Chapter 280 279. That is not a word that should appear in the mortal world!
This moment!
Countless eyes were fixed on Jiang Chen's hand and the brush in his hand.
They are all looking forward to what kind of works Jiang Chen will write.
The last time Jiang Chen wrote about Yueyang Tower was when he first arrived in southern Hunan. It has been half a month now.
Many people suddenly feel strange when they think of this...
It’s only been half a month!
Why do they feel like Jiang Chen hasn't written poetry for a long time?
Those literati in ancient times could write a few works that would be passed down through the ages in their lifetime, which would be considered a great success. From then on, they would leave their name in history and leave their own footprints in the literary world for thousands of years.
Even for those top writers, if they can write a popular masterpiece in one or two years, they are considered highly productive.
Just...
Jiang Chen wrote dozens of poems and works in the past month, each of which is enough to be passed down through the ages and become a masterpiece of the times. Many people have an illusion.
seem.
It's normal for Jiang Chen to be like this.
But at this time, many people thought about it carefully and suddenly discovered it.
It's abnormal for Jiang Chen to be like this.
Jiang Chen almost wrote one song a day like before, and sometimes even wrote several masterpieces a day, which was the most abnormal one.
Even if Jiang Chen only writes one piece of work in half a month, he is already extremely productive.
Li Zheng, who was far away in the Magic City, was at Qin Hanming's place, watching Jiang Chen's live broadcast together.
Qin Hanming said softly: "I haven't seen Jiang Chen write anything for more than ten days, and I am already a little used to it. It seems that the world is missing something important."
Li Zheng looked around and said with a smile: "You are indeed missing a lot of things here."
Qin Hanming also had a wry smile on his face.
The works that Jiang Chen had left with him before had been transported away by a special vehicle sent by Sichuan University. Even the work that belonged to him was temporarily borrowed by Sichuan University.
Therefore, his room, which was originally used to store Jiang Chen's works, is already empty.
Of course...
In fact, the original Jiang Chen's Jiang Jinjiu that Li Zheng purchased was also borrowed by Sichuan University.
Sichuan University has gathered all the works written by Jiang Chen and wants to hold an exhibition of Jiang Chen's works in Rongcheng. It will also be the most complete exhibition of Jiang Chen's works in a short period of time.
Qin Hanming and Li Zheng will go to the scene to take a look.
after all!
Every one of Jiang Chen's works is something they covet.
Being able to gather so many masterpieces together is definitely the most rare event in today's literary world. I'm afraid that many domestic universities and literary figures will go to the exhibition to see what Jiang Chen's works will look like together. What a grand occasion.
For many traditional culture lovers, this is an absolutely rare opportunity.
Because, if Sichuan University had not come forward to gather together, they would never have had the opportunity to appreciate so many of Jiang Chen's works, including several works that have amazed more than a billion people, such as Xia Ke Xing, Song of Everlasting Regret, Shui Diao Ge Tou, etc.!
These works are enough to attract anyone who has studied Chinese to see them once.
Anyone who can appreciate the beauty of Chinese literature will not miss it.
The two stopped talking.
Because, in the live broadcast screen.
The brush in Jiang Chen's hand slowly fell on the paper.
Two words appeared quickly.
Autumn words.
The two are slightly cool, but they also convey a vigorous temperament.
The brush in Jiang Chen's hand quickly passed over the paper, as if there was a fairy spirit floating through it. Every word was so elegant, so beautiful.
Qin Hanming and Li Zheng both stood up at the same time, staring at the words written by Jiang Chen without blinking.
They no longer care about the content, they just look at Jiang Chen's strokes, which in their eyes is the art of art.
……
In Rongcheng.
Yan Shouzhong, Yan Yiqing and his son, and Zhang Shuwenji, who came to Sichuan University to report, were also in the exhibition hall of Sichuan University at this time, watching Jiang Chen's live broadcast.
They were sorting out Jiang Chen's works just now while watching Jiang Chen's live broadcast.
Although, Jiang Chen hasn't written in the last ten days.
However, they still didn't miss Jiang Chen's daily live broadcast. They basically watched it until Jiang Chen finished the broadcast.
This is also one of the reasons for the extremely high number of people online in Jiang Chen's live broadcast room.
"Good words!"
Yan Yiqing stared at the text written by Jiang Chen on the live broadcast screen.
Every stroke of it had a great attraction for him.
Zhang Shuwen also quickly looked over, his body stiffened for a moment, and then he came closer, wanting to see it more clearly, and said softly: "This word..."
Zhang Shuwen didn't know how to describe it for a while.
because!
All the words of praise for calligraphy in his heart were not enough to describe his mood when he saw the words written by Jiang Chen.
Every stroke of Jiang Chen's strokes seemed to come from the sky and were not what should be found in the human world.
Even the characters of the legendary calligrapher King Youjun were slightly inferior to Jiang Chen's characters.
Although!
Just a little bit inferior.
but.
This little bit is a qualitative change.
