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Wang Qian faced everyone's gaze and said calmly: "That's what happened. I just decided this morning and only informed Director He. I didn't expect Professor Li to know about it."
Li Xiyan looked at He Chaohui and smiled: "That's what Director He told me, suggesting that I persuade the National Orchestra to cooperate with Professor Wang's performance. Although I have retired, I can still speak. If Professor Wang's If you can show me the symphony score first, I will go to the orchestra to discuss it with them."
Lin Xizhan and the others were silent. They knew that this was a matter involving Li Xiyan and Wang Qian in the music field. They, literati, could not say anything, but they were slightly expecting and surprised in their hearts.
They have regarded Wang Qian’s status in the field of literature as being at the level of a dean, but Wang Qian’s status in the field of music and art is already a dean around the world.
It’s already a level higher!
All at once.
Some of the obsessions in the minds of Lin Xizhan, Wencang Jian, and Xue Zhenguo, who were pure scholars, have become a lot lighter. In particular, most of the thoughts of wanting to test Wang Qian have disappeared.
What you care about, others may not care about...
Wang Qian looked at Li Xiyan and shook his head: "Sorry, Professor Li, I haven't written the score yet. However, I have been thinking about this piece of music in my mind for several years, and recently I have a complete feeling. In the evening I will take some time to write out the music and I should be able to hand it over to you tomorrow."
Li Xiyan stared at Wang Qian with wide eyes, just like He Chaohui just now: "So, you didn't even write the score?"
Wang Qian nodded calmly: "Yes, to be precise, I didn't write a word."
Li Xiyan was silent for a moment. If it had been anyone else, he might have walked away, because the other party must have been playing tricks on him.
However, in the case of Wang Qian, he thought silently for a moment before he said seriously: "Then I am looking forward to Professor Wang's masterpiece."
He didn't say anything else, because he knew that Wang Qian, who had been fighting all the way out of the world, must know his current situation better than him, so there was no need to say anything else, just wait for the work.
Wang Qian said confidently: "Professor Li will not be disappointed."
Seeing that the atmosphere was a little depressed, Fumikura Ken said: "Professor Wang, your works have caused a sensation in the island countries. Especially the book Romance of the Three Kingdoms, many people are studying it, and I have also read it. Twice, it’s really a masterpiece. I heard that many people hope that this novel can be translated into Japanese and introduced to the island country, so that everyone can read it.”
Wang Qian smiled and said: "This depends on how the publishing house from the island country comes to discuss it. I think there won't be any big problems."
Wen Cangjian nodded and said: "Yes, for such an excellent work, I think the publisher will definitely show sincerity that will satisfy Professor Wang. The Three Kingdoms is over, does Professor Wang have any new works coming out? After reading Professor Wang's Three Kingdoms, I I no longer have any interest in other novels. Compared with the Three Kingdoms, all contemporary novels seem unpalatable."
Several other people also looked at Wang Qian with expectant expressions.
Even Lin Xizhan is looking forward to it. He also likes the book Three Kingdoms. Naturally, he hopes that Wang Qian can continue to write another similar novel with the style and writing style of Three Kingdoms. Then he will definitely read it and support it. .
Wang Qian said uncertainly: "It depends on the time, and I'm not sure. I do have a few novel ideas, but they may be different from the style of the Three Kingdoms."
Wen Cangjian, Lin Xizhan, Li Xiyan, and Xue Zhenguo all had a flash of disappointment in their eyes.
As masters of traditional Chinese culture of the older generation, we all absolutely love the wonderful historical romance novels of the Three Kingdoms, which are half-literary and half-literary, and each word is exquisite.
If it were in another style, they might not like it so much.
Xue Zhenguo looked at Wang Qian and said: "Professor Wang, when you come to Beijing this time, when will you give a lecture at Peking University? We at Peking University are already making preparations."
Everyone stared at Wang Qian, looking forward to his answer.
Lin Xizhan and Wen Cangjian came to the capital for Wang Qian's lectures at prestigious schools such as Beijing University and Shuimu.
In the music and art class, they just stopped by to have a look and cheer for Wang Qian.
Wang Qian thought for a while and said: "As for the time, I'm not sure now. Let's wait until Yang Yin's lecture is over. But don't worry, I will definitely do everything I can do when I come to the capital this time. So I won’t have any trouble later, so I’ll take care of your invitations from Jingda and Mizuki this time.”
