The onlookers, scholars and writers, were eager to step forward and catch a glimpse of the calligrapher.
But Chen Bin stood guard in the middle like a door god.
Their cold gaze and aura that kept strangers at bay made them dare not make a move.
In contrast, Lin Rui hesitated for a moment before deciding to add his signature.
float…
Suddenly, Lin Rui was startled!
He lowered his head and looked at the pen in his hand, his expression quite interesting.
Is the ink out?
Instinctively, I wanted Chen Bin to grind the ink.
But as soon as he turned around, he saw a group of over a hundred people gathered a dozen meters away.
Lin Rui suddenly didn't want to continue and threw the pen at a nearby stone block.
"Are you able to leave?"
"Can."
"I'm outta here, can you handle it?"
"Mr. Lin, please go ahead, I'll be there shortly."
I'm outta here.
Lin Rui turned and left without looking back.
Yan Ruoxi and the others were clearly not expected that this outsider, who had just inscribed a message on a white jade tablet, would leave so suddenly!
Logically, such a moment of glory should first be met with a barrage of praise and accolades.
Otherwise, what was your purpose in writing on the white jade in front of everyone?
Are you kidding me?!
Everyone felt like their brains couldn't keep up at that moment.
Clearly, they could categorize Lin Rui's bizarre actions as one of the top ten most baffling human behaviors!
By the time they realized what was happening, Lin Rui had already slipped away under the cover of night, leaving no trace behind.
As for Chen Bin, seeing that these people had stopped being agitated, he calmly took a few steps back and then disappeared into the night as well.
They just slipped away like that?
Everyone looked at each other, puzzled.
"Could it be... that the administrator scared them?"
Yan Ruoxi cautiously raised her question.
Administrator: ? ? ? ?
Good heavens!
Is this how the idea of shifting blame eastward came about?!
The administrator's face immediately darkened.
I'm not taking the blame for this!
Seeing everyone looking at him with strange expressions, he became somewhat frantic.
yes!
At first, I did intend to impose a fine.
But he hasn't even spoken yet, has he?
Heaven knows these two outsiders could write such a timeless masterpiece!
And what kind of look is that?
Do they really think I'm the culprit?
Didn't you send me?
They're acting like they're arresting a criminal, what's the meaning of that?
The administrator felt aggrieved, believing he had been truly wronged!
Many literati and scholars also walked toward Bai Bi in twos and threes.
Looking at the poem Lin Rui inscribed on the white wall, one cannot help but feel refreshed and delighted.
Yan Ruoxi also stood in the crowd, keeping pace.
Looking at the poems on the white wall, she read them carefully, somewhat captivated by the images created by the words.
This is an epic love story that is both moving and inspiring!
It deserves to be recorded in the annals of posterity!
"Why is the signature just a single character, '浮'?"
"No, look, it's obviously out of ink."
"Who in Washington state is...?"
“You idiot, they come from other places, yet they have such talent. Combined with the word ‘floating,’ it’s almost certain that it’s ‘floating life.’”
"Fleeting Life?!"
"Was that young man Fusheng?"
…
The people at the scene were stunned!
Yan Ruoxi covered her mouth slightly, her eyes filled with shock.
But soon, her face showed disappointment, with a hint of regret.
Life is fleeting!
As a young person, Yan Ruoxi was naturally very familiar with the name Fusheng.
She even downloaded a music app from Xiazhou and paid for all the songs related to "Floating Life".
Furthermore, she was among the first group of fans to follow Fusheng's Weibo account.
In Washington state, she is indeed a public figure, but she also has the right to be a fan.
For example, her father Yan Zhenhui, Wen Qingsong, and so on.
But for Yan Ruoxi, they were both idols and elders.
If you were to ask who among her peers could inspire her admiration, it would be someone else.
undoubtedly.
Only fleeting life.
Looking at the deserted forest path, Yan Ruoxi decided to try her luck and see if she could run into her idol again.
But in the end, she suppressed her inner urges.
Yan Ruoxi took out her phone, pointed it at the poem on the white wall, and pressed the shutter button.
She then posted the photo on Weibo with accompanying text.
[On a night when I unexpectedly encountered life, I saw my idol inscribing words on a white jade wall.]
Just as the Weibo post was published, Yan Ruoxi seemed to remember something, lowered her head, and looked around.
