Chapter 164

Xueman and his father Xue Zhenguo are in front of the tablet at the moment!

Just now, both accounts participated in this lucky draw.

The result, of course, was not drawn again.

Xueman is also one of many big V we media accounts participating in the lucky draw.

She didn't want to rub the heat, but really wanted the prize.

"I missed..."

Xueman looked at the result disappointedly: "there are too many participants. The whole microblog server is stuck. I haven't seen the server get stuck for several years."

Xue Zhenguo's expression is relatively calm. He has long been used to the wind and waves. He has no sorrow or joy about it.

Moreover, he himself didn't like Wang Qian's calligraphy works sent out by this activity on the Internet.

In his opinion, this reduces the stature of the calligrapher.

Spring and snow, we should have a higher style, a higher figure, and keep some distance from xialiba people.

But.

Xue Zhenguo was shocked to see so many people competing for Wang Qian's calligraphy prize.

"Why do so many people rob?"

Xue Zhenguo asked in surprise.

He had never seen anyone whose literary and artistic works were competed for by so many people.

Even the works of the few remaining master calligraphers cannot be so sought after. The people they like are the and collectors in the circle, and ordinary people can't touch them.

and.

Just now someone offered 300000 for the prize and was rejected

The price is also beyond imagination and is almost no weaker than the works of the surviving calligraphy masters.

How old is Wang Qian?

Xueman has opened the microblog of the king of literary theory, read it and explained to his father in a low voice: "I think it has something to do with yesterday's good voice live broadcast."

Xue Zhenguo asked, "what's the relationship?"

Xueman: "yesterday's good voice live broadcast has created a viewing record for more than ten years, reaching 11:00 ratings, and hundreds of millions of people watch it all over the country. Hundreds of millions of people have seen it. Several tutors compete for Wang Qian's calligraphy, and many people have high evaluation of Wang Qian's calligraphy, so they all think Wang Qian's calligraphy is very valuable."

"In addition, Wang Qian himself is very popular, which is the first time he interacts with fans in the lottery. Therefore, with the participation of many people, there are many followers to join in the fun, and many people who really want to collect a piece of Wang Qian's calligraphy."

"If these people get together, it will naturally lead to the effect of looting. Many people who don't need money will also offer high prices."

There was a pause.

Xueman opened the private letter page of the king of literature and said to his thinking father, "I'll try asking 50000 to see if he can buy it."

With that, Xueman enters a private letter of 50000 acquisition and sends it out.

Xue Zhenguo shook his head and said, "fifty thousand is certainly not enough!"

Although he doesn't quite recognize the price of Wang Qian's calligraphy, he also knows that 50000 can't be bought.

Xueman said with a wry smile, "I have no money."

Xue Zhenguo was stunned: "don't you have hundreds of thousands of income every month? Where's the money?"

Xueman whispered, "I just bought a house last month, and all my savings have been spent. I'm going to move out next month. I have no money..."

Xue Zhenguo stared at his daughter: "are you going to move out? Don't you live at home?"

Xueman nodded: "well, I want to live by myself!"

Xue Zhenguo opened his mouth and said softly, "but you haven't left home so much. Why do you want to go out? Your mother and I don't trust you."

Xueman has always lived in the capital. He has always lived at home and never went out to live.

Therefore, Xue Zhenguo was not used to it for a time, and he was reluctant to give up. He was even more worried.

However, at the thought that Xueman is also in his twenties and thirties. Dozens of years ago, there were several children at this age.

Xue Zhenguo could not give any reason to block it.

Shouldn't my daughter go out and live alone when she is so old?

Moreover, you can buy a house in the capital by yourself, which is definitely a matter of face!

Tens of millions of people in the capital can buy a house by themselves, no more than 100000, less than one percent!

Xueman didn't dare to look at his father: "I just want to try it on my own. I'll graduate from my doctor right away. I want to try my own business. It's inconvenient at home and will disturb you and mom."

Xue Zhenguo: "when did we dislike you for disturbing us? What career did you start? Do you want to stay in school to teach?"

