Debut After Eight Years Chapter 122

you?

Dielianhua?

The key words are all written on the blackboard.

More than 2,000 eyes of the audience focused on this again.

Looking forward to Wang Qian's next performance.

Wang Qian is now setting himself a role!

And, a performance.

A talented young literary author.

A young literary author who was embarrassed by some old predecessors in the literary circle, and then wrote an ancient proposition!

character!

Gentle, modest and prudent, low-key and unassuming, but with pride and self-confidence in the bones.

Wang Qian looked calm, turned his back to more than 2,000 people in the audience, facing the blackboard, holding his hands behind his back, thinking, his body motionless.

Everyone naturally thought that he was thinking, and was stumped by this proposition composition.

Many people are relieved!

This guy!

Looks like it's finally behaving normally?

Is it the right thing to be stumped?

If such a propositional composition is written right away, even if the writing is not very good, it only needs to be neat and clear, and it is already awesome.

Guo Zhuangzhuang breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on his face, and said softly: "After all, I am still stumped!"

He wants to say you still can't...

However, he felt that he was not qualified to say this.

If Wang Qian couldn't do it anymore, his talent in ancient poetry was also a few blocks away from him.

This proposition composition is indeed too difficult!

He didn't even have the qualifications to be asked by others.

Jiang Xing whispered: "It's really too difficult! Pure on-site creation has to be restricted by propositions. If this is done, his literary talent and literary thoughts will be comparable to those of ancient writers!"

They have only seen this kind of thing in those ancient literary legends and stories, and the protagonists are all great writers who have left their names in history, and they have written masterpieces that have been passed down through the ages.

If Wang Qian completed this proposition here.

Then, it can almost be compared with the great writers who have left their names in the ancient history!

All of them present will be witnesses of history.

but.

Currently watching.

Wang Qian seemed to be stumped.

Thinking.

The scene was also quiet.

Everyone present knows that this is extremely difficult.

No one bothered Wang Qian's thinking.

Unless, Wang Qian gives up by himself!

Xu Xiaoxiao said to Xu Wenwen: "Sister, the people in your school are really bad. Deliberately keep Professor Wang from coming to stage!"

Xu Wenwen was silent.

Qin Xuerong's eyes were very worried, and she looked at Wang Qian's back, standing there quietly thinking with great distress, wishing to go up and take over all of this on behalf of Wang Qian.

Many young students are also very sympathetic to Wang Qian.

It's really hard!

It's not ashamed to write it.

Ten minutes have passed!

There have been some small comments in the quiet scene.

"Actually, Professor Wang doesn't have to be strong. It's fine if you can't write it. Who can write such a difficult proposition as an ancient word in modern times?"

"That is, why do you want to force it? It's not embarrassing if you can't write it."

"Now that no one can match that couplet, he happens to be unable to write this butterfly love flower, so it's a tie."

Chen Xiangdong, Jiang Xing, Cao Wenfang, Fang Guoshu and others all secretly breathed a sigh of relief!

They were really afraid that Wang Qian would write a piece of work after a few strokes.

Then they really have nothing to say, they can only bow their heads and admit defeat!

Otherwise, if anything else, it would be really shameless.

fine……

Look at Wang Qian's appearance.

It seems to be stumped.

Fang Guoshu glanced at Chen Xiangdong.

Chen Xiangdong immediately understood and stood up and said, "Professor Wang, if you are embarrassed, it is better to stop here for the time being. How about? When you have inspiration in the future, you can send out the written work?"

Chen Xiangdong thought of giving Wang Qian a step down.

This matter will stop here.

Both sides made each other uncomfortable.

Even if it's even!

No one wins or loses!

Wang Qian heard what Chen Xiangdong said.

but.

He did not look back.

There was no reply.

Instead, he suddenly picked up the chalk and wrote on the blackboard.

There was an exclamation from the audience immediately!

"Professor Wang has started writing."

"He thought about it?"

"I thought about it in ten minutes, so powerful?"

"Director Chen wants Professor Wang to admit defeat. Obviously, Professor Wang will not admit defeat like this."

"expect!"

"Look at..."

