Chapter 143 142. You can live your whole life under the mist and rain, and there will be neither wind nor rain!
The hundreds of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room have already seen many works written by Jiang Chen.
But...
Every time Jiang Chen writes, he still brings everyone very high expectations.
Because!
Every time Jiang Chen writes a work, it surprises them, even amazes them.
They believe that the works written by Jiang Chen must be no ordinary works!
I saw Jiang Chen's brush quickly falling on the white paper.
Several calligraphy fonts appeared quickly.
Many viewers watching the live broadcast and those who knew calligraphy had their eyes shining with envy, jealousy, and surprise.
Zhang Shuwen said with a wry smile: "Sure enough, there has been some progress. Each time is better than the last time, every time. If he continues to make such progress, within a few days, he will be able to compete with several calligraphy masters in history." In less than a month, he will be on par with the Sage King Youjun."
Huang Bo, Lin Shuang, Li Wenjun, and Wang Fei in the office didn't say anything after hearing this. They just looked at what Jiang Chen wrote. word.
Every word is like an art, a realm of calligraphy that they have been pursuing for decades and dreamed of achieving.
Determine the storm.
Lin Shuang whispered: "It's Ci Pai. Jiang Chen wants to write another ancient poem today?"
Li Wenjun said: "When Jiang Chen just got up and went out in the morning, it rained outside, and then it stopped raining again. Maybe, this is a song Jiang Chen wrote temporarily to calm the storm!"
After listening to it, several people were all excited. Nod in agreement.
It seems that is indeed the case.
The wind and rain started and stopped. This does not exactly fit the meaning of the word "Ding Feng Bo".
However, thinking about Jiang Chen's experience just now, he was inspired to write an ancient poem immediately, which made a few people feel helpless and shocked.
Huang Bo, Zhang Shuwen, and Lin Shuang all shook their heads slightly, full of envy.
This kind of talent basically does not exist in modern and contemporary times.
Only the great writers of ancient times could do such a thing.
Because the ancient great writers were well-read and knowledgeable since childhood, and they focused on this. Their understanding of Chinese characters was far beyond the imagination of modern people, so they could quickly write a poem after having inspiration. Neat work comes!
In modern times, basically no one can do this.
I can't even recognize many common ancient Ci cards, and I don't know the format and rhythm of the ancient Ci cards at all, let alone write poetry.
The people present are all representatives of authority and genius from the Chinese Department of Peking University, but if they were asked to immediately tell the rhythm and format of the word "Ding Feng Bo", they couldn't tell it at once, and they had to check the information. Only then can you say it!
Their knowledge is very broad and complex.
Under their gaze.
Jiang Chen’s brush did not stop.
"Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest, why not whistling and walking slowly. The bamboo stick and mango shoes are lighter than the horse, who is afraid? You can spend your whole life in the misty rain."
"The steep autumn wind blows the drunkenness, and it is slightly cold, on the top of the mountain The slanting light greets me. Looking back to the desolate place, there is neither wind nor rain. "
Words appeared quickly in Jiang Chen's writing.
Many people who speculated that this ancient poem was improvised by Jiang Chen based on his morning experience began to doubt themselves. If it was an improvised creation, why could it be written so fast? So confident?
Don’t you even need to think or hesitate?
But...
Looking at the calligraphy characters that are the best in contemporary times, they are also the best in literary talent.
Everyone calmed down and stopped thinking about that, only admiring it.
In the office, Li Wenjun read softly.
“Don’t listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest, why not scream and walk slowly. The bamboo stick and mango shoes are lighter than the horse, who is afraid? You can live your whole life in the misty rain.”
"The cool autumn wind blew me away from my drunkenness, and it was slightly cold, but the mountain tops were shining slantingly. Looking back to the desolate place, when I returned, there was no wind, rain, or sunshine!"
End of reading!
Li Wenjun took a deep breath to calm down a little, but his hands were clenched into small fists, trembling slightly.
Other people in the office also had eyes flashing with surprise and excitement.
Zhang Shuwen said with a slight tremor in his voice: "Who is afraid? You can live your whole life in the mist and rain. When you go back, there will be no wind or rain or sunshine! These few sentences are enough to be passed down through the ages. Jiang Chen really wants to Reshape the glory of Chinese traditional culture? ”
Huang Bo, Lin Shuang, Li Wenjun, and Wang Fei all nodded in agreement after hearing Zhang Shuwen's words. They all felt this way.
There is a sense of Renaissance.
