Debut After Eight Years

Everyone on the scene.

And all the viewers in front of the TV.

Seeing this scene, they all fell silent, a little dazed.

Many general viewers have no idea what this represents.

However, people such as Xiao Dongmei, Lu Chunhu, Xue Zhenguo, the presenter Daji, and the four mentors, Wang Jingyu, Cui Wenfeng, Qin Han, and Liu Junhua all knew what Wang Qian was going to do.

That is, don't waste paper and ink!

Or, to put it mildly, it is.

If the paper is dipped in ink, write it out!

You can't write half of it, or give up after writing the beginning!

Especially in a very formal occasion like this, it can't be like this.

When you usually practice by yourself, you can do whatever you want, just be happy and casual.

However, on such a formal occasion, there are still so many audiences watching on the scene and in front of the TV.

Well, ink is on the paper.

Wang Qian will continue to write this piece of paper.

The host Daji had a smile on his face.

because.

Wang Qian wrote another calligraphy sentence.

That's one more.

There are only six people on the stage, except for Wang Qian, the other four instructors have already gained something.

Only he, the host, was left empty-handed.

I want to write more of this one, isn't it too much?

Daji had already thought about how he should speak when Wang Qian finished writing this calligraphy. He had to show that he had a high EQ, and he could not offend Wang Qian, let alone the four mentors. The most important thing was to make Wang Qian I am willing to take the initiative to give my work to him.

But Wang Qian didn't care about the people around him.

It's just that he has just written down a few pieces of calligraphy one after another, which made him enter this state!

After all, he also spent a lot of time practicing calligraphy before, which is why he wrote this good handwriting.

Then, when he occasionally practices calligraphy, he will also enter this state of extreme concentration, which will quickly improve his calligraphy level, and he may be able to grasp the inner essence of it in an instant, and with a little practice, he will be able to write with charm. This is also a talent.

And now, Wang Qian also vaguely felt this way.

His mastery of the thin gold body is still a little short before he can truly achieve greatness and become a true calligraphy master level existence.

This moment.

Wang Qian seemed to have a new understanding of the thin gold font in his heart. Looking at the drop of ink, he naturally stretched out the brush, tapped on the drop of ink, and wrote a word smoothly along the trace of the ink!

Many people's eyes widened.

I saw that Wang Qian wrote a word "Tian".

Wang Jingyu was a little nervous, holding her own handwriting with one hand, and clenched the other hand tightly on her chest.

Cui Wenfeng stretched his head and carefully looked at Wang Qian's brush!

Qin Han and Liu Junhua couldn't even hold their breath!

Many people who know literature and calligraphy in front of the TV have their eyes widened at this moment, and they dare not blink for fear that they will miss the next moment.

mountain city.

Xiao Dongmei even stepped forward quickly, standing in front of the TV and staring at Wang Qian in the picture and the brush in his hand.

Moreover, Xiao Dongcheng and his mother also came to watch.

The Xiao family is a scholarly family, they don't want to miss Wang Qian's next performance, and they want to see if Wang Qian will surprise them!

I see.

Wang Qian's hands were like the horns of an antelope, without any trace. The brush seemed to come alive in his hands. The brush and ink moved quickly, leaving words on the white paper below!

The sky is pure sand!

Xiao Dongcheng's eyes brightened, and he whispered excitedly: "This is Wang Qian's new work that has never been published. I will memorize all his works. There is absolutely no name of Tianjingsha! No, Tianjingsha is the name of the song... ..."

"Shut up!"

Xiao Dongmei said two words coldly, without taking her eyes off the TV screen.

Xiao Dongcheng immediately shut up and stopped talking.

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Rongcheng.

In a villa.

Liu Shengnan announced the afternoon break to the team today, so he finished work early and sat on a chair with his mother to watch TV.

Seeing Wang Qian's performance at this moment.

Liu Shengnan stopped eating snacks, moved a chair and sat in front of the TV to watch!

My mother didn't understand this very well, and muttered in a low voice: "You blocked me."

Liu Shengnan turned his body slightly to get out of the way, but he didn't back away, still watching from a very close place.

in the screen.

