Computers in Ancient Times: Playing Star Railway Live

"The so-called photo is the picture on the wall? It really looks like the real thing. It is exactly the same as the real thing."

"That's right. Even the best painters can't paint to this extent."

"Even the painting saint can't do it! I've seen those painters' paintings. They are messy and don't look like the real thing at all. They are exactly the same as the real thing!"

"You know nothing! That's called aura, a kind of artistic conception, a spiritual realm, which can't be compared with something that is exactly the same as the real thing!"

"That's right. If I want to see something that is exactly the same as the real thing, why don't I look at the real thing?"

"Then, if you want to see your young appearance when you are old?"

"Ah this..."

"Admit it, no painting can compare to this photo. Xiao Sanyue can ride on the chariot of the gods. How can the things in her room be bad?"

"That's right. Maybe the gods like that photo too."

As these people discussed, their mentality almost all leaned towards the photo.

After all, compared to paintings, photos that can perfectly record reality are indeed a dimensionality reduction attack.

As for saying that paintings are art... but how many people in this world can understand art?

Hearing these people's discussions, Wu Daozi couldn't help but sigh: "Alas, this painting is a way, I'm afraid it will be difficult in the future."

"Master, why do you say that?" Lu Lingjia looked puzzled.

"With this photo, how many people are willing to learn painting?"

"But Master, painting is art!"

"Then photos can't be art?" Wu Daozi has been painting for many years and has a lot of experience in the composition of a painting.

He can see at a glance that those photos look exactly the same as reality, but they are more impactful.

Some photos fill the main body with March Seven, Stars and others, leaving only a little bit of the surrounding environment, expanding the visual senses.

Some photos unexpectedly changed the angle, looking down from above, or from an inclined plane, forming a sharp contrast with photos at normal angles.

Some photos also captured the moment of light change, making the contrast between light and dark strong and creating an excellent sense of layering.

In addition to what can be seen, there are some techniques that Wu Daozi can't understand at all... After all, he has never been exposed to photography.

But just these things have already made him very interested in photography.

Some composition techniques that can be used for photography continue to emerge in his mind.

Even he, who is called the painting saint, has this idea, let alone others.

"This..." Lu Lingjia didn't know what to say to comfort the master who looked a little lost, so he had to change the subject: "Master, how did you say these photos appeared? I also saw the photos of them fighting the Doomsday Beast, but at that time, it was clear that no one else drew this photo for them."

Lu Lingjia had no idea where the photos came from, and could only guess based on experience, maybe they were also painted?

"How do I know?" Wu Daozi also shook his head.

At this time, he was no longer worried about the possible decline of painting in the future.

With the development of the times, art is supposed to develop with it.

For example, the Yuefu poems that were popular in the Han Dynasty, such as the lyrics of the suburban temple songs and the lyrics of the drum songs, etc., who would create them now? To sing?

Things that cannot keep up with the times will eventually be left behind by the times.

"Xing quickly ignored those photos. Her biggest advantage is that she will not waste time thinking about things that she does not understand."

"Maybe it was because she suddenly had a camera on her head at that time?"

"After walking around for a while, Xing returned to the train hall and found that it had not yet jumped, so she asked curiously: "Pam, didn't you say it would jump soon?"

"This..." Pam scratched her head awkwardly: "Sorry, Pam, I don't know what happened. The train cannot jump for the time being. Ji Zi and I are inspecting it. You can walk around on the train or return to the space station for a walk. "

"Oh, why did this car break down before it even started? Isn't this the car of the gods?"

This made Li Bai anxious.

He couldn't wait to see where Xing and his friends would go, what kind of scenery they would see, and what kind of enemies they would encounter.

And you told him that the car broke down?

"I've already bought the wine, and I'm just waiting to drink and write poetry later."

I hope his decision to write poetry will not make future students cry for their parents.

In fact, Su Hua was broadcasting live, and an audience came to the live broadcast room.

The audience watched for a while and found that Su Hua was still planning to continue the main line, so he sent a barrage: "The anchor is not going to do a side line? To the eternal god of the dim star!"

Su Hua saw that this was unacceptable, the audienceIf the public has needs, then they must be met!

He still remembered that the system said that one of the reward ratings is to see how satisfied the audience is with the live broadcast room.

"Don't worry, family, I'll go and do that task right away."

So he teleported back to the Black Tower Space Station.

The system was also amazing, and it made up a reason for the train to break down on the spot.

"Xing thought that there would be many opportunities to visit the train in the future, but there would be fewer opportunities to go to the Black Tower Space Station, so he decided to go back to the Black Tower Space Station to play."

"As soon as I landed, I received a text message on my phone."

"Rocky: Lily, are you okay? Why don't you reply to my message?"

"Ah? "Xing was full of questions. Who is this person? I've never seen him before."

"Xing: Who is Lily?"

"Rocky: I'm sorry - but no matter who you are, if you see Lily, please tell her that Locky will be waiting for you at the Black Tower Space Station. Please, thank you!"

"Xing: So who is Lily?"

"After a while, I didn't receive a reply from the other party."

"Xing felt strange, so he asked about Locky's whereabouts in the space station and walked all the way."

"As soon as I arrived nearby, I saw a white-haired old man muttering non-stop."

""Smelly boy, you're messing with those broken stones again. I really don't know where to put your future!"

"If you keep going like this, you can't blame other departments for looking down on our Earth Science Department. It's so decadent! How can we achieve anything!"

""Alas, love between men and women, romance, is simply an obstacle on the road to scientific research and knowledge! ”

Lu Yu, who was called the Tea Saint by later generations and never married, nodded in agreement.

“Although I don’t know what scientific research is, love between men and women and romance are indeed obstacles! If I have that time, I might as well make two more pots of tea.”

I want to be a Tea Saint, and women are a hindrance.jpg.

“Xing asked a question with an innocent face that seemed to be looking for trouble: “Why do other departments look down on the Department of Geology?”

“Hey, you kid, are you new here? You actually asked me Bernard this kind of question?” Bernard glared at him: “I don’t know if you are deliberately looking for trouble, or you are too stupid and naive!”

“The atmosphere is about to become tense.”