Chapter 235 234. Stunning! A live authentic work that can become a national treasure! (Subscribe)

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

I look forward to what Wang Qian will write next! I see the people from Shuangxing go to get the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Many people were watching 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 he might write a poem on the spot. If he wrote several masterpieces at once like he did last time at Zhejiang University, then it would be a great deal!"

Li Jing said calmly, "Zhejiang University has gained a higher status in the southern literary circle because of this. Several of these rare masterpieces in the past hundred years have been circulated from Zhejiang University at once. This time, Director Su of Shuangxing came to invite Wang Qian twice, and he must have had some similar ideas."

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

She hopes to see Wang Qian write excellent music so that she can understand what is in it.

Although she can understand the text of Chinese literature, she cannot immediately understand the connotation, let alone the beauty of it! This is a deep-rooted cultural gap.

So, the same is true in music. No matter how good your foreign language songs are, they can never compete with the popular songs in their native language! Tang Hepeng said with a little excitement: "I wonder what kind of works Professor Wang will write."

Lu Chunhu also smiled and said expectantly: "It may be an ancient poem. Professor Wang is best at ancient poems so far. Each of his ancient poems is a rare masterpiece. It is not inferior to many masterpieces throughout the ages. 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's going abroad to participate in the Voice of China singing competition, and they didn't care at all, and they might even have looked down on him a little.

But now, Lu Chunhu calls it an expedition for the country. The change before and after is extremely obvious.

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

Beautiful women with both talent and beauty like Liu Shengnan and Xiao Dongmei surrounded Wang Qian.

With Guo Zhuangzhuang's vision, how could he not see that Liu Shengnan and Xiao Dongmei might have some feelings for Wang Qian?

In order to pursue Xiao Dongmei, he was willing to be a bootlicker, but Xiao Dongmei didn't even want to give him the chance to be a bootlicker!

Now, his goddess is circling around that man...

Guo Zhuangzhuang felt like vomiting blood.

Xue Man said excitedly: "I didn't expect that I could actually wait for Professor Wang to write a new work on the spot today. It's great!"

Last time on the Voice of China stage, Xue Man personally participated in Wang Qian's live song creation process. She admired Wang Qian's talent very much. Now she can see Wang Qian write literary works on the spot again, which makes her feel very happy, but she feels that the distance is too far, and she really wants to see this scene at the closest distance.

Xue Zhenguo stared at Wang Qian and said, "I am indeed looking forward to his works. Speaking of poetry creation alone, judging from his past works, he can be called the number one in the contemporary literary world."

Xue Man looked at her father in surprise: "You admit it?"

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

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

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

Moreover, there has been no number one in literature since ancient times, so in the literary world, no one has ever truly been called the number one by many people in the contemporary literary circles. Even the immortal poets and lyricists from thousands of years ago had many people who disagreed with them at the time.

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

Xue Man, who knew her 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 background, so I think his previous creations were definitely not just based on luck. His only disadvantage is that he is too young. However, in terms of talent and background, he has been recognized by me. Talent is innate, and he may be born with amazing talent in this area, so I have to admit that he is indeed very good in the field of poetry. There is almost no one in the domestic literary world who can compare with him."

Xue Man smiled, as if she was happier than getting her father's approval, and said happily: "So, will you go to see Professor Wang later?"

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

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

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

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

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

Yang Zixuan almost jumped up with excitement. As someone who openly admitted to being a fan of Wang Qian, she wanted to rush to the podium to help Wang Qian. She said excitedly, "Ru Ke, can we go up?"

Ru Ke also looked at the podium, very tempted, but said seriously: "Impossible! Just sit down and watch."

Yang Zixuan: "Oh, if I had known that I would have studied literature, I might have been the one who could match this couplet, and I could have asked Professor Wang to write a piece for me. This is Professor Wang's original work created on the spot, which is even more meaningful. It is simply an incomparable treasure."

Yan Ru said disdainfully: "As for you... Even if you major in literature, can you still catch up with Liu Shengnan and Xiao Dongmei? Liu Shengnan even went to study music halfway through her studies. Can your attainments in music compare to Liu Shengnan's?"

Yang Zixuan's face flushed, and he glared at Yang Zixuan fiercely, unable to refute for a moment.

Although she was confident, she also knew that she could not compare with a genius like Liu Shengnan.

Even though she was a music major, she had been studying music all along, but compared to Liu Shengnan, a genius who had studied music halfway, there was still a gap! Xiong Jia said anxiously: "The people from Shuangxing are too slow!"

The five sisters from Baojia Street nodded at the same time in agreement with Xiong Jia's words.

The binary was not prepared in advance.

Now I go to get the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

A bit too slow...