Wang Qian held the brush in his hand, and on the white paper, words appeared one by one quickly!

The sky is clean and sandy, Qiusi!

Withered vines, old trees, faint crows.

Small bridges and flowing water.

The ancient road west wind thin horse.

sunset,

Heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

When Liu Shengnan saw this scene, his hands were shaking.

Mom was taken aback: "Girl, what are you doing?"

Liu Shengnan waved his hand, and said with a trembling voice, "It's okay."

At this moment, in Liu Shengnan's eyes and heart, there is only the figure on the TV screen.

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West Lake City!

Sisters Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen are also watching the TV screen at home today.

Seeing Wang Qian write four words one after another, Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed with distress.

Those who really understand calligraphy know that it takes a lot of energy to concentrate on writing high-level calligraphy characters, and it also consumes a lot of physical energy.

Therefore, those great writers in ancient times were basically not fat. Looking at the portraits that have been handed down, those ancient writers are all skinny and look like they have been malnourished for a long time. However, in fact, those scholars who have become great writers are from very well-to-do families, and it is impossible for them to be hungry and not have enough to eat.

That's because they have practiced calligraphy for a long time since they were young, and they can stand for an hour or two or even half a day at a time. Coupled with the constant swinging of their arms, it is also a great burden on the body, and they are long-distance when they go out to study, take exams, etc. Trek up and down.

Therefore, the ancient literati were really not fat!

Sisters Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen have also practiced calligraphy for a long time. Recently, they have practiced Wang Qian's thin gold calligraphy more diligently than before.

It is very clear that Wang Qian must be exhausted on the stage now.

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at Wang Qian, feeling distressed all over his face and eyes.

Xu Wenwen hugged Xu Xiaoxiao and said nothing, feeling sorry for his sister, this girl's love for Wang Qian could be seen with her eyes.

However, she really couldn't persuade her.

Because, she knew that she almost fell.

If it weren't for the fact that Wang Qian already has Qin Xuerong by his side, and his sister is so obsessed with her, if she keeps making herself rational, she might be like her own sister!

They came from a family of scholars and artists.

Facing someone like Wang Qian, there is really no resistance.

The sky is clean and sandy, autumn thoughts.

Xu Xiaoxiao said in a low voice: "Professor Wang's new work! It's a pity that I can't get it."

Xu Wenwen was full of anticipation!

Finished writing a song called Tianjingsha.

Just a few words.

However, the picture is overwhelming.

The name is Qiu Si.

But there is not a word of autumn in the whole article, but every word is about autumn, and the feeling of loneliness and bleakness, which is invincible when combined with autumn.

A sense of loneliness and desolation came over my face.

Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes were full of surprises, and he praised: "This poem is short and concise, so good!"

Xu Wenwen also nodded: "That's right. Every word, every word, is used just right. It's not that amazing at first glance, but after reading it carefully, the more you read, the more you feel it, and the more you read it, the more attractive it is. This is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation. I can't even describe Professor Wang's talent."

Xu Xiaoxiao: "Let's visit Professor Wang tomorrow and ask him about this work..."

Xu Wenwen thought for a while, then nodded helplessly: "Okay!"

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the capital.

A courtyard.

At this moment, both Xue Zhenguo and Xue Man were shocked.

This is good sound stage!

Hundreds of millions of people across the country are now watching.

How does Wang Qian write calligraphy when he is so unparalleled? He writes, writes, and begins to create?

Xue Zhenguo: "Wang Qian suddenly came up with inspiration? This song Tian Jingsha is really good to read. It is short and short but has a profound artistic conception. It is worth savoring carefully."

Xueman was also dumbfounded: "Maybe, when I was writing calligraphy, I suddenly got inspiration? Now, it happens to be autumn too..."

As she said that, Xueman directly wrote a paragraph on Weibo on the spot: "Look at the live broadcast of Professor Wang's calligraphy writing, a surprise is coming! A song of clean sand from the sky, this autumn is worth missing, this autumn, so lonely and desolate..."

