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Magic City, in an apartment.
At this moment, Li Qingyao was sitting quietly in front of the TV, wearing fluffy pajamas, her hair disheveled, holding a soft pillow in front of her with both hands, her chin buried in the pillow, and her eyes tightly watching the TV screen .
The TV picture is the China Voice that Jiangsu and Zhejiang TV has just started broadcasting live.
The host Daji came out with the microphone and said with a smile: "Hello everyone, I meet you again. This season of The Voice has been going on so far, and contestants full of surprises are constantly appearing. It can be said that it is good. The most exciting season of The Voice in ten years. It is also known as the most powerful music talent show in China."
"As a host, I am deeply honored. However, I have always believed that our program is also a cultural program"
When Li Qingyao saw this, a faint smile appeared on her lips.
The host continued: "Why? Because, our The Voice, whether teachers or contestants, are all crouching tigers, hidden dragons. Chen Xiaowen last time, and Professor Wang Qianwang this time, They are all representatives.”
“A friend of mine is a lecturer in the Chinese Department of a university. When he was preparing a class recently, he focused on explaining several literary works by Professor Wang. Moreover, he said that he had taught it several times in class, and the response was They were all better. The students also participated enthusiastically and asked him to talk again. He had no choice but to continue to dig deeper into Professor Wang's works and try to dig out more connotations."
There was a round of applause.
Wang Qian, who was standing in the waiting area, also smiled and clapped. The photographer even gave him a special lens so that audiences across the country could see his position.
Wang Qian's smile was a little helpless.
The host spoke as if the lecturer was forcing connotation.
There are two trees in the yard, one is a jujube tree and the other is also a jujube tree
The connotation of this sentence can be expressed in a long review of tens of thousands of words
Wang Qian’s memory is still fresh in his mind.
However, when he saw the camera showing him, he immediately showed a bright smile.
The applause at the scene became even more enthusiastic.
The four instructors sitting in the seats also smiled and clapped, and they all looked forward to the calligraphy works that Wang Qian would give them next.
The host stood in the audience and said quickly: "However, many people only noticed how excellent Professor Wang's literary works are, and only a few people noticed that Professor Wang's calligraphy is actually top-notch in the contemporary era, and he created it himself. A calligraphy font that has been recognized by many people in the calligraphy community. ”
"Professor Wang is known as the only master of calligraphy in modern times who founded a sect. Every time I come to host a program and meet Professor Wang, I feel a little nervous. I am afraid that I will not perform well and be embarrassed in front of Professor Wang, just like I don’t behave well in front of the teacher.”
The host’s words once again made the audience burst into laughter!
Just like the last time a certain instructor said that he didn’t dare to say more when he was criticizing Wang Qian, he was afraid that he would say the wrong thing.
Because Wang Qian is really not inferior to the four mentors in terms of status, and even surpasses him in the fields of literature, music and art, so they dare not comment casually.
Unlike some music variety shows, a young popular singer who was born as a trainee and debuted in a talent show is not a popular popular singer, but just an average popular singer. He dares to be a teacher on the show and casually comments on famous senior singers. s work!
These four mentors did not dare to make such casual comments in front of Wang Qian.
The host stopped talking nonsense and said immediately: "This time, the four tutors asked Professor Wang for calligraphy together, and Professor Wang agreed. Moreover, Professor Wang also agreed that the director could write calligraphy for the four tutors on the spot. So, Before the contestants’ official performance, we first asked Professor Wang to write four calligraphy works for four instructors on the spot, allowing us to have a look at Professor Wang’s calligraphy art! ”
The host immediately raised his hands and started applauding.
The applause at the scene became even more enthusiastic.
The four instructors even stood up and applauded. Everyone looked expectant and smiled.
Wang Qian walked out step by step, walking slowly and gently, bowing gently to everyone, gentle and elegant, and then came to the center of the stage, where the desk for writing calligraphy, as well as pens, inks, papers and inkstones had been set up. , all are of good standard.
The host handed the microphone to Wang Qian and said softly: "Professor Wang, what do you want to say to everyone now?"
Wang Qian just wanted to get off the stage quickly and hand over the stage to other contestants who were about to sing on stage, so he said directly: "I don't have anything special to say, I just want to tell everyone. Music, and literature, are my My two favorite arts can cultivate sentiment and stable character."
“When everyone is irritable, they can calm down by talking about the piano and writing a calligraphy. People say that I am the master of calligraphy who founded the sect, but in fact I dare not be so. Calligraphy is just a hobby of mine, and those who study There is no comparison with a true master of calligraphy."
"Slim gold calligraphy is just something I did accidentally. People are interested in it, so I try to write it. There is no need to be too fancy! It's just a font."
