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Everyone present.

And everyone in front of the TV.

Seeing this scene, everyone became quiet and a little confused.

Many ordinary viewers have no idea what this means.

However, people such as Xiao Dongmei, Lu Chunhu, Xue Zhenguo, as well as the host Daji and the four instructors, Wang Jingyu, Cui Wenfeng, Qin Han, and Liu Junhua all knew what Wang Qian was going to do.

That is, don’t waste paper and ink!

Or, to put it more hypocritically, it is.

The paper is soaked in ink, so write it out!

You can’t write half of it, or give up after writing the beginning!

Especially in a very formal occasion like this, this cannot be the case.

When you practice by yourself, you can do whatever you want, just be happy and casual.

However, it was such a formal occasion, and there were so many spectators watching on site and in front of the TV.

So, the paper is stained with ink.

Wang Qian will continue to finish writing this piece of paper.

The host Daji had a smile on his face.

Because.

Wang Qian wrote another calligraphy message.

That’s one more picture.

There are only six people on the stage. Except for Wang Qian, the other four instructors have already achieved something.

He, the host, was the only one left empty-handed.

I want this painting to be more detailed, isn’t it too much?

Daji has already thought about how he should speak when Wang Qian finishes writing this calligraphy. To show that he has high emotional intelligence, he must not offend Wang Qian, let alone the four mentors. The most important thing is Wang Qian must be willing to take the initiative to give the work to him.

But Wang Qian didn't care about the people around him.

Just writing down several pieces of calligraphy in succession made him enter this state!

After all, he used to spend a lot of time practicing calligraphy, so he could write such good calligraphy.

Then, when he occasionally practices calligraphy, he will also enter this state of extreme concentration, which will quickly improve his calligraphy level, and he may be able to grasp its inner essence in an instant, and be able to write with a little practice With Shen Yun, this is also a talent.

Now, Wang Qian also vaguely feels this way.

His mastery of the Slender Gold Body is still a little short of being able to truly master it and become a true master of calligraphy.

This moment.

Wang Qian seemed to have a new understanding of the thin gold font. Looking at the drop of ink, he naturally stretched out his brush and touched the drop of ink, and smoothly followed the traces of the ink and wrote a Character!

Many people's eyes widened.

I saw that Wang Qian wrote the word "天".

Wang Jingyu looked slightly nervous, holding her own calligraphy with one hand and clasping the other hand on her chest.

Cui Wenfeng stretched his head and looked carefully at Wang Qian's brush!

Qin Han and Liu Junhua even held their breath!

Many people who know literature and calligraphy in front of the TV have their eyes widened at this moment, not daring to blink for fear of missing the next moment.

Mountain city.

Xiao Dongmei even quickly stepped forward and stood in front of the TV, staring at Wang Qian in the picture and the brush in his hand.

Moreover, Xiao Dongcheng and his mother also came together to watch.

The Xiao family is a scholarly family. They don't want to miss Wang Qian's next performance and want to look forward to whether Wang Qian will surprise them!

I saw.

Wang Qian’s hands were like antelopes hanging horns, leaving no trace. The brush seemed to come alive in his hands. The pen and ink moved quickly, leaving words one by one on the white paper below!

Tianjingsha!

Xiao Dongcheng's eyes sparkled, and he whispered excitedly: "This is a new work that Wang Qian has never published. I will recite all his works, and there is absolutely no such word as Tianjingsha! No, Tianjingsha is Qu brand name"

"Shut up!"

Xiao Dongmei said two words coldly without looking away from the TV screen.

Xiao Dongcheng immediately shut up and stopped talking.

Rongcheng.

In a certain villa.

Liu Shengnan announced an afternoon break to the team today, so he finished work early and sat on a chair with his mother to watch TV.

See Wang Qian's performance at this moment.

Liu Shengnan stopped eating snacks and moved a chair to sit in front of the TV and watch!

My mother didn’t understand this very well and muttered in a low voice: “You’re blocking me.”

Liu Shengnan turned his body slightly to get out of the way, but did not retreat and was still watching from a very close distance.

In the screen.

Wang Qian held the brush in his hand, and on the white paper, words appeared quickly one by one!