Xue Zhenguo: "Then if you come here to give continuous lectures this time, will it affect your state? Do you want to take a longer break? You have also seen that Mr. Wen Cangjian and Mr. Lin have come to the capital, as well as many others from all over the country. Representatives of Chinese culture masters from all over the country, even from various Asian countries, will come, and you will be under great pressure to give lectures. ”
"Your lectures at Yangyin University are facing pressure from the world's music and art circles. However, your lectures at Beijing University and Mizuki University are also facing the same pressure, so it is best not to make any mistakes."
Xue Zhenguo said it was more serious.
However, several people present knew that this was the truth.
Xue Zhenguo made it clear to Wang Qian in advance that he was responsible for Wang Qian.
Wang Qian looked indifferent and leaned on the sofa and said: "Don't worry, Professor Xue, I know it well. If something uncontrollable happens during my lecture, it's because my skills are not as good as others. It's nothing."
Seeing how relaxed Wang Qian said it, several people looked at Wang Qian carefully and found that Wang Qian was telling the truth and he really didn't care about it, so they all laughed bitterly.
They all know that Wang Qian has achieved historic achievements in many fields, so naturally they don’t care so much about Chinese literature and everything is casual...
Lin Xizhan smiled and said: "Professor Wang's mentality can truly make great progress. This is something I only realized more than ten years ago."
A few people nodded after hearing this.
The more you care about it, the harder it is to get it.
Lin Xizhan completely retired and retired to seclusion more than ten years ago. He did not care about worldly affairs and concentrated on practicing calligraphy and studying. He was originally a master of calligraphy, but he went one step further and became the first person in running script in the South. In the entire field of Chinese running calligraphy, he can be compared with Compared to this, there is only another calligraphy master in Beijing.
At this time, Qianyu Zhenzhu brewed the tea, brought it up elegantly, placed the tea tray in the middle, and said softly: "Everyone, please drink tea. This is the most unforgettable tea I have ever seen since I made tea. ”
Qianyu Zhenzhu gently handed cups of tea to several people. The first one was not given to Lin Xizhan, nor to his teacher Wen Cangjian, but to Wang Qian: "Professor Wang, please drink. Tea! ”
Wang Qian smiled without being pretentious. He took it with both hands and took a sip. He only felt a warm current entering his stomach, leaving a scent in his mouth. Then another scent of tea overflowed from his stomach and went straight into his mouth. The top of his head made him feel refreshed and energetic, and all the fatigue of the past few days seemed to be swept away.
Wang Qian immediately praised: "Good tea, it is indeed the best Dahongpao. Thank you Professor Li."
Others also held teacups and took a slow sip.
Lin Xizhan said: "I got one hundred grams of this top-quality Dahongpao twenty years ago. It took me ten years to finish it. I have been thinking about it all these years. I didn't expect that I would drink it immediately when I came to the capital this time. , it’s really good tea.”
Wang Qian smiled and said: "If Mr. Lin likes it, I will transfer the remaining tea to Mr. Lin later."
Lin Xizhan shook his head: "A gentleman will not take away someone's love. Forget it. I drank it back then. Forget it. Leave some regrets and your life will be more perfect. By the way, Professor Wang, the work that Zixin gave you yesterday , have you read it? How do you feel about it? After Zixin read your work a few months ago, I have been thinking about it and asked you for advice."
Yan Zixin, who was sitting behind Lin Xizhan, stood up, smiled slightly at Wang Qian, and said: "Professor Wang is the number one person in ancient poetry today and the only master of calligraphy. If he can get Professor Wang's guidance, he will be the best master of calligraphy." It’s an honor that will last a lifetime.”
Wang Qian shook his head lightly and said with a smile: "Zixin is a disciple of Mr. Lin. I am far beyond Mr. Lin's attainments in running calligraphy. I don't have much to offer in terms of calligraphy. Zixin's running calligraphy is already quite good, and It has its own style, and the ancient poem "Yijianmei" is also a rare masterpiece in modern times."
Wen Cangjian, Li Xiyan, and Tao Zhishan all glanced at Yan Zixin. It was a rare thing for Yan Zixin to be praised by Wang Qian. It can only be said that Yan Zixin is indeed Lin Xizhan's close disciple. In the future It is indeed possible to carry forward the legacy of Hong Kong’s traditional Chinese culture.
Yan Zixin said with shame: "Professor Wang has given too much praise. I wrote the poem "One Cut Plum" after reading Professor Wang's "One Cut Plum" for many times, and I was inspired to write it. Compared with Professor Wang's "One Cut Plum", it is much different. ”
She knows that the Yi Jian Plum she wrote is at most on the same level as the Yi Jian Plum written by Xiao Dongmei last time. It can be regarded as a masterpiece in contemporary times, but in ancient times it can only be regarded as a low-quality work.
