It took eight years to debut

The few people around listened, although their faces were calm and did not express their views, it was impossible for them, the seniors in the circle, to praise a young man.

In the field of literature, seniority is the most serious. Even if you publish many good works, but you are under the age, your status in the circle will not be too high. There will be a lot of old writers who have no works but are very old. Looking at you, all kinds of old-fashioned and old-fashioned words are pressed on your head, and you still can't refute, unless you don't want to be recognized by the circle, otherwise you have to endure it and respectfully confess.

However, they all agreed with Tang Hepeng's words in their hearts.

after all!

In recent decades, Chinese literary circles have vigorously promoted the forms of modern literary works such as modern poetry and modern prose in order to popularize education.

Ancient cultural works have almost become a lost research type.

It has been a long time since there have been any ancient literary works that make people shine.

Until the recent appearance of Wang Qian.

clap clap clap...

Tang Hepeng applauded first.

Then, Lu Chunhu, Chen Xiangdong, Jiang Xing and others also clapped together.

The people behind were naturally the same, applauding along with them.

Xu Xiaoxiao and Qin Xuerong clapped their hands with all their strength, and the applause was loud.

Xu Xiaoxiao said to Xu Wenwen beside him: "Professor Wang's poem describes the West Lake very well, sister, what about the poem you tried to write last time?"

Xu Wenwen blushed unnaturally, then shook his head: "No, I think the writing is not good, so I threw it away."

Xu Xiaoxiao didn't bother with her sister's previous works. Looking at the two works on the blackboard, she said, "Guo Zhuangzhuang's modern poem is barely acceptable, but compared with Professor Wang's ancient poem, it is not at the same level. What Professor Wang said, looking at his modern poem now, it's really too long-winded, it's all meaningless nonsense."

Xu Wenwen nodded: "I think so too!"

At the scene, many people feel so at the moment.

Comparing Guo Zhuangzhuang's work with this poem by Wang Qian, to put it bluntly, it is rubbish, not even a doggerel.

Good or bad, it needs to be compared.

Where there is contrast, there is harm.

Even Guo Zhuangzhuang, who was standing on the podium, couldn't stand at the moment. The calm and confidence on his face could not be maintained, and he became a little stiff. Looking at Wang Qian, the shock was already written in his pupils, and his face felt hot!

you guy...

I just wrote an ordinary modern poem.

If you want to beat me, just write something better than me...

You don't need to write a work that can be compared with the classics handed down from the ancient writers who entered the textbooks, come and slap me in the face!

Hit too hard.

Guo Zhuangzhuang felt that he had no power to fight back.

Wang Qian, on the other hand, still didn't speak. Facing the applause of the audience, he still just smiled politely, and then made a gesture of please to Guo Zhuangzhuang again!

All right!

It's time for you to get on with the show again.

What are you prepared for!

Go ahead and take it out...

A layer of sweat had already permeated Guo Zhuangzhuang's forehead.

The applause of the audience gradually stopped.

now.

Everyone looked at Guo Zhuangzhuang with sympathy.

If it is evenly matched, everyone will not feel sympathy, but feel excited and happy, which can make it appear that both of them are very talented.

However, the gap is too large to be calculated now.

Then there is only sympathy for Guo Zhuangzhuang.

I want to pretend to be tough on the podium and prove myself.

result……

Now it seems that it wants to develop in the direction of sand force.

Moreover, Guo Zhuangzhuang is their alumni after all, and he is one of his own, so he will naturally have sympathy.

If you were from another society, or from another school, there might be some contempt and ridicule now.

Guo Zhuangzhuang no longer dared to look bravely at the audience, but looked at Wang Qian, and then at Wang Qian's work, still powerless.

He did prepare an ancient poem in his heart, but if he took it out now, it would be embarrassing!

If there is already a good work in front of you, what is it if you still show it?

Guo Zhuangzhuang smiled and concealed his embarrassment: "Haha... Today I saw Professor Wang's literary talent, it is really amazing, and it is the best in the world. The couplets and ancient poetry are the strongest I have ever seen, amazing."

Guo Zhuangzhuang changed his name from calling him Wang Qian directly to Professor Wang, and said that Wang Qian's literary talent is the best in the contemporary era, and he deliberately elevated Wang Qian, so that it would not look so ugly for him to lose, and at the same time he wanted to use this To attract more hostility to Wang Qian.

Of course, this is also an admission of defeat in disguise, an acknowledgment of Wang Qian's talent and status.

As he said that, Guo Zhuangzhuang felt uncomfortable all over. He turned around and wanted to get off the stage to change seats. He was embarrassed to stand here, and he was also embarrassed to continue to sit beside Liu Shengnan.

It was the first time Wang Qian spoke, and said loudly, "Wait!"

Guo Zhuangzhuang was startled, and his heart skipped a beat. He knew that Wang Qian's counterattack might be coming, so he stopped and looked at Wang Qian: "Professor Wang, what advice do you have?"

Everyone in the audience also looked at Wang Qian.

Guo Zhuangzhuang had already conceded defeat, and he had lost the face of many Zhejiang masters and students present.

After all, Guo Zhuangzhuang graduated from here.

As for Wang Qian, he has nothing to do with this place, he is just an outsider who came to exchange lectures.

Many people felt that Guo Zhuangzhuang had conceded defeat, so let's leave it at that. This was treating Guo Zhuangzhuang as one of his own, and they had some sympathy.

