Chapter 110 109. Tongci Pai’s best work in history? When did your calligraphy stop improving?
When Li Wenjun came to the door of the yard where he had just moved in, he saw a commercial vehicle parking slowly not far away, followed by a black Bentley sedan.
Parking in an alley is a technical job. Leaving even one centimeter on the wall means your skills are not up to par.
This business car parked firmly against the wall, leaving only a gap of less than a centimeter. Then the driver's door opened, and a young and steady man walked out. , yawned hard as soon as he got out of the car, the door behind opened, and a young woman got out.
Li Wenjun walked up quickly and said with a smile: "Brother, you are here, please."
Li Wenbin reached back, and the young woman behind him immediately handed over a cup of coffee with a smile. Li Wenbin took the coffee and took a big sip to refresh himself. Then he looked at Li Wenjun, looked up and down and said, "You live here alone." ? You weren’t taken advantage of?”< br>
Li Wenjun's face turned red and said: "What nonsense are you talking about? I invited people to come, but they didn't come! I've been researching things at Sister Fei's place these days, so I came to live closer to Sister Fei's store. .”
Li Wenbin didn’t believe it. Said: "I don't believe what you and Wang Fei can study! Come on, take me to see who fascinates you so much. I just got off the plane yesterday, and my father said that you had moved out and asked for a car. I almost didn't sleep to bring you the car. If I don't see who that person is. , I can’t sleep when I go back.”
“Let’s see who he is, can he be worthy of my sister?”
Li Wenjun’s eyes dodge: “Brother, what are you talking about? I just want to be friends with him.”
Li Wenbin smiled and said: "Haha, I don't believe you when you take the initiative to be attentive! Since you were a child, you have had few sexual friends and no friends of the opposite sex. Now you take the initiative to care so much about a man, you must Something's up. Manni, have you collected all the information?"
The young woman behind her opened her satchel and took out a stack of information and handed it to Li Wenbin: "Mr. Li, this is what I have been doing all night. The information about Jiang Chen’s life and family since he was a child is all here. He can be said to be the most popular Internet celebrity anchor. According to internal information, his live broadcast income reached tens of millions and ten million in one day yesterday. The daily income has exceeded 50 million. "
Li Wenbin automatically ignored the following income figures. Money is a meaningless number to him. Tens of millions is nothing to him. the difference.
He was more concerned about the identity of the other party. He frowned and asked, "Internet celebrity? Anchor?"
Then he looked at his sister again with doubtful eyes.
My sister's taste is suddenly so low? Have you fallen in love with an internet celebrity anchor?
How many top second-generation rich people, celebrities, top second- and third-generation students, and even top-notch third-generation people have pursued their own sisters, but they have all been ignored by their own sisters.
Now, have you fallen in love with an internet celebrity anchor?
Li Wenbin was a little confused.
At the same time, I feel a little bitter in my heart...
Could it be that his sister was also deceived by Huang Mao?
Li Wenbin's face looked a little ugly and he quickened his pace, wanting to see this so-called anchor Jiang Chen as soon as possible. If he is really a bad anchor and Internet celebrity, then he will have to beat the mandarin ducks at all costs.
Seeing that Li Wenbin's face was a little serious, Manni explained: "Jiang Chen's main occupation is singing and anchoring, but it is not that simple. Mr. Li, you will know after looking at the detailed information."
Li Wenjun said with some dissatisfaction: "I just pay a Friend, you are still investigating other people’s information, Li Wenbin, what do you want to do?”
Li Wenbin looked at the photos and resume information on the information and said softly: “I am just an undergraduate graduate of Sichuan University, but you are going to do it soon?” Graduated Ph.D. from Beijing University! ”
Li Wenjun: "Academic qualifications cannot explain everything."
Li Wenbin did not argue with his sister and walked quickly towards Wang Fei's residence, which he also knew. Because he had pursued Wang Fei in the past, he bought a courtyard nearby, thinking that if he could catch up, he would live here, but unfortunately Wang Fei ignored him.
“Let’s go, let’s take a look first!”
Li Wenbin looked at Jiang Chen’s photo and didn’t see anything outstanding. It looked ordinary.