The sky is clear and the sand is clear, autumn thoughts are coming!

Withered vines and old trees, there are faint crows.

People with small bridges and flowing water.

Westerly wind and thin horse on the ancient road.

The sun sets in the west,

Heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

Liu Shengnan’s hands were shaking when he saw this scene.

My mother was shocked: "Girl, what are you doing?"

Liu Shengnan waved his hand and said with a trembling voice: "It's okay."

At this moment, Liu Shengnan only had the figure on the TV screen in his eyes and in his heart.

West Lake City!

Sisters Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen were also watching the TV at home today.

Seeing Wang Qian write four words in succession, a trace of distress flashed in Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes.

Those who really understand calligraphy know that it is very mentally demanding to concentrate on writing calligraphy fonts at a high level, and it also consumes a lot of physical energy.

So, basically none of the great writers in ancient times were fat. Look at the portraits that have been handed down. All of those ancient writers were skinny, and they looked like they had suffered from chronic malnutrition. However, in fact, those scholars who became great writers were from well-off families, and it was impossible for them to be hungry and not have enough to eat.

That's because they have been practicing calligraphy for a long time since they were young, and they would do this for an hour or two or even half a day at a time. In addition, the constant waving of their arms is also a great burden on the body, and they also go out to study for exams and so on. They all travel long distances and are displaced.

So, among the ancient literati, none of them were fat!

Sisters Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen have also been practicing calligraphy for a long time. Recently, they have been practicing Wang Qian's thin gold calligraphy more diligently than before.

It is very clear that Wang Qian’s consumption on the stage is definitely not small now.

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at Wang Qian, her heartache written on her face and eyes.

Xu Wenwen hugged Xu Xiaoxiao and said nothing, feeling a little sorry for her sister. This girl's feelings for Wang Qian could be seen with her eyes.

However, she really couldn't persuade him.

Because, she knew that she almost fell.

If it weren’t for the fact that Wang Qian already had Qin Xuerong by his side and his sister was so obsessed with him, and she kept trying to make herself rational, she might have been like her sister!

They come from a scholarly family and an artistic family.

Facing someone like Wang Qian, I really have no resistance.

The sky is clear and the sand is clear, and I am thinking about autumn.

Xu Xiaoxiao whispered: "Professor Wang's new work! What a pity, I can't get it."

Xu Wenwen is full of expectations!

I finished writing the song Tianjingsha.

Just a few sentences.

However, the visuals are overwhelming.

The name is Qiu Si.

There is not a word for autumn in the whole article, but every word is written about autumn, and the feeling of loneliness and desolation. When combined with autumn, it is simply invincible.

The feeling of loneliness and desolation comes to my face.

Xu Xiaoxiao’s eyes were full of surprise, and she praised: "This poem is short and concise, so good!"

Xu Wenwen also nodded: "That's right. Every word, every word, is used just right. It doesn't look so amazing at first glance, but after reading it carefully, the more you read, the more you feel, and the more you read, the more attractive you become. This is I can’t even describe Professor Wang’s talent.”

Xu Xiaoxiao: "Let's visit Professor Wang tomorrow and ask him about this piece"

Xu Wenwen thought for a while and nodded helplessly: "Okay!"

Capital.

A certain courtyard house.

At this moment, Xue Zhenguo and Xueman were both shocked.

This is the stage of good voice!

Hundreds of millions of people across the country are watching.

How can Wang Qian write calligraphy when he is so selfless? Writing, writing, and starting to create?

Xue Zhenguo: "Did Wang Qian suddenly get inspiration? This song, "Tianjingsha", is really good to read. It's just like the fragment of the song. It's short, but has profound artistic conception. It's worth savoring."

Xue Man was also dumbfounded: "Perhaps, inspiration suddenly came to me when I was writing calligraphy? Now, it happens to be autumn too"

With that said, Xueman wrote a text directly on Weibo: "Watch the live broadcast of Professor Wang writing calligraphy on The Voice, a surprise is coming! The sky is pure sand, this autumn is worth missing, this autumn, so lonely and desolate."

