It took eight years to debut

One by one thin gold characters gradually appeared on the white paper.

Everyone held their breath again, staring at the words that appeared on the white paper without blinking their eyes, and quickly connected the words in their minds to think about their meanings.

The first three characters are the title of the work.

Everyone was a little surprised when they saw it, and their eyes widened again.

Warriors line!

I just feel that these three words are 100% consistent with Wang Qian's aura at the moment. Wang Qian himself seems to be a knight-errant who walks with a sword.

Wang Qian dipped his brush in the ink, and wrote vigorously again. The brush in his hand seemed to have turned into a sword. Every word was full of vigor, and there was an urge to speak in his heart.

The thin gold calligraphy fonts that were originally misty with a sense of dust and immortality have become hard and sharp at this moment!

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Goosen, Xueming."

Just after the first sentence is written, a clear picture comes to my face.

Many people in the literary circle present with cultural background quickly thought about the connotation and meaning of this sentence, and felt unfathomable as soon as they thought about it!

And many others who don't understand the meaning of it, just try to read it, and feel a sense of pride in their hearts!

Then...

Wang Qian continued to write.

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star."

A clear picture came again.

A knight riding a white horse with a silver saddle gallops with a Wu hook!

Su Jiangsheng, who returned to his seat, couldn't help admiring in a low voice: "Good!"

Li Huangjiang, Wang Xuewen, and Xie Yu were also a little emotional.

Lu Chunhu, Tang Hepeng, Xue Zhenguo and others were also staring at the screen projected on the blackboard without blinking!

Wang Qian's hand didn't stop, they were still reminiscing about the last sentence.

The next sentence was a more intense shock again.

"Kill a person in ten steps, and leave a thousand miles behind!"

As soon as this sentence comes out.

There was a loud bang in everyone's minds, as if the line of defense had been pierced by a long sword, and the whole thought was blank!

And the few people who controlled themselves stood up in amazement.

This poem is amazing.

For example, Su Jiangsheng, Li Huangjiang, Xue Zhenguo, Tang Hepeng, Lu Chunhu and other middle-aged and old literary workers all stood up instantly after being amazed by this sentence, as if they could see it more clearly.

Xueman was stunned for a moment when she saw this sentence just now, and then she was woken up by the father who suddenly stood up, was startled, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to hold the father's hand.

But Xue Zhenguo ignored his daughter, pushed her hand away impatiently, and stared at Wang Qian's words with all his attention.

It seems that the whole person is invested in it!

"Hello."

"Let's drink in Xinling, take off the sword and cross your knees."

"Will roast Zhuhai, and hold the cup to persuade Hou Ying."

A line of poetry was quickly written by Wang Qian. Every stroke, every stroke, left traces on the paper like swords, and every movement seemed to be waving a sword. .

Everyone watching the scene was pleasing to the eye, and at the same time shocked.

More and more people stood up.

Within a few seconds, everyone in the audience stood up and stared at the screen projected on the blackboard.

No one wants to miss a single detail.

Even Guo Zhuangzhuang, who was just thinking about the couplets to save face, was completely attracted by this poem at the moment, forgot about the couplets, forgot about the fight for face, and just wanted to read the next sentence!

Xiao Dongmei, Liu Shengnan, who were closest to Wang Qian, and Qin Xuerong, who was still grinding ink, were the most shocked. They all felt that their minds were blank, and they didn't know anything. A figure as sharp as a blade.

Qin Xuerong rubbed the ink lightly mechanically, never leaving Wang Qian's eyes. This Wang Qian, who was completely different from before, made her fall completely again, wishing she could just throw herself into Wang Qian's arms!

Wang Qian was completely immersed in the artistic conception of this poem, and fully expressed the spirit in it through words.

and so.

Every word he writes has the unique artistic conception of Xia Ke Xing!

Every word is like a sword.

Every word is like a swordsman!

"Three cups of Nuoran, the five mountains are lighter."

"After dazzling eyes and ears, the spirit is full of vitality."

"Saving Zhao and wielding the golden hammer, Handan was the first to be shocked."

"The two heroes of Qianqiu, Xuanhe Daliang City."

"Let's die as a hero, and be ashamed to be a hero in the world."

"Who can write your Excellency, Baishou Taixuanjing!"

All in one go!

