Chapter 88 87. Stunning modern poetry! The emergence of Jiang Chen is the miracle of this era.
Han Qing, Qin Xuerong, Pu Yuexi, Qin Hanming, Wang Zhenhua, and Li Hui who were present were all used to this situation.
No matter how magical things are, if you watch them a few times, you will become accustomed to them.
Even if such a thing could not be seen anywhere else, it was something they had never seen before in their decades of living.
Li Hui said softly: "Following Xiao Jiang for the past two days has given me the illusion that writing poetry has become very easy."
Wang Zhenhua smiled bitterly and said: "I really tried to write it last night, haha, just don't mention it!"
Li Hui's lips moved and she hesitated to speak, but she still didn't say it.
Obviously, she also tried to write it herself. She is too embarrassed to say it now, so she obviously doesn’t want to mention it.
In the past, they would not have felt that what they wrote was so bad, because they had all published books, some on calligraphy, and some essays and poetry collections.
It turns out that when the entire environment is terrible, people living in this environment don’t know how terrible they are!
It wasn't until I saw the true beauty that I realized that everything I had done before was a piece of shit.
Li Hui and Wang Zhenhua are like this now. Thinking of the essays and poetry collections they have published before, they blush.
Only when you really try it will you realize how much you cherish the works written by Jiang Chen.
Every word must be carefully considered, rhyme, rhythm, artistic conception, etc. must be considered!
Every word makes them unable to write.
Regardless of the quality of the work itself, it is not an easy task to write an ancient poem with a correct format smoothly and without pause. There are not many writers in the country who can do it.
It does not exist in the same dimension as the casual things they wrote before.
The barrage of hundreds of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room also swept the screen instantly.
“I’m just waiting for this moment, sit back and watch Lao Jiang’s masterpiece come out.”
“The people of Suzhou are so happy, Lao Jiang will leave another work!”
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"Lao Jiang, go back to Magic City quickly. Magic City can't live without you."
"Go back? Lao Jiang is from Rongcheng. I, Rongcheng, have been looking forward to Lao Jiang coming home for a long time. Magic City is a prison. , Lao Jiang finally escaped, why? I'll trick you into going to the devil's capital."
"When Lao Jiang picked up the pen, I was more excited than when he stood in front of the microphone."
"Ahhh..."
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The audience on both sides of the scene also waved and shouted excitedly at Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen stood at the bow of the boat and waved casually in response, then turned around and walked towards the table prepared by Han Qing, Qin Xuerong, and Pu Yuexi.
Because they were anxious, a layer of sweat appeared on their pretty faces, causing their hair to stick to their cheeks, exuding a hint of fragrance.
Jiang Chen said softly: "Thank you!"
A few people smiled at the same time. With this thank you, they felt that everything they did was worth it.
Han Qing immediately started sharpening Jiang Chen's ink.
Qin Hanming, Wang Zhenhua, and Li Hui also walked up quietly, stretching their necks to look at Jiang Chen.
He Xianzhang, who had already returned home, was sitting in the study, looking at the live broadcast on his mobile phone on his desk, looking at Jiang Chen in the screen with expectant eyes, and murmured in a low voice: "It should be too late When I came back at one o'clock, I missed another piece of Jiang Chen's work. I wonder if Jiang Chen's calligraphy has improved this time."
He Xianzhang thought that every time Jiang Chen wrote a work, his calligraphy was better than the last time. There has been some progress, but I still can't help but be surprised and envious.
Such calligraphy talent is really incredible.
Similarly, Huang Wenqing, Li Cheng, Hu Yu and others who left the Qin Hanming ship today are all watching Jiang Chen's live broadcast at home. This is almost the first time that they have asked young people at home to help them watch the live broadcast. !
Huang Wenqing's granddaughter Huang Xiaoxiao said excitedly: "Grandpa, you also want to watch Jiang Chen's live broadcast!"
Huang Wenqing's eyes were fixed on Jiang Chen on the live broadcast screen and he smiled. : "Yes, I watched it for the first time today. Have you known Jiang Chen before?"
Huang Xiaoxiao: "Of course, I followed him when he performed in Shanghai. He changed three live broadcast platforms. I followed three Platform. His singing is so good, and every song he writes is also very good. Many people in our school are his fans.”
Only then did Huang Wenqing confirm that Jiang Chen had become popular for quite some time. However, they, the older generation, had not paid attention to live broadcasts and online information, and had long been out of touch with young people, so they did not notice Jiang Chen's exist.
If they occasionally browse TikTok videos or browse Weibo, they can hear Jiang Chen's music and see videos of Jiang Chen writing.
