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Things in the literary circle are rarely paid attention to by ordinary people.

Which writer published what collection of poems.

Which writer wrote what kind of humanistic novel.

Which writer lectures at which school.

These

Basically no one outside the circle pays attention.

Who has the most works in the literary circle now?

Whose work won the award?

No ordinary people pay attention!

Who is in the writers' association in your province or city? Who is the chairman of the Writers Association?

What works have the members of the Writers Association written?

Not many ordinary people know about it.

It seems that the literary circle and ordinary people have become two unrelated worlds.

Until Wang Qian appeared.

The literary circle has never received so much attention from so many people.

Guo Zhuangzhuang posted Xiao Dongmei’s work on Weibo and quickly received tens of thousands of likes, reposts and comments, and the data increased very quickly.

This is a level of enthusiasm that Guo Zhuangzhuang has never experienced before, and a level of attention that he has never felt before.

Before, his number of followers on Weibo was only a few hundred thousand, which he gained after five years of operation. In the circle of writers, it is already relatively high.

However, in just over an hour, his number of followers has increased by tens of thousands, which is more than he usually increases in more than a month.

Many, many people on Weibo are paying attention to the interaction between Wang Qian and Guo Zhuangzhuang on Weibo.

So, Guo Zhuangzhuang has caught a wave of popularity.

Tang Hepeng and Bai Hua were watching Guo Zhuangzhuang's Weibo together in the office.

After reading this poem, Yi Jian Mei!

A trace of surprise flashed in Tang Hepeng's eyes: "This graceful poem is very good! It is the best ancient poem I have ever seen, except for Professor Wang. Even among the many masterpieces in ancient times , it can be considered a first-rate work. Who did Guo Zhuangzhuang say it was written by?"

Bai Hua lowered his head and saw Xueman's Weibo and said hurriedly: "It's Xiao Dongmei! Xiao Dongmei, a professor of the Chinese Department of Shancheng University, graduated from the Chinese Department of Peking University with a Ph.D. ten years ago. I met her once."

In Bai Hua's mind, a woman who was as calm as water at all times appeared. She was not stunning at first glance, but she was definitely the type that impressed her. The more she thought about it, the more beautiful she became.

The only people of the opposite **** who could leave such a deep impression on him were Liu Shengnan and Xiao Dongmei.

Tang Hepeng's eyes lit up instantly: "Xiao Dongmei? Xue Zhenguo's student! It turns out to be her. This girl is one of the few truly pure literati. If it were her, it wouldn't be surprising. With her academic attitude, writing It’s normal to produce a work like this. That’s why Guo Zhuangzhuang is friends with her?”

Bai Hua asked: "What's wrong?"

Tang Hepeng smiled and said: "It's not that I look down on Guo Zhuangzhuang, I think Guo Zhuangzhuang is not worthy of being friends with her."

Bai Hua was stunned for a moment, then thought about it and nodded in agreement: "Indeed! Guo Zhuangzhuang is very selfish, likes to speculate, and does whatever it takes. Xiao Dongmei is very pure and concentrates on learning, so she can write such a work. If she had settled down a few more times, He must be a contemporary literary giant! I have seen many peers, and Xiao Dongmei’s talent ranks second.”

Tang Hepeng asked: "Who is the first?"

Bai Hua smiled and said: "Of course it's Professor Wang! The second is Xiao Dongmei, the third is Liu Shengnan!"

Tang Hepeng thought for a while and was noncommittal.

As the saying goes, literature is not the first.

Just

The works released by Wang Qian during this period have made the term "Wen Wu No. 1" uncontroversial.

Because!

Among contemporary literati, there really is no one who can write works of ancient poetry that can compete with him.

If we talk about novels and other literary fields, then they will definitely dare to talk to Wang Qian.

However, the field of poetry.

Everyone agreed with Tang Hepeng's last evaluation of Wang Qian.

The first person in the field of contemporary ancient poetry.

Tang Hepeng looked at Xiao Dongmei's works carefully and sighed: "It's a pity that Xiao Dongmei is a student of Lao Xue. It would be great if she was a student of our Zhejiang University."

There is a student named Xiao Dongmei.

Tang Hepeng can imagine that in a few years or decades, Peking University will definitely have another literary giant.

Xue Zhenguo will also become famous.

