Although Lin took out many classic compositions and used them in the name of training his apprentices. There was a greater element of prank in this. He wanted to see how those classics would appear under the brushstrokes of an ignorant person.
But there is also a part that is like a taboo that will never be put in front of this young apprentice. That is the work handed down from generation to generation by one of the three masters of the Renaissance, Leonardo da Vinci.
Will avoid it, just like the lid of a pot of boiling water, as long as you don't lift it, you can pretend that you don't know that the water has boiled. This is Lin's mentality.
However, he still painted the eternal classic in his memory.
A confusing version, "Mona Lisa's smile..." Lin murmured in a trance with his eyes wide open.
Leonardo noticed that his teacher also came to look at the painting, but did not notice the ugly face. He said with some regret: "What a pity, teacher. I think if the person in the painting was a little plumper,
This painting is even better. Of course, I am not criticizing you, Mr. Fen. Your figure is flawless, and your beauty is flawless. It's just that my skills are too poor to copy this beauty. This is
It's my fault. Teacher, what do you think of this painting?"
In the past, every time his apprentices came up with their works, a certain teacher, no matter if there were any faults or not, would always give a few words of advice to show that he was very capable. But this time, Li turned his head again.
Leonardo found that his teacher had disappeared from his original position! Was he mistaken before, or did he really run away? A certain apprentice was doubting himself.
Thinking back to the glance he had just taken, his teacher's face didn't seem very good-looking. Leonardo said angrily: "Is it because my painting is so bad? That's why the teacher doesn't even want to take a look."
"No, maybe he dislikes the person being painted." Fen, who also noticed something was wrong with someone, said sarcastically: "Leo, you don't have to think too much. I'll beat him up, ah! No, it's
Ask him to find out."
After saying that, Fen pressed the ring on her ring finger with one hand. As one of the ring sets cast by someone, originally only the one ring on Lin's hand could track the whereabouts of the other rings. To put it simply, there was only one ring.
It is the receiver, and the other rings are transmitters.
With his magical ability and programming knowledge, Fen was able to achieve the ability to reversely deduce the location of the source of the message. It just took some time. And this time was only a few breaths of time. Although you can know the answer as soon as you have a thought with someone.
The level of eucalyptus is different, but in the eyes of others, it is also incredibly fast.
So in a blink of an eye, Fen arrived at an altitude of more than 10,000 meters from his home. At this altitude, the wind is quite strong and the surrounding temperature is quite low.
But for magicians like them who can wander around in the elemental plane, it's not a big problem. Fen didn't even add any auxiliary magic to himself. This finely crafted body alone can withstand this evil.
environment. And the same goes for someone whose body has been transformed into a demon.
I don’t know when this habit started. When someone is caught in some unknown struggle, he will come to the harsh high-altitude environment and apply levitation to himself to float and roll in the air. Of course, he will not do anything.
Instead of being blown around by strong winds, it simulates a gravity-free environment for play.
Seeing someone rolling in the air, Fen softened down and didn't look as aggressive as she did on the ground. She floated next to someone with her legs crossed and asked, "What's wrong with that painting just now?"
Place? I have never seen you become like this because of seeing a painting."
Lin, who had his eyes closed, did not stop his rolling. But he still replied: "You know, in a person's life, he will face two deaths. One is the death of the physical body. This person's story will always stay at that moment.
And the people who miss him can only trace the passing figure from their memories. In the other death, even the people who would chase the figure died, and no one will think of him again in this world.
There once was such a person. His existence was completely forgotten."
"This is a new statement. Even the real death of the undead does not count." Fen, who was fascinated by people's understanding, did not know whether she ignored someone's philosophical thinking, or just used her own way to prove that she was listening.
.
But someone in the entanglement didn't seem to care so much about other people's attitudes. Lin continued to talk to himself: "But there is a kind of person who will become eternal. Because of the achievements he left behind, or his works that will last forever, even if
Hundreds and thousands of years later, people still remember him and praise his name."
"So? You're jealous of your apprentice?"
"No!" Lin said excitedly: "I'm not jealous that he has such qualifications, but that's the kind of person he is. Mona Lisa's smile, the woman holding a silver mink, the Virgin beside the spinning wheel, the baptizer
St. John, the Last Supper, and many, many works. In addition, for his achievements in anatomy and engineering, and many inventions that transcended the times, he should have been immortalized in my hometown and my world.
.Instead of learning inexplicable magic in this precarious world, having to deal with the devil who doesn't know when it will come at any time, killing all the living creatures on this land, and then being unable to resist."
Someone's sudden outburst made Fen frown her crescent-shaped eyebrows. The contempt for Mi Di hidden in his words made her feel slightly unhappy.
But Lin was completely unaware. After the emotional outburst, he covered his face and murmured in a low voice: "It shouldn't be like this. In that world without me, maybe my parents would be the only ones who feel sorry for me. But without Da
Vincent, it’s like the puzzle that builds civilization is missing a piece, then it’s incomplete. How could he be missing, how could he appear here..."
Fen, who didn't know how to comfort people, thought for a while and said: "Maybe things are not that complicated. You said that Leo still has his mission to fulfill in your world, which may mean that he will go back later.
No."
The person who was awakened looked up at the beautiful woman in front of him. His face was blank at first, but there seemed to be a gleam of light in his eyes, which became brighter and brighter. Lin clapped his hands and said, "Yes, he has gone back. He must be
I can go back and leave behind those masterpieces that have been handed down for generations. That must be the case. If Da Vinci can go back, does that mean I can go back too? It's definitely possible. It's just that he was five or six hundred years ahead of me. What will happen to this account?
Forget it? Forget it, if you can go back with him, just pretend that you have traveled back to Italy during the Renaissance. Yes, that's it."
As if finding a way out for himself, Lin was thinking to himself as he fell from the air. The pride on his face was evident, as if as long as he landed and found his apprentice, he could immediately return to the hometown he longed for. Same. But I didn't notice the haze on the face of the beauty left in the air.
I imitated someone who used the magic levitation technique to play with the weightless tumble of Fen at high altitude, and felt the feeling of making my head spin. I whispered and complained: "Is there no place in this world that is worthy of your nostalgia?"