Chapter 45

"Me?" Lynch pointed to himself in surprise.

As soon as the doctor saw it, he immediately understood that Jiang ruoqing must have misunderstood. However, he was able to break away from the relationship and immediately opened the kengdai mode. He quickly pushed Lynch and said, "yes, it's you. President Jiang told you to go in quickly."

Lynch looked at the doctor scornfully and said coldly, "this mobile phone doesn't seem to belong to me, does it?"

"Then whose cell phone is it? Now it's better to stand up! " Jiang ruoqing put down her brush and glanced coldly at the people. The coldness in her eyes made all the doctors shiver.

The doctor was even more frightened and shivering. He never thought that Jiang ruoqing was really angry. That kind of cold momentum was too terrible. Moreover, Jiang ruoqing fired people and never talked about any relationship.

"Well, President Jiang, this mobile phone is his." The boy's legs trembled and his tongue was tied. After that, he turned to Lynch and made a secret fist clasping gesture. He said pitifully, "my friend, please help me. I finally got into this hospital. I have to pay the mortgage every month, but I can't be expelled..."

It has to be said that Jiang ruoqing's cool and iceberg like momentum is really frightening.

Even Lynch felt chilly, as if the temperature had dropped a few degrees.

"It seems wrong. Jiang ruoqing seems to be contaminated with the spirit of the ghost..." Lynch's eyelids jumped, opened the magic pupil secretly, looked at it, but saw that she was surrounded by a cold black air, which was obviously unusual.

"Friend, can I treat you to dinner? It's ok if you don't need much health care..." The doctor begged, almost kneeling down for Lynch.

"Forget it. I'm afraid you're going to be scared out of your wits when you go in like a bear."

Lynch gave up and walked straight into the office.

After the death of normal people, the soul will enter the reincarnation, but some souls, for some reasons, continue to stay in this world, will become ghosts, and the breath of these ghosts is extremely cold.

Now Jiang ruoqing obviously has some contact with the ghost, and he is unconsciously contaminated with these things.

But she was born with a cold personality, and she would not feel anything, but this anger released the spirit. The doctor was thin just now. If she was affected by this spirit, she would not be able to relax for a while.

However, Lynch is not afraid of these evil spirits. He quietly runs Hunyuan Zhenqi Jue to disperse the evil spirit that she has no intention to release.

Jiang ruoqing doesn't know what's wrong. As soon as Lynch comes over, her momentum seems to be three points weaker.

The doctor at the scene couldn't help but be slightly shocked. It was also very strange. As soon as Lynch went in, it seemed that Jiang ruoqing was not so angry?

"President Jiang, do I have any questions?" Asked Lynch.

Jiang ruoqing came back to her senses and glared at Lynch and said, "why do you want to use your mobile phone to take a candid picture?"

Lynch shrugged and said, "I said this cell phone is not mine. Do you believe it?"

"So you came here to learn how to draw?" Jiang ruoqing suddenly said, "yes, since you know ink and wash painting, tell me, what is the most basic thing about ink and wash painting?"

It's hard for Lynch. He didn't come here to learn painting. He just saw her painting seriously and didn't bother her.

But when Lynch's eyes fell on the rice paper on the drawing board, he suddenly said, "I can't draw, but I know there are some things missing in your painting."

"Oh? What's missing from my painting? "

Qiao Bing gave Lynch an interesting look.

He has been fond of painting since childhood. Although he majored in medicine, he has been painting every day for so many years. Her paintings have also participated in large-scale exhibitions and been praised by contemporary painters. Many people still want to worship her as a teacher.

But up to now, no one has ever said that there is something missing in her paintings.

"Although I have never painted, I know that if a painting wants to be unforgettable, it must have a soul." Lynch has a kind of Wood said.

"Do you mean that my painting lacks soul?" It's the first time that Jiang ruoqing has heard such an interesting answer.

"Yes, a thing can come back to life when it has a soul. Without words, it's just a dead thing. It doesn't have any meaning!" Lynch said faintly.

In fact, Jiang ruoqing's painting is already very good, especially the one she just painted.

In the setting sun of the seaside, seagulls soar, the waves are like white flowers, the red sun is falling, and the sea is quiet. On the beach, there is a young girl in a gauze skirt. Her graceful posture is sinking into the beautiful scenery of the intersection of the sea and the sky, gazing at the distance, the green silk is flying, and the beauty is illusory.

Even the master of this painting has to say a good word, but Lynch has not criticized it enough.

The doctor, who was watching the scene outside, was a little unconvinced, especially the painter, whose goddess was Jiang ruoqing.

"President Jiang, I think this boy is talking nonsense."

"That's how this painting can draw out the soul.""Just now, he said that he had never painted. I think he just pretended to do it on purpose."

There was something wrong with the noise.

Jiang ruoqing couldn't help but raise her hand and said, "be quiet and listen to him."

Lynch pointed to the painting and said with a smile: "if I guess correctly, the woman in the painting is like you, it should be yourself."

"Yes, every painter will subconsciously bring himself into the painting." Jiang ruoqing nodded, saying that the beautiful scenery in the painting is peaceful, natural and unrestrained, which is exactly what she wants.

"It's a pity that this painting only pays attention to form, without any emotion." Lynch said faintly.

"Feelings?"

Jiang ruoqing can't help but be shocked. These two words are very strange to her. She is cold in nature. She has never been in love and doesn't know how to express her feelings.

"Yes, only emotion can make this painting come alive." Lynch road.

"I think what you said is too mysterious. Painting just needs to express what you think. Why add emotion?" Jiang ruoqing shook her head.

"You don't understand that things with emotion and things without emotion are totally different. This is the soul of the painting."

The more Jiang ruoqing listened, the more confused she was. She could not help humming: "is it difficult, can you still let this painting have a soul?"

"President Jiang, how about a bet?" Lynch burst out laughing.

"How to bet?"

"If I can give this painting a soul, how about you give me a hug?"

"You Jiang ruoqing's face was cold and frosty. She didn't expect that Lynch would ask so much, and there were so many doctors watching.

"President Jiang, you can drive this man away."

"Yes, he is here to make trouble. How can painting have any soul?"

"Pretending to be a God or a ghost is to tease President Jiang, a shameless guy."

On hearing Lynch's request, these doctors' eyes were red. Jiang ruoqing's clean body, no one can desecrate it!

However, Jiang ruoqing loved painting all her life. In order to improve her painting skills, she once traveled far and wide to visit famous teachers in the mountains.

She hesitated, gritted her teeth and said, "OK, I can bet with you, but if you want to fool people, I believe everyone will kick you out."

"Yes." Lynch nodded and asked, "do you have water?"

"Only mineral water." Jiang ruoqing threw a bottle of water at her feet.

Lynch took the water, went directly to the painting and said, "in fact, it's very easy to make this painting have a soul."

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