Divine Magic Doctor

"I heard that he likes to watch art exhibitions. Before he came here, his master Chen told me that the Norman Gallery in the provincial capital will have them on November 15th. The famous European painter Fantasy's paintings will be displayed on the exhibition." Qing's news ignited the hope in Su Ming's heart.    

As long as he could investigate and find out the information on Su Family, Su Ming would not hesitate to spend a lot of money to obtain it.    

It was a hatred that he would never be able to erase in his entire life. It was also a pain that he would never be able to forgive in his entire life.    

"The exhibition is today." Su Ming muttered.    

"Hey, it really is today. Brother Ming, I'll go with you." Qing said.    

Su Ming turned around and walked into the room to change his clothes. Half an hour later, he was on the way to find Xue Tiangang with Qing.    

"Brother Ming, what exactly does Su Family have to do with you? You can't really be someone from the Su Family of Capital City, right? " Qing's words were like a sharp blade piercing into Su Ming's heart.    

"Nonsense, I, Su Ming, am raised by nature, and it has nothing to do with anyone." Su Ming felt as if his heart had been cut by knives as scenes of the past flashed across his mind.    

But right now, he couldn't tell anyone about this.    

If it hadn't been for Lin Wanrong's Cloud Swallowing Mask and his master's acceptance of him later on, he probably would have suffered in hell long ago.    

"Brother Ming, when are we going to find Xue Tiangang?" Qing asked.    

"Now!" Su Ming said.    

The two of them did not greet Qiu Yuchen and quietly left the five-star hotel. They got a taxi and went straight to the Life Gallery mentioned by Qing.    

It was noon, and people went in and out of the Life Gallery.    

Su Ming walked in with Qing. Most of the people in the gallery were women, and quite a few men were gathered in the gallery, chatting about trivial matters.    

More than a dozen women gathered in the gallery. They were all curious as to why the host of the exhibition, Mr. Xue Tiangang, did not appear.    

"Tell me, when do you think the host of Fantasy's art exhibition, Xue Tiangang, will come?"    

"I don't know!" I'm really sorry, I'm from London and want to see Mr. Xue Tiangang's glory. "    

"That's right, I came from M Country. Fantasy's painting and work has really fascinated me."    

"Who exactly do you think wrote Fantasy's work? Why do I feel like it's written by Mr. Xue Tiangang?"    

The few women started discussing, and the topic did not escape Xue Tiangang's name.    

Su Ming and Qing walked past a few foreign women and looked at the abstract works of art on the wall. They were all curious about what kind of person Xue Tiangang was.    

There were three galleries in the Life Gallery, and in each of the galleries there was a display of different famous people's calligraphy and paintings.    

Today, it was truly surprising. All three of the halls were displaying Fantasy's abstract paintings.    

Su Ming scanned the paintings one by one. He always felt that these paintings were extremely ordinary, just like the ones he randomly scratched in the mud with his master on the mountain.    

"Who painted these paintings? "Who is Fantasy?" Su Ming looked at Qing with a puzzled expression.    

Qing was stunned and asked in surprise, "Brother Ming, you don't know who Fantasy is?"    

Su Ming shook his head.    

Qing sighed, patted her chest and said, "Then I'll tell you who Fantasy is."    

Su Ming really wanted to know why his master told him and Qing to come to Xue Tiangang to find Fantasy.    

"Speak!" Su Ming urged.    

"Fantasy's paintings flourished in the 21st century, and it can be said that he caused a huge stir in European art," Wu said. His work not only had an inextricable relationship with the European Renaissance, but also influenced the civilization of Asian art. "    

"Stop bullshitting, where is Fantasy from?" Su Ming directly asked.    

Qing pursed her lips and smiled, "Guess!"    

"Don't keep us in suspense, tell us quickly!" Su Ming panicked.    

Qing did not dare to joke around anymore. She said honestly, "Actually, Fantasy is Xue Tiangang!"    

In a word, it shocked Su Ming. He did not expect Xue Tiangang to be Fantasy. He did not expect his Master Chen to know such a powerful person.    

"The reason Master Chen told us to come find Xue Tiangang, was to find out about the news regarding Su Family of Capital City? What does that have to do with Bai Family? " Su Ming wants to get to the bottom of this.    

Qing pouted and muttered, "I don't know either!"    

