At this moment, all the people around closed their mouths and lowered their heads, and no one dared to speak again.

At this time, Philip looked at Han Qing, suddenly picked up the paintbrush and handed it over, and said solemnly, "If Doctor Qing feels that there is something that needs to be changed, just use the brush."

Suddenly, everyone's eyes seemed to pop out.

They all looked incredulous, you know, Philip's painting, whoever dares to add a stroke to it, will definitely die a terrible death.

Who doesn't know that Philip has an extremely perverted possessiveness of his work, like many artists.

No matter how bad the drawing is, it will never tolerate others to revise it.

It's unbelievable that Philip has now asked a doctor who speaks wild to revise it.

Han Qing took the brush with an indifferent face, and said, "I do have some ideas, after the change, the artistic conception will definitely increase greatly."

When the people around heard this, they all showed disdain and contempt.

"It's a shame to say that if he makes a move, he will ruin this masterpiece of Monsieur Philip."

"Maybe Philip went crazy on purpose, so that he could redeem this life-saving grace."

"Then this kid is dead."

Many people think that this is Philip digging a hole for Han Qing.

Han Qing doesn't accept money, but he doesn't give up this favor, that is, he doesn't know how to lift.

"Shut up all of them, and whoever wants to make a noise, get out." Philip shouted.

The entire hall suddenly fell silent, and at this time, Philip said to Han Qing, "Doctor Qingshen, please start writing."

"Everyone is optimistic, let you see, what is the artistic conception." Han Qing looked proud.

Then, with a sharp opening and closing of the brush in his hand, he made a few strokes and threw it aside.

"That's it." Han Qingdao.

Everyone present looked stunned, and then stared at Han Qing like watching a play.

Just a few casual strokes? It seems that this kid is coming to an end, and Mr. Philip will definitely not let him go.

However, they all found that Philip was staring at the painting in a daze, and his soul seemed to fly.

After a while, his face showed an extremely shocked expression.

He circled around the table, and every time he looked at it, he felt something new.

"This is the artistic conception, this is the artistic conception, I finally understand......" Philip was so excited that he trembled, but his gaze never left the painting.

On this painting, Han Qing did not add any lines, but adjusted some colors with a few strokes, and this artistic conception suddenly changed and sublimated.

Previously, the sunset of this painting made people feel the unwillingness and fear that life was about to come to an end.

But now, the whole painting feels like an indescribable warmth and life force.

Everyone present looked at Philip's excited appearance, and they were all stunned and a little disbelieving.

This can't be true, is it, Mr. Philip is acting?

However, when the painting was erected again, everyone fell silent.

Those who know how to draw, those who don't know how to draw, and those who don't understand half-understand all showed a shocked face.

Artistic conception is often idealistic, subjective, and mysterious.

But after everyone saw the modified painting, they all felt the artistic conception that welled up on the painting.

"I felt a kind of warmth, like being held in my mother's arms when I was a child."

"It turns out that this is the artistic conception, it is so amazing, the sunset is supposed to represent the end, but on this painting, I feel a vigorous vitality."

"The alternation of day and night, the cycle of the sun, moon and stars, this is life."

Everyone was shocked, and after a while, the audience applauded like thunder.