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The blackboard used by Wang Qian was placed on the steps in front of the first row of seats.

At this time, many people carefully examined every word written by Wang Qian!

Looking carefully, I found that among these few words, I already had everyone’s style and my own unique style and charm!

Chen Xiangdong, Tang Hepeng, Jiang Xing, Cao Wenfang, Fang Guoshu and other people in the front row all looked at the blackboard.

The thin gold chalk characters, every stroke and every stroke, seem to reveal a vigorous and sharp edge, truly like the silver-hook iron paintings, and there is a sense of contradiction between thinness and richness.

Jiang Xing whispered in shock: "What a good word!"

Cao Wenfang: "It has the style of everyone. This is a kind of calligraphy that I have never seen before."

Lü Chunhu was even more direct. He walked forward in person, picked up the blackboard, and moved it forward again, almost reaching him, staring at every word on it!

Cao Wenfang said dissatisfied: "Professor Lu, we can't see you like this."

Lü Chunhu smiled and said: "You don't practice calligraphy, so it's all in vain!"

Cao Wenfang glared: "Then what did you see?"

Lü Chunhu’s eyes were still fixed on the words on the blackboard, and he said softly: “I saw a brand new field of calligraphy.”

Everyone around him stopped talking.

Everyone felt the excitement and love in Lu Chunhu’s words from his words!

Everyone knows that Lu Chunhu loves calligraphy the most. He still practices calligraphy for at least two to three hours every day, and sometimes even writes for half a day.

This is also proven.

Wang Qian’s calligraphy may not be simple.

So, many people who are interested in calligraphy looked sideways at the blackboard in front of Lu Chunhu!

And at the same time!

More people were looking at Wang Qian on the podium.

Because Wang Qian is writing.

From Wang Qian’s writing movements, we can see more about his calligraphy.

However

At this moment, there were exclamations in the audience.

Tang Hepeng, who was staring at the blackboard, clenched his fists excitedly and his eyes widened: "What a poem, what a poem!"

Lü Chunhu, Jiang Xing, and Chen Xiangdong, who were paying attention to the calligraphy on the blackboard, then looked up at the blackboard on the podium.

That’s when I discovered

Wang Qian has already written lines of text on the blackboard.

And the scene.

Exclamations and discussions arose one after another!

Obviously.

Everyone was a little excited.

Lü Chunhu also immediately followed the words on the blackboard and began to read in a low voice.

"It's better when the water is clear and the water is shining,"

“It’s also strange to see the mountains with empty sky and rain.”

"If you compare the West Lake to the West,"

“Heavy makeup and light makeup are always appropriate.”

Lü Chunhu also immediately opened his eyes and read softly again!

All around, voices reciting these four lines of poetry continued to sound.

Everyone is an expert. After reciting it several times, they have understood these lines thoroughly and understood the meaning expressed in them.

Cao Wenfang said excitedly: "A good poem, indeed a good poem! This poem, among the best ancient poems I have seen describing the West Lake in the past, can be considered a masterpiece, and the last two sentences are the finishing touch. Comparing Xihu with the four beauties, this guy is so surprising."

Tang Hepeng also said excitedly: "I think Wang Qian's attainments in ancient literary works may be unique in our modern times. Who in modern times can compare with him in the field of ancient literary works? Once this poem came out, it became even more popular. Establishing his position in the field of ancient literature."

Several people around listened, although their faces were calm and did not express their opinions. It was impossible for them, the seniors in the circle, to praise a young man.

The literature field is the most serious one based on seniority. No matter how many good works you publish, but you are still young, your status in the circle will not be too high. There will be a lot of people who have no works but are very old. The old man is pressing down on you, and all kinds of clinging to his old age are pressing on you with his words. You can't refute it. Unless you don't want to be recognized by the circle, otherwise you have to endure it and offer it respectfully.

However, they all agreed with Tang Hepeng's words.

After all!

In recent decades, the Chinese literary world has vigorously promoted modern poetry, modern prose and other modern literary works in order to popularize education.

Ancient cultural works have almost become a lost research type.

It has been a long time since there has been an eye-catching ancient literary work.

Until the recent appearance of Wang Qian.

Papapapa

Tang Hepeng was the first to applaud.

Then, Lu Chunhu, Chen Xiangdong, Jiang Xing and others also clapped and applauded.

The people behind were naturally the same and applauded together.

