Debut After Eight Years

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Butterfly Love Flower?

Key words are written on the blackboard.

More than 2,000 pairs of eyes in the audience focused on this again.

Looking forward to Wang Qian's next performance.

Wang Qian is setting a role for himself right now!

And, a performance.

A talented young literary author.

A young literary author who was embarrassed by some old seniors in the literary circle and then wrote an ancient poem with propositions!

character!

Gentle and refined, modest and cautious, low-key and unassuming, but showing pride and self-confidence in his bones.

Wang Qian looked calm, with his back to the audience of more than 2,000 people, facing the blackboard, with his hands behind his back, thinking, and his body remained motionless.

Everyone naturally thought that he was thinking, and was stumped by this propositional composition.

Many people are relieved!

This guy!

Looks like it's finally back to normal?

It's right to be stumped, right?

If such propositional compositions are written immediately, even if the writing is not very good, as long as the confrontation is neat and the meaning is clear, it can be called awesome.

Guo Zhuangzhuang heaved a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on his face, and said softly, "I'm still stumped after all!"

He wants to say that you still can't...

However, he felt that he was not qualified to say this.

No matter how bad Wang Qian is, his talent in ancient poetry is also a few blocks away from him.

This proposition composition is indeed too difficult!

He didn't even have the qualifications to be asked questions.

Jiang Xing said in a low voice: "It's really too difficult! Pure on-the-spot creation is still restricted by propositions. If this is done, his literary talent and literary thinking are enough to compare with those ancient writers!"

They have only seen this kind of thing in those ancient literary legends, and the protagonists in them are all great writers who have left their names in history. In the stories, they have written masterpieces that have been passed down through the ages.

If Wang Qian completed this proposition composition here.

Then, it can almost be compared with those famous writers in ancient times!

All of them present will be witnesses of history.

but.

Currently watching.

Wang Qian seemed to be stumped.

thinking.

The scene was also quiet.

Everyone present knows that this is extremely difficult.

No one disturbed Wang Qian's thinking.

Unless, Wang Qian gave up by himself!

Xu Xiaoxiao said to Xu Wenwen: "Sister, the people in your school are really bad. They deliberately made Professor Wang unable to step down!"

Xu Wenwen remained silent.

Qin Xuerong's eyes were very worried, and he looked at the back of Wang Qian standing there thinking quietly, wishing he could go up and bear all this instead of Wang Qian.

Many young students also sympathized with Wang Qian.

It's really hard!

If you can't write it, it's not shameful.

Ten minutes have passed!

There have been some small discussions in the quiet scene.

"Actually, Professor Wang doesn't have to force himself. It's fine if he can't write it. Who can write such a difficult proposition as an ancient word in modern times?"

"That's right, why bother to hold on, it's not shameful if you can't write it."

"No one can match the couplet now, and he just can't write this Die Lian Hua, so it's a tie."

...

Chen Xiangdong, Jiang Xing, Cao Wenfang, Fang Guoshu and others in front were secretly relieved!

They were really afraid that Wang Qian would write another work after a few strokes.

Then they really have nothing to say, they can only bow their heads and admit defeat!

Otherwise, if you say anything else, you really don't need any shame.

fine……

Look at Wang Qian's appearance.

It seems to be stumped.

Fang Guoshu glanced at Chen Xiangdong.

Chen Xiangdong immediately understood, stood up and said, "Professor Wang, if it's difficult, why don't you stop here for now? How about sending out the finished work when you have inspiration in the future?"

Chen Xiangdong thought about giving Wang Qian a step down.

That's all for now.

Both sides made each other uncomfortable once.

Even if it is evened!

No one wins or loses!

Wang Qian heard what Chen Xiangdong said.

but.

He didn't look back.

No reply either.

Instead, he suddenly picked up the chalk and started writing on the blackboard.

There was an exclamation from the audience immediately!

"Professor Wang started writing."

"He thought of it?"

"I thought of it in ten minutes, so powerful?"

"Director Chen wants Professor Wang to admit defeat. Obviously, Professor Wang will not admit defeat like this."

"expect!"

"Look..."

...

Chen Xiangdong was embarrassed for a moment, thinking that Wang Qian was concentrating on thinking and didn't hear what he said, so he smiled to cover up his embarrassment, then sat down again, and said to Tang Hepeng in a low voice: "Now, I have lost all face as the director. .”

