Chapter 306 305. It is an honor to be listed! The artist with the highest value of contemporary works! (Subscribe)

Diana stood in front of a camera, holding a microphone, ready to conduct a small interview with Wang Qian after class at any time. This was a final summary of this temporary program that followed and reported on Wang Qian.

but……

She understood this scene at this moment, and her feelings were the same as those of all the people who had not left the scene, as well as the many viewers who were still watching this show in front of their TVs.

Many people think of almost the same word, which is also a very popular word in today's society.

——Involution

Even among famous classical music schools, serious internal competition has begun to emerge in the struggle for talent.

Not only among famous universities, but also among departments within the same school, internal competition has emerged because of Wang Qian.

Hoffmann from the Orchestra Department extended an open invitation to Wang Qian regardless of the occasion.

All of a sudden, it was as if a switch was turned on.

The others immediately took action without hesitation.

Max stepped forward and said, "Mr. Wang Qian, I'm Max from the Juilliard School's Piano Department. I think you may have heard of me. On behalf of the Juilliard School's Piano Department, I'd like to invite you to give an open class in our Piano Department and serve as a piano professor in our department. I can promise you the same conditions as the Curtis Piano Department, or you can propose the conditions you want on top of that. As long as they're not excessive, I can agree to them."

Max looked at Wang Qian with extremely serious eyes.

Wang Qian had already sat at the table and started signing autographs for the 500 people queuing in front of him. He did not immediately respond to the invitations from Kalman, Hoffman, and Max, as if he had not heard them.

Standing at the front of the line was a blond middle-aged man wearing a custom-made suit without a name brand. He looked elegant and calm. He handed a simple and elegant notebook to Wang Qian and said with a smile, "My name is Red, Mr. Wang Qian."

Wang Qian nodded, wrote a sentence on the notebook: "To Mr. Red", and signed his name at the end, but in English, which is pinyin, and then returned it to Red.

However, Reid did not take it, but continued: "Mr. Wang Qian, please write your Chinese name again. As far as I know, you are a very good calligrapher in China, so I implore Mr. Wang Qian to sign a copy for me in your Chinese calligraphy."

Wang Qian looked at Reid in surprise: "Oh? Mr. Reid knows this?"

Red nodded and said seriously, "I like collecting, and I own several auction houses, so I pay more attention to the auction market in China. According to their feedback, your calligraphy works are very popular auction items in the Chinese auction market now, and the value is very high. It has been said that one work costs tens of millions, but no one is selling it. Many collectors want to collect your works but can't get them."

"So, I have long been fascinated by your calligraphy works. It would be my honor and reward if I could get your calligraphy signature today."

Wang Qian felt very comfortable after hearing what Reid said.

He didn't expect that the value of his calligraphy works had been known by some wealthy collectors in Europe and the United States.

Qin Xuerong had already come to Wang Qian's side. When she heard Reid's words, a proud smile appeared on her pretty face.

Wang Qian did not refuse. He immediately picked up a pen and wrote the words in thin gold style on Reid's notebook with a hard pen - presented to Mr. Reid, Wang Qian.

After writing it, he handed it to Red.

Lei De happily took it, looked at the line of Chinese characters carefully, and said with a little admiration: "As expected, you are the first calligraphy master of the new era of China. The Chinese characters you write are really beautiful. Thank you!"

Reid thanked Wang Qian solemnly, then turned and left without asking for anything more.

Then, Wang Qian continued to sign the second autograph. This person was someone Wang Qian knew. It was Denzel who lent his beloved violin to Wang Qian.

At this moment, Denzel took his violin, handed it to Wang Qian with both hands, looked at Wang Qian and said solemnly: "Mr. Wang Qian, after listening to your class, I realized that I still have a lot of room for improvement. I also realized that violin playing can be so clear. I beg you to write a line on my violin. I will never use this violin again. I will take it back home and keep it."

Many people around were surprised when they saw this! This violin is worth a lot of money.

Violin players with low incomes may not be able to afford it.

It can be seen that Denzel is one of the best violinists of the middle and young generation, and his wealth is not ordinary.