Xue Zhenguo leaned in front of the TV and looked at it carefully, and whispered: "The last calligraphy written by Wang Qian seems to be more beautiful and has more charm! It really has the taste of a master."

Xue Zhenguo was a little confused. Although he liked Wang Qian's calligraphy fonts and imitated them before, he also knew that although Wang Qian's calligraphy was excellent, it was not a true master, but it had an inner realm and charm.

That requires time and life experience.

He believes that Wang Qian will definitely become a master if he has enough life experience in the future

I didn’t expect it!

In front of him.

On TV.

In front of hundreds of millions of viewers across the country.

Wang Qian wrote the kind of charm that uniquely belongs to a master.

At this moment, he knew that Wang Qian was a true calligraphy master.

Coupled with the original thin gold calligraphy font.

It can be said that he is the true master of calligraphy who founded the sect

Terrible!

Xue Zhenguo felt a terrible feeling in his heart when he thought of this.

Wang Qian, too young

On Weibo.

It is also very popular at the moment.

Wang Qian’s Weibo is very lively.

"Mom asked me why I knelt down to watch TV! I said, I was watching Immortals."

"Professor Wang teaches you how to write ancient Ci online!"

"Professor Wang's class has started, have you failed in your studies?"

"Have you noticed that Tian Jingsha written by Professor Wang seems to be more readable than before."

"Is this talent? I can't afford to offend you, I really can't afford to offend you!"

"To be honest, Professor Wang is always reminding all other geniuses that you are all waste."

"I searched and found that this poem is not available. Was it composed by Professor Wang on the spot?"

"I just want to ask, how can I get this painting of Qiu Si of Tian Jing Sha written by Professor Wang? Who can get it? I beg on my knees. The price is not an issue."

"The opening is awesome!"

Scene of the show.

Everyone present at this moment, whether it is the audience, the four instructors on the stage, and the host.

As well as all the program staff, the mood at this moment is like a suppressed volcano, eager to explode immediately.

Just!

Looking at Wang Qian, he was still looking at his handwriting quietly.

So, no one dared to speak at the scene.

The audience's faces were all flushed with excitement, but they held back their excitement and didn't speak!

The host Daji almost pinched the microphone in his hand and opened his lips again and again, but he didn't speak!

They were all afraid of disturbing Wang Qian.

The four instructors Wang Jingyu, Cui Wenfeng, Liu Junhua, and Qin Han looked at this new work written by Wang Qian, and then looked at the words in their hands. It seemed that the words in their hands were not so sweet.

In a rest room.

Lingang Jun all gathered in front of the TV screen to watch.

Although he is not that obsessed with calligraphy and does not practice calligraphy himself, he also understands calligraphy works.

He knew that what Wang Qian was showing at this moment was so valuable in the calligraphy world.

Lin Gangjun shook his head in a low voice: "Wang Qian's talent is invincible! I hope everyone will like my song tonight!"

The Lin Gang army lacked confidence when facing Wang Qian.

Wang Qian’s talent is so amazing that he himself likes and admires it very much.

He likes all Wang Qian's literary works, as well as all his songs and piano music!

If he were not a rock person and had his own pride in his heart, Lin Gangjun might have become a fan of Wang Qian.

Today, facing Wang Qian, Lin Gangjun’s only hope at this moment is that the English rock song created by the company with a foreign team can bring novelty and surprise to everyone.

In Lin Gangjun’s heart, he likes English rock far more than Chinese rock!

After all, English rock is the origin, and Chinese rock is the latecomer.

So, he feels that English rock is more rock and roll, has more rock flavor, and is truly pure rock.

In addition, the works and team he brought are world-class!

This gave him some confidence!

However, this does not hinder his appreciation of Wang Qian's talent.

"It's a pity, it would be nice to get this calligraphy."

Lingang Jun’s face showed desire and envy!

And Ende looked at the TV screen and asked softly: "Lin, what is he doing?"

Several other foreigners also looked at Lin Gangjun curiously, wondering what this opponent was doing.

Lin Gangjun glanced at a few people and explained in English: "This is our Chinese literature and art. He is a master in this art field. Everyone likes and admires his literary works very much."

