Chapter 142

When Wang Qian released the microblog news.

The comment area under his microblog was like a frying pan.

In the blink of an eye, a few unclear speeches came out.

"Professor Wang appeared?"

"Professor Wang, if there is no work, it's nothing. It's the same if you send it again next time."

"Guo Zhuangzhuang is proud of the villain over there and says Professor Wang, you're afraid."

"Hahaha, those who said that Professor Wang was afraid and pretended to be dead really laughed me to death. Although that one cut plum is good, it still doesn't exceed Professor Wang's drunken flower Yin. Well? Take out any of Professor Wang's ancient Ci works, which is enough to exceed this one cut plum, two jiangchengzi, two butterflies love flowers, no more than this one cut plum?"

"I said Professor Wang couldn't be a counselor."

"Professor Wang..."

……

Many fans who supported Wang Qian spoke one after another and expressed their support for Wang Qian.

Most people are sober.

Would not believe that Wang Qian would be so counselled, and then pretended to be dead in silence.

Wang Qian has always been a talent overflow in their eyes. He will not be afraid at any time and has a very responsible existence.

Because of an old saying?

It's impossible!

And

Most people still have some appreciation.

Even if you don't have high appreciation ability, you can roughly see some situations by looking at the appreciation sent by others.

That is, although Guo Zhuang's plum cutting song released on behalf of Xiao Dongmei is indeed a rare masterpiece in modern times, it still lags behind Wang Qian's other ancient Ci works.

Then, Wang Qian had no reason to hide in silence.

Now

Wang Qian made a speech and explained that he was too busy to see it.

Everyone suddenly realized that in just a few minutes, more than 100000 people praised and forwarded, and tens of thousands of people left messages. Fans want to forward Wang Qian's words for others to see!

……

Shanghai.

Seeing Wang Qian's speech, Yang Yu immediately said, "Wang Qian came out. He said he was too busy to see it just now."

Li Qingyao is also looking at his mobile phone and whispered, "I guess. He can't pretend to be silent. Even if he loses, he will be upright."

Yang Yu: "hehe, we all know. However, some people like to bring rhythm, and many people just like to be brought rhythm. This is the Internet."

Li Qingyao brushed Wang Qian's microblog and found that Wang Qian had not sent his works for the time being. She was slightly disappointed. Then she kept staring at Wang Qian's microblog and wanted to see the latest microblog news sent by Wang Qian for the first time.

Buzzing

The phone vibrated.

Show Liu Lihua's name.

Li Qingyao glanced and ignored it.

……

Capital.

Xueman jumped up from his chair and said loudly, "Wang Qian appeared. He said he was too busy to see it just now. He will release a work soon!"

Xue Zhenguo glared at Xueman: "it's a little Chengfu. It depends on what you look like."

Xueman smiled: "Oh!"

She was a little strange about her performance.

It seems that some people care too much about Wang Qian's performance.

However, neither she nor her father Xue Zhenguo believed those with rhythm on the Internet, and did not believe that Wang Qian would pretend to be dead silent.

"Let me see what works he will publish. I guess it may also be a pruning plum."

Xueman whispered.

Xue Zhenguo agreed.

Drunken flower Yin to drunken flower Yin.

One cut plum, of course, one cut plum.

……

Mountain city!

Guo Zhuangzhuang's legs hurt when he stood.

However, looking at Xiao Dongmei who has been standing there and continues to spray ink, he dare not complain.

Xiao Dongmei wrote Wang Qian's drunken flower Yin again on the paper. After writing, she put down her brush, looked carefully, read it gently, and said softly, "this word, in history, can also be called one of the representative works of graceful words. I'm not as good as him."

Finally.

Guo Zhuangzhuang hurriedly said, "then he was also beaten silent by your song pruning plum."

Without looking at Guo Zhuangzhuang, Xiao Dongmei took a sip of tea from her tea cup and asked faintly, "do you really think so?"

Guo Zhuang Zhuang was silent and smiled gently.

Of course he didn't really think so. He said so deliberately. He just wanted to blow Wang Qian's reputation.

