Personal Doctor King

0"What Teacher Yu and that student have just told you, you might as well learn from them. Teacher Yu is right, a good painting is not something you can see, but rather something you need to have an unrestrained imagination to make it more vivid."    0

    

After this teacher finished speaking, he retreated, and Dongyang's side came out to give their comments.    

    

The East Ocean Instructor with the moustache compared the two paintings and sighed, "What we are challenging is a Chinese style painting. The Chinese style painting emphasizes on the charm of the brush and ink. Ink law requires black to be divided into seven colors, thick, light, broken, splashed, stained, scorched, and laid down. "    

    

"In terms of painting style and artistic conception, we are far inferior to all of you. In this round, we admit defeat."    

    

"Alright, good job, Senior Yang Xiaoying."    

    

"Goddess! Goddess!"    

    

The nervous students immediately cheered, and at this moment, Yang Xiaoying's position in their hearts rose to another level.    

    

Especially since Senior Goddess had defeated a commoner from the East Ocean Continent. That kind of feeling was not something that could be expressed with words.    

    

There was one good thing about them, and that was that they had the audacity to admit their defeat. Ping Tian Lang bowed deeply towards Yang Xiaoying, and said in his harsh Oriental language: "I have lost this round, but I will not admit defeat like this. If there is a chance in the future, I will come to China to spar with you."    

    

He walked up to Matsumoto and gave him a deep bow. "Mr. Matsumoto, I'm sorry to disappoint you," he said.    

    

Songdao Ming patted his shoulder and said, "Yichang, we are here to exchange pointers. We have too many cultures and all of them originated from Huaxia. However, it is already pretty good that you are able to reach this stage. You have to put in a lot of effort. "    

    

"Hey, I won't let you down." Ichiro Hirai bowed deeply and left.    

    

"Next up, both sides will demonstrate the tea ceremony for everyone. For Dongyang, the tea ceremony will be held at the Dongyang Jiuzhou Tea House. Miss Zhenxi will demonstrate the most outstanding tea ceremony in all of Asia."    

    

"I wonder who you will be sending out?" Songdao Ming glanced at Lee Hua.    

    

Lee Hua glanced at Yu Jingzhe unwillingly. Yu Jingzhe said that he would invite a friend to appear, but until now, Yu Jingzhe's friend hadn't appeared.    

    

"The people on our side are a bit crowded. How about this, let's have a contest." Yu Jingzhe rolled up his sleeves.    

    

"Hur hur, you must be afraid of the stage." Matsumoto laughed.    

    

"Your things were spread out from our Huaxia. Do you think we'll be afraid?" Yu Jingzhe smiled.    

    

"Then why hasn't anyone appeared on the stage yet? This is a competition, not child's play. " Matsumoto held on to this question.    

    

"I just made some preparations. I've made you wait for a long time."    

    

Following the sound of a voice, a woman dressed in a red qipao slowly walked in. This woman's qipao was extremely fitting, perfectly outlining the curves of her body. It made her feel like a fairy that had descended to the mortal world.    

    

All of the men present widened their eyes. They looked at this breathtakingly beautiful woman in shock. For a moment, they felt as if they were in a dream.    

    

They even suspected that they were in a dream, because in reality, they had never seen a woman as beautiful as this one.    

    

Tea Immortal Feng Mingxue.    

    

Feng Mingxue, who was known as the fairy, always appeared in a way that was surprising.    

    

"I'm sorry, but in order to show my seriousness, I have been preparing for a long time. Now, we can begin." Feng Mingxue felt slightly blessed, and she looked extremely graceful. You are. The Tea Immortal Feng Mingxue? " Lee Hua said in shock.    

    

"The word 'immortal' doesn't deserve to be called that. I'm just a common woman in the mortal world." Feng Mingxue smiled and walked to the table.    

    

"Oh my god, it's Feng Mingxue. Did you see that?" "This is Feng Mingxue from the Jiangnan River Tea House, which has spread across the country."    

    

"She's so beautiful, she's really so beautiful. If I were a man, it would be great. I can't help but want to chase after her."    

    

Without a doubt, Feng Mingxue's appearance caused another sensation. Everyone present, whether they were men or women, was subdued by Feng Mingxue, who wore a red qipao.    

    

Zuo Chuan Zhenxi was also wearing a pink kimono. Although it looked exotic, it was true that no matter if it was in terms of appearance or temperament, he was far inferior to Feng Mingxue.    

    

Yu Jingzhe felt that if a person's aura was able to suppress the opponent's aura during the competition, then there would be no suspense in this competition.    

    

Moreover, the name "Tea Immortal Feng Mingxue" wasn't obtained from nowhere. Although this woman also seemed to have some skills, she was on a completely different level compared to Feng Mingxue.    

    

"We provide various types of water for both parties to choose from. This is the mountain spring water from the morning, this is the Hundred Years Mountain, and this is ordinary running water." Lee Hua walked up and introduced the two to the water in front of them.    

    

"There are also different kinds of tea. You two should choose your own tea leaves. However, the tea leaves you choose should be the same. Because of different tea leaves, the taste might be different. This way, the judges might not be able to judge."    

    

"I choose the mountain spring, West Lake's Longjing."    

    

Zhuan Zhenxi's voice was very soft and her Mandarin was also very good. If you didn't listen carefully, you would feel that her Mandarin was very standard, to the point where you couldn't tell what the difference was between her and a Chinese.    

    

"Then let's go to the Dragon Well before the Bright West Lake. As for the water …" Feng Mingxue paused for a moment before replying, "I think the tap water is enough."    

    

Feng Mingxue's words caused everyone present to be moved. The Way of Tea was a very particular culture. A pot of tea, whether it was tea leaves, tea set, or water, they were all very particular about it.    

    

If he were to make tea, the choice would be mountain spring water. This type of water was natural, causing one to feel light and agile. The tea that came out tasted the best.    

    

As everyone knew, the tap water was mixed with bleach and powder. This type of water that was mixed with industrial raw materials would never be able to make good tea. Feng Mingxue's choice made it hard for people to figure it out.    

    

"The most important thing for a pot of good tea is to see the quality of the tea leaves and the water source. It would be unwise for you to choose running water." Zhen Xi was slightly surprised. She looked at Feng Mingxue with a puzzled expression.    

    

"Of course I know that, but my tea is different from others. "I don't need a mountain spring, but I don't need high quality tea leaves. I can also use a pot of green tea to make my way out." Feng Mingxue smiled faintly.    

    

"May I know your name?" Zuo Chuan Zhenxi was taken aback by the other party's strong confidence.