Xu Xiaoxiao and Qin Xuerong clapped their hands even more vigorously, and the applause was loud.

Xu Xiaoxiao said to Xu Wenwen beside him: "Professor Wang's poem describes the West Lake very well. Sister, where is the poem you tried to write last time?"

Xu Wenwen's face turned red unnaturally, and then shook his head: "No, I thought it was not well written, so I threw it away."

Xu Xiaoxiao did not dwell on her sister’s previous works. She looked at the two works on the blackboard and said: “This modern poem by Guo Zhuangzhuang is barely acceptable, but compared with Professor Wang’s ancient poem, it is not at the same level. . As I said to Professor Wang, his modern poems are really too wordy and full of meaningless nonsense."

Xu Wenwen nodded: "I think so too!"

Many people at the scene felt so at the moment.

Comparing Guo Zhuangzhuang’s works with Wang Qian’s poem, to put it bluntly, they are simply rubbish, not even a limerick.

Good and bad need to be compared.

With contrast, there is harm.

Even Guo Zhuangzhuang, who was standing on the podium, could not stand at this moment. The calm confidence on his face could no longer be maintained and became a little stiff. He looked at Wang Qian with shock written on his pupils. He felt that Hot!

You guys

I just wrote an ordinary modern poem.

If you want to beat me, just write something better than me

You don’t have to write a work that can be compared with the classics passed down by ancient writers included in textbooks, come and slap me in the face!

The beating was too harsh.

Guo Zhuangzhuang felt that he had no power to fight back.

Wang Qian still didn't speak. Facing the applause of the audience, he still just smiled gently, and then made an invitation gesture to Guo Zhuangzhuang again!

Okay!

It's your turn to continue performing.

What else are you prepared for?

Go ahead and take it out

A layer of sweat has appeared on Guo Zhuangzhuang's forehead.

The applause from the audience gradually stopped.

At this moment.

Everyone looked at Guo Zhuangzhuang with some sympathy.

If they are evenly matched, no one will feel sympathy, but will feel excited and happy. This can make both of them appear to be talented.

However, the gap is now so large that it is impossible to calculate.

Then I can only sympathize with Guo Zhuangzhuang.

I want to show off on stage and prove myself.

Results

Now it seems that we are going to develop in the direction of porn.

Moreover, after all, Guo Zhuangzhuang is their alumnus and one of their own, so he will naturally sympathize with them.

If it were someone else in society, or someone from another school, there might be some contempt and ridicule now.

Guo Zhuangzhuang no longer dared to bravely look at everyone in the audience. Instead, he looked at Wang Qian and then at Wang Qian's piece. He was still powerless.

He did prepare an ancient poem in his mind, but if he took it out now, it would be embarrassing!

Bringing it out when there is already a masterpiece ahead of it, isn’t it forced to make people look embarrassed?

Guo Zhuangzhuang smiled and covered up his embarrassment: "Haha, I saw Professor Wang's literary talent today. It's really amazing. It's the best in contemporary times. The level of couplets and ancient poems is the best I've ever seen. It's amazing."

Guo Zhuangzhuang changed his title from Wang Qian by his first name to Professor Wang. He also said that Wang Qian’s literary talent was unparalleled in contemporary times, and he deliberately elevated Wang Qian, so that it would appear that his defeat was not so ugly, and at the same time, he also He wanted to use this to attract more hostility to Wang Qian.

Of course, this is also a disguised admission of defeat and recognition of Wang Qian's talent and status.

As he said that, Guo Zhuangzhuang felt uncomfortable all over. He turned around and wanted to step off the stage and change seats. He was embarrassed to stand here, and he was embarrassed to continue sitting next to Liu Shengnan.

Wang Qian spoke for the first time and said loudly: "Wait!"

Guo Zhuangzhuang was startled and felt a sudden change in his heart. He knew that Wang Qian's counterattack might be coming. He stopped and looked at Wang Qian: "Professor Wang, do you have any other advice?"

Everyone in the audience also looked at Wang Qian.

Guo Zhuangzhuang has already admitted defeat, which can be said to have lost the face of many Zhejiang teachers and students present.

After all, Guo Zhuangzhuang graduated from here.

As for Wang Qian, he has nothing to do with this place. He is just an outsider who comes to exchange lectures.

Many people feel that Guo Zhuangzhuang has given up and let the matter go. This is because they regard Guo Zhuangzhuang as one of their own and have some sympathy.

