Debut After Eight Years

When Wang Qian went to the capital, he only brought Qin Xuerong with him!

Only one person was notified, that is, He Chaohui, who wanted to go to the capital in a low-key manner and stay in Yangyin for two days in a low-key manner to make more preparations for the lecture.

After all, he was lecturing to the world in his own country, and Wang Qian was also a little nervous and dignified, not wanting to make mistakes.

It must end with the most perfect ending...

Otherwise, it may not be able to suppress many teachers and students from famous schools in Europe and America, as well as top music art masters in Europe and the United States.

but……

When Wang Qian took Qin Xuerong off the plane, he smiled wryly when he saw the densely packed crowd and media gathered at the airport.

It seems!

In the age of mobile information, it is indeed difficult to keep secrets.

He Chaohui quickly greeted them with several Yangyin leaders, teachers and students.

"Professor Wang, I didn't expect the news to leak out."

He Chaohui came up and said apologetically, glanced casually at several school leaders, teachers and students around him.

Apart from her, only these few people knew the news of Wang Qian's coming to the capital.

However, she can't help it.

She represents Yang Yin. Wang Qian's status in the domestic and international music art field is so high now. It is impossible for her to come to welcome Wang Qian alone. If it spreads like that, people will say it. Disrespect and disregard.

She could only inform the leader to bring a few more important figures from the school to greet her, which seemed grand to Yang Yin.

However, once the news spreads, there is no way to keep it secret.

Within half an hour, the news reached the ears of the media.

Once it is known by the media, the news will quickly spread to the world.

it's not...

More than an hour ago, hundreds of media outlets and hundreds of self-media Internet celebrities had come to Beijing Airport to catch up on the popularity, and thousands of fans from all walks of life had gathered.

And this is already the result of official control, otherwise I am afraid that the airport will be paralyzed now.

He Zhaohui heard that people had already gathered on the way from the airport to the city. Although it may not be as exaggerated as Wang Qian gathered hundreds of thousands of people when he returned to China in Shanghai, at least there are still more than 100,000 people.

He Chaohui sighed!

She was afraid that after the news spread, Wang Qian would not be able to direct the performance at Yangyin with peace of mind when he came to the capital.

Maybe it will affect the effect of this lecture facing the world.

Several leaders around He Chaohui also enthusiastically came up to shake hands with Wang Qian.

Wang Qian shook hands with several people calmly.

These few are all elders in the field of education. After all, Yangyin's level is very high, not inferior to top comprehensive universities such as Mizuki Kyō University.

However, Wang Qian was not interested in them.

These people are too utilitarian.

Wang Qian dealt with it casually, and quickly said: "Let's go first, otherwise more people will gather here. I don't want to cause trouble to others."

With so many people gathered, other travelers will definitely be affected.

He Chaohui smiled wryly again.

She didn't say that the school leaders wanted to organize thousands of teachers and students to form a welcome team at the beginning.

Forcibly stopped by her.

If she hadn't kept in close contact with Wang Qian, she might not be able to stop the enthusiasm of the school leaders.

Wang Qian held Qin Xuerong's hand, looked at Jiang Yu who was standing at the end of the crowd, and waved lightly.

Jiang Yu also smiled wryly. She was resting at home, and was notified by the school leader to forcefully come to welcome Wang Qian.

She knew that Wang Qian would definitely not like this.

However, due to her mother's status, her own affection for graduating from Yangyin, and now she is considered to be half a professor of Yangyin, she had to agree to the school leader.

Therefore, she quietly stood at the end, lowering her sense of existence.

Wang Qian also saw her, and nodded with a smile, as a greeting.

Fortunately, the official prepared the car in advance and came to the gate of the airport from the special passage, otherwise they might not be able to get through.

There were dense media cameras and self-media mobile phone cameras outside, as well as many fans holding fan signs to support Wang Qian. When they saw Wang Qian appearing, they shouted loudly.

"Professor Wang, I love you."

"Professor Wang, you are number one in the world."

"Professor Wang……"

...

Many media did not let Wang Qian go.

"Professor Wang, when you come to Beijing this time, how many schools will you accept to give lectures?"

"Professor Wang, as far as I know, literary elders from many Asian countries and regions have come to the capital, and they may attack you in the near future. Have you figured out how to deal with it?"

"Professor Wang, Mingze Jibu, the master of Wenzong of the island country, publicly said that your literary talent is bragging, and that you were deliberately created by the Chinese government. How do you respond to this?"