Xueman thought for a moment and said confidently, "it's just to operate my microblog we media account and become bigger and stronger. I don't like staying in school to teach..."

She used to play with her account while going to school. She made money by chance. She didn't really run a professional business. Some resources were wasted.

She felt that if it operated well, the income would at least double!

It is appropriate to pay attention to millions of high-quality we media accounts with an annual income of tens of millions.

Going out to start a business is inevitable.

Stay in school to teach

Although it is absolutely a matter of face to stay and teach at Jingcheng University, and the title of a teacher at Jingcheng University will be respected, Xueman really doesn't like it.

She wants to do what she likes.

Xue Zhenguo: "OK..."

Xueman whispered, "I want to buy this picture of Wang Qian as a gift for you."

Xue Zhenguo shook his head and said sadly, "forget it, I'll give it to you as your adult gift! Give her a price of 300000. This is my private money I've saved for more than ten years..."

Xueman said with a smile, "what's my offer?"

Xue Zhenguo nodded and stared at his daughter. This guy is really rude.

Xueman asked in a low voice, "didn't you just say that Wang Qian's calligraphy is not worth the price?"

Xue Zhenguo didn't speak. He stared at his daughter again, and a trace of embarrassment flashed on his face.

Xueman quickly sent another private letter to the king of Wen Shuo: "300000!"

……

Zhejiang University.

LV Chunhu, Tang Hepeng and Bai Hua all gathered in front of the computer and looked at the microblog page of the king of literary speaking.

LV Chunhu: "if you can buy an authentic calligraphy work of Professor Wang within 100000, I think it's worth it. It's also good to collect it at home! I'll give 100000 to try..."

Tang Hepeng: "why don't the three of us gather some money together. After we buy it, the three of us will share it and keep it in turn. How about it?"

Birch has the lowest seniority and can only echo: "OK..."

LV Chunhu thought for a moment. It was estimated that he couldn't buy 100000, so he nodded and agreed.

The three put together 250000!

Sent a private letter to the king of Wen Shuo: "250000!"

……

Ten minutes, soon!

The king of Wen Shuo and his wife were very excited to see the bidding figures coming out backstage.

The wife forgot that she was still nursing the baby in her arms and kept screaming: "someone really paid 300000? My God!"

"Half a million, someone gave half a million."

"My God, Wang Qian's calligraphy is so valuable? Will these people really give us so much money?"

"This man has offered 800000."

"A million, a million, someone bid a million!"

The wife was so excited that she almost threw the child out. Her head and her husband gathered together in front of the mobile phone and kept yelling.

The king of literary theory also said excitedly, "I didn't expect that Professor Wang's calligraphy works were so valuable. I thought it would be good to sell 300000. Unexpectedly, someone offered one million. Wife, we're rich!"

One million is a huge sum of money for most ordinary families.

Many people can't save so much money in their working life.

Can alleviate most of the immediate financial problems.

The wife stared and screamed again: "1.5 million, 1.5 million..."

The figure of 1.5 million appears.

The couple were shocked and almost numb!

After a few minutes, the couple gradually calmed down from this surprise.

Although there are still bids behind, they are all tens of thousands of prices. No one will offer more than one million!

Until the last time is coming!

The king of literary theory planned to contact the person who offered 1.5 million backstage, but at this time, there was another offer of 1.5 million!

This time.

The couple are in trouble.

They bid the same!

To whom?

Think about it a little.

They decided to bid 1.5 million first!

If the price is the same, let's talk about first come, first served.

I'm going to contact each other.

Another offer came out.

"1.8 million!"

The typing hand paused, deleted all the written words, and then contacted the latest bidder again.

The king of literary theory replied directly: "1.8 million, you are the highest. Send your request and contact address. After I get Professor Wang's calligraphy, I will go to you to deal in person."

The other party also immediately replied: "yes, Xihu City, Zhejiang University, Yu Jingruo, my phone... I want to cut plum."

King of Wen Shuo: "OK, have a pleasant cooperation."

The other party didn't reply.

The king of Wen Shuo opened the other party's microblog page and found that it was an ordinary account. The gender was male, but Yu Jingruo's name didn't look like a man. I don't know if it was the other party's real account.