He knew that he wouldn't get any useful information from Qing, so he could only wait for Xue Tiangang's appearance before he could get his answer.    

The two of them followed the guests as they walked past the exhibition hall.    

Works and styles, in the eyes of others, are profound, rich in European literary styles.    

However, in Su Ming's eyes, this was just nonsense. It was no different from the random venting and drawing that his master taught him.    

Qing watched with relish while the surrounding foreigners watched with rapt attention.    

Occasionally, he would say, "I bought it occasionally."    

After walking through all three halls, Su Ming felt that the work was too boring, so he might as well go home and watch TV.    

"Brother Ming, what do you think of Master Xue's words? Isn't it very deep? " Qing's face was full of anticipation as she tried to get an answer from Su Ming.    

Su Ming sneered, he did not have any intention of expressing his thoughts.    

As far as he was concerned, the so-called Master was nothing more than a fart.    

What was drawn was no different from what was created by a three-year-old. European art could be said to be a joke.    

Real work should have depth, not random drawing.    

Su Ming had carefully looked at the painting in the past palace. A truly profound work required one's soul and brush touch. It was hard for people to forget it just by looking at it, but it also allowed them to understand the meaning of the painting.    

Just like Fantasy's works, they could be said to be completely invulnerable.    

Su Ming secretly cursed but didn't say it out loud. However, Qing did understand a lot from his expression.    

"Brother Lin, do you think that these portraits are child's play?" Qing asked.    

Su Ming smiled.    

"Really? Actually, that's what I feel too! " Qing was quite excited.    

However, he did not notice the dissatisfaction in the eyes of the Chinese people around him.    

"Little girl, what do you mean? "You mean Fantasy's words have no depth?" A well-dressed lady said.    

"That's right, this little girl is too arrogant." Long-faced Man said unhappily.    

"What nonsense!" The fatty glared at Qing.    

The three of them were all Fantasy's fans, so they were not happy when they heard that someone was evaluating the author in front of everyone.    

Qing blushed and stuck out her tongue. She turned around and pulled Su Ming away, but a middle-aged woman rushed out from beside her and stopped her.    

"Little girl, do you know about Fantasy's achievements? How dare you insult my idol like that. The middle-aged woman shouted, attracting the attention of the audience.    

Qing's face was flushed red. She lowered her head in fear, just like a helpless kitten.    

Su Ming quickly pulled her behind him as he looked at the surrounding middle-aged ladies pointing at him.    

"Ladies and gentlemen, my little sister is too young to keep her mouth shut, please forgive her." Su Ming bowed in apology, intending to make it a small matter.    

Who would have thought that these middle-aged noble ladies would not give up.    

"You don't have anything to say?" They simply have no quality at all. "    

"Right, Fantasy, who I like, is really rude to you."    

"What does a damn scammer know about this? He dares to judge Fantasy's work. He is simply overestimating himself."    

"I think they're country bumpkins."    

All kinds of sarcastic remarks followed. Qing's eyes were red from being wronged and tears were rolling down her cheeks.    

She was only speaking the truth. She didn't expect that it would attract so many people's insults.    

"My sister is not very sensible and is only speaking the truth. Is there a need to be serious with a little girl?" Su Ming felt very uncomfortable. Qing was like his little sister, yet she was being insulted in front of so many people.    

"Cut the crap, we can't just insult our idol."    

"Right, we have to apologize."    

"I have to apologize."    

A few of the noblewomen were unwilling to let him go.    

Su Ming frowned and was about to argue with a few other people when the crowd parted. A middle-aged man with a goatee and Arthur's fur wearing a grey vest squeezed his way in.    

When he noticed Su Ming and Qing, a hint of disdain flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.    

"I even thought that they were some grand characters. So it turns out that they were only two brats. Truly overestimating their own abilities." When the middle-aged man turned around, Su Ming clearly noticed that on his wrist was a wooden bracelet with the word Fantasy engraved on it.    

"You are Fantasy?" Su Ming suddenly spoke.    

Xue Tiangang was shocked, he turned around and looked over, "Little brat? You actually know me? "    

"Your bracelet!" Su Ming gestured.    

Only then did Xue Tiangang remember that Fantasy was written on his hand.    

"Kid, you have observed quite carefully." Xue Tiangang smirked.