"Doctor Xiao Huang, your medical skills are simply amazing...... "Now Secretary General Zeng is convinced of Huang Xiaolong. Moreover, he really couldn't figure out how Huang Xiaolong healed his waist. So the secretary general of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee asked shamelessly. "Doctor Xiaohuang, just now you put chili soup into my eyes, and it magically cured my waist...... What's this, what kind of principle is this? ”

It's not just that Secretary-General Zeng can't figure it out, everyone present is confused and can't find out.

Huang Xiaolong smiled slightly, "It's actually very simple. There is an acupuncture point in the inner canthus of the human eye, called the Qingming acupoint, which is the starting point of the Foot Sun Bladder Meridian, through which it can play a role in adjusting the smooth waist qi and blood. My method for treating Secretary General Zeng's back injury is to stimulate Secretary General Zeng's Qingming acupoint. However, this Qingming acupoint is in the inner canthus of the eye, which is not easy to stimulate with acupuncture and other methods, because this part is too fragile. Therefore...... Hehe, get some chili water, a spicy can have the effect of letting the meridian qi move around. This is equivalent to the lancet therapy in traditional Chinese medicine. ”

This statement is really amazing to everyone.

Although it is just a method that sounds very simple, it is enough to prove that Huang Xiaolong is in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, and he is so profound in silver and superb in medicine..."haha..."Seeing that Huang Xiaolong not only did not cause trouble, but also really cured Secretary General Zeng's stubborn illness, Secretary Ke was relieved, and his admiration for Huang Xiaolong in his heart deepened a lot, and he hurriedly walked over and patted Huang Xiaolong's shoulder. "Lao Zeng, the person I recommended to you is good, right? Hahaha, national player! Our Dr. Xiao Huang is the level of the national player! ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Secretary-General Zeng nodded repeatedly. "I found a lot of famous old Chinese medicine doctors, but they couldn't cure the back disease, but as soon as Dr. Xiao Huang made a move, he didn't give injections, didn't take medicine, didn't massage, and didn't acupuncture...... Dean Bai, congratulations, congratulations, you have found a potential stock. Absolute potential stocks! ”

At this time, Bai Su was very proud, she had already forgotten that Huang Xiaolong was just her fake boyfriend, she had completely entered the state of fake play, so she hurriedly thanked her. "Thank you, Secretary-General Zeng, for complimenting my little dragon."

On the other side, Director Luo's three souls and seven spirits returned, and at this time, an arrow suddenly rushed over. "Oops! Miracle Doctor! Xiao Huang, you are simply a miracle doctor! You are simply a wonderful flower in the apricot forest world of our Z city! Belch...... No, it's not weird, it's a rising star! An absolute rising star! When Xiaobai brought you over, I knew that you were a potential stock! A potential stock in the truest sense of the word! What's that...... Xiao Huang, didn't you just say that you wanted to copy a picture of Dong Qichang's Guanshan Xueji? Come on, Xiao Huang, or show us your painting skills now! I'm looking forward to it! ”

"Hmm..."Huang Xiaolong glanced sideways at Director Luo. I thought, this thing changes its face faster than flipping through a book!

Director Luo's face was completely smiling, and he looked at Huang Xiaolong with an almost shameless flattering smile, nodding his head. "The style of Yaxiangyuan is Z national style, antique, so there are also four treasures of the study. It is convenient for some guests to have fun after drinking, writing poems and paintings. Hehe, there are many literati and artists who come to Yaxiangyuan to dine. The honorary chairman of our Z City Calligraphy and Painting Association is also a frequent visitor here. ”

After a series of clumsy performances just now, Huang Xiaolong had already seen through the faces of Director Luo and the others. However, for the sake of Bai Su's future, Huang Xiaolong didn't care about him, so he nodded. "Okay, let the waiter tidy up, and I'll draw a picture in this private room."

