Debut After Eight Years Chapter 553

The moment when Lao Xie stood up and spoke Chinese!

The director of the program team quickly shouted in the background: "Notify the Chinese translation on the stage immediately, and perform simultaneous translation immediately!"

Because the protagonist of this live broadcast is Wang Qian, and Wang Qian is a native of China, although he also speaks fluent American English.

However, the program team is still prepared in advance. What should they do if Wang Qian speaks Chinese during the live broadcast?

Prepare for simultaneous translation in advance!

so.

The moment when the program director shouted.

All the audience in front of the TV heard the simultaneous translation and understood what Lao Xie meant.

It's just a pity that the simultaneous translation was not delivered to the lecture site.

This is the Juilliard School's rejection of the program team's arrangement, saying that there is no need for on-site simultaneous translation.

The people who came to the scene were all top music artists. Everyone claimed to be a top cultural person, and most of them mastered several languages. They felt that listening to the simultaneous translation on the scene was an insult to them...

As a result, some people who knew Chinese at the scene could understand it, but it was only a very small number. After all, Chinese is known as the most difficult language to learn in Europe and the United States, and there is almost no one.

There are very few Europeans and Americans who can master Chinese. Even among the many top European and American music artists on the scene, most of them have learned Chinese and only know a few everyday phrases. Only a few can really understand Lao Xie's words.

Dawson was rude and asked Taylor beside him, "Taylor, what did he say?"

Taylor translated, and finally said, "I know this old man."

Dawson was curious: "Oh? You know him? Who is he?"

Dawson knew that the Chinese that Taylor knew were not ordinary Chinese, but were definitely at the top of the Chinese circle in North America.

Taylor whispered: "He and my grandfather are friends. I met several times when I was a child. Now, our family still has some cooperation with their family. My father and his son often meet..."

Dawson nodded to show his understanding, but did not delve into it, it was enough to know that this was also one of the behind-the-scenes Chinese consortiums in North America.

The Chinese consortium in North America is more low-key than the Jewish consortium, and of course, the scale of development is far less than that of the Jewish consortium.

Dawson frowned and said, "So, does he want to talk to Professor Wang about literature?"

Taylor shook his head: "I don't know, but I know that this old man is a crazy Chinese scholar. There are many authentic works of ancient Chinese literature in his family, and he spent at least hundreds of millions of dollars for this."

A collection of hundreds of millions of dollars?

That's a lot!

Dawson said regretfully: "In this case, this music class is completely over! Max and the others may not be in a good mood now."

Both Taylor and Hoffman smiled.

Wang Qian started the path of preaching of the music masters, and they naturally didn't want Wang Qian's path of preaching to leave too many traces on the Juilliard School, so that the Juilliard School would get too many benefits.

And Max and other senior executives at Juilliard were really in a bad mood at the moment.

Of course, they most hope that Wang Qian can complete the journey of the entire music master's preaching at The Juilliard School, and leave the entire musical and artistic traces of the preaching in The Juilliard School, so the Juilliard School has hope in the future. Within a few decades, it has become a holy place in the field of Chinese and American classical music art.

pity…

It's over now.

When the conversation turned to literature, they knew it would never come back.

Several people from The Juilliard School looked back at Lao Xie, and their expressions were a little bad.

Lao Xie ignored the different looks around him, just looked at Wang Qian, and continued: "So, old man, I have the cheeky hope that Professor Wang can be here and leave a calligraphy for our Lao Xie family! I Willing to give Professor Wang anything..."

Lao Xie's words quickly spread all over the world.

Many people at the scene also understood, and those who did not understand were also asking the people around them, and soon they could vaguely understand the general meaning.

All of a sudden, the audience at the scene and all over the world were amazed and started talking.

The most explosive on the Huaxia social platform.

"This old Xie has a lot of face. In front of so many people, he asked Professor Wang for a pair of calligraphy? Does he not know the value of Professor Wang's calligraphy?"

"Last week, I heard that a rich man bought another piece of Professor Wang's calligraphy. The price for one of them was five million, but no one has sold it yet."

"Five million? Hehe, do you know about that picture? There were super rich people who offered 20 million to buy it, but they were all rejected."

