Chapter 148 Main World 7 "You recognized me."
As soon as this figure appeared, it caused an uproar in the live broadcast room and at the scene.
The audience at the scene were forced not to scream loudly due to regulations, but the people in the live broadcast room had no scruples. The barrage of comments that emerged in an instant almost blocked the national line.
【Wait, what do I see? 】
[Isn't this Mr. Qin?! ]
[Television No. 1 is awesome! Even Mr. Qin can be invited! ]
[What are you talking about, Mr. Qin? Is this handsome guy also a celebrity? ]
[Is the person in front of you a caveman who traveled back in time? This is Mr. Qin! Don’t you know Mr. Qin? ]
[He is ranked first on the national rich list, and is one of the top three in the world rich list. He is also the president of the Qin family, who has been ranked first in the national public welfare enterprise for five consecutive years! My God, I can see reports about him everywhere]
[I didn't expect Mr. Qin to participate in this kind of program. Let's see what good things he will bring]
As soon as Qin Wang came on stage, his eyes met Jian Ziyan who was sitting in the C position. A barely perceptible smile flashed in his eyes, and then he naturally looked away.
"I'm honored to be invited to participate in this program." Qin Wang said with a smile, "I asked my mother for two treasures that she had kept in her closet. I hope they won't be identified as fakes, otherwise my mother will probably ask me to compensate her with a real one."
No one could have imagined that Mr. Qin, who was as wealthy as a country, was actually such a gentle and kind person, and they all laughed in surprise.
"This puts pressure on our appraisers. Should we tell the truth or a lie?" The host also made a joke and followed the procedure. "It seems that Mr. Qin brought... a bracelet and a painting? So which appraiser do you want to come on stage?"
Qin Wang's gaze was directed unreservedly at the youngest of the five appraisers, with undisguised intimacy and tenderness on his face.
"Zi Yan, I wonder if I can get you to do it?"
Not only the audience, but also the expressions of the other appraisers and the host on the stage suddenly went blank for a moment.
Mr. Qin means... that he knows Master Jian?
No, judging by his appearance, we are more than just acquaintances!
Jian Ziyan was not surprised that he would be so ostentatious and high-profile. He lowered his eyes and used the moment of pursing his lips and smiling to cover up the huge white eye under his eyelids.
But he had to admit that even though he thought the move was childish and ridiculous, it was very useful to him.
Under the various gazes of everyone, Jian Ziyan stood up. Not only did he not retreat, he also raised one eyebrow provocatively at Qin Wang.
"Is this your declaration of war against me, Qin Wang?"
It was not Mr. Qin, nor was it Mr. Qin, but just as Qin Wang called him with a familiar name, Jian Ziyan also called Qin Wang directly by his full name.
[Oh my god, I can't connect these two people together]
[The handsome guy and the handsome guy really know each other! 】
[Wait, am I the only one who thinks these two people are... kind of cool? ]
【? Those in front of you please get out. This is a serious show. Mr. Qin and Master Jian know each other as the great men of literature and art, so stop talking nonsense here】
Seeing that Jian Ziyan actually knew Qin Wang, the host's eyes became complicated. He smiled subtly, "Ahaha, it turns out that President Qin and Master Jian have known each other for a long time. Then, did you bring these two treasures to Master Jian through any backdoor?"
Qin Wang said: "This is not a joke. The program team started collecting treasures half a year in advance. They changed them countless times. We, the treasure holders, don't even know which one will be used."
The host laughed: "You are truly impartial. In this case, we can only wait and see how Master Jian performs on the spot."
Of course, there will be no backdoor dealings in this program. The host asked this question deliberately to explain to the entire audience that even if Qin Wang and Jian Ziyan knew each other, there would be no chance for him to leak the secret in advance.
Jian Ziyan and Qin Wang were both skilled people who had practiced for many years and had long seen through the host's intentions. Of course, they would not blame him.
