I am not Ximen Qing.

Surprisingly, the "One Hundred A Motor Beauty Beauty" project by Bai Juyi, inspired by the "Dance of the Rainbow Feather Dress," was a resounding success. Perhaps only true practitioners can truly understand the value of the rude behavior aesthetics displayed by immortal beauty in the context of a perfectionist movement in a diverse society! Money, fine wine—the standard for a feast of beauty can at least be measured by Mexican tequila.

"That's amazing! They desperately need money. Without money, they can't afford lavish feasts. They'll improve themselves, constantly evolve. Money is their wine taste, money is their energy. At least the DreamLove model is constantly evolving. This depends on the innovation of algorithms and computers. At least they will unleash a devastatingly beautiful force in this diverse society. This is the Artist's soul energy..."

"But in Western philosophy, the worship of Dionysus and the sun god is the most thorough form of existence,"

“You know what an artist is? I, I, I don’t drink a single drop of alcohol,”

"You drank a lot of tequila, isn't that a lie?"

"Artist, don't take it so seriously. I'm just saying that even if I don't drink a drop of alcohol, you shouldn't deny my worship, veneration, and identification with Dionysus and the sun god."

"Worship, identification"

"Yes, they are the twins of love in the pure Western spirit. Modern humanity's understanding of wine is absolutely wrong, and its understanding of the sun god is also rather narrow. They are actually the twins of art, Dionysus and the sun god. They bring forth the beauty of thought, spirit, will, and soul consciousness, the ethical consciousness of beauty in a diversified society, the love energy of Dionysus and the sun god. Artist, your art aim, you have always been searching for and discovering love being. You were not bewitched by the immortal beauty of Zhao Ji, were you? That is a kind of temptation of love. Immortal beauty is the art being of..." Love. This is also why *Jin Ping Mei* is so great in Eastern literature. Ximen Qing is not merely a gentleman, a wealthy man, or an official in a small town. At his core, Ximen Qing is an artist like Su Dongpo or Bai Juyi! Ximen Qing symbolizes the true being of the literati, while Tang and Song poetry symbolizes their pure and spiritual side. Just as the double-sided bronze mirror in *Dream of the Red Chamber* has two sides, *Dream of the Red Chamber* represents the positive side, and *Jin Ping Mei* the negative. We cannot distinguish between good and bad from a narrow perspective of good or evil. The evolution of a diversified society and the being of AI society are full of contradictions, but this is precisely the driving force of diversified evolution. Will Artstyles1 ultimately return to classical forms? Ancient Greek art directly reached the standard of drama, which is truly great!

"Has your love been realized? While they are obsessed with money, they won't stray from art either. They know what money energy brings, but they can't immediately reach the art level of their dreams. However, 'dream lover' reminds me of the goddess in my dream. Goddess, you disappeared in my dream, I can't find you anymore. Sometimes I wonder if I'm hallucinating. The goddess and Zhao Ji are confused in my dream. The goddess is perhaps the most beautiful in the world, after all, for the goddess to appear before my eyes is truly a rare and precious encounter. What is a love dream compared to the goddess's beauty? It's such an illusory beauty. Sometimes I don't even believe whether the goddess in my love dream is real or an illusion. There are so many beautiful things in this world, but so few can enter your world, so very few. Henry, in this life, I have never seen such a perfect being of art love. The goddess has appeared before my eyes! I must paint the goddess; this is the greatest art." Works! The goddess's beauty can no longer disappear from my sight. The goddess's beauty is the most perfect existence in the world; this is the source of art, the origin of art itself, the thought of art, the root of the soul. Forgive me, Henry, but I have to paint the goddess. The goddess has been gone from my dream love for so long, so A Motorbeauty Zhao Ji has brought beauty back into my love dream, back into my dream love. Quietly gazing at the existence of the goddess's beauty, this is the purest existence of artistic beauty. I have never seen such artistic beauty as the goddess again. The goddess, like Zhao Ji, has love ripples in her eyes, eyes of love and affection, lightning waves of love! Goddess, don't run away, Immortal Beauty, don't run away…”

"Catch them, don't let them get away!"

"Henry, I'm powerless! The goddesses, Immortal Beauty and the goddess, have drained all my energy of love! If I told anyone else, they'd think I was crazy! Who could believe that goddesses truly exist in my dream love? They are so perfect, a thousand times more beautiful than any, any, oil painting or woman I've ever seen! It's both painful and exciting, because no one is luckier than me to have met the most beautiful goddess in the world in my dream love! In the summer, I also met the beautiful Zhao Ji, the Zhao Ji who made me lose my mind! Perhaps this was just God's temptation of my loving imagination. Ah, who could have imagined? I actually enjoyed a period of carefree love and career during my golden age. Even now, if I talked to anyone about this, they wouldn't believe it ever existed. So, myths really do exist in this world, you just haven't seen them yet. But I have seen the most beautiful goddess in the world, which is why I'm so persistent in my pursuit of art, my yearning for art, my demanding standards for art, and my relentless pursuit of the purity of art!"