The musicians of several rock bands were looking at the TV screen in surprise!

Because, in their inertial cognition.

Rock people and the fields of literature and art are two parallel lines that will never intersect!

In Europe and the United States, rock people represent individuality and rebellion, and have a natural dislike and rejection of so-called literature and art!

At the same time, people in the field of literature and art also despise rock people from above, thinking that these people are social garbage!

It can be said that the two sides dislike each other, and some people in the two fields are even mortal enemies of each other!

But

This their opponent, a new rock star emerging from China, is actually a master in the field of literature and art?

Simply novel.

Eun Tak only said: "This is incredible!"

In another lounge.

Qin Xuerong had already led Murong Yue, Jiang Yu, Zhao Wei, and He Fulin out of the lounge and walked directly towards the stage.

Qin Xuerong said in a low voice: "Xiaoyue, Jiang Jiang, you can go directly to the stage and help Wang Qian down later. I think he is a little tired and needs a good rest. Old Zhao, Old He, you wrote this for Wang Qian Take down the piece of Tian Jing Sha Qiusi, don't let them take it away. I want to take it home and keep it. You must be careful not to damage it."

There was also some excitement and a bit of shock in the eyes of Murong Yue and Jiang Yu.

Even after witnessing many of Wang Qian’s talents.

Two beautiful girls and two rock veterans were all shocked by Wang Qian at this moment!

The four of them nodded at the same time, indicating that they would complete the task ordered by Qin Xuerong.

On stage.

After Wang Qian finished writing this piece of "Thoughts of Autumn on the Pure Sky and Shasha", he felt that his spirit was very tired and he wanted to have a good sleep.

This is also the reason why he wrote Tian Jing Sha Qiu Si. The number of words in this song is short. He was a little tired and may not be able to maintain his peak condition to write too many words. It was just right to write this Tian Jing Sha.

However, his eyes were very excited.

Because.

He knew that his calligraphy had truly entered the ranks of masters.

This hand of thin gold calligraphy is worthy of any master.

His previous thin gold calligraphy was just more novel, but in terms of pure calligraphy attainments, he just touched the threshold of a master, and was not what the outside world calls a calligraphy master.

Now, he can face and admit it calmly when faced with the titles of some masters.

Wang Qian didn't pay attention to the people around him, but just wrote his name at the end with a brush.

This piece of writing is finally finished!

Picked it up and looked at it.

Looking quite satisfied.

"Professor Wang, can I exchange one with you?"

Next to her, Wang Jingyu saw Wang Qian put down the brush, guessing that Wang Qian had finished writing, and quickly spoke, her eyes full of longing, wanting to exchange the rolled-up calligraphy work in her hand for the one in Wang Qian's hand. One piece.

However.

Cui Wenfeng also quickly said: "Professor Wang, trade with me, trade with me! I owe you two favors. If you need my help in the future, I will be on call!"

Several people have some appreciation for calligraphy works.

So, they all know that the calligraphy text written by Wang Qian in this work of Tian Jing Sha Qiu Si seems to have more charm and looks more pleasing to the eye. It must be a better work, not to mention that it is still a The first new lyric work is even more valuable.

Because, the only one is worth more.

Rare things are more valuable.

Qin Han: "Professor Wang, do you remember that I was the first to turn around for you? Change with me"

Liu Junhua: "Professor Wang, we are colleagues of Yangyin. For the sake of our colleagues, switch with me. I owe you a favor."

The four people immediately started fighting.

The host Daji said slightly weakly: "Four teachers, Professor Wang, look, I am the only one who does not have Professor Wang's work here. Can Professor Wang give me this work? I am also a fan of Professor Wang. , I like Wang Qian’s calligraphy and have always wanted to collect a piece of Professor Wang’s work.”

Daji looked at Wang Qian sincerely.

However, at this moment, Zhou Qinghua's voice appeared in Daji's ears: "Stop talking, Wang Qian's girlfriend has brought someone to get it, so stop fighting!"

Daji's expression was obviously stunned.

Wang Qian also gradually came back to his senses at this moment. He woke up from the artistic conception just now. He took a look at the calligraphy and was very satisfied with it.

