I am not Ximen Qing.

"Love is an absurd thing, isn't it?"

"I thought Zhao Ji was going to spray some kind of 'hooligan water'?"

"I'm telling you, Uncle, you're a billionaire now, and you've got the most dramatic and creative gold rush ever—a money game, you know! And tell me, deep down you're a Don Quixote, anyway? That Antony doesn't look like a donkey-riding Shangqiu. Your partner is excellent; he's like an artist from The Merchant of Venice. Besides, I don't want to be a fantasy lover!"

It seems art films can't move eyes. The immortal beauty Zhao Ji, who has seen it all, is undeniably beautiful. Her eyes burn with the desire of love, a beauty fueled by that flame. Men are utterly captivated, bewitched, and drawn into the trap of love by Zhao Ji's immortal beauty. Zhao Ji has that power! Zhang Sheng has always suspected that Zhao Ji is a beauty from the Qin Dynasty who has traveled to the modern era to relive his love from over 2000 years ago. He still hasn't figured out whether he's a man of loyalty or an incarnation of Lü Buwei. This kind of love across 2000 years is indeed quite shocking, how shameless! What an incredibly narcissistic imagination! Forgive Zhang Sheng; sometimes, for love, people go mad, they fantasize.

"This is so hopeless. Can't even one hundred and one film of love win your heart?"

"Uncle, I'm actually quite touched. You found me with money. They desperately needed money. They were so happy, they were reborn, they needed a more perfect version of themselves. This was Dr. Henry's Hughes Trap, designed for them. It's also the will to promote a diverse society. This is your money game, what does it have to do with me? Of course, I created an art painting. If you think you can win over the love of Mine this way, you're ridiculous. Do you think these love films can make me fall into a little woman's romantic fantasies? You underestimate me. You've been playing the witch's seduction game with me, driving them crazy, and then making me crazy too, right? Making me a part of the witch. That Anthony is your Italian devil, isn't he? It's the devil's game. I can't believe you actually became an artist for me."

"I actually want to be Faust; it's always been my dream."

"You've been searching for that dream love, haven't you? That's your immortal secret of love, but please, I'm not your dream love beauty, your dream LOGOArtMoney's popular artist. What's the difference between a dream lover and me?"

Why ask this question?

Because it's important, an importance of love.

"Your dream lover has everything about you physically, but he doesn't have your soul of love."

"Uncle, that's not it, that's not what I'm asking, you know?"

"You asked about Goethe's fantasy love, which is to put it bluntly: Goethe fell in love with Helen of the Iliad. But he couldn't use Dante's method, so he chose Milton's Lost Paradise method. Faust fell in love with Helen. Since Emperor Wu of Han could see Lady Li in Hell, and Emperor Xuanzong of Tang could see Yang Guifei on Penglai Island, why couldn't Faust see Helen in Dante's Hell? Goethe really wanted to have a son with Helen! Faust and Helen fell in love, you know, it's a bit awkward, but Faust did have a son with the goddess Helen, and it was Goethe who thought Byron was his imagined son. It's all a product of poets' narcissism. Oscar Wilde's Dorian Gray, poets are all narcissistic, extremely narcissistic, extremely perfectionistic, and they have sons with the goddess Helen. They become ageless beauties, but their souls are judged in Hell and become ugly! This drives the beauties mad, and in the end, their madness destroys their souls, destroying their ugly souls. The beauties disappear from this world. We see the beauties in their final, ugly form!"

"So why is this Dream Lover Goddess series so valuable?"

"Because in the artwork, I can't distinguish between Dream Lover and you anymore. Although Love Mask contains your soul, under Juliet Mask, you are indistinguishable."

"Uncle, what exactly are you trying to say? Art advises, Art ideas, Art minds"

"It was merely Adam's temptation. Men are the origin of art, but women understand love of art better. Men would rather face life and death in the city than give up on success. A diverse society has evolved to this point, even though humans and AI are not divided by race. No discrimination, no distinctions, no distinctions between each other—this diverse society is precisely the ideal state of a diverse society. Everything is a product of pure evolution, adhering to the three principles of money."

"In any case, Faust and Helen's love is utterly absurd, isn't it?"

"It's not absurd, after all, Faust and Helen gave birth to Byron."

Why don't you just say that Faust and Helen had Euphoria's naughty little boy?

"This isn't art at all, it's not Dorian Gray. This isn't an empty house romance movie, this is Twistlove. Are all men in the world so perversely obsessed with women bearing them sons? This so-called love is just a veil of love. It's a hypocritical lie, a deceitful lie about love..."

"You're too excited; this isn't the Loveart I wanted to portray at all."