Li Wenjun followed his brother Li Wenbin to Wang Fei's yard with some anxiety. But as soon as he arrived at the yard, he saw Wang Fei walking out quickly. As he walked, he said: "Jiang Chen, don't leave." Urgent, I have pen and ink here.”
At the same time, Han Qing had already walked towards the courtyard where they were eating: "I brought pens and ink in my bag, Professor Wang, don't bother me, Jiang Chen can carry it more easily with me."
Li Wenbin was a little stunned when he saw this scene. Seeing Wang Fei hurriedly looking for something, he and Wang Fei had known each other since childhood, and they hadn't seen him in such a hurry for so long.
In Li Wenbin's heart, Wang Fei has always been a goddess of literary and artistic temperament. She is calm, aloof and unhurried at all times.
But now Wang Fei was just like an ordinary little girl going to get something in a hurry, and she didn't even see Li Wenbin who had just walked in.
Li Wenbin was just about to ask his sister Li Wenjun what happened, and then saw Li Wenjun walking quickly towards the living room in the middle, with a look of surprise and anxiety on her pretty face.
Li Wenbin's face was full of doubts: "What are you anxious about?"
Secretary Manni whispered: "Mr. Li, maybe Jiang Chen wants to write something."
Li Wenbin also walked to the living room: " What to write?”
Manni: "It's in the information. Mr. Li will know it if he reads it carefully."
Li Wenbin weighed the thick information and did not read it in a hurry. There is no time to read the information now, so he will follow Li Wenjun first. Go in and see the people first.
Walking into the living room, Li Wenjun first looked around and saw that only Wang Yang was sitting there quietly and not daring to speak. Jiang Chen stood there looking at his works on the wall. Li Wenjun didn't say anything either, for fear of disturbing Jiang Chen. Chen's inspiration immediately stood behind him.
Li Wenbin walked in and saw Jiang Chen standing there with his back to the door. He saw Li Wenjun standing next to him like a little follower, frowning slightly. Just as he was about to talk, Li Wenjun hurriedly pulled him over and lowered his voice. The voice said: "Don't talk!"
Li Wenbin's eyes suddenly widened - you won't let me talk? Except for a few older generations in the circle, who has such a grand scene? Don’t you even have the qualifications to speak?
Wang Yang, who was sitting next to him, hurriedly stood up and came to Li Wenbin. He smiled softly and said, "Hello, brother Wenbin. Come sit down and rest for a while. Keep quiet."
Wang Yang pulled Li Wenbin away. He went to the side and sat down next to him, a little afraid that Li Wenbin's loud words would disturb Jiang Chen who was about to write.
At any other time, Wang Yang would never dare to do this to Li Wenbin.
However, he knew that if Li Wenbin really disturbed Jiang Chen's writing, his sister Wang Fei would definitely be angry, and Li Wenjun would definitely be unhappy.
The most important thing is that you may offend Jiang Chen. What if Jiang Chen leaves today and doesn’t come back again?
So, after weighing the pros and cons, Wang Yang chose to offend Li Wenbin for the time being. At worst, he could be punished by Li Wenbin later.
Li Wenbin glared at Wang Yang and was about to get angry!
At this time, Wang Fei walked in at the door, holding pen, ink, paper and inkstone in his hand, and Han Qing also walked in behind with a backpack.
Li Wenbin was about to say hello to Wang Fei, but Wang Fei didn't seem to see him and walked directly towards Jiang Chen. Without saying a word, she and Han Qing cleared the table in front of him.
Li Wenjun also quickly stepped forward to help, cleaning up the desk, and then neatly placed the pens, inks, paper and inkstones that Han Qing took out of her bag one by one.
Seeing the serious attitude of Wang Fei and Li Wenjun, Li Wenbin also kept quiet and said nothing, although his brows were still furrowed and his eyes were still looking at Jiang Chen's back with some unkindness.
The goddess and sister I once liked were so attentive to Jiang Chen?
soon!
Wang Fei, Li Wenjun, and Han Qing prepared pens, inks, paper, and inkstones together.
Han Qing whispered to Jiang Chen: "Jiang Chen, the pen and ink are ready."
Jiang Chen hummed and then looked away from the several works on the wall. Turning around and walking towards the table, Li Wenjun nodded and thanked Wang Fei: "Two of you, I'm sorry to bother you again."
