Chapter 450 448. The level of a great writer throughout the ages! Bashu talented man misses Nujiao!
The whole place has been quiet!
Everyone held their breath…
His eyes were fixed on Wang Cheng's hand and the brush in his hand.
Wang Cheng's brush moved quickly after it landed on the white paper. It was still the same pleasing strokes and the pleasing fonts appeared.
When I saw the word sign...
Everyone was stunned, and also showed a wry smile.
Almost everyone has thought of it.
On the white paper are three big characters—One Cut Plum Blossom!
I will write whatever you write, so that you will be convinced that you have lost and there will be no excuses.
Wen Hanyue looked at Wang Cheng's calligraphy, with surprise and envy flashing in her eyes. But when she saw the words "One Cut Plum Blossom", she couldn't help but feel a hint of bitterness in her heart, and then she felt calm.
Because she had the same mentality as Yu Hong, she had never thought of coming over to challenge Wang Cheng. She just wanted to come over to meet Wang Cheng and have a head-to-head communication with him.
However, seeing Wang Cheng treating her as an enemy and writing the same words to target her made her feel a little bitter. She didn't want to stand on the opposite side of Wang Cheng.
However, Wen Hanyue was also a little happy. Being so valued by Wang Cheng showed that her talent was recognized by Wang Cheng.
otherwise…
Wang Cheng may not attach so much importance to writing the same word card to target it.
but…
A doubt flashed in Wen Hanyue's heart, and it was also the doubt in the hearts of almost everyone in the literary world present.
Wang Cheng writes the same Ci Pai works every time, and they have never colluded with Wang Cheng to discuss...
So, Wang Cheng is really improvising every time...?
Getting this answer made everyone take a breath of cold air.
The ability to improvise and write the song "Magpie Bridge Immortal" just now makes many people who know literary creation not know how to describe it.
Now, Wang Cheng once again created a temporary song called Yi Jian Mei.
Jiang Qin in the audience felt a little nervous and said in a low voice: "It is indeed a plum blossom. Wang Cheng is so young and energetic."
Peng Jie whispered: "He treats everyone equally, whether it's Wang Jianbin, Yu Hong, or Han Yue, and he writes a work of the same name in response."
Wang Jianbin’s frontier fortress poem of the same name, Yu Hong’s Tongci pai Qixi poem Queqiao Immortal, and now Wen Hanyue’s Tongci pai Wanyue poem Yi Jian Mei.
Let everyone see how powerful and unfathomable Wang Cheng is.
Whether it is an ancient poem or an ancient poem, whether it is a quatrain or any word pattern, Wang Cheng can pick it up at his fingertips.
However, everyone’s thoughts quickly stopped.
Because Wang Cheng quickly wrote down stunning calligraphy fonts one after another, the content of the poem Yi Jian Mei has also been initially revealed.
Everyone is looking at the words attentively!
Wen Hanyue stood beside Wang Cheng, polishing ink, and read it softly.
“The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade mat in autumn. I undress my clothes lightly and get on the orchid boat alone.”
Just after reading the first two sentences, Wen Hanyue took a sharp breath. The image of these first two sentences rushed to her face instantly, which was more than one level better than the one she just wrote.
Moreover, she could also tell at a glance that this was a graceful poem written with a female vision. It was more graceful than the graceful poem she just said, and more feminine than her!
Wang Hongyi, Chen Yuqi, Liang Xiaoliang, Yu Hong, Han Xiao, Wen Yixiao, Zhu Ziqi, An Keru and other women in the audience read these two sentences, and their eyes shone with light, as if it was written into their hearts. This artistic conception, this feeling, is what they want.
Wang Cheng’s brush moved quickly.
Wen Hanyue couldn't wait to read it out.
"Who in the clouds sent me a brocade book? When the wild goose returns, the full moon will appear on the west tower!"
His!
Wen Hanyue took another deep breath before calming down.
However, she still couldn't help but read it from the beginning again.
"The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade mat in autumn. I undressed my clothes lightly and boarded the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent me a brocade book? When the wild goose came back, the moon was full on the west tower!"
His!
The sound of breathing sounded again and again, making the surrounding temperature seem to drop a little.
Wen Hanyue wanted to say what she just said again: "If she had written this, she would have died where she was!"
pity…
It was not written by her.
Chen Yuqi, Wang Hongyi, Yu Hong and others also had extremely excited emotions flashing in their eyes. Looking at Wang Cheng, tears seemed to be shining, and they were tears of excitement.