Huang Xiaoxiao suddenly found a common language with her grandfather Huang Wenqing, and said excitedly: "I went to welcome Jiang Chen to Suzhou yesterday. Tens of thousands of people gathered on the canal, and it was so lively. Jiang Chen I sang a new song for traveling, which was very nice. I downloaded it and listened to it for a day. "
Huang Wenqing kept smiling after listening to it, but there was a trace of regret and sadness in his heart.
Because!
Granddaughter Huang Xiaoxiao is more concerned about Jiang Chen’s pop music and live broadcast effects.
He didn't care that much about Jiang Chen's poetry and calligraphy skills.
Although, Huang Xiaoxiao also knew from the analysis of some viewers on the Internet that several of Jiang Chen's poems and works are masterpieces that can be passed down through the ages. As time goes by, they will inevitably become well-known to everyone in China and become a household name. works.
However, Huang Xiaoxiao is still not interested in these ancient poetry works, and pays more attention to Jiang Chen's pop music works.
All of Jiang Chen's music works have a good spread on the Internet, and their sales are very good. However, these poems and poems that made the older generation of literati burst into tears are not very popular. People who like them naturally like them very much, but people who don't catch a cold don't catch a cold.
This is the era of pop music, this is the era of traffic, and this is the era of entertainment first.
Huang Xiaoxiao is not an exception, but the thinking of most young people.
Huang Wenqing suddenly understood why the literary world is in decline, why no good literary works have appeared in decades, and why there have been no new calligraphy masters in more than ten years.
This is the choice of the times...
“Hey!”
Huang Wenqing couldn’t help but sigh, looking at Jiang Chen’s eyes on the live broadcast screen, he became More serious and eager!
In such an era, it is so rare that such a Jiang Chen appears.
Maybe!
There can only be one Jiang Chen like this, and there will never be another one in the future.
Huang Wenqing suddenly felt a sense of mission in his heart and wanted to do something for Jiang Chen and the Chinese literary world.
These works, such as Waves on the Sand, Songs of the Dusk River, Pity the Farmers, Poppies, Drunken Flowers, Night Mooring on the Maple Bridge, etc., should not be so ignored.
Huang Xiaoxiao suddenly said in surprise: "Jiang Chen is going to write!"
Huang Wenqing also stopped thinking and stared at Jiang Chen's hand without blinking.
Viewers in many other live broadcast rooms also looked closely at Jiang Chen's hand and brush, not wanting to miss the details of every word Jiang Chen wrote.
Zhang Li was also watching Jiang Chen's live broadcast in the hotel. Seeing that the number of viewers in the live broadcast room once again exceeded 200,000, she topped up another 10,000 yuan with trembling fingers and tipped out.
Onsite.
There were more spectators on both sides of the canal, and there were more cruise ships following Jiang Chen.
The brush in Jiang Chen's hand quickly landed on the rice paper.
Out of chapter!
The two words appeared quickly, and when Jiang Chen wrote, he became more freehand and freewheeling.
Qin Hanming, Wang Zhenhua, Li Hui, Qin Xuerong, Han Qing and others all stared at these two words.
Obviously, this is not the name of any word brand they are familiar with, nor does it look like the name of an ancient poem.
What is that?
Several people suddenly thought of a possibility - modern poetry!
Modern poetry? ?
However, when I think of Jiang Chen’s previous works such as Lang Tao Sha Ling, Mu Jiang Yin, Poppy, Drunken Flower Yin, etc., they have nothing to do with the literary term modern poetry.
They have also always instinctively believed that Jiang Chen was not interested in modern poetry and could not write modern poetry. He specialized in the field of ancient poetry, so he wrote so many ancient poems that were handed down from generation to generation.
Now that Jiang Chen seems to be writing modern poetry, everyone is a little surprised.
Jiang Chen didn’t pay attention to the eyes of everyone around him and concentrated on writing every word. This was a rare opportunity to practice calligraphy. Only when he devotes himself to it can his calligraphy experience value increase significantly. .
Broken text.
You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery,
The people watching the scenery are upstairs watching you.
The bright moon decorates your windows,
You decorate other people’s dreams.
Four short sentences appear on rice paper. Each word is relaxed and freehand, revealing an artistic conception.
There was a moment of silence on the ship.
Qin Hanming, Wang Zhenhua, Li Hui, and Qin Xuerong all had their eyes widened, feeling a little shocked and a little surprised in their hearts.
Although they all prefer ancient poetry, it does not mean that they do not understand modern poetry.
On the contrary, they live and grow up in modern times, and they learn modern cultural knowledge, so they actually have a better understanding of modern poetry and a deeper understanding.
Because, almost all of them have written their own collections of modern poems.
So.
