It took eight years to debut

Xiao Dongmei turned around, looked at Guo Zhuangzhuang, then came to the desk, picked up a brush, dipped the ink that was not dry on the inkstone, held the brush, hovered steadily on the white paper, and said lightly: "read!"

Guo Zhuangzhuang came to the desk and recited: "Drunken Flower Yin."

"The mist is thick and the clouds are worrying about the day, and the auspicious brain eliminates the golden beast. The festival is Double Ninth Festival, and the jade pillow is in the gauze cabinet, and it is cool in the middle of the night."

Guo Zhuangzhuang read it softly, a flash of shock flashed in his eyes.

Just after reading these few lines, Guo Zhuangzhuang knew that this is a good and graceful poem, and it has an absolute feminine vision and a feminine style of diction.

He couldn't help being surprised!

This Wang Qian, a big man, writes graceful words with a female vision, and he writes so well?

A hint of surprise and admiration also flashed in Xiao Dongmei's eyes, but the wrist holding the pen was steady, and the pen quickly wrote down a neat line of small letters on the white paper, writing down all the sentences that Guo Zhuangzhuang read, and then Said lightly: "Continue to read!"

Guo Zhuangzhuang nodded, and continued to read: "After Dongli drinks the wine at dusk, there is a dark fragrance filling his sleeves. There is no way he can't lose his soul. The curtain is blowing to the west, and people are thinner than Huanghua."

hiss!

finished.

Guo Zhuangzhuang fell silent and took a deep breath to suppress the shock in his heart.

The first word!

With his professional vision, he can naturally see that it is definitely a good work, not inferior to those ancient ci poems that have left their names in history, nor to the ancient ci works written by Wang Qian before.

They all have the potential to become masterpieces handed down from generation to generation!

This guy!

Really not human!

Guo Zhuangzhuang's heart trembled, and he regretted looking for Xiao Dongmei this time.

And Xiao Dongmei still wrote the rest of the words and sentences on the white paper with a steady wrist, slowly put down the brush, stood in front of the desk, looked at the graceful ancient words written by herself on the white paper, and fell silent.

Guo Zhuangzhuang suppressed the shock in his heart, looked at Xiao Dongmei carefully, and said softly: "Dongmei, why don't I delete the Weibo I just posted? Anyway, my reputation is not very good, and a large group of people hack me every day , If I delete Weibo and keep silent, there will be no more people spraying me."

When Guo Zhuangzhuang saw this work, he didn't dare to face it head-on. What he thought was that he was a scapegoat and saved Xiao Dongmei. Anyway, he has a lot of debts.

Xiao Dongmei never took her eyes off the work on the white paper. When she heard Guo Zhuangzhuang's words, she cast a glance at Guo Zhuangzhuang and said indifferently, "Do you think others can't see that you posted my work?"

Guo Zhuangzhuang smiled awkwardly, and then patted his strong chest muscles: "It's okay, it's fine if you don't admit it anyway, I'll take care of everything."

Xiao Dongmei's tone was still calm, and she said bluntly, "I'm not as shameless as you."

Guo Zhuangzhuang smiled awkwardly instead of politely again: "Yes, Dongmei, you are different from me, so what are you going to do?"

Xiao Dongmei's eyes were as flexible as water, her eyes still stayed on the white paper, her tone was very soft, but loud: "I write, you post! Although I am not as good as him, I will not give up. Just right, I wrote a few days ago I just wrote a graceful poem, which is the best one I have written in recent years."

Surprise flashed in Guo Zhuangzhuang's eyes: "Okay, Dongmei, thank you."

Xiao Dongmei slowly put away the paper that wrote Wang Qian's drunken flowers, put it aside, and said softly: "You don't have to thank me, after today, I won't know you anymore. I'm not for you, but for Have a good chat with him. The poem I wrote a few days ago was inspired by his works. It can be regarded as my pinnacle work in the field of ancient poems, even if it is still not as good as him, I I also want to ask him a lesson."

