Chapter 1957

The sea wind is very salty. Standing beside the ship, the sea water will splash on your face. The lights in the port are getting farther and farther. There is only one point left That's where she's been, that's where she'll never go back.

The sea at night is cold, different from the night on land, maybe the night wind is cool, but not cold to the bone, cold to the bottom of my heart.

"The master told you to go." A man in a dark suit appeared behind Lin xiaorou.

"I see." Lin xiaorou looked back at the man: "is he really a mysterious man?"

“……” The man didn't answer but looked at Lin xiaorou. There was no other emotion in his eyes. After two or three seconds, he repeated the previous words: "the master told you to go."

It seems that we can't get the exact answer. Lin xiaorou just gave up asking and said, "please lead the way."

The man turned and led Lin xiaorou into the cabin. After passing through a corridor, he turned left at the end into a bright hall.

There are two people in this hall, one is standing in front of a famous painting to appreciate, the other is an acquaintance, standing aside with a respectful look.

"Xiaorou." The audience of the famous painting opened their mouth, and the voice transformed from the sound transformer was hoarse and harsh: "do you know this painting?"

"Night patrol." Lin recognized the painting: "Rembrandt's most controversial work, collected in the Amsterdam National Gallery."

"The one there is a forgery." The man smiled and said, "this is an authentic painting."

“……” Lin xiaorou looks at the painting again with a little hesitation. Is it authentic? "In 1642, Rembrandt, 36, drew the controversial night tour, which was a masterpiece in the world, but he was in trouble. As a result, the whole city was full of ridicule for Rembrandt. No one bought his paintings again. For the rest of his life, he could only be buried like a beggar."

The voice of that man contains the sadness of cherishing talents.

Lin xiaorou didn't know what he wanted to say, just looked at him.

"If the world is going to laugh at him, it's going to laugh all the time." "It's only a hundred years after his death that someone understands his art and the perfection of the painting," the man said The man looked back at Lin xiaorou and said, "how ironic."

"Yes." Lin xiaorou nodded. "Those who have the ability and talent should be respected, not the honor after death." "The world is not fair," said the man. "If, in percentage terms, 10 percent of the talents or people who are really capable of changing the world are dependent on or even compromise on 90 percent of the mediocre people in the world."

“……” Lin xiaorou doesn't understand. "Take this picture for example." "Even a hundred years after Rembrandt's death, the recognition of the painting was cut out because the original was too big to pass through a door," the man said The man smiled scornfully: "isn't it funny to say that, but the funny thing is that there are real mediocres."

"What on earth do you want to do?" Lin xiaorou looked at the man and asked.

"The world's values are distorted. Everyone dreams of changing the world, but no one really does it." The man picked up two glasses of red wine and went to Lin xiaorou. He handed one of them to her: "and I want to be the one who changes the world."

"Here..." Lin xiaorou took over the wine cup and frowned slightly. Is that a fool talking about dreams?

Change the world?

Why?

"Great expression." The man smiled and looked at the person who had not opened his mouth and said: "bramble, is this expression familiar? When I first met you and talked to you, you were the same

“……” Bramble did not reply but looked up at Lin xiaorou.

I thought that Ilan tryst found a chance to completely solve this bitch, but I didn't expect that I wanted to use Ilan you, but I was actually used by Ilan you.

It also creates an opportunity for ilanyou to see the real face of the mysterious man.

Only in the end, ilanyou gave up the chance.

That's ilanyou's loss.

"You two should be familiar." The man said, "how can I feel so strange?"

Lin xiaorou looks at the thorns coldly. Without the help of thorns, she will not lose to ilanyou, so thoroughly.

When enemies meet, there is killing intention in their eyes.

"There's a fight in this look, but you shouldn't look at your partner." The man turned around and walked back to the picture with a smile.

Lin xiaorou and bramble look back at the man at the same time.

"The name [Lin xiaorou] can't be used any more." The man watched the night patrol and shook the goblet in his hand: "ilanyou is still right tonight. The name is going to disappear forever."

“……” Lin xiaorou felt a stab in her heart and looked at the man.

The first time she fought with ilanyou, she lost her home and her innocence. This time, she even lost her name

"Poppy." The man murmured a word, then looked back at Lin xiaorou and said, "from today on, you are called poppy."

"Poppy?" Lin xiaorou still knows this red poisonous flower. The man walked to Lin xiaorou step by step and raised his hand to pick up her chin: "the poppies at night are the most beautiful. The words of flowers are evil and vicious. Too many people accuse poppy of being the origin of sin, but in fact, poppy has no fragrance, and there is no tempting crime. It is others who extend their hands to her that make her bear the innocent name. "

“……” Lin xiaorou thought that she was similar to poppy through that man's saying.

The world is blinded by Ilan you and thinks that she is good. Everything about her is right. It's her who knows Ilan you's cruel nature Constantly misunderstood, forced, until now

"I hope you like the name." The man smiled back and said, "it's late. Go back to your room and have a good rest."

"Yes..." Lin xiaorou answers and puts the unfinished red wine on the nearby low table, then turns around and leaves. Before leaving, Lin xiaorou looks back at the man and asks, "you say you want to change the world Is it serious? "

"I never joke." The man looked at Lin xiaorou, his eyes fixed.

“……” Lin xiaorou nodded and left the hall.

After Lin xiaorou left, the talent continued to appreciate the painting: "bramble, what do you think?" "A genius, set by a group of mediocre sad fate for the rest of his life." The thorn replied.