Debut After Eight Years

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

Which author published what collection of poems.

Which writer wrote what kind of humanistic feelings.

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 the province or city where I live? 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 independent worlds.

Until, Wang Qian appeared.

The literary circle has never received so many people's attention.

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

This is the enthusiasm and attention that Guo Zhuangzhuang has never felt before.

Before, his weibo followers were only a few hundred thousand, which he spent five years in business, which was considered relatively high in the circle of writers.

However, in just over an hour, the number of his followers has increased by tens of thousands, which is more than his usual increase in more than a month.

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

Therefore, Guo Zhuangzhuang has caught a wave of enthusiasm.

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

Finish reading this one cut plum!

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 if it is included in many ancient masterpieces, it can be regarded as a The above is an in-stream work. Guo Zhuangzhuang said it was written by his friend? Who is it?

Bai Hua looked down and saw Xueman's Weibo, and hurriedly said: 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 him once.

In Bai Hua's mind came a woman who was as calm as water at all times. She wasn't stunning at first glance, but she belonged to the type that was absolutely impressive, and the more she thought about it, the more beautiful she became.

Only Liu Shengnan and Xiao Dongmei were the opposite sex who could leave such a deep impression on him.

Tang Hepeng's eyes lit up in an instant: Xiao Dongmei? Xue Zhenguo's student! It turned out to be her. This girl is a rare true and pure literati. If it was her, it would not be surprising. With her scholarly attitude, she wrote such a It's normal for the work. That is, why is Guo Zhuangzhuang and her friends?

Bai Hua asked, What's wrong?

Tang Hepeng said with a smile: 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 uses unscrupulous means. Xiao Dongmei is very pure and concentrates on learning, so she can write such works. If she stays for a few more years, she will surely He is a contemporary literary giant! I have met many people of the same age, and Xiao Dongmei's talent can be ranked second.

Tang Hepeng asked, Who is number one?

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

Tang Hepeng thought about it, but was noncommittal.

The so-called, there is no first article.

only……

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

because!

Among contemporary literati, there is really no one who can write ancient poems that can compete with them.

If they wait for other literary fields, then they must dare to talk to Wang Qian.

However, the field of poetry.

Everyone acquiesced to Tang Hepeng's evaluation of Wang Qian last time.

The first person in the field of contemporary ancient poetry.

Tang Hepeng took a closer look at Xiao Dongmei's works, and sighed: Unfortunately, Xiao Dongmei is a student of Lao Xue. It would be great if she was a student of our Zhejiang University.

There is Xiao Dongmei, a student.

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

Xue Zhenguo's reputation will also increase.

Zhejiang University?

From the current point of view of Zhejiang University, there is no play.

Bai Hua said in a low voice: If Liu Shengnan doesn't engage in music, he might not lose to Xiao Dongmei.

Liu Shengnan?

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

Back then, Liu Shengnan decided to leave Zhejiang University to study for a Ph.D. in Music after graduating from graduate school. Tang Hepeng persuaded him several times to no avail, so he could only let him leave.

Tang Hepeng also believes that if Liu Shengnan can concentrate on literature, he will have the opportunity to become a generation of literary giants in the future.

It's as much a status achievement as it is now one of the pop queens.

Bai Hua thought for a while, then said in a low voice, Professor Tang, what do you think if we keep Professor Wang at Zhejiang University? Isn't this ready-made?

Tang Hepeng was taken aback, and then frowned slightly: Old Chen suggested it to Wang Qian when he was lecturing last time, but Wang Qian refused, because Old Chen asked to attend at least one class a semester, and Wang Qian said he had no time to refuse. Later, at a meeting, Lao Chen proposed to give Wang Qian an honorary professor of Zhejiang University, like Zheyin, with no limit on class time and the same professor-level treatment, but was suppressed by the school leaders.

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

Bai Hua chuckled: It's too young again, hehe, I've heard this word too many times.

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

Bai Hua clicked on Wang Qian's Weibo, looking expectant: Let's see how Professor Wang responded to Xiao Dongmei's One-cut Plum. In fact, Professor Wang's last song Drunken Flower Yin is enough to surpass this one. However, I think that Professor Wang would not respond to Xiao Dongmei's two works with one work.

Tang Hepeng also stared at the computer screen.

Bai Hua: Professor Wang hasn't responded yet.

