Female President's Personal Doctor

Chapter 1972

Different from the road of science and technology, the road of calligraphy and painting here is closer to the main road. Ning fan has his own consideration for choosing a small city instead of a metropolitan city. He hopes to spend several years studying the Chinese characters here.

Don't look down on this small town. Although the practitioners are not very strong, their calligraphy and painting standards are quite high, which is what Ning fan likes. Otherwise, he won't look at it more, let alone come here.

Ning fan disguises himself as a poor student, and Jin Er disguises himself as his little schoolboy. The master and servant enter the city and find an inn to stay. Although the town is quiet, there are also visitors from all over the world. The appearance of strangers will not attract attention.

To Ning fan's surprise, you can actually enjoy the taste of your hometown. The food tastes light and delicious, which is Ning fan's favorite. To be honest, he has a feeling of returning to the ancient earth. Maybe this is another time and space of the earth. In a word, everything here makes him feel kind.

If he didn't come in person, he couldn't feel it. When he really came, he found that he liked this place more and more. His face changed, and Kim couldn't help laughing at him, saying he was as happy as a child. Ning fan smiles. It's good to clean up the mood here.

Laobizhai is a very common name, but its calligraphy and painting are not common. Sitting in the hall was an elegant middle-aged scholar in his early 40s. He had sparse short beard, fair skin and beautiful eyebrows. He looked very temperament. Most of the calligraphy and paintings in the shop were written by him.

When Ning fan and his wife came in, the middle-aged scholar was waving a brush. With his brush and ink, a faint smell of ink came into their nostrils. This kind of smell is hard to smell in other world. Ning fan nodded, went to him and looked at his words. His words are vigorous and powerful, like gold hook and silver stroke. There is a sword meaning in the words, and there is a kind of indomitable will. This is a bit strange.

For example, people living in this small city should be in a quiet mood. Unexpectedly, this middle-aged scholar has a deep heart and seems not satisfied with the status quo. Ning fan didn't see this, but felt it intuitively.

"How is it written?" The middle-aged scribe put down his pen after finishing writing, glanced at Ning fan and asked faintly.

"It's a little interesting, but the artistic conception is worse." Since Ning fan has decided to take this small town as a breakthrough, of course, he has to show something. He is really not good at writing, but I'm afraid no one can catch up with him in terms of artistic conception.

What Ning fan lacks is his writing skills and his ignorance of the Chinese characters. He is an expert in appreciating the artistic conception, which is also interlinked with his eyesight, heart and nature. In addition, his insight is enough to surpass the world and leave it far behind.

"How can you understand artistic conception?" The middle-aged man of letters laughed with disapproval. Obviously, he didn't take his words seriously. There was a trace of unhappiness in his eyes. No one wanted to be evaluated for his poor writing.

"A little bit." Ning fan smiles and doesn't care about his attitude.

He is standing on the top of a very high mountain to look down. Different perspectives make different things. Besides, I'm afraid that no one in this small world can disturb his mind.

"Oh, tell me." The smile on the middle-aged scholar's face is deeper. He claims that everything in the late city pays attention to fate. If he can talk about it, Ning fan will plan to cooperate with him on the issue of character channel. If he can't talk about it, it's not too late to find someone else. Ning fan doesn't mind doing something in the small town to disturb the peace here.

It's not a good thing to be calm for a long time. It's also good to have a disturbance occasionally to make everyone alive, so as not to get moldy after being calm for a long time. Ning fan can control the whole situation, so he doesn't mind the size of the storm.

"So you are an expert in the world?" The middle-aged scholars are not without sarcasm.

He did not know that his words had become a prophecy. If he knew that the young man in front of him was a peerless man, he would not have said that. It's a pity that he is not lucky enough to miss the chance.

Just at this time, a little girl ran out of the inner room and came to him, dragging his skirt. They are very similar in appearance. They are father and daughter. The little girl is pretty and lovely. She has a pair of big eyes. She stares at Ning fan curiously.

In her eyes, she seemed to say that the elder brother was pretty and interesting.

"What are you doing out there, mon? Go back." The middle-aged scholars are not in a good mood, so they don't have a good face for their daughter.

"Dad, just now you said that there is a world expert. Where is there a world expert?" The little girl's eyes are rolling, back and forth on Ning fan's and jin'er's faces, but it's obvious that they don't fit her eyes, so they are quite disappointed.

The middle-aged scholar couldn't help sarcastically saying, "this is the one in front of you. He boasted that he was an expert in the world. I tell you, there is no expert in the world, but some of them are pretended, so don't believe in any expert in the future. "