Tang Hepeng ignored Chen Xiangdong, his eyes were fixed on Wang Qian and the words that appeared on the blackboard.

Lu Chunhu watched Wang Qian's handwriting closely with his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Wang Qian is enough to become a master of a generation with just one calligraphy."

Cao Wenfang was surprised: "He really thought of it?"

Fang Guoshu didn't speak, but just looked at the words written by Wang Qian with his eyes.

Many people followed and read every word written by Wang Qian.

Butterfly loves flowers.

"Standing in a dangerous building, the wind is gentle."

"Looking at the extreme spring and worrying, the sky is full of gloom."

"In the afterglow of the grass and smoke."

"Who will rely on a fence without words."

The sound is getting louder.

read here.

More than a thousand students followed suit.

Everyone's voice revealed a hint of excitement.

Because, after reading this, they have already seen that this is a good work.

They are witnessing the birth of a literary history story!

Chen Xiangdong, Cao Wenfang, Fang Guoshu and others in the front row looked solemn.

It rhymes, it matches, and the Ci Pai is indeed Die Lian Hua.

Wang Qian didn't stop writing chalk, as if his writing was flowing like a fountain, and his writing fingers were quick and with a touch of excitement.

"I plan to get drunk with Shukuangtu."

"Wine is a song, and strong music is tasteless."

"The belt is getting wider and you will never regret it."

"It makes people haggard because of Yixiao."

When Wang Qian's chalk stopped.

When the audience reads the last sentence together!

Everyone's hearts felt as if the spring thunder was waking up to the stinging insects, and their minds went blank for a moment, only humming and roaring sounds.

Last two sentences!

It's heartbreaking!

The belt gradually widens and I don't regret it.

People haggard because of Yixiao!

How many people's voices have been written?

The audience fell silent instantly.

Thousands of people stared wide-eyed at the writing on the blackboard.

At this moment, Wang Qian finally put down the chalk and turned to face everyone.

Still elegant and gentle.

Still smiling.

Still confident with a deep-seated pride.

Wang Qian looked at everyone and said softly: "I didn't create this poem purely on the spot. I was recalling some of my previous ideas and words, and I kept combining and recreating them. It took me ten minutes to come up with it. This work should barely meet Chairman Fang's requirements, right?"

"Yes, it may be a bit slow, sorry!"

These words!

It sounds like old Versailles.

Every piece of work came out in ten minutes, how slow?

Many people feel ashamed when they hear it.

Anyone can hear that Wang Qian expressed some dissatisfaction in his words.

However, no one can be angry!

Even Fang Guoshu and Cao Wenfang couldn't get angry with Wang Qian.

This young man with talent breaking through the sky!

Why are they angry?

and!

Today, Wang Qian was humble and decent throughout the whole process.

Even being so difficult.

Never said a bad word.

Still trying to do it!

One last complaint!

Not too much, right?

Fang Guoshu smiled wryly, knowing that he had lost a little face today.

but.

In front of this kind of talent, there is no shame in losing face!

Fang Guoshu first clapped his palms lightly and applauded!

Cao Wenfang immediately followed and applauded.

Jiang Xing, Chen Xiangdong, Tang Hepeng and others also applauded together.

The professors and teachers such as Bai Hua in the back also applauded together.

The students even booed together and joined in the fun, applauding like waves.

Xu Xiaoxiao, Xu Wenwen, and Qin Xuerong all stood up together.

Liu Shengnan also stood up!

Guo Zhuangzhuang also had to stand up with the people around him, reluctantly applauding along with him!

this time.

Not just all the students in the back stood up.

Even the professors and teachers in the first few rows, as well as the school leaders and well-known alumni, stood up and applauded together.

More than 2,000 people stood up in a black mass.

Applause thundered in all directions.

Standing on the podium, Wang Qian accepted all the praises frankly!

As if, he should have been.

Look into the eyes of more than two thousand pairs of eyes.

Wang Qian didn't feel any pressure, and still had a refined smile on his face.

The applause lasted for more than ten seconds before it gradually stopped.

Everyone also sat down.