Wang Fei smiled and said: "There's no need to be so outspoken, we are friends."
< br>
Li Wenjun also smiled and said: "Yes, we are friends."
Jiang Chen smiled and said nothing. He saw Wang Yang and an unknown man sitting not far away. The strange man had serious eyes. Staring at himself, he nodded to Wang Yang and the strange man, then ignored them, looked at the white paper on the desk, picked up the brush and began to think.
Li Wenjun was the closest, so he helped Jiang Chen start grinding the ink, which made Han Qing next to her curl her lips slightly in dissatisfaction, but she didn't say anything. She just turned on the live broadcast silently and pointed the camera at the table and the Jiang Chen, Li Wenjun and Wang Fei next to him are all in the camera.
As soon as the live broadcast room opened, 70,000 to 80,000 people poured in instantly, as if these people didn’t even need to sleep.
The live broadcast room is filled with dense information instantly.
"When I got up in the morning, I was watching Lao Jiang's live broadcast, and it was on."
"What is Lao Jiang doing? Are you going to write something? Wow, the talented girl from Peking University is polishing Lao Jiang's ink herself!"< br>
“Have you forgotten that Professor Shuangxing polished ink for Lao Jiang?”
“Looking forward to Lao Jiang’s masterpiece...”
“What’s going on with Lao Jiang? He was inspired early in the morning Such as diabetes insipidus? ”
…
In the blink of an eye, the number of people online in the live broadcast room exceeded 100,000.
Li Wenbin realized at this time that it was Jiang Chen who wanted to write something, and what he wrote seemed to be very unusual, so Wang Fei and Wang Yang, his brother and sister, as well as his own sister, paid so much attention to it that they did not dare to speak loudly. A little bit, I was afraid of disturbing Jiang Chen.
Isn’t he an internet celebrity anchor?
Li Wenbin frowned, full of doubts. He stood up and walked to the desk. He didn't say anything and kept quiet. He wanted to see what Jiang Chen could write?
He grew up in the Beijing area. He has seen countless calligraphers from all walks of life since he was a child. He has even met the last calligraphy master several times, and he still has a few of the last calligraphy master's works at home. A representative work. When I was a child, I also practiced calligraphy with a master calligrapher, but my talent was average and I never thought about developing it, so I gave up.
So, his vision for calligraphy is also extremely high and keen.
Furthermore, he knew that his sister's calligraphy talent was extraordinary and she was already quite accomplished in the field of calligraphy.
Then this boy is his sister whom he attracted through his calligraphy?
That makes sense...
He knew that his sister was obsessed with calligraphy and traditional culture.
At this time.
Jiang Chen picked up the brush and dipped it in ink, then began to write slowly.
Li Wenjun, who was polishing ink, moved gently and looked at Jiang Chen and the brush in his hand without blinking.
Wang Fei next to her also held her breath, looking at Jiang Chen's brush and the white paper on the desk, looking forward to the words Jiang Chen was about to write.
Wang Yang from behind also quietly stood up and came behind Li Wenbin, looking at Jiang Chen closely.
I saw Jiang Chen’s movements without hesitation, the brush quickly fell on the white paper, the brush strokes were smooth and natural, with a charm of its own.
Three words jumped out on the page.
Ugly slave.
Three words come out.
Wang Fei and Li Wenjun both had a flash of surprise in their eyes.
Because, just from these three words, they could see that Jiang Chen's calligraphy had actually improved slightly compared to last time.
Several works that Jiang Chen wrote several times in the past are hanging on the wall. They have admired them countless times in the past two days, so they are well aware of the changes in Jiang Chen's calligraphy on several works. Compare it with the three words Jiang Chen just wrote now.
I discovered that Jiang Chen’s calligraphy on these three characters had made some progress.
Li Wenbin next to him widened his eyes and his body stiffened slightly. The secretary Manni next to him also had a flash of surprise in his eyes.
Li Wenbin was filled with disbelief.
He hasn't held a brush in more than ten years, so his calligraphy skills are definitely not worth mentioning. However, his appreciation level is definitely professional. After all, he has seen various calligraphy masters since he was a child, and even the last calligraphy master. He also has many calligraphy collections at home.
So, he could clearly feel the charm inherent in these three words written by Jiang Chen.