Soon, she saw the calligraphy brush that had fallen to the ground, and quickly bent down to pick it up, holding it tightly in her palm.
The literary world in Washington State is in an uproar!
A single encounter in the golden autumn breeze and dewy moonlight surpasses countless encounters in the mortal world!
If love between two people is meant to last, why should they be together every day and night?
"Tonight, borrowing the story of the Moon Palace Fairy and Niu Sheng, I inscribe words on the white jade of life and passionately write this poem for the season!"
"This poem intertwines sorrow and joy, blends lyricism and commentary into one, and unites the heavens and the earth as one. It is deeply moving and lofty in its intent!"
"The lyrics are ornate yet subtle and profound, leaving a lingering aftertaste!"
"Especially the last two lines, which elevate the entire poem's ideas and artistic conception to a whole new level. I would call them timeless masterpieces!"
Yan Zhenhui!
Speak out on Weibo!
For a time, the entire literary world of Washington State took notice!
No one would think that Yan Zhenhui was deliberately praising someone, and no one would think that Yan Zhenhui was trying to attract attention.
Anyone who sees the poems on the white jade will be compelled to praise Yan Zhenhui's evaluation!
That night, countless literati and artists from Huazhou gathered at the Shuangxing Scenic Area.
They were simply there to catch a glimpse of the magnificent inscription on the white jade tablet!
Shen Jun has arrived.
He Zhongting has arrived.
Yan Zhenhui has arrived.
Wen Qingsong has arrived.
Su Banshan has arrived.
…
In the vast state of Washington, almost all the major literary figures are gathered here!
They will be the first to arrive.
As more and more people come to visit, they either take the high-speed rail or drive alone to this place.
For the literary scene in Washington State.
Tonight, I'm destined to stay awake!
Lin Rui didn't care what the outside world did.
He was stunned!
prestige!
Literary reputation!
It's skyrocketed!
In less than an hour, he gained nearly 20 million reputation points!
At this moment, Lin Rui felt a surge of pride.
He seems to have inadvertently opened the door to a new world!
He discovered that the speed at which one can gain literary fame is now four times faster than before!
wrong.
It's probably still a coefficient issue.
After a moment's thought, Lin Rui made a rough guess.
A sense of belonging!
Previously, posting poems and captions on Weibo had been diminishing my literary reputation.
To put it simply, he comes from Xiazhou.
From the perspective of Huazhou literati, no matter how talented Fusheng was, he ultimately lacked a sense of belonging.
Naturally, the sense of identification will not be high.
Just like men's football, one of the top ten most confusing sports.
No matter how powerful other countries are, even if they win the World Cup, the Chinese people may applaud and cheer, but they will never truly approve of them in their hearts.
But if the eleven players from Vladivostok stand on the green field and win that golden cup, the Chinese people will surely feel a tremendous sense of national pride.
This is the identification determined by a sense of belonging.
In Washington State, many literati and artists spontaneously formed small groups.
They began a thorough search along the streets to see if they could spot Fusheng.
Staff at the Shuangxing Scenic Area, under pressure, also attempted to retrieve surveillance footage.
But soon, they absurdly discovered that all the surveillance footage from today had been hacked!
Even the surveillance footage we see right now is just a replay from yesterday.
Knock knock.
The next day, at 8 a.m.
Hearing a knock at the door, Lin Rui immediately got up and opened it.
The hotel where they stayed was specially arranged by Situ Changqing and was also a property under the Li Group.
Here, Lin Rui doesn't need to worry about his identity being exposed.
Good morning, Uncle Situ.
"Did I disturb your rest?"
"No, I woke up a while ago."
Outside the door stood Situ Changqing and Chen Bin.
Lin Rui invited the two of them in.
"Ever since you inscribed your poem on the white jade, the outside world has been buzzing about it."
"Don't look so miserable, this is a good thing."
Seeing Lin Rui looking sullen, Situ Changqing laughed heartily, finding the child even more endearing.
"No one should have seen what you looked like last night, but Chen Bin, I'm afraid we can't hide it anymore."
"If you continue to dress like this and appear at the Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition, people will definitely speculate about it."
"So, I've arranged for tailors to come over later and try to make you a custom-made outfit as quickly as possible."
"Until then, you two shouldn't go out for a stroll."
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