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In the large classroom, thousands of people stared at Wang Qian on the stage with wide eyes!

Looking forward to what Wang Qian will write next!

The people who saw Double Star went to get pens, ink, paper and inkstones.

Many people looked anxiously.

Yu Zhongya whispered: "The people from Shuangxing didn't prepare in advance, they were too slow."

Yang Jiansen also smiled and whispered: "Indeed, if I were Lao Su, I would definitely prepare in advance. After all, Professor Wang's literary talent is obvious to all, and maybe he will write a song on the spot. If it is like the above The first time I wrote several masterpieces at Zhejiang University, I’ve earned it!”

Li Jing said calmly: "As a result, Zhejiang University has a higher status in the southern literary circle. These rare masterpieces in the past hundred years have been circulated from Zhejiang University several times at a time. This time, Director Su of Double Star twice Inviting Wang Qian to the door must have some of this idea."

Juliet frowned slightly: "Unfortunately, I may not understand it well."

She hopes to see Wang Qian write good musical works, so that she can understand the contents.

Although she can understand the text of Chinese literary works, she cannot immediately understand the connotation, let alone the beauty of it intuitively!

This is a deep-rooted cultural divide.

So, the same is true in music. No matter how good your foreign language songs are, it is impossible to compete with the popular songs in its native language!

Tang Hepeng said with excitement: "I wonder what works Professor Wang will write."

Lü Chunhu also smiled and said expectantly: "Maybe it's still ancient poetry. Professor Wang is best at ancient poetry so far, and every ancient poetry is a rare masterpiece. Among the many masterpieces through the ages None of them are inferior. This time, he may also write an ancient poem, but I don’t know what he will write to cheer for the overseas expedition!”

Before, they didn't care about Wang Qian going abroad to participate in the Good Voice singing competition. They didn't care at all, and maybe even looked down upon him.

But now, Lu Chunhu calls it an expedition for the country, and the changes before and after are extremely obvious.

Guo Zhuangzhuang stared at Wang Qian, Liu Shengnan, and Xiao Dongmei on the podium. He looked calm and was still thinking about the couplet. He wanted to earn some face for himself by confronting him as soon as possible. At the same time, he was a little jealous of Wang Qian.

Beauties with both talent and beauty, such as Liu Shengnan and Xiao Dongmei, all gathered around Wang Qian.

With Guo Zhuangzhuang's eyes, how could he not see that Liu Shengnan and Xiao Dongmei might have some thoughts about Wang Qian?

He was willing to be a dog licker in order to chase Xiao Dongmei, but Xiao Dongmei was not even willing to give him a chance to be a dog licker!

Now, his goddess is surrounding that man

Guo Zhuangzhuang had the urge to vomit blood.

Xue Man said excitedly: "I didn't expect that I would be able to wait for Professor Wang to write a new work live today. It's really great!"

After personally participating in Wang Qian's live songwriting process last time on the Good Voice stage, Xueman admired Wang Qian's talent extremely. Now she can see Wang Qian writing literary works live again, which makes her feel very special. Happiness just feels like the distance is too far, and I really want to see this scene from the nearest distance.

Xue Zhenguo stared at Wang Qian and said: "I am really looking forward to his works. Simply talking about poetry creation, judging from his past works, he can be called the number one person in the contemporary literary world."

Xue Man looked at his father in surprise: "Did you admit it?"

This point has been mentioned by many young people in the literary world.

However, many people in the literary world do not admit it, especially the older generation who even angrily criticize those who support Wang Qian.

Xue Zhenguo has always disagreed with this, thinking that Wang Qian was too young to bear such a title.

Furthermore, since ancient times, there has never been a first in literature, so in the literary world, no one has ever truly been called the first by many people in the contemporary literary world. Even the poets and poets a thousand years ago had great achievements at that time. The person holding it was dissatisfied with it.

Now, Xue Zhenguo actually said that Wang Qian can be called the number one poet in the contemporary literary world.

