Farewell to this Yamamoto classmate who was a little depressed, Zhang Yuan floated in the air, quietly dazed.

In the Star Library, you can see the vast starry sky when you look up. Everything is silent, and you can only feel the extreme tranquility.

This feeling of being alone is great.

He has gradually become accustomed to this light and weightless feeling.

Due to the structure of the human body itself, the blood pressure in the brain will be higher than usual when weight loss, which can create a very strange concentration.

It is a purely rational moment, nothing can disturb him.

Let's get started.

He is trying to compare all the papers he has read one by one, draw the essence of it, 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 countless times by countless hunters, he is still tirelessly searching for the missing content.

After thinking for four hours, he sighed.

I thought of several improvements.

But the improvement plan is just an improvement, and there will be no essential improvement, nor is it the big achievement he wants.

After a while of calculation, Zhang Yuan rejected these plans.

"No, still not..."

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

No wonder that Ichiro Yamamoto wanted to be a sociologist. At least in "sociology", as long as he is willing to spend his energy, there is no problem with a paper.

Moreover, discussions on new civilizations are very popular, and even a large number of experts on Earth are crazily essaying and making various suggestions, making them the main civilization builders.

"The starry sky is endless, and the sea of ​​books is boundless. Just keep in mind the old things around you, don't forget when I came... The Star Library welcomes you as promised next time."

The soft music suddenly rang out of the headphones.

Whenever this music starts, the library will be closed in half an hour.

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

The middle-aged uncle is named Elvin. He is a well-known painter who is worth hundreds of millions of dollars on the earth.

As a result, at his peak, Elvin made a unique choice - donated all his worth and left with the "Earth Age"!

The emergence of this choice made Elvin's reputation soar again.

As an artist, he always needs something unique, otherwise how can he be called art? Personality and moral qualities are also a kind of art.

However, after contacting this period of time, Zhang Yuan knew that this great painter was also confused about "inspiration".

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

"There is no particularly good inspiration, nor good works." Elvin took his computer and handed it to Zhang Yuan.

A starry sky map with the "Lize 581g" was drawn on a computer.

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

Zhang Yuan looked closely and saw an orange star rising in the glazed sky, with two moons, one in the east and the other in the west.

It seems to be a world full of hope.

"Is this our future home star?"

"Yes, the imagined parent star, but I personally feel that the drawing is not good." Elvin replied.

Zhang Yuan watched for a long time without any strong resonance.

He did not expect the future home planet to be as beautiful as the earth, and he was even prepared for an acid rain environment like Titan.

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

The second 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 are scrambling to shine, extremely dazzling.

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

Looking at the pictures one by one, Zhang Yuan smiled and joked: "Mr. Elvin, why can your masterpieces be sold so expensive? Maybe my artistic attainments are too low, and I really can't see any particular good or bad."

"Your feeling is not wrong. I myself think that these works are not very good, and they lack a star air quality." Elvin shook his head and replied, "Why are they so expensive? How do I know, maybe those who like to draw know art better than me, or maybe it is for hype... Anyway, if you draw a picture casually, those people will automatically supplement the meaning of the painting."

Zhang Yuan couldn't help laughing.

Elvin said again: "But before I reach Jupiter, I hope to leave a masterpiece of the world! A true masterpiece!"

The pinnacle of human starry sky art painting is Van Gogh's "Starry Night". It is precisely because that oil painting is too shocking and completely surpasses the entire era.

Any artist must consider the pressure of comparing Van Gogh when painting the Milky Way.

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

"Maybe, you're watching the universe too lively." Zhang Yuan said with a smile: "Actually, the real universe is like this..."

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

The level is not very good, it's wrong.

Then there was nothing, outside, it was completely black, and there was only such a lonely, dull white dot, emitting a slight light.

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

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

This is Zhang Yuan’s perception of nature over the past few months. What we have, and what we have, has never had, is too little.

Elvin felt that pure emotion inexplicably.

He was silent for a while and said quietly: "I don't know why, but I think you are a great artist? Otherwise... don't do scientific research, learn painting from me."

Zhang Yuan said shamelessly: "Haha, every scientific researcher wants to grasp the true true 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 is a good masterpiece. Unfortunately, it belongs to you. Sometimes, simplicity does not mean bad, simplicity is actually very outstanding..."
Chapter completed!