Xue Zhenguo leaned in front of the TV and looked carefully, and said in a low voice: "The last word written by Wang Qian, the font seems to be more beautiful and has more charm! It really has the taste of a master."

Xue Zhenguo was a little puzzled. Although he liked Wang Qian's calligraphy and imitated it before, he also knew that although Wang Qian's calligraphy was excellent, it was not a real master, but had an inner realm and charm.

That takes time and life experience to settle.

He believes that Wang Qian will become a master with enough life experience in the future...

But I didn't expect it!

before his eyes.

on television.

In front of hundreds of millions of viewers across the country.

Wang Qian wrote the charm that belongs to the master alone.

At this moment, he knew that Wang Qian was a real master of calligraphy.

Coupled with an original thin gold calligraphy font.

It can be said that he is the real master of calligraphy who established a school...

horrible!

When Xue Zhenguo thought of this, he felt a terrible feeling in his heart.

Wang Qian, too young...

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on weibo.

It is also very hot at the moment.

Below Wang Qian's Weibo, it was very lively.

"My mother asked me why I was watching TV on my knees! I said, I was watching a fairy."

"Professor Wang teaches you how to write ancient Chinese words online!"

"Professor Wang's class has started, is it abolished?"

"Have you noticed that the Tianjingsha written by Professor Wang seems to look better than before?"

"Is this talent? I can't afford it, I can't afford it!"

"To be honest, Professor Wang reminds all other geniuses all the time that you are all trash."

"I searched, but there is no such poem. Did Professor Wang compose it on the spot?"

"I just want to ask, how can I get this painting of Tianjing Shaqiusi written by Professor Wang? Who can get it, I beg, the price is not a problem."

"The opening king explodes!"

...

program site.

All the people present at the moment, whether it is the audience, or the four mentors on the stage, and the host.

And all the staff of the program group, at the moment, feel like a suppressed volcano, wishing to erupt immediately.

only!

Seeing Wang Qian still quietly looking at the words he wrote.

Therefore, no one dared to speak at the scene.

The audience blushed with excitement, but they all held back their excitement and didn't speak!

The host Daji almost broke the microphone in his hand, his lips parted and opened, but he didn't speak!

They were all afraid of disturbing Wang Qian.

The four mentors, Wang Jingyu, Cui Wenfeng, Liu Junhua, and Qin Han, looked at this new work written by Wang Qian, and then looked at the words in their hands. It seems that the words in their hands are not so sweet anymore.

in a rest room.

Lin Gangjun all leaned in front of the TV screen to watch.

Although he is not so obsessed with calligraphy and does not practice calligraphy himself, he also understands calligraphy works.

He knew that what Wang Qian was showing at this moment was very valuable in the world of calligraphy.

Lin Gangjun shook his head in a low voice: "Wang Qian's talent is invincible! I hope my song tonight will make everyone like it!"

Lin Gangjun lacked confidence in facing Wang Qian.

Wang Qian's talent is so amazing that he himself likes and admires him very much.

He likes all of Wang Qian's literary works, as well as all the songs and piano pieces!

If he wasn't a rock person and had his own pride in his heart, Lin Gangjun might have become Wang Qian's fan.

But today, facing Wang Qian, the only hope in Lin Gangjun's heart at the moment is that the English rock song composed by the company's foreign team can bring novelty and surprise to everyone.

In Lin Gangjun's heart, he likes English rock far more than Chinese rock!

After all, English rock is the source, and Chinese rock is the latecomer.

Therefore, he feels that English rock is more rock and roll, and has a more rock flavor, and it is truly pure rock.

In addition, the works and teams he brought are world-class!

This gave him some confidence!

However, this does not prevent him from admiring Wang Qian's talent.

"Unfortunately, it would be great if I could get this painting."

Longing and envy appeared on Lin Gangjun's face!

And Ende looked at the TV screen and asked softly, "Lin, what is he doing?"

Several other foreigners also looked at Lin Gangjun curiously, wanting to know what this opponent was doing.

Lin Gangjun glanced at several people and explained in English: "This is our Chinese literature and art. He is a master in this art field. Everyone likes and admires his literary works very much."