One by one, words like the blade of a sword fell on the white paper.

When Wang Qian finally finished his pen, he felt a little tired.

Writing with such concentration is extremely exhausting.

In particular, it is even more labor-intensive to display his master-level calligraphy.

and so.

Wang Qian felt a little tired.

However, there is also some excitement in the exhaustion.

Because he is still immersed in the artistic conception of this poem, he seems to be the kind of knight who saves a country.

Finished.

Gently lower the brush.

Wang Qian looked up with his hands behind his back.

Thousands of people in the audience stood neatly, all still looking at him, the blackboard, and the projected words without blinking.

An old double-star professor couldn't help but read out, which was extremely clear and loud in the silent hall.

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Goosen, Xueming."

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star."

"Ten steps to kill a person, a thousand miles without leaving."

"Hello."

"Let's drink in Xinling, take off the sword and cross your knees."

"Will roast Zhuhai, and hold the cup to persuade Hou Ying."

"Three cups of promise, the five mountains are lighter."

"After dazzling eyes and ears, the spirit is full of vitality."

"Saving Zhao and wielding the golden hammer, Handan was the first to be shocked."

"The two heroes of Qianqiu, Xuanhe Daliang City."

"Let's die as a hero, and be ashamed to be a hero in the world."

"Who can write your Excellency, Baishou Taixuanjing!"

The old professor must also be from the Chinese Department, and his professional ability is very good. The cadence of the poems is expressed, and some of the emotions are expressed, which is very touching.

Many students felt a sense of pride in their hearts when they heard this, and they couldn't wait to find someone to fight, their faces flushed with excitement.

"Nice poem!"

The old professor finally gave an affirmative evaluation, and then applauded first.

All the sober audience applauded.

Even standing, everyone clapped their hands vigorously.

Li Huangjiang, Su Jiangsheng and other double star people, as well as Tang Hepeng, Lu Chunhu, Guo Zhuangzhuang and others.

There are also Xue Zhenguo, Xue Man, etc...

Yang Jiansen, Juliet, Yu Zhongya, Li Jing and others...

Ru Ke, Yang Zixuan...

Xu Wenwen, Xu Xiaoxiao...

Yu Jingruo, Li Qingyao...

Wang Jingyu, Cui Wenfeng, the four mentors...

And some showbiz people in the back row.

They were all applauding vigorously.

Zhou Tao, Wu Han and other young fresh meats, and the little Huadans, all deeply felt their own humbleness in front of Wang Qian.

That kind of cultural connotation, and temperament...

It is beyond their reach in this life.

Before, they still had the idea of ​​chasing popularity and traffic.

Now, they just want to read the book well and enjoy this amazing masterpiece.

If they can write such a work, they will be satisfied even if they quit the circle immediately and never come back.

Even from the perspective of traffic stars with low cultural standards like them, they still think that this is an absolute masterpiece that can be famous in history, and it will definitely be praised by many people in the future.

clap clap clap...

The applause lasted for more than a minute.

Li Huangjiang stared at the piece of paper on the table, pushed Su Jiangsheng hard, and winked fiercely.

Su Jiangsheng would feel good about it, knowing that Li Huangjiang wanted that picture.The words in this picture definitely have a special meaning. If this poem becomes a masterpiece through the ages in the future, then the authenticity of Wang Qian’s public writing of this poem for the first time here will be invaluable.

If anyone can come up with the authentic works of some famous works published for the first time by several great writers in history, then this work can almost be said to exist like a national treasure, and its value cannot be measured!

Unfortunately……

Such works hardly exist in the world.

Of course, there are authentic works of great writers, but it is not the first time that he has written a masterpiece of authentic works, so although the value is frighteningly high, it has not reached the level of national treasures.

but……

Now, the work in front of Wang Qian has such potential.

It is worth everyone at the scene to collect it as a family heirloom.

Thousands of years later, if there are still many people praising this work...

Then this authentic piece may be a national treasure.

Therefore, everyone is envious of the authenticity of Wang Qian's work.

Including Xue Zhenguo, Lu Chunhu, Tang Hepeng and others, all wished to go up and take it away.

However, others were jealous but did not dare to take any action.

Because, this is Double Star's classroom.

People from other schools didn't have a reason, and they didn't dare to go up to get things.

And the double star people...