Xue Man, who knew his father, was very surprised.

Xue Zhenguo glanced at his daughter and said softly: "After listening to one of his classes, I can feel his amazing talent and accumulated foundation, so I feel that his previous creations were definitely not purely based on luck. His only The disadvantage is that he is too young. However, in terms of talent and background, he has been recognized by me. He may be born with amazing talent in this area, so I have to admit that he is talented in poetry. The field is indeed very impressive. There is almost no one in the domestic literary world who can compare with it.”

Xue Man smiled, as if she was even happier than being recognized by her father, and said happily: "So, will you go find Professor Wang later?"

Xue Zhenguo thought for a moment, and then said: "Let's see what kind of work he can write this time!"

Xue Man raised her head, straightened her snow-white neck, looked at Wang Qian on the podium, and said trustingly: "It must be a good work."

Xue Zhenguo smiled and said: "I hope so too!"

Xue Zhenguo also hopes that Wang Qian can write a masterpiece again and surprise him.

Simply as a literary worker, Xue Zhenguo enjoys seeing the birth of excellent new works, and he will also gain something as a witness.

Yang Zixuan almost jumped up with excitement. As someone who openly admitted to being a fan of Wang Qian, she now wanted to rush to the podium to help Wang Qian, and said with a little excitement: "Ruke, can we go up?"

Ruke also looked at the podium, very moved, but said seriously: "Impossible! Just sit tight and watch."

Yang Zixuan: "Hey, if I had only known that I had studied literature back then, maybe I would be the one who was attracted to this couplet. I would have been able to go on stage and ask Professor Wang to write a piece for me. This was created by Professor Wang on the spot. The original is more meaningful and is simply an unparalleled treasure."

Yan Ru disdainfully said: "Even if you major in literature, can you still keep up with Liu Shengnan and Xiao Dongmei? Liu Shengnan still studied music halfway. Can your musical attainments compare with Liu Shengnan's?"

Yang Zixuan's face turned red and she glared at Yang Zixuan fiercely, unable to refute for a while.

Although she is confident, she also knows that she cannot compare with a genius like Liu Shengnan.

Even as a music major, she has always studied music, but compared with a genius like Liu Shengnan who studied music halfway, there is still a gap!

Xiong Jia said eagerly: "The people from Shuangxing move too slowly!"

The five Baojia Street sisters nodded in agreement with Xiong Jia's words.

Double Star was not prepared in advance.

Now I’m going to get pens, ink, paper and inkstones.

Too slow

Both Yu Jingruo and Li Qingyao were a little anxious, eager to see Wang Qian's new work.

It's just a pity for both of them that they are not the ones standing on the podium.

Xu Xiaoxiao said to her sister Xu Wenwen: "I brought pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the car. How about I go get it?"

Xu Wenwen couldn't help but smile and said: "Why are you in a hurry? No matter how slow they are, it will definitely be faster than you going to the parking lot to get something. You should be going to get a good pair of Four Treasures of the Study, so you need to run a little bit, let's take our time Just wait. Besides, this is a double-star classroom, let’s not join in the fun.”

Xu Xiaoxiao stretched her snow-white slender neck and looked at the podium. She saw that Wang Qian seemed to be concentrating with his eyes closed. Qin Xuerong, Qin Xuehong, Liu Shengnan, and Xiao Dongmei were there to help. She felt depressed and whispered: " Don’t let Professor Wang’s inspiration be delayed by them.”

Xu Wenwen was actually a little expectant and anxious.

Inspiration for literary creation comes suddenly. If Wang Qian's creative inspiration passes away due to this period of waiting, and Wang Qian cannot write it by then, or his writing is average, it will be a huge loss.

It’s just that she knows it’s useless to be anxious now!

The ones who are most anxious are definitely not the people from other schools like them, but the people from Double Star.

Li Huangjiang and Su Jiangsheng were so anxious that they wanted to conjure up a set of the Four Treasures of the Study on the spot and present it to Wang Qian.

