Chapter 154 153. When we prosper, the people suffer; when we die, the people suffer! Once again, tens of thousands of people gathered at the venue.
Beijing!
Huang Bo, Zhang Shuwen, and Lin Shuang have not returned home from get off work yet and are watching Jiang Chen's live broadcast in the office.
I wanted to chat for a while and then went home from get off work.
Unexpectedly, I saw Jiang Chen writing something again.
Zhang Shuwen said with some bitterness: "I just wrote two masterpieces in the morning, and I will write more in the afternoon. Jiang Chen really doesn't give the literati like us a little face."
Huang Boye She shook her head helplessly and said, "Hey, we can only blame ourselves for this!"
Lin Shuang remained silent, just staring at Jiang Chen, but there was also some pressure in his heart, and he was determined to find time in the future. Practice calligraphy carefully.
It would be impossible for her to write those masterpiece-level works in her lifetime. The only thing she could possibly improve was her calligraphy skills.
In this way, the gap between him and Jiang Chen can be slightly narrowed.
Otherwise...
When future generations evaluate the literature of this era, only Jiang Chen's name will be used. The gap between the others is too big and no one can compare with Jiang Chen, so no one will be People remember.
In the live broadcast, Jiang Chen had already started writing.
Slope goat, three words quickly appeared in Jiang Chen’s writing.
Lin Shuang, Huang Bo, and Zhang Shuwen had a flash of doubt in their eyes at the same time, and then they quickly started searching.
Not an ancient poem!
It is not the ancient word brand name they are familiar with.
This format is very similar to ancient Ci Pai.
But...
Huang Bo, the most knowledgeable, quickly said: "This is the name of Sanqu, Yuan Sanqu."
Zhang Shuwen and Lin Shuang also thought about it at the same time.
At this time, Yuan Sanqu is somewhat similar to Song Ci, but it is different!
There are very few masterpieces of Sanqu from the Yuan Dynasty, and only one or two are in textbooks. Therefore, most people don’t know much about this literary genre, and they know very little about the names of Sanqu.
Even professors and scholars from top universities like them have to think carefully before they can remember it.
Zhang Shuwen praised: "Jiang Chen's knowledge is really seriously underestimated. He has even studied Yuan Sanqu in depth, and now he is directly writing Sanqu works."
Lin Shuang and Huang Bo both nodded. They had heard this conclusion from many people.
After all, those ancient poems and modern poems written by Jiang Chen definitely require a lot of knowledge to write, and it is difficult for ordinary top scholars to compare.
However, Jiang Chen’s identity in the academic circle is only that of a Sichuan University undergraduate graduate. He is not a master’s degree, nor a doctorate, nor a professor at a prestigious school. He has never published any research papers on traditional culture or is the work.
With the level of knowledge Jiang Chen displayed in these ancient poems, even Huang Bo and Zhang Shuwen dare not say that he can compare with Jiang Chen.
Lines of text appeared in Jiang Chen’s pen.
"Sheep on the hillside, Tong cares about the ancient times."
"The peaks and mountains are like gathering, the waves are like angry, the mountains and rivers are on the Tongguan Road inside and outside. Looking at the Western Capital, I hesitate."
"Sad where the Qin and Han Dynasties were walking, The palaces and palaces are all made of earth. When it prospers, the people suffer; when it dies, the people suffer."
A piece of work comes to life on the page.
Zhang Shuwen stood up directly and shouted: "Okay, well written! This Sanqu work really captures the essence of the change of dynasties in ancient times! No matter it is a prosperous or troubled time, the life of the common people is not easy."
Huang Bo: "This is Jiang Chen's impression on this land all the way to Chang'an. He has seen that the people who have suffered the most since ancient times are ordinary people!"
Lin Shuang: "In fact, it is the same now, in the end The people are still suffering! This has not changed since ancient times."
Lin Shuang's words made Zhang Shuwen and Huang Bo silent and didn't know what to say.
Although, the lives of ordinary people are much better than before. They can have enough food and clothing, and have enough money to buy cars and houses, which has improved their quality of life...
But, the ordinary people are still the same. The bottom class is still the most miserable.
This point seems to have really not changed since ancient times...
…………
Millions of viewers in the live broadcast room have started discussing, and the rewards have not stopped. Come down.
"Lao Jiang's work really made me cry when I saw it. People are suffering, and death is also suffering for the people! The common people have never had a good life."
"How many times It’s been the same for thousands of years.”
"Life is much better now, but it's just like that. I am thirty-seven years old, with a debt of 1.5 million, a mortgage of 1.3 million, and a car loan of 150,000. What I fear most every day when I open my eyes is to receive a call from the company. News about layoffs.”
“I was laid off just last year. I’m forty years old. Looking for a job? I don’t have a good job anymore, so I’m delivering food now.”