The operation of opening a trumpet with the ID information of relatives and friends has been common in major social platforms on the network.

The wife was very excited, but still slightly worried: "will the other party really give us 1.8 million? Will he cheat us?"

The king of literary theory has calmed down and said confidently, "I trade online and she will trade if she gives me money. If she doesn't give me, we'll find those two who bid 1.5 million and get 1.5 million. We don't have to worry about it in the future."

"Good!"

His wife smiles like flowers.

The couple felt that life had suddenly become very beautiful.

Looking at the baby who occasionally gives them a headache, he also becomes very cute.

The king of Wen Shuo quickly sent a public message on his microblog: "the deal has been reached. Please don't send me any more messages. I have only one prize. I've made an appointment. That's all!"

Then, he sent a private letter to Wang Qian: "Professor Wang, I want to cut a plum, hoping to have a signature."

Wang Qian is also paying attention to this matter, so he immediately saw this private letter and quickly replied: "yes! Send the address. I will mail it together when the next lottery is over."

The king of literary speaking excitedly sent the address to Wang Qian and finally said, "Professor Wang, thank you for changing my life. Our family will be your loyal fans all their life."

Wang Qian replied, "thank you for your support!"

Then, the second lottery is over!

But.

Under the microblog of the king of literary theory, it is more lively.

Many people expressed shock.

"My God, my bid of 500000 was eliminated? Is it higher than my 500000? Is Professor Wang's work so valuable?"

"I bid 300000. It's estimated that none of the splashes took one..."

"I bid 50000. Woo woo, I don't deserve to talk..."

"I didn't buy 800000. Is the transaction price more than one million?"

"Don't scare me. Professor Wang is only 30 years old. His calligraphy works have been published for only a few months. He hasn't been recognized by the national calligraphy industry, let alone won the grand prize. A calligraphy can sell more than one million? Why?"

"I was scared, too."

"Pure gourd eaters are also frightened by you."

"Did you pretend or did you really bid so much?"

"Tell you, I bid a million, but I didn't buy it. The transaction price must be more than a million."

……

Liao Yongjiang is pale now!

He offered 1.5 million yuan. He thought he could win the calligraphy steadily and gave it to Liu Shengnan at that time. The money was even a gift from the company for Liu Shengnan to ease his relationship with Liu Shengnan.

He doesn't care how much things are worth. Anyway, Liu Shengnan must be the biggest cash cow of the company. Everything depends on the will of the cash cow.

He thought that buying Wang Qian's calligraphy works for 1.5 million was absolutely sky high and safe.

Unexpectedly

He didn't get a reply.

And the other party has publicly said that the transaction has been completed.

Well, it means that the transaction must have exceeded his 1.5 million.

Who is it?

Why did you pay such a high price?

How much is the other party's bid?

Two million?

Or more?

Liao Yongjiang thought carefully.

He needs to know the approximate transaction price of this calligraphy before he can compete for the next calligraphy work.

Liu Shengnan must speak.

This is also the first time in ten years that Liu Shengnan has said so firmly what he wants.

If he's not sure.

He doesn't know how to meet Liu Shengnan.

Buzzing

The telephone rang.

Liao Yongjiang looked and saw that it was Liu Shengnan. He immediately connected. His voice was a little weak and said, "Sheng Nan!"

Liu Shengnan quickly said, "I want to cut plum. You tell Professor Wang that I want it. It's best to have my name on the signature. Just let him play at will."

Thinking of Wang Qian and his name on the signature, Liu Shengnan was more happy.

But

Liao Yongjiang said in a slightly trembling voice, "Sheng Nan, I didn't buy it."

Liu Shengnan's voice stopped for a moment, and then asked in some displeasure, "didn't you bid 1.5 million?"

Liu Shengnan thought that if he offered 1.5 million, he would surely win it steadily.

He didn't win. Maybe Liao Yongjiang didn't listen to her and didn't bid as she said.