Chen Xiangdong was embarrassed for a while, thinking that Wang Qian was focused on thinking and did not hear his own words. He smiled to cover up his embarrassment, then sat down again and whispered to Tang Hepeng, "Now, my director's face is lost. ."

Tang Hepeng ignored Chen Xiangdong and stared closely at Wang Qian and the words on the blackboard.

Lu Chunhu watched Wang Qian's words closely with his eyes, and said in a low voice: "With just one hand of calligraphy, Wang Qian is enough to become a generation."

Cao Wenfang was surprised: "He really thought of it?"

Fang Guoshu didn't speak, but looked at the words written by Wang Qian with his eyes.

Many people in the back read every word written by Wang Qian.

Dielianhua.

"Leaning on dangerous buildings, the wind is fine."

"Looking very sad in spring, gloom grows into the sky."

"In the afterglow of grass-colored smoke."

"Who will rely on the fence without words."

The voice is getting louder and louder.

Read it here.

More than a thousand students in the back followed.

Everyone's voice revealed a hint of excitement.

Because when they read it here, they have already seen that this is a good piece.

They are witnessing the birth of a piece of literary history!

Chen Xiangdong and Cao Wenfang, Fang Guoshu and others in the front row looked solemn.

Rhymes, right, the poem is indeed Dielianhua.

Wang Qian's chalk didn't stop, it seemed to be like a fountain of writing, and his writing fingers were swift with a hint of excitement.

"I plan to drunk madness."

"Song of wine, strong music is still tasteless."

"The belt is getting wider and I won't regret it."

"Being haggard for Yixiao."

When Wang Qian's chalk stopped.

When the audience read the last sentence together!

Everyone's heart felt like a spring thunder was thundering, and their heads were blank for a while, with only buzzing roars.

The last two sentences!

It's really poking!

The belts are getting wider and he won't regret it.

People haggard for Yixiao!

How many people's voices were written?

The audience fell silent for an instant.

Thousands of people stared at the text on the blackboard.

Wang Qian finally put down the chalk at this moment and turned to face everyone.

Still elegant and gentle.

Still smiling.

Still confident with a deep pride.

Wang Qian looked at everyone and said softly: "This poem was not created by me purely on-site. I was just recalling some of my previous thoughts and phrases, combining and recreating. It took ten minutes to come up with it. This work should barely meet Chairman Fang's requirements, right?"

"Yes, it might be a bit slow, sorry!"

These words!

It sounds like old Versailles.

Every work comes out in ten minutes, is it slow?

Many people have a sense of self-confidence after hearing this.

Everyone can hear it. Wang Qian expressed some dissatisfaction in these words.

But no one can be angry!

Even Fang Guoshu and Cao Wenfang were not angry with Wang Qian.

This kind of talent breaks through the horizon!

How are they angry?

and!

Today Wang Qian was humble and decent throughout the whole journey.

Even if it is so difficult.

Never said a bad thing.

Still working hard to do it!

One last complaint!

Not too much?

Fang Guoshu smiled bitterly, knowing that he lost a bit of face today.

but.

In the face of this kind of talent, it is not shameful to lose face!

Fang Guoshu first patted his palms lightly and applauded!

Cao Wenfang immediately followed and applauded.

Jiang Xing, Chen Xiangdong, Tang Hepeng and others also applauded together.

The professors and teachers behind Bai Hua also applauded together.

The students joined in the excitement and applause.

Xu Xiaoxiao, Xu Wenwen, and Qin Xuerong all stood up together.

Liu Shengnan also stood up!

Guo Zhuangzhuang also had to stand up with the people around him, and reluctantly clapped together!

this time.

Not just all the students behind stood up.

Even the professors and teachers in the first few rows, as well as the famous alumni of the school leaders, all stood up and applauded.

More than two thousand people stood up in black and a large area.

The applause rushed in all directions like thunder.

Wang Qian stood on the podium and accepted all these praises calmly!

As if he should have been.

Look at each other with more than two thousand pairs of eyes.

Wang Qian didn't have any pressure, still with an elegant smile on his face.

The applause lasted more than ten seconds before it gradually stopped.

Everyone also sat down.

Wang Qian said at this time: "Well, today this class is over. Two hours later, I am tired from standing, everyone should go back to rest and get out of class is over!"