That is the standard equipment of a calligraphy master!
He has not seen a calligrapher who can write such calligraphy works for more than ten years.
The last time he saw this kind of writing was when he was a child. It had been more than twenty years ago. Later, the calligraphy master stopped writing and retired and died ten years later.
Then, there was no more master in the Chinese calligraphy world.
The market prices of the masterpieces of the last calligraphy master collected in his family have increased several times. People often wanted to buy them, but his father rejected them.
Because people in the circle predict that there may be no more calligraphy masters in the future, and the works of the last calligraphy master will become the last master's works in the calligraphy world and will be of great collection value in the future.
But now...
He actually saw a new calligraphy master appear?
Li Wenbin's eyes left the handwriting and looked at Jiang Chen along the brush. He was sure that Jiang Chen was really holding the brush and writing. He was sure that Jiang Chen was so young!
Such a young calligraphy master...
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.
Phew!
Li Wenbin took a deep breath and roughly understood why his sister was willing to spend time with Jiang Chen.
He put away the contempt in his heart and began to read Jiang Chen's writing carefully, thinking that Jiang Chen was going to write the work of some ancient person.
However, Wang Fei, Wang Yang, Li Wenjun, and Han Qing all had surprise in their eyes, knowing that Jiang Chen was going to write an ancient poem.
They all know that this ugly slave is an ancient word brand name.
The hundreds of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room were also excited.
Compared with modern poetry, all Chinese people prefer ancient poetry. The beauty of ancient poetry and traditional culture cannot be compared with modern poetry.
Words full of charm appeared quickly in Jiang Chen's writing.
The young man does not know the feeling of sorrow and falls in love with the upper floors. Falling in love with the upper floors, I force myself to express my sorrow in order to compose new words.
Now that I have experienced all the sorrow, I still want to talk about it. I wanted to give it up, but I said it was a cool autumn.
When everyone sees these words, they just feel that they are pleasing to the eye. When they look at this piece of work again, they feel a sense of freshness.
Thousands of barrages flashed through the live broadcast room, and the number of people online directly reached 200,000.
Early in the morning, there were 200,000 people online in the live broadcast room!
“Well written!”
“The words are good and the words are even better.”“It’s been a cool autumn, and I felt a thrill all over after reading it.”
"Forcing new lyrics to express sorrow...Who is Lao Jiang satirizing?"
"Lao Jiang's works have never disappointed anyone!"
...
The eyes of Wang Fei, Li Wenjun, Wang Yang, and Han Qing at the scene were also full of surprises.
Jiang Chen’s work did not disappoint them either, it was another absolute masterpiece.
Li Wenbin quickly searched in his mind, because he had no memory of this poem?
Jiang Chen finished writing the poem "Ugly Slave" in one go, then slowly put down the brush, and then sighed slightly and said: "Just now, I thought of the memories of my youth in the past, haha, I just felt it. Everyone is laughing. ”
Wang Fei said immediately He said: "Why are you laughing? Jiang Chen, you are always so humble. I like this piece very much."
Li Wenjun also said seriously: "I like it very much too."
Wang Fei is a piano genius, so she is not as deeply impressed as Li Wenjun.
Li Wenjun is a genius in the circle of Chinese studies. He is most familiar with calligraphy and poetry. He has also written some works before. So she knows how rare it is to write such a piece of music.
If she could write such a work by herself, she would really be willing to give up everything about herself!
It's a pity...
She knows that whether such a work can be written does not really depend on hard work.
What can be written can naturally be done, but what cannot be written, even if it is scraping bones, bloodletting, hanging beams and thorns, it is impossible to write a word.
Literature and mathematics are the same and cannot lie!
If you can write it, you can write it. If you can’t, then you really can’t write it no matter what.
Compared with several of Jiang Chen’s works, the collections of poems she had written before could only be regarded as limericks that could not be put on the stage!
Li Wenbin understood at this time and asked softly: "Is this an original work written by yourself?"
Jiang Chen glanced at Li Wenbin and said nothing because he did not know Li Wenbin.
Li Wenjun hurriedly came over, pulled Li Wenbin, and introduced Jiang Chen: "Jiang Chen, this is my brother Li Wenbin, who just sent me a car. Just come with me to see you, I'm sorry!"