Jian Ziyan walked onto the stage.
In order to fit in with the atmosphere of the show, the program crew prepared a long white Tang suit with silver embroidery on the bottom for him today. The fabric was soft but it outlined his tall and slender waist. The few steps he took were hazy under the dim light, as if he was walking through thousands of years of mountains and rivers and the moonlight. That stop was Chen Mi's treasure in history itself.
Although it was a live broadcast without any modification or lighting, this scene left everyone stunned.
Qin Wang, on the other hand, was wearing a simple black sweater and brown casual pants. He looked approachable yet exuded an irresistible aura. When he and Jian Ziyan stood together, their auras blended perfectly together. It was as if ten thousand spotlights were focused on them, causing countless people to gasp.
[It’s over. Sorry, I want to eat it too]
[My eyes! My eyes are going to be blinded by this damn beauty! ]
[Is this really a historical program rather than a beauty pageant? ]
[Which one should I choose? Hehehehe]
A pair of slender hands emerged from under the white sleeves. Jian Ziyan carefully picked up the bracelet. The weathered green color reflected between his slender gloved fingers, giving it a unique beauty.
Jian Ziyan gently rubbed the bracelet with his fingertips, and he felt relieved.
"This is not an ordinary bracelet. It's a bronze bracelet with jade." His voice, which had accompanied everyone for seven days, sounded softly, instantly bringing people back to that ancient era. "Based on the texture and color, it should have been made between 3,500 and 4,000 years ago. It is a real antique."
The audience was in an uproar.
Even in the antique circle, bronze ware is something that only truly wealthy people can access, and ordinary collectors cannot get access to it at all.
It was made so early, and at that time it was very difficult to make bronze ware. Only princes and nobles were qualified to own them. They were mostly used to make status-symbolizing objects such as bells and tripods. If one could be so extravagant as to use bronze ware to make ornaments, one can imagine how noble the status of its owner was.
Jian Ziyan's next words confirmed everyone's speculation.
"As it happens, I know who the first owner of this bracelet was." Jian Ziyan placed the bronze bracelet in his palm and held it high in front of the camera under the light so that the audience could see its full appearance more clearly. "According to the records in the Yaji Daguolu, there was an emperor in the An Dynasty 3,800 years ago, whose reign was called Chongxing. Emperor Chongxing lost his mother when he was young. His father, Emperor Longjia, found a cousin from his mother's family to take care of him in the palace when he was very young. Emperor Chongxing secretly fell in love with his cousin when he was a teenager, but later when Emperor Chongxing ascended the throne, his cousin's family rebelled. Emperor Chongxing misunderstood that his cousin had informed her family and executed her for treason."
At this point, the barrage was already filled with exclamation marks, question marks, and onomatopeia such as "wuwuwu".
"Later, the truth came out. Not only did my cousin not betray Emperor Chongxing, she even pleaded for him in front of her family many times, and was even expelled from the family." Jian Ziyan's eyebrows were still very calm, like a storyteller who had seen everything. "However, the furious Emperor Chongxing did not listen to her explanation at all, and executed her in a rage. After her death, Emperor Chongxing regretted it deeply, and not only posthumously named her Empress Xian'en, but also made this bronze jade bracelet to be buried with her to show his respect and honor for her."
"This is the story of this bronze bracelet."
Jian Ziyan looked deeply at Qin Wang and said, "It is the love and regret of an emperor."
Qin Wang stared at him with a gentle smile on his lips, but under the scorching light, there was a pool of crystal liquid in the depths of his eyes, hanging in the air.
[Master Jian will never disappoint]
[Ahhh, I'm so angry after hearing this! My cousin is not worth it! Die, you dog emperor! 】
[Even though this is such an ancient and unpopular history, how profound is Jian Ziyan’s background…]
[Is it my illusion? It seems that Mr. Qin is about to cry after hearing this]
[That’s right, it turns out that workaholic Mr. Qin is actually a passionate person…]
"What a touching story." The host sighed and said, "Master Jian, what about the other one?"