Tang Hepeng picked up the brush, and slowly wrote Xiao Dongmei's cut plum in the thin gold style that he had practiced for a while.

...

Mountain city!

Guo Zhuangzhuang stood on the roof and watched Xiao Dongmei continue to stand in front of the desk and write calligraphy. The other party was in a state of concentration and calm, as if nothing had happened and he did not exist.

Guo Zhuangzhuang just wanted to get out of here quickly, picked up his phone and looked, and saw that Wang Qian hadn't returned yet.

Almost half an hour passed.

The Weibo message he posted has more than 100,000 forwards and likes, and the number of comments has exceeded tens of thousands.

Dongmei, Wang Qian hasn't returned yet.

Guo Zhuangzhuang took the initiative to speak and broke the silence.

Xiao Dongmei didn't speak, and didn't pay attention to Guo Zhuangzhuang. She just wrote one stroke at a time, concentrated on writing until the paper was full, then put down the pen and said: I heard that when Wang Qian was giving a lecture at Zhejiang University, he left A brand new calligraphy created by himself, called Shoujinti, isn't it?

Guo Zhuangzhuang nodded: Yes, Professor Lu Chunhu admires it very much. He 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 blank sheet of paper again: If you want to see me next time, please bring a blackboard written by Wang Qian.

Guo Zhuangzhuang smiled wryly: Dongmei, please spare me. Now only the school and Professor Lu have them. But they are very precious. Professor Lu and Director Chen even quarreled over this blackboard. Many calligraphers want to borrow it to read it. Look, but Director Chen didn't want to borrow it, and then they went to the school to see it by themselves.

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

Xiao Dongmei didn't 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 in his heart, he also felt a kind of relief.

Been a licking dog for over a year.

Guo Zhuangzhuang understood it clearly.

A woman like Xiao Dongmei cannot be handled by herself!

Not good enough.

Can't do it either.

Xiao Dongmei saw him a few times, but she didn't even look him in the eye many times.

If you don't come, don't come.

Guo Zhuangzhuang remained silent, just wanted to leave quickly, picked up the phone and looked again, and found that Wang Qian hadn't replied yet.

I can't help but think of it.

Could it be that Wang Qian didn't respond to his works for the time being, so he pretended to be dead and kept silent?

...

After Wang Qian released Drunken Flower Yin.

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

About an hour passed.

Both of them were so hungry that they didn't have the energy to come out.

After all, I haven't had breakfast yet.

Murong Yue downstairs shouted: Qin Xuerong, are you going to starve me and Jiang Jiang to death?

Qin Xuerong put on her clothes, blushed and went downstairs to cook.

Wang Qian also went downstairs.

Both Murong Yue and Jiang Yu sat slumped on the sofa and swiped their phones without any image, and saw the two of them going downstairs.

Murong Yue Tong said without hesitation: You two are really enough. I 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 instead of talking back to Murong Yue, she lowered her head and quickly went to the kitchen to cook.

The thickness of Wang Qian's skin has already ignored this level of ridicule, so he naturally sat across from the two of them and asked, Why don't you cook something for yourself?

Murong Yue: Xiaoxue agreed to take care of the food, and Jiang Jiang and I just eat.

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

Wang Qian nodded: I didn't watch it just now!

Both of them blushed a bit.

What was Wang Qian doing just now?

They all heard it.

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

Of course, the main reason was that Qin Xuerong didn't control his voice very much.

Jiang Yu looked away, didn't look at Wang Qian, and said in a low voice: Take a look. Just now, Guo Zhuangzhuang posted another work. I read it very well. You haven't replied for nearly an hour. Everyone said you Scared.

Murong Yue: I see Xueman said that what Guo Zhuangzhuang posted was Xiao Dongmei's work.

Jiang Yu nodded: Well, it should be Xiao Dongmei. Guo Zhuangzhuang is a deceitful person, and he must not be able to write such a good work.

Murong Yue: If you want me to tell you, Wang Qian, don't go back, your song Drunken Flower Yin is enough by itself, and it's even better than Xiao Dongmei's Yijianmei!

Boom boom boom...

There was a knock on the door outside.

Wang Qian, Jiang Yu, and Murong Yue were all taken aback.

Murong Yue yelled very rudely to Qin Xuerong in the kitchen: Qin Xuerong, someone is knocking on the door, is anyone here today?

