Debut After Eight Years

The car is on the road.

Wang Qian and Qin Xuerong sat in the back row.

Jiang Yu and Murong Yue didn't go out at home, the two were at home singing in harmony, and went to practice.

Xu Xiaoxiao was driving the car, Xu Wenwen was sitting in the co-pilot, and two boys were sitting in front of Wang Qian and Qin Xuerong.

One of the boys took the initiative to introduce himself to Wang Qian: "Professor Wang, hello. I am Zhang Boheng, a graduate student in the Department of Literature. I like a few of your poems and the ancient Ci Jiangchengzi very much. I have a question to ask you."

Good guy!

Not yet there.

The public communication class has not started yet.

On the road, he started to attack Wang Qian.

Wang Qian leaned on the chair, smiled at Zhang Boheng who turned around and looked at him, and said, "Okay, tell me, I'll see if I can answer you. You know, I graduated from the Department of Acting, and literature is just a hobby, so I'm too professional." Sorry if I can't answer the question."

Except Xu Xiaoxiao who was driving, Xu Wenwen from Zhejiang University, and another boy all looked at Wang Qian.

In the Chinese literary world, it has been many years since there have been any more amazing works.

Because, in the last 20 to 30 years, the whole country has been working hard towards economic development, people's thinking has begun to change, and life has changed too fast. Everyone has gradually fallen into the circle of material things, so the frequency of good works It has been reduced a lot.

Thirty or forty years ago, people at that time were relatively simple, their thoughts were relatively pure, and their minds could be calmed down, so the probability of writing profound classic literary works was higher than it is now.

Therefore, as soon as Wang Qian's works came out, they broke the darkness of rock music for more than ten years, just like the voice he yelled on the stage of Good Voice.

These few works also broke the 20 years of stagnation in the Chinese literary world, like throwing a boulder in a puddle of water, causing huge shocks and waves.

Zhang Boheng looked at Wang Qian, and asked with a slightly serious expression: "Professor Wang, I personally like the works you published on Weibo very much. I am personally curious, Professor Wang, you graduated from the Department of Performance , and you have made quite a lot of achievements in the field of music. Then, how did you manage to write such amazing and so many works in the field of literature at the same time?"

"Mistakes, broken chapters, quatrains, a flowering tree, Jiang Chengzi, and this ancient prose said by the teacher. Many famous writers can be called literary masters if they can produce two or three of these works in a lifetime. You published such works in one breath. A lot, how long is it accumulated? How did you study literature? Can you give some advice to our students who are studying?"

Zhang Boheng asked a lot in one breath.

These questions represent the doubts that most people in the literary world have on him.

Although……

Wang Qian only made his debut in his thirties, and he is definitely an older rookie in the entertainment industry. Liu Lihua and Li Qingyao both sentenced him to death!

But, in the literary world!

Publishing such a masterpiece in his thirties is definitely considered young and promising!

Literature needs to be accumulated.

It requires the accumulation of knowledge, the accumulation of life experience, the accumulation of inspiration and life perception!

This is an area that really needs to be worked on.

As a young man in his early thirties, how did you achieve such a solid accumulation?

The most important thing is, you are not studying literature, you are studying performance, and you have a high attainment in music, so how do you have the time and energy to study literature?

The three people from Zhejiang University, Xu Wenwen, stared at Wang Qian, expecting Wang Qian's answer.

Xu Xiaoxiao, who was driving, also looked at Wang Qian curiously from the rearview mirror. She has been practicing Wang Qian's three piano pieces recently, and she has become quite fascinated, so she has become more and more admired and curious about Wang Qian .

Qin Xuerong held Wang Qian's hand tightly, and gave Zhang Boheng a dissatisfied look.

In her opinion, this questioning of Wang Qian is unreasonable!

As long as it is Wang Qian's work, it will be fine!

How did you write it, who cares about you?

Write if you have the ability, and shut up if you don’t.

Simple and crude idea!

However, Qin Xuerong didn't speak, but just held Wang Qian's hand tightly, expressing his support for Wang Qian.

Wang Qian smiled slightly.

He was afraid that the other party would ask some professional questions about literature, so he really didn't understand, such as how to write, how to express, and so on. He can talk about his own works. After all, he has read many articles on appreciation and explanation of works in his previous life, so it is not a problem to memorize a few paragraphs casually.