Xiao Dongmei sat down gently on a mahogany chair. Her white gauze skirt was scattered around at will. Two strands of hair hung down in her ears and looked at the river view in the distance: "I heard of him for the first time and read his works. I was shocked. Modern people can write such good ancient poems. I studied each of his works carefully and talked about them several times in class. I found that my understanding of ancient poems has risen to a higher level."

"Guo Zhuangzhuang, if you don't have so many crooked ways in your heart and study the knowledge itself carefully, maybe you don't need to copy other people's works. You always think of yourself as my friend when you go out, and I hope you are really qualified to be my friend."

Xiao Dongmei's eyes looked at Guo Zhuangzhuang.

Guo Zhuangzhuang felt as if he were standing naked in the sun, and all the secrets were exposed.

These eyes seemed to see through his inner thoughts.

Guo Zhuangzhuang was under great pressure. There was a sense of shame and shame in his heart. He looked away and didn't dare to look at those eyes. He whispered, "I, I just..."

He wanted to explain that he was wronged for not plagiarizing.

But I can't say it.

I feel that everything I say is sophistry, a blasphemy to those eyes, and the other party will certainly not believe his sophistry.

Guo Zhuangzhuang was silent.

Buzz!

The cell phone vibrated.

It's the message reminder he set up.

He seemed to grasp the straw, hurriedly took out his mobile phone to unlock the screen and looked at it.

It's Wang Qian's microblog!

"Wang Qian sent a message saying that he was very busy just now and had no time."

"This should be an excuse," Guo said instinctively

Xiao Dongmei smiled: "how do you know it's an excuse?"

Guo Zhuangzhuang was silent again, frowned and thought for a moment and said, "it must be an excuse..."

Xiao Dongmei shook her head: "I believe he is telling the truth."

In fact, Guo Zhuang felt that Wang Qian should be telling the truth, but he just didn't want to admit it.

After all, no matter how you look at Wang Qian, Guo Zhuangzhuang must also admit that Wang Qian's talent and character are not picky.

Such a person should not lie.

He just instinctively and deliberately said something to discredit.

However, this is obviously meaningless in front of Xiao Dongmei.

Guo Zhuangzhuang smiled: "he highly praised your pruning plum. Moreover, he said that in order to show respect, he would write his works on paper and then take photos and send them out."

Xiao Dongmei nodded with expectation in her eyes: "I'm looking forward to whether the plum cut he wrote will be as excellent as drunken flower Yin. Today, it's also my blessing to witness the birth of these two works."

Xiao Dongmei herself also felt that Wang Qian would probably respond to herself by writing an ancient word with the same brand of words.

Guo Zhuangzhuang did not refute this. He also felt that Wang Qian would write a song of pruning plum, silence again, bow his head and start brushing his mobile phone. He just wanted to finish the matter quickly and leave.

He doesn't want to be friends with Xiao Dongmei.

I can't carry it!

Xiao Dongmei got up and poured Guo Zhuangzhuang a cup of tea: "sit down and stand for a long time."

Guo Zhuangzhuang nodded and sat down with his legs numb.

However, without Xiao Dongmei talking, he really didn't dare to sit.

Guo Zhuangzhuang picked up his tea cup and drank it: "good tea."

Xiao Dongmei: "it's brick tea in the shop at the door. I'm not very good at making tea. I make it casually."

Guo Zhuang was speechless.

Sister, please forgive me!

He really didn't dare to chat with Xiao Dongmei.

He continued to brush his mobile phone with his head down. Now Guo Zhuangzhuang just wants to escape here early.

Ding!

Wang Qian's microblog updated a new message.

Guo Zhuang looked up quickly.

It was the first time he was so eager to see Wang Qian's latest microblog news, which was more urgent than all Wang Qian's fans.

A message came out.

"I just improvised a few words. Let's have a look!"

Here is a video.

Guo Zhuang opened the video and said to Xiao Dongmei, "Wang Qian replied!"

