The Righteous Player(s)

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Nigel took a deep breath and his expression was extremely complicated: "I am not the'genius young painter' they preach. But a despicable, living by selling his dreams and enthusiasm... hypocritically. Humanity.

"Since then, I have made up my mind to never rely on Zhiji to sell and dispose of my scrapped manuscripts. Just as I made up my mind back then to no longer rely on the financial support of my parents to live. This made me a prosperous life, and it immediately became Quite difficult. When I was really earning my living expenses, I finally realized...If I only rely on my own abilities, I would never grow to this level.

"Even if my family is willing to provide me with money for food and accommodation, even after I have settled down, I can practice as hard as I did when living outside... But just buying canvas and paint is the money necessary for practice. , It is already a large sum.

"When I couldn't paint anymore, I was forced to start selling scraps. At that time, people said that my talents were exhausted, and some masters publicly criticized my painting attitude for being too perfunctory.

"Countless people are cursing me, and people who have bought my paintings have also written to me expressing disappointment. However, only I know that these scraps are my true level; when I came back, I drew carefully, Even a masterpiece that I can touch is directly regarded as a perfunctory work by them.

"But every one of my paintings is painted with all my strength...I really didn't...no perfunctory..."

After he said, he sighed deeply: "It's just that I am too incompetent..."

This is not a story worth listening to.

Covered with tears and dust.

Just remembering it made him tired.

"and then?"

After a short silence, Annan asked softly and intimately: "How did you break free from it and become a well-known painter?"

"It's a long story," Nigel said slowly, "I found an old book when I was the most downhearted. It recorded the ritual of how to summon the skeleton..."

Hearing these words, Annan and Lin Yiyi raised their heads and looked at each other.

They are all clearly aware of something.

Jiu'er immediately interrupted at this moment: "Then what? Did you use the above ceremony?"

"No, because my mother warned me that the above ceremony was fake."

Nigel shook his head: "When I was scolded by everyone, I finally returned home in embarrassment. But it was beyond my expectation... My parents did not laugh at me, nor did they force me to become a wizard.

"I also hesitated for a long time, and finally gave up this opportunity, chose to believe in my mother, and admitted my lack of talent. So I found a job as an accountant and went out to work.

"I don't want to take Zhiji's hard work for granted-she is my **** and an idol that I worship. But I also don't want to live on my parents...because I ran away from home back then, I didn't have the face and fled in embarrassment. After returning home, I can continue to paint like a okay person at home."

He took a deep breath and said solemnly: "I finally...choose Yaon."

"Javon?"

"Yes. Since my mother said that these false gods' rituals may hide scams, then I am like a righteous **** seeking help. I will draw my most problematic paintings and my most satisfactory paintings in those two years, together with me His painting habits and many doubts were written into letters and sacrificed to Yaon through rituals.

"I didn't intend to get a response... but in the end I didn't expect that Yaweng actually wrote me a reply."

The middle-aged painter sighed: "I suspect that I really am a person pityed by gods.

"Although the letter was full of contemptuous insults and criticisms, every part of it was an extremely precise comment. He circled out every problematic part of my painting with a mean evaluation. . But to be honest, every part of his evaluation is straight to the point. In addition, there is also the painting I am most dissatisfied with, repainted by Yaon himself... To be honest, it is the most beautiful painting I have ever seen in my life.

"I read this letter once, and I cried once. Every time I read it, I wonder if I have the talent to paint and whether I want to go down this road... But when I gritted my teeth and followed Yaon's criticism to practice , But it really has made great progress.

"I endured the humiliation, read Yaon’s comments and practiced repeatedly. I even recite every sentence of that letter at the end. It took me eight years to completely digest Yaon’s criticism... and At that time, I was thirty years old and took over my father's job.

"I'm still painting as an amateur, but no one knows... The treasurer of the Viscount is the famous'Nigel' ten years ago. People have even forgotten my existence-some people suspect that I have committed suicide, so The last few inferior works that I sold were actually used as "paintings that made a genius painter suicide", and they have been ridiculously appreciated. The appreciation has been many times more expensive than my proud works.

"I tried my best and took a year to paint a painting that I am most satisfied with. I dedicated it to Yaon again, but he quickly drew a better painting of clothes for me, even with new criticism. But. My beliefs can no longer be destroyed by him-I just want to become a famous painter. To become famous again when everyone forgets me, to become a rich man by painting, and I will buy what Zhiji bought for my dream. All orders are settled...

"So I followed Yaon’s advice and practiced for four years again. I asked Yaon for approval again, and then I was scolded again. This was repeated twice again, in the year I was forty-two... Yaon finally reply me.

"——He said, ‘It’s a little more presentable, let’s see if I can sell the painting’.

"I have tears in my eyes."

With deep feelings, Nigel Elliott said in a low voice and whispered, "So I made my debut again after leaving the painting world for twenty years.

"My goal this time is very simple. I want to become the painter who makes the most money, and return the funding that Zhi Ji once gave me to him with the profit. Then I want to imitate Zhi Ji to travel the world and use my painting records. Everything I have seen... Finally, I will give up all my wealth and go to Denison to serve art for life.

"Now, I have completed my first goal. After seeing Zhi Ji, I gave my royal capital's house, all my deposits and cash to Zhi Ji, as a gratitude... After all, I am already There is no shortage of money. Because I can at least make a living by drawing a picture at random.

"Next, I'm going to travel the world. The first stop is the Cold Wind Fortress in the province of San Felix. I want to see what the rumored cold wind is that can directly cut flesh and blood; I want to see , Is the cold wind fortress really splashing water into ice?

"I also want to see what the Frost Beast is like. I want to see if the world I see will be different after I have been drained of all the positive feelings."

Annan felt that Nigel's eyes were shining.

That is the brilliance similar to the light in my own eyes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Now he can be called a true painter.

"...The Principality of Winter is very dangerous."

Annan warned in a low voice.

Nigel smiled: "I will not die. My life is still precious. When I am about to die of old age, I will sponsor a few poor students who love painting and pass on my lifelong learning to they--

"—— Pass on the kindness that Zhi Ji gave me in the past years, and the hope and dream that she gave me."

The look he looked at Annan... In the eyes that saw Zhiji through Annan, there was no trace of the love between men and women.

It's a glowing longing.

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