Everyone is still somewhat repelled by Wang Qian!

Now I see that Wang Qian seems to be even more aggressive.

The scene became quiet.

Some of the older generation Zhejiang University graduates looked at Wang Qian with a slightly unkind look.

No matter what happens to Guo Zhuangzhuang, he is still theirs

Wang Qian didn't care about this.

He just thinks that you can’t be the only one who comes up with the questions, right?

So.

He picked up the chalk and continued writing on the blackboard. At the same time, he said: "Some time ago, when I was playing in the West Lake, I lost something. I just remembered a couplet, about you and Share it with everyone present. ”

Guo Zhuangzhuang stood behind Wang Qian, staring at Wang Qian's handwriting.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on every word Wang Qian wrote on the blackboard.

Many people are holding back their energy.

If Guo Zhuangzhuang can’t stand up

Then they are right!

Guo Zhuangzhuang can lose.

However, Zhejiang University cannot lose.

The expressions of Chen Xiangdong, Tang Hepeng, Jiang Xing, Lu Chunhu, Cao Wenfang and others all became extremely serious. They no longer studied Wang Qian's calligraphy carefully, but really paid attention to Wang Qian's first couplet itself.

A neat line of thin gold text appeared on the blackboard.

"When you travel to the West Lake, you pick up a tin pot. The tin pot falls into the West Lake, and you cherish the tin pot."

Wang Qian put down the chalk, looked at Guo Zhuangzhuang with a smile, and looked at everyone present, and said: "This is a first couplet I came up by accident. If anyone here can come up with a neat couplet Second line, please give me some advice! ”

Guo Zhuangzhuang stared at every word carefully, still shocked in his heart.

So many homophones, and even homophones!

This was the first time in modern times that he had seen such a difficult couplet.

Before, he had seen couplets of this difficulty in some ancient poems.

Everyone else at the scene also fell silent.

The whole place suddenly became extremely quiet.

Every current student of Zhejiang University, as well as many alumni who have graduated, are watching every word, trying to come up with a neat second line on their own to bring glory to the school and lose face to themselves.

A few minutes passed.

Still quiet!

After Guo Zhuangzhuang also watched for a few minutes, he thought of many words and phrases in his mind, all of which had the same pronunciation, but it was impossible to form a neat second line that was coherent and expressive!

Guo Zhuangzhuang looked ugly and said in a low voice: "Professor Wang, do you have a neat second line? If it is an absolute, then it is normal for us to be incompatible, right?"

Many students behind him nodded.

Indeed.

If you come up with something that you don’t even have a second link with, it will embarrass everyone.

Wang Qian shook his head and said confidently: "Not absolutely, I have come up with several neat second lines myself. What, do you want me to write them out and take a look?"

Wang Qian looked at Guo Zhuangzhuang.

Guo Zhuangzhuang suddenly felt guilty and shook his head hurriedly: "There is no need for Professor Wang to write it, I can think about it myself, but please give me some time, Professor Wang!"

If Wang Qian were to write it out, wouldn't it be tantamount to admitting defeat?

It's a small matter if he loses, but it's a big deal for the school's reputation.

Guo Zhuangzhuang did not dare to shame this person in front of so many villagers and elders.

Put it off first, think about it slowly later, ask someone for advice, you can always figure it out - right

Anyway

It must be correct.

Otherwise, Guo Zhuangzhuang will never dare to go back to school or attend alumni gatherings again.

Offstage.

As the deputy director of the Literature Department, Chen Xiangdong was most anxious.

Today’s open communication class was facilitated by him and Tang Hepeng.

If Zhejiang University loses face in the end, he, the department chair, will also be responsible!

Although the fundamental reason is that your skills are inferior to others, many people don't care about it. Anyway, you are the one who has lost the school's face.

So, Chen Xiangdong hurriedly asked the younger Jiang Xing: "Jiang Xing, how are you? Do you have any ideas?"

Jiang Xing shook his head gently: "Not yet. Such a first couplet is considered to be an ancient match. It also requires special opportunities and inspiration to match the second couplet. It is impossible to match it in a short time. I doubt it. , Wang Qian deceived Guo Zhuangzhuang, maybe he didn’t have a neat second line.”

Lü Chunhu shook his head: "Wang Qian doesn't look like he's lying. He should really have a neat second line. I'm old and can't keep up with my thinking. I can't think of it all at once."