It will take at least ten minutes to run from Li Huangjiang’s office

After the thousands of people at the scene waited quietly at first, within a few minutes, everyone couldn't help but start talking in low voices.

They were all a little anxious and couldn’t help but discuss it with each other!

There are admirations and expectations.

"I am also lucky to witness Professor Wang writing a piece of work live."

"Yes, Professor Wang wrote several good works one after another at Zhejiang University last time. I was so excited that I cried when I watched the lecture video. I couldn't wait to get in and see it live. It took a lot of effort to attend the lecture today, and I was able to witness it. This scene is worth the trip!”

"Indeed, it's a worthwhile trip."

There are also yin and yang weird ones.

"Wang Qian fell asleep there? What was he doing?"

"To win glory for the country, the hat is quite big, but I don't know if my head is big enough to wear the hat securely!"

"Double Star is really too slow."

Neither Xiao Dongmei nor Liu Shengnan left the podium, but helped replace the blackboard where Wang Qian had written, and neatly and carefully put the blackboard full of words aside. This was Su Jiangsheng's order, and they would be collected later. stand up.

Qin Xuerong gave Wang Qian a sip of water, not caring about the thousands of people watching, and whispered: "Are you tired?"

Wang Qian shook his head: "Not tired!"

Qin Xuehong moved a chair behind Wang Qian: "Sit down and take a rest. I guess I have to wait for a while."

Wang Qian did not look at Qin Xuehong and accepted Qin Xuehong's kindness calmly.

Then, Qin Xuehong walked off the stage with a smile, returned to his seat and sat down.

She knew that she was no longer needed and could just be a spectator in the audience.

Su Jiangsheng went to the backstage entrance of the hall to wait in person.

Li Huangjiang also went out to see it twice, then came back and sat down again, with obvious anxiety on his face.

Fifteen minutes have passed!

A burst of applause burst out from the scene.

Because, Su Jiangsheng ran out from the backstage with a set of the four treasures of the study. He was a little out of breath, but not too tired, because he ran a few dozen meters and carefully placed the things on the big table that had been prepared in advance. He apologized to Wang Qian and said, "Professor Wang, I'm sorry for wasting your time."

Wang Qian said softly: "It's okay, I asked Director Su to prepare something for me."

Qin Xuerong, Xiao Dongmei, and Liu Shengnan skillfully opened the things Su Jiangsheng brought and placed the pens, inks, paper and inkstones neatly on the table one by one.

The paper is spread out and pressed with a paperweight.

Qin Xuerong rubbed the ink gently.

Liu Shengnan gently placed the brush that looked ordinary but was actually expensive where he could easily get it.

The applause lasted only a few seconds and then quickly fell silent.

The comments also disappeared completely.

All eyes are focused on the podium and on Wang Qian.

Those three beautiful figures seem to not exist!

At this moment, no one is as attractive as Wang Qian.

Su Jiangsheng smiled at Wang Qian and said, "Professor Wang, will you start writing now?"

Wang Qian narrowed his eyes slightly, and his aura changed instantly. A sharp energy shot up from his body, and his whole body seemed to have turned into a sword. It made people's eyes sting when they saw it. pain.

Su Jiangsheng was shocked by Wang Qian's sudden change in strong and sharp momentum and took a step back. Although Wang Qian did not answer, he thought of something, then hurriedly stabilized his body, suppressed the shock in his heart, and whispered: "I'll help Professor Wang adjust the lens!"

After speaking, Su Jiangsheng quickly linked a recording lens in front of the podium to the on-site projector. The lens was pointed at the white paper on the table, and the video picture was projected onto the blackboard so that everyone could see it clearly.

However.

Many people at the scene were already attracted by the sharp aura that Wang Qian was emitting at this moment!

Low-key, humble and gentle!

The traditional literati temperament that Wang Qian had originally had disappeared.

What I have is an indomitable momentum and an invincible spirit.

Xiao Dongmei, Liu Shengnan, and Qin Xuerong could not help but look forward with wide eyes, their eyes full of splendor.