Jian Ziyan retracted his gaze, put the bronze bracelet back to its original place, and unfolded the rolled-up calligraphy and painting.
As soon as he opened it, his eyes fixed.
This is a colorful ink painting, which shows a little crimson fox squatting in front of the window, welcoming the breeze and sunset outside.
The fox is lifelike and the whole picture is beautiful and peaceful, yet it reveals a sense of desolation and sadness the moment it unfolds.
It seems that the painter put his own emotions into the painting, and behind this seemingly peaceful scene of a fox basking in the sun, something happened that broke his heart.
Jian Ziyan looked at the painting for a long time.
He was looking at the painting and Qin Wang was looking at him. There seemed to be an independent aura between the two of them that prevented anyone else from interrupting.
The host couldn't help but whispered, "Master Jian... is there any problem with this painting?"
Jian Ziyan came back to his senses.
"No." He said softly, rolling up the painting and handing it to Qin Wang, "Qin Wang, it seems that you have to compensate your aunt with a treasure. This painting of yours was made by a modern person, and then it was made to imitate the ancient times. Although the craftsmanship is very exquisite, it is fake."
Since it is a treasure appraisal program, of course there will be real and fake items brought up, but no one expected that someone of Qin Wang's status would bring up fake items.
The audience expressed surprise, but Qin Wang did not show any surprise.
His deep black eyes fixed
Looking at Jian Ziyan, he smiled and said, "It seems that bleeding is inevitable."
Jian Ziyan nodded slightly, and just like any other treasure appraisal he had done, he turned around and returned to his seat when it was over.
Qin Wang kept watching him walk back and sit down, then he took the things off the stage and also sat in the position specially prepared for the treasure holder within the camera's shooting range.
Perhaps it’s because of their good looks, even when the two separated, the camera still followed them vaguely, and all the audience’s eyes could not be taken away.
As we watched, someone with sharp eyes appeared.
[What's going on? Is it my CP that's been in my head? Why does it feel like Mr. Qin's eyes are always looking in Teacher Jian's direction! ]
[You are not alone in front of me... I noticed it just now, but I didn't dare to say it.]
[Damn, this seems to be true...]
The darlings on the stage came and went, and Qin Wang always clapped symbolically. If you look closely, you will find that his eyes are always fixed in the direction of Jian Ziyan, and the tenderness in his eyes is about to overflow.
He was so blatant and had no intention of hiding anything, which made even those who were originally simple-minded become suspicious...
However, no matter how curious everyone was, no one would have the courage to ask Qin Wang or Jian Ziyan what the relationship between them was.
Isn’t this the King of Hell’s wish for life to be too long?
But excluding the weird President Qin, this last episode can be considered a successful conclusion.
When all the content was finished and the time was almost up, the program team decided to randomly select ten lucky viewers in the live broadcast room. They could ask any appraiser any questions. Of course, this is a national live broadcast, and the degree of discretion determines the degree of social death.
The first few questions were normal, until the last audience member was picked. An excited scream was heard over the speakers, and then the speaker cleared his throat in a reserved manner and asked politely.
"I have a question for Teacher Jane."
Jian Ziyan nodded: "Please speak."
The audience was so excited that their voices trembled a little: "Teacher Jian, I have been paying attention to you these seven days. Your fingers are really beautiful! Can you play the piano?"
As soon as this question was asked, a burst of good-natured laughter was heard at the scene and in the live broadcast room.
Jian Ziyan is the most handsome guy in this show. It's a tacit knowledge among everyone how many people have thoughts about him, but to ask it directly in front of the whole country really makes people admire his lust.
Jian Ziyan didn't expect this to be a question. He paused and suddenly smiled.
Amidst everyone's surprised gazes, he nodded generously.
"Of course I will."
