Let Go of That Blackened Heroine

However, Yuluo herself only came here to fulfill her own purpose, this is just her means, not her purpose.

She was not at all interested in the genius itself.

A sincere heart is effective, but her heart is not sincere at all, so naturally it has no effect.

"Go and see his works." After knowing Yuluo's plan, Yuyihu just said silently.Maybe I didn't have much sympathy for a person at first, but after seeing his works and seeing his experience, that kind of sympathy will be there. After all, so many people here think the same way. It's because of his fans, but also because of his life experience that makes people feel sad.

Youluo nodded, she thought so too.

So, I looked at those works again, and even went to the museum to see a few authentic works.

Afterwards, feeling that emotions were brewing, Yuluo started calling again, however, there was no response.

Yuluo shook his head.

"Sorry, if it's other works, maybe there will be sympathy, but this one doesn't fit my aesthetics. I don't like this style."

"It seems that there is no way."

"Yes."

Youluo shook his head. This genius has the most famous reputation and a unique life experience, and is the most worthy of sympathy. If even he can't make Youluo mobilize his emotions, then it seems that this technique cannot be completed.

Youluo looked back at that work again, for that masterpiece that shocked the whole world, to Youluo, it was just waste paper.

For some reason, she thought of other people in her heart.

It has nothing to do with that genius, a completely unrelated genius.

One's own friends, even, people who admire each other.

One who waits for her.

One is a world-renowned painter genius.

The other one is a talented book artist who draws house illustrations.

I have also desecrated many famous paintings with her, but this one is completely irrelevant.

She suddenly understood why she couldn't have sympathy.

In her heart, there is already a person in the position of a genius painter. Whether you are a genius recognized by the whole world or not, you are the person I recognize.

In Yuluo's heart, a strange feeling suddenly surged.

Some want to see her.

Subconsciously, she summoned.

Of course, if he is not in this world, he is destined not to appear in this world, and that blond figure with poor breasts did not appear.

Youluo raised her head and let out a long breath.

"What's wrong? Did you remember your friend?" Suddenly, an uncle's voice came from beside him.

"Ok?"

"It's nothing, I just have this feeling." A gentle uncle, with a crippled left ear, asked Yuluo. "Because I feel that at this moment, there seems to be a certain resonance between us, and I think so."

"Also, I want to ask, where is this place?"

Chapter 699 Recognition of the World

France.

Streets of the city of Angers.

Because it is the place where Vincent died, there are many imitations of Van Gogh's paintings.

Of course, there are authentic ones too.

In the museum, there are authentic works on display.

At this moment, Vincent saw his own painting.

Even the feather fox was a little silent.

She has already experienced the years and has witnessed everything.

However, this kind of thing still touched my heart.

A painter who was once despised by people was never recognized during his lifetime. Finally, after hundreds of years, he came to modern times and saw his works being valued by the whole world.

From being recognized by no one to being recognized by the whole world.

Even Yuyihu, who is used to seeing the world, has an expectation in his heart.

Looking at his work, Vincent wanted to reach out and touch it, but he stopped.

In the ear, I heard someone introducing Van Gogh.

Boasting his words, Vincent couldn't help turning his face away.

"Thank you, thank you."

Vincent, who already knew that Yuluo had summoned him, expressed his gratitude to Yuluo.

But Yuluo heard from his words that he didn't have much gratitude.