Zhejiang University?

At present, Zhejiang University has no chance.

Bai Hua whispered: "If Liu Shengnan didn't engage in music, he might not lose to Xiao Dongmei."

Liu Shengnan?

Tang Hepeng frowned slightly, sighed regretfully, and shook his head silently.

At that time, Liu Shengnan decided to leave Zhejiang University to obtain a doctorate in music after graduating from Zhejiang University. Tang Hepeng tried to persuade him several times, but to no avail, so he could only let him leave.

Tang Hepeng also believes that if Liu Shengnan can study hard in literature, he will have the opportunity to become a literary giant in the future.

It is as if she is now one of the leading divas in the pop music world.

Bai Hua thought for a while and whispered: "Professor Tang, what do you think if we keep Professor Wang at Zhejiang University? Isn't this ready-made?"

Tang Hepeng was stunned for a moment, then frowned slightly: "Lao Chen proposed it when Wang Qian gave a lecture last time, but Wang Qian refused because Lao Chen required that he must attend at least one class a semester, and Wang Qian said he didn't have time. He refused. Later, at a meeting, Lao Chen proposed to give Wang Qian an honorary professorship at Zhejiang University with no restrictions on class time and the same professor-level treatment, but the school leaders suppressed it."

"The school leaders believe that Wang Qian is too young and does not have enough qualifications. If Zhejiang University does this, it will become a joke within the circle."

Bai Hua chuckled: "You are too young again, haha, I have heard this word too many times."

Bai Hua wanted to join the Writers Association a few years ago, but Fang Guoshu refused, saying that Bai Hua was too young and would wait a few years.

Bai Hua clicked on Wang Qian's Weibo with an expectant look on his face: "Let's see how Professor Wang responds to Xiao Dongmei's song "One Cut Plum". In fact, Professor Wang's previous song "Drunk Flower Yin" is enough to surpass this song "One Cut Plum". . However, I think Professor Wang will not respond to Xiao Dongmei’s two works with one piece."

Tang Hepeng also stared at the computer screen.

Bai Hua: "Professor Wang has not replied yet."

Tang Hepeng picked up the brush and slowly wrote Xiao Dongmei's "One Cut Plum" with the thin gold style that he had practiced for a while.

Mountain city!

Guo Zhuangzhuang stood on the roof, watching Xiao Dongmei continue to stand in front of the desk and write calligraphy. The other party's concentrated and calm state seemed as if nothing had happened and he did not exist.

Guo Zhuangzhuang just wanted to leave here quickly. He picked up his phone and looked at it, and saw that Wang Qian hadn't responded yet.

Nearly half an hour passed.

His Weibo message has been forwarded and liked by more than 100,000 people, and the number of comments has exceeded tens of thousands.

"Dongmei, Wang Qian hasn't replied yet."

Guo Zhuangzhuang took the initiative to break the silence.

Xiao Dongmei did not speak, nor did she pay attention to Guo Zhuangzhuang. She just wrote one stroke at a time, concentrating on writing. When the paper was full, she put down the pen and said: "I heard that when Wang Qian was giving a lecture at Zhejiang University, He left behind a new type of calligraphy he created, called Thin Gold Style, right?"

Guo Zhuangzhuang nodded: "Yes, Professor Lu Chunhu admires it very much. I took the blackboard home and studied it for a while, and it has begun to take shape."

Xiao Dongmei put away the written words and spread a piece of white paper again: "If you still want to see me next time, bring a blackboard that Wang Qian has written on."

Guo Zhuangzhuang smiled bitterly: "Dongmei, please spare me. Now only the school and Professor Lu have it. But they all treasure it very much. Professor Lu and Director Chen even quarreled over this blackboard. Many calligraphers want to They borrowed it to look at, but Director Chen didn’t want to borrow it, so they went to school to look at it themselves.”

"Do you think I have the dignity to bring you a blackboard from school?"

Xiao Dongmei did not look at Guo Zhuangzhuang, looked at her handwriting, and said lightly: "Then you don't have to come to see me again."

Although Guo Zhuangzhuang felt a little regretful, he also felt a sense of relief.

Being a licker for more than a year.

Guo Zhuangzhuang finally recognized it clearly.

A woman like Xiao Dongmei cannot be handled by herself!

