Chapter 125 124. Two ancient poems meet each other in succession. Who has seen such a character?
Magic City!
Qin Hanming, Qin Xuerong, and Li Hui all watched Jiang Chen’s live broadcast in the Baomo store early in the morning. Based on their understanding of Jiang Chen, they also guessed that Jiang Chen might leave today while writing the work.
Qin Xuerong took half a day off for this purpose today just so as not to miss Jiang Chen's live broadcast in the morning.
Looking at the three words "meet each other happily" written by Jiang Chen, Qin Xuerong felt a little sad in his heart. He remembered the Yulin bell that Jiang Chen wrote when he was parting with him before. It was also one of Jiang Chen's poems. The first masterpiece, comparable to the masterpieces passed down through the ages.
"Perhaps, I am not that special in his heart."
Qin Xuerong thought darkly in his heart.
However, she slowly felt relieved.
Since ancient times, among the many great writers and talents, which one has not been casual and romantic throughout his life?
It’s just that Qin Xuerong felt a little uncomfortable when this happened to him.
but.
She also thought about Jiang Chen's rejection of Li Wenjun, Wang Fei, and Yan Ruyu's overtures, so he probably didn't have any special emotions towards them, just a simple sadness of farewell.
I saw the live broadcast.
Jiang Chen picked up the brush and quickly continued writing on the white paper.
As the president of the Calligraphy Association, Li Hui's eyes flashed with light and she praised: "Sure enough, Jiang Chen's calligraphy has made some progress compared to yesterday. Between the lines, the charm is natural and natural, an incredible talent. If this is the case, If we continue to maintain this kind of progress, we will catch up with the Right Army of the Book Saint King in less than a year.”
"I just don't know where the limit of his talent is. I thought that the inheritance of Chinese calligraphy was about to be cut off, but I didn't expect that a Jiang Chen who might be comparable to Wang Youjun appeared!"
Li Hui looked at Jiang Chen with complicated eyes.
Qin Hanming nodded and saw that the pen, ink, paper and inkstone used by Jiang Chen were still taken from him, and he felt a proud feeling in his heart - Jiang Chen's current calligraphy realm and strength also have his own a contribution.
A few people stopped talking and looked carefully at the words written by Jiang Chen.
……
Everyone at the scene remained quiet and gathered around, staring closely at Jiang Chen's pen.
Words appeared one by one in Jiang Chen’s writing.
"Speechless, I went up to the west building alone, the moon was like a hook. The lonely phoenix tree locked deep in the courtyard to lock the autumn."
"It is the sorrow of separation that keeps cutting and making things messy. Don't leave it like a feeling in my heart. .”
Written!
Everyone felt sad and wanted to cry when they saw the melancholy in the words.
This is the charm of a master's calligraphy. Words can convey what he is thinking and his emotional state at that time. Therefore, many people say that the masterpiece of a master's calligraphy is the embodiment of the master's own life. This is the truth.
Yang Wenjie, Huang Bo, and Zhang Shuwen all had envy in their eyes. This kind of master's calligraphy with ease was really what they dreamed of.
Of course...
They are not envious at all of Jiang Chen’s talent and talent, because that is something they cannot envy. And they are calligraphers, so they envy Jiang Chen's calligraphy, so as to spur themselves on, there is still a possibility of catching up in the future.
However, if this is a story like "Meeting Love" and many previous works such as "Wang Yue", "Lang Tao Sha", "Xia Ke Xing" etc., they would not be able to write a single word of it if they were killed.
Some can be envied, and some are not even qualified to be envied.
Wang Fei, who was grinding ink, read softly: "Speechless, I went up to the west building alone, the moon was like a hook. The lonely sycamore tree in the deep courtyard locks the autumn. It keeps cutting, and the order is still messy, it is the sorrow of separation. Don't feel it anymore. In my heart."
After reading, Wang Fei's voice trembled.
Beside them, Li Wenjun, Yan Ruyu and others also had heavy hearts. Several pairs of eyes looked at Jiang Chen who was still holding the brush after writing, their eyes were full of reluctance.
But...
They also all have some resentment in their hearts.