"Huh? Dr. Huang, do you still paint? Secretary Zeng's eyes lit up and he looked at Huang Xiaolong. You must know that Secretary-General Zeng was born as a penman, and he is more interested in poetry and painting.

"I know a little bit about it." Huang Xiaolong smiled calmly. Smooth bearing.

Seeing that Huang Xiaolong didn't take the opportunity to ridicule him, Director Luo was secretly happy in his heart, and hurriedly rushed out to call a few waiters to come in and tidy up the cups, plates and dishes on the table of the Eight Immortals of Limu. Then let people prepare the four treasures of the study, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Huang Xiaolong sat on the chair, silently, and spent 2 skill points to learn the skill of copying the Guanshan Snow Ji Diagram.

Not long after, the waiter had already laid out the drawing paper on the table of the Eight Immortals of Limu, and Director Luo personally polished the ink and served.

When it was ready, Director Luo came over to invite Huang Xiaolong. "Xiao Huang, can you start?"

"Hmm." Huang Xiaolong stood up and walked to the table.

Relax!

It was quiet in the private room, and everyone looked at Huang Xiaolong and at the drawing paper spread out on the table.

Huang Xiaolong lifted the pen lightly, and suddenly, a simple temperament flashed in his eyes, and he said indifferently. "Beginners learn to paint, starting from copying, first to its shape, then to its god, and then to its meaning, to the meaning of painting, then everything in nature is in the mind, and the intention is in the pen first, the meaning and the environment are natural, and finally become a famous artist."

Huang Xiaolong's words revealed the essence of his painting skills, and everyone only nodded their heads again and again. Secretary General Zeng himself has also studied painting for several years, and he is also a hobbyist, and the more he listens, the more he admires Huang Xiaolong. Suddenly, he lowered his head and groaned, thoughtfully, and raised his head with a happy face.

Huang Xiaolong rolled up his sleeves, lifted his pen, and dipped himself in a thick ink. "In fact, whether it is a doctor or a painting, it is all meaning, first do a good job of people, and then understand its meaning, then the text is like its person, the painting is like its person, and the doctor is like its person. If a person is of low character, he will not be able to become a doctor, and he will not be able to write or paint. As he spoke, Huang Xiaolong couldn't help but look at Director Luo and the others.

Director Luo and the others knew that Huang Xiaolong was being sarcastic, but Huang Xiaolong's words, every word, were like morning bells and dusk drums, beating in their hearts, and when Huang Xiaolong spoke, he had his own demeanor and fairy style, which made them have to be ashamed of themselves and reflect on themselves.

Secretary Ke and Secretary-General Zeng couldn't help but exchange glances, and they both saw a deep shock in each other's eyes.

This young man is not simple! It's against the sky!

Bai Su is now in a state of obsession. She had gone from liking Huang Xiaolong to deep love, as well as a kind of blind mad worship. An inexplicable sense of being conquered gradually welled up in her heart.

Suddenly, Huang Xiaolong dropped his pen and lightly sketched a stroke on the drawing paper.

This stroke is smooth and moist, full of strength, rigid and soft, full of charm.

Immediately afterwards, Huang Xiaolong's pen was like the wind, either row or hook, or point or stroke, all in one go. There are many brushstrokes and inks, as if they came at hand, and there was no trace.

Huang Xiaolong's painting is deeply rooted in the essence of Dong Qichang, and he uses the brush and ink cultivation of calligraphy to integrate into the painting, rubbing, and dotting, so the mountains, rivers, trees, stones, smoke and clouds he makes are smooth, soft and bone-like, turning and changing, the ink color is distinct, clumsy and beautiful, clear and elegant.

It only took an hour. A picture of the snow in Guanshan has been completed.

This painting uses an ink pen to draw a distant mountain scene. The mountains are undulating and cascading, and the forests are deep and endless. The whole layout is tight and majestic, reckless and reckless, all in one go. The pen is vigorous and spicy, the ink is thick, and it has the characteristics of being clumsy and beautiful.