Not worthy.

Can't do it either.

Xiao Dongmei met him several times, but she didn't even look at him in the eyes many times.

If you don’t come, don’t come.

Guo Zhuangzhuang was silent and just wanted to leave quickly. He picked up his phone and looked at it again and found that Wang Qian had not replied yet.

I couldn’t help but think of it.

Is it possible that Wang Qian has no response to his work for the time being, so he is pretending to be dead and keeping silent?

Wang Qian released After Zuihua Yin.

Qin Xuerong was very happy after reading it, and then the two of them went to the bathroom to take a bath.

About an hour passed.

Both of them came out after they were so hungry that they had no energy left.

After all, I haven’t had breakfast yet.

Murong Yuedu downstairs shouted: "Qin Xuerong, do you want Jiang Jiang and I to starve to death?"

Qin Xuerong put on her clothes and went downstairs to cook with a blushing face.

Wang Qian also followed downstairs.

Murong Yue and Jiang Yu were both slumped on the sofa, scrolling through their phones, and saw the two of them going downstairs.

Murong Yuetong said without hesitation: "You two have had enough. You have been exercising for so long without eating in the morning. Jiang Jiang and I are going to starve to death. Qin Xuerong, hurry up and cook!"

Qin Xuerong felt guilty, so he didn't talk back to Murong Yue, lowered his head and quickly went to the kitchen to cook.

Wang Qian was too thick-skinned to ignore this level of teasing, so he naturally sat across from the two of them and asked, "Why don't you make some food yourself?"

Murong Yue: "Xiaoxue promised to take care of the food, and Jiang Jiang and I will only take care of the food."

Jiang Yu looked at Wang Qian and asked, "Don't you read Weibo?"

Wang Qian nodded: "I didn't look at it just now!"

Both of them turned red.

What was Wang Qian doing just now?

They all heard it.

This villa is too big and empty, so the sound insulation is average.

Of course, the main reason is that Qin Xuerong doesn't control his voice very well.

Jiang Yu moved his eyes away from Wang Qian and whispered: "Take a look. Just now, Guo Zhuangzhuang posted another piece. I think it's very good. You haven't replied for nearly an hour. Everyone. They all said you were scared."

Murong Yue: "I read Xueman and said that Guo Zhuangzhuang's works are Xiao Dongmei's works."

Jiang Yu nodded: "Well, it should be Xiao Dongmei. Guo Zhuangzhuang is just a deceitful person who steals his reputation. He will definitely not be able to write such a good work."

Murong Yue: "If you ask me, Wang Qian, please don't reply. Your song Drunk Flower Yin is enough in itself, and it is better than Xiao Dongmei's song Yijianmei!"

Dong dong dong

There was a knock on the door outside.

Wang Qian, Jiang Yu and Murong Yue were stunned.

Murong Yue shouted rudely to Qin Xuerong in the kitchen: "Qin Xuerong, there is a knock on the door. Is anyone coming today?"

Qin Xuerong replied loudly: "I don't know, go and open the door."

Murong Yue and Jiang Yu both sat there motionless, looking at Wang Qian at the same time!

Wang Qian was confused: "What do you think I am doing?"

Murong Yue: "You are Xiaoxue's boyfriend, and you are half the master. There are guests here, shouldn't you open the door?"

Wang Qian glanced at the two of them speechlessly, shook his head and smiled. Knowing that Murong Yue and Jiang Yu were deliberately looking down on him, he stood up and opened the door.

Wang Qian was stunned by the person standing at the door.

He thought it might be He Dongming, or maybe Zhao Wei and He Fulin.

After all, he didn't know many people in West Lake City, and the only friend who could come to his home was He Dongming.

But

I didn’t expect that.

As soon as the door opened, two beautiful girls who looked like twins stood at the door.

Xu Wenwen, Xu Xiaoxiao.

Xu Wenwen was wearing pink casual clothes. It was not as formal as the last time she came here. She lost the aura of a strong woman and looked more cute and youthful.

Xu Xiaoxiao, on the other hand, was wearing the school uniform of Zhejiang University and had a calm temperament. When she saw Wang Qian open the door, a blush appeared on her baby face, and then she quickly returned to normal. She looked at Wang Qian, smiled and bowed gently, and said : "Professor Wang, my sister and I are here to visit you and want to ask you some calligraphy questions. Sorry to bother you."

