of course, if this happens, people can only choose another planet to log in. Glitzer 581 has more than one planet, at least six.

The second image is a photo of the Milky way. The central silver plate is like a silver ribbon hanging in the sky. The stars vied with each other.

Although the painting is very good, I always feel that there is something missing.

Looking at the pictures one by one, Zhang Yuan said with a smile: "Mr. Elvin, why do your masterpieces sell so expensive? Maybe my artistic attainments are too low. I really can't see the special good or bad. "

"You don't feel wrong. I also feel that these works are not so good and lack a star temperament. " Elvin shook his head and replied, "why is it so expensive? How do I know, maybe those who like painting know more about art than me, maybe for the sake of hype Anyway, if you draw a painting, those people will automatically add the connotation of the painting. "

Zhang Yuan couldn't help laughing.

Elvin added: "but before I get to Jupiter, I want to leave a masterpiece! A real masterpieceVan Gogh's starry night is the pinnacle of human's starry sky art. It is precisely because that oil painting is so shocking that it completely surpasses the whole era.

When drawing the galaxy, any artist has to consider the pressure compared with Van Gogh.

Although Elvin is a famous painter, it is difficult to compare with Van Gogh.

"Perhaps you are the one who makes the universe so lively." Zhang Yuan said with a smile: "in fact, the real universe is like this..."

He touched the edge of the black screen with his finger, and suddenly a white dot appeared there.

It's not very good. It's a little crooked.

Then there is no, outside is completely black, only such a lonely, dark white spot, emitting a little light.

Whether it is the total amount of matter in the universe or human cognition, this white spot is the whole, and there is nothing else.

All kinds of world, there are always some lonely soul, there are always some things that can not be solved.

This is Zhang Yuan's perception of nature in recent months. What we have is too little compared with what we never have.

Elvin felt that pure emotion for no reason.

He was silent for a while, and said quietly: "I don't know why, I think you are the great artist? Or Don't engage in scientific research. Learn to draw with me. "

Zhang Yuanda said: "ha ha, every researcher wants to grasp the real essence of nature. In fact, this essence is very abstract. Maybe from the perspective of ordinary people, there is another kind of artistic beauty. "

Elvin shook his head and said, "I really want to copy your idea. It's almost certain that it's a good masterpiece. Unfortunately, it belongs to you. Sometimes, simplicity doesn't mean that it's not good. In fact, simplicity is brilliant.... "

Zhang Yuan laughed again: "perhaps, this idea can be given to you. Only the white dots you draw can sell at a real high price! And the white dots I draw can only be thrown into the garbage can. "