Since Jiang Chen, you also express sorrow and reluctance in every word, then why do you still want to leave? Why can't you stay?
They wanted to say it out, but they didn't dare. They were afraid that if they made it clear, they wouldn't even be friends with Jiang Chen.
Just like when Li Wenbin pursued Wang Fei, he made a clear pursuit, but was ruthlessly rejected. Now he is no longer even a friend. When he meets him, he is like a stranger, but everyone present who knows the inside story is You know, they grew up together and had a good relationship before.
The number of people online in the live broadcast room has also surpassed 350,000, and is slowly heading towards 400,000.
Zhang Li, who was staying in a nearby hotel, was lying on the big bed and watching the number of people online in the live broadcast room. While she was happy, she also felt a little worried. Jiang Chen's popularity was so stable and amazing, and he was afraid of the contract. The capitation fee will really make Penguin Live Broadcast Platform unable to afford it.
It has just started broadcasting, and it is early in the morning. Jiang Chen has not performed yet. He just wrote an ancient poem and it can attract 300 to 400 thousand people online. So once Jiang Chen performs, the guarantee is 50 There are more than 10,000 people online. If it is at night when the traffic and idlers are the most, then even 600,000 to 700,000 people will not be able to stop it, and it is not impossible to reproduce millions of people.
This capitation fee is really worth it.
At this time, Zhang Li can only hope that Mr. Yang can get financing from the group headquarters. Otherwise, relying on his own operations, he is afraid that he will not be able to pay Jiang Chen such a high capitation fee in the long term. This contract After it expires, you may not be able to afford the next contract and dare not renew it.
There were a lot of comments in the live broadcast room, and the rewards never stopped.
“It’s well written. The name of the word is “Happiness in Meeting,” but the content is about separation and sorrow. Lao Jiang is awesome.”
“This calligraphy, this work, Lao Jiang, don’t always Hide it, take it out and sell a few works to circulate them. Let everyone enjoy it, how can others appreciate it if you hide it?”
“It keeps cutting, but it’s still messy, it’s Lichou... the writing is so touching.”
“Lao Jiang. It’s really awesome!”
"Who can compare with Lao Jiang in today's literary world?"
"Let alone today's literary world, throughout the ages, no one can compare with Lao Jiang by more than one hand. This is still Lao Jiang now, and in a few years Years later, if Lao Jiang accumulates more, no one in history can compare with Lao Jiang."
"Awesome..."
...
But!
Everyone at the scene and in the live broadcast room looked at Jiang Chen, a little strange.
Jiang Chen usually puts down his writing brush to rest after finishing writing, but at this time Jiang Chen did not put down his writing brush, and still kept the movement of lifting the writing brush. After listening to Wang Fei finish reading, Jiang Chen said softly: "Change another one. Paper! ”
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Wang Fei, who was grinding the ink, and Li Wenjun, Han Qing, and Yan Ruyu beside them were stunned for a moment, and then they woke up in a second, and their expressions flashed with shock, knowing what Jiang Chen meant. It's a different piece of paper, and he still needs to write.
Others, Yang Wenjie, Huang Bo, Li Xinghong, Li Wenbin and others all looked surprised. They didn’t expect to see Jiang Chen write his second piece today. It was really worth it.
If Jiang Chen is like this every day, they really want to travel with Jiang Chen and follow Jiang Chen every day, just to witness with their own eyes the more masterpieces Jiang Chen writes every day.
Unfortunately, this kind of thought can only be thought in their hearts.
Li Wenjun and Yan Ruyu carefully picked up the greetings Jiang Chen had just written, put them aside, and then spread out another piece of paper.
Wang Fei continued to polish her ink, staring at Jiang Chen with watery eyes, unwilling to leave for a second.
Li Wenjun, Yan Ruyu, and Sophia also stood nearest and stared at Jiang Chen.
The number of viewers in the live broadcast room exceeded 400,000 at this moment, and the dense barrage showed that everyone was very excited.
Then.
Jiang Chen’s brush slowly fell down.
Three words appeared quickly.
Happy meeting!
Still happy to meet each other.
