Chapter 451 449. Possibility of becoming the greatest writer of all time? The terrifying literary man who has never appeared before!
Niannujiao Cipai has more words, so naturally it requires more words!
Just like couplets, the more words there are, the more difficult it will be to make neat lines.
Wang Hongyi, Luo Xueyi, Xiao Daolin and others before, as well as Yu Hong, Wen Hanyue and others today, have never written Niannujiao Cipai.
There is no other reason!
Just because it is difficult, it is impossible for them to do nothing and focus on studying Cipai every day.
So, they simply stopped writing Niannujiao Cipai.
did not expect.
Today, Yang Yi, a professor from Sichuan University, actually wrote the word Niannujiao as soon as he picked up his pen.
This made everyone present who knew Guci Pai slightly shocked, and Peng Jie's words quickly spread to the ears of all college teachers and students. Pairs of eyes looked at Yang Yi and Wang Cheng with incomprehensible expressions!
What if Wang Cheng really can’t write Niannujiao Cipai?
Although…
Wang Cheng's level of writing other Cipai should not be bad, but this will stop Wang Cheng's tit-for-tat retaliation today.
Even though Yang Yi still lost to Wang Cheng's other Ci cards in the end, he still had some merit and was enough to be called the first person to fight against Wang Cheng.
but!
Peng Jie, Jiang Qin, Wen Hanyue, Zhang Guobin, Chen Yuqi, Yu Hong and others all observed Wang Cheng's expression carefully. They saw that Wang Cheng was still looking at Yang Yi's writing very calmly, and he seemed to be leisurely picking up the tea cup again. After taking a sip of tea, everyone felt a little disappointed. It seemed that Wang Cheng was not stressed!
Yu Hong said in a low voice: "Wang Cheng's attainments in ancient poetry are the first in recent hundreds of years, comparable to the two great literary giants in the Song Dynasty. How could he not study Nian Nujiao!"
Zhang Guobin, Chen Yuqi, and Wang Hongyi nodded in agreement after hearing this!
Zhang Guobin nodded and said: "Yes, we cannot look at Wang Cheng with our modern people's thinking and characteristics. We must look at Wang Cheng as a great literary figure through the ages."
Looking at Wang Cheng from the position of a great literary giant through the ages...
Zhang Guobin’s words shocked everyone around him!
Because, Zhang Guobin's words are tantamount to admitting that Wang Cheng is a living and eternal great writer.
If this word spreads, it will definitely cause a shock in today's literary world.
A great literary giant throughout the ages?
It has not appeared since the Song Dynasty.
In other words, in the past thousand years, there has been no existence of the level of great writers.
According to the laws of literary and social development.
The more modern the country is, the lower the probability of a literary giant of this level appearing.
As of now, it is almost impossible.
But…
Now, Wang Cheng suddenly appeared.
At only nineteen years old, his literary and calligraphy achievements are already comparable to those of great literary giants throughout the ages.
So, although they were frightened by Zhang Guobin's words, they had no way to refute it practically!
What to refute?
Age?
Qualifications?
Where are you from?
Once such a rebuttal is spread, it will definitely be criticized to autistic people.
In terms of strength and published works, Wang Cheng is really no worse than the few great writers in the Tang and Song dynasties, and his calligraphy level is even higher than that of many great writers throughout the ages.
The only thing missing from Wang Cheng is the number of works.
Although each of Wang Cheng's works is comparable to the masterpieces passed down through the ages, and is no less than the masterpieces handed down by the great writers through the ages, the overall number of works is several orders of magnitude smaller.
Those great literary figures throughout the ages have written many works that have been handed down throughout their lives. There are dozens, even hundreds, or even hundreds of poems!
certainly…
Wang Cheng is only nineteen years old. Judging from the current speed of publishing works, the number will not be small in the future.
Therefore, given time, Wang Cheng has a great probability of surpassing several great literary giants of the Tang and Song Dynasties in all aspects.
Calligraphy, quality of works, quantity of works, etc.!
Comprehensive transcendence…
Then let’s put it this way!
Wang Cheng has the opportunity to become the greatest writer of all time.
His!
The few people who thought about this possibility couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Of course, they had already gasped several times today, so they did not attract the attention of others.
It’s just that Zhang Guobin, Zhang Yiheng, Peng Jie, Yu Hong, Jiang Qin, Tang Yuanpeng, Yu Renhua, Wang Hongyi, and others who thought of this all had their eyes widened.
The greatest literary figure of all time?
If such an achievement can be achieved, the achievement will really be comparable to that of the pre-Qin sages!
Because, a few years ago, no literati could achieve such an achievement.
It’s still the same reason—there has never been a first author since ancient times!
There are only a few great literary figures in the Tang and Song dynasties. Each of them has many supporters. Since ancient times, there have been many debates about who is better. However, the debate has lasted for more than a thousand years and there is no conclusion until now.
If Wang Cheng could conquer all contemporary and future literary circles without any doubt, he would become the greatest literary giant of all time.
Such an achievement is of course unprecedented and unprecedented.