Tang Hepeng also shook his head: "I don't have any ideas now, I need time."

Cao Wenfang smiled bitterly: "It is true that such a difficult couplet cannot be mastered in a short time. Wait, isn't this communication class just beginning? We just need to confront him before he leaves, isn't that enough?"

Chen Xiangdong nodded and immediately said to the many professors, teachers and alumni of Zhejiang University behind him: "Think quickly, you must confront Wang Qian before he leaves, otherwise the face of our Zhejiang University will be lost here today! ”

Everyone looked serious and started thinking quickly.

Among the domestic famous schools, alumni culture has gradually formed. Everyone attaches great importance to the face of their alma mater, because the face of their alma mater is their own face.

When they face alumni associations from other schools in the future, they will be ridiculed by them about this matter, and they will not be able to refute it!

Comparing couplets is not like writing poems or articles. If they are not right, they are not right.

Writing poems and articles can be a far-fetched way of forcibly exalting oneself and making excuses.

As for the couplet, if you can't match it, you really lose, and there is nothing to quibble about.

But

How many modern literati usually pay attention to couplets?

At this moment, everyone was in a state of embarrassment as they were grinding their guns in battle.

On the podium, Guo Zhuangzhuang had already walked off the stage with a slight embarrassment and loneliness. He picked up a small bench and sat in a remote corner, and did not return to sit next to Liu Shengnan.

Guo Zhuangzhuang looked at Liu Shengnan and saw that Liu Shengnan paid no attention to him. He chatted for a few words with a girl who had just sat down next to him. Then he looked at Wang Qian without looking at him at all and did not sit down at all. Not a bit concerned!

Guo Zhuangzhuang smiled bitterly, knowing that his failure today was too ugly.

After gathering his mood, he continued to stare at the first couplet that Wang Qian specially wrote on the edge of the blackboard. He was thinking quickly in his mind. At the same time, he took out his mobile phone and sent this first couplet to several of his friends in the literary circle, so that They help think about it.

On your own?

You can justify plagiarism!

For Guo Zhuangzhuang, it’s just a pair. Looking for help is the most basic operation.

Anyway, there is nothing to be afraid of if you don’t have any face, and there is no psychological burden in anything you do.

Just after the opening, there was such an episode!

The pressure in Wang Qian's heart was relieved a lot.

Because, he found that he seemed to be able to handle it.

So, next, his demeanor became more relaxed and relaxed, speaking freely, exuding a kind of confidence in knowledge and talent in his bones.

Acting!

Get to the top!

Wang Qian continued the seven-character quatrain ancient poem he had just written and began to explain.

There are thousands of various analytical articles on this ancient poem on the Internet, and they have been analyzed very thoroughly word for word, sentence by sentence, so there is no need for Wang Qian to explain it separately.

It’s just that as the original author, his personal explanation has some special significance and is more authoritative, so he will talk about it.

Applause often rang out.

After explanation by the original author Wang Qian.

Every piece of work he has published seems to come alive, and the various meanings represented in it appear extremely clear and close to our eyes.

Nearly everyone present has a deeper understanding of his works and has reached a higher level.

A serious lecture on the Eight Classics.

It lasted for more than an hour!

In addition to the ancient poem about the West Lake just now, as well as every other work, Wang Qian explained it in extremely detail.

The blackboard is filled with words one after another!

Chen Xiangdong and Jiang Xing acted as laborers and personally changed the blackboards for Wang Qian, preventing Wang Qian from erasing every word. Every blackboard he had written on was retained and stacked on the first Under the steps in front of the row.

Lü Chunhu kept looking at the words on the blackboard and comparing them with Wang Qian's writing. He also imitated the movements of holding a brush with his right hand and slowly imitated Wang Qian's writing technique.

Everyone who is familiar with Lu Chun Lake knows that this old man is going to be possessed again.

On the contrary, the words written by Guo Zhuangzhuang had long been erased without any trace.

Wang Qian took a sip of water and looked at the quiet big classroom. His aura and calm confidence were no less than those of the authoritative old professor who had been lecturing on the podium for decades. The first work is almost explained. If you still don’t understand anything, you can ask it now and we will discuss it again! If not, today’s communication class can be ended here. Everyone should be tired.”

Finally it’s time to exchange questions and ask questions.