Jiang Chen wrote ancient poems that were handed down from generation to generation, making them all feel like they were dreaming back to the Tang and Song Dynasties, watching the great writers from the Tang and Song Dynasties writing with their brushes and ink. An eternal masterpiece.
But...
This is contemporary times.
Moreover, it is a modern era of information explosion.
This makes them feel powerless.
Why is Jiang Chen the only one able to write these works?
Why can’t they and other people who study traditional culture write a single sentence?
It’s not that I couldn’t write a single sentence, but what I wrote was so unsightly compared to Jiang Chen that I didn’t even have the nerve to publish it anymore.
Huang Bo, Zhang Shuwen, and Lin Shuang have all been researching and creating recently, and have also pondered a few works.
If it were in the past, these works would definitely become their favorite works and would be published in the school magazine or several familiar publications.
But now...
They don’t dare to show it to others, for fear of being compared with Jiang Chen’s works.
It’s not just them.
Some other students and professors who used to like to publish poetry works have also become quiet recently, and their poetry creation has suddenly become stagnant. I don’t know how much they have written in private, but no one has published new works publicly.
Huang Bo took a deep breath: "Jiang Chen said that he will come back from Mudanjiang tomorrow and will go directly back to Rongcheng. He may pass by the capital. Can you try and extend an invitation? When passing by the capital, come and stay for a few days. "God?"
Huang Bo's words were addressed to Li Wenjun and Wang Fei.
He knew that Li Wenjun, Wang Fei and Jiang Chen must be in contact. The two of them also received works as gifts from Jiang Chen, and they were considered friends with Jiang Chen.
But, Wang Fei said softly: "I invited you yesterday, but he refused."
Li Wenjun: "I also asked, and he also refused." Of course, the two of them had invited Jiang Chen a long time ago, but they were just rejected.
At this time, Huang Bo was helpless, and then said: "Okay, I will issue another public invitation to Jiang Chen in the name of our department later. Regardless of him Whether you come or not, I will send out this invitation."
Huang Bo knew that neither he nor Beijing University behind him had the qualifications to show off in front of Jiang Chen at this time.
At least in the field of Chinese, all universities across the country, and even the world, are not qualified to show off in front of Jiang Chen and must bow their heads.
Lin Shuang glanced at Li Wenjun and said softly: "If Jiang Chen goes all the way back to Rongcheng and accepts Sichuan University's invitation, we will be passive."
Li Wenjun rejected Peking University's invitation to stay at the school, which is a high probability. I will go to Sichuan University, which is Jiang Chen’s alma mater and Jiang Chen’s hometown.
What if Jiang Chen returns to Chengdu and accepts Sichuan University’s invitation.
In that short period of time, the reputation of the Chinese Department of Sichuan University may surpass that of top domestic universities such as Beijing University, Shuimu University, and Zhejiang University.
Although...
The school’s true strength cannot be caught up in a short period of time.
However, Jiang Chen’s blessing of fame is real.
Huang Bo had obviously thought of this possibility and said softly: "That is Jiang Chen's own choice. If he chooses Sichuan University, there is nothing we can do. However, we have a good relationship with Sichuan University. If If he can take up a position at Sichuan University, we can let him come to exchange and study through connections."
The eyes of Zhang Shuwen and Lin Shuang both lit up.
Indeed...
Although it is possible to lose Jiang Chen, it can also increase some opportunities to communicate with Jiang Chen.
At least it’s not like it is now, with no chance to even talk to Jiang Chen.
Wang Fei stood up and said goodbye: "Director Huang, Professor Zhang, Professor Lin, I'm leaving first. I will come on time to pick up Jiang Chen's works in the afternoon."
Huang Bo stood up to see them off. : "Okay, Professor Wang, we will definitely take good care of it."
Although Wang Fei has resigned from Yangyin, Huang Bo still calls her Professor Wang, which is a sign of respect.
Several people sent Wang Fei away, and then looked back at the live broadcast to see that Jiang Chen was already sitting on a chair and resting. They all breathed a sigh of relief and quickly got into work mode, starting to prepare for today's exhibition of Jiang Chen's works.
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The hundreds of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room were also extremely excited, and the barrage and rewards never stopped.
"Okay, okay, okay! Another masterpiece from Lao Jiang has been published, leaving no way for other poetry writers in the literary world to survive."
"Who is afraid, you can live your whole life in the mist and rain. Return. Go, it’s rainy or sunny! Lao Jiang, how come you think of these sentences? Why can’t we think of them?”
“Lao Jiang’s works are enjoyable to see once.”
“I just love this calligraphy, let alone such a good work. Lao Jiang, to be honest, when can I sell one? Work? I really want to buy it, I really like it.”