Of course, more people were surprised at Denzel's attitude towards Wang Qian at this moment.

You have to know that Denzel was obviously hostile to Wang Qian at the beginning.

This was almost like being truly conquered by Wang Qian's musical talent, from hostility to admiration!

Wang Qian smiled and nodded: "Okay, as you wish!"

As he spoke, Wang Qian wrote a line of English letters on the violin with a pen: "To Denzel, Wang Qian, 2021, month, day"

Denzel quickly pointed to the blank space on the other side and said, "I also like your Chinese calligraphy font, Mr. Wang Qian. Please write a song and sign it for me in your Chinese calligraphy font. Thank you very much."

Wang Qian was stunned for a moment, looked up at Denzel, then looked at the many people queuing behind him. He saw that many of them had obviously heard what Red had said just now, as well as what Denzel was saying now, and their expressions were full of expectation and desire.

Wang Qian understood that from now on he might need to have his signature in both English and Chinese.

this……

This greatly increased his workload.

Each person signs two copies, which means double the workload.

but.

Wang Qian was not opposed to this. He thought it was equivalent to spreading Chinese culture in the world. He immediately followed Denzel's instructions and wrote his signature in thin gold Chinese characters on another blank space on the violin. Then he picked up the violin with both hands and returned it to Denzel.

Denzel took the violin solemnly and said to Wang Qian, "Thank you, thank you for your lesson today and thank you for your autograph."

After saying that, Denzel turned and left. When he passed by David who was chatting with others, he hugged David and chatted for a few words, then walked out.

really.

The people at the back of the line hoped that Wang Qian could write their signatures in both Chinese and English.

Wang Qian also agreed and wrote signatures in both English and Chinese for each person.

Kalman, Hoffman, and Max were all standing behind Wang Qian with a little embarrassment, waiting for Wang Qian's answer.

Qin Xuerong whispered in Wang Qian's ear: "The two people from Curtis and Mr. Max from Juilliard School are waiting for your answer!"

Wang Qian seemed to have just remembered something. He turned to look at Kalman, Hoffman, and Max and said solemnly, "Gentlemen, I think I need more time to think. And I will be busy with the singing competition of The Voice of China recently, so I can't give you an answer in a short time. Please give me some time to think."

Dawson whispered: "Mr. Wang Qian..."

Dawson wanted to say, we had already agreed on this in advance.

However, Wang Qian winked at Dawson, then interrupted him and said, "Professor Dawson, can we talk again later?"

Dawson was stunned for a moment, then nodded in understanding: "Of course, you take care of these things first, and then we can have a good chat. I will ask the kitchen staff to prepare dinner for us now. After you finish signing, our college's reception dinner will officially begin."

Uh! There's also a dinner party?

Wang Qian blinked and said, "Okay, thank you Professor Dawson."

Professor Dawson smiled, then turned and walked towards Kalman, and the two walked out together.

Dawson said to Kalman, "Mr. Wang Qian doesn't want to agree to our request in public. Otherwise, Juilliard, Eastman, and Manhattan would not give up easily. Mr. Malone from the Paris Conservatory of Music would also make some requests."

Kalman nodded. "Yes, I see that, so I am not in a hurry anymore. These old guys all know the artistic value of Mr. Wang Qian, and they all want to compete with us Curtis. Even old guy Hoffman from the orchestra department can't wait... Fortunately, Mr. Wang Qian doesn't seem to like so many troublesome things."

Dawson said softly, "Yes, Mr. Wang Qian doesn't seem to like this kind of thing. I understand that he only agreed to be a professor at the three colleges in Huaxia after the school kept begging him."

Kalman: "Then we must also show our sincerity. We will extend our most sincere invitation to him privately later."

Dawson smiled, "Okay, that's what I planned."

After the two finished their discussion, they quickly went to arrange the college dinner.

However, Hoffman, who is also from the Curtis Institute's orchestra department, caught up with them: "Kalman, Dawson, wait for me!"

The two men stopped and looked back at Hoffman.

"What did you just say to Mr. Wang Qian?"