Only then did Wang Qian speak: "Okay, this is the end of today's class. It's been two hours, and I'm tired from standing. Everyone, go back and rest, get out of class is over!"

clap clap...

There was another burst of applause, which was farewell applause.

This communication public class.

It's officially over.

The last song is Butterfly Love Flower.

Wang Qian did not give any explanation.

Just write it out.

For all the top students present.

Understanding is definitely just the most basic.

Whether you can understand more meanings that it can represent depends on everyone's understanding.

get out of class is officially over.

but.

But no one left first.

The well-known Zhejiang University alumni and school leaders in front were waiting for Wang Qian to come to chat, so they didn't leave for the time being, and they all wanted to chat with Wang Qian.

And none of the students in the back left, they all looked forward.

A tall girl in a school uniform with long straight black hair trotted from her seat to the podium, ignoring the strange gazes of many people around her, passed Lu Chunhu and the others, and came directly to the podium, and handed the notebook to the podium. To Wang Qian, said respectfully: "Professor Wang, can you sign for me?"

The girl raised her head, and there was a pair of big smart eyes on her delicate face, with admiration and inexplicable affection in her eyes, she looked at Wang Qian without blinking.

Wang Qian nodded slightly, took the notebook, and took out a pen prepared in advance from his suit pocket. He saw that all his works were written in the notebook, from the quatrains he published before to the butterfly love flower he just wrote, A lot.

Wang Qian looked at the girl in a little surprise.

The girl said a little shyly: "I like every piece of your work, including songs and piano pieces, and all these literary works."

Wang Qian laughed: "Thank you, what's your name?"

The girl said in surprise, "My name is Zhang Yuqi!"

Wang Qian quickly wrote a line in the notebook: For Zhang Yuqi, a classmate of Zhejiang University——Wang Qian finished writing, and Wang Qian handed the notebook to Zhang Yuqi.

Zhang Yuqi took it with both hands, looked at it carefully, the more she liked it, the happier she was, then couldn't help but stepped forward, opened her hands and gently hugged Wang Qian.

Wang Qian didn't react for a while, he was taken aback for a moment, his body was hugged by the other party stiffly, and he smelled a fragrance.

"Professor Wang, I like you!"

When Zhang Yuqi hugged Wang Qian, she quickly whispered something in Wang Qian's ear, then her face turned crimson, she turned around and ran off without daring to look back.

A sudden confession.

Only Wang Qian heard it.

The others did not hear.

Many eyes around Zhang Yuqi!

There is envy, there is disdain...

but!

Immediately behind Zhang Yuqi, a large group of people flocked to the podium, holding their books, notebooks, or a piece of clothing, wanting Wang Qian to sign.

"Professor Wang, I want an autograph too, thank you."

"Professor Wang, I like your Die Lian Hua, can you write down the last two lines for me, and write another word of encouragement? Thank you..."

"Professor Wang, can you sign my clothes? I'm your big fan."

"Professor Wang……"

...

Seeing, hundreds of students blocked the podium, and then everyone spontaneously started to line up, all wanting Wang Qian's autograph.

Wang Qian was a little helpless, but he couldn't turn around and leave.

after all.

Already signed one.

Others can't ignore it.

I could only pick up a notebook or something and sign my name.

Later, Chen Xiangdong, Tang Hepeng, Cao Wenfang, Jiang Xing, Lu Chunhu, Guo Zhuangzhuang, Liu Shengnan and others did not leave.

Together, Chen Xiangdong and Jiang Xing put away each piece of blackboard written by Wang Qian neatly, and planned to take it back and keep it all, but Lu Chunhu had already said that he would take it back to study the calligraphy on it.

Then, they watched Wang Qian busy signing autographs as if he was holding a fan meeting.

All of these academic masters have now become like groupies.

Hundreds of people lined up outside the auditorium!

And, it seems like people are continuing to join the ranks.

Chen Xiangdong saw that there seemed to be more and more people like this, and he didn't know when it would end. He immediately used his identity and said loudly: "Students, Professor Wang is very tired. I don't have time to sign everyone. So , only one hundred places! After one hundred students, there is no need to queue up."

The students behind were very unhappy.

But seeing what the school leader said, he didn't dare to say anything.

Bai Hua consciously counted the students and drove away the one hundred students behind.

This time!

Wang Qian relaxed a lot.