Wang Jianbin, Tang Yuanpeng, Yu Renhua, Jiang Qin and others were also shocked.
There are only a handful of graceful words that are endlessly memorable when read like this in their memory, and each of them is an eternal masterpiece and will be ranked among the top ten Song poetry works by major literary self-media.
“Is it true that his inspiration will never run out?”
This is the doubt in the minds of Zhang Guobin, Zhang Yiheng, Peng Jie and others.
One song "Out of the Barrier", one song "Magpie Bridge Immortal", plus the "One Piece of Plum Blossom" that shocked everyone after finishing it, shows Wang Cheng's state today, which seems to be even better than the day before yesterday on CCTV!
The first stroke of pen is a masterpiece that will last forever!
How will they survive?
Wang Cheng himself didn’t pay attention to the stares and silence around him, and just finished writing the piece quickly.
Wen Hanyue's eyes followed Wang Cheng's writing brush and read out the words.
"The flowers are floating and the water is flowing. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I lower my brows, but it is in my heart!"
Finished reading…
Wen Hanyue couldn't help but shed tears in the corners of her eyes.
Such delicate and euphemistic words really directly hit the most sensitive and fragile part of her heart. She couldn't help but feel involved in it, as if she had personally experienced the unforgettable pain of lovesickness.
The scene was also silent.
Wang Jianbin next to him was full of admiration. After listening to Wen Hanyue read it, he felt endless aftertaste, but felt that it was not enough, so he read it again himself.
"The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade mat in autumn. I undressed my clothes lightly and boarded the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent me a brocade book? When the wild goose came back, the moon was full on the west tower."
“The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I lower my brows, but it’s in my heart.”
After reading it himself, Wang Jianbin felt a little more relaxed and vented a little bit of the excitement in his heart, but his eyes were still full of excitement.
With Wang Jianbin's knowledge and insight, he can be sure that this Yijianmei song is definitely the one that he has forgotten among all the Yijianmei works of Tongcipai in history. It is obviously a level higher than all other Yijianmei works, including those in textbooks. Those two songs, One Cut Plum, are obviously not as good as Wang Cheng’s one.
no doubt!
Wang Cheng's "Yijian Mei" is another masterpiece that has been handed down from generation to generation, and it exists at the level of an eternal masterpiece.
This talent…
Wang Jianbin doesn’t even know how to describe it.
In modern society, everyone receives modern education. Understanding many ancient literary genres is just a hobby. Being able to thoroughly study one or two qipai is considered rare, and being able to write with one or two qipai proficiently is considered outstanding.
Wang Cheng, on the other hand, has never written a repetitive word since he started writing ancient poems on CCTV.
Ding turmoil, the river is red, the sapphire case, and today's Magpie Bridge Immortal, a plum blossom!
With so many word cards, all the literary people present, let alone writing, many literary masters may not be able to clearly explain the format of these word cards.
Those who have studied ancient Ci such as Wen Hanyue, Wang Hongyi, Yu Hong, Luo Xueyi, etc., and can confidently write works according to the format, only have one or two Ci cards!
Wang Cheng, who can write so many Ci poems, and each of them is comparable to the masterpieces of the ages, has really never appeared in the past hundreds of years. Only one or two ancient Ci poems were at their peak during the Song Dynasty. Great writers can achieve this level, but the two great writers who can represent the pinnacle of Song poetry are far behind Wang Cheng in calligraphy!
Wang Cheng's image has once again risen in Wang Jianbin's heart, shining with the brilliance of traveling through history.
The whole place was quiet for a few seconds!
Wang Jianbin was the first to applaud, waking everyone up. While applauding, he also praised loudly: "Good, good, good! What a Yijianmei, what a Magpie Bridge Immortal. Mr. Wang Cheng's attainments in the field of ancient poetry , absolutely unparalleled in contemporary times!”
Everyone in the audience was also awakened.
Everyone applauded vigorously.
Even Yu Hong, Wang Hongyi, Zhang Guobin, Peng Jie, Jiang Qin and others stood up and applauded vigorously.
Then, everyone else stood up, looked at Wang Cheng excitedly, and clapped their hands vigorously to vent their excitement.
Zhou Zhihong, Liu Haofeng and other members of the Ganxi Satellite TV program team backstage also clapped excitedly. They were not only excited because of Wang Cheng's work, but also because of the expected ratings.
Spurred by such a good work, the ratings will definitely exceed their expectations.
Next to him, Zhang Huizhong, Li Cheng, Li Guang, Wu Tong and others were also applauding, but everyone's expressions were a little serious, and they seemed not very satisfied with what happened.
