meaning of aurora

Chapter 68

Meng Xinzhi: "Brother Leo, why do you say Michelangelo is a slob?"

Brother Leo: "Ah? Do you need to ask this question? Are there no records about his appearance in your later generations' classics?"

Meng Xinzhi: "I really haven't noticed this. Our future generations will all be fascinated by his talent."

Brother Leo: "What talent does he have? You people in the future don't say that he is ugly, so can it be said that he is good at defending the city?"

Meng Xinzhi: "Has Michelangelo ever fought a war?"

Brother Leo: "It seems that you don't know much about him. That guy, he's ugly. He has no taste in his clothes. He wears a pair of leather boots all year round. He doesn't pay attention to his image at all. .”

Meng Xinzhi: "Brother Leo is because he often hates you, so you think he doesn't respect seniors, right?"

Brother Leo: "Then you really underestimated him. It's not a problem for him to hate seniors. He even dared to hate the Pope in a hurry."

Meng Xinzhi: "Then I have to add a label of fear of power to him."

Brother Leo: "You can pull it down, he ran away after beating the Pope, and a few years later, he knelt down and begged for mercy in a very spineless way. Unlike me, I have long been far away from these junk things and are at ease Live life."

Meng Xinzhi: "Then why do you ask people in the future if Michelangelo was good at defending the city?"

Brother Leo: "It's okay if you don't have this saying in future generations. A little guy like him who can only paint and do some sculptures is almost like that."

Meng Xinzhi: "Brother Leo obviously has something to say."

Brother Leo: "It's okay to tell you, I've been dead for ten years, and I heard the Florentines come to my France and cry at my grave."

Meng Xinzhi: "Why are you crying?"

Brother Leo: "In 1504, I was too lazy to engage in the World War with him, and put most of my thoughts on a series of fortifications. I guess he saw it while I was painting murals. Twenty-five years later, the sloppy used The fortifications I designed defended Florence for nine months."

Meng Xinzhi: "Isn't that good? Florence is also one of your hometowns."

Brother Leo: "What's the matter? He was able to survive for nine months because of my fortifications. However, a battle that must be lost is sustained like this, and the innocent people in Florence died. I regret it. If I Without those fortifications, the Florentine Republic would not have had so many people dying of famine and plague."

Dream Heart: "Brother Leo, why are you anti-war like Einstein?"

Brother Leo: "Einstein? Who?"

Meng Xinzhi: "Oh, no one mentioned him at your grave? That's right, you've been dead for 360 years before he was born..."

Brother Leo: "Sister Heart, why are your thoughts more out of bounds than mine?"

Meng Xinzhi: "Don't dare to compare with Brother Leo. If you want to talk about jumping off, how many people in this world can write mirror images by hand like Brother Leo?"

Brother Leo: "You all know that I need to use a mirror to read my diary?"

Meng Xinzhi: "Yes."

Brother Leo: "Then do I still have privacy?"

Meng Xinzhi: "It's basically gone. You wrote almost everything in your diary."

Brother Leo: "Ah... my God... tell me what I have accomplished. Tell me, have I ever accomplished something..."

Meng Xinzhi: "Brother Leo, I am particularly impressed by this sentence, why do you keep repeating this sentence in your diary?"

Brother Leo: "Because I have never accomplished anything."

Meng Xinzhi: "How is it possible? In my opinion, you are the greatest artist in the history of Western art, bar none."

Brother Leo: "You hurt me. I am obviously a scientist. Look, I really can't accomplish anything."

Meng Xinzhi quickly changed the subject: "Brother Leo, when everyone was discussing where to put Michelangelo's David statue, why did you secretly draw a particularly ugly sketch of the David statue underneath?"

"What do you mean I draw a particularly ugly sketch in secret? The David he carved is already ugly, okay! Can it be as beautiful as my teacher?"

"Brother Leo thinks Michelangelo's David is ugly? You still say that he is not the person you hate the most..." Halfway through the speech, Meng Xinzhi suddenly realized, "It's really ugly, it's really ugly, Verocchio The model for the bronze statue of David in Austria is you, Brother Leo, who is handsome and crowned Florence!"

Satisfied with Meng Xinzhi's reaction, Da Vinci raised his eyebrows and said, "Sister Xin, please do me a favor."

"whats the matter?"

Meng Xinzhi was a little surprised, not only because it was the first time she received a request from the ancients in her dream, but also because Da Vinci had such a smart expression.

"You will do research and write papers in the future, but whenever you write about me and Michelangelo, you must focus on the difference in appearance between the two of us, you know?"

"Ah? This point, it seems that it can't be written in the paper, and no one studies it like this."

"Isn't a thesis just to have your own innovation after writing a review of previous papers? You don't even know how disgusting I was!"

"At that time?" Meng Xin was puzzled: "When?"

"It was when they were locked together and painted murals for the hall of 500 people."

"That's still 1504."

"Yes, 1504, that guy was only 29 years old at the time, I think he looks older than me at 52 years old."

Meng Xinzhi smiled: "Is it so exaggerated?"

"I doubt he's ever had a bath in his life... oh... I hate Soderini so much!"

"Why did you come to Soderini again? Is the consul a villain?"

"Uh... what is a blame man?" Da Vinci asked.

"Brother Leo, it's not important, why did you suddenly drag the consul out to parade in the street?"

"Because in 1504, besides the 29-year-old slob, the 21-year-old Raphael also finished painting "The Marriage of the Virgin" and came to Florence. The little Raphael looks quite good!"

"My God, if the [Great War] in 1504 involved Raphael, it would be the real war of the century, and it would directly bring together the three masters of the Renaissance."

"Really? Do you feel excited just thinking about it?"

"That's right...Brother Leo...Why do you use the word [good] to describe Raphael? What kind of words do you usually like to use to describe men?"

Meng Xinzhi'an asked a question that he was most concerned about.

If Da Vinci is willing to answer positively, then his orientation is no longer a mystery.

"I like……"

dong dong dong...

There is a knock on the door...

(End of this chapter)