Finished.
Wang Qian picked up the brush and tried the feel, and something was brewing in his heart.
After listening to Wang Qian's words, the host Daji looked at Wang Qian carefully, trying to see whether Wang Qian was telling the truth or deliberately showing a modest character.
After all, creating a calligraphy font is not something everyone can do.
Thousands of years ago, there are only a few calligraphy fonts that have been handed down.
Wang Qian's thin gold calligraphy font can be recognized by many people in the calligraphy circle, and even people who learn to copy it are definitely qualified to be called calligraphy masters.
Wang Qian himself said that he did not accept it and placed his position very low. At the same time, he also said that the calligraphy font he created was very ordinary.
After looking carefully, Daji felt that what Wang Qian said seemed to be true, and a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes!
However, he said no more.
Because what Wang Qian said may be quite controversial!
Your interests and hobbies have surpassed many masters who have studied for decades
Where to put the face of those masters?
Daji didn't dare to comment casually, maybe he would become the target of criticism.
Wang Qian has already started writing!
The scene also remained quiet. The audience, instructors, and many staff watched Wang Qian's movements on the big screen, unblinking, not wanting to miss any detail of Wang Qian's movements.
At this moment, tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of viewers across the country are staring at the TV screen, watching Wang Qian's actions.
In Shancheng, Xiao Dongmei sat elegantly and calmly on a chair, with a calm expression, but her eyes were slightly excited. She stared at the TV screen, holding her right hand emptyly, as if holding a brush, and waving her arm gently. , seems to be imitating Wang Qian's writing movements on TV.
Not far away, Xiao Dongcheng looked at his sister and said to his mother: "Mom, look at my sister!"
My mother said calmly: "What are you looking at? Another year older!"
Xiao Dongcheng was speechless and continued: "Mom, I think my sister may have someone she likes recently."
My mother immediately became energetic, looked at her daughter with wide eyes, and asked her son in a low voice: "Is it the Guo Zhuangzhuang who came last time? That man seems to be quite energetic, and he seems to be a writer? I heard that he has good character. Generally speaking, I don’t really like it.”
Xiao Dongcheng shook his head: "It's not Guo Zhuangzhuang. Guo Zhuangzhuang was driven away by my elder sister. He probably won't dare to come back again."
Mom: "Who is that? Your sister is either teaching in class or reading and writing at home all day long. Who can you like?"
Xiao Dongcheng smiled and looked at Wang Qian on the TV screen: "It should be him!"
My mother was stunned when she looked at the TV screen: "This person? Wang Qian?"
Xiao Dongcheng nodded: "It should be. Sister asked me to help him download a video of Wang Qian writing calligraphy. I watch Wang Qian's video for a long time every day. I also study every piece of Wang Qian's work, and my mind is full It’s all Wang Qian.”
My mother frowned slightly: "I heard from your dad that this Wang Qian is very talented, and his talents and achievements in music and literature are already considered master-level. In the future, if he releases books and works and wins a few awards, he may become the domestic literary world The person who carries the tripod may also be the master of the tripod in the piano world. Your father said that within twenty years, Wang Qian may be a national treasure master in the domestic literary and art circles.”
"Can someone like your sister? And, is your sister worthy of me?"
My mother looked confused.
Xiao Dongcheng looked at his mother speechlessly and praised: "Mom, you are really my sister's biological mother. Wang Qian is powerful and talented, but my sister is not bad either. My sister is so beautiful, and her works are also good. She is very popular, is a professor at Yamaseong University, and is a doctoral student in the Chinese Department of Kyungseong University. She also has a place in the domestic literary world. These auras are not bad, right?"
Mom: "Then your sister stays at home all day long and no one has ever seen her. What's the use of liking her?"
Xiao Dongcheng frowned: "That's right! I can't help it."
Mother and son looked at Xiao Dongmei with sad faces.
Xiao Dongmei was distracted at the moment. She didn't hear or care about the conversation between her mother and her brother. She focused all her attention on the TV screen.
I saw.
Wang Qian was writing on the TV screen, and words appeared one by one.
This is exactly what Xiao Dongmei has written about Zuihua Yin many times recently!
Every word in it is extremely familiar to Xiao Dongmei.
She also imitated Wang Qian's thin gold handwriting and wrote it many times.
But this time I saw Wang Qian writing it himself.
Xiao Dongmei gradually had a clear understanding in her heart!
This word, originally, is written like this.
She waved her arms gently and turned her wrists slightly and flexibly, as if she was writing.
If you look carefully, you can see that every movement of Xiao Dongmei's arms and twists of her wrists are almost exactly the same as Wang Qian's writing movements on the TV screen.