They are all worried, worried that Wang Cheng's amazing performance will raise the ratings of Ganxi TV to a point they cannot understand. If the ratings really reach the mythical number of eight points...
Then how can they compete with Wang Cheng in the future?
Once the ratings reach above eight, it is almost impossible to get ahead.
Because, if it goes further, it will threaten the ratings of the Spring Festival Gala.
But how did the Spring Festival Gala’s ratings come about?
That is because the policy forced all TV stations to broadcast the Spring Festival Gala together, and the ratings of more than 10 points were accumulated.
If a local station can achieve a ratings of 10 points, how many people across the country will be watching?
These are theoretically impossible figures.
so!
They don’t want Wang Cheng to perform too well here. If the ratings are too high, then they will have no breakthrough goal in the future, and there will be no chance to create history.
However, they knew that they had no way to control Wang Cheng, so they could only pray in their hearts.
Many other people were applauding and looking at Wang Cheng and Wen Hanyue, praying that something would happen?
Wen Hanyue also looked expectantly at the plum blossoms on the table where the ink had not yet dried. She glanced at Wang Cheng from time to time, and kept shouting in her heart - give it to me, I will keep it forever, I am your crazy fan...
Everyone is watching to see whether Wang Cheng will give this song "One Cut Plum" to Wen Hanyue, just like he just gave the song "Magpie Bridge Immortal" to Yu Hong.
If Wang Cheng really gave this piece of plum blossom to Wen Hanyue, it means that if they challenge Wang Cheng, they will have a chance to get Wang Cheng's work. The better the work, the greater the chance.
pity…
Under everyone's gaze, Wang Cheng ignored the thunderous applause and put away the work he had just finished. His movements were simple and quick, without the slightest pity, and he didn't care whether it would be damaged due to unsatisfactory ink marks. Blemishes and damage may occur due to drying.
Everyone watching felt heartbroken, and Wen Hanyue was extremely disappointed.
I saw Wang Cheng put away the original work of Yi Jian Mei and put it aside without any intention of giving it away.
Wen Hanyue’s eyes were full of disappointment, but she still insisted on applauding.
After the applause ended, Wen Hanyue glanced at Wang Cheng eagerly again. Seeing that Wang Cheng didn't even look at her, she knew there was no chance. Then she reluctantly smiled at Wang Cheng, saluted, and then saluted everyone, and said: "Mr. Wang Cheng's one-pruned plum song eclipses all the prunus-plum blossoms. Today I am completely convinced."
After saying that, Wen Hanyue bowed slightly to Wang Cheng again, and did not turn around and leave immediately. Instead, she still looked at Wang Cheng with a hint of hope. There was still a trace of fantasy in her heart. Maybe Wang Cheng would take it for the sake of her sincerity. , give her the authentic work of a plum blossom?
Wang Cheng still didn't look like he wanted to give it away. He just nodded lightly to Wen Hanyue without saying a word, indicating that he acknowledged Wen Hanyue's words.
Wen Hanyue smiled bitterly, knowing that she had thought too much and would become a joke if she didn't leave, so she took the poem she had written and walked away.
Although she knew that there was a huge gap between the Yijianmei poem she wrote and Wang Cheng's, it was something she had accumulated through hard research. Wang Cheng did not send her the work, and she would not shamelessly force her to write it. Giving the work to Wang Cheng was tantamount to forcing Wang Cheng. Wen Hanyue didn't want Wang Cheng to feel uncomfortable, nor did she want her image to be damaged in Wang Cheng's memory, so she left simply.
Many people in the literary world in the audience felt a flash of disappointment when they saw that Wen Hanyue did not get Wang Cheng's work. They were not just disappointed for Wen Hanyue, but also disappointed for themselves.
If Wen Hanyue also gets Wang Cheng's works, then many of them will take out what they have at the bottom of the box and go on stage to meet Wang Cheng's friends. Now…
They hesitated.
However, there are still many people who are ready to take action.
After all, Yu Hong really got Wang Cheng’s work in front of all of them.
Wen Hanyue walked to her seat and sat down. Peng Jie saw Wen Hanyue's emotions and comforted him in a low voice: "It's okay. It's not embarrassing to lose to Wang Cheng. This song Yi Jian Mei is really comparable to the masterpieces passed down through the ages. As for Wang Cheng Don't even care about his attitude. He is just so cold. It's not directed at you. He treats everyone the same. Yu Hong just now might be just an accident. Wang Cheng might just be in a better mood just now. "
Jiang Qin also said: "Hanyue, your song "One Cut Plum" is enough to be passed down. I think that maybe because of your duel with Wang Cheng, it will become a good story, and your song "One Cut Plum" will be passed down at the same time as Wang Cheng's "One Cut Plum". , this is a great thing for you!”