Xiao Dongmei nodded gently, stood up from the chair, and then came to the table. She picked up the brush and stained it with ink. Her right hand steadily held the brush and hovered on the paper. Her left hand gently pulled the sleeve of her right arm and said faintly, "read!"

Guo Zhuangzhuang looked at the video without blinking. In the video, Wang Qian also wrote words on the paper with a brush, and then read them out along the words.

"Cut the plum, don't worry!"

Sure enough.

Another pruning plum.

Xiao Dongmei looked at the brush and white paper carefully, waved her right hand quickly, and cut Mei quickly.

Guo Zhuangzhuang's voice read out slowly with Wang Qian's brush in the video.

"Red lotus root fragrance, remnant jade mat autumn."

"Take off your clothes and go on the blue boat alone."

Guo Zhuangzhuang's look also became extremely serious, staring at the video picture without blinking.

Xiao Dongmei's hands became more steady.

Just two sentences.

They know that this word may be another masterpiece.

Guo Zhuangzhuang immediately read out the text under the brush in the video.

"Who sent brocade books in the clouds?"

"When the wild goose returns, the moon is full in the West building."

Hiss!

Guo Zhuangzhuang took a breath.

Finish reading shangque.

He just wanted to praise - OK!

Xiao Dongmei's eyes also twinkled with a trace of amazement, but her hand holding the pen was still calm, every stroke, steady and steady.

Guo Zhuang Zhuang paused.

Xiao Dongmei's eyes flashed eagerness and expectation, and quickly said a word: "read!"

Guo Zhuang Zhuang nodded and immediately continued to read according to the text in the video.

"Flowers float away and water flows by itself."

"One Acacia, two idle worries."

"There is no way to eliminate this situation."

"Just under the eyebrow, but on the heart."

After Guo Zhuangzhuang finished reading, he just felt as if he was a little depressed.

This word.

In the eyes of his special challenger, he is almost impeccable.

After reading, you can feel the sadness and missing pain that is almost overflowing from the paper.

He couldn't help but put it into it and recalled his feelings when he fell in love with his heart.

However, he knew that the word was more appropriate for women.

Almost every word, every word and every sentence really wrote in a woman's heart.

He is a writer with profound literary heritage and studies women's hearts.

Shake your head gently!

Guo Zhuang Zhuang's dissatisfaction and resentment towards Wang Qian disappeared without a trace.

In the face of this talent, his jealousy was insignificant and ridiculous.

He looked at Xiao Dongmei and found that Xiao Dongmei had written this song quickly. Don't worry about cutting plum, and then stood there quietly watching.

Guo Zhuang Zhuang did not dare to speak, and quietly looked at Xiao Dongmei's sentence on the paper.

Even if he was older than Xiao Dongmei, he graduated many years earlier, but in front of Xiao Dongmei, he felt as if he was a little shorter and a generation shorter, and was much more restrained.

A few minutes passed.

Seeing that Xiao Dongmei didn't speak, Guo Zhuang Zhuang couldn't help but say, "Dongmei, do I want to talk back?"

Xiao Dongmei looked up at Guo Zhuangzhuang, then continued to stare at the words written by herself on the paper and read them softly: "the red lotus root fragrance can be seen in the autumn of the jade mat. Gently untie the Luo clothes and go on the LAN boat alone. Who in the cloud sends the brocade book? When the wild goose word returns, the moon will fill the West Tower."

"Flowers float away, water flows by itself, one Acacia, two idle worries. There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I frown, but on my heart!"

After Xiao Dongmei finished reading, the whole person became a little sad and said softly, "just say that I Xiao Dongmei saw Mr. Wang Qian's two great works today, so that I can know that today's people are not inferior to the ancients. I admire Mr. Wang Qian's talent and hope to have the opportunity to ask Mr. Wang for advice on creation and calligraphy in person in the future."

Guo Zhuangzhuang stared at Xiao Dongmei: "do you really want to say that?"

So, that's a clear admission of defeat.

With Guo Zhuangzhuang's character, he is absolutely impossible to do such a thing.

Even if your works crush me into slag, I will argue a few words, or simply pretend to be dead in silence.

Admit defeat?

It doesn't exist!