“Lao Jiang, do you want to deliver this piece?”
“Lao Jiang, come to Chang’an quickly.”
"Lao Jiang, what you wrote is so good, you have seen through history!"
...
After Jiang Chen finished writing, he put down his brush, sighed, and said, "I suddenly felt something, let's go to Chang'an."
Han Qing and Pu Yuexi Several people quickly put away the works Jiang Chen had just written, then got back in the car and drove to Chang'an.
Han Qing also turned off the live broadcast, and fell asleep leaning on Jiang Chen's shoulder a little tiredly.
Jiang Chen let Han Qing lie on his shoulder and adjusted his body position to make Han Qing sleep more comfortably.
He knew that Han Qing, who followed him out recently, was the most tired one. Not only did she have to live broadcast all the time, but she also had to take care of her own life.
Chen Xiaojia, who was driving in front, glanced in the rearview mirror, a trace of envy flashed in his eyes, and did not say anything. He continued to maintain speed and steadily followed Pu Yuexi in front, heading towards Chang'an!
When it’s getting dark.
The two cars finally saw the outline of the ancient capital of Chang'an.
Han Qing also woke up.
Of course, in fact, she had woken up a long time ago, but she had not opened her eyes, enjoying the warmth of Jiang Chen's shoulder. After hearing what Chen Xiaojia said, she opened her eyes, a blush flashed across her pretty face, and she said sheepishly He glanced at Jiang Chen: "Are your shoulders sore?"
Jiang Chen shook his head: "It's okay, you haven't had a good rest recently, so you don't have to get up so early tomorrow morning."
Han Qing He smiled and said, "That won't work. You I have to follow you wherever you go, otherwise I won’t worry.”
Chen Xiaojia in front said with a smile: “Lao Jiang is the eldest here, he is thirty years old, and he is still a big man, so there is nothing wrong with him. Don't worry."
Jiang Chen touched his stomach and said to Chen Xiaojia: "Tell Yue Xi and the others to go have something to eat first and find a place to eat near the hotel you reserved."< br>
Chen Xiaojia: "Okay!"
After saying that, Chen Xiaojia picked up the walkie-talkie and discussed where to eat with Pu Yuexi in front. They were all hungry, so they went to the hotel after eating.
Chen Xiaojia asked curiously: "Lao Jiang, how long should we stay in Chang'an?"
Jiang Chen looked at the ancient capital of Chang'an in front of him, and a heavy historical atmosphere that had accumulated for thousands of years hit his face. Come, he said in a slightly solemn tone: "Two days!"
Chen Xiaojia: "Today doesn't count, right?"
Jiang Chen smiled and said: "Of course it doesn't count!"
Chen Xiaojia: "Okay, let's stay in the hotel for three days."
Han Qing started the live broadcast again, and the live broadcast camera was aimed at Jiang Chen, at the same time, also saw Chang'an outside, indicating that they had arrived at Chang'an City.
More than half a million viewers flooded into the live broadcast room instantly, and a large number of viewers quickly entered.
“Wow, Lao Jiang has arrived in Chang’an, where is he, where is he!”
"Lao Jiang, the people of Chang'an welcome you. Can you tell me which hotel you are staying in?"
"Lao Jiang, we agreed to go to Chang'an. I'll treat you to a train. Tell me where you are. I'll go there." Deliver on the promise.”
“I. Night view of Chang'an, is Lao Jiang coming to Datang Ancient Street?"
"Lao Jiang, please tell me where you are. I have been waiting for this day for more than ten days, and finally I have come to you."
……
The dense barrage in the live broadcast room was mostly sent by many locals in Chang'an. They all wanted to know where Jiang Chen lived, and they would rush over to see Jiang Chen. But.
Neither Jiang Chen nor Han Qing looked at the barrage.
Moreover, even if they look at it, they won’t say where they live.
It doesn’t matter to them if some viewers discover where they live through the live broadcast.
However, they do not intentionally reveal where they live.
That way...
Who knows how many people will come then?
When I was in the capital, 100,000 people crowded in Houhai, and in Shanghai, tens of thousands of people crowded in the bar street!
Now Jiang Chen's popularity has improved compared to that in the capital, and there are many locals in Chang'an. If too many people come, Jiang Chen and Han Qing are worried that something will happen.
so!
They definitely won’t say it.
The two cars quickly arrived at the hotel they had reserved in advance, right next to the snack street and the Tang Dynasty Ancient City!
It is said to be the Ancient City of the Tang Dynasty, but it is actually a street, but it is larger. It is full of ancient buildings built in the style of the Tang Dynasty, and there are many staff wearing costumes from the Tang Dynasty who role-play in it. , there are also programs and performances, attracting many tourists, and it is a famous place for Internet celebrities to check in in Chang'an.