A trace of helplessness flashed in Xu Wenwen's eyes. She was dragged over by her sister. She was embarrassed to come over, but she said politely at this time: "Professor Wang, I am not disturbing you, are you?"

After Wang Qian was stunned for a moment, he quickly returned to normal, stepped back a bit, stretched out his hand and said: "Don't disturb me, you can come in. I just got up a while ago. I have nothing to do today, just rest. You are welcome to be my guest!"

This was not the first time for Xu Wenwen and Xu Xiaoxiao, but it was their first time to visit officially as guests. They changed into slippers when they entered, and when they saw Murong Yue and Jiang Yu, they said hello again.

Xu Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoyue, Jiang Jiang, hello!"

Xu Wenwen: "Hello."

Jiang Yu smiled and nodded without saying anything.

Murong Yue waved and shouted: "Xiaoxiao, Sister Wenwen, you are here, come and sit down."

Murong Yue stood up and pulled the two of them over to sit down.

We were all familiar with each other, so we quickly became familiar with each other and started chatting.

Wang Qian went to get some drinks and snacks and put them down, and was about to leave.

Xu Wenwen shouted: "Professor Wang, you can't leave."

Wang Qian: "It's okay. You guys chat first. I'll help Xuerong make breakfast. Let's have something together later. After we finish, we'll talk about calligraphy."

Xu Wenwen said hurriedly: "I would like to ask you about the piece Zui Huayin."

Then she took out a folder from her bag with a stack of papers in it, and unfolded the papers on the table.

Xu Xiaoxiao also said immediately: "And mine!"

She also took out a piece of paper and unfolded it. It was also written on it was Zui Huayin, which Wang Qian had just posted on Weibo.

Murong Yue and Jiang Yu came over and took a closer look.

Jiang Yu said softly: "They are all Wang Qian's thin gold body?"

Xu Xiaoxiao said: "Well, my sister and I wrote based on the video of Professor Wang's lecture at Zhejiang University and our Zhejiang Music School. I also borrowed home the blackboard that Professor Wang left at school last time."

Xu Wenwen: "The writing is not good, it's just a trick."

Wang Qian looked carefully and saw that the handwriting of both sisters was good.

Although, it is definitely not as good as someone like Wang Qian.

However, it is definitely an introduction.

In such a short period of time, you can learn a new calligraphy font.

The two sisters are very talented.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that they have practiced calligraphy for many years and have a profound foundation.

Wang Qian nodded: "It's well written. Is this why you came to me?"

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at Wang Qian: "Well, my sister and I like this song Drunken Flower Yin very much."

Xu Wenwen: "We have nothing to do at home, and we like the works you posted on Weibo. We came here to ask Professor Wang for advice on this piece and calligraphy."

Wang Qian commented slightly: "My handwriting is pretty good, just keep practicing more and you won't need me to write copybooks for you."

Xu Xiaoxiao said hurriedly: "We still need Professor Wang's copybook."

Xu Wenwen: "What about this piece? Professor Wang, how did you write such a graceful poem? It is completely from our female perspective. I couldn't believe it was written by you at first glance. Amazing."

Xu Wenwen looked carefully at the song "Drunk Flowers" again, and she loved it every time she read it.

After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves. There is no way to lose one's soul. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

It’s fascinating to read!

Wang Qian explained: "I am an actor!"

After a pause, Wang Qian smiled and said: "I can also play a woman."

Four pairs of eyes stared at Wang Qian and blinked.

Murong Yue asked doubtfully: "A boss in women's clothing?"

Wang Qian glared at Murong Yue: "Get out!"

Then, Wang Qian explained many details of this song Zuihua Yin.

Explain it to the four people present.

It's like turning on a small stove.

Both Xu Wenwen and Xu Xiaoxiao carefully wrote down everything Wang Qian said.

Especially Xu Wenwen, who is a lecturer in the Chinese Department of Zhejiang University, has planned to teach "Drunken Flower Yin" in class next week. Now that she can get an explanation from Wang Qian, the original author, she is more confident to give lectures. Not afraid of making people laugh.

