Urban Miracle Doctor: Posted after being rescued by a beautiful president

"Okay, I'll tell you."

Jiang Ruxue nodded: "Actually, you and I..."

However, before she finished speaking, the phone rang, and it was Zheng Xiaoxiao who called.

"Excuse me."

Jiang Ruxue apologized, "I'll answer the phone."

Afterwards, she pressed the answer button, and did not shy away from Ning Fan, and asked directly: "Xiaoxiao, what's the matter?"

Zheng Xiaoxiao's voice came: "Mr. Jiang, I have confirmed that Master Yan Qing will definitely come to Jiangcheng today to teach painting experience."

Jiang Ruxue's eyes flickered: "Really?"

"Then you send me a location, and I'll go there now."

Besides business, what she likes most is painting, and the Master Yan Qing that Zheng Xiaoxiao mentioned is a well-known person in the painting world.

Soon after the phone was hung up, Zheng Xiaoxiao sent a location, which was in a teahouse.

After finishing this matter.

Jiang Ruxue originally wanted to answer Ning Fan's question just now, but she suddenly thought of something and said, "Ning Fan, come with me, and by the way, I will introduce you to someone who will be of great help to you in the future .”

"How about I tell you about that after it's over?"

Ning Fan did not refuse, but agreed.

While the car was driving, he thought about it seriously, and remembered the first time Jiang Ruxue appeared in front of him. It was when he met Yang Qiqi cheating on Chen Wei in the parking lot and was injured, when he was the most depressed.

Originally, he always thought it was an accident, but after hearing what Wei Zihan said and Jiang Ruxue's reaction now.

Ning Fan quickly realized that Jiang Ruxue came to Jiangcheng from the provincial capital and met him, it was definitely not a coincidence!

It's just that he didn't know what the other party's reason was, but since she said she wanted to tell him, he believed that he would know right away.

Soon, the car appeared in front of the teahouse that Zheng Xiaoxiao mentioned. At this time, there were many paintings in the teahouse, especially the one at the door. From the surface, it looked like a flying dragon.

But Ning Fan shook his head after seeing the painting.

"Ning Fan."

Jiang Ruxue asked suspiciously: "You shook your head, are you dissatisfied with that painting?"

Ning Fan nodded: "It can be said that the painting looks quite imposing on the surface, but it only has form, not spirit!"

"This painting looks like it was drawn by a beginner!"

Although he hadn't studied paintings before, but now as a cultivator, his thoughts are much more delicate than before, and he can see the shortcomings of this kind of paintings at a glance.

Jiang Ruxue asked, "Have you practiced painting before?"

Ning Fan shook his head and said truthfully: "No."

Jiang Ruxue was surprised. She didn't expect that Ning Fan, who had never practiced painting, could see the problem of that painting at a glance.

Indeed, as Ning Fan said, that painting only has form, but no spirit!

The person who wrote this painting only pursued the surface, not the inner essence. If there is a comparison, it can be said to be the gap between elementary school students and college students.

This time, she smiled, Ning Fan is quite talented in painting, maybe this time he can really get to know that person.

"Haven't practiced painting, dare to slander my work like this, and don't look at how much I am?"

But at this moment, an obviously angry voice came, and then an old man with white hair and beard appeared in the sight of Ning Fan and Ning Fan, and there were many people behind him, all of them A member of the Jiangcheng Calligraphy Association.

"Since the work is placed here, it means that it can be commented on."

Ning Fan said indifferently: "And I'm just different from others, I haven't flattered you, why, is it possible that you can only listen to flattery, but can't stand comments?"

"Review?"

The old man asked coldly, "Do you know who drew this picture?"

"It's old! Over the years, countless people have praised my painting as being comparable to famous ancient paintings, and some people even want to pay tens of millions of dollars to buy my painting. Who is qualified to comment on my paintings?"

"I'm afraid you don't even know the essence of the painting."

As an artist, he is proud and arrogant, and he has been famous for a long time, how could he stand others belittle himself?

And soon!

The people around him also made a sound, and said lightly: "Boy, if you want to use the means of belittling others and pretend to be aggressive in front of the woman next to you, then at least investigate the identity of others?"

"Do you know that the person standing in front of you is President Zhang of our Jiangcheng Painting and Calligraphy Association! He is the highest-level person in our Jiangcheng painting circle?"

Speaking of this, they took a look at Jiang Ruxue and sneered, "I'm afraid only this kind of brainless woman can be fooled by you."

Brainless woman?

Jiang Ruxue's face turned cold, it was the first time she was said that.

"If his level is the most powerful person in your painting industry, then your painting association is really rubbish."

Ning Fan smiled and said mercilessly.

One sentence directly blew up the emotions of these people in front of them, and they shouted angrily: "Boy, what do you mean?"

"Are you thinking that there is no one in our painting association?"

These people were very excited, one by one wished to rush forward and tear Ning Fan alive.

The Jiangcheng Painting Association has been established for so many years, and this is the first time someone said they are rubbish.

"Humph!"

Zhang Zhouyong said coldly: "Since you say that our Jiangcheng Association is rubbish, and that my works have no form and no spirit, why don't you teach me how to draw them in front of so many people? A painting with form and spirit?"

He glanced at Ning Fan sarcastically. In his opinion, Ning Fan was just talking nonsense. He just wanted to pretend to be aggressive in front of the woman next to him. At his current age, it is impossible for him to do any research on paintings!

Not only him, but everyone else thought so too. They looked at Ning Fan gloatingly, as long as this person can't explain why today, then they will make him kneel in front of the painting association to apologize later. All lost!

Jiang Ruxue looked at Ning Fan curiously, also looking forward to it.

Ning Fan glanced at it casually, and said, "This painting of yours should be imitating Wang Wei's painting of snowy stream, right?"

Zhang Zhouyong said indifferently: "That's right, but the Xuexi map is a very famous existence, but anyone who is interested in the painting should have seen it. You can see it at a glance. What does this mean?"

Ning Fan didn't pay attention to him, but said to himself: "I can see that you put your heart into every stroke, but you only pay attention to the shape, not Xuexi. The problem with the structure of the picture is that when outlining the trees and mountain houses, I did not use a simple brush to highlight the effect of ink and color."

"Compared to the real picture of Xuexi, yours can only be regarded as drawn by a six-year-old child."