The musicians of several rock bands are all looking at the TV screen in surprise at this moment!

Because, in their inertial cognition.

Rock people, and the field of literature and art are two parallel lines that never intersect!

In Europe and the United States, rockers represent individuality and rebellion, and they have a natural dislike and rejection of so-called literature and art!

At the same time, people in the field of literature and art also despise rock people from a high position, thinking that this group of people is social trash!

The two sides, it can be said that they dislike each other, and some people from the two fields are even deadly enemies!

but……

Their opponent, a new rock star in China, is actually a master in the field of literature and art?

Simply novel.

Ender said only one thing: "This is incredible!"

...

Another lounge.

Qin Xuerong had already led Murong Yue, Jiang Yu, Zhao Wei, and He Fulin out of the waiting room and walked directly towards the stage.

Qin Xuerong said in a low voice: "Xiaoyue, Jiang Jiang, you can go directly to the stage and help Wang Qian down later. I think he is a bit tired and needs a good rest. Lao Zhao, Lao He, you guys have written this picture of Wang Qian. Sha Qiusi take it down, don't let them take it away. I want to take it home for collection, you must be careful, don't break it..."

Murong Yue and Jiang Yu also had some excitement and a hint of shock in their eyes.

Even though, I have seen many of Wang Qian's talents.

The two beautiful girls, and the two old rockers, were a little shocked by Wang Qian's actions at the moment!

The four nodded at the same time, expressing that they would definitely complete the task Qin Xuerong ordered.

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on the stage.

Wang Qian felt very tired after writing this piece of Tianjing Shaqiusi, and wanted to have a good sleep.

This is also the reason why he wrote Tianjingsha Qiusi. This song has a small number of words, and he is a little tired. It may not be enough to maintain his peak state and write too many words. This song Tianjingsha is just right.

However, his eyes were very excited.

because.

He knew that his calligraphy had truly entered the ranks of masters.

This thin gold calligraphy is worthy of any master.

His previous thin gold calligraphy was just more novel, but in terms of pure calligraphy attainment, it just touched the threshold of a master, and he was not a calligraphy master as the outside world said.

Now, facing some titles of masters, he can face and admit it calmly.

Wang Qian didn't pay attention to the people around him, but just wrote his name at the end with a brush.

This letter is finished!

Pick it up and have a look.

Looks more satisfied.

"Professor Wang, can I exchange one with you?"

Beside, Wang Jingyu saw Wang Qian put down the brush, guessed that Wang Qian should have finished writing, and said quickly, her eyes were full of longing, she really wanted to exchange the calligraphy work in Wang Qian's hand for the one in Wang Qian's hand.

However.

Cui Wenfeng also said quickly: "Professor Wang, trade with me, trade with me! I owe you two favors. If you need my help in the future, I will be there whenever you are called!"

Several people are people who have some appreciation for calligraphy works.

Therefore, they all know that the calligraphy written by Wang Qian in Tianjing Shaqiusi seems to have more charm and looks more pleasing to the eye. It must be a better work, not to mention that it is a new poem. Works are more valuable.

Because, the only one is worth more.

Rare things are more expensive.

Qin Han: "Professor Wang, do you still remember that I was the first to turn around for you? Change with me..."

Liu Junhua: "Professor Wang, we are Yangyin's colleagues. We are colleagues. If we change with me, I owe you a favor..."

The four immediately competed.

The host Daji said weakly: "Four teachers, Professor Wang, you see, I don't have Professor Wang's work here, can Professor Wang give me this work? I am also a fan of Professor Wang, I like Wang Qian's calligraphy, I have always wanted to get a piece of Professor Wang's work for collection..."

Daji looked at Wang Qian with sincerity on his face.

However, at this moment, Zhou Qinghua's voice appeared in Daji's ears: "Stop talking, Wang Qian's girlfriend has brought someone to fetch it, so stop arguing!"

Daji's expression was visibly stunned.

Wang Qian also gradually came back to his senses at this moment, woke up from the artistic conception just now, and took a look at the picture, and he was very satisfied with it.