"One thing to say, that piece of Xia Xing Xing is a real treasure. This is my favorite poem so far, no one. I read it every time I'm in a bad mood, and it's very refreshing to read!"

"As far as I know, the collection circle and the rich circle in China are all touting Professor Wang's works. But for Professor Wang's works, there is no less than 5 million, and those first orphans, tens of millions are normal. "

"Twenty million people want to buy the real work of Professor Wang's Xing Ke Xing? Dreaming! This work will definitely be a national treasure-level collection after a hundred years, and this post is proof!"

And the voice of the discussion on the scene is not small.

Murong Yue said unceremoniously, "If you want Professor Wang's calligraphy treasure, why should you give it to him?"

He Chaohui glared at Murong Yue: "Don't talk, this old Xie is not an ordinary person!"

Murong Yue snorted and stopped talking.

Sister Qin Xuerong and Qin Xuehong did not speak, because they generally knew the identity of this old Xie, perhaps the North American Xie family they knew.

This is a patriotic overseas Chinese family that has been providing assistance to China for decades.

At the beginning, the Qin family had some cooperation with the Xie family. Although there is very little cooperation now, there are also some contacts in private.

Therefore, Qin Xuerong and Qin Xuehong know that, as this old Xie, it is reasonable to ask for a painting of Wang Qian's calligraphy, it depends on whether Wang Qian is willing or not.

Behind.

Red and Elsa's eyes widened, full of envy and hatred.

Aisha: "God, does he want Professor Wang Qian's work so straightforwardly? If it were me, I would definitely not give it to him."

Reid sighed: "He should agree. Wang Qian is more tolerant to the Chinese. Unfortunately, we can't get this most meaningful masterpiece."

Aisha comes from an art collecting family, and she knows that on such an occasion, if Wang Qian wrote down any calligraphy, it would definitely be of great historical significance.

It is not only Wang Qian's masterpiece after conquering the world in North America, but also his literary masterpiece in the field of music and art that opened the way for a music master to preach!

Either of these two meanings is enough to engrave this work on the history book, so that future generations will know it.

And now the two important meanings are merged together, it has great representative significance!

It's hard to say, this is the national treasure-level collectible that both Elsa and Red desire...

The eyes of the two of them were a little red, and they stared at the back of Lao Xie who was standing in front.

They know that once this kind of treasure collection falls into the hands of the Xie family, they cannot buy it back with money, which means that it will never have anything to do with them.

The two have a sense of loss that the whole world has been lost.

Christine and Green and others were also disappointed.

Green: "I thought I would have a chance to get a piece of Professor Wang's work."

Christine: "I would also like to have a copy of his calligraphy and painting works. I learned from Huaxia that he is now the greatest contemporary calligrapher and writer in Huaxia, as well as the greatest music artist... His works, all It's a collectible that a lot of people are looking for.”

"Of course, I don't care how much his work is worth, I just want to have a copy of his work."

Green nodded: "Of course, so do I! If I can, I'm willing to buy his work for ten million dollars."

Both are people who don't care about money.

It's a pity that they know that even if they spend money, they can't buy Wang Qian's truly representative works.

Their eyes looked towards the front, also full of longing.

Many discerning rich people and celebrities on the scene watched this scene with envy, and they all longed to have a pair of Wang Qian's works in their private collections.

Wang Qian on the podium stretched out his hand and tapped his fingers on the table gently, looked at Lao Xie, and asked lightly, "How old are you, Xie Lao?"

Old Xie, who was standing there, was very uneasy. Hearing Wang Qian's culture, he immediately replied, "Seventy-five..."

The young woman sitting next to Lao Xie hurriedly supported Grandpa's body: "Grandpa, don't get excited."

Lao Xie stretched out his hand and pushed his granddaughter's hand away, standing upright against himself.

The young woman sighed helplessly, looked at Wang Qian, and her eyes were full of amazement and admiration. She was only three years younger than Wang Qian, but compared to Wang Qian, she was really nothing.

Wang Qian stared at Lao Xie, and he could see that Lao Xie had a unique style of Chinese literati. In addition, he could still speak fluent Chinese when he grew up in North America. These two points made Wang Qian very happy. Admired, and said at the moment: "I can agree to your request!"