Not far away, my mother whispered to Xiao Dongcheng: "Wang Qian's handwriting is really good! It's okay to say he is a master of contemporary calligraphy. But he is too young, too inexperienced, and has no mature works. , has not won any awards, so his status is not recognized in the industry.”
Xiao Dongcheng praised: "What is invincible is his talent!"
The Xiao family is a scholarly family in the mountain city, so the whole family is very knowledgeable and aware of Wang Qian's talent and possible achievements in the future.
My mother nodded gently: "So, your sister is not worthy of me now."
Xiao Dongcheng smiled bitterly.
My sister is definitely my mother’s biological child.
Identification completed.
West Lake City.
In the building of an older family member of a certain house.
Lü Chunhu is standing in the living room at the moment, with a table in the middle. On the table are white paper and pen, ink, paper and inkstone. He has already picked up the brush, looking at the TV screen with his eyes, holding the brush in one hand. The words were written along with Wang Qian's movements.
Drunken Flower Yin!
Finished!
On the TV, Wang Qian put down his brush.
Lü Chunhu also gently put down his brush, looked at his handwriting, and burst out laughing: "Hahaha, it's like three points."
The slim gold font that I have been practicing for so long.
Lü Chunhu's thin gold calligraphy is already quite popular. Now he writes with Wang Qian on the TV screen, copying the fonts and imitating the movements. Finally, his thin gold calligraphy can go a step further, and his writing can be a little more refined. god!
Lü Chunhu is very satisfied with this.
However, he saw on TV that after Wang Qian gently put aside the drunken flower shade he had written, he continued to write a song about Yi Jian Mei.
Lü Chunhu hurriedly put aside the Zuihuayin he had written, adjusted his posture and emotions, looked at the TV screen, and started writing together with Wang Qian on the TV screen.
Capital!
In a certain courtyard.
Xue Zhenguo was also writing ink at this moment, taking a look at Wang Qian on the TV screen, and then lowered his head and quickly wrote down the thin gold characters one after another.
Xue Man didn't speak, just watched quietly, but she also held a writing brush in her right hand, imitating Wang Qian's writing movements in the air.
Father and daughter did not speak, they watched quietly and studied separately.
This moment.
Every TV audience across the country was attracted by Wang Qian’s temperament at this moment!
It is a master-level temperament as if he has been immersed in the field of calligraphy for decades, and his whole body is filled with the aura of accumulation of Chinese studies.
Every time I write, every time I dip in ink, it is so calm and unrestrained, full of heritage.
There has been a heated discussion on Weibo.
"Is this the real master? Kneel down! Those hyped so-called masters are just clowns when compared with Professor Wang. They insult the word master. This is the real master."
“When I saw Professor Wang’s calligraphy, I wanted to learn it. Is it too late to buy pen, ink, paper and inkstone?”
"I'm so drunk! I don't understand it, but it feels so awesome!"
"Is this a talent show? I'm afraid I watched a fake The Voice. Professor Wang instantly raised The Voice to a higher level."
"This word is so beautiful."
"Is this the slim gold body created by Professor Wang? It's very beautiful, and Professor Wang is so handsome when he writes."
"I beg you for a piece of Professor Wang's calligraphy! The price is easy to talk about. If you want, please add me for private chat."
"This is the real master. I am a student of Zhejiang University. Our teacher Xu Wenwen said that her sister has a piece of calligraphy written by Professor Wang and keeps it as a treasure. If she has the opportunity, she can show it to the school. Our school There is a room dedicated to the blackboard written by Professor Wang in his last lecture. No one can enter to observe it without the permission of the department chairperson. ”
"Drunken Flower Yin, One Cut Plum Blossom, Woo Woo Woo Woo, these are two of my favorite works. If Professor Wang could give me one of them, I would be willing to die."
Onsite.
The four instructors all stood up from their seats, stretched their heads and looked at Wang Qian in the middle.
Then, after Wang Qian finished writing the song "Drunken Flowers".
The four instructors no longer cared about their identities and live broadcasts. They left their positions and ran to Wang Qian. Their eyes were still looking at Wang Qian and the brush in his hand unblinkingly, as well as the writing under the pen. out text.
And Wang Jingyu had already picked up the Zuihua Yin that Wang Qian had just written and looked at it with joy on her face, with a satisfied smile on her face.
The host Daji standing next to him was also full of desire, and really wanted a picture of Wang Qian's calligraphy.
However, this was a live broadcast, and he was embarrassed to say it because he was afraid that if he was rejected, he would be embarrassed in front of the national audience.
Moreover, he also knew that his relationship with Wang Qian was just average, so it was too abrupt to ask for someone else's name.
So, he could only watch eagerly.
