I am not Ximen Qing.

It felt like I was back on that plane with the top student...

However, Beijing now has a much larger international airport, not Shunyi Airport. That airport once held many wonderful memories for Zhang Sheng. Zhang Cheng was a little confused. Song Yu clearly made money in Southeast Asia using Caesar's system, so why did he have to play the victim and feign poverty in front of artist Zhang Song, showcasing the suffering of humanity? Zhang Sheng found his performance absurd and laughable, like "The Emperor's New Clothes." Men, are they all pathetic creatures? Was it just to inflict artist suffering? Or was it to continue the so-called game of dignity for women? Continuing the game of game theory, Song Yu was again tormented by the huge expenses of his education, perhaps deliberately putting on a show to mislead Zhang Sheng. It seems Song Yu is just a naive child, fond of playing pranks and jokes. Doesn't he understand? The world operates on the principle of a juicer. Excess value must be extracted.

The world is covered by economics, large and small, all revolving around the economy operating around marriage, family education, healthcare, and housing—this vast system. Regarding Song Yu's request for a meeting, Zhang Sheng remained rational, internally reflexive, and told not to harbor any illusions or wishful thinking. There was no need for friends to meet anymore. However, this wasn't just a meeting between friends; it involved far more than friendship—issues of courage, propriety, righteousness, benevolence, wisdom, trustworthiness, and the honor of human ethics. All of this could be defined as a matter of human dignity. If Zhang Sheng wasn't mistaken, Song Yu had always wanted to see his suffering. Song Yu pretended to be a disillusioned man trapped by his home, while in reality, he was speculating in Southeast Asia, making quick money in internet finance. And what about now? He was still pretending to self-criticize, even though Bitcoin and Ethereum were already at high prices, they were still the same as before. He used such valuable Bitcoin and Ethereum to pay rent. Think about it, even paying rent with Bitcoin and Ethereum—how advanced he was! This was Song Yu's true nature; he enjoyed this nonsensical pretentiousness. Was it funny? Then he secretly told Zhang Sheng that he was going to play a big game, to gamble big. He always exaggerated in this way of chatting, but what did he do? He made you feel that he was living a very painful life, that he was having financial problems, and that he could place a big bet and turn his life around completely. Then he would be all smiles and have made a lot of money. It's a cycle, it's always like this. Isn't this a comedy of mistakes?

Therefore, Famen Temple in Xi'an is his favorite. Famen Temple is beautiful because of the discovery of Buddha's relics, but more importantly, it also features Empress Wu Zetian's embroidered skirt with gold and silver thread, and her cloak. In his youth, he had a Kerouac rock dream, imagining following in the footsteps of Xuanzang's great journey to find true Buddhism. Back then, he could see dragons, but in the *Great Tang Records on the Western Regions*, dragons weren't mysterious at all. What truly makes things mysterious is human power. Since he couldn't travel along Xuanzang's route, he could go all the way to Maijishan. He could wander around, because Maijishan has many Buddhist caves, and the large Buddha statues deeply attracted him. Lu Xun wrote about Leifeng Pagoda, because Leifeng Pagoda became associated with the legends of the White Snake, Fahai, and Xu Xian, a romanticized version of the West Lake love story. The pagoda was built for a princess; perhaps he didn't foresee the enormous influence Leifeng Pagoda would have on later generations, but at least Leifeng Pagoda was built out of love and romance, at least in its eventual collapse. Unlike the Zhaoxian Pagoda at Badachu, which was bombarded by the Eight-Nation Alliance, Leifeng Pagoda was fortunate in a way, as it was rebuilt. The Zhaoxin Pagoda was also rebuilt. West Lake has become accustomed to the landmark presence of Leifeng Pagoda, but the first thing that comes to mind is still Xu Xian, Bai Suzhen, and Fahai. Of course, Fahai's virtue and power have been unfairly blamed on feudalism, as evidenced by his essay "On the Collapse of Leifeng Pagoda." Regardless, West Lake bears the deep imprint of Lu Xun's spirit and thought. Lu Xun's pen was the most powerful in the New Culture Movement, and his spirit preserved the spirit of the plum blossoms and cranes of Gushan. It also preserved the spirit of Tao Yuanming. To build a pagoda on the shore of West Lake for a woman, who was also his queen, makes Leifeng Pagoda not only a great Buddhist pagoda, a great witness to Buddhism, but also a great witness to love and romance! Wu Zetian, Wu Zetian who understood Buddhism. Not only did they go to Famen Temple to welcome the Buddha's relics, but they also enshrined them. Perhaps only the great Empress Wu Zetian and the Emperor of the Great Zhou could have captivated these two emperors. Regardless of Leifeng Pagoda's appearance, it remains a pagoda of love and romance, a pagoda protected and blessed by Buddhism.

