Personal Doctor King

"Then why did you call me over?" Yu Jingzhe was speechless.    

"Alright, alright, I believe you." Although Liang Xiaoyu said that, she still had a look of disdain on her face.    

It had been a long time since he started, but Yang Xiaoying still stood there blankly, not moving the brush in her hand. She lowered her head as if deep in thought.    

"Why isn't Yang Xiaoying starting yet?"    

"Yeah, there is a time limit. The other side has already started a long time ago. If this goes on, she will lose."    

"You have to have some confidence in Ying Ying. In my heart, she's my goddess. You have to do your best, goddess. You have to do your best!"    

The onlookers at the Academy of Fine Arts were starting to lose their composure. This was because people from Dongyang were so confident in themselves. They waved their brushes like flowing water while Yang Xiaoying didn't move at all. This made them feel a little anxious.    

"What should we do? There is a time limit." Liang Xiaoyu stared at Yu Jingzhe and said, "You have already affected her mood. What do you think we should do?"    

"Don't worry, don't worry." Yu Jingzhe smiled. He walked forward, picked up the ink stick and slowly rubbed it while saying to Yang Xiaoying, "What are you thinking of now?"    

"I... My mind is blank. I can't think of anything. " Yang Xiaoying shook her head.    

"Just like the piece of paper in front of you, it's blank, but you need to use the brush in your hand to add color to it."    

"Remember, real masterpieces are not something the author can see. What you need is a type of transcendence. You need an unparalleled imagination."    

"Sometimes, it's better to listen to the scenery. "Even if you haven't gone to that fairy-like immortal mountain before, you should have a prototype in your heart. You don't need to describe that immortal aura, you just need to depict the prototype that you imagined."    

"Remember, simple things are not necessarily bad. Sometimes, the simpler the things are, the higher the concept they represent. Do you understand?"    

"I seem to have understood something."    

Yu Jingzhe's words made Yang Xiaoying's eyes light up. Suddenly, she felt like her mind was opened up. Yu Jingzhe's words brought her to a whole new realm. This was a realm she had learned while painting in the past that she could not understand.    

"Do you need any other colors of ink?" Yu Jingzhe asked.    

"No need, black and white will do." Yang Xiaoying slowly closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The outline of a landscape painting slowly formed in her mind.    

"Hehe, if you really want to teach, I can limit your time." As soon as Song Shiming saw this, he couldn't help but sneer.    

"Thank you. No need." Yu Jingzhe smiled.    

"But our side of the painting is almost done." Matsumoto pointed to his side.    

"The faster the drawing, the better it is." Yu Jingzhe said, "Huaxia has a saying called slow work. Our side hasn't started yet. Isn't Mr. Matsui a little too impatient?"    

"I'm just worried about you." Song Shiming smiled. "I hope you can finish the painting within the agreed time."    

Finally, Yang Xiaoying slowly opened her eyes.    

"You've thought it through?" Yu Jingzhe asked.    

"It's connected." Yang Xiaoying nodded.    

"Are you confident?" Yu Jingzhe smiled.    

"I'm confident." Yang Xiaoying also smiled faintly. She raised the brush in her hand and started to draw.    

Once a person entered a state of meditation, they would have to do the best they could. Yang Xiaoying's brush moved as fast as lightning, moving quickly along the Xuan paper like a swimming dragon.    

"What is she drawing?"    

"I don't know, but she only used one kind of paint. Is she going to paint a picture of black and white?"    

"You're too arrogant, Yi Lang's painting is our school's best painting. Even our instructor is far inferior to him. He is especially adept at Chinese style painting. If he were to compare black and white with him, he would definitely not win."    

The people on Dong Yang's side seemed quite confident. They felt that Hua Xia was overconfident. No matter how good the painting was, a painting drawn in black and white definitely couldn't compare to a painting with bright colors.    

Time passed minute after minute. Dong Yang's solemn face, Ping Tian Yi Lang, waved his big brush and a painting was completed. At the same time, he took out a small seal from his chest, covered the painting, and moved to the side.    

At the same time, Yang Xiaoying also put down the pen in her hand. She hesitated for a moment before saying, "Teacher Yu, can you help me with a question?"    

"Of course, but do my friends here in Dongyang agree?" Yu Jingzhe smiled.    

"Of course, you can write any inscription you want." Song Shiming nodded.    

"What are the questions?" Yu Jingzhe picked up a brush and said.    

"Teacher Yu can use it at will. I feel like this is the best painting I've ever used in my entire life." Yang Xiaoying said with a faint smile.    

"Alright, I'll do my best." Yu Jingzhe nodded and started writing.    

The words "Jun Lin Shan" were formed in the black-and-white ink painting. The characters were closely related to the painting's artistic conception.    

This drawing was very good. Although it was just an ordinary ink painting, the feeling of its realm was almost the same as that of some famous experts. From this painting, one could see mountains and rivers mirroring each other in the distance, giving off a grand feeling.    

Furthermore, Yu Jingzhe's few words were written extremely well, perfectly combining with this painting. Because the words in the painting increased a few levels, the words also increased a few levels.    

"Perfect." Yu Jingzhe put down the pen in his hand and said, "Please comment on it now."    

"Let's begin." Following Lee Hua's words, the two paintings were hung up.    

After the two paintings were hung up, almost everyone's attention was on the ink painting.    

"Not bad, not bad. The ink painting pays more attention to the subjective feelings of the author than to the appearance of the object. And our Chinese paintings emphasize the use of form to write God, in pursuit of a kind of beauty that seems to exist in the middle and not in the same place. "    

"This painting is completely imaginary, so the deity who wrote it showed it perfectly. "Perfect score."    

One of the instructors at the Academy of Fine Arts first gave a review of the black water painting. After he finished speaking, he looked at Pingtian's work.    

The picture drawn by Ichiro Hirudo was a picture of a hundred birds. The birds of various shapes and colors were all focused together, and it could be said that there was nothing wrong with the drawing skill and style.    

"The drawing skills and style of this painting are quite good, but there is a small problem that needs to be pointed out. That is, when this student was painting, he was too fixated on the actual scene, causing this painting's overall style to look a bit stiff. This is the only flaw."