"Professor Wang, Li Zaizhi, a master of Bangguo literature, expressed his desire to discuss Chinese studies with you. He said that poetry first appeared in Bangguo, and he also said that you are the inheritor of Bangguo culture. What do you say?"

"Professor Wang, will you officially become a world music master when you give lectures at Yangyin this time?"

"Professor Wang……"

...

Many media reporters are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and they have spread the words of Chinese cultural masters in Asian countries and regions to Wang Qian's ears in recent days. Of course, there will be no good things to say to Wang Qian deliberately. They are all kinds of provocations and belittling, hoping to arouse some emotions on the spot in Wang Qian, so as to create news topics.

pity!

Faced with all kinds of media voices, Wang Qian chose to ignore all of them. He just waved to the many fans behind him who were holding up signs to support him, and then quickly pulled Qin Xuerong into the car.

The car did not hesitate, and under the escort of the security personnel, it quickly left the scene and drove towards Yangyin!

In the past few days, Wang Qian will temporarily live in Yangyin.

The school leaders of Yangyin also specially prepared a villa for Wang Qian, and replaced all the furniture and utensils in the villa with brand new ones, just waiting for Wang Qian to move in.

The car left the airport and went to the Yangyin campus. Both sides of the road were full of cars. Many people stood on the roof of the car and waved at Wang Qian's car. They were basically fans who came to support Wang Qian.

Fans in Beijing are not as humane as fans in Shanghai.

However, this is also inevitable.

After all, it wasn't long before the news of Wang Qian's arrival spread, and many people didn't know about it, or didn't have time to rush over when they knew about it.

Unlike the last time when Wang Qian returned to Shanghai from New York, the news had been spread a day or two in advance, and many fans in Shanghai were naturally prepared and had time to come.

and.

Wang Qian is a native of Modu, so he will naturally be more popular with Modu people.

"Professor Wang……"

"Professor Wang……"

"Professor Wang……"

The car drove slowly, and although the windows were closed, Wang Qian and Qin Xuerong could still hear clear shouts from outside.

Qin Xuerong said in a low voice: "This is the craziest scene in the capital I have ever seen."

Qin Xuerong, who grew up in the capital, had never seen such a scene.

Even when the Olympic Games were held in Beijing, there was no such crazy enthusiasm.

Wang Qian sat in front of the window without pulling down the curtains, allowing people outside to see him clearly, and said softly: "A few days ago, this was the first time such a scene occurred in Shanghai."

Qin Xuerong nodded, holding Wang Qian's hand tightly, her eyes full of pride.

...

In a certain courtyard in Beijing.

Xue Zhenguo, Xue Man, Zhao Shuren, Lin Xizhan, and a young woman sat in front of the TV, watching the lively scenes on the TV screen.

It was the picture of the sea of ​​people when Wang Qian came out of the airport.

Xue Man said softly, "Professor Wang will live in Yangyin, should we pay a visit in advance?"

Lin Xizhan was wearing a Tang suit, holding a cane in his hand, his palms were strong and powerful, his face was full of age spots, but he was energetic, his eyes were piercing, and his snow-white hair was carefully combed. Not a literati, but a warrior.

Zhao Shuren whispered to Lin Xizhan: "Teacher, this is Wang Qian, very welcome."

Lin Xizhan nodded: "I know, he is not a pure literati, but a pop singer. I also like a few of his works, very thoughtful. Zhen Guo..."

Xue Zhenguo immediately agreed: "Old Lin, tell me!"

Lin Xizhan: "In the past two days, find an opportunity to visit him first. I want to discuss calligraphy with him in person and talk about Chinese studies."

Lin Xizhan's eyes shone with a halo.

Obviously, he also had doubts about Wang Qian in his heart.

After all, Wang Qian is too young and too evil!

He still has doubts without seeing it with his own eyes.

After a pause, he said to the young woman standing beside him, "Zixin, when the time comes, bring your work and talk to him."

Xue Zhenguo looked at Yan Zixin who was standing beside Lin Xizhan, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Of course, he was not amazed by Yan Zixin's appearance, but by Yan Zixin's talent.

He has only been in contact with him for a short time, but he has also seen two works by Yan Zixin, as well as his conversation. He is not inferior to him in terms of knowledge, and his talent in poetry shocked him even more. The above is a masterpiece in the field of poetry, even if it is not as good as Wang Qian's published masterpieces, but it is second only to a good work.