I just feel that at this moment, Wang Qian's whole body is radiating light and is extremely attractive!

Many other people at the scene also felt that Wang Qian seemed to have a halo around him at this moment. Wang Qian seemed to have turned into a long sword with a cold light. His eyes felt stinging just by looking at it, but they couldn't help but continue to stare. On!

So, the scene became quieter.

No one said anything.

In fact, many people even slowed down their breathing, as if they were afraid that their loud breathing would disturb Wang Qian and then be stabbed to death with a sword!

Qin Xuerong's ink-burning movements became more gentle.

Xiao Dongmei and Liu Shengnan consciously took a step back again, as if this would be better.

Then.

Wang Qian took a step forward gently, with quick and sharp movements. He picked up the brush and quickly pressed it on the inkstone. Then he picked up the brush and started writing on the white paper.

The camera in front of the podium clearly recorded every detail.

Wang Qian's arms shook and waved, and he splashed ink.

Thin gold characters gradually appeared on the white paper.

Everyone held their breath again and stared at the words appearing on the white paper without blinking. They quickly connected the words in their minds and thought about their meaning.

The first three words are exactly the name of the work.

Everyone was slightly shocked when they saw it, and their eyes widened again.

Xia Ke goes!

I just feel that these three words are 100% consistent with the aura on Wang Qian's body at this moment. Wang Qian himself seems to be a knight who walks with a sword.

Wang Qian dipped his brush in ink and wrote quickly again. The brush in his hand seemed to have turned into a sword. Every word was filled with vigor, and there was an unhappiness in his heart.

The thin gold calligraphy font that was originally ethereal and had an air of immortality has now become hard and sharp!

"Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, Wu Gou Shuangxue Ming."

As soon as I finished writing the first sentence, a clear picture came to me.

Many well-educated literary people present quickly thought about the connotation of this sentence. As soon as they thought about it, they felt it was unfathomable!

And many others who don’t understand its connotation feel a surge of pride in their hearts just by trying to read it!

Later

Wang Qian continued to write.

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star."

A clear picture came over me again.

A knight riding a white horse with a silver saddle was galloping with Wu Gou!

Su Jiangsheng, who returned to his seat, couldn't help but praise in a low voice: "Good!"

Li Huangjiang, Wang Xuewen, and Xie Yu were also a little excited.

Lü Chunhu, Tang Hepeng, Xue Zhenguo and others also stared at the picture projected on the blackboard without blinking!

Wang Qian's hands never stopped, and they were still thinking about the previous sentence.

The next sentence hit me with a stronger impact again.

"Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles!"

As soon as this sentence came out.

There was a loud bang in everyone's mind, as if a long sword had pierced the defense line, and the entire mind was blank!

The few people who could control themselves were so surprised that they stood up directly.

This poem is amazing.

Literary workers such as Su Jiangsheng, Li Huangjiang, Xue Zhenguo, Tang Hepeng, Lu Chunhu and other middle-aged and old literary workers were all stunned by this sentence and stood up instantly, as if they could see it more clearly.

Xue Man was stunned for a moment when he saw this sentence. Then he was woken up by his father who suddenly stood up. He was startled and hurriedly reached out to hold his father's hand.

Xue Zhenguo ignored his daughter, pushed her hand away impatiently, and focused on Wang Qian's words.

It seems that everyone is invested in it!

"When it's over, I brushed off my clothes and went away, hiding my body and name."

"After leisurely drinking in Xinling, I took off my sword and stretched my knees forward."

"I will eat Zhu Hai while I am holding a glass of wine to persuade the marquis to win."

One sentence after another the poem was written quickly by Wang Qian. Every stroke and every stroke left traces on the paper like a sword blade. Every swipe of the brush seemed to be waving a sword blade. Swift and sharp.

Everyone watching the scene was pleasant to the eyes and shocked at the same time.

More and more people stood up.

Within a few seconds, everyone in the room stood up and stared at the picture projected on the blackboard.

