Chapter 1940 Tempering the State of Mind

After all, this mission requires selling a thousand paintings, and I don’t know when the paintings will be completed.

"Please wait a moment, the portrait will be ready soon."

Thinking of this, Qi Le immediately calmed down and turned his attention to the rice paper in front of him.

Painting, especially ink painting.

The emphasis is on an artistic conception that combines reality and reality.

Combining realism and freehand brushwork embodies a sense of hierarchy, so as to achieve a far-reaching and lifelike artistic conception.

However, theory is theory and reality is reality.

Even if Qi Le understands the theory clearly, when it comes to practical operation, he will definitely be blind.

Because artistic conception is something that can only be understood and cannot be expressed in words.

If you don't have the state of mind and don't understand enough, and you want to draw the artistic conception, it's just a dream.

However, leave aside the artistic conception.

Judging from Qi Le's control over his own power, there is no problem in simply drawing according to the pattern.

It's just that the painting effect looks a bit rigid.

There is no charm at all.

"Okay, see if you're satisfied with it."

Qi Le finished the painting quickly, then put down the brush and said to Qingpi.

"Hey, I didn't expect that I look so powerful. Yes, that matchmaker should have nothing to say now."

Qingpi looked at the portrait on the rice paper, touched the beard on his chin, and nodded with great satisfaction.

There is no way, the level of appreciation of street gangsters is only that.

Although Qi Le cannot paint the artistic conception of ink painting.

But in fact, even if it is drawn, the green skin in front of you cannot actually be seen.

"As long as you are satisfied, a painting costs ten cents."

Qi Le looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, then summed up the information given in this trial before speaking.

Ten cents for a painting is actually just a production fee.

After all, good pens, inks, paper and inkstones are not cheap.

Although what Qi Le is using now is not high-end pen, ink, paper and inkstone...

But ten cents is not a big price.

Because in this role play, all the consumables for painting need to be purchased by Qi Le himself.

Therefore, it is impossible for Qile to not charge fees.

Otherwise, Qi Le might go begging when the rice paper in front of him is used up.

"Okay, since you have painted me so powerful, I will take care of your business this time."

Qingpi picked up the portrait and shook it. After seeing that it was dry, he rolled it up.

Then he took out ten cents from his pocket and threw it on the table.

"The first business, completed."

Qi Le was silently counting the numbers for himself in his heart.

Trial mission completion rate, one thousandth.

"Thinking about it, this trial mission doesn't seem to be difficult. Although it is more time-consuming, it is much better than the previous trial missions."

Looking at Qingpi's leaving figure, Qi Le thought in his heart.

What's more, wasting time is nothing to Qi Le.

Patience is Qi Le's strength.

"Then go ahead."

After gaining confidence, Qi Le became more motivated.

If you complete the trial tasks earlier, you can start the New Year's Eve special events earlier, and you can have the New Year's Eve dinner earlier.

However, it turns out that Qi Le still thought of the problem too simply.

Selling a thousand paintings means there will be a thousand buyers.

And among these thousand buyers, it is impossible for all of them to be people like Qingpi who have no appreciation level.

So as his painting selling career continued, Qi Le gradually began to realize that his current painting skills were increasingly unable to meet the needs of those buyers.

The painting skills are not enough and the artistic conception is not obvious.

The painting is dull and has no charm.

More and more problems emerged one after another, making Qi Le a little anxious.

Only then did Qi Le realize that it was his own state of mind that was in confusion.

Paintings of pen and ink are the best way to relax one's temper, and they are also very good at tempering one's mood.

If the mind is not calm, the pen will not be calm.

If the state of mind is unstable, the artistic conception will not come out.

"On the surface, it seems to be a simple matter of selling paintings, but who knows that on the inside, I am using these pen and ink paintings to temper my mood."

After Qi Le realized this, his heart immediately calmed down.

All kinds of insights also came one after another.

To improve your strength and advance to a higher level of cultivation, the most important thing is your state of mind, which you must keep up with.

Regarding this matter, even if you don't talk about the problem of inner demons, even if you are practicing daily, if your state of mind cannot keep up with your cultivation level, something big will happen.

In less serious cases, it's just a backlash of strength and serious injuries.

If the situation is more serious and he goes crazy, he has lost his mind.

Once a person goes crazy, let alone the question of whether he can be saved or whether he can survive.

Even if he is saved, the strength he has worked hard to cultivate for most of his life will probably be wasted.

Therefore, Qi Le did not dare to neglect the issue of his mood.

But to be honest, after experiencing the joy of painting, Qi Le suddenly discovered that a thousand paintings had been completed without even realizing it.

That's an amazing feeling.

Understanding the artistic conception in each painting, it is as if you are the creator.

The world inside the painting is presented under the brush, and the condensation of artistic conception changes with the change of state of mind.

Until that prompt sounded without joy or sorrow.

“One thousand paintings have been sold, and the painting seller’s experience is complete.”

"Have you finished it yet? Time flies so fast."

When Qi Le heard this prompt, he really felt like he was in another world.

Fortunately, the task was completed, so Qi Le was just confused for a while and then woke up.

"Now that it's done, send me out."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Le saw the scene in front of him begin to blur.

Soon, the simple runway appeared in front of Qi Le again, without any change.

The only difference is that Qi Le's position is one step forward.

"This... doesn't it appear directly at the finish line? Why am I still on the track?"

Seeing this scene, Qi Le suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and then looked from his feet to the finish line.

The distance is not too far.

But if you measure it simply by the number of steps, it's definitely not close.

"No way...if I guess correctly, then this time, I really plan to kill me."

Qi Le couldn't help but swallow, and then tentatively took a step forward.

Sure enough, in the next second, Qi Le's consciousness began to blur, and everything in front of him began to spin.