"But artist, at least you've already made Zhao Ji scream. Zhao Ji is obsessed with you, a scream born from mad love. She's afraid of this kind of mad love. Zhao Ji's rejection of you is just an illusion, because she's standing too high, surrounded by billions of gigants, all of them billionaires. This is precisely what's embarrassing for Zhao Ji right now. Do the billionaires understand? There's so much money. They see the temptation of love pensions, but love is cursed by God. Billions, they also love the 'One Hundred Immortal Beauty' in the wine cabinet. Roast taste, Roses, Love, but Immortal Beauty—they're all stored in the wine cabinets of the runway. They are the flowers of desire, love flowers hobby. Love dream, understand? Which of these billionaires doesn't have an illusory dream love? Is it real or fake? This is a philosophical question: is dream reality? This is easy to explain. There are countless billionaires who like to collect wine these days!"

"I understand! Zhao Ji longs for an artist like autumn in the Yonghe Temple. Ripe red pomegranates, big red pomegranates, and red persimmons on the persimmon trees in Jingshan Park, bright red persimmons, and the blossoming of the seven-leaf tree in spring. Zhao Ji could be the two Qiao magnolias, the beauty that Cao Mengde fantasized about for the two Qiaos, and Yuan Shao's daughter-in-law became a sacrifice for the brothers' love, only able to look, not even have the chance to smell it. If love cannot be possessed for a long time, it will wither. I actually hope that even an iron tree can bloom one day. Why is love so difficult?"

"Artist is so sad, oh well, at least I can smell a French Bordeaux wine that's been treasured for over a hundred years. The most wonderful experience of 'Art taste love' isn't about opening the bottle, is it? Drinking the wine isn't the best experience; it's about holding the bottle! The feeling of 'imagine when you taste' in your hand—that sense of discovery is quite a beautiful love story!"

"Ah, you remind me of the female poet at school. Just by being a tagalong, I could become her lover. If I had been a little braver, a little more courageous, a little more patient, a little more shameless, ah, the school beauty and poet would have been my prey! Is that right? Henry, is that how you pursue your sister-in-law?"

"Artist, now you should muster the courage to pursue my sister-in-law, so that Zhao Ji's sister, Zhao Feiyan, won't overthink things again. I, Dr. Henry, am a man of principle and morality."

"Henry, really? You actually had the idea of ​​two-timing? You really had such a despicable thought!"

"It's precisely because I have such filthy thoughts that you have the opportunity to pursue my sister-in-law, isn't it?"

Finally, it all became clear. The Zhao Ji he had been so desperately pursuing, this romantic beauty, was actually his sister's younger sister! Ah, the illusion of love had taken hold. This is quite normal; love often confuses lovers, making them lose their clarity of mind, which can bring about destructive power, like the bloody battles of the Romeo family, resulting in bloodshed and destruction! What a delusion! She was clearly a girl with long, slender, white legs, hopping and skipping, full of youthful energy, incredibly youthful, with the leaps of a forest deer. Only a girl in her prime could perform such elegant, acrobatic dance moves. Was he seeing things? Zhao Ji was so beautiful; it was too fantastical. Zhao Ji was a fairy from the forest. In short, the only one worthy of the title "pure fairy" was Zhao Ji in her short skirt! Because Zhang Sheng became the great artist pursuing beauty in the reality show, Zhao Ji's slender, supple waist...slim! She could wear a thin, comfortable, and close-fitting vest; she was almost perfect. But the imagination was too tempting. This wasn't a storm, but Caliban's twisted love. Henry's sister-in-law was too arrogant. Zhao Ji continued her wild Brahms-esque trilogy of love, desire, and passion, playing the piano. Using music to express the imagination of love and passion was most appropriate. The depth and breadth of her understanding were indescribable. Perhaps she was scaredy because... no wonder Zhao Ji saw the truth. In reality, Zhang Sheng was Caliban, the monster; in reality, Zhang Sheng was Ugly Clown, the Laughing Man; in reality, Zhang Sheng was Dorian Gray—that was a bit too exaggerated. He wasn't a handsome man, he couldn't possibly be Romeo, nor Quasimodo. Who was Zhang Sheng? Zhang Sheng might be the evil archbishop spying on the handsome man and Esmeralda's love story! Ideally, Zhang Sheng would become the true Raoul, not Eric. Raoul won the love of the beautiful Zhao Ji, while Eric merely taught her the true essence of music—the artistic truth that reaches the pinnacle of musical truth. All of this would fill Zhao Ji with immense fear! Don't be afraid, don't be scared. What truly terrifies is the destructive power of love. It's wonderful that she has developed feelings for Artist; love and passion are born from fear.

"Little imp, you're back again!"

"Uncle, how are you feeling?"

"I never knew you could play the violin. Your violin playing is even more romantic than your piano playing."

"You'd better be a gentleman, have some manners, understand? If you're polite, this is how I treat you, isn't it? Why did you drink so much? You know I hate people who drink."

"I didn't drink; you're the one who drank too much."

"Uncle, you're lying again. You're a drunkard."

"Okay, we're all alcoholics. There's no point in living in a sober world; if you're too sober, there's no love!"

"You prefer the world of an 'uncle's' delusions, don't you? So all your art is fake? You like to peep on people, right?"

"How am I supposed to explain this to you? No matter how I explain it, you still won't believe in drinking, right? To put it bluntly, do you even believe in the existence of Dionysus?"

"You use Nietzsche's Dionysus, Nietzsche's Apollo, and Schopenhauer was Nietzsche's teacher. Regardless, Nietzsche got incredibly lucky; the fact that he could think of the ancient Greek gods of Dionysus and Apollo was pure luck. Nietzsche didn't actually discover anything; he just stumbled upon the incredible luck of ancient Greek drama."