Liao Yongjiang said eagerly, "I made a bid according to your meaning, and the price was 1.5 million. I also applied with my boss. Even if the 1.5 million was from the company, I would give you a gift. However, I didn't buy 1.5 million. Some people offered higher than us."

"I really didn't think 1.5 million was not enough, otherwise I would directly offer 2 million. Shengnan, I'm really sorry, don't be angry. Isn't there still one last chance? I applied for more funds for the boss, and I directly offered 3 million. I don't believe 3 million can't buy it. I'll send it to you at home in person!"

Liao Yongjiang's voice was humble and flattering for fear that Liu Shengnan would be angry.

Liu Shengnan on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and then said: "It's all right. I don't blame you. It's me who said 1.5 million. I didn't think 1.5 million was not enough. It seems that Professor Wang's work is more popular than I thought. Well, next time you directly bid 5 million, I don't care how much the thing is really worth. I just want to buy it absolutely! The money doesn't need to be paid by the company. I pay it myself. I don't need you to give me gifts ! I must buy Professor Wang's calligraphy myself. "

What is the market price of Wang Qian's calligraphy?

Liu Shengnan really doesn't care.

She just wants Wang Qian's calligraphy.

Money?

She doesn't care.

She doesn't care how much money she has in her bank card.

Only know at least hundreds of millions.

With hundreds of millions of deposits, she is too lazy to manage money.

It can't be used up anyway!

In this way, the loss of current interest alone is tens of millions every year.

So, for what you want.

She doesn't care how much it costs.

I can't spend it anyway.

Moreover, even if it's really spent, she doesn't care, as long as she can get what she likes and wants!

Because she can make endless money at any time.

Liao Yongjiang breathed a sigh of relief and was not blamed. However, he was frightened by Liu Shengnan's five million yuan. He immediately promised: "OK, I will help you take the money next time. The company must pay the money. The boss said that we have been a little unhappy recently. This calligraphy is for you to compensate."

Liu Shengnan: "stop talking nonsense and buy it."

Liao Yongjiang: "OK, I don't do anything else now, just stay here."

Liu Shengnan has hung up.

Liao Yongjiang wiped the sweat on his forehead, and then again called all the people at work in the company, including the security and cleaning front desk. They all went to the microblog together, brushed messages under Wang Qian's microblog, and waited for a lucky draw!

Can draw the best.

If you can't get it

Then throw the money.

……

Shanghai!

Li Qingyao also slightly widened her eyes, opened her mouth and looked at the microblog page in surprise.

Look at the news that the king of literature said there was a trading candidate!

Because she didn't receive any private letters from each other.

That means she didn't buy it.

"My price of 1.5 million is not high enough?"

Li Qingyao was shocked and sat up directly from the sofa, pulled up the green silk falling from her head at will, stared carefully at each other's microblog page, sent a private letter again and asked, "my bid of 1.5 million is not high enough?"

No reply!

But.

She knew it was nonsense.

Since the other party is selling publicly.

Then you won't make money.

Therefore, someone must bid higher to buy it.

It can't be bought by people with low prices.

"Wang Qian's calligraphy has really sold for more than 1.5 million?"

Li Qingyao's face was shocked.

She really didn't expect to sell at such a high price.

She thought that only she would pay such an outrageous price.

Others should consider the actual value. It's great to pay hundreds of thousands at most!

After all.

Her identity is different.

Her bid is irrational. It's possible to bid as much as possible, depending on her mood.

But don't others be rational and think about the actual value of things?

Why can Wang Qian's calligraphy sell for more than 1.5 million?

Li Qingyao's appreciation of literature and art is average. He just looks at those professional critics who say that Wang Qian's calligraphy is a rare master level in China. Coupled with the status of innovative calligraphy fonts, it can be said to be unique.

So

She was not surprised when someone offered hundreds of thousands.

At some charity auctions she participated in, the works of living calligraphers could sell hundreds of thousands. It's not surprising that Wang Qian could do it.

Then, in order to definitely win the work, she bid 1.5 million!

She really wants to collect a work by Wang Qian.

However, she could not ask Wang Qian for a calligraphy work herself.

Therefore, this may be one of the few opportunities for her to get Wang Qian's works.