No one wants to miss any detail.

Even Guo Zhuangzhuang, who had just been thinking about the couplets and the couplets to regain his face, was completely attracted by this poem at this moment. He forgot about the couplets and the fight for face, and just wanted to read the next sentence!

The three closest to Wang Qian, Xiao Dongmei, Liu Shengnan, and Qin Xuerong, who was still polishing their ink, were the most shocked. They all felt that their minds were blank and they didn't know anything. They just stared blankly at the words on the white paper. And this figure who wields his sword as sharply as a sword.

Qin Xuerong mechanically polished the ink gently, her eyes never leaving Wang Qian. This completely different Wang Qian from before made her completely smitten again, and she wished she could throw herself directly into Wang Qian's arms!

Wang Qian was completely immersed in the artistic conception of this poem, and fully expressed the spirit in it through words.

So.

Every word he writes has a unique artistic conception of Xia Ke Xing!

Every word is like a sword.

Every word is like a swordsman!

"Three cups of wine will make you feel better, but the five mountains will be lighter."

"After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit and spirit are born."

"Waving the golden mallet to save Zhao, Handan was shocked first."

"Two heroes from the Qianqiu period, the most famous in Daliang City."

"Even if you die as a hero, you will never be ashamed of being a hero in the world."

"Who can write your Excellency, Baishou Taixuan Sutra!"

All in one go!

Words like sword blades fell on the white paper.

When Wang Qian finally finished writing, he felt mentally exhausted.

Writing a work with such concentration is extremely exhausting.

In particular, he had to bring out his master-level calligraphy, which was even more exhausting.

So.

Wang Qian felt a little tired.

However, there is also some excitement among the fatigue.

Because he is still immersed in the artistic conception of this poem, and seems to be the kind of knight who saves a country.

Finished writing.

Put down the brush gently.

Wang Qian raised his eyes behind his hands.

Thousands of people in the audience stood neatly, still looking at him without blinking, looking at the blackboard, and looking at the projected words.

An old professor with two stars couldn't help but read it out, which was unusually clear and loud in the silent hall.

"Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, Wu Gou Shuangxue Ming."

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star."

"Kill one person in ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles."

"When it's over, I brushed off my clothes and went away, hiding my body and name."

"After leisurely drinking in Xinling, I took off my sword and stretched my knees forward."

"I will eat Zhu Hai while I am holding a glass of wine to persuade the marquis to win."

"Three cups of vomiting promise, the five mountains are lighter."

"After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit and spirit are born."

"Waving the golden mallet to save Zhao, Handan was shocked first."

"Two heroes from the Qianqiu period, the most famous in Daliang City."

"Even if you die as a hero, you will never be ashamed of being a hero in the world."

"Who can write your Excellency, Baishou Taixuan Sutra!"

The old professor must also be from the Chinese Department, and his professional ability is very good. He recited the poems in a cadence and expressed some of the emotions. It was extremely touching to listen to it.

After hearing this, many students felt proud and wanted to go find someone to fight, their faces turned red with excitement.

"What a poem!"

The old professor made a final comment, and then applauded first.

All the awake audience members also applauded.

Even standing, everyone clapped their hands vigorously.

Li Huangjiang, Su Jiangsheng and other double-star people, as well as Tang Hepeng, Lu Chunhu, Guo Zhuangzhuang and others.

There are also Xue Zhenguo, Xueman, etc.

Yang Jiansen, Juliet, Yu Zhongya, Li Jing and others

Ruke, Yang Zixuan

Xu Wenwen, Xu Xiaoxiao

Yu Jingruo, Li Qingyao

Four mentors: Wang Jingyu and Cui Wenfeng

There are also some people from the entertainment industry in the back row.

They all applauded vigorously.

Zhou Tao, Wu Han and other popular celebrities, all young actresses, all felt deeply how humble they were in front of Wang Qian.

That kind of cultural connotation and temperament

It is beyond their reach in this life.