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

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

Wang Qian was puzzled: What do you see me doing?

Murong Yue: You are Xiaoxue's boyfriend, you can be regarded as half the master, and there are guests, 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 trying to show his face on purpose, so he got up and went to open the door.

Wang Qian was taken aback by the person standing at the door.

He thought it might be He Dongming, or it might be 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 house was He Dongming.

but……

did not expect.

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

Xu Wenwen, Xu Xiaoxiao.

Xu Wenwen was wearing pink casual clothes, which were not as formal as when he came last time. He lost the aura of a strong woman, and was much more cute and invincible.

Xu Xiaoxiao was wearing Zheyin's school uniform with a quiet demeanor. Seeing Wang Qian open the door, a blush appeared on the baby's fat face, and then quickly returned to normal. Looking at Wang Qian, he bowed slightly with a smile, and said, Wang Professor, my sister and I are here to visit you and would like to ask you some calligraphy questions, excuse me.

A trace of helplessness flashed in Xu Wenwen's eyes. She was dragged here by her younger sister. She was embarrassed to come here, but she said politely at this time: Professor Wang, did you bother?

After Wang Qian was stunned for a moment, he quickly returned to normal, stepped back, and stretched out his hand: Don't disturb, you come in. I just woke up for a while, and I have nothing to do today, just rest. Welcome to be our guests!

It wasn't the first time for Xu Wenwen and Xu Xiaoxiao to come here, but it was the first time they came here as formal guests. They changed into slippers when they entered the door, and greeted Murong Yue and Jiang Yu again when they saw Murong Yue and Jiang Yu.

Xu Xiaoxiao: Xiaoyue, Jiang Jiang, hello!

Xu Wenwen: Hello.

Jiang Yu nodded with a smile, but said nothing.

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

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

The few people were familiar with each other, so the unfamiliarity soon disappeared, and they started chatting.

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

Xu Wenwen shouted: Professor Wang, you must not leave.

Wang Qian: It's okay, you guys chat first, I'll help Xuerong make breakfast, we'll have some food together later, and we'll talk about calligraphy after we finish eating.

Xu Wenwen said hastily: I want to ask you about the work Zuihuayin.

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

Xu Xiaoxiao also immediately said: There are mine!

She also took out a piece of paper and unfolded it, which also wrote the drunk flower shade that Wang Qian had just posted on Weibo.

Murong Yue and Jiang Yu came over to take a closer look.

Jiang Yu said softly, Are they all Wang Qian's thin golden body?

Xu Xiaoxiao said: Well, my sister and I wrote it according to the video of Professor Wang lecturing with us at Zhejiang University. I also borrowed the blackboard that Professor Wang left at school last time.

Xu Wenwen: The writing is not good, the class is messed up.

Wang Qian took a closer look, and found that both sisters wrote well.

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

However, it is definitely an entry.

In such a short period of time, you can get started with 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, why are you looking for me?

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

Xu Wenwen: The two of us have nothing to do at home. We like the work you posted on Weibo. I came here to ask Professor Wang for this work and calligraphy.

Wang Qian commented slightly: The handwriting is not bad, just continue to practice more, and I don't need to write copybooks for you.

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

Xu Wenwen: What about this work? Professor Wang, how did you write such a masterpiece of graceful words? It is completely from the perspective of our women. I couldn't believe it was written by you at first glance. It is amazing.

Xu Wenwen carefully looked at this song Drunken Flower Yin again, and every time she read it, she loved it very much.

After Dongli drank the wine at dusk, there was a dark fragrance filling his sleeves. There is no way to lose your soul, the wind is blowing from the west, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

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 suspiciously: Women's big brother?

Wang Qian glared at Murong Yue: Get lost!

Then, Wang Qian explained many details of this song Zuihuayin.

Just explain it to the four people present.

Just like opening a small stove.

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

Especially Xu Wenwen, she is a lecturer in the Chinese Department of Zhejiang University, and she has already planned to give a lecture on the song Drunken Flower Yin in class next week. Now that she can get the explanation from the original author, Wang Qian, she is more confident to give a lecture, and she is not afraid of being laughed at. .

After talking for more than ten minutes, Wang Qian said, It's probably like this...

Xu Xiaoxiao asked curiously: Professor Wang, Xiao Dongmei posted another song, Yijianmei, why didn't you reply?

