Tiredness comes faster than Lu Jian imagined. After 18 months, he held his mobile phone and it was difficult for him to find a destination he liked. In the past, traveling around the world might take a lifetime, but now, from anywhere on the earth to anywhere, it only takes one day.

A year and a half trip made Lu Jian’s body stronger. He felt that he had become a young man again. On the contrary, he became an old monk in his mind. He refused to think, but he was just ethereal. The only thing that made him worry about now was, where else could I go?

Rome? It’s enough to see one of those medieval church frescoes.

Don't go to the city where teams like London and Arsenal are located.

Stockholm? It seems that it is no different from Copenhagen.

Palau Islands? But I'm already in Tahiti.

Change the theme, extreme sports?

I have played all the safe things, and then I have to go to alpine skiing, rock climbing, and hiking through the unmanned land. Although I am pursuing excitement, these excitement are really playing with them.

According to Lu Jian's instructions, the yacht drove to a place where there was no land view, with only the sea around it, and it was endless.

Gu Wenwenyi in the swimming pool had her skin naturally turned wheat-colored. She also let herself go after leaving the office. Her body curves were healthy and elegant. Perhaps this was the curve that people should have.

Mo Xijun is like an elf wandering outside this world, still so white and lazy, she lies on the water like a duckweed.

The three people's bodies enjoyed the fruits of human material civilization for 18 months, but their spirits seemed to be inseparable from the world and drifted farther and farther away.

Lu Jian sat in front of the bar in the swimming pool and leaned back on the bar counter: "I can't think of the next destination, do you have any ideas?"

Mo Xijun floated on the water with his eyes closed: "It's time to go home?"

Lu Jian waved his hand: "It's still early, my money is enough to play for two lifetimes."

"Don't you want dogs? And Qiao Qiao, Lao Xia, candy?"

"Well..." Lu Jian turned around and picked up the phone, "Then I'll tell them to come too."

A Gu Wenwen, who was like a big plate fish, suddenly fluttered over, and she had already learned butterfly swimming.

Gu Wenwen sat next to Lu Jian with water, picked up the juice from the bar and smiled: "Do you think they are all like you? Lao Xia wants to take care of his daughter, Qiao Qiao is preparing for the marriage, and even Lu Kang is chasing Wang Miaoling."

"I've said it many times, don't mention these." Lu Jian waved his hand irritably, "Help me think about where else can I go."

Mo Xijun floated over on the water: "Brother Jian, I have always wanted to go to a place, but for some reason, you haven't made any arrangements."

"where?"

"Is it necessary to say?"

"Where? I really don't know."

"I know everything." Gu Wenwen patted Lu Jian, "Louvre, that's the base camp of art, why haven't you ever thought about it?"

"Base camp?" Lu Jian's whole body slid down a little, "It's better to say it's a cemetery. If you change the place, don't want to go there."

"Then go and see the Eiffel Tower." Mo Xijun smiled.

Gu Wenwen continued: "Notre Dame Cathedral is OK, too."

Mo Xijun simply twisted and stood in the water: "Seine."

"Palace of Versailles."

"Arc de Triomphe."

“The Champs Elysees.”

Lu Jian angrily scolded: "Have you played enough?"

Mo Xijun pulled Lu Jian's arm and said, "Hey, I just want to go to Paris."

"Don't want me to go to any humanistic place, or to see any form of art."

"Brother Jian, open the skylight and say something." Gu Wenwen grabbed his other arm, "We have been with you for so long, and it's time for you to accompany us."

"That's it." Mo Xijun nodded quickly, "Do you think I like skydiving? Do you think I like the smelly African plain? Do you think I want to supplement protein!"

"You are lying, you obviously like it."

"Hi, go to Paris, it's all good for a week."

"Three days, no more."

"Oh!"

...

Paris is not as elegant as imagined, but rather messy. This huge city has incorporated too much, like a classical music full of noise.

Lu Jian was in the hotel for two days and couldn't help it. After all, that sacred place was two kilometers away.

Lu Jian came to this palace because he was itchy, but as soon as he stepped into the first exhibition hall, his scalp began to get numb.

Mountains, rivers, polar oceans can no longer cause any waves in his heart, but this palace can be different from the flowing beauty of nature. Every detail here is an unquestionable epic for human beings.

Thank God, many tourists around me just took their mobile phones and anxiously searched for "Mona Lisa", which gave other art exhibition halls a rare tranquility, and any of them were worth gaze for an hour.

Unlike the feeling of reading the picture album, when facing these artworks, their unique texture seems to contain a mysterious gravity, which engulfs people's minds, and consciousness seems to have traveled through time and space.

He saw the indescribable look of the Pope at the coronation of Napoleon, the tricolor flag held high by the goddess of liberty, the mercy of the dying Jesus, the pride of the Sun King, and many sculptures of the gods that he could not recognize.

When he wanted to see the Broken Arm Venus, the crowd in front of him and the camera and mobile phones they held high made Lu Jian unable to get close to. This group of people seemed like a group of believers holding the holy infant, fanatical and terrifying.

The dense crowd and the raised hands made Lu Jian breathless.

A deep sense of powerlessness came again, and he instinctively retreated.

Indeed, this is a cemetery, a cemetery of classical art. When the cemetery becomes a landscape, the epitaph will disappear. The only meaning of the remaining is probably "going here".

With the mentality of "it must not be the original product anyway", Lu Jian turned around and walked out.

This behavior made him meet another group of people at the entrance of the exhibition hall, and a guy rushed over like a monkey.

"In the end, it's still a vulgar. You can only find you with such a popular exhibition hall."

"Joqiao?" Lu Jian swept over these people, okay, this itinerary is indeed a pitfall.

Xia Ge walked over happily: "Why have you become younger? You really know the magic of time?"

"It's obvious that you're old."

"hi~" Zhen Zhenke politely lowered his head, "I made a lot of money and lost..."

"What?" Lu Jian thought for a long time before he understood what she was saying, "Is the opera? Of course, I have to lose money. If you make money, I will scold you. This is for yourself. If you make money, it means you must not be happy."
Chapter completed!