Jiang Chen shook his head: "No need to apologize, it's nothing. This is indeed a work I wrote based on my feelings. "
Li Wenbin suddenly seemed to understand something. He raised his head and looked at Jiang Chen seriously, then looked at the still-dry ink on the desk in front of him, and then looked at several works hanging on the wall. , I was shocked in my heart - I had only been abroad for half a month, and after I came back, the world of Chinese studies had changed?
Half a month ago, he had no impression of Jiang Chen. At that time, there were no calligraphy masters in the Chinese studies circle, and the literary world was a backwater.
Half a month later, when he returned to China, Jiang Chen suddenly wrote such calligraphy and works in front of him. It seemed that the world of literature and calligraphy had changed!
Li Wenbin wanted to say something else, but Li Wenjun hurriedly pulled Li Wenbin out.
Going out of the door, Li Wenjun said to Li Wenbin: "Brother, I know you are a busy man. If you have anything to do, please leave quickly."
Li Wenbin still had some disbelief on his face and asked softly Said: "Did he create the piece just now?"
Li Wen Jun nodded: "Yes! This is just an inconspicuous one among his many works."
With Jiang Chen's previously written "Lang Tao Sha Ling", Poppy Beauty, Drunken Flower Yin, Night Mooring at Maple Bridge, Looking at the Mountains Compared with several other ancient poems that have astonished the world, Li Wenjun felt that the poem "Ugly Slave" written by Jiang Chengang was just an ordinary masterpiece.
Li Wenbin was silent for a moment, obviously digesting the news, and then asked: "His calligraphy has reached the level of a master?"
Li Wenjun asked: "Didn't you see it?"
Li Wenbin Silence, knowing that you will not be wrong, and it is impossible to be wrong. Reaching the master level in calligraphy is a big threshold and a qualitative improvement. There is a clear difference between master calligraphy and non-master calligraphy. As long as you understand calligraphy Everyone can see it at a glance.
So, there is no possibility of misunderstanding.
What else did Li Wenbin want to ask? Li Wenjun pushed him again and said to his secretary Manni: "Manni, please take your boss back to rest quickly. Didn't he not sleep all night? Take him back Go to sleep, he doesn’t have to worry about my affairs, I know what’s going on.”
With that said, Li Wenjun pushed Li Wenbin hard to the exit of the backyard, then turned around and walked back.
Li Wenbin was shocked. At this time, he was enjoying the disgusting treatment of his own sister. He was also a little depressed. He said to his secretary Manni: "Manni, is my sister almost gone?"
< br>Manni couldn't help laughing and said: "Mr. Li, Wenjun doesn't matter where he goes or what time he goes. I will always be your sister, and this will never change! Moreover, I personally think that if Wenjun and Jiang Chen can really be together, they will be a good match. However, according to the information I know, it may just be Wenjun for the time being. You are just wishful thinking.”
Li Wenjun is just wishful thinking? In other words, is Li Wenjun having unrequited love?
If someone had said this before, Li Wenbin would have just scoffed and not believed it at all.
Who in the world can resist the charm of his sister?
But when he saw that scene just now, it seemed that it was indeed the case.
That Jiang Chen didn’t treat his sister as if she were a fairy descending from heaven.
Even Wang Fei, the former goddess in his heart, was not looked at twice in front of Jiang Chen.
This person...
Concentration is extraordinary.
Li Wenbin nodded, stopped talking, turned and walked to the alley behind, picked up the information in his hand and read: "When did this Jiang Chen appear? Do you know him very well?"
Manni explained: "I have also been I just found out. I have been watching his live broadcast every day for the past two days. The information I gave you is very detailed. You will know after you read it."
Li Wenbin hummed and continued to read the information carefully. Seeing Jiang Chen writing his own songs and singing live broadcasts, there was obviously a flash of I was surprised, and then when I saw the poem "Lang Tao Sha Ling" written by Jiang Chen when he left the magic city, he stopped for a moment, widened his eyes, and asked in disbelief: "Did he write this poem?"
Manni looked at it and said with certainty: "Yes, this is certain. He wrote it on the Huangpu River when he left the capital city and embarked on a self-driving tour. At that time, he started a live broadcast, and there is still a live broadcast video of that time! I also like this poem very much, it is very amazing, and it is better than the one I recited when I was in school! Several Song lyrics are even more amazing!”
