It took eight years to debut

and so!

This is the rogue of the literati.

I cheat!

You can't help me.

Ma Rui's mood improved, and he made up his mind to play tricks. He was also very happy to see Wang Qian pretending to be helpless, with a smile on his face, and said: "Mr. Wang Qian, thank you for your comments on my works. Although I don't Recognized, but it also proves that you are very insightful in literature, I will talk to you next time, I will go down to rest first, and I will not disturb you talking about music."

As he said that, Marui still wanted to leave the podium with a victorious attitude.

Although he was criticized for being useless, and he himself recognized Wang Qian's comments from the bottom of his heart, but on the surface he was stubborn and still left here as a winner!

To put it simply and bluntly - I am shameless, I am not afraid, and I am invincible.

There were some discussions at the scene.

"Marie is embarrassing."

"Hehe, is this a shameless writer? I've seen it."

"Wang Qian's literary attainments are indeed very high, which made Ma Rui start cheating."

"There's nothing Ma Rui can do about it, unless Wang Qian can write a song that is much better than Ma Rui's to prove..."

"Improbable, how could Wang Qian write an English poem?"

"Although he can't write, I also admire him very much. The key to being able to have such high attainments in the fields of music and literature at the same time is that he is still so young. He is simply a genius. He will definitely become famous all over the world..."

"Get Marui out, he makes me feel ashamed..."

"Ma Rui is so pitiful. He tried his best to step on Wang Qian to become famous in the world, but he was slapped in the face on the spot."

……

The discussion made Ma Rui's complexion paler, but he still smiled stubbornly, turned around and wanted to leave quickly. He didn't dare to stand here any longer and be discussed by everyone. He was afraid that he would become the laughing stock of the New York cultural circle from now on.

However, when Marui just turned around and wanted to escape.

Wang Qian opened his mouth and said: "Mr. Ma Rui, if you insist on your views and treat your works so unfairly and unobjectively, then you will not make any progress in your field of literature. Yes. If you want to chat with me about literature, you don’t need to wait for the next time.”

"I just thought of a piece of work a few days ago. It's better to hit the day than to choose a date. I'll write it now and let Mr. Ma Rui also comment on my work. How about it?"

Forehead!

The scene where there was a lot of discussion just now returned to silence in an instant.

Everyone stared at Wang Qian again!

They didn't know how many times they were shocked by Wang Qian, a young man from China today, but every time they couldn't help being shocked again by Wang Qian's words and actions.

This class was the public class that left them in a state of shock the most times they had ever attended in their life.

Every move of this Chinese young man exceeded their expectations and common sense.

Just now many people said that it is impossible for Wang Qian to write a work to prove...

This is not the end of the story.

In a blink of an eye, Wang Qian is really going to write a work?

Everyone wants to ask: Do you know that you are a musician?Did you know you're a singer?

Or I want to ask more: Do you know that your profession is an actor?

Why do you have so many things that have nothing to do with actors?The attainment is still so high?

Do you really want to write English poetry now?

Max, Malone, Dawson, and Kallman all held their breath in shock. They looked at Wang Qian without blinking, as if they were afraid of missing something.

Christine even clenched her hands!

Mars, Elton and others also stared at Wang Qian with wide eyes, without saying a word.

The Huaxia delegation was also silent.

Sophie, Tyler is speechless...

Ma Rui, who had just turned around, also stood there stiffly, maintaining a half-turned movement, staring at Wang Qian in surprise and asking back: "Mr. Wang Qian, what are you talking about? You want to write a poem? English poetry?"

Wang Qian smiled and said, "Yes, do you want to see it?"

Ma Rui quickly recovered from the shock, then lifted his spirits, looked at Wang Qian and said, "Why not?"

There was a hint of smile and anticipation in Marui's eyes.

Of course, I am not looking forward to Wang Qian's good works, but I am looking forward to finding my place later...

No matter what Wang Qian said.

Ma Rui made up his mind that it would be enough to criticize his works just now, just like how Wang Qian analyzed and criticized his works just now, and he also came to learn to belittle the criticism word by word, so that he could regain his position and put Wang Qian Criticism of his work is useless, so that everyone will not remember how his work was analyzed and criticized by Wang Qian!

Thinking of this, the smile on Ma Rui's face became even wider, and his pale face returned to rosy. Looking at Wang Qian, he stretched out his hand and said, "Mr. Wang Qian, please..."

Wang Qian nodded, glanced at everyone at the scene, then turned around and picked up chalk to write on the blackboard, and at the same time said softly: "This poem is a song I sang at the Voice of China competition. Based on my understanding, I rewrote this song into an English poem."

"I think this poem can more clearly explain the artistic conception of love that Mr. Marui asked to express just now."

talking!

Wang Qian quickly started writing.