Hoffman asked breathlessly, "We are both from Curtis Institute, gentlemen, and I hope you can help me convince him to be the violin professor in our orchestra department."

Dawson said softly, "You need to convince him yourself, Mr. Hoffman. However, I can give you a friendly reminder. If you want him to accept your invitation, you must relax the restrictions on him as much as possible and improve his treatment conditions as much as possible!"

Hoffman was stunned for a moment and asked, "Like the conditions you gave? No restrictions on teaching? What about the salary? The highest in the academy?"

Dawson nodded. "Yes, we will not impose any restrictions on him. If he does not want to, he can never come to Curtis to give a lesson in his life. However, we will still pay him the highest salary of the academy every month, and he will always be a professor in our piano department."

Hoffman frowned, somewhat dissatisfied with this.

at least!

You have to give one or two classes every semester, right?

Otherwise, how can we explain this to the teachers and students of the school? How can we explain this to the alumni directors who have been donating to the school? Hoffman asked seriously, "Kalman, Dawson, what's the point of doing this? This is a waste of college funds. I don't think the college board will agree."

Kalman shook his head: "Hoffman, this makes sense!"

Hoffman: What's the point?

Dawson replied: "The greatest significance is that Mr. Wang Qian's name will be included in the list of professors of the Piano Department of our Curtis Institute. Even if he does not come to give a class, his name will always be here and become a part of our Curtis Piano Institute."

Hoffman was stunned for a moment, then his expression gradually became serious, his eyes full of thought, the more he thought, the more serious he became! If it was two hours ago, when Wang Qian hadn't given the lecture yet.

If Hoffman heard Kalman and Dawson say this, he would definitely say that they were crazy, and he would protest at the school board meeting, believing that the two were colluding with Wang Qian to defraud the school of money.

But……

Listened to Wang Qian’s two-hour course.

Hoffman's thoughts at this moment were completely different.

After listening to Dawson's explanation, he felt a sense of honor in his heart! It seemed...

It is an honor for their college to have Wang Qian's name hanging there and become a part of Curtis! This...

Hoffman followed the two men in silence for a few steps, and then suddenly said solemnly: "Well, okay. I can also convince the board to give the same conditions and let him take a position in our orchestra department. There are no requirements for him. If he wants to come and give lectures, he can come. If he doesn't want to come, we won't have any objections. However, we will always put his name on the list of our orchestra department."

Kalman looked at Hoffman and smiled: "So, have you figured it out?"

Hoffman nodded but said nothing.

When he thought about Wang Qian’s age, he still found it a little hard to accept.

However, when he thought about what he had heard in this class, he felt that Wang Qian was qualified to enjoy such high treatment.

To be able to achieve such artistic accomplishments at such a young age is unprecedented in the history of world music development, so it is reasonable to make an exception.

Dawson whispered, "Maybe, in a few years, we will be glad for this."

Hoffman: “I hope so!”

The three of them walked to the back together.

But the classroom was still lively.

Hundreds more signatures are lined up.

Diana brought the camera crew and came close to Wang Qian to film him, clearly recording the entire process of Wang Qian signing.

Even though the process seems so monotonous and boring.

However, there are still more bored viewers who continue to watch. The global audience is still not low. Although it cannot be compared with the previous peak period, there are still hundreds of millions of people watching around the world, and more than 20 million people in North America are still watching! There are so many bored people who are still watching Wang Qian's signing process.

Qin Xuerong has always been by Wang Qian's side and they have appeared on TV together.

Not far away, Qin Xuehong, Jiang Yu, Murong Yue, Liu Shengnan, Chen Xiaowen, Xiao Dongmei, Ru Ke, Yu Jingruo, and Li Qingyao did not come over, but gathered together and chatted quietly.

People from China's three major music conservatories also gathered together to chat, and no one came to disturb Wang Qian.

Taylor and Sophie did not go with Qin Xuehong and others, but came to Ma Long to visit several world-class artists together.

And Liu Shengnan is now dealing with an uninvited guest.

This uninvited guest was Mr. Reid, who was the first person to ask Wang Qian for his autograph.