Sign one by one.

"What's your name, classmate?"

"Xu Xiaoxiao!"

Wang Qian raised his head suddenly, and looked at the smiling face in front of him, with some baby fat smiling faces, and his watery eyes stared at him, as if he wanted to swallow himself with his eyes.

This look!

As an old scumbag, Wang Qian understood it at a glance.

This girl!

It may not be the usual obsession with yourself.

Xu Xiaoxiao said softly: "Professor Wang, please sign me again."

Wang Qian lowered his head and wrote his name on the notebook, then nodded: "Smile, you can ask me to sign it later, you don't have to wait in line."

Xu Xiaoxiao: "It's okay, I want to get your autograph early."

Get signed.

Xu Xiaoxiao didn't stop, and turned to find his sister Xu Wenwen.

Qin Xuerong, who was standing beside Wang Qian, was very distressed, and held the water glass to Wang Qian's mouth, and said in a low voice, "Drink some water, I've been talking for so long."

Wang Qian nodded, smiled at Qin Xuerong, and just took a big sip of water.

Everyone present saw it.

Wang Qian has a girlfriend!

and.

All are smart people with vision.

It can be seen at a glance that Qin Xuerong is not from an ordinary family.

She has a very good appearance, not inferior to those traffic florets who made their debut by virtue of their looks, and their temperament is even a few blocks away from those traffic florets. At first glance, they are not ordinary ordinary people.

Many girls who lined up showed disappointed expressions!

Girlish feelings are always poetry.

Wang Qian's perfect performance in this class today almost captured the hearts of most of the girls attending the class.

Their talent breaks through the sky, their looks are handsome, and their temperament is in line with the perfect imagination in their hearts.

Almost, impeccable!

What they want, what they want to see.

Wang Qian has it all.

Coupled with the word of Duojin.

It's so perfect that even those Marysu idol dramas dare not make it up like this.

pity!

He saw Qin Xuerong standing beside Wang Qian.

Several emotional girls shed tears on the spot.

Half an hour passed.

It's almost finished.

"What's the classmate's name?"

"Liu Shengnan!"

Wang Qian smiled and looked up again.

Liu Shengnan stood in front of him, smiled mischievously, and looked at the notebook he handed to Wang Qian: "Professor Wang, please sign me. From now on, I am also your fan. These few songs of yours The work, it's really good, it gave me some inspiration."

Wang Qian also smiled and shook his head, without saying anything. Seeing Liu Shengnan's innocent eyes and smile, he felt a little less tired. He wrote his name and handed it to Liu Shengnan.

Like other students, Liu Shengnan got his autograph and left.

"Student, what's your name?"

"Yu Jingruo!"

Wang Qian's hand trembled.

Looked up again.

There is only one deep memory.

The face like a fairy born out of the world appeared in front of him again.

Yu Jingruo was actually wearing a school uniform, with a face that didn't have the slightest smell of human fireworks. He looked like a college student, and his eyes that seemed to see through the world blinked: "Professor Wang, can you sign for me?"

Wang Qian avoided Yu Jingruo's gaze, lowered his head and quickly wrote his name, and asked curiously, "Why are you here?"

Yu Jingruo said with a smile: "I took part in the auditorium and took classes here to enrich myself. We graduated together, and you are already professors, so I can't be too bad."

Yu Jingruo's body was filled with a scent of books, and he tilted his head to look at Wang Qian, then at Qin Xuerong beside Wang Qin, and said with a smile, "Your girlfriend is so beautiful."

Qin Xuerong looked at Yu Jingruo and smiled, "Thank you, you are beautiful too."

Yu Jingruo nodded slightly to Qin Xuerong: "Thank you!"

After speaking, Yu Jingruo smiled at Wang Qian again, turned around and left in a very carefree manner, holding two books and the notebook signed by Wang Qian in both hands.

One hundred people, officially finished.

Wang Qian looked at Yu Jingruo's back, feeling a little distressed.

Qin Xuerong looked at Wang Qian carefully, and asked softly, "Do you know her?"

Wang Qian smiled, grabbed Qin Xuerong's hand, nodded and admitted: "Well, my college classmate chased me before."

Qin Xuerong was surprised: "She chased you?"

She had to be surprised.