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

It’s a pity for both of them that it’s not them standing on the podium.

Xu Xiaoxiao said to her sister Xu Wenwen, "I brought some writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone in my car. How about I go get them?"

Xu Wenwen couldn't help but laugh and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? No matter how slow they are, they are definitely faster than you going to the parking lot to get something. They must be going to get a pair of top-quality study treasures, so they need to run a little. We just need to wait slowly. Besides, this is Shuangxing Classroom, let's not join in the fun."

Xu Xiaoxiao stretched her snow-white neck and looked at the podium. Wang Qian seemed to be resting with his eyes closed. Qin Xuerong, Qin Xuehong, Liu Shengnan, and Xiao Dongmei were helping there. She felt depressed and whispered, "Don't let them delay Professor Wang's inspiration."

In fact, Xu Wenwen was also a little bit expectant and anxious.

Inspiration for literary creation comes suddenly. If Wang Qian's inspiration is lost due to this period of waiting, and he is unable to write or his work is mediocre, it would be a huge loss.

However, she knew that it was useless to be anxious now! The most anxious people were definitely not the people from other schools, but the people from Shuangxing.

Li Huangjiang and Su Jiangsheng were so anxious that they wanted to produce a set of the best four treasures of the study on the spot and give them to Wang Qian.

It would take at least ten minutes to run from Li Huangjiang's office...

After the thousands of people at the scene had 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 with each other!

There is admiration and expectation.

“It is also my luck to witness Professor Wang writing a piece on the spot.”

"Yes, Professor Wang wrote several good works in succession at Zhejiang University last time. I was so excited when I watched the lecture video that I almost cried. I wanted to go in and see it in person. Today, I finally came to the scene to listen to the lecture, and I was able to witness this scene. It was worth the trip!"

"Indeed, it was worth the trip."

There are also some 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 it firmly!"

"Double Star is really too slow."

…

Xiao Dongmei and Liu Shengnan did not leave the podium, but helped to replace the blackboard that Wang Qian had written on, and put the blackboard full of words neatly and carefully aside. This was Su Jiangsheng's order, and he would collect it later.

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 you'll have to wait a while."

Wang Qian didn't look at Qin Xuehong and accepted Qin Xuehong's kindness calmly.

Then, Qin Xuehong walked off the stage with a smile and sat back in her seat.

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 and waited in person.

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

A full fifteen minutes had passed!

There was a sudden burst of applause from the audience.

Because Su Jiangsheng personally ran out from the backstage with a set of four treasures of the study, a little out of breath, but not too tired, because he trotted for a few dozen meters, carefully placed the things on the large table prepared in advance, and said to Wang Qian with an apologetic look on his face: "Professor Wang, I'm sorry for wasting your time."

Wang Qian said softly: "It's okay, I troubled 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, ink, paper, and inkstone neatly on the table.

Spread out the paper and press it down with a paperweight.

Qin Xuerong ground the ink gently.

Liu Shengnan gently placed the seemingly ordinary but actually valuable brush in the place where she could reach it most easily.

The applause lasted only a few seconds before quickly dying down.

The discussions also disappeared completely.

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

Those three figures seemed to be non-existent! At this moment, no one was 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 aura rushed up from his body, and his whole body seemed to have turned into a sword, making people feel a stinging pain in their eyes when they saw it.

Su Jiangsheng was so shocked by Wang Qian's sudden change in momentum that he took a step back. Although Wang Qian did not answer, he also thought of something. He quickly steadied himself, suppressed his shock, and whispered, "I'll help you adjust the lens, Professor Wang!"

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

but.

Many people at the scene were attracted by the sharp momentum that Wang Qian was exuding at this moment! Low-key, humble, and gentle!

The traditional scholarly temperament that Wang Qian originally possessed had disappeared.

All I have is an unstoppable momentum and a sense of invincibility.

Xiao Dongmei, Liu Shengnan and Qin Xuerong could not help but stare wide-eyed and look forward, their eyes full of wonder.

I just felt that at this moment Wang Qian was radiating light all over his body and was extremely attractive!

Many other people at the scene also felt that Wang Qian seemed to have a halo on him at this moment. Wang Qian seemed to have turned into a long sword flashing with cold light. They felt their eyes stinging at a glance, but they couldn't help but continue staring!

So, the scene became quieter.

No one spoke.

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! Qin Xuerong's movements of grinding ink became even slower.

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

Then.

Wang Qian took a step forward lightly, picked up the brush with quick and sharp movements, pressed it hard on the inkstone, then picked up the brush and started writing on the white paper.

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

Wang Qian shook and waved his arms, splashing ink with his brush.

One by one, the thin gold characters gradually appeared on the white paper.