It is not an exaggeration to say that he is comparable to the saints of the pre-Qin Dynasty!
In a moment…
Zhang Guobin, Zhang Yiheng, Peng Jie, Jiang Qin and others all glanced at the authentic painting of Magpie Bridge Immortal by Wang Cheng in Yu Hong's hand, and Yu Hong himself also glanced at the authentic painting by Wang Cheng in his hand.
What if Wang Cheng really becomes the greatest writer of all time!
The value of every authentic work by Wang Cheng, especially the masterpieces that can be called masterpieces, is absolutely unimaginable.
At that time, Wang Youjun's calligraphy copybook was the best in the world. It was of astonishing value in all dynasties and was a calligraphy treasure that every emperor wanted to own.
Wang Cheng's achievements in calligraphy are still higher than Wang Youjun's. If coupled with the blessing of the greatest writer in history, after Wang Cheng's death, the value of his original calligraphy may be as high as Wang Youjun's calligraphy in calligraphy.
Wang Hongyi and Han Lei thought of the authentic couplets given to them by Wang Cheng, and a smile overflowed from the corners of their mouths. No matter what, they were considered to be the ones who owned Wang Cheng's authentic couplets.
Moreover, they are two absolutes that trouble hundreds of millions of people today, and they are also very representative.
…
Pairs of eyes looked at the stage again, thinking again in their hearts, how can we obtain an authentic painting of Wang Cheng?
Then…
Yu Hong, Wen Hanyue, Jiang Qin and others then looked carefully at Nian Nujiao written by Yang Yi.
Yang Yi's master-level calligraphy is also a little immature. He should have made a breakthrough at about the same time as Yu Hong, but their styles are different.
However, everyone who knows calligraphy can still see the obvious Wang Cheng style in Yang Yi's calligraphy!
so!
No need to guess, they all know. Yang Yi was probably inspired by Wang Cheng's calligraphy, and he suddenly achieved a breakthrough in master-level calligraphy.
“This time when I go back, I will go into seclusion and copy Wang Cheng’s calligraphy!”
Zhang Guobin made up his mind.
His calligraphy level is not far away from the master level. He feels that if Yu Hong and Yang Yi can make breakthroughs under the inspiration of Wang Cheng's calligraphy, then he can too!
Yu Hong said softly: "Senior Brother Yang still has research on the Three Kingdoms!"
After hearing this, several people looked at Yang Yi’s writing of Nian Nujiao and nodded lightly.
Wang Hongyi said softly: "Senior Brother Yang's doctoral thesis was about the history of the Three Kingdoms, and it had a lot of repercussions in the industry. He is a professor at Sichuan University, and the main content he teaches is also related to the Three Kingdoms! He is regarded as the best person in China to study the history of the Three Kingdoms. One of the senior professors.”
“It’s just that I didn’t expect that the Niannujiao Ci Pai written by Senior Brother Yang today is still related to the Three Kingdoms.”
“Zhou Yu is indeed an outstanding figure in the history of the Three Kingdoms!”
“The format of this poem is extremely neat, the calligraphy is excellent, and the content is very talented. It is no worse than the several Niannujiao poems that have been handed down to this day.”
Wang Hongyi's evaluation of Yang Yi's "Niannujiao" cannot be said to be low.
Zhang Guobin, Zhang Yiheng, Peng Jie and other principals all nodded in agreement.
Yang Yi on the stage finished writing, with a trace of satisfaction on his face.
He knew that his calligraphy performance today was extraordinary. He had just achieved master level calligraphy yesterday. He didn't want to go on stage today. He wanted to go back and practice his calligraphy again.
However, when he saw Yu Hong showing off his masterful calligraphy, he couldn't help but come up and write a song called Nian Nujiao that he had been thinking about for a long time.
After writing, Yang Yi slightly raised his hand to Wang Cheng: "Young Master Wang, you are showing off your embarrassment!"
Wang Cheng nodded lightly and said nothing.
Wang Jianbin read Yang Yi's works aloud, which was a kind of affirmation for Yang Yi, who graduated from Shuimu. His face was full of pride. After all, he was his favorite disciple: "Zhou Lang is young and has a majestic appearance. Luo, an outstanding person from the east of the Yangtze River. Eight hundred thousand soldiers flew a torch, and the wind swept the yellow leaves in front of the beach. The clouds collapsed in the tower, the flags were swept away, and the Jishe River bleeds. In March in Xianyang, the fire is unstoppable. "
"Thinking of his noble bamboos and mourning, looking back at the song, talking about the war in the barracks. Gong Jin Bo Fu Tian is tall and handsome, the monarchs and ministers of the Middle Way say goodbye. The relationship between Wu and Shu is sparse, the war is boiling, the old charm has become a treacherous one. I still regret it, Qin Huai night Ye Youyan."
Wang Jianbin recited the poem in a cadence, which was a pleasure to listen to. After reciting it, he exclaimed: "Good, good, good! What a great song to recite Nujiao. The Battle of Chibi shocked the ancient and modern times. It's a pity that Zhou Gongjin of the Eastern Wu Dynasty."
