Divine Magic Doctor

"I'm lucky to have a glimpse at the grand master's grace. There will never be any regrets in my life."    

"This is truly rare. To think that a master painter could be seen painting on the spot. This is truly exciting."    

"Who do you think that young lad is? "How can he be so overconfident? I think that he will lose in a duel with the master today."    

"Without any suspense, the loser will suffer a crushing defeat."    

"Let's see how the Grand Master will suppress that kid."    

All kinds of comments, comments, and mockery entered Su Ming's ears.    

Sitting opposite Xue Tiangang, Su Ming was very calm.    

As the saying goes, knowing yourself and knowing your enemy means being able to win hundreds of battles.    

From the moment Su Ming came in and saw Xue Tiangang's work, he guessed that the other party was related to his master, Chen. Qing just came over and told Su Ming that Xue Tiangang had taken the initiative to ask his master for guidance after Su Ming left.    

The other party knelt outside the door for three days and three nights. In the end, his Master, Chen Xiaolian, casually taught him a move.    

It was also due to this coincidental event that Xue Tiangang's career went from being a nameless street painter to becoming a master of the art world.    

Su Ming paid attention to the other person and noticed that he did not start writing immediately. Instead, he also looked at himself.    

Their gazes met, and Xue Tiangang's gaze was filled with anger.    

He criticized his work in public and dared to say that he wanted to compete. Xue Tiangang's heart was already burning with anger. If it wasn't because of the occasion, how would he have agreed to this nameless young man's challenge.    

He was a master and a celebrity.    

If it wasn't for his reputation and face, he wouldn't have left such people behind.    

"Hey, little friend, don't blame me for bullying you when you lose later on." Xue Tiangang deliberately mocked.    

Su Ming smiled without a care, "Then let me experience Master's elegance."    

"Humph!" You overestimate yourself! " Xue Tiangang snorted and started drawing on the drawing paper with the brush.    

The moment the master made a move, the crowd cried out in alarm. It was such a great honor to be here to watch a master paint.    

Not only that, the live broadcast room exploded with comments.    

All sorts of praises from masters covered the sky when they criticized Su Ming.    

"Grandmaster is the best, that brat is asking for it!"    

"What the heck? To be able to witness the glory of a master painter, I have no regrets in my life."    

"Master has won, I give you my Like."    

"F * ck, look, that brat hasn't started writing yet."    

"If that kid is scared, he probably won't dare to draw anymore."    

The gallery manager was so excited that he almost jumped when he saw tens of thousands of comments appear in the comments section in just a few minutes.    

Qing stood beside Su Ming and saw that he didn't make a move for a long time. She couldn't help but have some doubts. Could it be that Brother Ming was really scared?    

"S-Brother Ming, why aren't you drawing yet?" Qing asked in a low voice.    

Su Ming yawned and turned his head, "I'm waiting for him!"    

"Ah?" You, you didn't draw anything, why are you still waiting for him? " Qing was confused, she had no idea what Brother Ming meant.    

Even though their conversation was soft, Xue Tiangang still heard it.    

To think that there would be such an arrogant brat. Not only did he provoke the other party, he even said that he would wait for the other party? He was simply too arrogant.    

"Brat, I will make you concede your defeat in a moment." Xue Tiangang glanced at him coldly.    

Su Ming raised the corner of his mouth and did not say anything. He turned around and called out to Qing, pulling her in front of him, "I will need your help when I draw later."    

"Ah?" Let me help you? " Qing was extremely shocked.    

"That's right, you're the one that helped me." Su Ming suddenly remembered that his master, Chen, was on the mountain. Because he saw Zhou Xingchi's "Tang Bo Hu Diao Qiuxiang", he thought of him as the Zhu Qishan inside, using his face and body to paint.    

Qing became more and more confused, but she believed what Su Ming said.    

The scene became very subtle, and no one dared to make a sound. The onlookers paid attention to Xue Tiangang, and they all revealed looks of surprise.    

In the live broadcast room, the netizens were crazily fighting CALL. Quite a few of them had spontaneously formed the Great Master Rally.    

The person in charge of the gallery stared at Xue Tiangang who was painting and was overjoyed in his heart. This time, he was probably going to earn a lot.    

Time passed minute by minute, Xue Tiangang was drawing with a flick of his brush, his movements were smooth and fluid.    

From his point of view, the silly kid in front of him was a stepping stone. Ever since he received guidance from that master, his artistic attainment had reached a whole new level.    