You've been married to yourself for a few years, don't you?

That's why I was busy filming, singing and recording programs. I didn't have time to get along with you. I didn't find your talent. I was dizzy for a moment. I listened to the slander of my agent. Everything is my fault

Now I want to collect a copy of your work to commemorate our past, can I?

Bid 1.5 million, is that all right?

However

She thought her offer was so irrational and personal.

Still didn't buy it?

Who is more irrational than yourself? More emotional?

Li Qingyao frowned, shook her head and sighed.

Then he left the microblog of the king of literary speaking, jumped to Wang Qian's microblog page, cleaned up his emotions and continued to participate in the next lucky draw.

"If you can get the best, if you can't, I'll directly bid three million. Who else can bid higher than me?"

Li Qingyao's eyes were full of firmness.

……

After receiving the request of the king of literary theory, Wang Qian recorded it.

A flowering tree, address.

A cut of plum, address!

Qin Xuerong cleaned up the kitchen, came out and asked curiously, "did he really sell your work?"

Wang Qian nodded: "well, sold! I read the comments in the comment area, and the estimated price is more than one million. I didn't expect that my works are so valuable now."

Wang Qian himself was a little surprised.

In the first lottery, I saw someone say the price was more than 300000.

He thought it was a joke!

After all, Li Xiang, who won the prize, doesn't sell the world. How much other people bid is for nothing. Anyway, it's forced. Aren't those people on the network just going out?

Is similar to!

"If I bid 100 million, will I sell it? If I don't sell it, I'll add another billion! If I sell it, I don't say it!"

Such passages can be seen everywhere on the Internet.

Therefore, Wang Qian didn't take those messages that offered hundreds of thousands seriously.

But

This time, the fans who won the second prize were really sold and sold.

The way those people bid tens of millions doesn't seem to be fake.

After all, it's true that so many people went to the king of letters to bid.

So, Wang Qian was really shocked.

I've practiced calligraphy for more than ten years in my previous life, plus I've practiced calligraphy for seven or eight years in my life. Is it so valuable now?

Can you do nothing now and make money by professional writing?

One calligraphy one million, ten calligraphy a day, that's ten million?

Ten million days into the sky

Annual income of 3.6 billion?

Hehe

Wang Qian couldn't help laughing.

He knew it was naive.

If calligraphy is rampant.

His work is worthless.

After all, rare things are expensive.

And

Writing so much every day will certainly be perfunctory.

Without the state of concentration, the things written will not be so good, the level is not high enough, and the value will decline.

also!

Open a hot pot shop, sing and make an album

It won't be less in a year, will it?

It seems that thousands of listening is valued at more than one billion and two billion now?

Wang Qian tidied up his mood and said to Qin Xuerong, "you grind it. I'll write two words now."

Qin Xuerong happily promised: "OK, you wait for me."

With that, Qin Xuerong ran to the room to get pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Murong Yue and Jiang Yu saw it, and they all came together to help. They took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and put them in the big study next to them.

Murong Yue gave Wang Qian a thumbs up: "now you are a master of calligraphy, Niu..."

Jiang Yu also looked at Wang Qian with a trace of admiration.

Both of them participated in Wang Qian's two lucky draw and witnessed how popular Wang Qian's calligraphy works are.

No matter what people in the calligraphy circle say.

No matter how young Wang Qian is.

But.

There are so many people.

It shows the value of Wang Qian's calligraphy works and the status of a master.

To say a calligraphy master, there's really nothing wrong with it.

Wang Qian smiled: "do you like it? I'm in a good mood today. I'll give you and Jiang a picture!"

Jiang Yu quickly waved his hand: "forget it, I have three words, no need!"

Murong Yue also jokingly refused: "master, no, I also have four words. Any more is a waste! I'm going to go back and give them to my father and grandpa. They will like them. I can't understand it. I can just keep one word as a souvenir."

They witnessed the value of Wang Qian's calligraphy works.

Now it's even worse to want Wang Qian's works.

It's worth more than a million.

Why?

Although

They really want it!

However, he refused.