After speaking for more than ten minutes, Wang Qian said: "That's about it"

Xu Xiaoxiao asked curiously: "Professor Wang, Xiao Dongmei posted another song "One Cut Plum" later, why didn't you reply?"

Xu Wenwen touched his sister with his arm and told her to pay attention when she spoke and not to mention this incident.

It has been about an hour since Guo Zhuangzhuang released his work, but there is still no movement on Wang Qian’s Weibo.

Many people in the literary circle believe that Wang Qian may not have any works for the time being, so they have remained silent.

This kind of thing is not uncommon. Just keep silent first, and then find some excuse to deal with it later, just to save face.

Xu Wenwen thought so too.

However, Xu Xiaoxiao didn’t think so.

She felt that Wang Qian definitely did not remain silent because he had no works.

Even if there is no work, a responsible person like Wang Qian will never remain silent and pretend to be dead. He will definitely stand up and speak clearly.

So, she asked, wanting to know the real reason.

Jiang Yu had a smile on his face.

Murong Yue laughed directly, then lay down on the sofa and giggled like a dove.

Both Xu Wenwen and Xu Xiaoxiao didn't know why, and looked at Murong Yue and Jiang Yu curiously.

Wang Qian was a little surprised. He ignored the smiles of Jiang Yu and Murong Yue and replied casually: "Oh? She wrote another song called Yi Jian Mei? I didn't see it. I was too busy at the time, so I didn't read it. Weibo, this is the time.”

Xu Wenwen's eyes widened: "You didn't see it? That's why you didn't reply?"

Murong Yue suppressed her laughter and said seriously: "Yes, he was very busy just now. Jiang Jiang and I can testify."

Wang Qian glanced at the two of them. These two guys were obviously teasing with bad intentions: "You don't need to testify. If you didn't read it, you didn't read it. If you didn't reply, you didn't reply. You won't lose any money."

Xu Xiaoxiao smiled sweetly.

She believed every word Wang Qian said.

She knew that Wang Qian was definitely not pretending to be silent because he had no works.

She believed that Wang Qian was not such a person.

Wang Qian took out his mobile phone, opened Weibo, looked at it, and said softly: "Let me take a look at this song Yi Jian Mei. Is the other party called Xiao Dongmei?"

Xu Wenwen nodded: "Well, Xiao Dongmei is a professor in the Chinese Department of Shancheng University. She graduated from the Chinese Department of Peking University with a Ph.D., and is a student of Professor Xue. She is in the same class as Xueman, the same Xueman who often interacts with you. It is said that Xiao Dongmei He is the most talented student in the Chinese Department of Peking University in more than ten years. He is also very low-key and rarely appears in public. He has published two poetry collections. ”

Xu Xiaoxiao: "I don't know how Guo Zhuangzhuang deceived Xiao Dongmei, and showed you Xiao Dongmei's works. He is really a villain."

Xu Wenwen: "However, I think Xiao Dongmei's "One Cut Plum" is still very good, and it is a rare good work in modern times."

Wang Qian was leaning on the sofa, casual and casual. He did not have the elegance and easy-goingness of a writer in the Zhejiang University class, nor the confidence and elegance of an artist in the Zhejiang Music class, nor the I am the world on the stage. The pride of the center is manic!

Xu Xiaoxiao suddenly felt that the distance between herself and Wang Qian seemed to be much closer, just like facing her good friend.

Wang Qian said nothing. He looked at his Weibo and found that there were many messages on Weibo.

"Why is Professor Wang silent? Please comment on Guo Zhuangzhuang's One Cut Plum. I think many people agree with it."

"Professor Wang, they all say you are cowardly, please say something."

"Professor Wang, where have you gone?"

"Professor Wang, where are we? Don't be cowardly."

"Professor Wang, Guo Zhuangzhuang said you were pretending to be dead."

"Professor Wang, some people say you have given up!"

Many of Wang Qian’s fans are basically ordinary people, so they are easily influenced, although they all support Wang Qian.

However, they are still affected by the comments of many so-called experts and scholars.

Wang Qian did not blame them for this.

This is inevitable.

They are also concerned about chaos.

He first went to Guo Zhuangzhuang’s Weibo to read the one-cut plum blossom posted by him.

Read it quickly!

Wang Qian couldn't help but admire in his heart.

Tell the truth.

If you don’t rely on copying.