Only then could they see that this fragment of a poem written by Jiang Chen on the spot was definitely a rare masterpiece of modern poetry. It is at least several levels better than those modern poems they wrote.
It is no worse than the classic modern poems they are familiar with and have read in textbooks for decades.
Moreover, it fits the current surrounding environment and scenery and characters.
The arch bridges on the canal were filled with people looking at them, and some quaint attics on both sides also stood looking at them. In the sky not far away, the bright moon was vaguely visible. .
This is obviously another work that Jiang Chen created on the spot based on the people and things at the scene.
However, the loneliness expressed in this poem is contrary to the bustling scene around it.
This is a modern poem that none of them expected.
Li Hui said softly: "The writing is so good. Every sentence is full of artistic conception and charm, and there is a sense of enjoyment of loneliness."
Wang Zhenhua said seriously: "This poem is broken. Different from ordinary modern poetry, there is a flavor of ancient poetry between the lines, and it is also a style of European and American modern poetry. This is a A relatively harmonious fusion. Perhaps only a genius like Jiang Chen, who has a profound knowledge of ancient poetry, can write such a unique style of modern poetry."
Obviously, both Wang Zhenhua and Li Hui are genuine. Professionals in the circle made a simple appreciation of this modern poem at a glance and pointed out the unique core of this poem.
Qin Xuerong, as a professor of the Chinese Department of Shuangxing University, has sufficient standards, and he also said: "This kind of modern poetry that combines Chinese and Western things is indeed very rare, and I have almost never seen it. Because in the last century, we have experienced the trough of the millennium. Therefore, many literati at that time had doubts about their own culture and began to study Europeanization in an all-round way. The same was true for poetry. This was the birth of Most of the modern poems we read are based on the form of European modern poetry.”
“But Jiang Chen’s fragment is not only a European modern poetry style, but also has our own unique charm of ancient poetry, which is very rare. . ”
Qin Xuerong likes this short modern poem very much and feels that this modern poem is of great research value.
The many comments in the live broadcast room were also full of admiration.
“Lao Jiang’s modern poems are very interesting to read.”
"It's Lao Jiang's live inspiration creation again. His talent is unparalleled."
"It's amazing!"
"Out of the chapter, the title gives people an endless aftertaste and never forgets it. It doesn’t feel like it’s over yet.”
“Lao Jiang’s poetry has never disappointed me, and this is my first time writing a modern poem!”
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He Xianzhang, who was watching the live broadcast, also slightly widened his eyes: "Modern poetry? Jiang Chen also has such profound attainments in modern poetry?"
Obviously, He Xianzhang also saw the meaning of this modern poem. Extraordinary.
He did not expect that Jiang Chen could write such an extraordinary modern poem.
However, he then paid more attention to the calligraphy written by Jiang Chen: "The font is also a little better than last time. Each word has its own taste and style, and the image of the master is more intense. . If you really can step into the Master at any time, then you can’t miss every live broadcast of Jiang Chen.”
“Perhaps, when he writes live, I can also witness the new one. The birth of the first calligraphy master of the era.”
He Xianzhang's eyes were full of appreciation and anticipation, as if he had already seen the day when Jiang Chen's calligraphy became a master.
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When Huang Wenqing read this fragment, he also praised: "Good poetry, good calligraphy! Xiaoxiao, if your calligraphy is half as good as Jiang Chen's, I will die. No regrets."
Huang Xiaoxiao said with a smile: "Grandpa, I have to practice calligraphy for so long every day. Grandpa, look at me, I will go out to play first."
After saying that, Huang Xiaoxiao ran out.
Huang Wenqing shook his head with helplessness on his face. He knew that this was an important reason why there had been no masters in the Chinese calligraphy world for more than ten years.
The pace of life is too fast and there are too many entertainment projects for young people to sit still.
There are many, many fewer young people practicing calligraphy, and the probability of becoming a master is naturally much smaller.
Forget about calligraphy, how many of today’s young people can write words that are pleasing to the eye?
Computers and mobile phones have been around for so many years. Many people don’t write very much anymore. Suddenly when writing, a picture of forgetting to write will appear. Holding the pen, you can’t remember how to write for a while, including yourself. name.
In such an era, it would be a miracle if a calligraphy master could still emerge.
So, Jiang Chen’s appearance is a miracle.
Huang Wenqing pushed Jiang Chen's live broadcast room to his son Huang Bo, who teaches at Beijing University: "Look at this anchor's calligraphy and works."
Huang Bo is in the capital at this time. I was practicing calligraphy in my study room at home. I was copying a copybook written by a calligraphy master three hundred years ago. I just finished writing it when I suddenly received a message from my old man. I opened it curiously and took a look, and saw that the old man had actually pushed it to me. Got a host?