Jiang Qin spoke from the perspective of a scholar.
It can increase one's fame and increase one's mark in history, which is the lifelong pursuit of many literati.
Therefore, Jiang Qin and Peng Jie both believed that Wen Hanyue, Yu Hong, Wang Jianbin and others wanted to compete with Wang Cheng in writing, but Wang Cheng wrote eternal masterpieces, and they would continue to follow Wang Cheng's eternal masterpieces. mentioned by later generations.
In today’s parlance, they will continue to get Wang Cheng’s traffic.
Wen Hanyue smiled softly and shook her head at the two people's comfort, saying that she was fine, and said again: "If I had written this Yi Jian Mei, I would really like to die on the spot right now!"
Jiang Qin smiled and said, "I am willing too!"
Wang Hongyi, Chen Yuqi and others at the table next to them were still full of surprises.
If they were amazed by the Magpie Bridge Immortal just now and thought Wang Cheng's writing was very touching, then Wang Cheng simply wrote this poem "Yijian Mei" deep in their hearts. This was something they wanted to write in their dreams but never did. The works that come out.
“It’s really good, it’s so well written.”
Wang Hongyi was still murmuring in admiration.
Yu Hong looked at the original work of Magpie Bridge Immortal by Wang Cheng that he had just obtained. Although he was very satisfied, he was more eager for the original work of One-Pruned Plum Blossom.
That is simply a perfect feminine euphemism written with their female vision.
“One cut of plum blossoms!”
Yu Hong made up his mind to study the word card "Yijianmei" after returning home.
Others saw Wen Hanyue coming down and they all felt regretful and regretful that they really didn't get Wang Cheng's works.
“It’s a pity that Wen Hanyue didn’t get Wang Cheng’s work. This Yi Jian Mei, which is a masterpiece handed down through the ages, has been locked up by Wang Cheng again. It is estimated that it will be difficult to take it out in the future.”
"No, if Wen Hanyue gets it, there will always be a chance to get it sooner or later, but if Wang Cheng keeps it in his hands, he won't be able to get out."
“Wang Cheng is so young, he doesn’t know why he cherishes his works so much!”
“What do you think of Professor Yu Hong’s poem Magpie Bridge Immortal?”
“It’s no use. I asked Principal Zhang from Double Star to ask for help. The offer was 500 million, but he was rejected.”
“I feel like it’s probably useless to use money.”
“But besides money, what else can we use in exchange?”
“Yes, we can’t write such works, nor can we exchange national treasure-level calligraphy and painting works!”
“Magpie Bridge Immortal, one cut of plum blossoms, plus the previous quatrains out of the fortress, Wang Cheng may be extraordinary again today.”
“Who will appear next?”
“I don’t know. The Beijing Circle, Jiangsu and Zhejiang Circles, and Southern Circles are all prepared. Someone should come out!”
“If anyone can get Wang Cheng’s approval and get a piece of Wang Cheng’s work, I will accept whatever the price is!”
“Don’t think about it, no one will sell Wang Cheng’s works.”
…
There was a lot of discussion at the scene.
Many people are eager to obtain the authentic works of these two works by Wang Cheng.
It's a pity that Yijianmei was kept by Wang Cheng. They knew that as long as Wang Cheng kept them, it would be impossible to come out again.
And it is difficult for them to buy the Magpie Bridge Immortal in Yu Hong’s hands!
because…
Yu Hong is a woman, with a 99% probability, and she is also one of Wang Cheng’s crazy fans and suitors.
so!
They all want more people to get works from Wang Cheng, so that there are enough Wang Cheng's works out there, and they will have more opportunities to get them, and the prices will not be too outrageous.
Otherwise, like now, there will be no circulating works on the market, and the price will naturally soar to sky-high prices.
This is the true meaning of all commodities - things are more valuable when they are rare.
On the stage, Wang Cheng casually collected a bunch of plum blossoms and put them aside. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. He looked at the dense crowd of heads below again. Behind his hands, he said in a still cold tone: "Who else is here to give me advice? "
The discussion at the scene quickly quieted down.
People in the entertainment industry and many celebrities in the business circle looked at the literary people over there, wanting to see who would come forward!
Literati from many literary circles looked at each other and remained quiet for more than ten seconds.
