The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine-Chapter 195 - : Turning Decay into Magic

Chapter 195: Chapter 195: Turning Decay into Magic

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Suddenly, Huang Xiaolong picked up the brush and began to trace out lines over the ink blotches on Cui Feiyan’s back.

His movements were graceful as if he were a master painter, and within a few seconds, the ink blotches on Cui Feiyan’s back turned into a few rocks and sprouts of bamboo!

Next, dipping the brush into the ink pot, Huang Xiaolong boldly brushed over the back of Cui Feiyan’s skirt with his strokes.

Bamboo sprouting beside strange rocks, nimble and upright. Bamboo painted on both sides of the rock was swaying in the wind.

The composition of the picture was well balanced.

Thrusting brushes rendered bamboo leaves overlapping, the strokes were vigorous and commanding, dark and light inks harmonised well, vivacious clusters of bamboo grew beneath the rocks, airily lively.

The painting brings out the essence of inked bamboo in an elegant style…

It was indeed a wonderful reproduction of Zheng Banqiao’s Bamboo and Rocks painting!

In just 2 or 3 minutes, Huang Xiaolong completed this bamboo and rocks painting with divine proficiency!

The greeters and bodyguards standing nearby were all taken aback as they stared at the back of Cui Feiyan’s skirt.

At this moment, an exquisite painting took on a life of its own on the back of the skirt. The gentle breeze rustled, causing the skirt to flutter and seemingly bringing the bamboo and stones alive – utterly lifelike.

The grand soirée dress, now carried an ancients charm!

It evoked the style of traditional ethnic clothing, but with a dash of contemporary chic and playful freshness!

On the slender, exquisite beauty like Cui Feiyan, this kind of dress was simply seamless – an impeccable fit!

Suddenly, Cui Feiyan seemed to emanate the graceful aura of a Jiangnan girl.

If she would be holding a traditional oil-paper umbrella, it would be simply beautiful!

A formal evening gown, initially stained by ink and seemingly beyond rescue, was magically transformed by Huang Xiaolong into an absolutely unique, stylistically beautiful ethnic dress!

“Gorgeous… Really… It’s so gorgeous… This dress… It’s like a piece of art… So beautiful…” A hostess in a cheongsam exclaimed dreamily, before looking at Huang Xiaolong with admiration and adoration, “Sir, you… You must be a top Chinese painting master and a top-notch fashion designer…”.

In fact, Huang Xiaolong had mastered the techniques from Zheng Banqiao, the bamboo and rocks painting on Cui Feiyan’s skirt, when compared to the original, had at least ninety percent similarity in terms of brush style and charm.

One could say that it was indistinguishable from the real one.

“Little Long… You… What did you do?” Cui Feiyan was utterly puzzled, but on seeing the awe-stricken faces of the greeters, an unexpected surge of joy rose within her.

‘Could it be that Little Long really solved this problem for me?’

“Feiyan, there’s not enough time for explanations now, let’s go into the hall,” Huang Xiaolong grabbed Cui Feiyan’s hand and darted towards the banquet hall, “Enjoy the banquet, I’ll take care of that Miss Liu and…that Sun Feng.”

The banquet hall!

It was spectacular!

Magnificent!

Walls and ceilings, all made of crystals, radiated a dazzling aura of extravagance, and the floor was made of extremely fine and expensive marble.

The decor was indeed the best amongst those Binhai’s five-star hotels, intriguing and unique.

At this time, groups of elegantly dressed men and women had already filled all around the hall.

These people were all top-notch figures in Binhai’s high society.

The charity auction had not yet begun, and now was the time for dining and socializing.

Often at times like these, a few words could land a big contract or a major business deal!

The cocktail reception was buffet style, and neither Huang Xiaolong nor Cui Feiyan had eaten dinner yet. He swiftly dragged Feiyan and grabbed two plates. He handed one to Feiyan, and they both looked around the space. “Feiyan! They have lobsters over there! They’re delicious! I’ve had it before at the Emperor’s Grand Hotel, it tasted amazing! Come on, let’s go get some lobsters!”

“Hrrf Little Long… you’re always overreacting. Alright, we’ll have the lobsters, but act more elegantly.” Feiyan couldn’t help but chuckle.

Nevertheless, her heart, which had been held in suspense, finally began to relax.

After she entered the banquet hall, no one laughed at her outfit. On the contrary, many women looked at the back of her dress with admiration and envy.

‘I wonder what little Long drew on my back… I’ll ask him to take a picture later.’

As Feiyan was contemplating this, Huang Xiaolong had already seized a menu and rushed over to a table filled with lobsters, transferring them to his plate.

He really was lacking in manners.

“It’s you again!”

Just as Huang Xiaolong was preparing to feast on the lobster, a resentful male voice drifted over.

“Huh?” Huang Xiaolong looked up.

Zhu Ting!

It turned out to be bloody Zhu Ting again!

There he was, Zhu Ting, dressed in extremely luxurious clothes. He looked very handsome, but his facial expression was dark enough to drip water.

His gaze at Huang Xiaolong oozed resentment, suspicion, jealousy…

Just an hour ago, Zhu Ting’s goddess, Sun Wei, had thrown herself at Huang Xiaolong.

Zhu Ting could barely believe it, he didn’t want to believe it. He even wondered if he had been dreaming.

By Zhu Ting’s side, there were several well-dressed men and women who were also students at Binhai University. They had deep family backgrounds and were qualified to accompany their elders to such grand events.

“You… you… how did you get in here? Do you have an invitation? Impossible! The Shu family would never have invited you! You must have sneaked in! I’m calling security to throw you out! They will break your dog’s legs!” Zhu Ting growled dangerously at Huang Xiaolong.

“Haha I mean, class leader… doesn’t your face hurt?” Huang Xiaolong chuckled. “Do you perhaps have amnesia? Can’t you remember how many times I’ve slapped you? Still instigating? I’m more tired than you. You question my qualifications to attend this banquet; well, what are your qualifications to attend this charity auction evening?”

“Of course Zhu Ting is qualified.” A tall girl standing next to Zhu Ting, with a cold face and a beauty that was seven or eight points deep, said, “Zhu Ting is still a university student with a monthly salary of several hundred thousand, and after graduation he will go to the Municipal Party Committee as a civilian staff member. He will even become the Chief Secretary of our Binhai city. If he doesn’t have qualifications, do you, a country pleb, have any?”

This girl’s father was a bureau chief in Binhai, a member of the officialdom, so she was always seen as an aloof princess, a proud peacock.

At social gatherings like this, younger people often naturally formed their own circles.

This girl was naturally trying to curry favor with Zhu Ting. Zhu Ting’s enemies were also her enemies.

“I heard Weiwei is close to you. I think you must rely on her to blend into this banquet, right? Ha ha ??I didn’t expect that you’ve learnt how to live off a woman. But your sweet words may fool Weiwei for a while, but not for a lifetime. One day, she will wake up. Your backgrounds and circles are destined not to match. You are just playing with each other. Also, I advise you, do not try to gain anything from Weiwei, otherwise, the Sun Family will show you who’s boss!” The girl talked down to Huang Xiaolong in a reproving tone.