Wang Qian took a look at Jiang Yu: "Jiang Jiang, say what you want, I'll write it for you now! I'm in good shape today, don't miss it."

Wang Qian's eyes and voice were indisputable.

Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment, then trembled in his heart, looked at Wang Qian's eyes and said involuntarily, "butterflies love flowers and spring scenery."

With that, Jiang Yu turned red and quickly turned his head. He didn't dare to continue to look at Wang Qian.

Wang Qian looked at Murong Yue again: "Xiaoyue, what about you?"

Murong Yue looked at Jiang Yu. Their offensive and defensive alliance was suddenly disintegrated. In addition, she really liked Wang Qian's calligraphy and wanted it, so she said from her heart: "well, if Jiang Jiang wants butterfly love flowers, I also want butterfly love flowers, but I want you to write another butterfly love flowers."

Wang Qian nodded, "OK!"

Wang Qian gently stretched out his hand.

Qin Xuerong slowly handed the brush to Wang Qian with both hands, and then continued to grind gently. The whole person was also very focused.

Dududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududui!

There was a soft knock on the door outside.

Wang Qian didn't hear it.

Murong Yue turned and quickly ran to open the door.

Open the door, there are two graceful girls standing at the door.

Xu Wenwen, Xu Xiaoxiao.

Today, the two sisters are almost dressed in blue pleated skirts and white long legged socks. With shirts and small coats, they look like middle school students!

Moreover, at first glance, the two sisters have a sense of vision of twins.

Look carefully to see the difference between the two.

Sister Xu Wenwen saw Murong Yue opening the door and said with a embarrassed smile, "Xiaoyue, Xiaoxiao and I came to visit Professor Wang. Didn't we bother you?"

Murong Yue was also familiar with the sisters and whispered, "you're coming at the right time. Come in!"

Xu Xiaoxiao asked curiously, "Xiaoyue, what do you mean? Professor Wang, where are they?"

The two sisters walked into the room and saw that the villa was very quiet and there was no one else.

Murong Yue stretched out her fingers and gently breathed out on her small mouth, then gently waved her hand and motioned the two sisters to follow.

Then, she took Xu Xiaoxiao with her. Xu Wenwen and his sisters came to the big study on the first floor, and then stood quietly behind Wang Qian. Without saying a word, she looked back at the sisters with pride in her eyes: see?

Xu Wenwen and Xu Xiaoxiao had no intention to pay attention to Murong Yue's expression.

As soon as they entered the room, the two sisters were completely attracted by Wang Qian.

At the moment, Wang Qian has a temperament that really belongs to a calligraphy master.

That is the temperament that needs to be precipitated for decades to slowly accumulate and cultivate.

The temperament in the field of literature needs to be raised slowly!

As a great writer said, I am good at raising my noble spirit!

read a book!

write.

reflection!

Decades of perseverance.

Is to constantly feed their temperament and let them grow.

Then, this temperament will grow up.

The degree of growth is related to people's talent and effort.

There are absolutely few who can grow to master level.

Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen were also born in a scholarly family. After being a famous family in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, they have seen many literary masters since childhood, and one or two calligraphy masters.

However, for the first time, they saw such a young calligraphy master, such a rich and attractive calligraphy master!

The temperament of those real calligraphy masters in their fifties and sixties, even in their seventies and eighties, has a kind of twilight. Although they admire them, they don't like them so much.

Wang Qian's master temperament has a vitality like the rising sun, a spirit, and a unique peaceful and natural atmosphere, which attracts them very much!

In addition, Wang Qian's young and handsome face is not the same level as those old masters.

Attraction to another level, or + 10086!

So.

As soon as the sisters came in, they were shocked by Wang Qian's body shape and temperament, and then they couldn't move their eyes. They came to Wang Qian's back slowly. They looked carefully at Wang Qian and the words Wang Qian was writing.

I saw that Wang Qian was extremely focused, and there was a detached atmosphere on his body, like a relegated immortal. The brush in his hand seemed to come alive, and his arm shook. It seemed that the brush itself walked up the white paper and left words.

The thin gold calligraphy fonts became more beautiful than they thought!