"He is my half teacher."

Xiao Dongmei spoke very seriously.

Guo Zhuangzhuang was a little speechless.

Someone like Xiao Dongmei in the literary circle is really the only one!

What to think, what to say.

He often has a deadpan face, speaks the most irritating and ruthless words in the calmest tone, and can also say self-deprecating words.

If Guo Zhuangzhuang hadn't been sprayed for several years and had a strong psychological quality, even if Xiao Dongmei was impeccably beautiful, he wouldn't want to be a licking dog.

Now, he knew that he was no longer qualified to be a dog lick.

However, Guo Zhuangzhuang also admired Xiao Dongmei in his heart.

He publicly admitted that his work was created under the influence of the other party's work, and he also admitted that the other party was his half-teacher!

This kind of heart is also the only one in the literary circle.

Literati look down on each other, not just talk.

He Guo Zhuangzhuang blatantly plagiarized other people's works, even if the court pronounces a sentence, he can shamelessly deny it.

Not to mention publicly acknowledging that one's own work was created under the influence of the other's work...

No literati would say that.

Only Xiao Dongmei dared to speak.

Guo Zhuangzhuang smiled wryly and said, "Okay, you write."

Guo Zhuangzhuang didn't talk nonsense anymore, he knew that with Xiao Dongmei, all the sweet words and deceitful lies were meaningless, and the other party could see through them at a glance.

Guo Zhuangzhuang first posted a paragraph on Weibo.

"Professor Wang's works are still of a consistently high standard, which is amazing. My friend also admires them deeply, but there is still one work that I want to send to Professor Wang for tasting."

"My friend said that this work is a recent study of Professor Wang's work, and I suddenly came up with inspiration. I hope to communicate with Professor Wang."

sent out.

……

now!

The entire Weibo became lively again.

Many fans who follow Wang Qian, eat melon passers-by, and self-media people are all excited.

Wang Qian replied to Guo Zhuangzhuang, and released another work.

"It's also Zuihuayin. Although I don't know much about literature, I can tell that the superior and the inferior are judged. Professor Wang's work, I know it is a good work after reading it. The last sentence is fascinating. People are thinner than Huanghua, so sad."

"After reading Professor Wang's works, I feel a chilling feeling inexplicably. Is this the sense of substitution?"

"Excellent! Professor Wang's talent is going to break through the sky."

"This song Drunken Flower Yin, I feel so good! The readers are unconsciously bitter, and they can't help but feel the wind blowing from the west, and people are thinner than yellow flowers, and they want to cry."

……

Professor Tang Hepeng quickly commented: "Unexpectedly, Professor Wang could write such a good and graceful poem. It's amazing! This song Drunken Flower Yin is no worse than Zhao Qingyue's Drunken Flower Yin in history."

Tang Hepeng's comment caused a shock in the literary circle.

Because, this evaluation is too high.

Zhao Qingyue is the most famous female poet in history and one of the representatives of the School of Graceful Ci. She has left behind many popular works of graceful Ci, including several in textbooks. She is a great writer known to everyone.

Tang Hepeng, but compared this song Drunken Flower Yin with the works of that historic writer?

Why?

Several literary critics immediately refuted it from the media.

"Professor Tang's words are too absolute, right? Has the evaluation been raised? Although Professor Wang's works are good, I haven't tasted them carefully yet, but why should he be compared with Zhao Qingyue? What qualifications does he have to compare with Zhao Qingyue? "

"Zhao Qingyue's Drunken Flower Yin is in the textbook, and everyone can memorize it. Where is Wang Qian's Drunken Flower Yin?"

"Professor Tang is getting confused."

Tang Hepeng ignored these rebuttals and did not delete them. After publishing, he and Bai Hua chatted over tea in the office.

……

Beijing.

Xue Zhenguo and Xueman looked at Wang Qian's work, and both father and daughter frowned!

Not bad.

But so good!

But, it's because it's so good.

They frowned and wondered.