There was also warm applause at the scene.
Many people from Shuimu and Beijing circles have given Wang Jianbin face, and people from Bashu have even given Yang Yi a thumbs up.
Although Yang Yi graduated from Shuimu, he was born in Bashu. He is still teaching at Sichuan University and is a member of the Bashu Writers Association and the Calligraphy Association. He is also a core figure in the Bashu cultural circle.
Many other people in the entertainment industry naturally applauded. They didn't dare to offend anyone. No matter whose work it was, they just applauded vigorously.
It’s just that Zhang Hanwen, Han Xiao, Wen Yixiao, An Keru, Zhu Ziqi and others just clapped their hands and drank tea gently.
Han Xiao said softly: "Yang Yi was born in Shuimu. He is now a core figure in the Bashu cultural circle, and he has many supporters behind him."
However, Han Xiao was not too worried about Wang Cheng.
Wen Yixiao and others also looked relaxed and looked at Wang Cheng expectantly.
They all have blind trust in Wang Cheng.
The applause stops…
Yang Yi thanked everyone at the scene: "Thank you, thank you everyone, you have shown your embarrassment, you have shown your embarrassment..."
Then, Yang Yi looked at Wang Cheng and said again: "Master Wang, what do you think of this poem?"
Yang Yi looked at Wang Cheng expectantly, wanting to get Wang Cheng's approval. At the same time, he was also imagining in his heart, whether he could get an authentic painting of Wang Cheng?
Whether Wang Cheng wrote Nian Nujiao or not, he didn't care. He just wanted to get an authentic painting by Wang Cheng.
Wang Jianbin looked at Wang Cheng with a smile.
Everyone looked at Wang Cheng...
I saw that Wang Cheng still had that calm expression that never seemed to fluctuate. He slowly put down the tea cup he had just finished drinking, came to the desk, looked at the poem "Niannujiao" written by Yang Yi, and then looked at it again. Yang Yi's age is probably around forty, so he is quite certain in his heart.
Being able to break through calligraphy to the master level at around the age of forty is absolutely extremely rare in the field of today's calligraphy. He should be the second youngest master calligrapher after Yu Hong.
Of course, Wang Cheng did not count himself...
And this Nian Nujiao is indeed a good work, especially in the contemporary environment, such a work can be regarded as an excellent work.
Wang Cheng nodded slightly, but did not speak. Then under the gaze of Yang Yi, Wang Jianbin, and everyone else, he started writing without any accident.
Yang Yi has also been mentally prepared for a long time. This is Wang Cheng's style.
So, he quickly put away the works he had written, gave up his position to Wang Cheng, and then polished the ink for Wang Cheng himself.
Wang Jianbin wanted to polish the ink for Wang Cheng, but Yang Yi beat him to it again.
Furthermore, Yu Hong and Wen Hanyue have already polished ink for Wang Cheng, so Yang Yi will continue to polish ink for Wang Cheng, which can be regarded as today's practice.
Then, Wang Cheng picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and started writing without thinking at all!
It’s still running calligraphy!
It’s just that Yang Yi was fascinated and dazzled by the calligraphy fonts!
He really loves calligraphy, otherwise he would not have raised his calligraphy to the level of a master when he was around 40 years old. This shows that he had really worked hard before, so he was even more yearning for Wang Cheng's calligraphy.
This is the real realm of running script that is no worse than Wang Youjun's calligraphy.
His calligraphy, which had just reached the master level, looked as immature as a beginner in front of Wang Cheng's cursive calligraphy.
but…
When Wang Cheng quickly wrote three words.
Everyone at the scene was shocked again, and then quickly and calmly accepted it.
Yang Yi himself couldn't help but smile bitterly, knowing that he had not escaped the same fate as Professor Wang Jianbin, Yu Hong, and Wen Hanyue just now.
Wang Cheng responded with the same word card!
Although Nian Nujiao is quite difficult, in the eyes of a super genius like Wang Cheng, it is obviously not difficult.
On the white paper, Wang Cheng quickly wrote down the name of the brand in three words—Niannujiao!
Still maintaining the same style as today, Tongcipai’s response!
Leave your opponent with nothing to say.
Yu Hong, Wen Hanyue, Chen Yuqi, Jiang Qin, Tang Yuanpeng, Yu Renhua and others in the audience took a deep breath and looked forward to Wang Cheng's Nian Nujiao.
Jiang Qin said in a low voice: "Treat others in their own way. In some martial arts novels I read when I was a child, there was such a method, which means that the person is extremely powerful in martial arts, knows the world's martial arts, and can use whatever his opponent can do. Practice martial arts to defeat or even kill your opponent, so that your opponent will never rest in peace."
"I never thought that such a thing would happen in reality, and it would happen in the literary world!"
“This is really a very scary and incredible thing!”
All the literary people around him nodded in agreement after hearing this, with a very scary look on their faces.
In the entire history of Western Chinese literature, there has never been such a terrifying literati.
(End of this chapter)