The five people stood quietly behind Wang Qian, watching without saying a word, not daring to make a sound for fear of disturbing Wang Qian.
Wang Qian didn't speak, his mind was immersed in this artistic conception.
Art is something that pays great attention to artistic conception and state of mind.
That is the so-called inspiration!
Wang Qian is using his acting experience to devote himself to it and find a state of mind for himself.
So!
The writing is like a spirit.
A plum blossom!
I wrote it slowly.
Every word is filled with his energy and energy.
Wang Qian did not speak, but gently picked up the written calligraphy, looked at it, and then gently placed it next to it.
Qin Han couldn't wait to pick it up and look at it without saying a word. With a smile on his face, he then pointed at the camera and showed it, with a proud face.
Papapapa
There were people in the audience who wanted to applaud.
Qin Han, Wang Jingyu, Cui Wenfeng, Liu Junhua, and even the host Daji all made a silent gesture to the audience at the same time to signal everyone to be quiet.
So, as soon as the applause started, everyone quickly fell silent and no one dared to disturb Wang Qian.
Wang Qian closed his eyes and thought for a while.
Everyone present and all viewers watching TV across the country can see his current state.
Many people looked at it with admiration on their faces!
This is the master!
True master!
In the lounge.
Murong Yue said to Qin Xuerong: "Xue'er, your Wang Qian is awesome! He is a real master."
Jiang Yu: "I will also collect a calligraphy when I go back."
Murong Yue immediately said: "I want two!"
Qin Xuerong laughed, his face full of pride, his eyes staring at Wang Qian in the picture, his affection seemed to turn into water, and he said softly: "When he takes a rest, I will ask him to write two words for you."
Zhao Wei and He Fulin opened their mouths, but neither of them spoke. When they looked at each other, they could see the emotion in each other's eyes!
I dare not say it!
It’s not easy to get either.
They became famous this time following Wang Qian, and they have already benefited from it.
Want someone else’s calligraphy works?
People must be content!
Wang Qian closed his eyes for a moment to brew his emotions, then quickly opened his eyes and started writing with great energy!
The pen moves the dragon and the snake.
Jiang Chengzi!
I talk about being a teenager
A piece of work was written quickly.
This is what Cui Wenfeng likes. He originally wanted to give his children Yijianmei or Dielianhua, but when he saw this Jiang Chengzi, he couldn't help it. He got the one he liked first and couldn't wait any longer. !
So, Cui Wenfeng quickly took the calligraphy work handed over by Wang Qian, his face was full of joy, he was smiling from ear to ear, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.
Although he does not practice calligraphy, he has been involved in the literary and artistic circles of Beijing for so many years, and his appreciation level is also extraordinary. He knows that this is an absolutely excellent calligraphy masterpiece, and he also likes to collect calligraphy works!
This piece of calligraphy will definitely be collected when you get home.
Finally, it’s Liu Junhua.
Liu Junhua looked at Wang Qian longingly. He was a little slow just now and failed to get the Jiang Chengzi. He regretted it and glared at Cui Wenfeng.
Wang Qian pondered for a few seconds and then quickly started writing!
Die Lian Hua!
The flowers faded to red, green, apricot and small
Liu Junhua didn't ask for anything, he only asked for a picture of Wang Qian's calligraphy, so he was very happy to see this "Die Lian Hua".
This piece can be said to be very underestimated!
Many people discuss Wang Qian’s Drunken Flower Yin, Yi Jian Mei, Jiang Cheng Zi, Shi Shuo and so on!
However, the two poems "Die Lian Hua" are also absolute masterpieces.
Liu Junhua particularly likes the song Die Lian Hua Chun Jing. The little emotions expressed in it are very good.
When he saw that Wang Qian had written this piece, his face was full of joy!
The pen and ink are swaying.
Wang Qian also quickly finished writing the "Die Lian Hua" calligraphy work. He breathed a sigh of relief and handed the "Die Lian Hua" calligraphy work to Liu Junhua. He smiled and said: "A little tired! However, I am in good condition today. Hope you like it."
Liu Junhua quickly took it and said hurriedly: "I like it, I definitely like it!"
Wang Jingyu said with a smile: "This is the best gift I have received this year, Professor Wang, thank you."
Qin Han looked at the work in his hand: "What a good calligraphy!"
Cui Wenfeng still looked at Jiang Chengzi and nodded in praise: "It is indeed a good work"
Wang Qian was just about to put down the brush in his hand when he saw that the ink was still wet, and there was even a drop of ink falling on the paper.
The host Daji quickly came to help and wanted to put the paper away.
However, Wang Qian held Daji's hand, looked at the ink on the paper, pressed the brush on the ink, and gently wrote the word "天" along the ink.
A frown!
This