It took eight years to debut

Yang Jiansen's face even turned rosy with excitement.

The three of them came to a circle of students, and instead of yelling at them to disperse them, they gently pushed aside the crowd and walked in.

Juliet was curious. She had just returned to China not long ago. Although she had seen Wang Qian's literary works on the Internet, it was the first time she saw Wang Qian posting new works on the spot, so she was also full of surprises. There is a trace of excitement!

She likes Chinese culture very much, and also likes every literary work of Wang Qian, but her understanding of Chinese literature is not so deep.

Who is that lucky?

Can you get a new work as a gift from Professor Wang?

Juliet first glanced at Qin Xuerong who was standing behind Wang Qian, and then saw the woman standing in front of Wang Qian, who was as calm as water.

is her!

Juliet recognized at a glance that this was the one who asked questions in class just now.

Yang Jiansen and Li Jing, when the three of Yu Zhongya saw Xiao Dongmei, they also recognized who this was at a glance.

The thought of replacing it was immediately extinguished.

This one, they don't dare to force it.

It's not...

From behind, Su Jiangsheng and Wang Jingshan also walked in.

The two also heard the discussion here and walked over quickly.

I saw it was Xiao Dongmei.

Su Jiangsheng smiled and said: "It seems that Professor Wang and Professor Xiao are really good friends."

Wang Jingshan nodded slightly, and when he looked at Xiao Dongmei, he also had a hint of envy.

As a literati, he recognized Wang Qian's accomplishments in the field of poetry very much. That kind of masterpiece is definitely what everyone wants.

When the surrounding students saw Yang Jiansen, Li Jing, and Yu Zhongya, they all consciously stepped back again, giving up more space in the middle, and now they couldn't see anything at all.

Then, Yang Jiansen, Li Jing, Yu Zhongya, Juliet, Su Jiangsheng and Wang Jingshan slowly came to Wang Qian's side.

Although, they didn't want to disturb Wang Qian.

However, they were really curious to know what works Wang Qian was writing.

Is it another masterpiece?

However, when a few people just wanted to take a closer look.

Xiao Dongmei looked back at them with a rare serious look in her eyes, which made them stop in their tracks.

Then, Su Jiangsheng smiled at Xiao Dongmei, and said in a low voice: "Dongmei, let's just have a look, don't talk!"

Yang Jiansen also accompanied with a smile. Under Xiao Dongmei's eyes, he, the host, was a little scared, and didn't want to provoke Xiao Dongmei's anger.

Xiao Dongmei nodded, ignored them and continued to look at Wang Qian.

Several people then slowly walked to the table.

rustling...

There was a rapid sound of paper and pen rubbing against each other.

Su Jiangsheng, as the head of the Double Star Chinese Department, was most looking forward to and wanted to read it, so he immediately stretched his head to look at the text on the notebook.

Yang Jiansen, Li Jing, Yu Zhongya, and Juliet also quickly looked at Wang Qian's notebook!

Wang Jingshan felt helpless for a moment.

Because, he can't see, there is no place for him.

He didn't dare to forcibly push away a few people to squeeze in. These people were all existences that he couldn't afford to provoke.

Therefore, he could only smile wryly, then stood outside, stretched his head, and looked in from the gap in the space between the few people, but unfortunately he still couldn't see it!

rustling...

rustling...

The sound of paper and pen rubbing against each other was slow and powerful.

Words in thin gold and hard pen appeared in Wang Qian's pen.

A line of text has been written.

Several people read each word carefully, not wanting to miss a punctuation.

Bu Suanzi, Yongmei.

Look at the title name.

Everyone looked at Xiao Dongmei enviously.

Bu Suanzi must be an ancient Ci card.

Yongmei, even the blind can see that it was given to Xiao Dongmei.

Beside the broken bridge outside the post, lonely and no master.It's already dusk alone, and even more wind and rain.

Behind.

Wang Qian continued to write.

Unwilling to struggle hard for spring, Renqun Fang was jealous.

When this sentence was written, the eyes of the people around them lit up, and they praised in their hearts: "Well written."

Xiao Dongmei's body even froze for a moment, her hands were clenched tightly, she was very excited, and there was a glint of water brewing in her eyes.

Scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant.

As Wang Qian wrote each word, the last sentence was also completed.

Su Jiangsheng quickly read it from the beginning again, and felt that the more he read, the better he felt. Seeing that Wang Qian had finished writing, he couldn't help but want to say something.