Huang Bo’s face was full of surprise.
He knew that his father never paid attention to these messy things online.
Of course, he himself is not very interested in these and has almost never watched the live broadcast.
Huang Bo didn't click in, but called the old man directly: "Dad, did you push an anchor to me?"
He was afraid that his father's mobile phone would be poisoned for him. Telecom fraud information is pushed out, and if you click on it, you will be defrauded of money, so call and ask in person.
Huang Wenqing: "Yes, I sent it to you. Click in and take a look."
Huang Bo looked even more surprised. It was really his father who recommended it to him? Then he asked curiously: "What kind of anchor is it? Dad, you have been keeping up with the times recently. Have you watched the live broadcast? Xiaoxiao showed it to you, right?"
Huang Wenqing listened to Huang Bo's questioning, He said impatiently: "You'll know just by looking at it. This is what I did today. I met a genius in Suzhou! He is a genius in calligraphy and poetry. He also writes and sings live broadcasts. I think his talent has been buried. I recommend it to you. ”
Curiosity flashed in Huang Bo's eyes.
What kind of genius does his father value so much that he recommends it to him personally?
And...
How can a very popular anchor in the Magic City be buried?
A very popular anchor must be watched by many people. How come he is buried?
Huang Bo was thinking in his heart, but he promised: "Okay, I'll go in and have a look."
Huang Wenqing was afraid that his son would not pay attention to him, so he said: "He, Qin Hanming, Wang Zhenhua They came to Suzhou together and wrote a poem at Hanshan Temple. Now the copyright has been bought by Hanshan Temple Scenic Area, and they want to engrave it on Hanshan Temple. On the stone tablet at the entrance of the mountain temple scenic spot. He wrote a very excellent modern poem during the live broadcast just now. "
"I heard at noon today that Qin Hanming's granddaughter Qin Xuerong has represented Double Star University. He sent an invitation to give a public class at Double Star University! ”
At this time, Huang Bo paid attention. He didn't care much about other information, but he cared very much about Qin Xuerong and Double Star University. He sat up straight and said, "Dad, are you telling the truth? Qin Xuerong invited him to give lectures at Double Star on behalf of Double Star. ?”
Huang Bo knows Qin Xuerong very well.
When Qin Xuerong took the college entrance examination, he also invited Qin Xuerong to come to Beijing University to study, but Qin Xuerong refused. Later, when Qin Xuerong studied for a PhD, Huang Bo invited him, and he really wanted Qin Xuerong to come to Beijing University to join him. He studied under him and became his student, but unfortunately he was still rejected.
After Qin Xuerong graduated, Huang Bo again invited Qin Xuerong to teach at Peking University, but he was still rejected.
Therefore, Huang Bo valued Qin Xuerong very much, and he had a regret that he could not get what he asked for. He knew that Qin Xuerong's calligraphy was already at the level of a famous calligrapher at a young age. In time, it is inevitable that he would become a calligrapher, and he might be able to do so in his lifetime. I hope to become a master of calligraphy and also make achievements in the field of poetry research. I have published many papers and my own collection of poems.
Unexpectedly, Qin Xuerong would personally take action and invite this anchor to give lectures at Double Star?
Then this anchor...
Who is he?
Huang Wenqing said with certainty: "You will know whether what I said is true after reading his works!"
Huang Bo: "Okay, Dad, I will take a good look. His works."
Hang up the phone.
Huang Bo clicked on the live broadcast room link sent by his father Huang Wenqing. As soon as he entered, he saw an extremely lively live broadcast room. There were as many as 230,000 people online. The barrage reward information was densely packed. He was amazed. Was such a popular live broadcast room still buried?
If it is not buried, how many people will be required to watch it online?
In the live broadcast room, Huang Bo saw a young man standing on the bow of the boat waving and interacting with many people on the shore. He frowned slightly. There seemed to be nothing worth paying attention to, but this young man was a bit handsome. , the temperament is more gentle and elegant?
Huang Bo exited the live broadcast room and searched for Jiang Chen’s name on the search engine. A dense collection of information suddenly came out. The top one was Jiang Chen singing a single love song, Muma City and other top-selling songs. After several videos, a title appeared - Lang Tao Sha Ling, the most amazing Song lyrics!
Song lyrics?
Huang Bo clicked in!
After two minutes, the playback ends!
Huang Bo clicked play again with trembling fingers, then quickly took out his glasses and put them on so that he could see more clearly. He carefully watched the video played on the screen of his mobile phone and saw Jiang Chen standing with a writing brush in the video. The words written on the Huangpu River are like waves and sand!