It is a flying appointment that transcends the mortal world.
Although Wang Youjun's calligraphy is said to be the best in history, after all, it is a mortal calligraphy that everyone seems to be able to touch.
Many calligraphers after Wang Youjun also have the hope of catching up and possibly surpassing Wang Youjun.
But now, looking at the words written by Jiang Chen.
Zhang Shuwen felt that no one could surpass Jiang Chen's writing.
It couldn't have happened before, and it won't happen in the future.
because!
This is not what should happen in the human world.
It was Jiang Chen who brought such wonderful art to the world.
However, God will not allow another person to comprehend such a wonderful and extraordinary art.
The people in the live broadcast seemed to have turned into sculptures.
Li Wenjun, Wang Fei, Qin Xuerong, and Yan Ruyu knew calligraphy best, and their eyes widened at this time, as if they had seen the most incredible thing.
Han Qing, Sophia, and Pu Yuexi also felt something different. Looking at Jiang Chen's handwriting, they felt that Jiang Chen's handwriting seemed to be more beautiful than before. Every stroke had a sense of mist. It doesn't seem to be real, but if you look closely, it is so amazing.
So beautiful!
This is what some of them think.
This is also the thought of the vast majority of people in the live broadcast room.
Among the tens of millions of viewers, it would be great if there are only a few thousand people who know calligraphy. Ninety-nine percent of the other viewers don't understand.
However, people who don't know calligraphy can still see the transcendent beauty in Jiang Chen's writings at this time, giving them the same sense of amazement as when they first saw Jiang Chen write the title of a water melody song, as if that It is not a work that should exist in the human world, but a work that fell from the world. Every word contains the spirit of immortality.
Jiang Chen's calligraphy at this time gave them this amazing feeling, with a fairy spirit brewing in it.
"Autumn words!"
"Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely. I say that autumn is better than spring."
"A crane lining the clouds in a clear sky brings poetry to the blue sky."
A short poem. But.
It was extremely quiet around Jiang Chen!
The hands of Li Wenjun, Yan Ruyu, Wang Fei, and Qin Xuerong were all trembling slightly. They wanted to touch the words written by Jiang Chen, but they did not dare to move.
The barrage in the live broadcast room was dense at the moment.
“The writing is so beautiful, I feel like I don’t need to eat after reading it.”
"Well written, the handwriting is so beautiful, I haven't read the content yet."
"The content is also well written. It goes against the ancient habit of mourning autumn and praises autumn. It is very good."
"I like autumn very much. It's neither cold nor hot. It's not as hot as summer, there's no spring tide, and it's not as cold as winter. Autumn is the most comfortable season."
"Good poetry, good words, especially the words, they are simply divine."
"I personally think that Lao Jiang's handwriting is already the best in history, surpassing Wang Youjun. This poem does not feel like it was written by a mortal."
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"Lao Jiang is still the same Lao Jiang. I thought that if I stopped writing for more than ten days, I might be deteriorating, but I didn't expect that my calligraphy has improved. He is really a god, a god of calligraphy."
"Lao Jiang, awesome!"
"Lao Jiang......"
…………
The barrage was dense.
Li Wenjun, Yan Ruyu, Han Qing, Qin Xuerong, and Wang Fei quickly woke up.
Li Wenjun was about to finish inking and helped Jiang Chen put away the poem he had written.
But...
Han Qing and Yan Ruyu reached out and held Li Wenjun's hand at the same time.
Han Qing kissed Li Wenjun and shook her head, looking at Jiang Chen's hand.
Li Wenjun, Wang Fei, Qin Xuerong, and Sophia all looked at Jiang Chen's hand at the same time and found that Jiang Chen's hand was still holding the brush, and he didn't put it down after he finished writing the poem.
That means...
Jiang Chen hasn’t finished writing yet!
He still wants to write.
Li Wenjun quickly continued to sharpen his ink.
Han Qing and Yan Ruyu carefully picked up the autumn poem written by Jiang Chen and put it aside, pressed it down with a paperweight, and then carefully stepped aside, trying not to make the slightest sound to affect Jiang Chen.
The barrage in the live broadcast room also broke out again, densely packed.
All the regular viewers of Jiang Chen's live broadcast room can see that Jiang Chen's hand hasn't been put on the brush yet, and it's not over yet!
Jiang Chen still wants to write!
Li Zheng and Qin Hanming from Shanghai University, Zhang Shuwen, Yan Yiqing, and Yan Shouzhong from Sichuan University could not help but hold their breaths in front of the live broadcast, as if they were afraid that their heavy breathing would affect Jiang Chen who was far away in Xiangbei. .
Jiang Chen held a writing brush in one hand, looked at the Yangtze River in the distance, and asked softly: "Xiao Qingzi, where is this place?"
Han Qing hurriedly replied: "Chibi!"
Jiang Chen nodded lightly and looked back at Han Qing and Yan Ruyu. Li Wenjun glanced at them and said with a smile, "Do you know what happened here before?"