And ask him how he wrote it?

that's easy...

Wang Qian asked, "Do you know why I went to study acting in the first place?"

Zhang Boheng: "Because you want to be a star?"

Who doesn't want to be an actor, a star?

Everyone stared at Wang Qian.

Wang Qian shook his head and said seriously: "No! I didn't aim to become a star. So, I didn't choose to debut after graduation."

Zhang Boheng was curious: "Then why did you study acting?"

Wang Qian's eyes became deep, and he said lightly: "Did you know? In life, everyone is an actor! This is what I realized when I was in junior high school. Everyone is alive to be an actor and play well. My own role. So, I went to the acting department, I wanted to study this profession, I wanted to understand more deeply, our lives, and everyone.”

"You are playing your role, and I am playing mine. I was a singer the day before yesterday, and now I will be on the stage of Zhejiang University to give you a lecture, and I will play the role of a teacher."

"Understand?"

Wang Qian finally asked softly.

actually……

He himself didn't know what he was talking about.

Thoughtful in Zhang Boheng's eyes, he said softly: "Professor Wang, you mean that I don't need to be serious. There are sentiments everywhere in life, literature everywhere, and ideas everywhere?"

Wang Qian smiled without saying a word!

Xu Wenwen fixed his eyes and said softly: "Professor Wang's actor theory is very exciting, I agree with you."

She feels deeply about it.

Because, she is not a very serious person, but she has to find a way to play a good teacher every day at school.

From clothes, to hair, to expressions.

She has to make careful preparations so that she can be a good teacher and not embarrass herself and the school.

The interior of the car became a little dull.

Wang Qian's words made the three Zhejiang masters and students from the Department of Literature start to make up their own minds, and they were quite touched for a while, and they also showed more respect for Wang Qian.

Qin Xuerong smiled even more happily, and held Wang Qian's hand even harder.

actor?

Qin Xuerong was thinking, what can he play?

...

The car soon arrived at the Zhejiang University campus, and entered the large classroom that had been pre-booked and prepared all the way.

This is the first public communication class this semester!

The school has just started, the new school year has just started, and it is the busiest time in the school.

Many incoming freshmen are at their most exciting time.

but.

In Wang Qian's public exchange class, very few freshmen could enter it.

Most of them are outstanding students in the Department of Literature in the third and fourth grades, as well as professors and teachers.

There are also a few outstanding graduates from Zhejiang University, as Xu Wenwen said, from society.

Such as Liu Shengnan.

Or other famous writers and scholars, etc.

Anyway!

In the current field of domestic literature.

The standard represented by this class of Zhejiang University is not low.

Although, the school only publicized it for two days.

However, there are not too few celebrities in the literary world.

Xu Xiaoxiao didn't drive the car into the parking lot, but parked the car directly beside the door.

Xu Wenwen quickly got out of the car and opened the door for Wang Qian himself: "Professor Wang, this way please!"

Xu Xiaoxiao said to Qin Xuerong: "Sister Xuerong, you can go to the auditorium with me. A seat has been reserved for you. Let's sit together."

Qin Xuerong waved to Wang Qian, and followed Xu Xiaoxiao into the side door.

Wang Qian followed Xu Wenwen into the back door and entered the back office.

Here, many people have gathered.

Both Tang Hepeng and Chen Xiangdong were there, and there were many other men and women who were not young, mostly men and very few women.

Among them, a young woman wearing a white T-shirt, washed white blue jeans, a pair of sneakers on her feet, and a simple ponytail with a plain face is very conspicuous. She looks a bit out of place with the others, as if she just entered school students.

Wang Qian saw each other at a glance.

According to the photos seen on the Internet.

He knew that this was Liu Shengnan who interacted with him a lot on Weibo.

Liu Shengnan also saw Wang Qian walking in the door.

Tang Hepeng and others also looked at Wang Qian one after another.

Wang Qian is wearing a very formal black suit today, without a tie, and a white shirt inside, which looks formal and casual.

Tang Hepeng immediately greeted him, stretched out his hand and said, "Professor Wang, you are here."

Wang Qian shook hands with Tang Hepeng: "Professor Tang, you guys are too grand, I'm flattered!"

