Chapter 1833

"What?"

All the Koreans were already guessing what happened just now. Some said it was a sudden mirage, while others said it was the God who came down to heaven and was dissatisfied with them and punished them.

Some people think that just now, they just had an illusory dream.

But now, Jin Qingyang tells them that all the scenes they see are painted by Lin Chengfei.

Just now, they just ran into Lin Chengfei's painting.

No one made any more noise, just looked at Lin Chengfei with an incredible face.

that expression is as like as two peas.

After all, they just saw the real ghost.

"Mr. king, you You are responsible for what you say Cui Zhengxiang can't help but shriek.

This is no joke. If Koryo loses, he, the leader who is mainly responsible for this matter, will also bear the responsibility.

At that time, it's a small matter to lose the black hat. Maybe it will be thrown directly into prison.

Therefore, he didn't care what kind of apprentice Jin Qingyang was, so he spoke impolitely.

Wen Zaiqing frowned and said, "Mr. Lin, may I have a look at your painting?"

He couldn't believe it. He felt that his elder martial brother's painting was shocking. In this world, no one could surpass him except Shifu. But now, Lin Chengfei made him really feel the horror.

Lin Chengfei said with a smile: "of course, Mr. Wen can go up and see."

Wen Zaiqing thought about it, but he shook his head and said, "forget it. I believe my elder martial brother..."

Jin Qingyang can't admit defeat for no reason. After all, he is so arrogant.

Now I bow my head in front of Lin Chengfei. Then, every word I just said must be true.

Lin Chengfei said with satisfaction: "Mr. Wen, compared with your elder martial brother, you are much smarter."

Jin Qingyang raised his head to refute, but in the end, he didn't say a word.

Seeing the questioning eyes under the stage, he walked step by step to Lin Chengfei's desk and first looked at the painting on the table.

Sure enough, it's exactly the same as what I saw just now.

He put away his last thought of fluke, sighed and held up the painting carefully. Then he turned around and faced the people under the stage and spread the painting high.

Finally.

Everyone saw the true face of Lin Chengfei's painting.

There was silence.

Everyone was silent.

At this moment, no one doubts Jin Qingyang's words.

He lost.

Jinqingyang lost, which means that Korea lost.

Calligraphy and painting, from now on, will have nothing to do with Koryo, even if there are still Koryo masters, but others will say that it is something inherited from China, just picking up wisdom.

They lowered their heads and the excitement disappeared.

In my heart, it seems that I have pressed a mountain, which makes them breathless.

That mountain is Lin Chengfei.

How can he do such a thing?

As long as you are a normal human, you should not do such abnormal things!

"Wow..."

He Qingqian jumped up from the spot: "win, we win! Dr. Lin won

A group of old men also recovered from the shock. They didn't even have time to study how Lin Chengfei drew them into the world in the painting. They all smile and then laugh.

When you are happy, you can be excused for losing control.

And Lin Chengfei hands clasped, with a smile on his face, said to all the people under the stage: "give in!"

Tens of thousands of Korean people, depressed almost spit out blood.

Give way to your sister!

Who let you?

If we can, we'd love to beat you. Your mother doesn't know you.

Lin Chengfei didn't care whether they felt better or not. He said directly: "well Let's start the next game. I'm in a hurry. You'd better hurry up. "

This time, even the best culture in Qingdu almost scolded.

Didn't you just win one?

Do you want to go to this level?

It is not certain who will win or lose the next game.

"Younger martial brother, I'm going to ask you for medical advice." Wen Zaiqing bowed solemnly to puchong and said: "in fact, the most intense conflict between Chinese and Korean medicine is medical skills. Traditional Chinese medicine has declined, while our Korean medicine is thriving. We firmly believe that Korean medicine must be better than Chinese medicine."

Cui Zhengxiang said pitifully: "Mr. Pu, this time, you must not lose again!"

"Don't worry!" Puchong said with a gloomy face: "even if this boy really has a little skill, it's not so easy to win me."After Jin Qingyang walked down from the high platform, he rushed to tidy up his clothes. After he came to the high platform with heavy steps, he turned to Jin Qingyang and said, "elder martial brother, I will take revenge for you."

Jin Qingyang didn't answer and nodded his head.

The brush, ink, paper and inkstone on it have long been taken away, leaving only two chairs and two tables.

After going on stage, he rushed by Lin Chengfei.

"Huaxia people, you are very lucky."

"Is it?" Lin Chengfei light said: "that I can only say, meet me, your luck is not good."

"We'll see!" Pounce to rush to stare Lin Cheng Fei one eye, three two steps walk to own seat to sit down.

It's a simple medical competition.

From the crowd, select three patients, who can make three patients recover in the shortest time, who is the winner.

"Dr. Lin started his career with medical skills. There is no suspense at all He Xinyan said confidently.

He Qingqian was also full of worship and said: "yes, most of China, who doesn't know the name of Dr. Lin? It's a shame for the Korean people to compare their medical skills with ours. "

"As a result, it will come out soon." Qi Shanmin said with a smile.

The process of selecting patients is very simple. Lin Chengfei and puchong each choose one, and the last one is selected by the Koryo government from the major hospitals. The most serious patient who is almost ready to go to the coffin to see the king of hell is selected for treatment.

"It's time to start." Lin Chengfei turns his head and looks at puchong road.

"I'll pick one first," he said

Lin Chengfei made a please gesture, indicating that he was free.

Pouchong opened his eyes and looked at the faces of the people under the stage carefully. After a long time, he pointed to a woman not far away from the high stage and said aloud, "that's her."

Lin Chengfei looked along the direction of her fingers, but saw that the woman's face was gray, and she was obviously ill for a long time.

"Whatever!" Lin Chengfei said, "it's up to you."

Puchong smiles with pride. The patients he selected are naturally his best.

Although the woman is not in good health, her condition is not too serious. If she is treated seriously, she will soon recover.