Xu Wenwen touched his sister with his arm, telling her to pay attention to what she said and not to mention this.

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 thought that Wang Qian might not have any works for the time being, so he kept silent.

Such things are not uncommon, so keep silent first, and then find an excuse to perfunctory, as long as you can save face.

Xu Wenwen thought so too.

However, Xu Xiaoxiao didn't think so.

She feels that Wang Qian is definitely not keeping silent because he has no works.

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

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

Jiang Yu smiled.

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

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

Wang Qian was a little surprised, ignoring Jiang Yu and Murong Yue's smiles, and replied casually: Oh? She wrote another song about plum blossoms? I didn't see it. I was too busy at the time, so I didn't read Weibo. This is the time.

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

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

Wang Qian cast a glance at the two of them, and the two guys obviously teased with ill intentions: You don't need to testify, if you don't read it, you don't read it, if you don't reply, you don't reply, and you won't lose a piece of meat.

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 didn't have any 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 see this one-cut plum. The other party's name is Xiao Dongmei?

Xu Wenwen nodded: Well, Xiao Dongmei is a professor of the Chinese Department of Shancheng University. He graduated from the Chinese Department of Peking University with a doctorate. He is a student of Professor Xue. One of the most talented students in the Chinese Department for more than ten years, and he is very low-key, hardly showing his face, and has published two collections of poetry.

Xu Xiaoxiao: For some reason, Guo Zhuangzhuang fooled Xiao Dongmei, and sent you Xiao Dongmei's works, what 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 leaned on the sofa, casual and casual, not as elegant and easy-going as a writer in the Zhejiang University class, nor as confident and elegant as an artist in the Zhejiang Yin class, let alone the pride of I am the center of the world on the stage Manic!

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

Wang Qian didn't speak. He looked at his Weibo and found that there were many comments on Weibo.

Why isn't Professor Wang talking anymore? Let's comment on Guo Zhuangzhuang's Yijianmei. I think many people agree.

Professor Wang, they all said you were cowardly, so say something.

Professor Wang, where did you go?

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

Professor Wang, Guo Zhuangzhuang said you played dead.

Professor Wang, some people say you have surrendered!

...

Many of Wang Qian's fans are basically ordinary people, so it is easy to be tempted, although they all support Wang Qian.

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

Wang Qian did not blame them for this.

There is no way to avoid this.

They are also concerned about chaos.

He first went to Guo Zhuangzhuang's Weibo to look at the one-cut plums posted by the other party.

Read it quickly!

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

to be honest.

If you don't rely on copying.

Wang Qian felt that the other party's talent could beat him by ten blocks!

His appreciative ability is not bad. 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 a masterpiece of the ages, it is not too far behind , there is a high probability that it may be handed down.

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

Such work, such talent.

It has to be praised.

Wang Qian posted on Weibo: I'm sorry everyone, I was delayed by something just now, so I haven't read Weibo, and I didn't reply immediately. I misunderstood everyone, sorry.

Xiao Dongmei's One Cut Plum published by Guo Zhuangzhuang is very good and a rare masterpiece. To be honest, I am very surprised to see such a work appear. The author's attainments in graceful words make me ashamed.

For this reason, I don't know how to type this piece of work. This is a disrespect to Xiao Dongmei.

finished.

Wang Qian sent it out.

Jiang Yu, Murong Yue, Xu Xiaoxiao, and Xu Wenwen didn't crowd around Wang Qian to check his cell phone, which was impolite.

But all four of them held their mobile phones and waited for Wang Qian's Weibo to update the 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 momentum changed, and a domineering arrogance unique to literati exuded, and he said loudly: Xiaoyue, Jiang Jiang, take care of you with pen, ink, paper and inkstone!

Murong Yue and Jiang Yu didn't think much about it. When they heard Wang Qian's words, they instinctively dropped their mobile phones and ran to the inner room to get paper, brushes, ink, and inkstone.

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

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

Wang Qian nodded: Of course, writing it down, taking a video or photo and posting it is my respect for her. To be honest, this one-cut plum is the most talented poem I have ever seen. There is a chance Be sure to talk to the author.

Xu Wenwen: Xiao Dongmei's One Cut Plum is indeed very good! It is slightly worse than Professor Wang's works, and several grades better than other contemporary works. I plan to have the opportunity to talk to my classmates next time. speak.