This is also the reason why there is no first place in literature.

Of course, there are reasons why each flower enters each eye.

But the biggest reason is.

Many literati, such as Guo Zhuangzhuang, are shameless.

Come on, SAPO.

Anyway, I just don't admit defeat. I don't admit that you are better than me.

There's nothing you can do.

If you admit defeat publicly, you will be short in the future.

How does that work?

Therefore, when Guo Zhuang saw that Xiao Dongmei wanted to say so, he asked again with certainty.

I've often heard that Xiao Dongmei is a pure scholar. She doesn't care about winning or losing. Her character is straightforward!

For the first time, he watched Xiao Dongmei admit defeat.

Xiao Dongmei didn't care about Guo Zhuang's eyes and continued to look at her words: "well, that's it."

Without hesitation, Guo Zhuangzhuang directly edited Xiao Dongmei's words on his microblog.

……

Capital.

Ding!

Xueman's mobile phone prompts.

She immediately took out her mobile phone and saw a video on Wang Qian's microblog. She was a little surprised and said, "Wang Qian released a video of his works."

Xue Zhenguo also quickly put down a thread bound book in his hand and walked over to see Wang Qian's calligraphy with his own eyes. At the same time, he also looked forward to Wang Qian's works.

Video playback.

Xueman whispered it out.

Red lotus root fragrance, remnant jade mat autumn.

Take off your clothes and go to the blue boat alone.

Who sent brocade books in the clouds.

When the wild goose returns, the moon is full in the West building!

Flowers float away and water flows by itself.

One Acacia, two idle sorrow.

There is no way to eliminate this situation.

Just under the eyebrows, but on the heart.

Read it quickly!

Xueman's body trembled. The whole person seemed to be struck by lightning and stood there with his mobile phone.

She felt as if an electric light had directly broken her heart and went deep into her heart.

The last drunken flower Yin is like this!

This song cuts plum!

Still!

Xueman feels as if the protagonist in Wang Qian's works is himself.

The feeling of bringing in is extremely strong. After reading, I feel my heart trembling.

Xue Zhenguo's eyes also twinkled with hot light and murmured in a low voice, "good! Good! Good!"

Three good words in succession.

Xue Zhenguo said seriously, "this word is not inferior to Zhao Qingyue's representative works of graceful words. This Wang Qian is really a monster. He is the first person in contemporary ancient poetry and deserves his name!"

I wrote good bold and unrestrained words before, and now I write a good work that is not inferior to the representative works of graceful words.

A big man describes a woman's mind so delicately.

What is not a demon?

Xue Zhenguo couldn't help but give Wang Qianguan the name of the first person in contemporary ancient poetry.

Xueman is still silent. He looks down at the mobile phone video and is still intoxicated in this pruning plum.

……

On Wang Qian's microblog, the video has just been released for more than ten minutes, more than hundreds of thousands of people have praised and forwarded it, and the number of messages has exceeded 100000.

Countless fans, as well as gourmet netizens, have been shocked.

"After reading the professor's drunken flower Yin, she wanted to cry. After reading a pruning plum, she cried out directly!"

"Just ask who else? Although Guo Zhuangzhuang's pruning plum is also a good work, it is obviously different from Professor Wang's pruning plum. I am a big man who has the impulse to cry."

"What a beautiful word, Professor Wang, why do you understand women's minds so delicately and clearly? Beauty cried to me."

"Dongli drinks wine. After dusk, there is a faint fragrance filling his sleeves. Don't lose your soul. The curtain rolls the west wind. People are thinner than yellow flowers. - flowers float away, water flows away, one Acacia and two idle worries. There is no way to eliminate this situation. Only then do you frown, but go to your heart. Look at me crying. What kind of talent is this? Can you write such beautiful and delicate words?"

"Since I paid attention to Professor Wang, I have learned to play the piano, read books, write calligraphy, write ancient poetry and sing. I asked who else in the entertainment industry can do this?"

"Professor Wang's handwriting is also amazing. It is said that this is a thin gold body created by Professor Wang. Many calligraphers are imitating and learning."