Bang bang ......

Applause sounded again for a while, this is the applause of farewell.

This exchange open class.

It's officially over.

The last song Dielianhua.

Wang Qian did not give any explanation.

Just wrote it out.

For all the school tyrants present.

Understanding is definitely only the most basic.

Whether you can understand the more meaning that can be represented depends on everyone's understanding.

get out of class officially ends.

but.

But no one left first.

The well-known alumni and school leaders of Zhejiang University in front were waiting for Wang Qian to come over to talk, so they didn't leave for the time being, they all wanted to have a few words with Wang Qian.

And none of the students in the back left, looking forward to the front one after another.

A tall girl in school uniform with long black hair and a tall figure ran from her seat to the podium, ignoring the strange gazes of many people around her, and a few people over Lu Chun Lake, came directly to the podium and handed her notebook. To Wang Qian, he respectfully said: "Professor Wang, can you sign me?"

The girl looked up, with big smart eyes on her delicate face, her eyes with admiration and inexplicable sentiment, she looked at Wang Qian without blinking.

Wang Qian nodded lightly, took the notebook, took out a pen prepared in advance from his suit pocket, and saw all his works written in the notebook, from the previously published quatrains to the Dielianhua just written. A lot.

Wang Qian looked at the girl in surprise.

The girl said slightly shyly: "I like every piece of your work, including songs and piano pieces, as well as all these literary works."

Wang Qian laughed: "Thank you, what's your name?"

The girl was surprised: "My name is Zhang Yuqi!"

Wang Qian quickly wrote a line in his notebook: Give it to Zhang Yuqi, a student of Zhejiang University-Wang Qian finished writing, and Wang Qian handed the notebook to Zhang Yuqi.

Zhang Yuqi took it with both hands and looked at it carefully. The more I looked, the more I liked it, the happier in my heart, and then couldn't help taking a step forward, spreading both hands and gently hugging Wang Qian.

Wang Qian didn't react at all, he was shocked, his body stiffly hugged by the other party, and he smelled a delicate fragrance.

"Professor Wang, I like you!"

When Zhang Yuqi was holding Wang Qian, she quickly said a word in Wang Qian's ear, then her face turned crimson, she turned around and ran off without daring to turn her head.

Sudden confession.

Only Wang Qian heard it.

The others did not hear.

A lot of eyes around were on Zhang Yuqi!

There is envy, there is disdain...

but!

Behind Zhang Yuqi, a large group of people flocked to the podium immediately, holding their own books, notebooks, or a piece of clothing, and wanted Wang Qian to sign it.

"Professor Wang, I want an autograph too, thank you."

"Professor Wang, I like your Dielianhua, can you write down the last two sentences for me and another word of encouragement? Thank you..."

"Professor Wang, can you sign a name on my clothes? I am a big fan of you."

"Professor Wang……"

Seeing, hundreds of students blocked the podium, and then everyone spontaneously began to line up, all wanting Wang Qian's autograph.

Wang Qian seemed helpless, but he couldn't turn around and left.

after all.

One has already been signed.

Other people can't ignore it.

I can only pick up a notebook or something and sign my name.

Later, Chen Xiangdong, Tang Hepeng, Cao Wenfang, Jiang Xing, Lu Chunhu, Guo Zhuangzhuang, Liu Shengnan and others did not leave.

Together, Chen Xiangdong and Jiang Xing put all the blackboards written by Wang Qian neatly, ready to take them back and keep them all, but Lu Chunhu has already said that they will take them back to study the calligraphy on them.

Then, they watched Wang Qian as if he was holding a fan meeting, busy signing autographs.

These schoolmasters, now all become like star chasers.

Hundreds of people lined up outside the auditorium!

Moreover, it seems that some people are continuing to join the team.

Chen Xiangdong looked at this as if there were more and more people, so he didn't know when it would end. He immediately used his identity and said loudly: "Classmates, Professor Wang is very tired. There is no time to sign everyone. So. There are only one hundred places! After one hundred students, there is no need to line up."

The students behind are very unhappy.

But seeing that it was the school leader who said it, they didn't dare to say anything.

Bai Hua consciously counted a few people, and drove away all the 100 students behind.