Everyone held their breath again, staring at the words that appeared on the white paper without blinking, quickly connecting the words in their minds and thinking about their meaning.

The first three words are the name of the work.

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

The three words fit perfectly with Wang Qian's aura at the moment. Wang Qian himself seemed to be a knight walking with a sword .

Wang Qian dipped the brush in ink and started writing quickly again. The brush in his hand seemed to have turned into a sword. Every word was sharp and he had an urge to express himself.

The thin gold calligraphy font, which was originally ethereal and had an otherworldly aura, now became hard and sharp! "The Zhao guest has a Hu tassel, and the Wu hook is bright in the frost and snow."

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

Many literary figures with cultural background present at the scene quickly pondered the connotation and meaning of this sentence, and as soon as they thought about it, they felt it was unfathomable!

Many others who didn't understand the meaning of it just tried to read it out loud, and they felt a sense of pride growing in their hearts! Then...

Wang Qian continued to write.

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

A clear picture came to mind again.

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

Su Jiangsheng returned to his seat and couldn't help but whispered a word of praise: "Good!"

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

Lu Chunhu, Tang Hepeng, Xue Zhenguo and others also stared at the picture projected on the blackboard without blinking! Wang Qian's hand did not stop, while they were still thinking about the previous sentence.

The next sentence came with an even stronger impact.

"Kill one person every 10 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 their defenses, and their entire thoughts went blank! And the few people who controlled themselves were also amazed and stood up directly.

This poem is amazing.

Literary workers from China and Laos, such as Su Jiangsheng, Li Huangjiang, Xue Zhenguo, Tang Hepeng, and Lu Chunhu, were so amazed by this sentence that they stood up instantly, as if they could see more clearly this way.

When Xue Man saw this sentence, she was stunned for a moment, and then she was awakened by her father who suddenly stood up. She was startled and hurriedly reached out to pull her father's hand.

Xue Zhenguo ignored his daughter, pushed her hand away impatiently, and stared intently at Wang Qian's words.

It seems that the whole person is immersed in it!

"When the work is done, I will leave, hiding my identity and name."

"I stopped by Xinling to have a drink, and took off my sword and laid it across my knees."

"I will feed Zhu Hai with the roasted meat and toast Hou Ying with the cup."

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Wang Qian wrote out lines of poetry quickly. Every stroke seemed to leave marks on the paper like a sword. Every movement of his brush seemed to be waving a sword, swift and sharp.

Everyone watching the scene was pleasing to the eye, but also shocked.

More and more people stood up.

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

No one wants to miss any detail.

Even Guo Zhuangzhuang, who had just been thinking about the couplet to save face, was completely attracted by the poem at this moment. He forgot about the couplet and the fight for face, and only wanted to read the next sentence! Xiao Dongmei, Liu Shengnan, who was closest to Wang Qian, and Qin Xuerong, who was still grinding ink, were the most shocked. They all felt that their minds were blank and they knew nothing. They just stared blankly at the words on the white paper and the figure who was writing as sharp as a sword.

Qin Xuerong mechanically ground the ink gently, her eyes never leaving Wang Qian. This Wang Qian, who was completely different from before, made her completely fall in love with him again, and she wanted to throw herself 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 wrote carried the unique artistic conception of a knight-errant! Every word was like a sword.

Every word is like a swordsman! "Three cups of wine and a promise is made, and the five mountains seem light."

"My eyes are dizzy and my ears are hot, and my spirits are full of energy."

"Save Zhao and wield the golden hammer. HD will be shocked first."

"Two heroes of the ages, glorious and glorious in Daliang City."

"Even if I die, my heroic spirit will remain, and I will never be ashamed of being a hero in the world."

"Who can write for you, the Taixuan Sutra?"

All in one go! Words as sharp as swords fell onto the white paper.

When Wang Qian finished writing, he felt a little tired.

Writing with such concentration is extremely exhausting.

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

so.

Wang Qian felt a little tired.

However, there is also some excitement amidst the fatigue.

Because he was still immersed in the artistic conception of the poem, as if he was the knight who saved a country.

Finished.

Gently put down the brush.

Wang Qian put his hands behind his back and looked up.

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

An old professor from Binary Star could not help but read it out loud, and it was unusually clear and loud in the silent hall.

"The Zhao guest's Hu tassels are slender, and the Wu hooks are bright with frost and snow."

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

"Kill one person every 10 steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles."

"When the work is done, I will leave, hiding my identity and name."

"I stopped by Xinling to have a drink, and took off my sword and laid it across my knees."

"I will feed Zhu Hai with the roasted meat and toast Hou Ying with the cup."

"Three cups of wine and a promise is made, and the five mountains seem light."