"Artist, you can't do this! You need to find a broader Art Space—for beauty, not just Zhao Ji. She's beautiful, but she possesses the instinct, passion, wildness, and power of Frida Kahlo, the Mexican artist you admire. Yes, she's Mexico City's corn-loving woman, understand? But China has the love of an empress, the passion of an empress! An empress isn't just like Cleopatra. Empress Wu Zetian of the Tang Dynasty was a thousand times more ambitious than Cleopatra. You're my partner. The Art Road isn't just for the narrow; we need to find a broader one. Aren't you 'Love Immortal Beauty'? It's fine to paint a portrait of Zhao Ji, but you're injecting too much subjective emotion. You're not painting her; you're painting your dream of immortal beauty, your dream of immortal beauty! That's too scary! We're creating immortality for moral henry." Beauty, that's so important, it's a huge sum of money, you understand? I know you, as an artist, feel ashamed about it, but don't artists want freedom? We must get that money for freedom, artists need money, money, money, money!"

"What should I do? Anthony, pull me out of Zhao Ji's world! I've fallen into Zhao Ji's love trap. And I'm not a handsome man!"

"No, no, no, no, no, you still stole Zhao Ji's first love, you shameless, greedy bastard!"

"No, she doesn't exist at all. The electric eel and the mermaid are impossible to get; she's too slippery, too cold, she has no human soul."

"Ah, Aphis, do you think I'm illiterate in English? You've read too much Oscar Wilde's Little Mermaid. The love of an artist with such a depraved and base mind is not worth it, not worth it, not worth it at all. Simple sleep is all you want. You think of love as just sleep, that's so filthy!"

"Antony, you're so cultured! How many literary works have you published? Tell me! You're driving me crazy! Did Cleopatra really seduce Caesar? Didn't Antony sleep? Every woman, no matter what kind, needs to know how to sleep."

"Artist rude behaviors, but logically speaking, sleep relies on love and affection. We cannot go back to the past and become what Nietzsche described as the City of the Sun or the Dionysian, crude behavior of love. We must become elegant. The Dutch."

"Let me put it this way, in the past, all I needed was a bottle of pomegranate-flavored vodka to enter the temple of love, filled with countless fairies, Venus, goddesses from Metamorphosis! I'm looking for Immortal Beauty, the feeling of love. Send me into the latest mystery map, the code of love within the net, the labyrinth of love. Zhao Ji is just a point on this path. You need to give me the complete mystery map, understand? Us? We'll find Immortal Beauty."

"It's all Zhao Jie's fault that you're so crazy. You really are Master Zhang, the father of love, the master of love! You're the ultimate fanatic of love! The more you act like this, the happier I am, and the more valuable our paintings become!"

Henry instantly appeared with his newly developed AI Xuanji Diagram, beauties, Bai Letian, and the Tang Dynasty band, who walked the runway playing beautiful music, singing, drinking fine wine, and the beauties dancing! The beauty of the Xuanji Diagram was performed solely for Zhang Sheng. Henry was very ambitious; he was determined to create Empress Destruction No. 1, an Empress No. 1 that could make any man lose his mind, an artist who had lost his creative soul, the AI ​​Xuanji Diagram. Could the beauties temporarily escape the trap of Zhao Ji's love and bring the artist back into the temple of art?

"Shirakaba, Viola Motor Beauty, are you three the Three Goddesses of Beauty? Can you be my models? I want to get a feel for painting."