Because, this is a graceful poem with female vision as the main body.

If it is written by a female author.

They will not be so puzzled.

However, this was written by Wang Qian.

You are a big man, why?

Xueman smiled bitterly and said, "How could Wang Qian grasp women's psychology so clearly and delicately? This graceful poem is great. I think what Professor Tang said is good, not worse than Zhao Qingyue's drunken flower."

Xueman giggled and muttered: "After Dongli drank the wine at dusk, there was a dark fragrance filling his sleeves. I can't help but feel the wind blowing from the west, and people are thinner than yellow flowers!"

Just reading, Xueman felt intoxicated.

This is the one that surprised and liked the most among all Wang Qian's works, none of which was written in her heart.

Xue Zhenguo was also silent for a few seconds, read it again carefully, and then said: "Indeed, I believe even if it is Zhao Qingyue's work. This Wang Qian is simply a monster!"

Xue Zhenguo no longer knew how to describe Wang Qian.

It can only be described as a monster.

Unrestrained.

Grace!

All so well written.

No one has ever done so many literati at the level of great writers in history.

Because everyone's personality and hobbies are fixed within a range, and inspiration and works are also generated within this range, and it is impossible to go beyond this range.

People with a bold and unrestrained personality cannot write good graceful words. Maybe they can rely on their strong literary skills to forcibly choose words and make sentences to write a neat graceful word, but they will not be very good. It is impossible to compare with those classic graceful words , because its spirit is not a graceful style!

On the contrary, the same is true for graceful and introverted poets, who cannot write good bold and unrestrained poems.

but……

Wang Qian has almost done it now.

I am bold and unrestrained.

I am tactful.

So what are you?

This is Xue Zhenguo's doubts now.

In his eyes, Wang Qian became mysterious and unpredictable.

Can't see through!

Xueman said quickly: "Guo Zhuangzhuang spoke again. I can be sure now that he is definitely with Senior Sister Dongmei and used Senior Sister Dongmei as a weapon. But how could Senior Sister Dongmei be fooled by him?"

Xueman knows how calm and wise Xiao Dongmei is.

If it wasn't for Xiao Dongmei's personality, Xueman knew that this most outstanding Chinese student of Peking University in the past ten years would not have been a professor at Shancheng University. He was fully qualified to stay in the school to teach. He may also be a professor at Peking University now.

It was because Xiao Dongmei offended some people with her words that she had to leave Beijing University in the end. Xue Zhenguo had disputes with several leaders because of this. In the end, it was Xiao Dongmei who took the initiative to choose to leave, which resolved the turmoil.

Such a smart senior sister who doesn't look at other people's faces, speaks straight to the point, dares to offend anyone, will not compromise with anyone, and is amazingly talented, will be fooled by Guo Zhuangzhuang?

Xueman couldn't believe it.

Xue Zhenguo said softly: "It's not sure who is fooling you. Maybe Dongmei borrowed Guo Zhuangzhuang's hand to communicate with Wang Qian in the air?"

Xueman was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "It is indeed possible, Senior Sister Dongmei will do this very likely. Guo Zhuangzhuang is not so arrogant anymore, and Guo Zhuangzhuang said that Senior Sister Dongmei has been studying Wang Wang recently. Qian's works, so I got inspiration, which makes sense! Sister Dongmei, may be using Guo Zhuangzhuang to communicate with Wang Qian."

Xue Zhenguo was taken aback, and asked, "Dongmei still has works?"

Xueman nodded: "Guo Zhuangzhuang's Weibo said so, saying that Senior Sister Dongmei still has a work to be published!"

Xue Zhenguo laughed: "Sure enough, it is Dongmei, not afraid, not ashamed, not arrogant, not angry. In my life, the most satisfying student I have taught is Dongmei."

Xueman asked: "Then what about me?"

Xue Zhenguo cast a glance at his girl: "You are far behind."

Xueman was speechless, expressing that she was used to it.

This is my dear father.