Deep Space Planet Leader

Bid farewell to this depressive classmate Yamamoto, Zhang Yuan floated in midair, quietly in a daze.

In the Astral Library, you can see the endless starry sky when you look up. Wan Lai was completely silent, and could only feel the extreme tranquility.

This feeling of being alone is good.

He has slowly got used to this 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 focus.

This is a purely rational moment, and nothing can disturb him.

Let's get started.

He is trying to compare all the papers he has read one after another, absorbing the essence of them, and giving 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 this forest has been searched countless times by countless hunters, he is still tirelessly searching for the missing content.

After four hours of thinking, he sighed.

I thought of several improvements.

But the improvement plan is only improvement, there will be no essential improvement, and it is not the Great Accomplishment effect he wants.

After calculating for a while, Zhang Yuan each minding their own business rejected these plans.

"No, still no..."

The frustration caused by this failure has become commonplace in the past few months.

No wonder, Ichiro Yamamoto wants to be a sociologist. At least "sociology", as long as you are willing to spend your energy, there is no problem with a paper.

Furthermore, the discussion of new civilizations is very popular. Even a large number of experts on Earth are crazy about water thesis and put forward various suggestions, making them the main civilization builders.

"The starry sky is long and the book is boundless. Just take care of the old things next to me, don't forget what I looked like when I came... The Star Library welcomes you next time as promised."

Soft The sound of music suddenly rang from the earphones.

Whenever this piece of music is played, the library will be closed in half an hour.

Zhang Yuan lifts the head and found that there is no more who in the room, only him and a middle-aged man around him.

This middle-aged uncle is named Irvine, is a well-known painter, worth hundreds of millions on Earth.

As a result, Irvine made a unique choice when he was in pinnacle-donating all his worth and leaving with "Earth Era"!

The appearance of this choice made Irvine's reputation soar again.

As an artist, there is always something maverick, otherwise how can it be called art? Personality and moral qualities are also a kind of art.

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

"Mr. Irwin, what's the masterpiece?" Zhang Yuan asked casually as he flew into the rail car.

"There is no particularly good inspiration, and no good works." Irvin took his computer and handed it to Zhang Yuan.

A Starry Sky Chart with "Lize 581g" was drawn on a computer.

Art this thing requires imagination and tension. It does not pursue reality and is completely different from real photography.

Zhang Yuan took a closer look. In the glazed sky, an orange-yellow star is rising in the east, with two moons, one in the east and the other in the west.

It seems like a world full of hope.

"This is our future home planet?"

"Yes, the imaginary home planet, but I personally feel that the painting is not good." Irvin replied .

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

He doesn't expect that the future home planet will have a beautiful environment like Earth, and he has even prepared for the acid rain environment like Titan.

Of course, if this happens, people can only choose another planet to log in. There are more than one planets in Gliese 581, at least six.

The 2nd image is a photo image of the Milky Way. The silver plate in the center is like a silver ribbon hanging in the sky. The stars scrambled to shine, dazzling and unusual.

Although the painting is very good, it always feels like something is missing.

Looking at the pictures one by one, Zhang Yuan smiled and teased: "Mr. Irvine, why are your masterpieces so expensive? Maybe my artistic attainments are too low, I really I can't see the special good and bad."

"You are not wrong. I also feel that these works are not very good, lacking a kind of celestial air quality." Irwin shook his head and replied: "Why are they so expensive? How do I know that maybe those who like painting know more about art than I do, maybe because of the need for hype... Anyway, just draw a picture at random, and those people will automatically add the meaning of the painting."

Zhang Yuan couldn't help laughing.

Irwin said again: "But before I reach Jupiter, I hope to leave a masterpiece handed down! A real masterpiece!" It was Van Gogh's "Starry Night" because that oil painting was so shocking that it completely surpassed the entire era.

When painting the Milky Way, any artist must consider the pressure compared with Van Gogh.

Although Irvine is a famous painter, it is still difficult to compare with the famous Van Gogh.

"Perhaps, you are watching the universe too lively." Zhang Yuan said with a smile: "In fact, the real universe is like this..."

He used his fingers I tapped lightly on the edge of the black screen, and suddenly, a white dot appeared there.

The level is not very good, a bit crooked.

Then there is no more, the outside is completely black, there is only such a lonely, dim white spot, exuding so little rays of light.

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

In all kinds of world, there are always some lonely souls, and there are always things that cannot be solved.

This is Zhang Yuan’s perception of nature over the past few months. What we have is far too few compared to what we have never had.

Elvin felt the pure emotion inexplicably.

He was silent for a while, and said quietly: "I don't know why, I think you are a great artist? Or... you don't want to do scientific research and learn to paint with me."

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Zhang Yuan boasted shamelessly said: "haha, every scientific researcher wants to grasp the true essence of nature. In fact, this essence is very abstract. There may be another kind of art from the perspective of ordinary people. Beautiful."

Ervin shook his head and said: "I really want to copy your idea. It is almost certain that it is a good masterpiece. Unfortunately, it belongs to you. Sometimes, simple It doesn’t mean it’s bad, it’s simple, but it’s brilliant..."

Zhang Yuan laughed again: "Perhaps, this idea can be given to you. Only the white dots you draw by yourself can be sold. A real high price! The white spots I drew can only be thrown into the trash can."