Although, Wang Qian knew that Tang Hepeng and Chen Xiangdong would definitely not let this class go on quietly.

However, he did not expect that it would be so lively.

Too much fanfare!

too much stress.

Tang Hepeng said solemnly: "It should."

Chen Xiangdong immediately came over to shake hands with Wang Qian: "Professor Wang, thank you for your hard work later."

Wang Qian shook his head hurriedly: "It's not hard work, you have worked hard!"

Several other people also came over to shake hands with Wang Qian one by one.

Those who can enter here are either in-service professors of Zhejiang University or well-known alumni.

Moreover, most of the well-known alumni are literary practitioners, which is why they are so interested in Wang Qian's works and came to participate in this open class.

If you are a business person, they may be too busy to pay attention to the affairs of the literary world.

Tang Hepeng acted as an intermediary and introduced them one by one.

"This is the vice-chairman of our West Lake Writers Association and an old senior of our school, Fang Guoshu."

Wang Qian: "Hi, Chairman Fang, nice to meet you, nice to meet you!"

...

"This is Cao Wenfang, a famous writer from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and a senior from our school."

Wang Qian: "Hello, hello!"

I don't know whether to call her Auntie or Sister, so let's not call her.

...

"This is Guo Zhuangzhuang, a famous young writer in the south."

Wang Qian: "Hello, hello."

Guo Zhuangzhuang is a sturdy middle-aged man, about forty years old, about 1.8 meters tall. Although he is wearing a suit, he has a well-proportioned physique and a crew cut. He looks like he has been exercising regularly. If he is not a writer, he looks like Is a fitness trainer.

Guo Zhuangzhuang shook hands with Wang Qian, and said, "I saw that you interacted with Xueman on Weibo, and you have a lot of research on couplets?"

Wang Qian: "Don't dare, a little interest is not research!"

Guo Zhuangzhuang: "That's just right, I am also a little interested in this, and I have time to communicate and communicate."

Wang Qian: "Hehe, okay, let's talk when we have time!"

Guo Zhuangzhuang looked at Liu Shengnan: "Let me introduce Shengnan's junior, she is the most famous alumnus of our school so far. You have interacted so many times on Weibo, you should be connected?"

Wang Qian shook his head: "No, we just interacted a few times on Weibo, but we haven't contacted yet. Hello, I like your song very much."

Although Liu Shengnan has pure makeup and simple clothes like a school student, his exquisite face is still a bit stunning, and his temperament is unusual. He has an elegant and intellectual body, and there is also a trace of dusty temperament. His eyes are very pure, like mountains He naturally extended his hand and shook Wang Qian's hand: "Hello, Professor Wang, I have always wanted to meet and chat with you, and finally I have the opportunity."

Wang Qian smiled modestly.

After being introduced by a roomful of people, Wang Qian felt a little tired.

The pressure is a little more.

Chen Xiangdong looked at the time and said with a smile, "Everyone, it's getting late, and the outside should be ready. Everyone, go out and take your seats. If you have anything you want to chat with Professor Wang, you can talk freely later."

Wang Qian felt a little heavy in his heart when he thought of the people in the auditorium outside.

However, he quickly adjusted his mentality.

Start to get into the state...

State of the show!

I kept telling myself in my heart!

"I am a writer!"

"I am a great writer who is full of poetry and books..."

"I am a literary genius who is not afraid of anyone..."

...

alright!

Wang Qian quickly entered the state in a second.

The temperament of the body has changed at this moment.

An air of self-confidence, pride and introversion, as well as elegance and intellectuality, and a scholarly atmosphere brewed from him.

Xu Wenwen, Liu Shengnan, and Guo Zhuangzhuang, who had been paying attention to her all the time, were a little surprised.

I don't know what happened to Wang Qian.

Chen Xiangdong invited Wang Qian: "Professor Wang, please!"

Wang Qian stretched out his hand to the vice chairman of the Writers Association: "Chairman Fang first please."

Fang Guoshu gave way again, and several people asked him to go out first, and he was not pretentious at the moment, and walked out first.

Afterwards, Wang Qian followed behind Fang Guoshu.

Tang Hepeng, Chen Xiangdong, Cao Wenfang, Guo Zhuangzhuang, Liu Shengnan and others followed and walked out.