Not inferior to the calligraphy of the top thin gold-style calligraphy master in China that he had seen in his previous life.

It is impossible for him to give away such a commemorative work.

So.

Wang Qian said apologetically: "Guys, I'm so sorry, I think I have collected this work myself."

The four instructors all had regrets on their faces. They knew they had already obtained a piece of work and wanted something better. They were really greedy.

Liu Junhua smiled and said: "Then next time I will definitely go to Professor Wang's place to sit and observe this work. I think this is a master-level calligraphy work."

Wang Qian smiled and said: "Brother Hua is too praised!"

Wang Jingyu looked pitiful.

Cui Wenfeng and Qin Han didn't say anything anymore. They just quickly put away the works they got and then thanked Wang Qian.

Cui Wenfeng: "I am already satisfied with this calligraphy by Professor Wang. I will definitely frame it when I go back and treat it as a family heirloom."

There was a lot of laughter at the scene, thinking that Cui Wenfeng was joking.

In fact, this was Cui Wenfeng's innermost thoughts. He really wanted to take it back and collect it as a family heirloom.

Because, he believes that Wang Qian will definitely achieve amazing things in the future, and he will definitely become a great writer of a glorious era in history, and his works will also become literary collections with historical value!

One hundred and eighty years later.

It might be worth a lot of money.

A few hundred years later.

It cannot be said that it is a very popular collection of cultural relics!

Cui Wenfeng feels that it is more meaningful to leave such an artistic value to future generations!

Qin Han smiled and said: "Thank you Professor Wang, I like it very much"

As he spoke, Qin Han glanced at the Tianjingsha in front of Wang Qian from time to time.

Wang Jingyu came up and gave Wang Qian a hug: "Thank you"

Wang Qian patted Wang Jingyu on the shoulder and expressed his gratitude.

The atmosphere at the scene became harmonious and lively.

The applause also sounded like thunder.

The host Daji quickly adjusted his mentality, entered the hosting mode, and said loudly: "I didn't expect that I could see such a high-level live calligraphy creation here today. I think this is the best moment in my hosting career. The most glorious moment so far! And I feel like this show and I have suddenly become more prosperous.”

At this time.

Murong Yue, Jiang Yu, Zhao Wei, and He Fulin walked up from the entrance.

Everyone was a little stunned.

Then, Murong Yue and Jiang Yu came over to support Wang Qian's arms and walked off the stage.

Zhao Wei and He Fulin smiled at everyone, but did not express anything like Jiang Yu and Murong Yue. After smiling and greeting, the two carefully put away Wang Qian's Tian Jing Sha Qiusi and followed Wang Qian in front. Qian left together.

The host said at this time: "Professor Wang was a little tired, so his band came to take him down to have a rest, so as not to affect his subsequent performances! We still thank Professor Wang for bringing us such a wonderful calligraphy performance , let us know the wonderfulness of Chinese studies and how beautiful our Chinese cultural heritage is. I have the urge to practice calligraphy."

"Thank you Professor Wang!"

Warm applause broke out again.

The four instructors also applauded Wang Qian, then returned to their seats, and displayed the calligraphy works they received from Wang Qian on the table in front of them.

The camera also gave a close-up!

Applause broke out again.

The four instructors were all smiling. They were obviously very satisfied with the work and liked the work they got.

Zhou Qinghua was also full of excitement and anticipation at this moment, and asked He Dongming who was walking over: "How are the ratings data?"

He Dongming was also excited and said with a smile: "Director Zhou, don't you dare think about how exaggerated the current ratings are!"

Several leaders of the program team looked at He Dongming expectantly.

Zhou Qinghua couldn't wait to say: "Stop talking nonsense and tell me quickly, what time!"

He Dongming chuckled: "It was just after 9 o'clock, setting a record in the past ten years!"

The entire program team was silent when they heard this data, but everyone flushed with excitement.

Zhou Qinghua clenched his fists tightly!

Everyone is excited.

Because, they know, this is not the end of tonight!

Later, there will be performances that everyone is looking forward to even more.

Tonight, they are going to create a variety show ratings miracle.

Or.

It can be said that it is a miracle in ratings!