Xue Tiangang was in a good mood so he painted quickly. He casually drew an abstract nightingale, showing off his excellent artistic skills.    

When the last stroke landed, the painting should also be lifelike, as if it wanted to break free from the drawing paper and leap out.    

Noticing that the master had stopped his movements, the onlookers finally dared to make a sound. Many people were amazed that the master's work had never been done before.    

Although Xue Tiangang did not say anything, he listened to every single word of the bystanders around him.    

"Competing with me is simply overestimating yourself." Xue Tiangang glanced at Su Ming, who had yet to make a move. He couldn't help but mock him in his heart. Such a young man actually dared to fight against him head on.    

"Kid, are you unable to draw it? If you don't know anything, then don't try to be brave! " Xue Tiangang looked over in disdain, and the disdain in his eyes was obvious.    

Su Ming pulled Qing to his side, indicating that she was ready to help.    

Qing nodded and looked up at Xue Tiangang, "Who said I, Brother Ming, can't draw it? He's just brewing. Doesn't he need inspiration to paint?"    

"Haha." Xue Tiangang sneered: "It's just Kid, you still need inspiration? What do you think he can draw that would shock the world? "    

"That's not necessarily the case. If the things I draw are truly shocking, will you admit defeat?" Su Ming smiled faintly. He did not want to keep the other party in suspense.    

He grabbed Qing's hand and inserted it into the dye box. Then he pulled it back and flung it fiercely at the painting paper.    

The colourful ink on the drawing paper had somehow turned into a rainbow.    

Qing was stunned, but before she could come back to her senses, Su Ming grabbed his hand again and smeared the blue dye on the pure white paper.    

A few seconds later, a blue sky appeared on the drawing paper.    

The surrounding onlookers covered their mouths as they mocked him. They all thought that Su Ming was messing with them. Even the gallery manager, who often came in contact with art, could not help but laugh.    

Everyone didn't understand that Su Ming thought he was just blindly drawing. Qing was indeed shocked by Su Ming's technique.    

She had seen her master use this hand to write "Wild Grass". It could be said that she was unruly and unruly, but in the end, she was unique and stunning.    

Su Ming didn't care about what the people around him said. He continued to indulge in his art and treated Qing as a tool for painting.    

Xue Tiangang held his stomach and laughed out loud, looking at the two of them as if he was looking at a fool.    

"If you don't know how to paint, why did you say so earlier? Do you really think that you are doing a sampling art?" Xue Tiangang walked over and saw that Qing's face was covered in fuel. He almost laughed when he pointed at Su Ming.    

"Brat, stop wasting your time. Show your painting to everyone." Xue Tiangang said.    

In his eyes, Kid's ability was nothing.    

Today, on an occasion like this, he could use this opportunity to properly spread his name.    

Su Ming glanced at him and patted Qing's shoulder.    

Seeing the two of them in such a sorry state, the surrounding guests couldn't help but laugh. To be able to compete with a grandmaster at such a level, they truly overestimated their own capabilities.    

"Brat, show us what you drew so that everyone can broaden their horizons. Let's see what kind of masterpiece it is!" The gallery owner walked over and glanced at Su Ming in disdain.    

Xue Tiangang twitched the corner of his mouth and stood to the side, ready to see Su Ming make a fool of himself.    

The boss of this gallery had a little fame in the art circle of Nanning Province. He would come in contact with people like Xue Tiangang every day, and after a long time, he had already gotten used to it.    

As far as Xue Tiangang was concerned, there was no way for Kid to draw anything.    

Naturally, the gallery owner stood by Xue Tiangang's side. He walked over and tilted his head to look at Su Ming's work. When he first saw the random flurry of extremely deep abstract art on the drawing board, the gallery owner was stunned.    

He had immersed himself in the arts for many years. Although he couldn't compare to a master, his ability to appreciate things was definitely top-notch.    

"This …"    

The gallery owner's eyes widened in surprise as he stood rooted to the spot, unable to believe that the painting in front of him was painted by a young man in his twenties.    

Van Gogh's artistic attainments, Picasso's streamlined style, and his unique natural techniques have thoroughly poured into this painting.    

"Old Fan, what's wrong?" Xue Tiangang felt that something was wrong.    

Old Fan was someone who had experienced far too much in this world. He had never seen any famous paintings before. What was going on today? Why would a single painting by Kid surprise him?