“This work is really not something that ordinary people can write. It has been possible to write such a top-notch biography throughout the ages. There are no great writers who can write more than one hand in the world. In the past five hundred years, there has never been a great writer. Now Lao Jiang can be said to be the first person in the past five or six hundred years to have such an astonishing literary talent. People."
"50 million, Lao Jiang, can you sell it?"
"I still like Xia Ke Xing!"
"I like meeting each other."
"I like Lang Tao Sha Ling, and the amazing feeling is still in my heart."
"I like Wangyue..."
“You still picked it?”
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The comments in the live broadcast room began to talk about the works that Jiang Chen had written before. Each of the works was liked by a large number of viewers.
Li Zheng has returned to the Magic City and came to Qin Hanming again. He and Qin Hanming watched Jiang Chen’s live broadcast, admired several of Jiang Chen’s works left here, and looked at what Jiang Chen had just written After finishing the incident, he said with admiration in his eyes: "Another masterpiece has come out. Jiang Chen's talent really shocked the past and the present."
Qin Han made a point Nodding: "Indeed, it is not an exaggeration to say that it has shocked the past and the present. How did you gain from going to the capital this time?"
Li Zheng cried and laughed and shook his head: "No gain, there are too many people who want to buy Jiang Chen's works. No one has succeeded yet. I have entrusted an agent, but the agent has not made a move yet."
Qin Hanming: "Which one do you want to buy?"
Li Zheng's eyes flashed: "The one I want to buy the most is definitely Xia Ke Xing! Even an old man like me gets excited after seeing this piece. It is also what many collectors want to buy most. Some people have already shouted out 180 million With a high price of 10,000 yuan, many intermediaries are taking action to buy it from Jiang Chen. It can be sold for at least 200 million if it is resold. If it is put up for auction, it may be sold for a sky-high price."
"If it can be bought for less than 300 million, I will not hesitate."
Qin Hanming nodded, of course he knew that Jiang Chen's "Xia Ke Xing" really shocked the whole country. Nowadays, many people on the Internet are analyzing the song Xia Ke Xing to attract traffic. If you open a few online accounts, you can see Xia Ke Xing's signature. Killing one person in ten steps and leaving no trace in a thousand miles has become the mantra of many young people. , it is no exaggeration to say that it is the most commonly used signature on the Internet.
If possible, Qin Hanming would also like to buy this work.
What a pity...
He knew that this was almost impossible.
It is impossible to buy works from Jiang Chen.
The three works in the hands of Han Qing, Li Wenjun and Wang Fei still have the slightest possibility of manipulation.
So, even though Qin Hanming knows that many collectors are taking action and a large number of intermediaries are operating, he believes that no Jiang Chen's works will enter the trading market in a short period of time.
Then, Li Zheng turned around and looked at the painting of Lang Tao Sha Ling hanging on the wall, and said: "If this work can be traded, I am willing to pay 100 million. This is Jiang Chen leaving the Magic City. Written by the Huangpu River, it is very meaningful. Although the calligraphy quality is not as good as the later works, the literary talent is not inferior at all.”
"I didn't know that I was a guest in my dream, and I had a moment of pleasure. When the water falls and the flowers fall, spring comes, and it's heaven and earth! Every time I read it, I have endless aftertaste and am amazed."
Qin Hanming smiled: "So , I have been staying in the store recently, staying here and watching this several times every day. These works, I’m full without eating.”
Li Zheng glanced at Qin Hanming with envy, Jiang Chen’s works are here, and they have attracted many big collectors in the circle to Qin Hanming recently. As well as big names in the literary and calligraphy circles came to watch and appreciate it, which added a lot of contacts.
In order to avoid trouble, Qin Hanming limited three people to come to visit and enjoy it every day. No more people would be accepted.
So, those who can come are all top big guys inside and outside the industry, and every big guy who comes to see it is full of praise.
Li Zheng can also understand the pursuit of those people. Seeing Jiang Chen's original works in real life is far more shocking and more impactful than watching online videos.
After reading it, I was really convinced by Jiang Chen, and I wanted to have it even more.
This is also one of the reasons why the prices of Jiang Chen’s works on the market are getting higher and higher.
After appreciating the original works of Jiang Chen, many big collectors want them even more. They don’t consider issues such as investment and value-added at all. They just want to have them, so no matter how much money they have, they don’t want them. I like it if you are willing to pay and money can’t buy it.
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By the Mudan River.
After breakfast, Jiang Chen and his party set off again to start their second and last day of travel in Mudanjiang.
(End of this chapter)