Guo Zhuangzhuang, who was sitting in the corner, was already a dead pig and was not afraid of boiling water. He immediately stood up and raised his hand: "Professor Wang, I have a question!"

Everyone looked at Guo Zhuangzhuang to see what he could continue to say. Their eyes were full of expectation. They hoped that the students and alumni of Zhejiang University could make Wang Qian leave some embarrassment here, so that they can brag when they go out. If you have enough capital, you can make your school look very strong.

Wang Qian did not show any disdain. He still smiled as if facing his own students. He stretched out his hand to Guo Zhuangzhuang and said, "Please speak."

Guo Zhuangzhuang, just like the students who asked questions in class, stood up and said loudly: "Professor Wang, how do you study and accumulate? Especially in terms of ancient literary works, your works astound us. However, We all know that this requires extremely deep accumulation."

"And you are not very old, a little younger than me. The school you graduated from is not a literature department, but a performance department. I would like to ask you how you learn to accumulate this knowledge and then transform it into works. ? I think this will be helpful to every student here. ”

Guo Zhuangzhuang raised the biggest question in this literary circle in a rather tactful way!

You are so young!

I am not studying literature!

Why do you write so many good works?

That is, the question raised by classmate Zhang Boheng when Wang Qian was in the car.

If so.

Before meeting Wang Qian, everyone had relatively firm doubts about Wang Qian.

Now, everyone’s doubts are not so serious.

Because, Wang Qian has shown his talent and literary background for more than an hour!

Not everyone can explain these works so thoroughly.

At least, Xu Wenwen knew that when she explained Wang Qian's works in class, she was far less thorough and understanding than Wang Qian's explanation just now.

In addition, the pantomime showdown between Wang Qian and Guo Zhuangzhuang just now was almost a crushing victory.

So!

They recognized Wang Qian’s talent.

So, there is still a problem!

How did you do it?

Share it so that everyone can improve together?

or

What's the secret?

Wang Qian did not have any stage fright and remained calm when faced with the curious, doubtful, or questioning eyes.

Standing in front of the desk, naturally holding a piece of chalk in his hand.

Waving to Guo Zhuangzhuang, Wang Qian smiled and said: "Okay, this classmate can sit down."

Guo Zhuangzhuang smiled and sat down obediently.

There were chuckles from the students behind.

Wang Qian continued: "How? Actually, it's very simple. Read more, think more, and write more. There is nothing to hide, and there are no shortcuts. I love reading and thinking. With new ideas Thinking, I will write it down. These thoughts may be some poems, some music clips, or some lyrics! ”

"Whether it is a sentence or a few sentences, whether it has any meaning or not, as long as it comes to my mind, I will record it. Then when I have an idea later, I will take it out and read it myself, and then continue to find out more from it. Inspiration! ”

"That's it, I wrote some songs, some tunes, and some literary works."

"Actually, you can do it too, as long as you have eyes, a brain, and hands, that's enough!"

The scene was silent!

Pairs of eyes were still staring at Wang Qian.

Because.

Many people find Wang Qian’s words familiar

Especially the many young students in the back quickly remembered it.

Isn’t this what is popular on the Internet?

As long as you have the skills

You will know it at a glance

Having a brain is enough

However!

Everyone is useless as soon as they learn it!

A bold boy in the back stood up and asked loudly: "Professor Wang, can you demonstrate it on the spot? For example, Professor Wang, how can you fully express the clear meaning of Jiang Chengzi and still maintain the meaning?" What about such a perfect rhyme?”

A poem may be a word, or it may be an ancient prose!

Good or not!

For ordinary people, they may not need to understand its meaning.

Read it once, experience it yourself, and you will have an intuitive feeling!

In ancient works, special attention should be paid to neat writing and smooth rhymes!

When reading a good work, its neat writing and unique and neat rhymes will make people feel very refreshed.

After reading many classic articles and poems, even if you don’t understand the meaning at all, you will feel a refreshing feeling after reading them, making people want to read them again.

This is a good work.

The song Jiang Chengzi published by Wang Qian also has such characteristics!

Even if you don’t understand it, it’s a pleasure to read it the first time you see it.

This is something that is difficult for modern literati who have been accustomed to Mandarin and vernacular writing since childhood.

Everyone looked at Wang Qian to see how Wang Qian would answer.

However, Wang Qian did not speak!

He took the chalk, turned around and wrote three words again on the blackboard.

Jiang Chengzi!