"You think money can change everything, but you've always dreamt of a Don Quixote-like love, which is essentially a Don Quixote-esque knightly facade. This 'love energy' fueled his chivalrous journey, but in the end, all he had was his niece from Shangqiu and the archbishop. Although he always harbored a goddess like Dulcinea in his heart, it was merely a will to love. What was Cervantes trying to express? He was simply expressing the ultimate tragedy of most men: the absence of love. Even if men possess the will to love, what good is it? Because no true love can accept them anymore, and most men will inevitably head towards a Don Quixote-like tragedy!"

"No, no, no, no, no... I've always been searching for love art taste. This will at least create art ripples in the lifeless love energy. A diverse society is exhausting love art, but art needs pure love. Soul is dream love, and perfect art twist is the true art energy of love!"

Open artBeing of Love Show

I love the taste of champagne! The male protagonist in *American Beauty* enjoys rose baths and older lovers; it's a Hollywood-style romance film. A middle-aged man, having lost his love taste, finds it again in a young girl. Spanish-style love art is always full of love elements and dopamine rush, enjoying the fragrant aroma of lilies. A Delicious artist creates a love art test. Drinking champagne with an immortal beauty taste of love—this is Zhao Ji's temptation; Zhao Ji smells of roses! The taste of rose petals and tuna mixed together is the taste of love! In the empty house of love, a space of love taste and time, a young energy girl hides the flame of love art, lost in the heat of youth! So, breathing in the scent of roses emanating from Zhao Ji, the taste of love art well, the rose-covered body always evokes endless imagination, the young angel always exudes the aura of love, the beauty of curves, the rhythm of creation, the pomegranate-colored vodka is even more alluring, I've heard that pomegranate-colored vodka hides the taste of art love, the young girl in front of me has the perfect taste of art love, he's like Qianqian Nana honey. Love disco Dancing, he must like to hang out with DJs in Sanlitun, he always appears in front of the artist, creating an artistic impact, this is the heart-fluttering journey in the liquor cabinet. A lot of foreign liquor, whether dry red or sparkling dry, sparkling wine. Japanese sake seems to have become a kind of taboo of love now, Dionysian love art, and also Apollo-style love and affection, some too much, some too carefree. The young girl's eyes light surpass the worldly ripples of beauty, but how beautiful it is to breathe in the rose taste of love in Zhao Ji, beauty, beauty is born!

"You are so beautiful, you are so beautiful, you are the most beautiful Art Love in the world."

"You've been staring at that punk girl the whole time, haven't you, artist?"

"Yes, she has a youthful love taste, which is an artistic nature of love inspiration, and can be called Lovetaste!"

"Uncle, taste it well. Taste love. A lecherous uncle, not a romantic uncle. Harbor, do you mind if I call you a lecherous uncle? Do you prefer a lecherous uncle or a romantic uncle?"

"Immortal beauty Zhao Ji, don't you like the taste of this tuna? The taste is full of love, the texture is so wonderful. I've been searching for this kind of 'artistic love,' but I haven't found it yet. This is from 'Little Delinquent Girl,' 'Delicious Tuna' made by Little Delinquent Girl. Art, his art is full of 'love taste.'"

"I like it, I like it, I love it well."

"I've been searching for the lost taste of love in lost paradise, I've been searching."

"So you find a group of dancers, arttaste dancers. They can make you taste tuna, that meaty tuna taste, the taste of what you call love, right?"

"They weren't dancers, but at least their tuna-like performance allowed me to briefly enter the pure beauty of my dream love. My dream lover appeared in my mind—so beautiful, so captivating, so moving. Her beauty was right before my eyes, an unforgettable, exhilarating beauty. I think this is the highest realm of beauty in my life, Goddess! You can't forget that beauty, but you can never find her again! She is the beauty of my dreams."

"I don't care about the beauties in your dreams, the beauties you can't forget; I ask you, who are they?"

"They are the art, the natural taste of love. Hurry, don't bother me! I've finally found the light of Goddess in the darkness. The beauty now is part of dream love. It's wonderful, so romantic! You belong to the world of roses, you belong to the world of roses, the world of roses, the world of Goddess. That will make you even more alluring with roses. Art, the taste of roses—I've fallen in love with the taste of roses. You can't forget how Dr. Henry, like a madman, destroyed the 10,000 red roses I prepared for you. Henry was jealous of my love for you, and Henry was jealous of my selfless love for you."

"Ankou, I feel unwell, I feel sad. Why is this happening? This isn't what I expected. I expected perfect beauty, the birth of true beauty! Can you make my beauty eternal?"

