1957: C1957 Night Patrol and Renbron

C1957 Night Patrol and Renbron

The sea breeze is salty, and when you stand by the boat, the sea water will splash on your face, and the lights at the port are getting farther and farther away until there's only one point left. . . That was the place where she had lived a glorious life. That was the place she would never be able to return to.

The sea surface in the night was cold. Unlike the night on land, the night wind might be slightly cool, but it was not to the extent that it was bone-deep and cold to the bottom.

"Master asked you to come over. " A man in a dark suit appeared behind Lin Xiaorou.

"I know. " Lin Xiaorou replied and turned to look at the man. "Is he really a mysterious person?"

. . . "" The man did not answer and just looked at Lin Xiaorou. There was no other emotion in his eyes. After two or three seconds, he repeated what he had said before. "Master asked you to come over. "

It seemed that she could not get a definite answer. Lin Xiaorou gave up asking and only looked at him and said, "Please lead the way. "

The man then turned around and brought Lin Xiaorou into the cabin. After passing through a corridor, at the end left turned into a bright hall room.

There were two people in this hall room. One of them stood in front of a famous painting and looked at it. The other person was an acquaintance and stood at the side with a respectful expression.

"Xiaorou. " The person who looked at the famous painting spoke. The voice transformed from the voice changer was hoarse and ear-piercing. "Do you know this painting?"

"Night patrol. " Lin Xiaorou recognized this painting. "The most controversial piece of work by Lebron was kept in the Armstrong National Museum of Art. "

"The one over there is a fake. " The person smiled and said, "This is the real one. "

"Lin Xiaorou was slightly stunned and looked at the painting again. This was the real one?

"In 1642, the 36-year-old Lun Bailang drew this controversial Night Patrol. It was clearly a world-class masterpiece but it caused him trouble. It caused the entire city to laugh at Lun Bailang. No one bought his painting again. He was poor for the rest of his life. In the end, he could only be buried like a beggar. "

The man's voice was filled with sorrow and pity for talent.

Lin Xiaorou did not know what he wanted to say and just looked at him.

"If the world wants to laugh at him, then just continue to laugh at him. " That person said, "Only after a hundred years after his death did people understand his art and understand the perfection of this painting. " That person turned to look at Lin Xiaorou, "How ironic. "

"Yes, sir. " Lin Xiaorou nodded her head.

"Those who have the ability and talent should be respected, not this kind of honor after death. " That person said, "This world is not fair. According to the percentage, 10% of the geniuses or those who really have the ability to change this world have to rely on or even compromise with 90% of the ordinary people in this world. "

. . . "" Lin Xiaorou was a little confused.

"Let's take this painting as an example. " That person said, "Even after Lun Brown died a hundred years ago, this painting was recognized. But because of the size of the original work, it couldn't pass through a door and was cut off. " The man revealed a disdainful smile. "Speaking of which, isn't it funny? But such a ridiculous thing happened because of the existence of mediocre people. "

"What exactly do you want to do?" Lin Xiaorou looked at that person and asked.

"The values of this world are distorted. Everyone has dreams of changing the world but no one really does it. " That person picked up two glasses of red wine and walked towards Lin Xiaorou and passed one of them to her. "And I want to be the person who changes the world. "

"This. . . " Lin Xiaorou took the glass and frowned slightly. Was this a pipe dream?

Change the world?

Why?

"A great expression" That person smiled and looked at the person who had been silent all this while and said: "Thorns, is this expression familiar? The first time I saw you, when I was talking to you, you also had the same expression"

. . . "" Bramble did not reply but looked up at Lin Xiaorou.

Originally he thought that Yi Lanyou would find an opportunity to completely get rid of this slut but he did not expect that when he wanted to use Yi Lanyou, he would actually be used by Yi Lanyou.

He even personally created a chance for Yi Lanyou to see the true face of the mysterious person.

But in the end, Yi Lanyou herself gave up this opportunity.

That was Yi Lanyou's loss.0

"The two of you should be very familiar with each other. " That person said, "Why do I feel so unfamiliar?"

Lin Xiaorou coldly looked at the thorn. If it was not for the thorn adding fuel to the fire, she might not have lost to Yi Lanyou and lost so thoroughly.

When enemies meet, both of their eyes were filled with killing intent.

"This look has fighting spirit, but it should not be looking at your companions. " That person snorts and laughs as he turns around and walks back to that scene.

Lin Xiaorou and Thorns both withdrew their gazes at the same time and looked at that person.

"Lin Xiaorou. This name cannot be used anymore. " That person looked at the "Night Patrol and shook the goblet in his hand, Yi Lanyou was right tonight. This name will disappear forever. "

. . . "" Lin Xiaorou felt a sharp pain in her heart as she looked at that person.

The first time she fought with Yi Lanyou, she lost her home and her innocence. In this fight, she even lost her own name. . .

"Opium poppy. " That person muttered a word and then looked back at Lin Xiaorou and said, "From today onwards, you will be called Opium poppy. "

"Poppy?" Lin Xiaorou still knew about this kind of red poisonous flower.

That person walked step by step towards Lin Xiaorou and lifted her chin. "The poppy at night is the most beautiful. The flower language is evil and vicious. Too many people accused the poppy as the source of evil, but in fact, the poppy did not have any fragrance, and there was even less of an enticing crime. It was someone else who extended his evil hand towards her, and that made her suffer this innocent curse. "

. . . "" After hearing what that person said, Lin Xiaorou really felt that she was somewhat similar to the poppy.

The world was deceived by Yi Lanyou and thought that she was the good one. Everything about her was right. How could she know Yi Lanyou's ruthless nature? On the other hand, she was constantly misunderstood and forced. Until now. . .

"I hope you like this name. " That person retracted his hand and smiled: "It's getting late, go back to your room and have a good rest"

"Yes. . . " Lin Xiaorou answered and put the unfinished red wine on the table next to her. She turned around and left. Before she left, Lin Xiaorou looked back at the man and asked, "You said you want to change the world. . . Are you serious?"

"I never joke. " That person looked at Lin Xiaorou with certainty.

. . . "" Lin Xiaorou saw the situation and nodded before turning around and leaving the living room.

After Lin Xiaorou left, that person continued to appreciate the painting, "Thorns, what do you think?"

"A genius was destined to live a miserable life of poverty by a group of mediocre people. " Thorns replied.

pqdm.com