After reading the last word, Huang Bo took a deep breath and searched the last two sentences of Lang Tao Sha Ling solemnly. No other results appeared, only Jiang Chen's work.
"Sure enough, it amazes the world. I didn't realize that I was a guest in the dream, and I had a moment of pleasure. When the water falls and the flowers fall, the spring is over, and it is heaven and earth! Such sentences are simply not something that people can write. They are better than several classic Song lyrics in textbooks. To be stunning, every word is like falling from the sky."
Huang Bo commented softly. : "And calligraphy also has the image of a master. Among all the calligraphers I have ever seen, he is the one who has the most image of a master. He can truly become a master at almost any time. Such a young man, why have I never seen him before? Have you heard of it? "
Huang Bo now understands why his father Huang Wenqing said Jiang Chen was buried.
Such talent and calligraphy prowess should have exploded in the national literary world long ago and become known to everyone.
But he has never heard of it.
Huang Bo clicked on the follow-up video.
Pity the farmers.
Mujiang Yin.
Poppies.
Drunken Flower Yin.
Night mooring at Maple Bridge.
As well as the fragments that I just wrote not long ago, there are videos out.
After watching all the videos of his works, Huang Bo walked back and forth in his study excitedly: "Such an astonishing talent has only been seen by more than 200,000 people, and is only recited in the Yangtze River Delta. It is indeed buried. ”
“He should be known to the world!”
“His works are enough to be passed down to the world and included in textbooks.”
Huang Bo walked around the study room and gradually calmed down. Then he selected the videos of Jiang Chen writing several works and downloaded them to his mobile phone. He then sent these videos to his undergraduate student group: "Take a good look. Each of these works will give me an appreciation of the works in the next class." Later, he sent it to several graduate students he led, saying the same thing: "Take a good look at these works, and each person will give me an appreciation of the works. The more detailed the better."
The undergraduate class group and graduate student group led by Huang Bo instantly exploded.
"Why did Lao Huang suddenly assign homework?"
"It is already night, and the homework suddenly fell from the sky. Lao Huang, I love you!"
"Let's take a look first. If Lao Huang is so abnormal, there must be a demon."
"The good boy who loves to learn has already clicked and watched. It seems to be a live broadcast video of an anchor, and he is writing!"
< br>A few minutes have passed!
The group directly fried the pot.
"Holy shit! I can understand Lao Huang's mood. I was so excited that I shed tears. Now I just want to write 100,000 words to evaluate these works. These are works that modern people can write ? Unbelievable! ”
"Who is Jiang Chen? He is so popular, why don't we know about it? These works he wrote simply astonished me. His talent is not inferior to that of several great writers throughout the ages! Such a person, such works , I actually know it now! I missed hundreds of millions.”
“I didn’t know I was a guest in the dream, and the flowers fell and the spring passed away. Just these two sentences were enough to leave a mark in history. It’s a research topic.”
“No. Did you find that his calligraphy is also very good?”
“After dusk in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance in the sleeves. The west wind blows, and people are thinner than yellow flowers! It touched my heart, and he actually gave away the original copy of this piece. I want it too. I’m going crazy now. This is so well written.” Among the three hundred selected poems of the Tang Dynasty, they are not inferior.”
"This fragment is freshly written, and the modern poetry is also very good. Is this Jiang Chen's talent really human?"
"It's not like us modern people at all."
"If I can write one of these poems, I will die No regrets, my name is at the top of the family tree.”
“Old Huang is probably very excited, so let’s do our homework!”
“Old Huang. I’m probably copying it in the study.”
"He is actually an anchor. I went to his live broadcast room to have a look."
"His live broadcast room has more than 200,000 people. It should be very popular, but I have never heard of it. It's so weird. "
"The songs he composed are also very good!"
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Huang Bo's students all went to Jiang Chen's live broadcast room. Yes, it contributed some popularity to Jiang Chen.
The number of people online in the live broadcast room remains at around 220,000 to 30,000.
After Jiang Chen finished writing the fragment, he stopped writing. He just stood on the bow of the boat and admired the night view on the bank of the canal. The surrounding banks were full of spectators who came to watch him, waving and shouting at him constantly. Jiang Chen mostly ignored them, and only a few times would wave his hand in response.
After the cruise ship walked for a while, Jiang Chen said to the audience in the live broadcast room: "Thank you Suzhou friends for your enthusiasm. You are so enthusiastic. I don't dare to stay any longer, otherwise I won't want to leave. Tomorrow morning , we will continue to head north.”
Jiang Chen announced his itinerary again and headed north.
Tonight’s live broadcast was a real outdoor live broadcast. Jiang Chen did not write anything or sing any more songs.