Everyone at the scene held their breath and stared at the blackboard.

Ma Rui also smiled, staring at the words written by Wang Qian with wide eyes, and quickly began to think about how to start criticizing and belittling in order to appear professional and literary. Qian Qian showed his literary background, but after thinking about it, he felt that he could not do it.

Wang Qian's hand moved quickly on the blackboard, the sound of chalk rubbing against the blackboard continued, and English words appeared on the blackboard one by one.

Everyone looks at every letter that comes out, not wanting to miss a single detail.

When you are old!

The title appears.

A sense of vicissitudes rushed over.

Everyone's sense of anticipation is even stronger.

And everyone in the Huaxia delegation flushed with excitement.

Seeing the title, all of them knew what it was!

Translated, it means when you are old.

Isn't this the folk song that Wang Qian sang on the stage of The Voice of China that moved countless people in China and made the instructor cry on the spot?

This song can be said to have created a download record for folk songs in the past ten years, and it is so touching. At least a million people on the Internet said that they couldn't help crying when they heard this song!

Everyone in the visiting group has heard this song, and they are very familiar with the lyrics of this song.

And Chen Xiaowen even performed with Wang Qian on the stage, witnessing how touching the song Wang Qian sang live.

Ru Ke, Liu Shengnan, Xiao Dongmei, Qin Xuehong, and Qin Xuerong liked this song very much.

None of them thought of it.

Wang Qian actually wrote this song into English poetry?

Are you still writing on this occasion?

Qin Xuerong covered her small mouth, tears dripping down, and looked at Wang Qian with hazy eyes.

Qin Xuehong put his arms around Qin Xuerong, put his head against his younger sister's forehead, and gently patted Qin Xuerong's shoulder, while comforting him, he also felt envious and happy.

Because, she thought, she also got Wang Qian!

Wang Qian's poem was not just for Qin Xuerong, but for the two sisters.

Wang Qian's figure was as tall and straight as a pine, and he wrote each letter and word with a loud voice.

When you are old and gray and full of sleep.

Everyone unconsciously read it in their hearts, and a gentle picture of old age appeared in front of their eyes, and a sense of warmth brewed in their hearts.

But Wang Qian's pen did not stop, and continued to write.

And nodding by the fire, take down this book.

And slowly read, and dream of the soft look.

You eyes and once, and of their shadows deep.

Lines of text appeared quickly under Wang Qian's pen without any pause.

A picture is displayed in the text.

In the dim light, two white-haired old men sat together by the fire, reading a book drowsily...

Everyone was attracted and moved by the picture depicted in these few sentences!

There are many artists and art lovers present, and there is almost no resistance to this artistic text...

All, almost everyone was attracted by Wang Qian's words, and the sound of breathing almost disappeared.

In the whole scene, only the sound of chalk in Wang Qian's hand rubbing against the blackboard was left.

It seemed that it was the footsteps of letters and words coming out.

Chapter 289 The Weeping Artist!What is love?

Los Angeles.

In the lounge of a top music studio.

Adam, Eric, and Winston were all sitting in the lounge, watching the pictures on the TV screen together.

Since more than half an hour ago, the three of them sat together watching this follow-up report program specially set up for Wang Qian, and they haven't changed the channel until now.

They have to admit it.

This show is really attractive.

Even though they didn't want to increase Wang Qian's ratings, they didn't want to leave after watching it. They really wanted to know what would happen next!

very curious to know...

Will Wang Qian be embarrassed by the thousands of music artists and classical music lovers present, and leave in embarrassment?

They really want to know...

Will Wang Qian fulfill his bet with Diana and leave North America directly?

This is their purpose and idea of ​​watching TV in the first place.

because.

All three of them instinctively thought that it was impossible for Wang Qian to escape from the open communication class at Curtis Institute.

After all, Wang Qian is almost an enemy of the entire European and American classical music field there, and there will be a lot of classical music artists trying to make things difficult for Wang Qian...

Most of the European and American music artists at the scene did not want this young man from China to succeed in their territory.

Perhaps, no one in the whole world can satisfy all those music artists.

It's just that the three of Adam didn't expect it.

From the very beginning, Wang Qian responded to the challenges of the two musicians from the Manhattan School of Music with absolute strength, and completely impressed the two musicians with his strong performance and creative ability.

And this moment.

They were even more stunned watching the English words that Wang Qian was writing on the blackboard on the TV screen.

Manager Eric murmured in a low voice: "Water Fake, is this guy really writing poetry?"

Winston also stared at the TV screen, and replied in a low voice: "Maybe, yes..."

Eric: "Will he? Does he understand?"

No one answered him.

Adam felt numb all over!

He found that the gap between himself and Wang Qian might be even bigger than he imagined.

only……