...

The big classroom is already full of people.

There are more than two thousand people!

There were no seats left.

Moreover, the aisle is also neatly filled with benches, and there are people sitting on each of them.

In the back, there are full of young students, each with anticipation and curiosity.

Students are the most receptive to new things. Most of them usually browse Weibo or something, so they are not unfamiliar with Wang Qian, but they are very curious and looking forward to it.

The middle-aged and elderly people in the front rows seemed to have a much more depressed atmosphere. They looked at Wang Qian who walked up to the podium with obvious scrutiny and doubts.

too young……

Wang Qian was dressed in a black suit, white shirt, and black leather shoes. He looked relaxed and walked up to the podium with a smile on his face. Looking at the crowds of people, he saw Qin Xuerong and Xu Xiaoxiao who were sitting in the third row. Qin Xuerong smiled slightly, and then said: "To be honest, I am under a lot of pressure. Most of the people present here are academic masters, or once were academic masters, and now they are successful people. I am just a singer who graduated from an acting department and opened a hot pot restaurant That's all."

"I told Professor Tang that I would just come and chat with everyone. However, I didn't expect so many people to come to see me, and it became so grand."

The sound spread throughout the audience through the microphone on the clothes.

...

Sitting in the first row, Chen Xiangdong said to Tang Hepeng: "As expected of being in the entertainment industry, on this kind of occasion, I don't have stage fright at all, and my psychological quality is very strong."

Tang Hepeng stared at Wang Qian: "I just don't know if he's going well today, if this class ends smoothly, then he will be considered to have officially entered the literary circle from now on, and with these few works, he will win a few awards at the end of the year. It won't be low anytime soon."

Chen Xiangdong smiled: "Those people who came here were not kind."

Chen Xiangdong looked at the middle-aged and elderly people who were not far away.

Tang Hepeng: "Let's just watch the show."

Chen Xiangdong's eyes flickered: "I have arranged for a camera to record this class, and it can be used as a precious material of our school in the future. Or, it can be published."

Zhejiang University also wants to make a name for itself...

Wang Qian's popularity is so high at the moment. Although he is popular in the entertainment industry, many seniors in the literary circle are not used to it, but Wang Qian's works are real masterpieces, and no one can deny it.

Therefore, it is also a good thing for Zhejiang University to use Wang Qian's popularity to gain a sense of presence, and everyone can accept it, and it is an opportunity to improve the status and popularity of the Zhejiang Department in China.

...

Guo Zhuangzhuang found an opportunity to sit beside Liu Shengnan: "Shengnan, you live in Rongcheng. I just happened to be going to Rongcheng to hold a signing event recently. My new book has been online for a month and has sold 100,000 copies. Rongcheng is my national tour. The first stop of the signing event, you have to treat me well then."

Liu Shengnan never left Wang Qian on the podium, and replied softly: "Sorry, senior, I may not have time to entertain you, I am preparing a new song recently."

Guo Zhuangzhuang smiled generously and said: "It's okay, I've been waiting for your new song, of course creation is more important. I think Wang Qian's works are too deliberate. Look, the teacher said this ancient essay. He I am not a teacher myself, so what qualifications do I have to judge a teacher? Jiang Chengzi's ancient poem is old-fashioned, and it is too inconsistent with his own experience, it doesn't seem like he wrote it himself..."

Liu Shengnan looked at Guo Zhuangzhuang instantly, with obvious dissatisfaction in his eyes: "What? You mean, Professor Wang's Jiang Chengzi was plagiarized? This work has been released for several days, why no one has come forward? Senior, I remember, Did you lose the plagiarism lawsuit in the court for your last work?"

Guo Zhuangzhuang suddenly looked ugly!

He was sued for plagiarism by another writer a few years ago, but he lost the lawsuit. The court ruled that he plagiarized and compensated him.

This incident stained him.

but……

Almost no one dared to mention it in front of him, it was almost a slap in the face.

And now.

Liu Shengnan brought it up unceremoniously.

Guo Zhuangzhuang felt angry for a while but dared not let it out.

He likes Liu Shengnan, and many people in the alumni circle know about it.

Moreover, Liu Shengnan's personality is just like this, and people who know him know that he speaks very straightforwardly, and he has done a lot of things to expose people's scars directly, so he has never had many friends.