Wang Qian felt that the other party’s talent was far superior to his own!

His appreciation ability is quite good. After reading it once, he knows that this work is a truly rare masterpiece in modern society. It is also a good work in ancient times. Even if it is not an eternal masterpiece, it is not far behind. There are too many, and there is a high probability that they will be passed down.

Anyway, he was in another world in his previous life, and he had never seen anyone write ancient poetry works of this level at that time.

Such work, such talent.

It must be praised.

Wang Qian posted on Weibo and said: "I'm sorry, everyone, I was delayed by something just now, so I haven't looked at Weibo, and I didn't reply immediately, which caused everyone to misunderstand. I'm sorry."

"The poem "One Cut Plum" by Xiao Dongmei, which Guo Zhuangzhuang wrote on his behalf, is very good and a rare masterpiece. To be honest, I was very surprised to see such a work appear. The author's attainments in graceful words put me to shame. ”

"For this reason, I cannot type or write this piece of work. This is disrespectful to Xiao Dongmei."

Finished.

Wang Qian sent it out.

Jiang Yu, Murong Yue, Xu Xiaoxiao, and Xu Wenwen did not gather around Wang Qian to look at his cell phone, which would be impolite.

But the four of them were holding their mobile phones and waiting for Wang Qian's Weibo to refresh information.

Ding!

The four of them saw Wang Qian’s new message at the same time.

Murong Yue and Jiang Yu haven't looked carefully yet.

Wang Qian put down his cell phone, stood up, his aura changed, and he exuded a domineering aura unique to literati, and said loudly: "Xiaoyue, Jiang Jiang, pen, ink, paper and inkstone are at your service!"

Murong Yue and Jiang Yu didn't think much. After hearing Wang Qian's words, they instinctively dropped their phones and ran to the inner room to get paper, brushes, ink, and inkstones.

Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen both looked at Wang Qian in surprise.

Xu Xiaoxiao: "Professor Wang, do you want to write it down?"

Wang Qian nodded: "Of course, write it down, take a video or photo and send it. This is my respect for her. To be honest, this song Yi Jian Mei is the most talented and graceful poem I have ever seen. . Be sure to chat with the author if you have the chance."

Xu Wenwen: "Xiao Dongmei's "Yijianpengmei" is indeed very good! It is slightly worse than Professor Wang's work, but several grades better than other contemporary works. I plan to have the opportunity to participate in the class next time Talk to the students.”

Murong Yue and Jiang Yu quickly ran back, and quickly placed pens, inks, paper and inkstones on the large desk next to them.

Xu Xiaoxiao quickly went over to help grind the ink.

Jiang Yu and Murong Yue laid out a piece of paper.

Xu Wenwen took out his mobile phone and turned on the video, adjusted the angle, and wanted to record this scene.

Wang Qian stood in front of the table, closed his eyes, and calmed down his momentum and emotions.

Xu Xiaoxiao and the four of them did not speak.

Those who grind ink continue to grind ink.

Jiang Yu and Murong Yue used paperweights to press the paper.

Murong Yue took the brush and handed it to Wang Qian with both hands.

Wang Qian naturally enjoyed the service of the four people. He reached out and took the brush handed over by Murong Yue, and then dipped it in the ink prepared by Xu Xiaoxiao.

Then, Wang Qian calmly spread the ink with his arms.

The brush moves quickly across the white paper.

One after another, thin gold text with a very personal style appears on the white paper.

A plum blossom!

Three words appear.

Everyone present had their pupils condensed.

Coming!

Coming!

He's coming!

At the same time, sisters Xu Wenwen and Xu Xiaoxiao secretly thought that it was true.

Guo Zhuangzhuang released the song Zuihua Yin for the first time.

Wang Qian also replied with a song called Zui Hua Yin, and it was several grades better than the opponent's Zui Hua Yin.

Then, Guo Zhuangzhuang released another song with great improvement, Yi Jian Mei.

Sisters Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen both speculated that Wang Qian might write a song with the same lyrics as Yi Jian Mei in response!

Now I see the words "One Cut Plum" appearing on the paper.

The two sisters looked at each other, smiled slightly, and looked expectantly in their eyes. Then they quickly looked at Wang Qian and the brush in his hand.