It is not inferior to the calligraphy of the top thin gold calligraphy master in China that he had seen in his previous life.

It is impossible for him to send out such a commemorative work.

so.

Wang Qian said with a little apology: "Several, I'm really sorry, I want to collect this work myself."

The four tutors all had regrets on their faces. Knowing that they had already got a piece of work, they wanted something better. It was really greedy.

Liu Junhua smiled and said: "Then I will definitely go to Professor Wang's place next time to observe this work. I think this is a master-level calligraphy work."

Wang Qian said with a smile: "Brother Hua is too famous!"

Wang Jingyu's eyes were pity.

Cui Wenfeng and Qin Han didn't say anything, they just quickly put away the work they got and thanked Wang Qian.

Cui Wenfeng: "I am already satisfied. I am very satisfied with Professor Wang's calligraphy. I will definitely frame it when I go back and make it a family heirloom."

There was a lot of laughter at the scene, thinking that Cui Wenfeng was joking.

In fact, this is what Cui Wenfeng said in his heart, and he really wants to take it back and keep it as a family heirloom.

Because, he believes, Wang Qian will definitely achieve astonishing achievements in the future, and will definitely become the existence of a great writer in a splendid era in history, and his works will also become literary collections with historical value!

After a hundred and eighty years.

It might be worth a fortune.

After a few hundred years.

Undoubtedly, it is a very sought-after collection of cultural relics!

Cui Wenfeng feels that it is more meaningful to leave such a thing of artistic value to future generations!

Qin Han smiled and said, "Thank you Professor Wang, I like it very much..."

As he said that, Qin Han's eyes still glanced at the song Tian Jingsha in front of Wang Qian from time to time.

Wang Jingyu came up and gave Wang Qian a hug: "Thank you..."

Wang Qian patted Wang Jingyu's shoulder, expressing.

The atmosphere at the scene became harmonious and lively.

The applause was also thunderous.

The host Daji quickly adjusted his mentality, entered the mode of hosting, and said loudly: "I didn't expect that I could see such a high-level live calligraphy creation here today. I think this is the highlight of my hosting career so far. The moment! And, I feel like this show and I have become sunny all of a sudden."

And at this time.

Murong Yue, Jiang Yu, Zhao Wei, and He Fulin walked up from the entrance.

Everyone was a little taken aback.

Then, Murong Yue and Jiang Yu came over to support Wang Qian's arms on both sides and walked off the stage.

Zhao Wei and He Fulin smiled at everyone, they didn't express anything like Jiang Yu and Murong Yue, after smiling, they carefully put away Wang Qian's Tianjing Shaqiusi, and left with Wang Qian in front up.

The host said at this time: "Professor Wang is a little tired, so his band came to take him down to have a rest, so as not to affect his subsequent performances! We still thank Professor Wang for bringing us such a wonderful calligraphy performance, let us Knowing the splendor of Chinese studies and how beautiful our Chinese cultural heritage is. I have the urge to practice calligraphy..."

"Thank you Professor Wang!"

The warm applause sounded again.

The four instructors also applauded Wang Qian, then returned to their seats, and displayed the calligraphy works they got from Wang Qian on the table in front of them.

The lens also gave a close-up!

There was applause again.

The four instructors were all smiling, obviously very satisfied with this and liked the work they got.

...

Zhou Qinghua was also full of excitement and anticipation at the moment, and asked He Dongming who came over: "How about the ratings data?"

He Dongming also had excited eyes, and said with a smile: "Director Zhou, you dare not imagine how exaggerated the ratings are now!"

Several leaders of the program group looked at He Dongming expectantly.

Zhou Qinghua couldn't wait to say: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, what time!"

He Dongming chuckled: "It's just past 9 o'clock, and it's a record for nearly ten years!"

The entire program group was silent when they heard this data, but everyone flushed with excitement.

Zhou Qinghua clenched his fists even more tightly!

Everyone is very excited.

Because, they know, this is not the end of tonight!

Later, there will be more performances that everyone is looking forward to.

Tonight, they will create a miracle in variety show ratings.

or.

It can be said that the ratings are a miracle!