It took eight years to debut

How dare he?

How could he?

In a modern society where vernacular Chinese has been popular for hundreds of years, ancient culture has almost disappeared and only exists in textbooks, how can you write such ancient poetry?

Why is he?

Is it based on the knowledge of the performance department of Beijing Film Academy?

Or is it based on the life experience of Haidilao Hot Pot Restaurant?

The minds of the father and daughter were shocked, and there were many, many questions!

This may also be the question and mood of all those who have seen these works at the moment.

however……

This is not over yet.

Tang Hepeng's Weibo was suddenly updated again.

Xueman clicked on it reflexively.

Another Die Lian Hua?

It seems that Tang Hepeng said it on Weibo before.

It's just that most people were attracted by the extremely high evaluation, and then started to complain, so they didn't pay much attention to other things!

At this moment, Xue Zhenguo and Xueman's father and daughter just remembered that Tang Hepeng said that there are indeed two Die Lianhua poems.

But, why do you want to make two Die Lian Hua?

The two of them had some doubts and hurriedly looked at it.

Xueman continued to read out gently.

"Standing in a dangerous building, the wind is soft, looking at the sorrow of spring, and the sky is gloomy. In the afterglow of the grass and smoke, who would lean on the fence without words."

Xueman paused for a moment, and said with a little surprise: "Graceful words?"

Xue Zhenguo nodded, with doubts in his eyes!

Wang Qian, it seems that the few ancient poems he wrote are not of the graceful school!

The last song Di Lian Hua, although it was written about factors such as spring scenery and secret love, it was not of the graceful style, and the two songs of Jiang Chengzi were more bold and unrestrained.

Now, suddenly there is an obvious ancient ci work of the graceful school!

Obviously, it will surprise everyone who is familiar with Wang Qian's works!

Xueman continued to read: "I plan to get drunk with Shukuangtu, and sing about wine, and strong music is still tasteless. The belt is getting wider and I will not regret it at the end, and I will make people haggard for Yixiao."

"The belt gets wider and wider, but I don't regret it, because of Yixiao, people are haggard!"

Xue Zhenguo repeated the last two sentences again, his eyes burst into breathtaking light.

These two sentences!

Really wrote into Xue Zhenguo's heart.

This is not just a confession to the beautiful woman, but also an affirmation of the efforts of the pursuit!

No regrets, these two words are the inner core.

"good good good good!"

Xue Zhenguo shouted four good words one after another, one more good word than before, and his hands were clenched into fists, which showed how excited he was inside.

Xueman's mind was also buzzing.

These four works constantly bombarded her mind, blanking her thoughts.

After a few minutes, Xueman gradually woke up, her eyes focused on the four works on Weibo!

At this moment, Tang Hepeng's Weibo has exploded.

Just a few minutes.

The number of comments on Tang Hepeng's Weibo exceeded [-]. For Tang Hepeng, who only had hundreds of thousands of followers, it was definitely a super-explosive activity.

"I cried after I read it. Is this a brilliant talent? I understand Professor Tang's feelings. Now in the domestic literary world, who dares to challenge these works? No. 1 ancient poem, who is not convinced?"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooish Your talent can overflow so much!"

"I understand why so many people in Zhejiang University admire Professor Wang. I want to be Professor Wang's student now. Can Professor Wang study as a postdoctoral fellow?"

"The belt is getting wider and I don't regret it. I am haggard because of Yixiao, and my life is exhausted! I cried."

"Is this Professor Wang? Can't be provoked, can't be provoked, from now on, the keyboard man will stay away from Professor Wang!"

"I ask Professor Wang to come to our Double Star University to give lectures. I want to see Professor Wang write live. It must be great!"

"Zhejiang University's official Weibo has released a video of the lecture, you can go and watch it."

……

Posted a lecture video?

Xueman quickly clicked on Zhejiang University's official Weibo, saw a very long video below, quickly clicked to play it, and found that it was two hours long.

Xue Zhenguo moved a chair and watched this two-hour video with his daughter Xueman!

……

Li Qingyao was participating in the recording of the program, and suddenly received a message from her good friend Yang Yu.

Yang Yu: "Yaoyao, go to Weibo to see Wang Qian's news. He went to Zhejiang University to give a lecture, and now half of the literary circle has been blown up!"

Li Qingyao was a little distracted after reading the news, the recording of the program paused for a while, and the director asked everyone to rest and adjust their status!

Li Qingyao quickly took out her mobile phone and looked at Weibo carefully, and found that people around were already discussing it.

"Professor Tang from Zhejiang University just announced Wang Qian's work on Weibo. I almost cried when I read it. It's so good!"

"I like the saying that there are no fragrant grass anywhere in the world."

"I like the fact that my belt gets wider and wider, and I don't regret it. It makes people haggard because of Yixiao."