While Murong Yue and Jiang Yu were surprised, they were also a little used to Wang Qian's style, so they quickly felt relieved and just focused on looking at the words that gradually appeared on the paper!

The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade mat in autumn.

Easy to undress Luo Shang and board the orchid boat alone.

Who in the clouds sent me a brocade book?

When the wild goose returned, the moon was full on the west tower.

The four people's eyes widened as they watched the words appear one after another, and their breathing became much quieter.

After cooking the porridge, Qin Xuerong walked over wearing an apron and stood there quietly, holding a spoon in his hand and looking at Wang Qian without blinking.

Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen have a close family background, so they feel the most deeply.

This is the upper gate.

Let them be shocked!

Great!

Can't help but miss it.

However, I was afraid of disturbing Wang Qian.

So, both of them resisted their impulses and stared excitedly at the pen in Wang Qian's hand and every word Wang Qian wrote.

The flowers float and the water flows.

One place is lovesickness, two places are idle sorrow.

There is no way to eliminate this situation.

It's just a frown, but it's in my heart.

Huh

It wasn’t Wang Qian’s breathing.

It was a heavy breathing sound from the other five beauties at the same time.

Xu Xiaoxiao even covered her mouth, with a trace of tears trembling in her eyes. She was afraid that she would cry!

This poem.

It was written in her heart!

There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart!

Isn’t that how she’s been feeling lately?

Every day, Wang Qian's figure would constantly appear in her heart.

I miss him when I play the piano, I miss him when I write, I miss him when I eat, and when I sleep, I still dream about him.

Exactly what was written in this poem, Xu Xiaoxiao had the urge to cry after reading it, as if Wang Qian understood his heart.

Xu Wenwen's expression was also a little intoxicated, obviously attracted by the song "One Cut Plum".

Murong Yue, Jiang Yu, and Qin Xuerong are not literature students, but their literary literacy is not weak, and they all saw the extraordinary nature of this work at a glance.

Especially, as women, they feel that this poem Yi Jian Mei has truly touched their hearts!

Great!

Reading it is like reading your own thoughts.

Great!

Qin Xuerong held a spoon in the first song, but couldn't help his excitement. When he saw Wang Qian put down the brush, he rushed forward and hugged Wang Qian's neck. His voice was a little choked: "Written That’s great, hubby, I love you!”

Qin Xuerong felt that this song, Yi Jian Mei, was about her feelings when she fell in love with Wang Qian more than a month ago.

I see Wang Qian every day, but I can’t!

Murong Yue and Jiang Yu looked at the words on the white paper and were stunned for a while. They felt deeply in their hearts. They raised their eyes and looked at Qin Xuerong enviously, and then both of them smiled slightly and bitterly.

Wang Qian patted Qin Xuerong's shoulder, rubbed his randomly tied hair, took a deep breath of the smell between the hair, and said softly: "I love you too!"

Qin Xuerong's tears couldn't stop and started to fall down. He quickly wiped his tears and saw that Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen were still there. His face turned crimson: "I, I'm going to cook."

After speaking, Qin Xuerong hurriedly turned around and walked quickly to the kitchen.

Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen both woke up.

Xu Wenwen said with a trembling voice: "Professor Wang, do you want to publish this piece?"

Her tone was clear with respect, and there was even a hint of admiration in her eyes!

Seeing the release of such a piece that she liked very much had an indescribable impact on literature student Xu Wenwen. She is even now willing to kneel down and become a disciple of Wang Qian!

Wang Qian took a sip of water from the water glass on the table and nodded: "Well, send me the video and I will post it on Weibo."

Xu Wenwen nodded, added Wang Qian's WeChat account, and sent the video. Seeing that he was also Wang Qian's friend, he felt inexplicably proud!

Now she feels a little bit like her sister Xu Xiaoxiao.

And Xu Xiaoxiao had already taken two steps forward, gently put away the work written by Wang Qian, looked at Wang Qian expectantly and said: "Professor Wang, can you give me this calligraphy?"

Wang Qian nodded indifferently: "Okay, take it. I can't give you the copybook for the time being. If you and your sister want to see it, you can take a look at this first."

Xu Xiaoxiao showed a big smile and put it away carefully: "Thank you."

Wang Qian nodded and forwarded the video Xu Wenwen sent to him to his Weibo.