Everyone still feels somewhat repulsive towards Wang Qian!

Seeing Wang Qian now seems to be aggressive.

The place fell silent.

Some of the older generation who graduated from Zhejiang University looked at Wang Qian with a slightly unfriendly look.

No matter what Guo Zhuangzhuang is, he is theirs...

Wang Qian didn't care about these.

He just thinks that you can't be the only one to write the question, right?

and so.

He picked up the chalk and continued to write on the blackboard. At the same time, he said: "Some time ago, when I was playing in the West Lake, I lost something. I just remembered a Shanghai couplet, and I will share it with you and everyone present. share."

Guo Zhuangzhuang stood behind Wang Qian, staring at Wang Qian's writing.

Everyone's eyes are also closely watching every word written by Wang Qian on the blackboard.

Many people are holding back their energy.

If Guo Zhuangzhuang is not right...

Well, they're right!

Guo Zhuangzhuang can lose.

However, Zhejiang University cannot lose.

Chen Xiangdong, Tang Hepeng, Jiang Xing, Lu Chunhu, Cao Wenfang and others all became extremely serious. They did not study Wang Qian's calligraphy carefully, but really paid attention to Wang Qian's Shanglian itself.

A neat line of thin gold characters appeared on the blackboard.

"Swim to the West Lake, pick up the tin pot, if the tin pot falls into the West Lake, it's pity to call the tin pot."

Wang Qian put down the chalk, looked at Guo Zhuangzhuang with a smile on his face, and also looked at everyone present, and said: "This is a couplet that I came up with by chance. If anyone present can come up with a neat couplet, how about Please advise!"

Guo Zhuangzhuang stared at every word carefully, still shocked in his heart.

So many homophones, and homophones!

In modern times, it was the first time he saw such a difficult Shanglian.

Before, he had seen couplets of this difficulty in some ancient poems.

Others at the scene were also silent.

The audience suddenly became very quiet.

Every student of Zhejiang University, as well as many alumni who have graduated, are watching every word, trying to come up with a neat second couplet by themselves, to win glory for the school, and to show shame for themselves.

A few minutes passed.

Still quiet!

After Guo Zhuangzhuang also read it for a few minutes, he thought of a lot of words and phrases, all with the same pronunciation, but it is impossible to form a coherent and neat couplet with expressive meaning!

Guo Zhuangzhuang looked unhappy, and said in a low voice: "Professor Wang, do you have a neat second line? If it is an absolute, then it is normal for us to come up with it?"

Many students behind nodded their heads.

indeed.

If you come up with an absolute that you don’t even have a link to, it will be embarrassing for everyone.

Wang Qian shook his head, and said confidently: "Not absolutely, I have already figured out several neat couplets. Why, do you want me to write them out?"

Wang Qian looked at Guo Zhuangzhuang.

Guo Zhuangzhuang felt guilty all of a sudden, and shook his head hastily: "I don't need Professor Wang to write, I can think about it by myself, but please give me some time!"

If Wang Qian was allowed to write it out, wouldn't that mean admitting defeat?

It's not a big deal for him to lose, but a big deal for the school's face.

Guo Zhuangzhuang didn't dare to lose this man in front of so many villagers and elders.

Procrastinate first, think about it later, ask someone for advice, you can always figure it out——

Anyway...

It has to be right.

Otherwise, Guo Zhuangzhuang would not dare to go back to school in the future, nor would he dare to attend alumni gatherings.

offstage.

As the deputy director of the literature department, Chen Xiangdong was most anxious.

Today's public exchange class was facilitated by him and Tang Hepeng.

If Zhejiang University loses face in the end, he, the dean of the department, will also be responsible!

Although, the root cause is that your skills are not as good as others, but many people don't care so much. Anyway, you have lost the school's face.

Therefore, Chen Xiangdong hurriedly asked the younger Jiang Xing: "Jiang Xing, how is it? Do you have any ideas?"

Jiang Xing shook his head lightly: "Not for the time being. This kind of upper couplet is considered to be of the same level as the ancient couplet. It also needs special opportunities and inspiration to match up the second couplet. It is impossible to match up in a short time. I suspect that Wang Qian It was a lie to Guo Zhuangzhuang, maybe he himself didn’t have a neat second line.”

Lu Chunhu shook his head: "Wang Qian doesn't look like he's lying. He should really have a neat second line. I'm old and my thinking can't keep up. I can't think of it all at once."

Tang Hepeng also shook his head: "I don't have any ideas right now, it will take time."

Cao Wenfang smiled wryly: "It's true that couplets of this difficulty cannot be matched in a short time. Wait, isn't this the beginning of the exchange class? We just need to match up before he leaves, won't it be fine?"

Chen Xiangdong nodded, and immediately said to many professors, teachers and alumni of Zhejiang University around the back: "Then think about it quickly, you must confront Wang Qian before he leaves, otherwise our Zhejiang University's face will be lost here today!"

Everyone looked serious and dignified, and quickly started to think.

Among the famous domestic schools, alumni culture has gradually formed, and everyone values ​​the face of their alma mater, because the face of their alma mater is their own face.

When they face the alumni associations of other schools in the future, they will be ridiculed by the other party for this matter, and there is no way to refute it!

Couplets are not like writing poems or articles, if they are not right, they are not right.

Writing poems and articles can be far-fetched and forced to elevate oneself to make sophistry.

As for the couplet, if you don't match it, you really lost, and there is nothing to quibble about.