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

Brother Leo: "Ah? Do you still need to ask this? Isn't there any record of his appearance in your later generations' classics?"

Meng Xinzhi: "I really haven't noticed this. Future generations of us are fascinated by his talent."

Brother Leo: "What talent does he have? If you, future generations, don't say he is ugly, how can you say that he is good at defending the city?"

Meng Xinzhi: "Michelangelo also fought in a war?"

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

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Meng Xinzhi: "Brother Leo, it's because he often criticizes you, so you think he doesn't respect your seniors, right?"

Brother Leo: "Then you really underestimate him. It's not a big deal for him to criticize his seniors. When he gets anxious, he even dares to criticize the Pope."

Meng Xinzhi: "Then I have to add a label that he is not afraid of power."

Brother Leo: "You can pull him down. He ran away after quarreling with the Pope, and a few years later he knelt down and begged for mercy very spinelessly. Unlike me, I have long been far away from these shabby things, and I am free and easy."

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Meng Xinzhi: "Then why do you ask later generations whether Michelangelo was good at defending cities?"

Brother Leo: "Forget it if you don't say this in future generations. A young guy like him who can only draw some paintings and do some sculptures, that's pretty much it."

Meng Xinzhi: "Brother Leo obviously means something."

Brother Leo: "It's okay to tell you. I've been dead for ten years, and I still hear Florentines running to my France and crying at my grave."

Meng Xinzhi: "Why are you crying?"

Brother Leo: "In 1504, I was too lazy to engage in a century war with him, and put most of my thoughts on a series of fortifications. I guess he saw it while I was painting murals. 25 years later, that sloppy guy used

The fortifications I designed protected Florence for nine months."

Meng Xinzhi: "Isn't that great? Florence can be considered one of your hometowns."

Brother Leo: "What's so good? He was able to last for nine months because of my strong fortifications. However, I was able to hold on like this in a battle that was bound to be lost, and the innocent people of Florence died. I regret it very much, if I

Without those fortifications, so many people in the Republic of Florence would not have died from famine and plague."

Meng Xinzhi: "Brother Leo, why are you as anti-war as Einstein?"

Brother Leo: "Einstein? Who?"

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

Brother Leo: "Sister Heart, how come your thoughts are more out-of-the-box than mine?"

Meng Xinzhi: "I don't dare to compete with Brother Leo. In terms of escape, how many people in this world can write mirror text directly 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 whether I have accomplished something..."

Meng Xinzhi: "Brother Leo, this sentence is particularly impressive to me. Why do you keep repeating this sentence in your diary?"

Brother Leo: "Because I have accomplished nothing."

Meng Xinzhi: "How is it possible? In my opinion, you are one of the greatest artists in the history of Western art."

Brother Leo: "You hurt me. I am obviously a scientist. Look, I have accomplished nothing."

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?"

"Why do you mean I secretly draw a particularly ugly sketch? The David he carved is already ugly, okay! Can it be one ten millionth of the beauty of my teacher?"

"Brother Leo actually thinks Michelangelo's David is ugly? You also said that the person you hate the most is not him..." Halfway through, Meng Xinzhi suddenly realized, "It's indeed ugly, it's indeed ugly, Verrocchi

The model for the Austrian Bronze Statue of David is brother Leo, the most handsome man in Florence!"

Da Vinci was satisfied with Meng Xinzhi's reaction. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Sister Xinzhi, I want to ask you a favor."

"whats the matter?"

Meng Xinzhi was a little surprised, not only because it was the first time he received a request from the ancients in his dream, but also because Leonardo da Vinci had such an agile expression.

"When you do research and write papers in the future, whenever you write about me and that guy Michelangelo, you must focus on the difference in appearance between the two of us, do you understand?"

"Ah? This point seems unlikely to be included in a paper, and no one has done such research."

"Isn't it necessary to write a review of previous papers and then come up with your own innovation? You don't even know how disgusting I was at that time!"

"At that time?" Mengxin was puzzled: "When?"

"It was when I was locked up together and painted murals in a hall with 500 people."

"Then it will still be 1504."

"Yes, 1504, that guy must have been 29 years old at the time. I think he looks older than me, who is 52 years old."

Meng Xinzhi smiled: "Is it so exaggerated?"

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

"Why are we here again at Soderini? Is the consul the scapegoat?"

"Uh... what is a scapegoat?" Leonardo da Vinci asked.

"Brother Leo, this is not important. Why did you suddenly pull the consul out to parade in the streets again?"

"Because in 1504, in addition to the 29-year-old slovenly man, the 21-year-old Raphael had also finished painting "The Marriage of the Virgin" and came to Florence. Little Raphael was quite well-behaved!"

"Oh my God, if Raphael was involved in the [War] in 1504, it would have been the real war of the century, bringing together the three masters of the Renaissance."

"Really? Doesn't it make you excited just thinking about it?"

"Yes...Brother Leo...why do you use the word [good] to describe Raphael? What words do you usually like to use to describe men?"

Meng Xinzhi An asked a question that concerned her most.

If Leonardo da Vinci is willing to answer directly, then his orientation will no longer be a mystery.

"I like……"

Dong dong dong...

Someone knocks on the door...
Chapter completed!