Yang Jiansen was also about to say a few words of praise.

but.

Xiao Dongmei and Qin Xuerong made a silence gesture to them at the same time.

Keep everyone quiet!

Su Jiangsheng and Yang Jiansen, the deans of the two schools, had to swallow the words that had just come to their lips.

Li Jing, Yu Zhongya, and Juliet also blushed slightly, obviously a little excited, but at the same time looked at Qin Xuerong and Xiao Dongmei curiously, wondering why these two didn't let everyone talk?

Isn't it already written?

but.

They all looked at Wang Qian carefully.

Only then did I realize that Wang Qian did not sign the payment at the end, and frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

He didn't look up at them either, as if he hadn't noticed the surrounding situation.

What is he doing?

The faces of several people are very curious.

Could it be that you are not satisfied with this work?

but……

After reading it carefully, they all felt that it was another masterpiece.

At least, they believe that in the field of Yongmei, it is not inferior to the few masterpieces they are familiar with through the ages.

Still not satisfied?

Can't help it.

Several people felt a little ashamed and admired.

This is Professor Wang, a person who is so strict with himself.

but……

They quickly suppressed many thoughts in their hearts.

because.

they see.

The pen in Wang Qian's hand started to move again.

Xiao Dongmei's eyes were full of excitement, and her hands were tightly entangled in her lower abdomen. Looking at Wang Qian and the words on the notebook, many wonderful emotions emerged in her heart.

why...

I didn't meet you so late?

A great regret appeared in Xiao Dongmei's heart.

The others looked curiously at what else Wang Qian wanted to write.

I saw Wang Qian continued to write words one by one.

"The wind and rain send spring back, and the snow welcomes spring."

"It's already a cliff with a hundred feet of ice, and there are still pretty flowers."

In an instant, everyone present, except for Juliet, could tell that this was another piece of divination.

Moreover, it was still Yongmei's.

Therefore, Wang Qian didn't even write a new title, and continued to write it later, obviously still using the same title as Bu Suanzi Yongmei.

Su Jiangsheng, Yang Jiansen, Li Jing, and Yu Zhongya all stared at Wang Qian without blinking, for fear of missing any details.

They have a feeling that they might be passed on to the world because of what happened today.

Juliet felt very strange. For the first time, she deeply felt the mystery and beauty of traditional Chinese culture.

After all, she grew up in England and went to school. Although she lived in the capital for a few years when she was a child, she can speak Chinese and know Chinese characters, but she has no deep understanding of traditional Chinese culture.

This time, it was the first time for her to feel the mystery and inner beauty of traditional Chinese culture.

In addition, Wang Qian also became mysterious and dazzling in her eyes, as if he was the most attractive person in the world, making her reluctant to take her eyes off for a moment.

rustling...

Another text fell down.

Wang Qian wrote the last two sentences in one go.

"Pretty doesn't compete for spring, but only announces the arrival of spring."

"When the mountain flowers are in full bloom, she laughs among the bushes."

Done!

Wang Qian felt relieved.

Write down the feeling in your heart.

Although, in essence, neither of these two divination poems is his own work, he is just a porter.

However, when he saw Xiao Dongmei's temperament and smile just now, he immediately thought of these two works, and felt a little throbbing in his heart, wanting to write them out.

So, he followed his heart.

Wrote these two works of the same name.

Finished.

The thoughts in my heart became much smoother.

Wang Qian smiled slightly, and took advantage of the opportunity to write the signature at the end——Wang Qian, a gift to his friend Xiao Dongmei.

After finishing writing, Wang Qian handed the notebook to Xiao Dongmei in front of him, raised his head and said with a smile, "I happened to have a little inspiration just now, so I couldn't help but write it out. I feel that it fits you very well, so I gave it to you."

Xiao Dongmei stretched out her hands, took the notebook solemnly, looked at Wang Qian with eyes like water, and said softly, "Thank you, Professor Wang, Xiao Dongmei will remember it forever."

Wang Qian still smiled and said: "Make friends with literature, you are my first literary friend."

Xiao Dongmei calmed down, glanced at Qin Xuerong, gave Qin Xuerong a smile, and then answered Wang Qian: "You are also my first real friend. In the future, I may live in Shanghai for a long time. I hope to have the opportunity to ask Wang Qian again. Ask the professor."