"Woo woo, look at me crying."

"The word talent will overflow from the mobile phone screen."

……

Since Wang Qian went on the good sound stage yesterday, the heat has been at the top of the list until now.

Now, the interactive microblog between him and Guo Zhuangzhuang and the published ancient Ci works are also hot, catching up with the top of the list and ranking second!

One person monopolizes the top two real-time hot spots.

It is also extremely rare in the entertainment industry.

If you get rid of those who rely on hype, you will only occupy the first and second place by relying solely on your own works.

Then Wang Qian is the only one.

Because Wang Qian has no professional speculation from a brokerage company, he only relies on his personal strength and works to win the world.

Many we media inside and outside the circle, star artists and online popular anchors have come out to rub the heat.

Liu Jifeng: "senior brother, senior brother, senior brother! I finished it on my knees. I would be satisfied if I had one tenth of your talent. Just ask you for a pair of calligraphy next time."

……

Zhao Lei: "brother Wang, your talent has broken through the sky. Speaking of breaking through the sky, my new film sea cannon officially began to prepare, invested 150 million science fiction masterpieces, and strive to break the science fiction desert in China..."

……

Wang Jingyu: "Professor Wang, I bring my own pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Next time you come to the program, please give me a pair of ink treasures. I want these two words, drunken flower Yin and a pruning plum. I want to frame them and hang them in my study!"

……

Cui Wenfeng: "now you know my pressure. Who dares to say that I am Wang Qian's mentor? Who am I anxious with?"

……

Sophie: "I really cried after reading it. There is an illusion, as if Professor Wang wrote a work for me."

……

Li Qingyao: "good work!"

……

The popularity of Wang Qian's two works soared.

Drunken flower Yin.

A prune of plum.

The two brand names have also been listed in the popular news on microblog, ranking 78 in popularity, and have also become popular words on other platforms.

This is absolutely amazing.

When did everyone like literature so much?

When did such a pure literary term appear on the popular list of entertainment news?

Never.

This is the first time.

So many people are seriously discussing literary works on the entertainment platform.

At the same time!

Guo Zhuangzhuang also published Xiao Dongmei's words, which once again aroused a heated discussion.

Everyone recognized Xiao Dongmei's talent.

Moreover, Xiao Dongmei's information was also found out by everyone.

Many people said they were shocked.

This

It's a great God they don't know!

"It's the great God of winter plum. I bought her winter plum collection. It's said that it's the most popular poet in modern poetry collection in recent years."

"I was admitted to Jingcheng University at the age of 16 and graduated from the Chinese Department of Jingcheng University. Now I am a professor of the Chinese Department of Shancheng University. I am 33 years old. I have published two collections of modern poetry and one of the most famous poets in the field of modern poetry. Why do I feel like a waste in my early thirties?"

"Why is Guo Zhuangzhuang such a shameless person friends with Xiao Dongmei?"

"Xiao Dongmei's generous admission of defeat is admirable! However, her cut plum is a good work, but it is still a grade worse than Professor Wang's cut plum."

……

Many ordinary people know the existence and experience of Xiao Dongmei, a modern poet, at this moment.

Even if the cumulative sales of Xiao Dongmei's two Dongmei collections over the past five years have exceeded one million, it can be regarded as the poet who has sold the most poems among contemporary poets!

However, there are still few people who know her.

Even some people who have bought her Dongmei collection don't know who Dongmei is.

Now.

Xiao Dongmei burst into flames in another way.

After checking Xiao Dongmei's information, many people searched the whole network and didn't find Xiao Dongmei's social account.

No microblog.

No shaking appointment!

No official account.

It does not exist on any other public platform.

I couldn't find any photos of Xiao Dongmei herself.

As if.

This person really doesn't exist.

This is really an incredible thing in the era of network information explosion.

……

Wang Qian finally had breakfast and filled his stomach.

Murong Yue, Jiang Yu and Qin Xuerong were all hungry and ate in big gulps.

Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen sisters are more gentle. They eat a little casually. They are not hungry themselves, and they are more cautious and dare not take a big bite.

