"We've finally reached Wang Yueheng!"
"It really is a work of calligraphy!"
"It's a pity it's not a new song; I thought he would sing a song for the charity gala."
"Thank goodness it wasn't a pair of boots or a guitar, otherwise I would have been completely crushed by Avril and Bryant."
"The Preface to the Poems Composed at the Orchid Pavilion? What's that?"
"I heard there's a scenic spot in Shaoxing called Lanting, could it be that..."
In the live broadcast room, as auctioneer Yekaterin announced the items Wang Yueheng was bidding on, another round of heated discussion immediately broke out.
Basketball star Kobe Bryant just stepped off the stage.
And H.G. Wells, the science fiction writer who had just received a gift from a friend, also turned his attention back to the stage.
"The Preface to the Orchid Pavilion? That must be an ancient Chinese literary genre..."
Wells, a renowned author, immediately understood the work that Wang Yueheng intended to present.
Besides being a science fiction writer, Wells also had another identity: a professor in the Department of Literature at New South Wales University.
I have a good understanding of and am familiar with literary classics from all over the world.
"Good luck, I hope you can get a good bid."
Leonardo DiCaprio sat with his legs crossed in his seat, squinting slightly as he looked at the stage, silently offering his blessings.
I witnessed Wang Yueheng unexpectedly expose the hypocrisy of Zhen Yantao, a singer who is considered a traitor to the Chinese nation.
Leonardo looked at the Chinese singer with even more admiration.
We also hope that he can represent the new generation of Chinese singers and go further on the international stage.
Wang Zhan, Kong Ruoxi, and others had already seen Wang Yueheng's calligraphy work in advance.
His eyes held a hint of anticipation.
We look forward to seeing the expressions of shock and joy on the faces of more audience members after witnessing Wang Yueheng's calligraphy, which is full of vigor and powerful strokes.
However, to everyone's surprise,
Wang Yueheng himself did not appear on stage.
Instead, the lights on the shell-shaped stage dimmed again.
Instead, a soft, cool-toned light of sky blue illuminated the room.
The shell-shaped theater, illuminated by cool blue light, immediately created a vortex-like scene.
The entire audience felt as if they had been transported into some kind of mysterious time tunnel.
The pupils of every audience member were illuminated by blue light.
"Hmm~ Are we about to time travel?"
"What a dreamlike scene!"
"Don't tell me this calligraphy work is also a virtual creation!"
"Incredible special effects!"...
Online viewers, who also accompanied the audience into the mysterious tunnel vortex, expressed similar amazement and questions.
Even Wells, a seventy-year-old science fiction writer who created many classic science fiction scenes.
At this moment, I was also drawn to the mysterious and dreamlike scene before me.
Words cannot describe the awe-inspiring power of this fantastical scene.
At the same time, he immediately realized it in his heart.
A performance no less impressive than "Descendants of the Dragon" may be just around the corner!
"Tick-tock~"
With the sound of a water droplet falling.
Suddenly, ripples of light appeared from the giant vortex in front of them.
Immediately, the huge vortex on site suddenly flipped ninety degrees, turning into a blue plane.
Slowly.
A red sun gradually appeared on the eastern horizon.
A blazing inferno descended, and the cool-toned plane before everyone's eyes was endlessly enveloped by the radiant light.
In an instant, it transformed into a vast expanse of rivers and lakes.
In the distance, towering green mountains are covered with lush vegetation, and the scenery of the hills is reflected in the river, with the mountains and rivers blending into one color at the horizon.
A thin mist hangs over the river.
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