This is already an extremely rare genius of ancient poetry in contemporary society.

Xue Zhenguo thought for a while, and said, "I'll go to Yangyin in person later, and hand over a greeting card to Professor Wang!"

Lin Xizhan nodded: "Just write my name."

Xue Zhenguo froze for a moment, then solemnly agreed: "Okay!"

Write Lin Xizhan's name, that is to visit Wang Qian in the name of Lin Xizhan.

This is the greatest face for Wang Qian.

With Lin Xizhan's status as a master in the field of southern Chinese studies, few people in the entire Huaxia, and even the entire field of Asian literature, are qualified to be visited by him.

Under normal circumstances, if Lin Xizhan wants to see someone, ask Zhao Shuren to inform him, and the other party will come over quickly to see him!

There is no need for Lin Xizhan to write a greeting card in person, and then come to the door in person.

This is almost putting himself in a position lower than Wang Qian's.

However, several people present did not object to this.

Because, whether it was Zhao Shuren, Yan Zixin, or Xueman, they all knew that it wasn't Lin Xizhan who really recognized Wang Qian, and recognized Wang Qian's strength, talent and status.

This is just Lin Xizhan's recognition of the works released by Wang Qian and his status as the only contemporary calligraphy master!

Regardless of whether Wang Qian's strength and talent are real or not.

but……

Lin Xizhan's status as a calligrapher in thin gold style is worthy of Lin Xizhan's low status to visit.

Regardless of whether the works published by Wang Qian are his own works or not.

However, those works are handed down to the family, and will inevitably be handed down through the ages in the future.

Such a family handed down from generation to generation is also worthy of Lin Xizhan's lowered status to visit.

Yan Zixin looked at Wang Qian who was still calm in front of the crowds on the TV screen, and muttered words in his mouth. Listening carefully, he could hear the words of Zui Huayin.

...

Similarly, in another quaint villa in the capital.

Li Xiyan was also sitting on a pear wood chair watching the TV screen.

Beside him, Wen Cangjian also stared at Wang Qian with scrutiny, and said softly: "Brother, this kid has a calm temperament. It seems that he can see through the world with his eyes... I believe it."

Li Xiyan nodded: "I met him once in Shanghai, when I asked for calligraphy lessons. Professor Wang didn't look like a 30-year-old at all. He seemed to be in his seventies and eighties. After seeing everything through time, some things seemed very strange to him. Dan Ran. Whether it's handed down poems or calligraphy, he can do it at his fingertips, as if he has practiced it all his life."

Wen Cangjian's eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Li Xiyan continued: "He is half of my teacher. When I come to the capital, I have to pay a visit. Tomorrow, I will personally visit Professor Wang. Will you go?"

Wen Cangjian was stunned for a moment, then realized that this was something Li Xiyan had to do.

Li Xiyan can now be regarded as the second calligrapher in the field of Chinese calligraphy, second only to Wang Qian in thin gold calligraphy, and he can be regarded as the calligrapher who directly learned from Wang Qian's lineage.

When Wang Qian came to the capital, as a landlord, Li Xiyan had to pay a visit to show respect, and then fulfill his duty of friendship as a landlord.

Wen Cangjian thought for a while and said, "Then I'll go with you too, first meet this legendary talent and exchange some ideas."

Li Xiyan: "Then I'll go to Yangyin to hand in the greeting card later, and I will officially visit tomorrow. I also need to prepare some gifts. It can't be tacky or shabby."

Literati affairs are troublesome!

As Li Xiyan said, he got up and quickly prepared.

It's getting late now.

...

The speed of Wang Qian's car was slow, but it never stopped. When he arrived at Yangyin, it was already very late.

The school also prepared dinner in advance, and several leaders ate a meal with Wang Qian, and then left after completing the task, and asked He Chaohui and Jiang Yu, mother and daughter, to receive Wang Qian.

"I'm so tired!"

Jiang Yu complained helplessly: "I'm more tired than performing on stage in Los Angeles!"

Wang Qian said with a smile: "So, those artists are super geeks, otherwise they don't have the time and energy to create and study art."

He Chaohui led the way and walked to a single-family villa in front. The phone rang, and after answering the phone, he turned around and said to Wang Qian with a strange expression: "Professor Wang, someone is here to visit you..."

Wang Qian shrugged his shoulders, expressing helplessness, with an expression on his face that I knew it was.

He didn't even sit down when he entered the room.

Here we go.