There was a moment of silence, and then a slight uproar broke out.
Amidst all the surprised gazes, Qin Wang also smiled, his eyes looking somewhat distant and broken.
"Although this request is very abrupt..." The audience member who asked the question sounded like he was about to faint, "I wonder if we have the honor to hear Teacher Jian's performance?"
Suddenly, a large number of exclamation marks and comments of support floated across the barrage.
Jian Ziyan could not directly answer this question as it was not part of the program process.
The host at the side went down to listen to what the director said, then trotted back to the stage, smiling and saying, "The director just told me that there is a piano in the studio. If Master Jian is willing, we can enjoy the piano at any time!"
In an instant, cheers rang out from the barrage and the scene at the same time.
Jian Ziyan was a little confused. Was the program added so casually? Could it be that the live broadcast time had not yet arrived, so they deliberately used him to delay the time?
No matter how funny he complained in his heart, Jian Ziyan still stood up gracefully.
"Well," he said, "I'll make a fool of myself then."
No one expected that he would actually agree, and they became even more excited.
Jian Ziyan said he could play the piano, but no one thought his skills were that good. After all, it was obvious that he had spent a lot of time learning his professional knowledge. Even if he said he had been learning since he was in his mother's womb, no one would believe it.
After all, this is a live broadcast in front of the national audience. If he really plays it wrong or not well, there will inevitably be idiots jumping out to attack him, which also makes those who really like him sweat.
However, Jian Ziyan's expression remained the same as always, just like when facing any antique jewel, elegant and indifferent, not surprised by fame or disgrace.
He walked towards the piano in the studio, with a beam of light above his head following him. When he was almost in front of the piano, he suddenly turned around and looked back in the direction of the treasure holder's seat.
"Qin Wang." Amidst the astonishment, he spoke slowly, "Are you interested in playing a duet with me?"
After a moment of extreme silence, the scene and the live broadcast room exploded together.
[What the hell! What the hell! What the hell! What the hell! What did I hear! ]
[What, my CP came true? ]
[Don’t think too much about it. It’s not surprising that elegant people make friends through music…right…]
【Family members, I am so excited now! 】
Blocking out all sounds and gazes, Jian Ziyan's gaze passed through the entire stage and fell directly into Qin Wang's eyes.
Qin Wang let out a breath gently.
"It's an honor," he said.
…
The two sat side by side at the piano and looked into each other's eyes for a short while.
"Do you know which song I'm going to play?" Jian Ziyan asked.
"No one knows it better than me." Qin Wang said in a low voice.
Jian Ziyan curled the corners of his mouth.
The conversation between the two was like telling a riddle. Everyone stared with wide eyes, watching them put their hands on the piano, and then their fingers danced at the same time.
It starts with a very gentle melody, just like being wrapped in the mother's arms and wandering in this huge world, secluded in a corner, but absolutely safe.
It is a yearning for light and the future, which makes everyone who hears it feel the warmth radiating from the heart.
As soon as this prelude sounded, all the sounds in the studio suddenly disappeared, and everyone was shocked by this music that seemed to penetrate the soul.
This song, which once amazed the world in another world, finally shines in the world that truly belongs to Jian Ziyan. With its unstoppable light, it also shocked all living beings.
And because this is a duet performance of the same level, the tone is fuller than that of a single person, and it is easier to push the emotions to a climax.
Then the music gradually climbed to its peak, and in the ultimate beautiful anticipation, the scale suddenly rose to a higher level!
The gentle melody became high-pitched, and a deep and lingering feeling permeated into the high-pitchedness.
People seemed to see the souls of the two performers transformed into these heart-stirring notes, or rather, these notes were entangled in their souls. They played with such devotion that all their emotions seemed to be burning. Although it was such an affectionate piece of music, it revealed a sense of despair and sadness.
When the song ended, not only did the two players fall silent at the same time, but everyone who heard it was also unable to come back to their senses.