After Reid got Wang Qian's autograph, he found Liu Shengnan and showed her the notebook he had signed. He smiled and said, "Do you mind if I chat with Ms. Liu Shengnan?"

Everyone looked at Liu Shengnan.

Liu Shengnan also looked at Reid strangely: "Hello, do we know each other?"

Reid shook his head. "Of course we don't know each other. However, my auction house staff in China tried to contact you, but unfortunately we were unable to get through. You didn't answer our call."

Liu Shengnan nodded expressionlessly: "So, why did you come to me?"

There have been too many people looking for her recently, so she changed her phone number. Except for her close people and a few friends, no one else knows her phone number and cannot contact her.

Lei De looked at Liu Shengnan seriously, still showing Wang Qian's signature in Slender Gold, and asked, "Such beautiful calligraphy is simply a work of art! It should be appreciated by more people, right?"

Liu Shengnan still had no expression on her face and looked at Reid calmly.

The others, Qin Xuehong, Ru Ke, Xiao Dongmei, Chen Xiaowen, Yu Jingruo, and Li Qingyao, all looked at Reid with cold expressions. It was obvious that they could see that Reid had a purpose.

Reid sensed that the atmosphere was not very friendly, and he quickly said, "Ms. Liu Shengnan, please don't misunderstand me. I'm not here to cause you trouble. I just want to do business with you!"

Liu Shengnan said in a cold tone: "I'm sorry, I have no intention of doing business with you. Besides, I'm not a businessman, I'm just a singer, barely a musician!"

If it were a year ago, Liu Shengnan would confidently say that she was a musician.

However, after getting in touch with Wang Qian, especially after listening to Wang Qian's class today, Liu Shengnan realized that there is still a big gap between herself and Wang Qian. Compared with Wang Qian, she cannot be considered a professional musician, so she can only be considered a musician barely.

Lei De was not interested in whether Liu Shengnan was a musician or not, and quickly said, "Ms. Liu Shengnan, I am a collector and own a world-renowned auction house. I am very interested in collections from all over the world and all kinds of cultures. My family has collected a lot of calligraphy and paintings, porcelain, etc. from China. I really like these works that represent Chinese history and culture."

"Recently, I have been very interested in Mr. Wang Qian's calligraphy works, so I want to collect one. As far as I know, you have at least two calligraphy works by Mr. Wang Qian. I want to buy one from you. Is that okay? You can name any price you want!"

"If you are willing to sell Mr. Wang Qian's calligraphy work of "Xia Ke Xing", I am willing to buy it for five million US dollars."

Lei De looked at Liu Shengnan and said these words with great seriousness, feeling very expectant and nervous.

He is an expert on China and really likes Chinese cultural collectibles. He has more than a dozen extremely valuable Chinese collectibles at home, with a total value of over 100 million US dollars. He spent more than 20 years collecting them from all over the world using the auction house under his name. Each piece is a rare masterpiece.

but……

In his opinion!

The value of these collections is not as high as the painting of Xia Ke Xing in Liu Shengnan's hand.

Especially after he came to Curtis in person to listen to Wang Qian's class.

Wang Qian's artistic value in his heart soared again.

He believes that now is the time to enter the art market of Gambler Qian.

He investigated very clearly and found out that Wang Qian is almost a unique figure in the field of Chinese culture. He created a unique new-era calligraphy and was recognized by the masters of Chinese culture. He is the only contemporary calligraphy master who has established his own school. He has published several poems that have amazed all Chinese writers. It is no exaggeration to say that he is the most accomplished literary master in the field of Chinese culture.

At this moment, Wang Qian represents China in achieving such great achievements and recognition in the field of music and art in Europe and the United States. In the future, his status and achievements in the fields of literature and music will be even higher, and he may become a symbol of an era of Chinese culture.

The works of this kind of person are all of extremely high and unique value. When Wang Qian is a hundred years old, his works will become posthumous and unique, and their value will soar. They may be compared with some of the national treasures in the current Chinese collections, and their value may soar to hundreds of millions of dollars! However, Red spent more than 20 years and did not collect a single national treasure of the Chinese collection.