It's over, Huang Xiaolong also wrote an inscription in the painting: "Guan Tong Guan Mountain Snow Ji Picture is in the Yu family, and the Yu Dynasty has not tasted the exhibition." Today, there is occasionally this small side of the desk, and the scenes in the picture are changed to small volumes, and it will never be said to be vulgar, and it will be completed. Yihai Xia Wu, Hyun Jae. ”

The font is chic and hearty, graceful and strong, and there is a faint bookish atmosphere, wandering in it.

It is really Wen Min and Mo Miao, a family of its own, suitable for ingenuity, ancient and modern.

After the painting, there is a thick sense of history in the private room.

Everyone's eyes widened, looking at the hearty and undried Guanshan Xueji map on the table, all of them were stunned! Silent!

In the vivid picture scroll, every grass and tree seems to be about to break out of the paper!

Fengyun Wuxian himself felt very satisfied, and he gently put down his paintbrush.

At this time...... "Papa~~~Papa~~~~~~~~"

There was applause in the private room.

Secretary-General Zeng was even more fascinated, "This painting can simply be fake!" Won the charm of Dong Qichang's penmanship! Dr. Huang, you are truly a god! Nothing more than that, nothing more than that......"

Huang Xiaolong was neither arrogant nor impatient, and said calmly to Director Luo. "Director Luo, you can send this painting to Director Xu of the Provincial Health Department. This painting is what I painted for Su Su. I hope that Su Su can become the director of the four hospitals as she wishes. ”

"Okay, okay, I'll go to the provincial capital tomorrow in person, visit Director Xu, and give this painting to Director Xu. Xiao Huang, Xiao Bai, don't worry, with this painting, ** will not leave ten! Director Luo agreed repeatedly.

After Huang Xiaolong finished painting, he was also a little tired, and he was about to leave immediately.

Secretary-General Luo left Huang Xiaolong's mobile phone number, shook hands with Huang Xiaolong again and again, and claimed that he would definitely visit Huang Xiaolong another day, firstly to thank Huang Xiaolong for healing his waist, and secondly, to ask Huang Xiaolong for his profound attainments in calligraphy and painting.

Bai Su followed Huang Xiaolong like a little daughter-in-law, and left Yaxiangyuan with Huang Xiaolong.

Director Luo, they stayed in the private room..."Hey......" Director Luo sighed heavily. "Just now, we lost face and threw it to grandma's house! This Huang Xiaolong is very talented, and ...... The mind is not bad......" Thinking that Huang Xiaolong did not say the rights and wrongs of Director Luo and their group in front of Secretary Ke and Secretary General Zeng, but was very generous, Director Luo didn't feel good in his heart, "People can't be good-looking, people can't be good-looking......"

"He, he is indeed much stronger than my Xiaowei, too much better..."At this time, Director Mu also felt that he was convinced. An old face seems to have been beaten hard, hot and painful!

Huang Xiaolong and Bai Su walked together on the street under the soft night sky, blowing a cool breeze, feeling very comfortable. Moreover, Huang Xiaolong's heart suddenly brightened. After helping Bai Su dedicate the painting to Director Xu, Huang Xiaolong felt that all his debts to Bai Su had been cleared.

"Little Dragon..."Dean Bai, who had a powerful aura, was now standing in front of Huang Xiaolong, really like a gentle little woman.

She had been completely conquered by Huang Xiaolong's talent. Now, her worship of Huang Xiaolong is blind, and her love for Huang Xiaolong is as deep as the sea.

She looked at Huang Xiaolong affectionately. "I can't believe you can draw. You can draw better than my grandfather. ”

"Heh~~~" Huang Xiaolong laughed, and suddenly, the mobile phone rang.

Pick up your phone and take a look. It was sent to Xiao Yan Kai to call him.

(To be continued)