Because the cruise ship has not stopped, people on both sides of the shore have not gathered together. There are not many people at this time. After all, everyone still has their own nightlife. Join in the fun to meet Jiang Chen, wave and interact, and record a video It's enough to post on Moments or make a date on TikTok, and then go do what you need to do.
After a while, Han Qing closed the live broadcast. When the broadcast ended, there were still 150,000 people watching Jiang Chen in the live broadcast room. The background data showed that there were still more than 30,000 people who gave rewards tonight. The reward income is as high as more than 1.3 million.
Jiang Chen’s live broadcast room does not have large rewards from super rich people. The most single reward from a single person is only about 100,000. However, there are so many people who reward, so there are at least dozens of rewards every day. The amount of reward income can be as high as two to three million.
At this rate, if it is broadcast every day, Jiang Chen will earn at least tens of millions a month!
Han Qing admired it in her heart and didn't care.
No matter how much Jiang Chen earns, she feels that Jiang Chen deserves it.
Shouldn’t such a talented and capable person make a lot of money?
Isn’t it better than those little freshmen who can’t do anything but show off their faces and cuteness, and can’t even control their pitch?
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Han Qing said to Jiang Chen: "Then I will drive with Sister Yuexi tomorrow morning, and then set off directly."
Jiang Chen nodded: "Okay!"
Qin Xuerong said: "There is no need to pick up the car, just drive directly to the dock where the car is parked tomorrow morning. You can set off directly from the dock. I wish you a safe journey and have fun. , I found what I wanted."
Jiang Chen smiled: "Thank you!"
Qin Xuerong looked at Jiang Chen. Said: "I can't wait to hear you give lectures at Shuangxing now. Your understanding of modern poetry and ancient poetry is beyond my imagination. I have many questions to ask you."
The fragment of the poem, The more Qin Xuerong thought about it, the more he felt it was endlessly memorable. The artistic conception was no less than Jiang Chen's ancient poems, full of ancient flavor, so he wanted to ask Jiang Chen for advice on this.
After all, she is a modern person, and her understanding and research of modern poetry must be higher than that of ancient poetry. She has even written many modern poems and published poetry collections.
Jiang Chen smiled, he knew his own business, and said: "I don't dare to ask for advice, just have a few casual chats."
Qin Xuerong: "Okay, I'm in Magic City Double Star Waiting for you to return to Magic City.”
Jiang Chen: “Okay!”
The two agreed to meet at Shuangxing next time.
Qin Xuerong said again: "By the way, the fragment you wrote just now was also placed with my grandfather?"
Jiang Chen nodded: "Well, let's take it with us and put it in Lao Qin's shop until I go there again Let’s take it away together.”
Qin Xuerong: “I will frame it for you. ”
Qin Hanming, who was not far away, laughed again when he heard it. He decided to upgrade the security measures in his store this time when he went back. If the work Jiang Chen put in his store was lost, then he He could only atone for his sins by dying. In his opinion, each of Jiang Chen's works was a priceless treasure.
It's getting late.
Jiang Chen went back to his room and began to rest and sleep.
Han Qing sent him back to the room again and helped Jiang Chen clean up the room.
Although she had tidied it up last night and Jiang Chen's room was not messy at all now, she just wanted to do something for Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen couldn't help but said: "Han Qing, don't be busy, you should go back and rest early!"
Han Qing spread the sheets again and said with a smile: "Okay, then I will I’m going back to rest, boss, see you tomorrow!”
After watching Han Qing leave, Jiang Chen started to wash up. After washing, he replied to his mother's message and reported on his itinerary. Then he watched a knife-breaking video, then closed his eyes and went to sleep.
When Han Qing returned to the room, after washing and lying down, she also helped Jiang Chen check Weibo. Today, the number of Weibo followers has reached 4.5 million, with a significant increase every day. , maintain this momentum, and it will reach tens of millions of fans in a few days.
Only when you have tens of millions of fans can you be considered an upper-level presence on Weibo, because this is a gathering place for celebrities and fans. Many celebrities that ordinary people don’t know have hundreds of millions of fans. Four or five There are countless celebrity artists and internet celebrity anchors with millions of fans.
At the same time, she discovered a fan Weibo account dedicated to carrying Jiang Chen’s live broadcast videos and works, which had more than one million followers. According to some people, it was the earliest loyal fan of Jiang Chen’s live broadcast room. Han Qing also used Jiang Chen's account to follow her, which was considered official certification.
Han Qing wrote a fragment of the modern poem that Jiang Chen had just written today on Weibo. She completed the interactive task on Weibo and read some news about Jiang Chen.
I suddenly discovered that there were a lot of videos analyzing Jiang Chen's poems and works. Among them was a graduate student who claimed to be from the prestigious Peking University double-star school and gave very high praise to several of Jiang Chen's works.