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so……

He fixed his eyes on the painting of Xia Ke Xing in Liu Shengnan's hand.

He had studied it carefully and found out that this work, "Xia Ke Xing", was painted publicly when Wang Qian gave his last lecture in China before leaving for North America for the first time, after he had achieved considerable success in China. It embodies Wang Qian's momentum and determination to compete in North America, and is deeply loved by all cultural lovers in China.

Such works are simply unique in their representativeness.

It is not certain whether Wang Qian’s work will become a national treasure after a hundred years.

Even now.

Red knew that the value of this work was no less than 10 million Chinese yuan. If it was put up for public auction, the selling price might far exceed 10 million Chinese yuan. There were many wealthy people in China who wanted to buy this work, but unfortunately they could not contact Liu Shengnan. The few people who occasionally contacted Liu Shengnan through connections were also sternly rejected.

Of course, he also knew that all the other works that had left Wang Qian's hands were of high value. In the Chinese collection market, their prices were at least over a million.

This is unique among contemporary living calligraphy and painting artists in the world.

No matter in China, Europe or America, among all the living calligraphy artists, no one can do this!

There is an 80-year-old world-renowned painter in Europe. His representative work was auctioned for three million US dollars last year, which has already set the highest price record for a contemporary living calligraphy artist.

Because everyone knows that this old painter will not live long, and the prices of his works have increased rapidly in a short period of time. This is the last time to buy his works, so the prices have been driven up.

Now, Reid offered a super price of five million US dollars for the work "Xia Ke Xing" in Liu Shengnan's hands, which directly broke the price record of the 80-year-old painter. He was also betting that Wang Qian's artistic achievements would be higher in the future and that this work would become a national treasure.

When Reid said the price, everyone who understood and heard it clearly was slightly shocked! Even though the people here, such as Qin Xuehong, Chen Xiaowen, Ru Ke, Xiao Dongmei, Yu Jingruo, Li Qingyao, and Liu Shengnan herself, were all wealthy, they were still shocked by the number Reid said!

because……

This is just a piece of calligraphy by Wang Qian!

Of course, they all like Wang Qian's works very much and are also sure that Wang Qian's works are unique masterpieces of contemporary times.

However, Wang Qian is still alive, and he is only in his early thirties. It is unknown how many years he can live, and how many works he will leave behind. Who knows if there will be an overabundance of works in the future ? Why is it so high a price now? Liu Shengnan knew that she had also offered a high price to buy a work of Wang Qian last time, but she also knew that it was not the market price, but part of her personal emotions, so the high price she offered did not conform to the market rules and could not be accurate.

But now.

Reid is obviously a shrewd businessman and collector, and the price he gives is definitely of objective market reference value.

Five million dollars...

Many works of famous historical artists may not be sold at such a price!

Several beauties from China looked at each other, all of them were shocked for a moment, trying to digest the news.

And at the same time.

Several people who have Wang Qian's works in their hands felt a sense of pride and were determined to collect them.

Seeing that Liu Shengnan and the others were all shocked and then fell silent, Lei De's eyes flashed with joy, knowing that his money offensive might have worked, and he continued, "Of course, Ms. Liu Shengnan, this is not the final price. If you are really willing to trade, I can increase the price appropriately. I am sincere in buying it. I personally like Mr. Wang Qian's calligraphy and music art very much. I am a fan of his. If possible, please help me."

Accomplish your wish? The shock on Liu Shengnan's face quickly disappeared, and she regained her composure. She looked at Reid and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Reid, I won't sell Wang Qian's work. He is my good friend, and this is a gift from him. I can't sell a gift from a good friend, and I will keep it forever."

"I'm very sorry. As far as I know, several of Wang Qian's works are lost among the Chinese people. If you are interested, you can go and buy those works."

There was obvious disappointment in Reid's eyes, but he still kept a gentlemanly smile on his face: "Okay, I get it, what a pity."

Liu Shengnan smiled apologetically and stopped talking.

