The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 5: “Young Genius”

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"I was a... very clumsy painter."

Nigel sat next to Annan, lowered his head and whispered.

There were almost no people on the subway from Noah to the Principality of Winter. So they all sat in the front row of the train.

Although the name is a subway, it does run on the subway... but its seating arrangement is closer to that of a train. There are just no arranged seats, so you can just find a place to sit.

First-class seats in the subway are low sofas with two rows facing each other and can accommodate two or three people. There is also a wooden table in the middle, with a plate of fruits, a plate of dried fruits, a plate of preserved fruits, and a plate of cakes on each table. This table can even be used for reading, writing or painting.

Sitting opposite them were Jiu'er and Lin Yiyi who were very interested in the story.

As the only male among the three players, Si Anke could theoretically sit next to Lin Yiyi or sit next to Annan - after all, Annan was thin, so he could squeeze in one more person.

But after Lin Yiyi and Jiu'er had a silent fight with their eyes and finally reached a compromise (meaning no one could sit in the past), Si Ankeng, who was originally sitting next to An Nan, was ruthlessly rushed by his sister. At the table across the corridor.

I occupy two sofas and a table by myself, as well as all the snacks on them.

For Si Anke, it was quite refreshing to be able to lie on the sofa, eat melon and listen to stories.

But speaking of it, I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Si Anqi always feels that Annan is much cuter than before after turning into white hair... Anyway, Annan will not shy away from male players, and Kaifni is not wary of them. , Si An would come over and take a few puffs of Annan whenever he had nothing to do.

As Andersen said - since you can't have **** anyway, and the real gender doesn't matter, it's better to just think of Annan as a beautiful girl in your mind. Anyway, Annan does look very cute, and her voice hasn't changed yet.

Just like in every silly monk group, there will always be a lucky group member who is selected by the crowd and sacrificed to become a fake beautiful girl.

If you think about it this way, whether you are hugging Annan or sitting and chatting with Annan, isn't it just taking advantage of the young and lovely white-haired princess? !

——You are truly a talent.

Si An was always in awe of Andersen.

These days, not many people look directly at their own desires...

When I think about it carefully, I even want to call the police.

Annan is only fourteen years old, what are you going to do!

But thinking about it in retrospect, Annan's charm was indeed a little unusual. Before, she was just ordinary pretty, but after Annan turned gray, even Si Anke would look at Annan from time to time... Even Annan's voice seemed to have become better, and even his words All become more convincing.

Is this some kind of extraordinary ability related to charisma?

While Si An was thinking about it.

Nigel, who was sitting with Annan, was still narrating his story in a low voice.

"Really... a very clumsy painter.

"My parents are not painters, and they are not even related to the art industry... My father is a viscount's financial controller, and my mother is a poor ritualist. They hope that I can become a transcendent person in the future, preferably You can enter the Black Tower of the Zeland to learn transformation spells."

Nigel looked at the table and said softly: "Because of their work, they have been able to come into contact with the transformation products and know how much money they can make. They feel that this is a way that is not busy, safe, and will not be easily eliminated. A career where you can make a lot of money... and you can also master extraordinary powers.

"So when I determined to become a painter, I encountered unprecedented obstacles. Not only did they not give me a penny since I was fourteen... they even kicked me out of my home. Naturally, There is no food fee. You can only go back after admitting your mistake.

"At that time, my father was still a well-known person in our town, so no one was willing to hire me as a hard worker. He also said hello to several uncles and uncles he knew, and I couldn't find a job at all...and I don’t know anything, so it’s hard to support myself. Painting also requires money to buy paint and canvas.”

The middle-aged painter sighed and took a deep breath: "I was still young at the time, didn't understand anything, and had never suffered much before. After I was hungry, I became angry, thinking that no matter what, I will never look back—even if I starve to death, I will never go back to apologize."

...Thankfully you didn't go, otherwise there would be no whole body left now.

Annan was silent for a moment.

The wizards in the Black Tower of the Marsh are almost extinct - this matter has not yet been made public. This would damage Noah's official credibility and also affect Black Tower's enrollment, so it was tacitly concealed by both parties.

"What did you do next?"

Jiu'er asked curiously: "Did you discover your talent for painting and sell a few of your previous paintings?"

"It would be great if it could be like this."

Nigel smiled bitterly.

In the depths of his blue pupils, there was pain that had subsided long ago. The pure bitterness brewed from old wine gave him a strange charm even though his face was stubbled and extremely decadent.

He said sincerely: "Really, it would be great if I had talent.

"At that time, I put my only chance of survival on Zhiji. I painted like crazy, fourteen hours a day. First I painted vases and fruits, and I painted non-stop. Hundreds of paintings, painted with my greatest enthusiasm and effort... and then sold all the paintings to Zhi Ji in exchange for living expenses, paint and canvas, and rent.

"In the end, I was so tired of painting that I couldn't get much money for the painting. So I looked out the window of the rented room and painted the scenery outside the window.

“Because I have to rent the cheapest house, I often move every few months to avoid getting sick from the cold in winter or getting rashes in summer. After all, I don’t have money to hire Yin Jue. The priests treated me, so I could never get sick.

"But thanks to the fact that I can move at any time, the scenery outside the window often changes, so there is no shortage of things to draw. The same scenery is different in spring and autumn... I rented a house before I returned After staying in the room, I can always discover the beauty that I have never noticed before.

"At that time, I was able to survive and continue on this road only because of the support of Zhiji. My talent was too low... I worked hard for seven years before I finally sold my first painting. Painting.

"I was only twenty-one years old at the time, and I became a famous genius painter... But they didn't know that before I became the 'genius' they called me, I worked on more than two thousand scraps.

"At that time, because of my own vanity, I coveted the name of 'genius' that did not belong to me. I always felt that this was an honor and an affirmation of the future I chose... In order to become a genius in the eyes of others, I painted harder and tried my best to paint. But among the paintings I painted, at most one or two out of a hundred could be seen by myself and could be sold without being lost. The painting that made him a 'genius'. ~IndoMTL.com~ Nigel replied slowly: "But at that time, I didn't understand anything at all.

“When I first started, I knew little about Paper Princess... I thought that the coins I got were all trading items that Paper Princess used her magical power to conjure up out of thin air. I was very dissatisfied with this current situation of extremely low quality rate. Satisfied, I have no desire to change it; I even feel proud that I can always exchange my paintings for a higher price to Zhiji - I think I am a person recognized by Zhiji, and one who can persevere and maintain enthusiasm. Of...another kind of genius.

"...until I learned from my mother that the money Zhiji gave to us painters was not something she conjured out of thin air...but what she would earn after painting and selling her paintings. All the money was given to us.

"Until then, I didn't know how much trouble my inferior talents had caused to Paper Princess."

He groaned in pain.

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