Compared with Wang Qian's "Yijianpengmei" which can be said to be a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation, there is a huge gap between heaven and earth.
And she still handed over her works to Wang Qian for advice, since she really wanted to get Wang Qian's guidance so that she could further her ancient poetry attainments.
Wang Qian did take a closer look at Yan Zixin's ancient poem Yi Jian Mei. With his current vision and attainments, a little comment and analysis helped Yan Zixin improve.
After commenting a few sentences, Wang Qian said: "The fact that you can write works of this level shows that you have been focusing on the study of ancient poetry for a long time. If you can continue to persevere in the future, I think you will be able to write more works sooner or later. Good work."
There are very few people in the contemporary era who can focus on studying ancient poetry.
This is also the most important reason why it is difficult to produce good works of ancient poetry.
If no one learns it, there will naturally be no works.
Yan Zixin stood up and bowed solemnly to say thank you: "Thank you Professor Wang for your advice. Zixin will definitely keep it in mind..."
Several other people looked at Wang Qian, expecting Wang Qian to continue to say something, such as an improvisation or something on the spot. If the work is not inferior to Wang Qian’s previous ancient poetry works, then they Today's gathering will become a legend in the future.
Literati, that's all they care about, and what they pursue is the opportunity to be remembered in history.
However, Wang Qian kept silent.
Funcang Ken said directly: "I have studied all of Professor Wang's ancient poetry works in the island country. Each of them is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation and will be passed down for thousands of years. I have always regretted that I was not able to witness Professor Wang's masterpieces with my own eyes. Come out. I wonder if Professor Wang has any good works recently?"
Li Xiyan's eyebrows twitched, and he picked up the tea cup and took another sip of the best tea. Knowing that his junior brother was from the island country after all, he couldn't help but be slightly provocative when facing Wang Qian.
Wen Cangjian studied under the master of Chinese traditional culture and has been maintaining Chinese culture since returning to China. However, he is an island native at heart. He has heard some of Wang Qian's legends and wanted to ask for advice in person this time.
Even though Ken Bunkura has not personally participated in the disputes between the two countries in the cultural field in recent years, many of his disciples and students have participated, and he has not blocked or banned it.
So, in fact, Funcang Jian also hopes that the island country can gain the upper hand in this regard, and even if it can become a true Chinese cultural orthodoxy, it will be the best.
However, the emergence of Wang Qian made the so-called orthodoxy of Chinese culture between the island country and the stick country unnecessary.
Because, in the face of Wang Qian's absolute strength and talent, they are all powerless.
The ancient poems that were handed down from generation to generation, as well as the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, which was comparable to the four famous works, made the literary circles of the island country and the country lose their voice collectively.
Another island nation, Wen Zong, came to the capital to expose Wang Qian's disguise.
And Wen Cangjian also had the idea to personally verify whether Wang Qian was true.
Wang Qian still smiled indifferently when facing Wen Cangjian's question. He leaned back on the sofa easily, took a sip from the tea cup, and said softly: "I have been busy with other things recently and have no time to read ancient poetry. So, does Mr. Wen Cang Ken have any masterpieces that we can all take a look at? I have long heard that his achievements in Chinese calligraphy and ancient poetry are unparalleled in the island country, and he is one of the three true literary schools. Is it true today? Are you lucky enough to meet me? ”
For any master of Chinese studies, calligraphy must be one of his specialties.
After all, the introduction to learning Chinese studies is to practice calligraphy, because this is the best way to polish your mind.
If it is difficult to achieve success in calligraphy, unable to stand up, and impatient, then there will be no achievements in other aspects, and the teacher will expel them early and let them change careers.
Each of the ancient calligraphy masters practiced for decades. At the same time, they actually made considerable achievements in the field of literature, but they did not reach the level of those handed down literary giants, so they were covered up and ignored.
Funcang Ken represents the literary world of the island country, so when faced with Wang Qian’s question, he did not refuse or give in. He smiled and said: "In front of Professor Wang, I dare not say a masterpiece. This time, I do have a humble work that I hope will be praised. Get face-to-face advice from Professor Wang! ”
Wang Qian immediately stood up and extended his hand to invite: "Mr. Wen Cangjian, please."
As the hostess, Qin Xuerong immediately placed the prepared pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk in the living room.
Lin Xizhan, Li Xiyan, Tao Zhishan, Xue Zhenguo, and Zhao Shuren all stood up one after another, standing aside with serious and expectant expressions, looking at Wen Cangjian and Wang Qian.
This is the collision between the masters of Chinese and Japanese Chinese studies.