Yang Wenjie, Huang Bo and others at the scene, as well as all the viewers in the live broadcast room, widened their eyes in surprise. Everyone was even more shocked by Jiang Chen's talent.
The barrages are densely packed.
“Awesome, I wrote two poems in a row with one word card, Lao Jiang is awesome.”
“Lao Jiang’s separation sorrow at this time is so strong that he has no way to vent it, right? It’s all written on When I met Huanli, I continued to write the second one before I finished it. I can only say that he is talented and willful. "Lao Jiang is not stingy with these works at all. He writes whatever he wants. He is invincible!" br>
“Others can write one song in their lifetime, which is considered as remembered by their ancestors. Lao Jiang wrote two poems at a time.”
“As expected of Lao Jiang!”
“Lao Jiang is here There are too many works written in Jingcheng, right?”
“Hahaha, Lao Jiang loves Jingcheng and will definitely come to settle down in the future.”
"Lao Jiang..."
...
Another happy meeting.
Jiang Chen did not hesitate, his writing was full of wind, and each word appeared quickly.
The flowers in the forest faded away in a hurry. Helplessly, the cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes in the evening.
Rouge tears, stay drunk together, how long will it last? Naturally, life grows and hates water.
There are not many words in this word card. Jiang Chen finished writing it quickly, his expression became much more relaxed, and some of the emotions in his heart were indeed vented through writing.
This poem is a more typical graceful poem. The lines are full of resentment and melancholy, not just about separation, but all kinds of troubles that we often encounter in life.
To sum up, life is a process of getting what you want, so there will always be all kinds of troubles, just like the river flowing eastward, it will never stop.
The lyrics of both works are about happiness, but not a single word in the two works is happy. Every word, even every punctuation, is full of melancholy.
This time, Yan Ruyu couldn't help but recite it first: "The flowers in the forest withered in spring, too hastily. Helplessly, the cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes in the evening. Rouge tears, lingering drunkenness, never come again. Naturally, life grows and hates the water. "
After reading, Yan Ruyu couldn't help but feel melancholy on her pretty face.
After hearing this, the others also frowned a little, remembering some of the things they had experienced that they had never wished for.
Life...
That's it.
Life is full of sorrow and regret.
But...
What kind of talent is Jiang Chen?
Pairs of eyes were staring at Jiang Chen.
Have you written two names with the same word that are enough to be passed down from generation to generation?
Several of them present are considered big names and authorities in the Chinese studies circle. They have been in school for decades and have never seen such an outrageous person.
Perhaps, there has never been such an outrageous literary genius in history.
Such a talent!
In today's literary world, it is really like the sun shining brightly in the sky. No one can compare with it, and no one can block it. It makes everyone present feel a little ashamed and insignificant.
At this time, Jiang Chen finally put down his writing brush and signaled that he was done writing for the day. Then he glanced at everyone around him and said, "Everyone, that's it for today. Thank you all for your hospitality and your kindness to me. I value recognition, but unfortunately I have something in my mind, so I’m going to leave now and see you later.”
Jiang Chen slightly bowed his hands to several people, saying goodbye like a person in the world.
Huang Bo immediately said: "Jiang Chen, walk slowly and take care along the way. I'll wait for you next time."
Yang Wenjie: "Take care!"
Li Wenjun's voice had a hint of Choking up sobs, she looked at Jiang Chen with resentful eyes: "Take care of yourself. Next time you come, I'll make delicious food for you."
Wang Fei took a deep breath, and her many emotions turned into two words: " Walk slowly!”
Only Yan Ruyu was the most relaxed, and said with a slight smile: "When you come all the way back to Chengdu, we may have a holiday. Then I will go back to Chengdu to play with you."
Jiang Chen did not respond to the words of several people. He just nodded to everyone, and then walked out with Han Qing, Pu Yuexi and others.
Han Qin no longer cared about the capitation fee at this time and directly turned off the live broadcast, ignoring the nearly half a million viewers in the live broadcast room.
Everyone sent Jiang Chen and others out of the door together, and then sent them to the street...