“When I saw these works for the first time, I was really shocked! If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes and all the evidence proved that it was indeed written by Jiang Chen, I would have only doubted it. It is a lost masterpiece of a great literary giant in ancient times, and it was only recently unearthed..."
"Let's take a look. The rhythm of this song "Lang Tao Sha Ling" is perfect! I think it is difficult to find a few people who can pronounce the rhythm of this poem, let alone write a work."
"Look at this Poppy..."
"And this song Drunken Flower Yin..."
"These poems, even in the peak period of Song poetry, are not inferior at all."
"Let's look at these poems again, pity the peasants..."
"Mu Jiangyin... "
"Mooring at Maple Bridge at Night..."
"These poems are among the three hundred selected Tang poems, and they are no less impressive. They can even be said to be top-notch. No worse than a few selected Tang poems in textbooks!”
"The summary is that the excellence of these works exceeds everyone's imagination. Even I can't make a conclusion now. Because the works themselves are indeed extremely excellent and can be passed down to the world, but they must be evaluated in the context of the times. These works The work is unique in our time, and the evaluation may reach a higher level..."
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Han Qing watched the appreciation videos posted by two Douyue accounts who claimed to be graduate students at Peking University. They praised Jiang Chen's works so well that she was very happy. She used her own account to like a few people. He also left a message: "So professional, so eloquent, please post more."
After looking at the comments about Jiang Chen on the Internet, there are almost no negative comments, and most of them are complimentary.
After all, Jiang Chen’s works really make it impossible for any picky person to say anything bad.
Once someone makes a point and insists on saying something, there will immediately be many fans who support Jiang Chen to refute, and the rebuttal will be well-founded, so that the arrogant can only run away and shut up!
Han Qing closed her eyes and went to sleep very satisfied.
……
But far away in the capital.
Huang Bo went to bed later than usual today.
He looked at the video of Jiang Chen writing and kept copying several works.
Compassion for the Farmers, Ling Tao Sha Ling, Song of the Dusk River, Poppy Poppies, Drunken Flowers, Night Mooring at Maple Bridge, Broken Chapters...
For each work, he wrote at least three times, and my favorite Lang Tao Sha Ling has been written more than ten times.
There are piles of books everywhere in the study.
After writing for two or three hours, he finally vented his excitement. He thought of what Jiang Chen said in the live broadcast room just now.
Let’s head north!
Isn’t that just coming to the capital?
Huang Bo became excited again and made up his mind. When Jiang Chen comes to the capital, he must meet Jiang Chen. It would be best if he could invite Jiang Chen to come to Beijing University.
…………
Early the next morning.
Jiang Chen opened his eyes on time at a little after six o'clock.
Sleep full and full...
Refreshed.
Jiang Chen still looked at the system rewards as usual.
"Get a parallel world song."
"Get a parallel world song."
"Get a parallel world song."
"Get an ancient word!"
"Get 300 experience points. ”
Huh...
This time the rewards are not mediocre, but more than usual, which is a small surprise.
Jiang Chen was slightly surprised and began to accept the reward.
Accept three songs.
The sea.
Listen to the sea.
Dragon scales of heaven and earth.
All the information of the three songs turned into memories and merged into Jiang Chen's mind, becoming his own memory.
Jiang Chen quickly accepted it, and a smile appeared on his face again.
He likes all these songs!
Of course.
He didn't like all the songs and poems from the parallel world that the system gave him. They were all excellent works.
Ancient words accepted.
Yulinling.
This ancient poem blended into Jiang Chen's memory, and a trace of sadness flashed across Jiang Chen's eyes involuntarily.
This poem is indeed too sad.
Three hundred experience points were saved again.
After receiving the rewards, Jiang Chen got up, washed briefly, and went out.
"Good morning, boss!"
As expected, Han Qing was waiting at the door on time again. She was wearing sportswear suitable for travel today and was ready to go north.
“Let’s go and have breakfast.”
Jiang Chen waved his hand and smiled.
Han Qing followed Jiang Chen. They came to the restaurant and just sat down to eat. Pu Yuexi, Chen Xiaojia, Wang Jing, and Li Wen also walked out. Although they were still yawning, they They are all in good spirits. They should have gone to bed early last night.
“We are setting off again today...”
Chen Xiaojia said excitedly.
A few people took the boat for a few days. Although they enjoyed looking at the scenery on the boat, they didn’t even have to walk, and they had food and accommodation on the boat.
But this is not the poetry and distance they wanted at the beginning.
They still like to drive freely along the way.
Jiang Chen: "Xiaojia, how about you come and help us drive."