A figure stood up, slightly arched his hands towards Wang Cheng and said: "I don't dare to take advice. I just want to communicate with Mr. Wang Cheng in person. This will bring pressure and inspiration to me."
With that said, the figure walked onto the stage.
Everyone's eyes were fixed, and they were also a little surprised.
Tang Yuanpeng, Yu Renhua, Jiang Qin, Wen Hanyue, Yu Hong, Wang Hongyi and others all looked at the people who stood up in surprise.
because…
This was not what any of them expected.
Just now, Tang Yuanpeng, Yu Renhua, and Jiang Qin were ready to move. In just one or two seconds, they might stand up.
As a result, another person took the lead.
Not from the Beijing circle, nor from the Jiangsu-Zhejiang circle, nor from the Southern circle.
But from the Bashu literary circle, which has always been relatively low-key.
Although he also graduated from Shuimu, he taught at Sichuan University for ten years. At that time, he was also a popular figure among Shuimu and Beijing University, and was one of the backbones of the Ancient Poetry Club. He wrote a good poem and a good poem. Poetry.
“Yang Yi!”
Jiang Qin, Tang Yuanpeng, Yu Renhua and other peers all looked at the figure walking towards the stage with complicated eyes.
Zhang Guobin smiled bitterly in a low voice: "Yang Yi couldn't help but stand up."
Wang Hongyi's eyes flickered and she said softly: "Senior Brother Yang will definitely not be lonely in such an occasion. I am looking forward to Senior Brother Yang's works."
Yang Yi came to the stage and slightly cupped his hands towards Wang Cheng: "Young Master Wang, I have been admiring you for a long time!" Then he said respectfully to Wang Jianbin: "Professor Wang, you are well here!"
At that time, Yang Yi was Wang Jianbin’s student.
Wang Jianbin smiled and nodded.
Wang Cheng also nodded lightly and said nothing. He just stretched out his hand towards the desk to indicate that he could write.
No nonsense…
No pleasantries!
Just write when you come up.
Yang Yi also smiled indifferently, and slightly raised his hand to Wang Cheng again: "You're showing off your embarrassment!"
After saying that, Yang Yi turned around again and bowed slightly to everyone, especially nodding and smiling in the direction of Sichuan University and Mizuki, and then picked up the brush and started writing.
The handwriting appears...
Many people present who knew and were familiar with Yang Yi stared at him for a moment, with expressions of shock.
because…
Yang Yi's writing is clearly also a running calligraphy font, and he has also reached the realm of a master.
Although, like Yu Hong, the master's calligraphy is a little immature, the calligraphy realm that belongs exclusively to the master's realm cannot be concealed, and everyone present who knows calligraphy can see it at a glance.
“Another new calligraphy master!”
Zhang Guobin is under great pressure. He is also lingering on the threshold of a calligraphy master. He thought that when he broke through, he would cause some sensation.
Unexpectedly, Yu Hong, who is in his late twenties, has already made a breakthrough.
Now, Yang Yi, who is less than forty years old, has also made a breakthrough.
Zhang Guobin felt speechless.
Wang Jianbin also came forward to sharpen Yang Yi's ink. Looking at Yang Yi's master-level calligraphy, his face was full of a smile of relief.
Yu Hong was born in Beijing University.
He Shuimu also has Yang Yi, who is not much different.
Then!
Everyone who looked at what Yang Yi wrote had strange eyes again.
because…
Yang Yi still writes Cipai.
today…
Is this really a special performance on Song poetry?
The background of the early Tang Dynasty, are all Song lyrics written?
Jiang Qin whispered: "Niannujiao, there are very few people who write this word!"
Wen Hanyue nodded: "Well, there are many characters in this word brand and it is difficult to grasp. From ancient times to the present, there are not many Nian Nujiao works that have been handed down. There is not even one that can be regarded as an eternal masterpiece! I have studied it before and it is difficult to write, so I haven’t tried it. I didn’t expect that Senior Brother Yang Yi would take the lead when he came today.”
A master of calligraphy.
And the very difficult Niannujiaoci card.
What really happened was that he suppressed both Yu Hong and Wen Hanyue just now in an instant.
certainly.
Still unable to threaten Wang Cheng.
but!
Peng Jie whispered: "This poem is very difficult. What if Wang Cheng doesn't know it?"
Jiang Qin and Wen Hanyue were both shocked.
Teachers and students from several prestigious schools around him were all shocked when they heard this.
What if Wang Cheng really doesn’t know how to do it?
(End of this chapter)