Many people who saw Jiang Chen on the road also joined the send-off team, and together they sent Jiang Chen away. Several people arrived outside Houhai before stopping.
After seeing Jiang Chen and Han Qing off, Pu Yuexi and the others disappeared into the street, and everyone present felt a little melancholy.
Such a character!
This is the only one that all of them have encountered in their lives.
Unfortunately, the time we spent together to communicate and get along was too short.
But such a short time left such a deep memory on them.
Li Xinghong whispered: "I just hope he won't waste his musical talent!"
After seeing Jiang Chen write two "Happy Meeting" that can be passed down from generation to generation, Li Xinghong no longer has any interest in Jiang Chen's musical talent. Being so persistent, I feel that Jiang Chen's literary talent may be even more powerful.
Li Wenbin looked at the direction where Jiang Chen disappeared and sighed.
He had been ready to make a move several times just now, wanting to propose the idea of purchasing works to Jiang Chen, but he did not dare to say it out loud, for fear of offending Jiang Chen, and fear of affecting the relationship between his sister and Jiang Chen.
He really thought about that painting of The Knight's Journey day and night. Last night he dreamed that he had bought the authentic painting of The Knight's Journey.
Seeing Jiang Chen's astonishing talent, Li Wenbin wanted to send his sister to Jiang Chen's house in person at this time, without any gift, and also gave her two courtyard houses as a gift, and also gave away shares worth at least billions. No problem, as long as Jiang Chen and his sister can be together, such a person can really enhance the class and foundation of their Li family.
What a pity!
He could tell that Jiang Chen was not interested in the few people present just now, including his sister Li Wenjun, the talented school beauty Yan Ruyu of Shuimu, and the white moonlight goddess Wang Fei in his heart, as well as the mixed-race beauty from North America. Neither Sophia nor Jiang Chen showed any obvious interest.
As a man, he could feel that Jiang Chen really seemed to have no interest in women!
After all, if existences like Li Wenjun, Yan Ruyu, Wang Fei, and Sophia actively chased after her, but couldn't make Jiang Chen's heart flutter, Li Wenbin really couldn't think of any other girl in the world who could make Jiang Chen's heart flutter. Chen's heart was moved.
Very strange.
Could it be that his interests and hobbies are different?
Li Wenbin trembled all over, then shook his head, put aside the evil thoughts in his heart, turned around and left. He still has a lot of things to be busy with. If Jiang Chen's works weren't so attractive, he wouldn't keep running to Wang Fei.
Yang Wenjie, Huang Bo, and Li Xinghong also went back to their own schools to be busy.
Wang Fei, Li Wenjun, Yan Ruyu, and Sophia all returned to the yard behind, framed and hung up the two letters Jiang Chen had just written, and looked at the whole room filled with Jiang Chen's writings Each song is a masterpiece that can be passed down from generation to generation, and they are all a little surprised and shocked in their hearts.
...
Jiang Chen, Han Qing, Pu Yuexi and the others returned to the hotel and started packing their things to prepare for departure.
Jiang Chen was lazy and went to the gym to exercise for a while and completed the exercise task. Then after they all packed up, they drove off together. The two cars left the capital and headed northeast. And go.
Chen Xiaojia still worked as a driver for Jiang Chen. While driving, he looked at the high-rise buildings in the capital and the busy traffic on the road, and smiled: "I don’t know when I can come again next time."
< br>Han Qing is not interested in this place. Firstly, this city is very fast-paced and not a livable city. Secondly, there are Wang Fei, Li Wenjun, Yan Ruyu and others here, which puts a lot of pressure on her.
And Jiang Chen sat in his seat, watching the car gradually leave the capital, and said softly: "Xiao Qingzi, give me the guitar!"
Ah...
Han Qing and Chen Xiaojia were driving. They were all stunned.
Afterwards, Han Qing hurriedly reached out from the trunk and took out the guitar that had been placed there for easy access and handed it to Jiang Chen.
Chen Xiaojia also slowed down the car to make the car as stable as possible.
After Han Qing gave the guitar to Jiang Chen, she quickly picked up her phone and opened Penguin Live.
(End of this chapter)