Another one, the occasion here made Guo Zhuangzhuang dare not be presumptuous.

His face turned red and he smiled awkwardly. Guo Zhuangzhuang said, "Sister, it was a misjudgment by the court. I have already appealed."

Liu Shengnan continued to look at Wang Qian, and said softly: "Uphold the original judgment and dismiss it? I remember that."

Guo Zhuangzhuang was speechless for a while, and looked at Wang Qian. Seeing that Wang Qian was going to the blackboard to write something, he stood up immediately and said loudly: "Wang Qian, I want to ask you for some couplets and poems. Not only can it?"

It was already a quiet place.

In an instant, it became even more quiet, and a needle drop could be heard.

Almost everyone looked at Guo Zhuangzhuang.

But Guo Zhuangzhuang faced all eyes without fear, staring at Wang Qian with great momentum.

He dared to plagiarize, and after losing, he dared to publicly deny the verdict. After a few years, he made a high-profile appearance and published a book, and even used it to hype and promote his new book. It can be seen that he may be the most thick-skinned in the room, and he likes to hype the limelight!

Now……

Isn't it time to show off?

If Wang Qian can be defeated in front of so many people in the literary circle.

Who in that circle would dare to look down on Guo Zhuangzhuang?

Who else remembers what he plagiarized?

People will only recognize his talent.

Guo Zhuangzhuang stood straight, tall and strong, feeling the gazes around him, and Liu Shengnan beside him also looked at him, looked at Wang Qian again and said, "Do you accept it?"

Standing in front of the blackboard, Wang Qian was about to write down an ancient poem called quatrains and tell everyone about it.

did not expect……

A word of explanation has not yet begun...

Someone started to find fault?

Today's class.

It will definitely not go well!

Wang Qian has an elegant and intellectual scholarly atmosphere, as if heirs of a scholarly family who has been studying for many years, stretched out his hand and said, "Of course, you can come on stage, let's write it on the blackboard, and communicate in front of everyone. Don't talk about victory." Negative, just talk about Fengyue."

There was a murmur of discussion at the scene.

Chen Xiangdong glanced at Guo Zhuangzhuang, and then at several school leaders on the other side. The leaders shook their heads and said don't worry about it, and immediately stopped talking.

Literary circles!

Isn't that what it is?

Literati look down on each other, which has been the case since ancient times.

So Wen Wu is the first, because no one can convince everyone else!

A gathering of literati is not a harmonious place, where everyone chats about romance or asks each other for advice.

It was a brutal fight with words!

even……

It will also continue from the face-to-face verbal fighting to the media.

The matter of several literary giants scolding each other in literary journals for half a year is still talked about by many people.

Because, the scolding between literati is definitely not a vulgar abuse in the fields, but using their own articles and literary ideas as weapons.

Therefore, the scolding at the level of writers is a confrontation of articles with sharp words and extremely high standards.

For many literature lovers, this is a feast.

Now……

For many people present, isn't that what they want to see?

There is a collision...

Only then will there be dazzling sparks!

Guo Zhuangzhuang was also not stage-frightened. He gave Liu Shengnan a self-confident and chic smile, then stepped out of his actions and walked directly to the podium.

clap clap...

I don't know who looked up and applauded.

Then, applause broke out.

At this moment, Wang Qian took the chalk and continued to write the quatrains he wanted to write on the blackboard.

"Two orioles sing in green willows, and a line of egrets ascends to the blue sky."

"The window contains snow for thousands of years in Xiling, and the gate is anchored by a boat of Dongwu thousands of miles away!"

This seven character quatrain ancient poem!

Everyone present has read it more than once.

Many people have even studied it word for word.

Xu Wenwen also talked about it in the freshman class.

so.

Everyone is familiar with this.

but!

now.

Every pair of eyes looking at the four lines of poems on the blackboard has obvious expression changes!

Have doubts!

There are stunning.

There is shock!

Chen Xiangdong whispered to Tang Hepeng beside him: "Old Tang, Wang Qian's handwriting seems unusual!"

Tang Hepeng's eyes were also fixed on each word on the blackboard, and he murmured in a low voice: "It seems to be true, I don't seem to have seen this kind of calligraphy."