Chapter 5 "Young Genius"

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

Nigel sat beside 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 subway, and it is indeed running in the subway...but it is closer to the model of the train in terms of seating arrangement. It's just that there are no seats arranged, you can just find a place to sit.

The first-class seat in the subway is the kind of low sofa with two rows facing each other that can seat two or three people. There is also a wooden table in the middle, and each table has a plate of fruit, a plate of dried fruit, a plate of preserved fruit, and a plate of cakes. This table can even be used for reading, writing or painting.

Sitting across from 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 beside Lin Yiyi or Annan - after all, Annan was so thin that he could squeeze another person.

But after Lin Yiyi and Jiu'er had a silent competition with their eyes, and finally achieved a compromise (meaning that no one should sit there), Si An Mo, who was sitting next to Annan, was ruthlessly rushed to the corridor by his sister. next to the table.

Occupy two sofas and a table by myself, and all the snacks on it.

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

But speaking of it, I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Si Anke always feels that Annan is a lot cuter than before after turning into white hair... Anyway, Annan will not shy away from male players, and Kaphne has nothing to be wary of them. If there is nothing to do, he will come over and take two sips of Annan.

As Andersen said - since she can't get fucked 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 looks really cute, and he hasn't started to change his voice yet.

Just like in every group of silly monks, there will always be a lucky group of friends selected by the masses and sacrificed to become a fake beautiful girl.

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

- You are really talented.

Si Anke was in awe of Andersen.

These days, there are not many people who look directly at their desires like this...

Think about it carefully, and even want to call the police.

Annan is only fourteen years old, what are you doing!

But looking back, the charm of Annan is indeed a bit unusual. Before, he was only ordinary and handsome, but after Annan turned white hair, even Si Annan looked at Annan from time to time... Even Annan's voice seemed to be better, even his words become more convincing.

Is this some kind of charisma-related supernatural ability?

When the four were thinking about it in the dark.

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

"Really... a very clumsy painter.

"Neither of my parents were painters or even involved in the art industry... My father was a viscount's treasurer and my mother was a crappy ceremonialist. They wanted me to be a superhero in the future, preferably in The Black Tower of Zedi learns transformation spells."

Nigel looked at the table and said softly: "Because of their work, they have been able to get access to the conversion products and know how much money they can make. They feel that this is a way to make a lot of money without being busy, safe, and not easily eliminated. The profession...and the ability to master extraordinary powers.

"So when I was determined to become a painter, I encountered unprecedented obstacles. Not only was I not paid a penny since I was fourteen... I was even kicked out of the house, and naturally I had no food. Fee, you can go back only after admitting your mistake.

"My father was still a famous person in our town at that time, so no one was willing to hire me to do hard labor. He also greeted several uncles and uncles he knew, and I couldn't find a job at all... and what am I? No, it’s hard to support yourself, and you need money to buy paint and canvas for painting.”

The middle-aged painter sighed and took a deep breath: "I was young at the time, I didn't know anything, and I didn't suffer much before. After I was hungry, I became ruthless, thinking that no matter what Go back - even if you starve to death, you will never go back and apologize."

...Fortunately you didn't go, otherwise you would be dead now.

Annan was silent for a moment.

The wizards of the Black Tower of Zedi are almost dead - this has not been made public yet. This will lead to Noah's official credibility, and it will also affect the admissions of the Black Tower, so it was tacitly concealed by both parties.

"What did you do then?"

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

"If only it could be like this."

Nigel smiled wryly.

Deep in his blue pupils was the pain that had long since subsided. The honest bitterness that turned into old wine gave him a stubborn, extremely decadent look, but he also had a strange charm.

He said sincerely: "Really, if only I had talent.

"At that time, I put my only way of survival on Zhi Ji. I painted like crazy, and I painted for fourteen hours a day. First, I painted vases and fruits, and I continued to draw hundreds of pictures. , use my greatest enthusiasm and energy to paint... and then sell all the paintings to Zhi Ji in exchange for living expenses, paints and canvas fronts, and rent.

"At the end, I was already disgusting to paint, and I couldn't get much money for painting. So I looked out of the window of the rented room and went to paint the scenery outside the window.

"Because I want to rent the cheapest house, I often move house every few months, so as not to get cold in winter or get a rash in summer. I heal, so I absolutely cannot get sick.

"But thanks to the fact that I can move at any time, the scenery outside the window also changes from time to time, and there is no shortage of things to draw. The same scenery is different in spring and autumn... Before I return to the room I used to rent Later, I can always find beauty that I hadn't discovered before.

"At that time, I was able to survive and continue on this road, all relying on Zhi Ji's support. My talent was too low... I worked hard to paint for seven years before I finally sold my first painting.

"I was only twenty-one years old at the time, and I became a well-known genius painter...but they wouldn't know that I worked hard on more than 2,000 scrapped manuscripts before I became what they call a 'genius'.

"At that time, because of my own vanity, I coveted the name of a 'genius' that did not belong to me. I always felt that it was an honor and an affirmation of the future I chose... In order to become a genius in the eyes of others, I worked even harder. I painted with all my strength and tried my best to paint. But among the 100 paintings I have painted, only one or two of them can be seen by myself, so I can sell them without losing myself.' A painting in the name of a genius.”

Nigel replied slowly: "But at the time, I didn't understand anything at all.

"When I first started, I didn't know much about Zhi Ji... I thought that the coins I got were all transactions that Zhi Ji used his divine power to concoct out of thin air. I am very satisfied with the current situation where the rate of high-quality products is extremely low. I have no desire to change it in the slightest; I am even proud of myself for always being able to exchange a higher price for Zhiji with my paintings - I consider myself a person recognized by Zhiji and able to persevere and maintain enthusiasm... Another kind of genius.

"...until I learned from my mother that the money Zhiji handed over to us painters was not something she conjured out of thin air...but that she painted and sold her own paintings, and then she made all the money she earned. assigned to us.

"Until then, I didn't know-how much trouble my poor talent caused Zhi Ji."

He groaned in pain.

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