Murong Yue and Jiang Yu ran back quickly, and quickly arranged the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the big 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 brewed a little momentum and emotions in his heart.

Xu Xiaoxiao and the four of them didn't speak.

Those who grind ink continue to grind ink.

Jiang Yu and Murong Yue pressed the paper with a paperweight.

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

Wang Qian naturally enjoyed the service of the four, reached out to take the brush that Murong Yue handed over, and then dipped it in the ink that Xu Xiaoxiao had researched.

Then, Wang Qian swiped the ink steadily with his arm.

The brush moves quickly on the white paper.

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

One cut plum!

Three words appeared.

The pupils of all the people present froze.

coming!

coming!

he came!

At the same time, sisters Xu Wenwen and Xu Xiaoxiao secretly said in their hearts that it was true.

For the first time, Guo Zhuangzhuang posted a song called Drunken Flower Yin.

Wang Qian also returned a Zuihuayin song, which was several grades better than the other party's Zuihuayin.

Then, Guo Zhuangzhuang posted another Yijianmei, which has made great progress.

Sisters Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen both speculated that Wang Qian might also write a song of the same name in response to Yijianmei!

Now I see the words Yijianmei appearing on the paper.

The two sisters looked at each other, and both smiled slightly, with anticipation in their eyes, and then quickly looked at Wang Qian and the brush in his hand.

While Murong Yue and Jiang Yu were surprised, they were also a little accustomed to Wang Qian's style, so they were relieved quickly and just focused on the words gradually appearing on the paper!

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

Untie Luo Chang lightly, and get on the Lanzhou alone.

Who in the cloud sends brocade books.

When the word geese returns, the moon is full on the west tower.

All four of them stared wide-eyed, and their breathing became much quieter as they watched the words appear one by one.

After cooking porridge, Qin Xuerong, who came over wearing an apron, also stood there quietly, holding a spoon in his hand, and looked at Wang Qian without blinking.

Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen have a deep family background, so they feel the deepest.

This is the que.

Let them shake their hearts!

very nice!

Can't help but miss it.

However, he was afraid of disturbing Wang Qian.

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

Flowers drift by themselves, water flows by itself.

Lovesickness in one place, worry in two places.

There is no way to eliminate this situation.

Only under the brow, but our hearts.

call……

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, a tear was trembling in her eyes, she was afraid that she would cry out with a cry!

the first word.

Written in her heart!

There is no way to get rid of this feeling, so I lowered my brows, but raised my heart!

Isn't it her mood recently?

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 I still dream of him when I sleep.

It was exactly the same as 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 this song One Cut Plum.

Murong Yue, Jiang Yu, and Qin Xuerong were not literature students, but they were not weak in literature, and they all saw the extraordinaryness of this work at a glance.

Especially, as women, they feel that this song One Cut Plum has really been written into their hearts!

Very good!

Reading it is like reading your own thoughts.

very nice!

Qin Xuerong was holding a spoon, but couldn't help her excitement. When she saw Wang Qian put down the brush, she rushed forward and put her arms around Wang Qian's neck, her voice choked up: The writing is really good, Husband I love you!

Qin Xuerong felt that this song One Cut Plum was about describing how she felt 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, feeling deeply in their hearts, raised their eyes to look at Qin Xuerong enviously, and then both of them smiled wryly.

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

Qin Xuerong's tears couldn't stop, they dripped down, and hurriedly wiped away the tears. Seeing that Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen were still there, her face turned crimson: I, I'm going to cook.

After finishing speaking, Qin Xuerong hurriedly turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

Both Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen woke up.

Xu Wenwen said with a trembling voice: Professor Wang, do you want to release this work?

There was obvious respect in her tone, and there was even a hint of admiration in her eyes!

Seeing such a work that I like very much comes out with my own eyes, the impact on Xu Wenwen, a literary student, is indescribable. She is even willing to kneel down to apprentice to Wang Qian now!

Wang Qian picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip of water, nodded: Well, send me the video, and I'll post it on Weibo.

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

She now has a little understanding of the feeling of her younger sister Xu Xiaoxiao.

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

Wang Qian nodded indifferently: Okay, take it, I can't give you copybooks for the time being, if you and your sister want to read, 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 on his Weibo.