It's more beautiful than all the calligraphy written by Wang Qian they've seen before, especially the charm that didn't exist before. It's the most attractive!

Every word seems to be like an expert in Taoism, which contains a fairy charm and a fresh and natural breath.

This is a master calligraphy work!

splendid!

beautiful!

The sisters are more aware of Wang Qian's temperament and the beauty of his calligraphy than Qin Xuerong, Jiang Yu and Murong Yue.

Therefore, they can't extricate themselves from being attracted.

Qin Xuerong's mouth was smiling. The whole person was infected and assimilated by Wang Qian's temperament, and became quiet and elegant. The grinding action also became a lot softer, as if every action had exhausted his mind, and the smile on his face was also implicit with a trace of shyness.

Just like the beauties grinding and adding fragrance around the great literary giants in ancient times!

The so-called tea adds fragrance.

That's it.

Jiang Yu and Murong Yue were just a little confused and fierce. They just felt that Wang Qian seemed very, very powerful at the moment.

However, they are music students, and their family is not a scholarly family. They don't have enough inside information. They can't appreciate all the beauty of literature and art shown by Wang Qian at the moment. They just feel very powerful and shocked.

Words keep appearing.

Two butterflies love flowers, written in one breath.

With Wang Qian's physical strength, he couldn't help being a little weak. A trace of sweat permeated his forehead. He wrote every word with all his heart and devoted all his efforts.

Qin Xuerong hurriedly picked up the prepared snow-white towel, wiped it gently on Wang Qian's forehead and said softly, "take a rest? The rest is the prizes given anyway. Don't write so seriously. It's too tired."

Everyone present can see that Wang Qian wrote these two butterfly love flowers with great concentration and energy.

Therefore, every word is full of beauty and charm.

Looking at the thin gold calligraphy fonts, it seems that you can see the immortal family experts. Each word is full of immortal family atmosphere, fresh and natural, distant and quiet. It is simply a work of art!

This is the artistic beauty of master calligraphy works.

I'm not a master, I can't understand it, and I can't write it.

There are only Xu Wenwen and Xu Xiaoxiao sisters who came from a scholarly family. They have been exposed to these since childhood, so they can see the artistic beauty.

Others can't see the details, but they feel very good-looking and powerful!

Jiang Yu took a cup of tea and said softly, "in fact, you don't have to write for me and Xiaoyue, we..."

Murong Yue also whispered, "Wang Qian, thank you. I do what I say. As long as you make music, I'll be with you all my life!"

Murong Yue said sincerely.

However, after saying that, she looked at Qin Xuerong with a guilty conscience, then a blush flashed on her face, and then her face resumed seriousness, as if nothing had happened.

Wang Qian calmly took Jiang Yu's tea, drank it, and said with a smile, "you're welcome. Don't be so polite between us. It's just a word. Do you want to be so serious and polite to send some gifts between friends? You don't treat me as a friend?"

Murong Yue: "of course not. I always regard you as my third good friend. The first is Xuerong and the second is Jiang. Well, sometimes Jiang is the first and Xuerong is the second!"

Murong Yue glanced at Jiang Yu and Qin Xuerong and hurriedly added something, otherwise she knew that the two guys would quarrel with themselves for ranking.

Jiang Yu also said to Wang Qian, "I have long regarded you as a good friend."

Wang Qian didn't like such a pretentious scene. He looked at Xu Wenwen and Xu Xiaoxiao: "teacher Wen, Xiaoxiao, why are you here?"

Xu Wenwen hurriedly said, "Professor Wang, don't call me a teacher. I don't dare. Just call me Wenwen."

Xu Xiaoxiao bowed his head and said, "we witnessed Professor Wang's breakthrough in calligraphy at the good voice scene yesterday, so my sister and I came to visit and wanted to teach Professor Wang calligraphy. Unexpectedly, we witnessed the beauty of Professor Wang's calligraphy as soon as we came in. I don't think I need to ask any more."

Xu Xiaoxiao said the truth and looked up at Wang Qian.