Chen Xiaojia thought for a while and agreed: "Okay."
Pu Yue Xi , Li Wen, and Wang Jing all looked at Chen Xiaojia curiously, but they didn't ask any more questions and started eating quickly. They would pack up and drive off later.
When several people had just finished eating and came to the deck to prepare for exercise, Qin Xuerong, Qin Hanming, Wang Zhenhua, and Li Hui also got up one after another, earlier than they usually get up. It was only after seven o'clock, and it was obviously yesterday. I went to bed early at night because I wanted to get up early to say goodbye to Jiang Chen.
"Old Jiang, be careful along the way and pay attention to safety."
"Hahaha, we drive very carefully, thank you, Lao Qin."
"Xiao Jiang, I am in the devil I'm waiting for you to come back. I hope you will be a master calligrapher when you come back."
"I will try my best!"
...
Jiang Chen and Qin Xuerong chatted more.
Because, Qin Xuerong's attainments in the field of literature are indeed extraordinary. If it weren't for Jiang Chen in front of her, she could be said to be one of the most famous Chinese geniuses in Double Star.
However, in front of Jiang Chen, no one mentioned her reputation as a genius, and she herself was very humble.
Jiang Chen and Qin Xuerong chatted a lot about literature and calligraphy. They had a great time talking, and they both felt like they had found a close friend, and they became more casual and happy when talking.
Han Qing and Pu Yuexi were unable to say anything while they were listening. They were all a little helpless and envious. They all thought about reading more literature books in the future, so that they could have more topics in common with Jiang Chen in the future.
While exercising to warm up, Jiang Chen chatted with Qin Xuerong and others. Qin Xuerong even forgot to eat.
More than an hour later, Jiang Chen finished his exercise and said: "Okay, you go to eat quickly, we also go back to pack our things, and we will be ready to leave later."
This By that time, the ship had docked at the dock, the sky became gloomy, and a cool breeze blew.
Qin Xuerong went back to the restaurant to eat in a somewhat depressed mood.
Qin Hanming, Wang Zhenhua, and Li Hui all clearly watched Jiang Chen and Qin Xuerong chatting just now. Seeing Qin Xuerong coming back to eat in a low mood, they didn't dare to speak for fear of touching Qin Xuerong's mood.
After a while, Qin Hanming said: "Xue Rong, whatever you want to do, just do it according to your own heart. A genius like Lao Jiang may not come out in a thousand years!"
Qin Xuerong He nodded, hummed, and said softly: "I will go back to Magic City and wait for him at Shuangxing."
A few people knew in their hearts that Qin Xuerong wanted to wait until Jiang Chen went to Shuangxing to find her, and then she would give up her current situation. Many worries and shackles in my heart.
After breakfast, Qin Xuerong went to help Jiang Chen pack things, but Han Qing had already packed her own things and was helping Jiang Chen sort them out.
Soon, several people packed up their things and came to the deck, preparing to disembark.
The car was waiting for them in the parking lot not far away.
Qin Hanming, Wang Zhenhua, Li Hui, and Qin Xuerong all stepped off the boat and sent Jiang Chen and Han Qing to the car.
"Lao Jiang, remember that your work is still with me, you must come and get it."
Qin Hanming reminded, but in fact, in his heart, he hoped that Jiang Chen would return to the Magic City to see him Qin Xuerong, give Qin Xuerong more opportunities.
Jiang Chen smiled: "I will!"
Qin Xuerong smiled: "I'll wait for you at Double Star!"
Jiang Chen also smiled at Qin Xuerong, nodded slightly, and said nothing.
Looking at Jiang Chen's face, Qin Xuerong's eyes were inexplicably red and his nose was sore.
Wang Zhenhua and Li Hui also looked at Jiang Chen with some reluctance. With such a genius, they all wanted to see Jiang Chen step into the realm of calligraphy masters, and they also wanted to meet Jiang Chen often to talk about calligraphy. and poetry.
Jiang Chen nodded to Qin Xuerong and was about to turn around and leave, but looking at Qin Xuerong's foolish eyes, he suddenly felt a trace of reluctance in his heart.
The cruise ship not far away sounded a whistle. I don’t know if it was urging Qin Hanming and others to get on the boat and leave, or to say goodbye to Jiang Chen, and sparse raindrops fell from the sky.
Han Qing and Pu Yuexi looked at Jiang Chen and Qin Xuerong with complicated eyes, and then put their salutes into the car one after another!
At this moment, Jiang Chen suddenly turned around and said to Han Qing: "Xiao Qingzi, pen and ink!"
Uh...
Everyone present looked shocked...
What followed was a surprise!
(There is no second update today, sorry!)
(End of this chapter)