Jiang Chen's words!
In an instant, the people around and many viewers in the live broadcast room were stunned.
Then the barrage in the live broadcast room exploded directly. "Here, the most anticipated part is here." "Lao Jiang didn't write a single work this time, which is different from when he went to Hunan last time. I thought it was a big deal." Lao Jiang has no inspiration recently, but he didn't expect it to come suddenly."
"I look forward to Lao Jiang's work, I don't know if it is another masterpiece for the ages."
"If you say that someone wants to write masterpiece for the ages, I will just spit your face, but when it comes to Lao Jiang, then I'm very Looking forward."
"Wuwuwuwu, is Lao Jiang's lottery?"
"Is there a lottery today?"
"Lao Jiang, when will the lottery be drawn?"< br>
"Lao Jiang..."
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The dense barrage of live broadcast room and reward information burst out, and the number of online users also increased by a sudden increase, about to exceed 80 million. People are online.
And on the scene.
Han Qing and Yan Ruyu immediately reacted and immediately took down the things that had just been loaded into the car, and took out all the pens, ink, paper and inkstones that had been loaded.
The two sisters Yang Qingyu and Yang Qinglan were the most excited. This was the picture they were most looking forward to and the picture they wanted to see the most.
Wang Xuenan and Wang Xuecheng and his brother and sister were also very excited.
Zheng Zehao is a little calmer. He has seen it several times in Mudanjiang, Northeast China.
Qin Xuerong, Pu Yuexi, Chen Xiaojia, Li Wen, Wang Jing and others also seemed relatively calm, but their eyes were very excited. They had seen Jiang Chen write too many works of the eternal level.
No matter how delicious you are, you will feel dull if you eat too much.
Hula...
The sisters Yang Qingyu and Yang Qinglan quickly moved a table from the villa and put it outside.
Han Qing and Yan Ruyu quickly spread the pen, ink, paper and ink on the table.
Yan Ruyu stood in the C position again to polish the ink for Jiang Chen.
No one talks to Jiang Chen, and they are afraid that it will disturb Jiang Chen's inspiration, which may affect the birth of a masterpiece for all ages.
Jiang Chen stood in front of the table, looked at the crowded groups of people coming to see him off, then turned to look at Yan Ruyu who was focused on grinding ink, Wang Xuenan, Yang Qingyu and others beside him, and then slowly picked up the front. The brush was gently dipped ink in the inkstone.
The people around them widened their eyes and held their breath, fearing that their breathing would affect Jiang Chen's thinking.
The audience in the live broadcast room also quickly praised 80 million, and it is still rising rapidly.
Li Yumin and his deputy, who were far away in the Demon City, stared at Jiang Chen's live broadcast again in the office. This was their daily job, and their eyes were full of expectations.
The deputy murmured in a low voice: "If Jiang Chen comes to another lottery, it will definitely detonate the entire network!"
Li Yumin shook his head: "It's unlikely!"
The two of them stopped talking, both knew that this was just their hope.
Jiang Chen's works are so precious that they cannot be given out so frequently.
Even if Jiang Chen doesn't care, Jiang Chen must know the value of his work and will subconsciously give away as little as possible.
Seeing Jiang Chen on the live broadcast screen, he was already holding a brush and slowly putting it down.
Li Yumin and his deputy were still staring at him with anticipation.
Yan Ruyu, Han Qing, Qin Xuerong and others at the scene were also staring at Jiang Chen's brush.
Jiang Chen's brush fell down, and then hesitated without any hesitation. The pen was like a dragon and a snake, and fonts that looked like art quickly appeared on the paper.
Huanxisha.
The three words are vividly displayed on the paper.
Everyone around me knew in their hearts that this was an ancient poem!
Huanxisha is an ancient ci card that most people are familiar with, because everyone has recited Huanxisha's ci card works in textbooks.
After Jiang Chen finished writing the three words Huanxisha, the brush did not pause at all and quickly walked past the white paper.
A calligraphy font that can be forgotten at first glance appears on the white paper.
"The orchid buds at the foot of the mountain penetrate the stream, the sandy roads among the pines are clean and mud-free, and the rain is singing in the evening."
"Who says that life is no longer short? The flowing water in front of the door can still be west! Don't sing the yellow chicken with white hair."
Several lines of text quickly appeared in Jiang Chen's writing.
A ancient poem appears completely on paper.
Yan Ruyu stopped grinding ink and murmured in a low voice: "The orchid buds at the foot of the mountain are short invading the stream, the sandy roads among the pines are pure and muddy, and the rain is singing in the evening. Who says that life is no longer short? ? The flowing water in front of the door can still be west! Don’t sing the yellow chicken with white hair! What a good person who says that life is no longer short, the flowing water in front of the door can still be west, it can be well written! "
Qin Xuerong whispered: " OK, the word is better! ”
Yang Qingyu and Yang Qinglan were both stunned. The artistic atmosphere that came to their faces shocked both of them.