"My eyes are dizzy and my ears are hot, and my spirits are full of energy."

"Save Zhao and wield the golden hammer. HD will be shocked first."

"Two heroes of the ages, glorious and glorious in Daliang City."

"Even if I die, my heroic spirit will remain, and I will never be ashamed of being a hero in the world."

"Who can write for you, the Taixuan Sutra?"

The old professor must also be from the Chinese Department, and his professional ability is very good. He recited the poems with ups and downs, expressing some of the emotions in them, and it was extremely exciting to listen to.

Many students felt a surge of heroic spirit in their hearts after hearing this, and they wanted to go out and find someone to fight, their faces flushed with excitement.

“Good poem!”

The old professor finally gave an affirmative evaluation and then started the applause.

All the audience members who had come to their senses also applauded.

Even while standing, everyone clapped their hands vigorously.

Li Huangjiang, Su Jiangsheng and other people from the Double Star Group, as well as Tang Hepeng, Lu Chunhu, Guo Zhuangzhuang and others.

There are also Xue Zhenguo, Xue Man, etc.

Yang Jiansen, Zhu Liye, Yu Zhongya, Li Jing and others...

Ru Ke, Yang Zixuan...

Xu Wenwen, Xu Xiaoxiao...

Yu Jingruo, Li Qingyao...

Wang Jingyu, Cui Wenfeng and four other mentors...

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

Everyone was clapping vigorously.

Zhou Tao, Wu Han and other popular young actors and actresses all felt deeply inferior in front of Wang Qian.

That kind of cultural connotation and temperament...

It is something they will never be able to achieve in their lifetime.

Before, they had some ideas of taking advantage of the popularity and traffic.

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

If they can write a piece like this, they would be satisfied even if they quit the circle immediately and never make a comeback.

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

Snap, snap, snap…

The applause lasted for more than a minute.

Li Huangjiang stared at the piece of paper on the table, pushed Su Jiangsheng hard, and gave him a fierce look.

Su Jiangsheng realized that Li Huangjiang wanted that calligraphy. This calligraphy definitely has special meaning. If this poem becomes a masterpiece in the future, then the original copy of Wang Qian's first public writing of this poem here will be priceless.

If someone could produce an authentic copy of a famous work published for the first time by a few great writers in history, then this work could almost be said to be a national treasure, and its value is immeasurable! Unfortunately...

Such works hardly exist in the world.

Of course, there are authentic works of great writers, but they are not the authentic works of their first masterpieces. So although their value is terribly high, they have not reached the level of national treasures.

but……

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

It is worth it for everyone present to collect it as an heirloom.

If there are still many people singing this piece thousands of years later...

Then this original painting may be a national treasure.

Therefore, everyone is jealous of the original 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 Shuangxing’s classroom.

Those people from other schools had no reason and didn't dare to go up to take things.

And the people of Binary Star...

There is a reason.

It depends on how thick-skinned you are!

If you are thick-skinned, go ahead and give it a try.

so……

After Su Jiangsheng understood, he was too embarrassed to go on stage himself, so 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 help you put it away?"

Wang Qian glanced at the other person and said nothing.

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

When others saw this scene, they all knew what Shuangxing was planning.

I just wanted to collect the original work of Wang Qian! Unfortunately, it seems that I didn't succeed.

Many people from other schools breathed a sigh of relief, gloating over the misfortune.

Tang Hepeng laughed on the spot: "Old Su is embarrassed this time, hahaha, if he fails to collect such a treasure, I guess the people at Shuangxing will have trouble sleeping."

Lu Chunhu's eyes turned red, and he whispered, "Don't even mention them. I guess I won't be able to sleep! It's more painful than killing me to see such a work slip away from my eyes."

Lu Chunhu clenched his hands tightly, very excited, and wanted to rush up and snatch the work away.

Guo Zhuangzhuang was dazed, his eyes were very lonely, and he felt deeply hit!

He was still struggling with the couplet.

Someone has already written a masterpiece that will be passed down through the ages.

What was the point of him thinking about the couplet again? Wouldn't it make the gap between him and Wang Qian even bigger?

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

If possible, Guo Zhuangzhuang would like to leave here right now as he is too embarrassed to stay any longer.

Although he probably didn't think anyone cared about him now, he also felt the embarrassment of being ashamed here for the first time.

But they saw that Wang Qian did not stop.

Under the scorching gaze of everyone.

Wang Qian continued to write on the paper: "Given to my good friend Liu Shengnan, on a certain date in a certain year, in Shuangxing Classroom!"

Finally, write your name - Wang Qian! Finished.

Wang Qian picked it up and took a quick look at it.

but.

The scene was in an uproar again.

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

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