Li Wenbin's eyes were stunned and he couldn't believe it.
Of course he knows that this poem is amazing. When he visited an elder in Nanyang last week, the elder was writing this poem. At that time, he thought it was the work of an ancient person and didn't pay much attention to it.
Looking at Jiang Chen’s information at this time, he discovered that this was actually Jiang Chen’s work?
Have Jiang Chen’s works spread to Southeast Asia?
Li Wenbin asked again: "Are all the works hanging on the wall just now his?"
Manni nodded: "Yes! These are some works that Jiang Chen wrote on his way to the capital. According to the information I got. Because he will leave the capital in a few days to continue traveling, it is inconvenient to bring these works with him, so he temporarily put these works Several works were left with Professor Wang Feiwang. "
"Moreover, the Chinese Departments of both Peking University and Shuimu Schools have invited him to teach and give lectures in these two schools."
"都He rejected me."
After hearing this, Li Wenbin said with emotion on his face, "I have only been out for half a month, but I didn't expect that such a god would suddenly appear?"
< br>Manni said seriously: "Indeed, he can be called a god. Before the age of thirty, he was unknown and just an ordinary worker struggling in the devil city. After his thirtieth birthday, he suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Amazing the world.”
...
On Jiang Chen's side, after writing the painting "Ugly Slave", he said to Wang Fei: "Professor Wang, I still keep this work with you. Please help me keep it."< br>
Wang Fei smiled elegantly and said: "No trouble, it's my honor."
Li Wenjun was a little envious and wanted to speak several times, but still held back, feeling embarrassed to speak.
At this time.
There were hurried footsteps outside.
No one has arrived yet.
The anxious voice arrived first.
“Where is it?”
“Let me see, the work Jiang Chen just wrote?”
"I knew I would live here too. I missed it, oops..."
Then, Yang Wenjie, Wang Xuefeng, Huang Bo, Zhang Shuwen, and Lin Shuang all walked in in a hurry, and even Mr. Huang Wenqing also hurriedly walked in. walked in.
As soon as the few people came in, they all looked neatly at the table in the middle of the room. On the table was placed the white paper that Jiang Chen had just written on.
Then.
Several people walked up quickly and surrounded the table. Several pairs of eyes looked at the smooth and flowing handwriting on the white paper, full of charm and beauty.
Huang Wenqing only took one look and said first: "Jiang Chen, your calligraphy has improved again!"
After hearing this, several people nodded in agreement.
They have thoroughly studied the several works that Jiang Chen left with Wang Fei in the past two days, so they can clearly see at a glance that Jiang Chen's calligraphy on the ugly slave is better than the last time. There is progress.
Jiang Chen smiled and said: "There should be some progress."
Lin Shuang looked at the handwriting and said, "Then when will you stop making progress?"
Jiang Chen shook his head: "I don't know either!"
Now even if he has reached the master level, his calligraphy skills can still get hundreds of experience points every time he writes a work, so he can get some experience points every time he writes. Progress, but the tens of thousands of experience points required for upgrading are simply a drop in the bucket, and upgrading is nowhere in sight.
He feels that he may not stop improving until his calligraphy skills reach a perfect level.
What does perfect calligraphy look like?
Is this the state of the Book Saint King Youjun at his peak?
Jiang Chen didn't know.
He only knows that it will take at least years to upgrade his calligraphy skills to perfection, and it is not surprising that it may even take more than ten years. After all, he doesn't have time to practice calligraphy every day. He just relies on the many experience points he gets every time he concentrates on writing works. However, the works given by the system will be finished one day, and then he will need to practice calligraphy on his own to improve his experience. Worth it.
However, practicing calligraphy gives very little experience value. If he relies on this to upgrade, he may only be in the Lifetime series.
Zhang Shuwen looked at the text and read it softly.
“Young people don’t know the taste of sadness, so they fall in love with upstairs. Falling in love with upstairs, they forcefully talk about sadness in order to compose new words.”
"Now that I have realized the feeling of sorrow, I want to say no, but I want to say no, but it is a cool autumn."