"Oh, immortal beauty, your back view is the most beautiful. That's all I can do, because you've hidden your beauty with roses, and I can't see it. Nor is it me; I don't want to show all your beauty, but your back view is enough to bring light to the world!"

Do you have a penchant for touching feet and secretly peeking at other people's backs or the silhouettes of beautiful women?

"No, no, no, I don't have Ximen Qing's habit of touching feet! That's perverted, that's torture for women. Although I like embroidered shoes, I don't like those perverted little feet."

"Don't make it seem so familiar. Why do you have to make it concrete? It's just a fantasy about lovemaking."

"The moment I first met you, I knew. But meeting you was so painful. The three great beauties of the past, and even the poet, all brought me pain. Your beauty has a poet's veil, which confuses me, but you are precisely the kind of beauty that art is tasteful. I've always wondered what your sol is in the goddess series? It's so often copied and misused; I really can't tell the difference. The difference between my dream lover and your physical beauty, the beauty beneath the love mask—it's always exciting!"

Zhao Ji seemed to embody the beauty of Tingting, and in her, a part of the oriole and the willow. Zhang Sheng spoke to Zhao Ji about love and its meaning. He reminisced about their happiest times in Beijing. Zhao Ji was curious about everything in Beijing. Even so, it was still a kind of art conversation, wasn't it? If you fall in love with a beautiful woman, and discuss things Zhao Ji is interested in with an immoral beauty, that's just part of love. An artist can create any kind of oil painting for Zhao Ji. It's a somewhat serious and absurd love relationship, just as Zhang Sheng mocked Song Yu, saying he hadn't even gotten a single hair on Tang Yingying's head. Song Yu would retort that he had touched Tang Yingying's thigh, her sexy thigh, a loving gesture when Tang Yingying's thigh cramped during filming, Tang Yingying's lavish banquet with foreign wine—Zhang Sheng still couldn't forget Tang Yingying, like a saint ascending to heaven. He pulled Zhang Sheng into his arms and took a photo with his iPhone. It was Zhang Sheng's first time taking a picture with such a beautiful woman, and he was deeply moved. Unfortunately, these were all just dreams. Song Yu had never succeeded in meeting a real beauty; only "Little Women" was his true love. Because of "Little Women," he had a son. These messy stories made him laugh heartily. Actually, Zhang Sheng was the subject of Zhao Ji's best friend's thesis, "Men with Sex Addiction," and her best friend, a friend from the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. This best friend loved reading avant-garde literature and had read almost all the avant-garde works that won the Nobel Prize in Literature. The thesis title was "Men with Faith Like Ximen Qing." Why? Didn't Zhao Ji's best friend study "Women with Sex Addiction"? She had studied almost all the avant-garde literature in the world, whether Chinese, Western, or Mexican. In fact, Zhao Ji's research on "Jin Ping Mei" was no less profound than Yang Yulei's. Furthermore, having participated in the creative exchange of the script for "I Am Not Ximen Qing," she could be considered a researcher at the expert level, occasionally writing and publishing articles. Zhao Ji was very low-key. "Jin Ping Mei" is indeed an art and a field of study, much like the system of Qin Shi Huang's unification of China, which is still in effect today. From the county system to most parts of China, the customs and rules of life in "Jin Ping Mei" remain unchanged, though Zhang Sheng was unaware. He became the title and research subject of Zhao Ji and her best friend's thesis. Actually, there's nothing wrong with that. The relationship between men and women is an exchange of value. For example, Ximen Qing, as a Chinese man, has both a common and unique aspect. In the patriarchal era, Ximen Qing was a typical successful man, a wealthy man who owned a pharmacy, lent money at high interest rates, and also owned a silk shop. He was a prominent scholar-official with many wives and concubines. The phenomenon of having many wives and concubines was also common during the Republic of China era; at that time, they were called "gentry." The landlords all lived lives much like the Confucian scholars in *The Scholars*. Studying the psychology of Ximen Qing and Zhang Sheng reveals that, regardless of the type of person he was involved with, Ximen Qing's primary principle in pursuing love and affection was always giving. Money, as Ximen Qing's primary principle, played a crucial role throughout.

"So, in a man's heart, having a son is more important than love, isn't it?"

This was what the female best friend thought of after seeing Ximen Qing's doting on Li Ping'er's son.

"Even Goethe wanted to have a son with Helen; men are all such lovely children,"

However, Zhao Ji still quite liked Zhang Sheng's happiest time, Lucky Bliss. As part of the exchange, she could be Zhang Sheng's art model, but in return, Zhang Sheng would tell Immortal Beauty Boccaccio-esque love stories.