In an instant, everyone surrounded Ye Ning, and even Lin Xue was pushed aside.
Their eyes were burning, looking at Ye Ning as if they were looking at a peerless treasure.
"Master Yinlong, can you tell me how you managed to improve your painting skills to this level at such a young age?" Zheng Le asked with a trembling voice.
Others also pricked up their ears. If they knew Ye Ning's tips for improving his painting skills, it would definitely benefit them a lot.
Ye Ning scratched his head. How did he improve his painting skills?
Anyway, he studied with the third master for two months, and then the third master said that he could start teaching.
Should we tell these old guys to go find the Third Master to become their disciples?
This is absolutely not okay.
"Actually, I almost stopped painting after I was ten years old. Three of my masters told me that it was a waste of time. It's okay as a hobby, but you can't lose your mind by playing with things." Ye Ning said seriously.
Hobby? Have fun?
Grass.
The few old guys present all wanted to use foul language.
If people just play around, they will never reach heights in their lifetime.
Wait, a few people suddenly reacted.
Ye Ning stopped painting after he was ten years old. In other words, the paintings by Master Yinlong that they highly admired were all the other's works before he was ten years old.
Even so, they still couldn't keep up with Ye Ning's works, not even close.
Several old guys smiled bitterly, feeling as if they had lived like a dog in this life.
"I would like to ask, Master Yinlong, what is your main business?" Zheng Le asked cautiously.
Ye Ning thought for a while and said: "I have high martial arts skills, good medical skills, a little knowledge of Qi Men Dun Jia, chess, calligraphy and painting. I don't know which one is my main business."
Everyone was a little confused.
Can one person really learn so much?
"Actually, among these, my worst is painting." Ye Ning continued.
Everyone suddenly suffered a critical hit of 10,000 points, and they were all speechless.
If they hadn't known that the man in front of them was the legendary Master Yinlong, they would have thought Ye Ning was bragging.
Even if a person spends his whole life, he may not be able to achieve the achievements of Master Yinlong in painting. They even think that Ye Ning is the most outstanding painter in the past hundred years, and only the ancient masters can compare with him.
"I can prove that Ye Ning's medical skills are the most powerful. My father fell ill and was about to die. But Ye Ning took action and cured my father. He was able to get out of bed the same day, and he was no different from a normal person the next day." Lin Xue said.
Everyone was shocked and really didn't know what to say.
At this moment, Zheng Le's cell phone rang.
When he answered the phone, his expression immediately changed.
"I'm sorry, everyone, something happened at home. I have to go back immediately." Zheng Le said bitterly.
"What's wrong? Your father's illness has relapsed?" Tan Qingshan's heart moved, and he still had some understanding of Zheng Le's situation.
Zheng Le has a good career and family. However, his father has a physical problem and is usually fine. Once he has an attack, he acts like a madman. He does not attack others, but only hurts himself.
Zheng Le nodded and said with a wry smile: "I don't know what evil we did. After going to the Coconut Country, my father became like that. He couldn't find the problem. I looked for all the major experts and couldn't find it." The possibility of mental illness has been ruled out.”
Everyone was friends and knew about Zheng Le's situation, and they all looked sympathetic.
"Go back quickly. By the way, why not let Mr. Ye go with you? Mr. Ye just said that his medical skills should be very good." Tan Qingshan said.
Everyone's eyes fell on Ye Ning.
Zheng Le glanced at Ye Ning and hesitated.
After all, Ye Ning was too young.
A young man in his early twenties, no matter how good his medical skills are, how good can he be?