However, the two sisters looked up at Wang Qian from time to time, and then looked at each other.

While eating, Wang Qian looked at his mobile phone and was afraid of missing any important information at the moment.

Tang Hepeng @ he sent a message: "the representative works of graceful and restrained CI are not inferior to Zhao Qingyue. I admire it. When Professor Wang has time, he will come back to Zhejiang University to give a lecture. Just talk about these two works."

Wang Qian replied: "Professor Tang has been praised too much. He may not have time to give lectures."

Liu Shengnan sent a message: "how did you guess my mind?"

In Wang Qian's mind, Liu Shengnan's natural and relaxed face appeared and replied with two words: "Guess!"

Then, I saw Guo Zhuangzhuang's reply.

Xiao Dongmei praised Wang Qian generously and said that she would ask for advice on creation and calligraphy face to face next time.

Wang Qian said on his microblog: "I've seen your winter plum collection. It seems that I bought one last year. It's really a rare contemporary masterpiece with rich humanistic thinking and profound literary heritage. Unexpectedly, it's my honor to communicate with you and exchange two works today."

"In fact, my works are only obtained from heaven by chance. In terms of real talent, I'm really far inferior to you. I hope to ask you face-to-face next time."

This is Wang Qian's truth.

He really admired and appreciated Xiao Dongmei, a pure modern poet.

Talented, low-key, concentrate on learning.

Moreover, he really bought a collection of Dongmei and read Xiao Dongmei's works two years ago.

That's why I admire each other so much.

On true talent and practical learning.

He also really can't catch up with each other's heels.

But

Qin Xuerong, Murong Yue, Jiang Yu, Xu Wenwen and Xu Xiaoxiao all paid attention to Wang Qian and quickly read the microblog news released by Wang Qian.

Then

Five pairs of eyes looked at Wang Qian strangely.

Wang Qian was having dinner when he suddenly found that it was much quieter.

No one else?

He looked up at several people.

Found that everyone looked at themselves with strange eyes.

"Why? Why don't you eat?"

Wang Qian asked strangely. He handed Qin Xuerong a fried dough stick and an egg to the guest in Xu Xiaoxiao's bowl: "eat quickly!"

Murong Yue stared at Wang Qian and disdained to say, "pretend to be a criminal!"

Jiang Yu also used a learned network language: "pretend to force like the wind, often in you."

Qin Xuerong also smiled, lowered his head and ate the fried dough sticks given by Wang Qian.

Although Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen sisters wanted to talk, they felt they were not so familiar, so they kept silent, but the eyes looking at Wang Qian were obviously the same as those of Murong Yue and Jiang Yu.

You pretend to be a bully!

Wang Qian quickly realized that he was wronged and explained, "I'm telling the truth! Xiao Dongmei's talent really dumped me on the street. I can think of some good works occasionally. If I really talk about real talent and learning, she crushed me. I graduated from Beiying film and I'm a doctor of Peking University."

Jiang Yu cut a sound, did not speak, also continued to eat.

Murong Yue smiled: "hehe, so? Then you crush other people's works with your works! Then you say to others in turn, you are more talented than me! If I were Xiao Dongmei, I hate you."

This

Wang Qian listened to Murong Yue.

His behavior is indeed some suspicion of pretending to force. If the other party is careful, he may really hate himself.

Xu Wenwen couldn't help laughing and hurriedly buried his head to eat.

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at Wang Qian and whispered, "Professor Wang, education is very important. But education can't measure anything on you. Don't be so modest in the future. It may make others angry."

modest?

ok

Wang Qian said he gave up, smiled at Xu, and then continued to eat.

On this topic, Wang Qian conceded defeat.

After a quick meal, Wang Qian wanted to see everyone's reaction and whether Xiao Dongmei was angry. Do you want to explain yourself.

Murong Yue shouted, "Wang Qian, we have broken the record again!"

Another record?

Wang Qian was a little stunned and then understood what it was.

I've been listening to thousands of people and haven't refreshed the data yet.

Wang Qian's cell phone rang.

It's Xu Zhongfei.