Lei De did not leave immediately, but looked at Xiao Dongmei and said, "Ms. Xiao Dongmei, you also have Mr. Wang Qian's works in your hands, right? I am willing to..."

He was just about to say that he was willing to offer one million dollars to buy Xiao Dongmei's work.

In his opinion, the painting "Xia Ke Xing" in Liu Shengnan's hand is the one with the highest collection value among all Wang Qian's works, and the value of other works has been greatly discounted.

However, a price of one million dollars is already a sky-high price for a young calligraphy artist.

but……

Red's price has not yet been announced.

Xiao Dongmei directly and coldly refused in English: "Sorry, Mr. Reid, I won't sell it, you don't have to say it."

After saying that, Xiao Dongmei turned around and didn't want to pay any attention to Reid.

Reid smiled awkwardly, then quickly covered it up and looked at Yu Jingruo: "Ms. Yu Jingruo..."

Yu Jingruo shook his head: "I won't sell Wang Qian's works either."

Reid immediately changed his target and looked at Qin Xuehong. He knew that Qin Xuehong was the biological sister of Wang Qian's girlfriend Qin Xuehong, and she might also have Wang Qian's works in her hands. He quickly said, "Ms. Qin Xuehong..."

Qin Xuehong smiled faintly and said, "Mr. Reid, do you think I need the money you gave me? Besides, don't you see that Wang Qian's works have special meanings to us? You have found the wrong person. No one here will sell Wang Qian's works to you. You are wasting your time here."

"Like Shengnan said, if you really want it, go find a way to buy a few other paintings from the Chinese people. As long as you pay enough, I think you can definitely buy one."

The smile on Reid's face froze for a moment. He thought for a moment and looked carefully at the stunning Chinese women here. He immediately understood that they had come all the way to listen to Wang Qian's lecture and were definitely not just music lovers. He apologized and said, "I'm sorry, I'm nosy. Of course, if you change your mind in the future, you can contact the Chinese NVC Auction House."

Still no one paid any attention to him.

Red remained polite and said, "Then I'll take my leave. Goodbye, beautiful ladies!"

Seeing that he was about to leave, Liu Shengnan, Qin Xuehong and others smiled at him politely.

Reid immediately turned and left, with helplessness and anger on his face.

He really wanted to collect a piece of calligraphy by Wang Qian and invest in advance. It would be best if he could collect a representative work, betting that this work would become a national treasure of China in a few hundred years. That would be the greatest affirmation for him as a collector.

Unfortunately, he failed.

Moreover, Liu Shengnan and others' cold attitude towards him made him uncomfortable and a little angry.

However, he quickly adjusted his mood and did not bother with Liu Shengnan and the others. He began to plan in his mind and accepted the suggestions of Liu Shengnan and Qin Xuehong. He planned to collect those works that were scattered among the Chinese people, that is, the works that Wang Qian gave away from the Internet.

When Reid left, he looked at Wang Qian who was signing autographs, and he felt the urge to go up to Wang Qian and ask for a piece of his work.

However, reason made him calm down and he knew that this would definitely not succeed.

He knew about Wang Qian's wealth. He earned millions of dollars every day and was definitely not short of money.

There is no way money can make Wang Qian surrender.

Moreover, Wang Qian was one of the purer artists he had ever met, and it was even less likely that he would be moved by money.

He had nothing to do with Wang Qian and was almost a stranger to him, so it was impossible for him to convince Wang Qian with emotion!

so.

He didn't stand a chance.

Immediately, Red left the scene.

Wang Qian's signing continues.

It is said that there are 500 people, but because each person needs two signatures, it is actually equivalent to the signatures of thousands of people.

"My name is Mars, Mr. Wang Qian."

When it was Mars' turn, Mars spoke with a somewhat excited tone, looking at Wang Qian as if a fan saw his idol.

Wang Qian kept his habitual smile, but seeing Mars, who had been looking for trouble at first but was then conquered by him, he became more friendly and wrote directly on Mars' notebook: "For Mr. Mars..."

Wrote one copy in each language.