Just now, she has seen the two characters of Wang Qian's concentration. She has seen the strength and artistic beauty of Master Wang Qian's calligraphy.

She's so poor that she doesn't ask for anything.

This kind of thing in the artistic realm can't be achieved by saying.

It takes years of continuous practice and your own understanding, and then it will come naturally.

However, it will take at least more than ten or twenty years!

There is no shortcut

Of course, except Wang Qian!

Therefore, Xu Xiaoxiao just looked at Wang Qian and was very satisfied. Then he looked at Wang Qian's words again and was even more happy.

When she goes back, she must practice hard and write out the artistic beauty and feelings she saw today.

Wang Qian enjoyed Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen's worship of himself, so after drinking a sip of tea and alleviating his mental fatigue, he said, "when you practice calligraphy, you can put forward anything you don't understand now, and I'll give you an answer."

Wang Qian appreciates the excellent talent and effort of the two sisters in calligraphy, so he also wants to cultivate them. If he can cultivate two calligraphy masters, he will definitely have a sense of achievement.

Xu Wenwen just wanted to say forget it. He didn't want to trouble Wang Qian.

Xu smiled, looked up and said hopefully, "is it really OK?"

Wang Qian nodded, "of course, you can say it."

Qin Xuerong frowned gently, worried that Wang Qian was too tired.

However, she didn't say anything, just looked at Xu Xiaoxiao more.

Immediately, Xu Xiaoxiao really asked some questions about his calligraphy practice.

Wang Qian also answered one by one!

Xu Wenwen listened carefully and didn't ask any more questions, because she and Xu Xiaoxiao practiced calligraphy together, so the problems were almost the same.

We talked for more than half an hour.

Xu Wenwen and Xu Xiaoxiao both feel that they have gained a lot. Go back and digest and practice well. Maybe their thin gold calligraphy will go to a higher level and really reach the level of entering the house.

Murong Yue and Jiang Yu didn't listen to calligraphy here. Instead, they took the calligraphy works written by Wang Qian and went out to put them away.

"Professor Wang, your new song download broke your own record."

Murong Yue's voice came from outside.

Wang Qian just finished a few questions and asked Xu Xiaoxiao to write a calligraphy practice on white paper.

Hearing Murong Yue's words, he took a sip of water and asked, "what record?"

Qin Xuerong whispered: "just now, your new song has exceeded 30 million downloads on thousands of listening, and it took only half a day to create a record! It broke 30 million in a single day, the fastest breaking record of 30 million. Last month, the monthly champion of take-off new song list was 33 million downloads..."

Qin Xuerong did not continue to say more.

What I want to express is very clear.

Wang Qian's achievements.

The new songs pushed by Tengfei were crushed by Wang Qian, although the quality and performance of the new songs pushed by Tengfei were significantly improved than a few months ago.

Wang Qian also smiled happily.

This is not only the result of his new song, but also the result of thousands of listening.

He then took out his mobile phone: "I'll share it with you and thank them for their support."

Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen were writing calligraphy on white paper, thinking about Wang Qian's explanation to them just now.

Between the two people's strokes, they have written the whole work, the fire is very deep, and they are about to enter the house!

In the impetuous modern society.

If you can practice a calligraphy font to the level of entering the house, you can call yourself a calligrapher.

Many people who call themselves calligraphers don't even have the standard of entering the house. They can only say that they can write a few brush words. If they hype, they can be respected by many people who don't understand.

In the eyes of many ordinary people, it is a calligrapher who can write first-hand brush words smoothly.

In fact, that's far from enough.

However, Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen are naturally not complacent.

They saw Wang Qian's writing that shocked them just now, and they all took Wang Qian as the goal in their hearts.

In the future, it is their dream to write such words and cultivate that temperament.

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Wang Qian interacted with you on his microblog: "just now, my new song has been downloaded for more than 30 million, which took 13 hours. Thank you for your support and gave me a surprise. I will continue to repay you with good works in the future."

"Now, in order to thank you, I will draw two winning children's shoes and send out two works for the last lucky draw!"

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Wang Qian's microblog, which was already lively like boiling water, suddenly exploded like an oil pot into water.