The scene that was quiet just now became lively again in an instant.

Lao Xie also bowed to Wang Qian excitedly: "Thank you, Professor Wang..."

Saying that, Lao Xie took a suitcase from his granddaughter and walked to the podium in a steady pace.

The people around looked at Lao Xie with envy in their eyes.

"It really did."

"God, I would have said it before I knew it."

"I want it too."

"Professor Wang is very talkative, why don't you wait for me to try again?"

"I heard that Wang Qian is now the number one writer and calligrapher in China, and the number one music artist in the world... His works are very collectible."

"Oh, sorry!"

The one who regrets the most is Mark who has just stepped down and sat down for a while.

Only then did Mark remember the detailed information he knew about Wang Qian...

It is no exaggeration to say that Wang Qian is the number one artist in the world now!

And how can the works of literary and artistic artists representing an era have no collection value?

There are many treasures in Mark's private collection, including a national treasure worth hundreds of millions of dollars. It is a representative work of the top three painters in European history. He bought it at an auction for 113 million dollars. Yes, it is his most proud collection.

And now, when he looked at Lao Xie who came to the stage, he suddenly felt that his collection worth 130 million US dollars was not fragrant...

With Wang Qian's current achievements, the value of his works will definitely be higher than his current collection of calligraphy and painting in a few hundred years.

after all…

Wang Qian is now almost a super artist who can represent the current era.

In the ancient history of every country in the world, there is no literary and musical artist who can reach the height of such a person representing an era.

Therefore, Wang Qian's works have more historical significance and collection value.

Mark narrowed his eyes and looked at Lao Xie in his heart, thinking about visiting Xie's house in a while and trying to see if he could buy this work.

Of course, he knew that simply buying with money was definitely impossible.

When it comes to the existence of a consortium, money has no real practical significance, it is just a series of numbers. What really matters is the resources and the right to speak!

Therefore, if he is willing to give the Xie family enough interest and right to speak.

He believed that he could still get it back.

only…

He was still a little suspicious.

Is this really worth it?

Lao Xie walked steadily to the podium, came to Wang Qian, with respect in his eyes, smiled and said: "Professor Wang, I like your calligraphy very much, I let my granddaughter find you in the Internet. All the public lectures and calligraphy videos of Huaxia, I will copy and practice when I have time.”

"And of all your poems, my favorite is the one you wrote before you left the country in the magic capital!"

"Killing a person in ten steps and not staying for a thousand miles sounds exciting."

Lao Xie is like a fan who sees an idol. Facing Wang Qian, he excitedly expresses his liking and views on Wang Qian's works...

Wang Qian nodded: "Thank you."

Lao Xie stopped talking nonsense, and gently opened his box, which contained the pen, ink, paper and inkstone that he had prepared in advance. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

Lao Xie skillfully and gently placed everything neatly on the lecture table, studied ink for Wang Qian himself, and said softly, "Professor Wang, I only hope to collect a piece of Xia Ke Xing that you wrote by yourself."

He really liked the poem "Knights of the World".

He also privately sent someone to try to acquire the original Xia Kexing from Liu Shengnan.

It was a pity that it also failed. Even if he instigated an offer of tens of millions of dollars, it was rejected.

He knew that the other party must be determined to collect it by himself, and it would be useless to give more money.

So, he gave up.

This time, he hopes to ask for a copy of Wang Qian's personal writing.

In this way, even if he died suddenly, he would die without regret.

Although this is not the first painting written by Wang Qian, the representative significance is much lighter, and the value has naturally dropped significantly.

However, he doesn't care about these, he simply likes Wang Qian's calligraphy and this piece of work.

Everyone on the scene stretched their heads and looked at the picture on the podium.

The program team also thoughtfully projected the picture on the table onto the wall behind, so that everyone could see it clearly.

Wang Qian saw Liu Shengnan who was looking at him from behind, smiled at them, and said softly, "Xie Lao, I'm sorry. There is only one copy of Xia Ke Xing, and I won't write another picture of Xia Ke Xing."

Old Xie, who was grinding ink, was stunned for a moment, and then he was a little disappointed. He was about to say that other works released by Wang Qian before can also be written...

Wang Qian spoke again.

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