This one!

Wang Qian relaxed a lot.

Sign one by one.

"What's your name, classmate?"

"Xu Xiaoxiao!"

Wang Qian suddenly raised his head and looked at the smiling face in front of him, with some baby fat smiling faces. Shui Lingling stared at him with his eyes, as if he couldn't wait to swallow him with his eyes.

This look!

As an old scumbag, Wang Qian understood it at a glance.

This girl!

I may not be fascinated by myself in general.

Xu Xiaoxiao said softly: "Professor Wang, sign me again."

Wang Qian lowered his head and wrote his name in the notebook, and nodded: "Smile, you can ask me to sign it later instead of waiting in line."

Xu Xiaoxiao: "It's okay, I want to get your signature sooner."

Get the signature.

Xu Xiaoxiao didn't stop, and turned to find his sister Xu Wenwen.

Qin Xuerong, who was standing next to Wang Qian, felt very distressed. He held the water cup to Wang Qian's mouth, and whispered: "Drink some water, I've been talking for so long."

Wang Qian nodded, smiled at Qin Xuerong, and drank a sip of water.

Everyone present could see it.

Wang Qian has a girlfriend!

and.

Everyone is a smart person with a vision.

It can be seen at a glance that Qin Xuerong is not from an ordinary family.

The face value is very high, not lost to those who make their debut on the basis of face value, and the temperament is a few blocks away from the flow of flowers. At first glance, they are not ordinary people.

Many girls in line showed disappointed expressions!

Girlish feelings are always poetry.

Today, Wang Qian's perfect performance in this class almost captured the hearts of most of the girls attending the class.

The talent breaks through the sky, the looks are handsome, and the temperament is in line with their perfect imagination.

Almost, impeccable!

What they want, what they want to see.

Wang Qian has it all on him.

Plus the word of more gold.

It's so perfect that I dare not make it like that in those Marie Su idol dramas.

pity!

Seeing Qin Xuerong standing beside Wang Qian.

Several emotional girls shed tears on the spot.

It took a full half an hour.

It's almost finished.

"What's your classmate's name?"

"Liu Shengnan!"

Wang Qian smiled and looked up again.

Liu Shengnan stood in front of him, smiled mischievously, and looked at the notebook he handed to Wang Qian: "Professor Wang, sign me. From now on, I am also a fan of you. These are your songs. The work is really great and gave me some inspiration."

Wang Qian also smiled and shook his head without saying anything. Seeing Liu Shengnan's pure and flawless eyes and smile, he was less exhausted, so he wrote his name swiftly, and then handed it to Liu Shengnan.

Like other students, Liu Shengnan took his signature and left.

"Classmate, what's your name?"

"Yu Jingruo!"

Wang Qian's hand shook.

He looked up again.

I saw a deep memory.

The face like a born fairy appeared in front of him again.

Yu Jingruo even wore a school uniform, with a face without the slightest smell of human fireworks. He looked like a college student. A pair of eyes that seemed to see through the world blinked: "Professor Wang, sign me?"

Wang Qian avoided Yu Jingruo's eyes, lowered his head and quickly wrote his name, and asked curiously: "Why are you here?"

Yu Jingruo smiled and said, “I've set up an audition and will take classes here to enrich myself. We graduated together, and you are both professors. I can't be too bad.”

There was a scent of books on Yu Jingruo's body. He tilted his head and looked at Wang Qian, then looked at Qin Xuerong beside Wang Qin, and smiled: "Your girlfriend is so beautiful."

Qin Xuerong looked at Yu Jingruo and smiled: "Thank you, you are also very beautiful."

Yu Jingruo nodded gently to Qin Xuerong: "Thank you!"

After speaking, Yu Jingruo smiled at Wang Qian again, turned around freely and left, holding two books and the notebook signed by Wang Qian in both hands.

One hundred people, officially finished.

Wang Qian looked at Yu Jingruo's back, feeling a little distressed in his heart.

Qin Xuerong looked at Wang Qian carefully, and asked softly: "Do you know her?"

Wang Qian smiled, grabbed Qin Xuerong's hand, nodded and admitted: "Well, my college classmates chased me before."

Qin Xuerong was surprised: "She chased you?"