Yu Jingruo was the first opposite sex who surprised her a little.

It doesn't matter how good-looking she is, no matter how tall she is, she is about the same as her and some people she has met.

The main reason is that Yu Jingruo's temperament is the most unique she has ever seen.

If you go to play a fairy, you can perfectly perform your real performance.

In her opinion.

A woman with excellent temperament and appearance like Yu Jingruo has no shortage of suitors, and her vision is ridiculously high, which is not noticed by ordinary people.

It is even more impossible to chase after a man!

Even if!

This man is Wang Qian she likes.

She also felt that it was impossible for Yu Jingruo to do such a thing.

Fairies, it is possible to like mortals.

However, fairies can never court mortals.

Wang Qian nodded slightly to express his affirmation. Yu Jingruo had indeed confessed his love to him back then, and without much explanation, he looked at Chen Xiangdong and the others who came over.

Qin Xuerong no longer asked about these things about Wang Qian's past.

Even about Wang Qian's divorce, she knew about it and never asked about it, and she didn't even ask who Wang Qian's ex-wife was.

Because Wang Qian didn't say anything.

She won't ask!

at this time.

Qin Xuerong looked at Chen Xiangdong and Fang Guoshu with unkind eyes.

Just now, they deliberately made things difficult for Wang Qian, but Qin Xuerong will never forget it.

Wang Qian still had a smile on his face, as if nothing had happened, faced Chen Xiangdong's hand, reached out to hold it, and then quickly let go.

Chen Xiangdong said to Wang Qian: "Professor Wang, today is an eye-opener. I never thought that a person's talent can overflow to such a degree. Talented, talented, that's how it is. I admire..."

Chen Xiangdong's face was full of admiration.

Tang Hepeng said: "Professor Wang, from now on, you will have a place in the Chinese literary world! Today, I am completely convinced. These four works are all masterpieces."

Wang Qian said modestly: "Professor Tang praised it by chance."

Fang Guoshu looked at Wang Qian and said solemnly: "Professor Wang, I was the one who was abrupt just now. I am here and want to invite you to join our West Lake Writers Association. What do you think?"

Wang Qian looked at Fang Guoshu and said with a smile, "Thank you Chairman Fang for inviting me personally. I'll think about it."

Fang Guoshu didn't look angry, and said: "Okay, Professor Wang, please consider carefully for a seat, I sincerely invite you."

Wang Qian thanked again: "Thank you! I am a little tired today, let's talk about it next time."

Fang Guoshu didn't say anything more, just nodded.

Jiang Xing came up and shook hands with Wang Qian: "Hello, Professor Wang, I like your work very much."

Wang Qian didn't know Jiang Xing, nor had he seen his works, so he said politely: "Hello, your works are also very good."

Several people chatted a few more words.

Then I asked Wang Qian some questions about his Die Lian Hua.

Wang Qian answered them one by one.

Then, Fang Guoshu and Cao Wenfang took their leave one after another and left.

Lu Chunhu was still asking Wang Qian about calligraphy: "Professor Wang, did you practice your calligraphy yourself? Didn't you learn it from others?"

Wang Qian looked at the other party and replied: "Well, I figured it out and practiced it myself. I just wanted to write calligraphy that is different from running script and regular script, and it ended up like this."

Lu Chunhu praised: "Sure enough, it is a generation of masters! I admire it."

Seeing that Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen were waiting for him at the door, Wang Qian said goodbye to Chen Xiangdong and the others: "Director Chen, then I will take my leave first. I am a little tired from today's class and want to go back to rest. gone."

Chen Xiangdong looked around and saw that there were not many people left in the auditorium, so he said to Wang Qian, "Professor Wang, I have an idea, listen to it!"

Wang Qian was a little curious and didn't know what the other party was going to say, so he nodded: "Director Chen, tell me."

Qin Xuerong looked at Chen Xiangdong with a vigilant expression.

Chen Xiangdong said with a smile: "Professor Wang, we all admire and recognize your talent today. You see, our students also like you very much. They also like your class. So, I want to send you a Invite, invite you to be our visiting professor at Zhejiang University, I hope you can come to our school to give lectures when you have time."

Invite me to be a professor at Zhejiang University?

Wang Qian was slightly shocked in his heart.

But, on the surface, it was peaceful.