If you don't see it with your own eyes, they really don't believe it. This is really a work and calligraphy that modern people can write.
Yang Qingyu whispered, "It's so good!"
Yang Qinglan also nodded.
At this moment, Jiang Chen's image in their hearts became taller.
The dense barrage of the live broadcast room flashed through the words "want".
"Lucky lottery, I want it."
"Lao Jiang, when do I want it... When will I get it?"
"Lao Jiang, I want it!"
"I want..."
"Lao Jiang, I want to..."
...
Most viewers want to get the original works of Jiang Chen, which is an opportunity to change their destiny.
Just!
Jiang Chen didn't say anything, but he was still holding a brush.
Han Qing quickly reacted and reached out to pick up Huanxisha as written on it and gently picked up Huanxisha and put it aside to dry it.
Yan Ruyu also reacted quickly and started grinding ink again, her pretty face turned red with excitement.
Qin Xuerong, Yang Qingyu, Yang Qinglan and others also stared at Jiang Chen with wide eyes and anticipation.
None of them expected that Jiang Chen would write a second song?
The barrage in the live broadcast room also broke out again, and many viewers did not expect that Jiang Chen would write two works in a row this time.
Huanxisha, which I just washed, is no worse than the Huanxisha, who recited the same lyrics in the textbook when we were young.
In other words, Jiang Chen's Huanxisha is already qualified to enter the textbook and has become an examination question.
And now Jiang Chen hasn't stopped.
Far away in Chengdu. On the campus of Sichuan University.
Yan Shouzhong, Yan Yiqing, Zhang Shuwen, Lin Shuang and others gathered in front of the mobile phone live broadcast again, watching Jiang Chen's live broadcast excitedly.
Yan Yiqing said softly: "Jiang Chen's calligraphy has made some progress! Is he going to become an immortal by writing calligraphy? Has he reached this point, there is still room for improvement?"
< br>Zhang Shuwen also nodded: "Yes, I thought the calligraphy work he wrote last time was already at the end of calligraphy, and it reached the limit of calligraphy art. Unexpectedly, he still had a little breakthrough this time, and I don't know where his limit lies. This poem is also written very well."
Lin Shuang smiled and said, "Professor Zhang, you have gained your appetite by Jiang Chen's previous works! He actually said that this poem Huanxisha is just very good. This poem Huanxisha It's enough to go to textbooks. In the past century, no one has been able to write it except Jiang Chen."
Zhang Shuwen, Yan Yiqing and others suddenly turned red when they heard it.
Zhang Shuwen knew that he was so stubborn just now and said the wrong thing, so he dared to just comment on Jiang Chen's works.
This song Huanxisha is also a rare masterpiece.
Absolutely beat everyone in the contemporary literary world.
Zhang Shuwen and others felt that they were not qualified to evaluate Jiang Chen's works.
Watching Jiang Chen did not put down his brush, he still wanted to continue writing.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
Yan Shouzhong smiled and said, "Jiang Chen's inspiration has exploded again. It seems that he has not forgotten these."
Jiang Chen recently appeared on the show, practicing boxing during live broadcasts, and even taking his pulse. I am an old Chinese doctor when I see a doctor, but I just don’t write any works.
Yan Shouzhong, Yan Yiqing and others were worried that Jiang Chen might gradually not be able to write works in the future.
Now, seeing that Jiang Chen is going to write two works in succession, his calligraphy has improved, and he still writes masterpieces like Huanxisha, so many of them feel a little relieved.
I saw Jiang Chen's brush slowly fall on the white paper again.
Several words are vividly revealed on the paper again.
Bu Suanzi.
It's the ancient lyrics card again!
Yan Shouzhong, Yan Yiqing, Zhang Shuwen, and Lin Shuang no longer spoke, but just stared at the live broadcast screen without blinking.
Then I saw that Jiang Chen's hands moved casually, and the brush and his arms seemed to have merged into one, and the brush had become part of Jiang Chen's body.
Line lines of text appear again.
"Spring is not old, the wind is fine, the willows are slanted. Try to look at the Chaoran platform, half a trench of spring water is a city of flowers. The mist and rain are dark."
"After the cold food, I sobered up but consulted Alas. Don’t think about your old friends and country, and try new tea with new fire. Poetry and wine take advantage of your youth."
Watch Jiang Chen’s smooth work, and finish writing this ancient lyrics.
Zhang Shuwen stood up again and couldn't help cheering: "Okay, okay, well, well written, good poetry and wine while you are in your youth! I can't help but want to have a drink right now." Yan Yiqing whispered Shaking my head, as if I was tasting something, I said in admiration: "It really makes me urge to drink a glass. I must drink a glass later! Shijiu takes advantage of her youth, and she doesn't drink a few glasses while she can still drink. I can't drink it anymore!"