Before, they had some ideas to gain popularity and traffic.

Now, they just want to read and enjoy this amazing masterpiece.

If they could write such a piece, they would be satisfied even if they quit the music industry immediately and never come back.

Even from the perspective of traffic stars with low cultural standards like them, they believe that this is an absolute masterpiece that will go down in history and will definitely be praised by many people in the future.

Papapapa

The applause lasted for more than a minute.

Li Huangjiang stared at the piece of paper on the table, pushed Su Jiangsheng hard, and winked fiercely.

Su Jiangsheng would realize that Li Huangjiang wanted that painting. This calligraphy is absolutely of special significance. If this poem becomes an eternal masterpiece in the future, then the original work of Wang Qian's public writing of this poem here for the first time will be priceless.

If anyone could now produce the authentic work of a certain eternal masterpiece published for the first time by several great writers in history, then this work could almost be said to be a national treasure, with immeasurable value!

What a pity

Such works almost do not exist in the world.

Of course, there are authentic works by the great writer, but it is not the first time he wrote a certain masterpiece. Therefore, although the value is terrifyingly high, it does not reach the level of a national treasure.

But

Now, the work in front of Wang Qian has such potential.

It is worthy of being collected by everyone present as a family heirloom.

Thousands of years later, if there are still many people praising this work

Then this authentic painting may be a national treasure.

So, everyone is jealous of the authentic work of Wang Qian.

Including Xue Zhenguo, Lu Chunhu, Tang Hepeng and others, they all wanted to go up and take it away.

However, others were jealous but did not dare to take any action.

Because this is the classroom of Double Star.

People from other schools have no reason and dare not go up to get things.

And people with double stars

There is a reason.

It depends on whether you are thick-skinned or not!

If you are thick-skinned, then go and try it.

So

After Su Jiangsheng understood this, he couldn't help but go up to the stage in person. Instead, he winked at a young professor from the school behind him.

The young professor was very familiar with Su Jiangsheng, so he immediately understood what the leader meant. When the applause ended, he walked up to the podium and whispered: "Professor Wang, can I put it away for you?"

Wang Qian glanced at the other party and said nothing.

Qin Xuerong, Liu Shengnan, and Xiao Dongmei naturally stood in front of the male professor, preventing him from touching the authentic work of Wang Qian.

When everyone else saw this scene, they all knew what Shuangxing had planned.

I just want to take away the original work of Wang Qian and collect it!

Unfortunately, it seems to have failed.

Many people from other schools gloated and breathed a sigh of relief.

Tang Hepeng laughed on the spot: "Old Su is feeling deflated now, hahaha, if we can't collect such treasures, people in Double Star will probably not be able to sleep."

Lü Chunhu's eyes turned red and he whispered: "Don't talk about them, I probably won't be able to sleep! It would be worse to have such a work slip away from my eyes than to kill me."

Lü Chunhu clenched his hands, very excited, and wanted to rush up and **** the work away.

Guo Zhuangzhuang was stunned, his eyes were very lonely, and he felt deeply shocked!

When he was still struggling with that couplet.

I have already written a masterpiece that will be passed down through the ages.

If he thinks about that couplet again, what’s the point?

Doesn’t it appear that the gap between himself and Wang Qian is even greater?

So, Guo Zhuangzhuang suddenly felt that he was too insignificant in front of Wang Qian, and his previous behavior was simply too ridiculous and retarded.

If possible, Guo Zhuangzhuang would like to leave here right now and has no shame in staying any longer.

Although no one probably cares about him now, for the first time he felt the embarrassment of being ashamed of himself here.

And they saw that Wang Qian did not stop.

Under the gaze of everyone.

Wang Qian continued to write on the paper: "Given to my friend Liu Shengnan, on a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, Double Star Classroom!"

Finally write your name - Wang Qian!

Finished writing.

Wang Qian picked it up and looked at it for a while.

But.

The scene was blown up again.

Everyone stared at the final signature with wide eyes, some not believing it.


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