She had to be surprised.

Yu Jingruo was the first person of the opposite **** who surprised her a bit.

It's not how high the appearance is, no matter how high it is, it is similar to her and some people she has met.

Mainly, the temperament of Yu Jingruo is the most unique she has ever seen.

If you go to act as a fairy, the true performance will be perfect.

In her opinion.

Yu Jingruo is a woman with excellent temperament and appearance, there is no shortage of suitors, and her vision will be outrageous, and most people will not see it.

It is even more impossible to chase a man backwards!

Even though!

This man is Wang Qian who she likes.

She also felt that it was impossible for Yu Jingruo to do such a thing.

Fairies may like mortals.

However, fairies can never pursue mortals.

Wang Qian nodded slightly to express his affirmation. Yu Jingruo had indeed confessed to him back then, and then without much explanation, he looked at Chen Xiangdong who came by.

Qin Xuerong no longer asked these things about Wang Qian's past.

She didn't even ask about Wang Qian's divorce. She didn't even ask who Wang Qian's ex-wife was.

Because Wang Qian did not say.

She would not ask!

at this time.

Qin Xuerong looked at Chen Xiangdong and Fang Guoshu with bad eyes.

Just now, they deliberately embarrassed Wang Qian, and Qin Xuerong will not forget.

Wang Qian still had a smile on his face, as if nothing had happened, facing Chen Xiangdong's hand extended, he reached out to hold it, and then quickly released it.

Chen Xiangdong said to Wang Qian: "Professor Wang, I am an eye-opener today. I never thought that one's talents could overflow to such an extent. Talented, talented, that's how it is. Admire..."

Chen Xiangdong's face was full of admiration.

Tang Hepeng said: "Professor Wang, from now on, you have a place in the Chinese literary world! Today, I am completely convinced. These four works are all masterpieces."

Wang Qian said modestly: "Actually, Professor Tang praised it."

Fang Guoshu looked at Wang Qian and said solemnly: "Professor Wang, I was abrupt just now. I am here and want to invite you to join our West Lake Writers Association. What do you think?"

Wang Qian looked at Fang Guoshu and said with a smile: "Thank you, Chairman Fang, for inviting me personally. I will think about it."

Fang Guoshu didn't look angry, and said, "Okay, Professor Wang, please consider a seat carefully. I sincerely invite you."

Wang Qian thanked again: "Thank you! I am a little tired today, let's talk about it next time."

Fang Guoshu didn't say any more now, just nodded.

Jiang Xing came up and shook hands with Wang Qian: "Hello, Professor Wang, I really like your work."

Wang Qian didn't know Jiang Xing, nor had he seen his works, and said politely: "Hello, your works are also very good."

Several people chatted again.

I asked Wang Qian a few more questions about his Dielianhua.

Wang Qian answered one by one.

Then Fang Guoshu and Cao Wenfang left one after another.

Lu Chunhu is still asking Wang Qian about calligraphy: "Professor Wang, you practiced your calligraphy yourself? Didn't you learn from others?"

Wang Qian looked at the other party and replied, "Well, I figured it out by myself and practiced it. I just wanted to write a calligraphy that is different from running script and regular script, and it was like this in the end."

Lv Chunhu praised: "It really is a generation of everyone! I admire ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Wang Qian saw Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen waiting for him at the door, and immediately said goodbye to Chen Xiangdong: "Director Chen, then I will Goodbye, I'm a little tired for this class today, and I want to go back to rest. "

Chen Xiangdong looked around and saw that there were no more people left in the auditorium. He immediately said to Wang Qian, "Professor Wang, I have an idea, listen to it!"

Wang Qian was a little curious, not knowing what the other party was going to say, and nodded: "Director Chen, you say it."

Qin Xuerong looked at Chen Xiangdong with a wary expression.

Chen Xiangdong smiled and said: "Professor Wang, we all admire and recognize your talent today. You see, our students also like you very much. They also like your class very much. So, I want to send it to you. I invite you to be a guest professor at Zhejiang University. I hope you will come to our school to give lectures frequently when you have time."

Invite me to be a professor at Zhejiang University?

Wang Qian's heart was slightly shaken.

However, on the surface, it was calm.

Chapter end