"No, no, I like when the old man talks about teenage madness..."

"The one about West Lake is better..."

Li Qingyao listened to the people in the surrounding program group discussing, feeling itchy, she quickly took out her phone and started watching!

Opened Weibo, searched for keywords such as Wang Qian, Zhejiang University, and news of Tang Hepeng, Zhejiang University official Weibo, and Liu Shengnan and others appeared immediately!

And Liu Shengnan?

Li Qingyao frowned!

Later, she read Liu Shengnan's Weibo first, and saw that Liu Shengnan went to Zhejiang University to listen to Wang Qian's open class. She also spoke highly of Wang Qian's talent and posted Wang Qian's signature!

Li Qingyao remained expressionless, and continued to look at Tang Hepeng's.

Read a few works.

Li Qingyao's hands gripped the phone a lot harder, and her eyes widened a little.

Is this guy's talent going to break through the atmosphere?

why?

Li Qingyao was full of doubts!

At this time, the director team shouted and started recording again.

Several works echoed in Li Qingyao's mind, and she continued to record the program again.

……

Sisters Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen sent Wang Qian and Qin Xuerong to the gate of the villa before taking their leave.

And Jiang Yu and Murong Yue were already waiting at the door.

Both of them looked at Wang Qian with strange expressions, admiring, shocked, and puzzled!

Obviously.

Both of them saw some of Wang Qian's works on Weibo just now, and they were watching the lecture video released by Zhejiang University, but they didn't have time. When they heard the sound of parking, they knew that Wang Qian was back, so they hurried out to have a look!

Wang Qian and Qin Xuerong walked into the villa.

Jiang Yu and Murong Yue were still walking while looking at Wang Qian in amazement, looking up and down non-stop!

Wang Qian looked at the two of them strangely, especially at Jiang Yu.

This girl Murong Yue is indeed eccentric once in a while, so it's not surprising to play tricks on her.

However, Jiang Yuke has always been a boring gourd, and has no interest in anything other than music and piano.

"Jiang Jiang, why are you being distracted by Xiaoyue? What are you doing?"

Wang Qian asked suspiciously.

Qin Xuerong and the two grew up together and knew more about them. He poured a glass of water for Wang Qian, cast a glance at the two of them and said, "They're crazy. Just ignore them. I'll cook for you."

Murong Yue: "I want to eat twice-cooked pork, with a little more fat, thank you."

Jiang Yu ignored Qin Xuerong, and said straight to the point: "You gave a lecture at Zhejiang University today and published a new work?"

Drinking water, Wang Qian replied relaxedly: "Well, during the lecture, I gave the students a few examples to teach them how to write works that conform to the format and rhyme, so I just wrote it by hand."

Jiang Yu glared at Wang Qian: "Smooth?"

Murong Yue was speechless: "So, Wang Qian, are you studying Versailles literature? Now Jiang Yu and I also want to learn, so can you give us an example?"

Wang Qian chuckled, stretched out his hand and said, "Pen and ink are waiting for you!"

Jiang Yu immediately turned around and ran to the coffee table, took the paper and pen, and handed them to Wang Qian seriously: "Here!"

Murong Yue was surprised: "Are you guys serious? Xiaoxue, come quickly and take care of your husband, he's going to pretend again..."

Qin Xuerong just put on an apron in the kitchen, when she heard Murong Yue's words, she trotted out immediately and approached Wang Qian: "What are you doing? What are you doing?"

Jiang Yu stared at Wang Qian and the pen and paper: "Wang Qian said he would teach us to write ancient poems!"

Qin Xuerong looked at Wang Qian.

But he found that Wang Qian had already picked up a pen and started writing on paper.

rustling...

rustling...

The sound of paper and pen rubbing against each other is very pleasant.

The three of them gathered around Wang Qian's body, quietly watching every word Wang Qian wrote.

The three heads were pressed against Wang Qian's head, and he looked at the paper without blinking, afraid of missing any details.

Lines of text appeared on the paper.

Write quickly.

Wang Qian put down his pen, turned around and went upstairs: "I'm going to take a shower, you guys read slowly, if you don't understand, ask me later."

Murong Yue grabbed the paper and began to read: "Young people don't know how to feel sad. They love to go to the upper floors. They love to go to the upper floors. They are forced to express their sorrows in order to write new words."

"Now I know what it's like to be sad. If you want to say it, you can't say it. If you want to say it, you can't say it. But it's a cool autumn...?"

Finished reading!

Murong Yue and Jiang Yu looked at each other, looking at each other, they could see a kind of shock and incredible emotion in each other's eyes!

This guy……

Really, right in front of them.

Wrote an ancient poem?

and……

read it!

Seems ok?

They have only read it once, so they don't know if it is good or not.