Mars: "Thank you, thank you very much. Mr. Wang Qian, you said that you will give a class at the Central Conservatory of Music after you return to China. Is this class open to the public?"

Only open classes can allow outsiders to attend the classes in person, otherwise only the faculty and students of the college can attend the classes.

Wang Qian nodded: "Yes!"

Mars asked quickly and expectantly, "Can I go to class then?"

Wang Qian smiled and agreed: "Of course, I think CACM will welcome you too."

Mars: "Okay, I will definitely go!"

After saying that, Mars turned and left.

Behind him is Elton, who is from the same school.

After getting the autograph, Elton also said, "I will go to Huaxia with Mars to listen to your lecture, Mr. Wang Qian."

Wang Qian still replied: "We will welcome you."

Elton left very satisfied.

A graceful figure appeared from behind, handed the notebook to Wang Qian, and said with a smile: "Christine, thank you, Mr. Wang Qian."

Wang Qian looked at Kristen and said, "You're welcome. It's my honor too."

Quick, write it and hand it to Christine!

Christine took it and looked at it carefully, then said, "I just heard that your Chinese writing is very beautiful, but I didn't know that. Now that I see it, it is indeed beautiful. You are amazing. You have such a deep understanding of music, and you can also achieve great success in literature."

The English poem "When You Are Old" written by Wang Qian just now is the most touching and impressive English poem Christine has read in the past ten years.

Wang Qian: "You're overpraising me. It's just a hobby."

The people around smiled bitterly after hearing this.

You have such a great interest in this hobby...

Kristen nodded: "I will try to go to Huaxia to listen to your lectures next time. Do I need to learn Chinese?"

Wang Qian thought for a moment and said, "Yes, because I teach in Huaxia and I don't speak English."

Even if many top artists and celebrities from Europe and the United States come to China to listen to his lectures, he will not deliberately speak English to cater to them.

In China, Wang Qian only speaks Chinese! When he came to Europe and America, he followed the local customs and spoke English. When he returned to China, he would of course speak Chinese again.

Christine: "Okay, I understand. I will ask a Chinese teacher to teach me. Actually, I have been interested in Chinese for a long time, but it is very difficult to learn, more difficult than all European languages, so I gave up. Now I will pick it up again."

Wang Qian didn't know what to say, so he just encouraged him: "Come on!"

Christine smiled slightly, then smiled at Qin Xuerong behind Wang Qian, then turned and left.

It took Wang Qian more than an hour to finish signing for the five hundred people. He was almost more tired than the two-hour lecture he had just given. His wrist was almost numb.

Diana, who had been broadcasting live and waiting for an exclusive interview with Wang Qian, quickly stood up and was about to come over to interview Wang Qian.

At this time, Marlon came over with Sophie.

Sophie stood behind Ma Long, graceful and elegant, keeping quiet, only glancing at Wang Qian and Qin Xuerong with her big eyes from time to time.

Ma Long extended his hand to Wang Qian and said, "Hello, Mr. Wang Qian, nice to meet you again. My name is Ma Long, and I'm from Paris, France."

Wang Qian accepted Ma Long's kindness and reached out to shake Ma Long's hand: "Hello, Mr. Ma Long, Sophie and I are good friends."

Ma Long nodded. "I know! Your lecture just now was very exciting. It's no exaggeration to say that it's the most exciting music class I've ever heard in my life. On behalf of the Paris Conservatory of Music, I would like to invite you to give an open class at our academy. This year, any time is fine, including winter and summer vacations. You decide the time, and I will arrange for the academy to cooperate with you."

Everyone who had not left yet saw and heard the scene clearly.

The camera next to Diana also transmitted this scene clearly and realistically to audiences in Europe and the United States.

Many people didn't expect this.

After Kalman, Hoffman and Max, pianist Ma Long from the Paris Conservatory of Music in France will first invite Wang Qian.

And they all saw clearly that the people from Eastman College and Manhattan College had not left and were waiting there. It was obvious what they were waiting for.

Max, who hadn't left yet, said directly: "Mr. Malone, I was here first!"

Everyone looked like they were watching a show.

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