Chen Xiaojia and Pu Yuexi parked the car. They walked to the snack street in a low-key manner, sat outside and started ordering food.
Local specialty snacks were served one by one.
Although...
The prices are not cheap. After all, this is also a tourist attraction, and most of the tourists it attracts are foreign tourists. Those things will not be cheap.
But, the taste is okay.
Han Qing has also been live streaming.
Many Chang'an locals quickly came over through the live broadcast.
To them, this place is familiar.
So!
Less than half an hour.
The entire snack street can no longer accommodate anyone.
even!
The ancient city of Tang Dynasty next to it began to be filled with people.
"Hello, Lao Jiang!"
"Lao Jiang, welcome..."
"Lao Jiang, how am I doing today..."
"Old Jiang..."
Every audience member greeted Jiang Chen enthusiastically when they saw him, but they just sat in their own seats and greeted Jiang Chen, and did not come forward to watch.
Everyone maintained a heartfelt respect for Jiang Chen and did not dare to disturb him easily. They did not want to be looked down upon by Jiang Chen and the passers-by around him.
Because...
Jiang Chen is not one of those celebrity artists, let alone one of those popular celebrities and anchors.
Rather, he is a real great writer and a top artist at the level of calligrapher!
The ancient poems that were handed down from ancient times to the level of masterpieces, as well as the calligraphy that ordinary people can see with their naked eyes, made each of them respect Jiang Chen. At the same time, they also relied on their status and felt that they were watching. The audience and fans of Jiang Chen's live broadcast must naturally be worthy of Jiang Chen's status as a great artist, and they must also maintain their consciousness and quality!
They don’t want to be thought of as those brainless groupies.
So!
Tens of thousands of people quickly gathered on the two streets.
but.
But not messy at all.
Everyone was doing whatever they were supposed to do, as if they were all tourists here, but their attention was all in the direction of Jiang Chen.
However, the shops around here all know that there cannot be so many tourists. At the peak of their popularity, there were not even one-tenth of the number of tourists now.
Both streets are almost full now, almost crowded, and staff outside have begun to restrict entry. Otherwise, the number of people may become scary after a while, and the management room is also afraid that something will happen if there are too many people.
Jiang Chen finished eating, took a sip of tea, looked at the many enthusiastic eyes and smiles around him, and waved in response: "Thank you..."
Many people around him showed happy giggles, and were Jiang Chen responded, which made them feel very satisfied.
Later.
Jiang Chen said: "I was a little tired from traveling here today, so I sang a song and went back to the hotel to sleep."
Applause immediately sounded from the surroundings.
"Okay!"
"I agree, Lao Jiang can do anything."
"It's great to finally see Lao Jiang perform live."
" After waiting for so long, it’s finally our turn to watch Lao Jiang’s performance in Chang’an, haha...”
“Shut up and be quiet”
"Someone go find the property management here and bring over all the audio and microphone equipment."
"I have contacted you and the equipment has been debugged and will be delivered immediately!"
......
Indeed.
Two staff members struggled to squeeze through the crowd, sweating profusely, and came to Jiang Chen and the others, holding two microphones.
"Hello Jiang Chen, I am a staff member here. We have connected the audio equipment. Here you go..."
Both of them held the microphone in both hands and handed it to Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen took one casually: "Thank you!"
The two of them shook their heads hurriedly: "You're welcome, you're welcome... It's our honor for you to come and perform here!"< br>
Jiang Chen smiled: "It's not that serious, it's just a song!"
Both of them smiled happily, then pushed back and stood at the front looking at Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen took the microphone and tried it, and said in front of the live broadcast camera: "Thank you everyone for being so enthusiastic. This song can be regarded as some emotions on the road!"
The surroundings immediately rang with enthusiastic cheers. applause.
The number of viewers in the live broadcast room has also reached more than 1.1 million, and it is still rising rapidly.
“There are so many people, wow, wow, I’m stuck in a traffic jam on the road and can’t make it, so I can only watch Lao Jiang’s live broadcast in the car.”
"I'll rush there early tomorrow morning."
"Lao Jiang's live performance, I've always wanted to see it in my dreams. Lao Jiang, please go back to Chengdu."
"Lao Jiang, people of the capital Miss you!”
“The people of Shanghai miss Lao Jiang”
“The people of Mudanjiang miss Lao Jiang…”
...
Jiang Chen used his mobile phone to connect to the connected speaker and played background music.
This is also a song recorded in advance in Beijing.
Jiang Chen took the microphone and said: "This song is called Mengtuoling."
A vast, grand, and slightly sad back music sounded, spreading throughout the surrounding streets, People within a radius of several kilometers can hear it clearly.
The tens of thousands of people present immediately fell silent!
(End of this chapter)