Lin Shuang's eyes were reluctant to leave the live broadcast screen, and she smiled and said, "Don't think about my old country with old friends, and try new tea with new fires, and make poetry and wine while she is in the future! Call everyone tonight, How about having a drink together? "
Lin Shuang talked about everyone, who recently resigned from universities across the country and joined Sichuan University.
They came here almost for Jiang Chen. They all had some dreams and pursuits, so they all had common hobbies, and they were able to talk to each other, and often had dinner together.
Now that he saw Jiang Chen’s Bu Suanzi, Lin Shuang wanted to call everyone out for a dinner and have a drink.
Zhang Shuwen immediately agreed: "Okay, call out and have a drink together!"
Yan Yiqing smiled and said, "Old man, I'll go too!"
Some people quickly finalized the evening a dinner.
Lin Shuang whispered: "It would be great if Jiang Chen came to participate."
The few of them were silent for a moment, all with some regrets and expectations.
I regret not being able to have a dinner with Jiang Chen.
But I also look forward to it. When Jiang Chen returns to Rongcheng in the future, they will have many opportunities to meet and contact Jiang Chen, have dinner and drink together, talk about calligraphy and poetry.
The picture is very exciting.
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After Jiang Chen finished writing this poem Bu Suanzi, he slowly put down his brush to indicate that he was finished.
Yan Ruyu next to her couldn't help but recite again: "Spring is not old, the wind is fine, the willows are slanted. Try to look at the Chaoran platform, half a trench of spring water is a city of flowers. Misty rain is dark, thousands of families. After the cold food, wine is wine. But I sigh. Don’t think about my old country with old friends, and try new tea with new fire. Poetry and wine take advantage of my youth."
"Okay, what a poem and wine take advantage of my youth!"
Yan Ruyu feels herself The voice was trembling, and this sentence really came to her heart and was also a portrayal of her character.
So, she came to Jiang Chen boldly and gave up her pride and did so many things for Jiang Chen. It was because she dared to love and hate, and did what she wanted, and didn't want to regret missing it in the future. .
Similarly, Qin Xuerong, Han Qing, Pu Yuexi and Yan Ruyu have similar personalities, so they gathered around Jiang Chen. When the few of them looked at each other, they all had a sense of mutual appreciation.
Yang Qingyu, Yang Qinglan, Wang Xuenan, Wang Xuecheng, Zheng Zehao and others were also excited. "Is this the feeling of witnessing the publication of masterpieces of eternal origin?"
Yang Qingyu's pretty face was flushed with excitement, and she felt as if she had witnessed history and had been written into a history book.
The audience in the live broadcast room were also very excited.
"I almost jumped up when I read it. I wrote so well. This poem is a good thing to take advantage of my youth!"
"I'll go out for a drink now. Who can be with me? I'm in the capital!"
" > "Wuwuwuwu, I want this work, Lao Jiang, can I draw a lottery?"
"Lao Jiang, I want it, I want it, I want it..."
< br>"Lao Jiang…………”
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The many spectators gathered on the surrounding beach also heard real excitement.
Jiang Chen looked at the two works he wrote, reached out to pick up Huanxisha, handed them to Yang Qingyu, and said seriously: "Qingyu, thank you for your hospitality, and have also done so many good things for us. I don’t have any gifts to repay you. I’ll give this piece to you, don’t dislike it!”
Yang Qingyu’s eyes widened, his mind was a little blank, and he was stunned for a moment.
The younger sister Yang Qinglan next to her pushed her sister Yang Qingyu, and Yang Qingyu quickly woke up. She looked at Jiang Chen with big eyes, and her pretty face was full of disbelief: "Give it to me? Jiang Chen, are you sure this Have you given me a work?"
Jiang Chen nodded: "Of course, as long as you like it!"
Yang Qingyu immediately showed an excited smile: "I like it, I like it, of course I like it! Thank you, thank you for your gift, it's great, thank you! "
Yang Qingyu was so excited that he was a little incoherent, but then he saw the remaining pair of Bu Suanzi on the table, and he felt a little envious again.
Because, in comparison, Bu Suanzi seems to be more catchy than this poem Huanxisha, and the last line of poetry and wine is more likeable while he is in his youth.
Jiang Chen picked up the Bu Suanzi, whose ink was not dry yet, handed it to Wang Xuenan with both hands, and said with a smile: "Xuenan, I'll give this work to you. Thank you for your grand reception. We, I have been here for two days very happy."
Wang Xuenan also blinked his big eyes and asked in disbelief: "Did you give it to me? Really?"
Although, when Jiang Chen started writing his works just now, Yang Qingyu, Yang Qinglan, and Wang Xuenan, Wang Xuecheng and others have already guessed based on Jiang Chen’s past style of conduct.
But...
When Jiang Chen really delivered two works to them respectively.
The two of them were still surprised and couldn't believe it!
This is the original work of Jiang Chen...
How many top collectors in the country want to have one in their dreams. (This chapter ends)