Personal Doctor King

0Looking at these hands, Yu Jingzhe was momentarily at a loss. This hand looked too perfect, he couldn't even find the right words to describe it.    0

    

At the same time, a dreamlike and beautiful face appeared in front of Yu Jingzhe. This Oriental girl had the beauty of a classical Oriental girl, as if the person in the painting came out of it.    

    

More importantly, Yu Jingzhe felt that he had seen this face somewhere before.    

    

"Hello, I'm Yu Jingzhe."    

    

It was only when Liang Xiaoyu pinched Yu Jingzhe that he finally came back to his senses. He reached out his hand to shake her hand.    

    

"I'm honored." Chuan Naijia nodded slightly to Yu Jingzhe.    

    

"Did we meet somewhere?" Yu Jingzhe asked in confusion.    

    

"Half a month ago, in the underground boxing arena." Chuan Naijia slightly smiled as she reminded him.    

    

"Understood, it's nice to meet you." Yu Jingzhe immediately understood.    

    

Not long ago, when he went to the underground boxing ring with Du Linlang, Yang Yue was seriously injured by that Black People's counterattack. At that time, the next challenger was Chuan Naiyezi.    

    

However, Yu Jingzhe was determined to teach that Black People a lesson, so he went up the stage in his stead. The Chuan Naijia in front of him was the daughter of that Oriental man.    

    

"Nice to meet you. I remember that my opponent should be you. "Wait a moment, please." Chuan Naijiazi bowed to Yu Jingzhe and returned to her own faction.    

    

Ye Mo got to the point when he was done chatting.    

    

The host stood between the two sides, emphasizing that this was a cultural exchange and that everyone should focus on exchanging pointers, so as not to hurt the feelings of both sides.    

    

In the first battle, his opponent challenged Painting.    

    

The opponent was a serious looking young man who seemed to be a student. He bowed slightly towards everyone present and then picked a paintbrush he had prepared a long time ago. He stood in front of a table and waited for someone from the Academy of Fine Arts to come up.    

    

When Yang Xiaoying from the Academy of Fine Arts entered the stage, everyone present was unrestrained and applauded loudly. Yang Xiaoying was the campus beauty of the Academy of Fine Arts, a standard beauty. Furthermore, she was proficient in all sorts of arts and calligraphy, especially in ancient Chinese paintings.    

    

"You've already seen Yang Xiaoying's painting. How is it?" Do you feel like you need to be adjusted or taught? " Liang Xiaoyu asked.    

    

"I saw it just now. It's not bad, but there are still a few small problems. Her problem is basically the same as yours. What she lacks is the kind of thinking that can move the sky and the earth. As long as she breaks this boundary, she will definitely be able to draw something that even her mentor would be envious of." Yu Jingzhe said.    

    

"Yang Xiaoying, come over here for a moment." Liang Xiaoyu waved at Yang Xiaoying.    

    

"Senior Xiao Yu, what's the matter?" Yang Xiaoying put down the ink stone and walked over.    

    

"This is Yu Jingzhe, your painting is a bit free. It would be good for you to have him point it out for you." Liang Xiaoyu laughed.    

    

"Teacher Lin, I've heard of you. I've been practicing your life force skills. When I find you again, you must teach me some of your true abilities." Yang Xiaoying smiled sweetly at Yu Jingzhe.    

    

"It doesn't matter. I can accept you as my personal disciple, but right now, we need to deal with this Easterner." Yu Jingzhe smiled.    

    

The other party had already started drawing. This student's expression was very serious, every stroke very serious. On the other hand, when Dongyang looked at them, they were very confident. They felt that they would definitely win this battle.    

    

"Teacher Yu, please speak." Yang Xiaoying nodded.    

    

"Are you nervous now?" Yu Jingzhe asked.    

    

"Not at all." Yang Xiaoying shook her head.    

    

"It's good that you're not nervous. What are you going to draw this time?" Yu Jingzhe asked.    

    

"Draw the fake hill behind our school." Yang Xiaoying said: "I often paint in that place, and I am very familiar with everything there, I think I will be able to draw it well."    

    

"This time, I will not paint a fake mountain, painting a real mountain." Yu Jingzhe said.    

    

"But... I don't have any inspiration right now. " Yang Xiaoying said after a moment of hesitation.    

    

"Sometimes when you want to do a painting, you have to look at the scenery, but I think that sometimes it's also a mistake because what your eyes see doesn't have the beauty that you imagine. If you really want to make a painting, you need to have extremely high imagination."    

    

"Don't let what you see in front of your eyes limit your thinking. That way, what you draw out will have a very large limitation. What you lack now is imagination. Do you understand? " Yu Jingzhe said.    

    

"But my imagination really can't." Yang Xiaoying frowned. Her imagination had always been her weak spot.    

    

"My friends from China, are you guys trying to steal my life?" How about, I'll give you two hours, you tell this student in charge of your fight a good lesson, what's a painting? " Matsumoto's slightly contemptuous voice came from one side.    

    

"There's no need for that. What I am imparting is painting, not painting." Just like the Taiji sword that Zhang Sanfeng had passed down to Zhang Wuji, we need to forget about it immediately. Yu Jingzhe laughed.    

    

"Hehe, I have also read the novel you mentioned seriously. Although I admit that the novel is very well written, the novel is the novel, and I ask this gentleman to distinguish reality from fantasy. "    

    

"Honestly speaking, I've seen Miss Yang's painting. Her Autumn Water Diagram is her masterpiece, and it also represents her highest level of painting. Forgive me for being blunt, but compared to Ichiro, her level is still lacking."    

    

"Why don't you just admit defeat? There's no need to continue this match anyway."    

    

Songdao's words made everyone's faces turn ugly. Yu Jingzhe looked at his biscuit like face and really wanted to throw his shoes onto this guy's biscuit face.    

    

"Mr. Ming's words are too arbitrary. The material of a novel comes from life, so the stuff of our China is not something you can imagine. Furthermore, perhaps our current level is a bit lower than his, but I believe that she will definitely display her highest level. "    

    

"Go." Yu Jingzhe smiled at Yang Xiaoying.    

    

"But, Teacher Yu, I …"    

    

"Don't be afraid, relax. "Go ahead, believe me. If there's nothing to worry about, just draw the Mountain River Diagram. It's the simplest type." Yu Jingzhe smiled.    

    

Yang Xiaoying wasn't nervous at first, but after hearing Yu Jingzhe's words, she became a little nervous. However, looking at Yu Jingzhe's encouraging expression, she could only helplessly nod and walk to the front of the desk.    

    

"The way you're acting like this is to create pressure on her. You're saying that the simplest Landscape Diagram isn't something she's good at. Even I suspect that you're here to cause trouble?" Liang Xiaoyu could not help but be stunned for a moment before she replied with some dissatisfaction.    

    

"You don't believe me?" Yu Jingzhe raised his eyebrows.