Han Qing thought for a moment.
Yan Ruyu quickly replied: "During the Three Kingdoms period, there was a Battle of Chibi here. Cao Cao led an army of 800,000 people southward and wanted to dominate the world. Sun Quan and Liu Bei had to unite to fight Cao Cao in Chibi. At that time, Zhou Yu, under Sun Quan's banner, Attacking with fire reduced Cao Cao's 800,000 troops in Chibi."
"From then on, Cao Cao lost the possibility of unifying the world in a short period of time, which allowed the Sima family to take advantage. It can be said that the Battle of Chibi ended the possibility of the Cao family becoming emperor."
Jiang Chen looked at the rolling water of the Yangtze River and the battlefield of the Battle of Chibi, as if he saw a battle involving hundreds of thousands of people that took place here during the Three Kingdoms period.
The history of the Three Kingdoms is a history that everyone is familiar with.
As soon as Yan Ruyu said that, Han Qing and Pu Yuexi at the scene all thought about it.
The tens of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room also thought about it.
Jiang Chen, however, did not continue to speak. He turned around and dipped his brush in ink.
Li Wenjun quickly and seriously began to sharpen his ink.
Yan Ruyu stopped talking and looked at Jiang Chen quietly with Han Qing, Qin Xuerong and others.
Jiang Chen's brush quickly landed on the white paper.
Several words appeared quickly.
Miss Nujiao!
Three words appear.
Yan Ruyu, Li Wenjun, Wang Fei, and Qin Xuerong's eyes lit up.
They knew that this was an ancient poem card, and they knew that Jiang Chen was going to write ancient poems.
Compared with Jiang Chen's equally top-notch ancient poems, they prefer Jiang Chen's ancient poems.
Because the ancient words are more catchy to read and give people a very refreshing feeling.
Moreover, those ancient poems written by Jiang Chen before, such as "Lang Tao Sha Ling", "Rain Lin Ling", "Poppy Beauty", "Drunken Flower Yin", "Congratulations to the Bridegroom", etc., each one is impossible to forget, because every time Each sentence is written in the bones and soul of every Chinese who learns Chinese.
The beauty of Chinese literature is in the soul of culture and cannot be forgotten.
Zhang Shuwen, who was far away at Sichuan University, murmured in a low voice: "Want to write about Red Cliff?"
The next second, several words continued to appear.
Miss Nujiao, Chibi is nostalgic!
Yan Yiqing, Yan Shouzhong, and Zhang Shuwen immediately stopped talking and all stared at Jiang Chen's brush.
Although they were looking forward to Jiang Chen's masterpiece, they were actually more concerned about Jiang Chen's calligraphy itself.
because!
The calligraphy written by Jiang Chen today has truly surpassed Wang Youjun by a hair. This is truly witnessing history and creating history.
In this day and age, it is no exaggeration to say it is a miracle.
Yan Yiqing's eyes were a little red.
Jiang Chen's brush moved quickly.
The words that seemed to be otherworldly appeared quickly on the paper.
Everyone who watched it felt relaxed and happy, as if they had experienced a supreme enjoyment, as if their souls had been cleansed from the depths.
"The great river goes eastward, and the waves are swept away, and there are romantic figures throughout the ages."
"On the west side of the fortress, the way of humanity is, Chibi, Zhou Lang of the Three Kingdoms."
"Rocks penetrated the sky, violent waves crashed on the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up."
"The country is picturesque, and there are so many heroes at one time."
The words appeared one after another as if they were falling from the sky.
And when everyone looked at these words, they couldn't help but take a breath.
I just felt a majestic feeling rushing towards my face, which I couldn't ignore at all. It was as if I was standing in God's vision, looking down at the world, looking at all living beings, as if I was seeing outstanding figures who had appeared in this land of China for thousands of years.
Zhang Shuwen couldn't help but admired in a low voice: "Okay, well written, very well written!"
Yan Yiqing and Yan Shouzhong also had red faces and were very excited.
Li Wenjun at the scene stiffened up in his ink-grinding movements, looking straight at the focused Jiang Chen and the brush in Jiang Chen's hand.
Yan Ruyu, Han Qing, Qin Xuerong, Wang Fei and others were also extremely silent, just looking at Jiang Chen blankly.
Jiang Chen's brush was stained with ink, and he continued to write without stopping.
Each word is written in one go, as if it were written not one stroke at a time, but one stroke at a time.
"Reminiscent of Gong Jin's time, Xiao Qiao got married for the first time, with a majestic appearance. Feather fans and turbans, and the oars and oars were wiped out in ashes while talking and laughing. My homeland is wandering, and I am so sentimental that I should laugh at me, and I will be born early. Life is like a dream, and one statue is still shining in the moonlight of the river."< br>
Finished writing.
Jiang Chen slowly put down his brush.
There was silence.
The number of viewers in the live broadcast room also reached more than 60 million.
(End of chapter)