A minute later, sparse barrages of comments began to flow again.
【Have any of you heard this song? 】
[No... I just opened the song recognition function and it showed no song.]
[Don't tell me that one of them did this themselves]
The host also asked the same question with a shocked expression.
Qin Wang didn't look at Jian Ziyan. He stood up and said as a matter of course, "Yes, this song was written by Xiaoyan himself. I'm honored to be his first listener and student in this world."
audience and students.
The host couldn't help but let out a sharp gasp, then smiled bitterly: "Oh my God, Master Jian is really trying to make us die... It's really frustrating to compare yourself to others. Not only does he have such a profound historical background, he also has such a great talent for piano. I am so ashamed of myself!"
Jian Ziyan recognized the word game Qin Wang was playing, glanced at him lightly, and said with a smile: "I composed this song when I was bored in my spare time. Thank you all for your support."
I did it in my spare time when I was bored.
It's so Versailles that it makes people hate it, but at the same time, it's impossible to feel jealous at all because of the unattainable height.
Just as the host said, comparing yourself with others will only make you feel tiring, so it’s better not to compare.
However, after this program, Jian Ziyan became completely famous throughout the country and became extremely popular, which no one could reach.
…
The seven-day program finally ended. Jian Ziyan changed back into his clothes backstage, rejected a lot of people he knew and didn't know who came to offer their attention, and walked out of the TV station alone.
As he stepped out of the door, he raised his head and frowned slightly.
The sky was so dark without a single ray of light, which seemed a little unusual. But after looking at it for a while, he couldn't tell what was wrong.
419's voice sounded: "Host, what's wrong with you?"
"Nothing." Jian Ziyan pursed his lips, "Xiaojiu, now that the show is over, are you going back?"
"It's almost time." 419 exuded a strong aura of not wanting to go back to work. "Before the headquarters sends a second notice to urge me, let me stay idle for a few more days."
Jian Ziyan showed a hint of helplessness.
Just then, a dark, low-key car stopped beside him, and the window slid down, revealing Qin Wang's face.
"Do you want to go back and rest?" He asked as usual, as if nothing had happened.
Jian Ziyan glanced at him, and through those dark eyes, he easily saw through his gloom and nervousness.
"Come down and take a walk." Jian Ziyan said, "If you go back without saying anything, will you be able to sleep at night?"
Qin Wang's breathing became disordered, and his voice immediately became hoarse: "I thought you wanted to continue to escape."
He immediately parked the car in a roadside parking space, then made a phone call, walked to Jian Ziyan and looked at him intently.
Jian Ziyan continued to walk forward, and Qin Wang immediately followed.
It was already late at night and the surroundings were very quiet. The two walked silently on the sidewalk. The atmosphere was undercurrent and far from peaceful as it seemed on the surface.
"Xiao Yan, you know everything, right?" Qin Wang broke the atmosphere, "You know who I am."
"You made it so obvious. If I didn't know, I would be a fool." Jian Ziyan said calmly, "You first changed your name, and then started sending me your poems... If you really wanted to hide it, you wouldn't write poems in that way. That's what I taught you, right?"
Qin Wang's vision was a little blurry.
"If I was just skeptical at that time, today you have slapped the answer directly in my face." Jian Ziyan said, "The story of the bronze bracelet, the painting, and the song - what should I call you? Qin Wang, Lu Wufeng, Pei Mingjue, Yin Yao, or those names that are hard to let go of in the past?"
As this hidden secret was revealed bit by bit, Jian Ziyan found that his heart was at peace, a long-lost peace.
He no longer wanted to escape, no longer found it difficult to face it, but spoke it out calmly, and had a face-to-face conversation with the person who had entangled him for nine lifetimes.
A tear rolled down Qin Wang's chin.
"You recognized me and responded to me," he said. "You invited me to play that piece with you, just to respond to me, right?"
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