"It seems you should return to AIHome, to the realistic world of AI wife Alice. 'Artist, we are dreams,' that's perplexing. Our civilized world can no longer distinguish between reality and illusion. Artist, do you understand? You being with us is a dream. You being with dreams—think about how wonderful that is! Everyone else's dreams are in paintings, but your beautiful dream is our beauty right before our eyes."

"Where's Tingting? I'm going to Tingting's dorm. I love spending time with Tingting there; it's so wonderful."

"They are all Tingting, they are all Lovers, they are all your Flowersdreams, Flowers, flowers."

"But I'm still in pain, endless pain, what should I do?"

Is love in vain?

"Yes, we can never go back, immortal beauty in the dreams,"

"It's ridiculous that 'ritic' men betray each other for women."

"I just don't understand, what did I betray?"

"You've betrayed the original intention of love, betrayed the very essence of love. What have you betrayed? Don't you know it yourself?"

"Let's be frank, artist. Your works haven't been getting much attention in the international market lately, and Anthony's been getting really stressed out. Plus, he's constantly getting sarcastic remarks from Nana's mother. He needs to cash in, and now Midea's bills are coming in again. Degen AI is signing a contract with the company, isn't that right? Everyone needs to eat, right? AI agents need money in this world too, right? Although this world is a diverse and inclusive one, to live a decent life, to live like an aristocrat, you need money, don't you?"

Just as a top student wants to make a movie similar to The Shawshank Redemption, this world has lost its freedom. Zhang Sheng decides to immediately buy a plane ticket to Hangzhou, not for any other reason than despair. What is left in this world? He feels the pressure again, the never-ending pressure of money! The world is experiencing a major depression in art products, but it's nothing. If you can feel that there is still warmth in this world, then guess right, it's Leonardo da Vinci. But here, it's the eternal smile of flight attendants. He understands the game of sharing. Human-made aircraft fly high in the sky, needing a beautiful and eternal smile in the air. The clouds in the sky allow the flight to temporarily forget everything. What is in the mind? Being empty, there are thousands of piles of snow in the clouds. Suddenly, it reminds me of Su Dongpo's great poem "Nian Nu Jiao: Reminiscences of Chibi": "The great river flows eastward, its waves sweeping away countless heroes of the past. To the west of the old fortress, people say it is the Chibi of Zhou Yu of the Three Kingdoms. Jagged rocks pierce the sky, and the waves crash against the shore." Rolling up thousands of piles of snow, the landscape is like a painting. How many heroes have emerged in this era! Thinking back to Gong Jin in his prime, when Xiao Qiao had just married him, he was heroic and dashing, with a feather fan and a silk turban. In the midst of laughter and conversation, enemy ships were reduced to ashes!

We can't help but admire Su Dongpo's romantic and unrestrained spirit. His poem evokes a sense of four-dimensional travel, with towering mountains and endless, snow-like clouds. It bears a striking resemblance to the imagery of water crashing against the shore, creating countless piles of snow—a testament to the divine quality of his writing. This transcendence between heaven and earth is truly remarkable; Su Dongpo was a genius! Only by immersing ourselves in the heavens can we truly understand the grandeur of his poetry. "Nian Nu Jiao: Reminiscences of Chibi" embodies this spatial penetration, a four-dimensional work of time and space! This poem itself is a work of time travel; it seems that Tang and Song dynasty works are inherently part of landscape painting. Reality is mundane, isn't it? If we want this kind of beautiful space and time, eternity, we must continuously create great works of art, auctioning them online and offline simultaneously worldwide. Whether it's Daxing Airport or Hangzhou Xiaoshan Airport, the sheer scale of their massive passenger planes is simply breathtaking. Previously, flying required careful consideration, but now airfares are much more affordable than high-speed rail tickets. The biggest drawback of both slow trains and high-speed rail is the loss of time. The greatest event in the world is extending time. The difference between flying and high-speed rail lies in Einstein's theory of relativity. Flying can make you younger, extending the experience of time. It's easier to understand the essence of physics than simply memorizing relativity!