Zhang Shuwen shook his head and finished reading, then closed his eyes and thought about it for a while, then opened his eyes. Eyes said: "It's so well written! This word brand is relatively unpopular. There are only a few works that have been handed down to this day, and none of them can be regarded as masterpieces. Therefore, Jiang Chen, this work of yours may have been created throughout the ages. , the best piece written by Chou Nuer Cipai."
After listening to it, Yang Wenjie and Huang Bo thought for a while, obviously recalling the works of Chou Nuer Cipai in their own memories, but I found that the several works of this word card in my memory are indeed far inferior to Jiang Chen's Ugly Slave, so Jiang Chen's work can indeed be regarded as the best work of this word card.
But...
Li Wenjun said softly: "In this way, Jiang Chen's previous poems such as "Lang Tao Sha Ling", "Poppy Beauty", and "Drunk Flower Yin" are not among the best of all time. What about work? ”
Zhang Shuwen, Yang Wenjie, Huang Bo, Lin Shuang, Huang Wenqing, Wang Xuefeng, and Wang Fei all frowned slightly and thought, but they didn't say anything to refute, but they didn't agree either.
Because these word brands all have relatively good masterpieces through the ages, and almost all of them are masterpieces left by great writers.
Although there is a slight difference with several works written by Jiang Chen, the difference is not as obvious as that of Chou Nuer, so it is difficult for them to say clearly who is better and who is worse.
After all, there has never been a first in literature since ancient times. As long as the gap is not obvious, it is difficult to say who is first.
So, they all remained silent, just quietly admiring Jiang Chen's original painting of the ugly slave.
Seeing this, Li Wenjun glanced at Jiang Chen and felt that Jiang Chen was treated differently. He decided to analyze Jiang Chen's works in his doctoral thesis and make a big comparison with the historical masterpieces of the same type and type.
While Han Qing's live broadcast room is still open, the number of people online at this time has stabilized at more than 270,000, and it is difficult to increase it. After all, it was early in the morning, so how could there be so many people watching the live broadcast? The more than 270,000 people online were already an astonishing number.
Yang Wenjie, Huang Bo, Huang Wenqing, and Wang Xuefeng continued to stay to look at Jiang Chen's new work.
Then, Wang Fei and Li Wenjun took Jiang Chen and Han Qing to the Great Wall.
Pu Yuexi, Chen Xiaojia, Li Wen, and Wang Jing haven't gotten up yet. It seems that they and Wang Yang went to exchange performances with other bands last night, so they are quite tired.
Because Jiang Chen had to come back for dinner at noon and also went back to the hotel to take a nap.
So, they have to leave early and come back early to eat and rest. The time is still quite tight.
Fortunately, Jiang Chen’s travel mentality is relatively casual. You don’t have to do anything on the Great Wall. It’s enough to go up there, take a few glances, look out, and feel the historical atmosphere here. . Han Qing naturally follows Jiang Chen in everything, while Wang Fei and Li Wenjun grew up here. They have been to the Great Wall many times and have long been tired of seeing it, so they also follow Jiang Chen in everything.
And they all already know Jiang Chen's living habits, so without Jiang Chen's advice, they will arrange the time for Jiang Chen to go back and forth, and try not to delay Jiang Chen's daily routine.
Han Qing still held outdoor live broadcasts, and the number of people online has remained at around 200,000, which can be said to be an extremely scary and stable popularity figure.
Wang Fei and Li Wenjun accompanied him throughout the whole process, and they took turns telling Jiang Chen about the information here. They chatted with Jiang Chen along the way, and they were relatively casual and relaxed.
At noon, the group returned to Wang Fei's bar for lunch again. Pu Yuexi and Chen Xiaojia followed Wang Yang out for a wander again.
After having lunch, Jiang Chen thanked Li Wenjun and Wang Fei and said goodbye, and then took Han Qing back to the hotel to rest.
Back at the hotel, Jiang Chen and Han Qing had just arrived at the door.
The three people sitting in the hotel lobby immediately got up and walked over.
Guo Haitao, Zhou Ming, and Luo Sheng have been waiting here all morning while watching Jiang Chen's live broadcast. They didn't even eat lunch, for fear of missing the opportunity to meet Jiang Chen.
Now Jiang Chen is finally back.
(End of this chapter)