This Star Doesn’t Work Overtime

  Seeing that Mr. Han and Zhang Yiheng went directly to the stage to stand next to Wang Cheng to watch Wang Cheng write, everyone in the audience was envious. Almost everyone wanted to go up, but they didn't have such great courage and qualifications!

   After all, Mr. Han is the only master of running script calligraphy in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and he has a high status in the circle. Zhang Yiheng is the president of Double Star University, and he is considered a landlord. They are definitely one of the most qualified people on stage to watch Wang Cheng write!

  Many famous people in the circle in the front row stood up quickly, still stretching their necks to look at Wang Cheng on the stage, and the cursive calligraphy characters written by Wang Cheng...

  Unfortunately, they were in the audience after all. Even if they stood up and stretched their necks, they couldn't fully see Wang Cheng's handwriting. They could only see clearly what Wang Cheng wrote through the projection behind them.

  I saw that Wang Cheng stood there as motionless as a pine tree, but the brush in his hand revealed a different kind of chic and elegant, and every word seemed to contain some kind of free and easy artistic conception.

  Mr. Han stood beside Wang Cheng, looking at every word written by Wang Cheng's hand and brush without blinking, slightly shocked and envious in his heart.

  He has worked hard all his life, but he still hasn't touched Wang Cheng's current state, and there is still a slight gap, and this slight gap is doomed to two people at two levels!

  Although both of them can be said to be masters of running script, Mr. Han knows that he and Wang Cheng are far behind in calligraphy achievement in running script!

  Zhang Yiheng took a deep breath, with his hands behind his back, he looked at every word written by Wang Cheng, and his heart trembled slightly!

if it is possible…

  He is really willing to give everything in exchange for this work.

  Yi Hetaro next to him was also beside him. When he saw Wang Cheng's unrestrained and elegant cursive script, his heart was full of wry smiles and envy, as well as a trace of jealousy.

  Can practice both calligraphy fonts to this level...

  Let’s not talk about the history of the island nation, it didn’t even appear in the history of China.

  What kind of monster did he provoke?

  Wang Cheng's performances on those shows are all true?

  Hoo...

  Yi Hetaro took a deep breath, wanting to take back what he had just said about provoking Wang Cheng to compete in modern poetry.

  Because, no matter what modern poetry or not, Wang Cheng's two calligraphy skills are enough to crush everything.

   Nothing else matters.

  Even if the content Wang Cheng wrote is a piece of shit, his calligraphy alone is of great value.

   And when he carefully read the content written by Wang Cheng, his whole body trembled, his neck became stiff, and he stared at the lines of words with wide eyes!

  The host next to him couldn't help but read along, and the voice spread throughout the audience through the microphone.

Although everyone in the audience could clearly see every word written by Wang Cheng through the huge projection above, everyone still felt an inexplicable feeling when they heard the host read it out. Shock and warmth.

"Facing the Ocean, Spring and Blossom!"

"Be a happy man from tomorrow on."

   "Feed the horses, chop wood, and travel the world."

   "From tomorrow, those who care about food and vegetables."

  “I have a house facing the sea, where spring flowers bloom.”

   "Starting tomorrow, communicate with every relative."

   "Tell them about my happiness."

   "That happy lightning told me."

   "I'm going to tell everyone."

   "To every river."

   "Every mountain."

   "Take a warm name."

   "Stranger, I also bless you."

   "May you have a bright future."

   "May your lover be married in the end."

   "May you find happiness in this world."

   "I just want to face the sea, and the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming!"

  The professional voice of the host, the cadence of this poem is recited, and every word is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

  After reading, the host himself couldn't help but two tears dripped from his eyes, but he didn't realize it. He just looked at the free and easy, warm, and inexplicable fonts on the paper!

  Every line of the poem is touching, as if seeing a yearning life!

  The scene became extremely silent again.

Both Yihetaro and Nakamura Yuji were in a daze as if struck by lightning, and there were some blanks in their minds. Compared with the few modern poems they prepared, it was a shock of dimensionality reduction. The prepared modern poems were completely forgotten, only the lines written by Wang Cheng kept emerging in their hearts, and the words themselves and the artistic conception contained in the poems kept impacting their hearts.

  Xuezi also had a reddish complexion, red eyes, staring at Wang Cheng, in a daze.

  Lu Zhen and Jia Qian are also a little confused...

If ancient poems are not good, then use modern poems. This is the strategy they formulated together. But looking at this modern poem by Wang Cheng, the two big names in the island country's literary world who have gone out of China are also a little confused and don't know how to deal with it. !

   They have never seen many such modern poems in their life.

  In the entire Asian literary world, among the modern poems that have appeared in recent decades, there is no more than the number of hands that can be compared with Wang Cheng's poem.

   And in the fast-paced era where materialism is rampant and information is in a daze, there has not been such a top-notch work in 20 years.

Now…

   appeared again.

   Moreover, it appeared together with a Qijue frontier poem comparable to the classic poems of the Tang Dynasty.

   Moreover, it was made by the same person!

this…

  Let Lu Zhen and Jia Qian feel like a dream.

   This was something they didn't even dare to think about in their dreams.

  Lin Nianxiang, Xing Tongshu, Zhang Guobin, Li Qing, Yu Hong and others also stared wide-eyed.

  When they heard Yi Hetaro and Nakamura Yuji provoke Wang Cheng to write modern poetry, they were a little worried.

   After all, Wang Cheng did not write modern poetry, and they were also afraid that Wang Cheng would not be able to write good modern poetry. If they were overwhelmed by the other party, the other party would definitely spread the word to suppress Wang Cheng and the entire Chinese literary world.

did not expect…

  Wang Cheng didn't say a word, turned around and wrote such a poem.

Facing the Ocean, Spring and Blossom!

  Zhang Guobin whispered to Li Qing beside him: "Old Li, when Wang Cheng was in the capital, I should have asked Lao He to go to the hotel to invite Wang Cheng together!"

  Zhang Guobin's tone was unabashedly regretful.

  Lao He is Zhang Guobin's boss, who is also the principal of Capital University.

  Zhang Guobin saw that Wang Cheng wrote two such excellent works in master-level cursive script and master-level cursive script at Shuangxing University at this time, and regretted that he didn't personally invite the principal to invite Wang Cheng two days ago.

  He believed that he and the principal, Lao He, would be able to invite Wang Cheng to give lectures at Capital University if they came to the door in person.

  Then maybe, Wang Cheng will be able to keep these two works in Capital University, and it will definitely become a good story in the literary world by then, leaving a legend for the history of Capital University.

pity…

   This story and legend already belonged to Double Star University.

  Many audience behind also stood up one after another, stretching their necks to look at the podium.

  Yu Hong, Chen Yuqi, Wen Yixiao, Zhu Ziqi, An Keru, Han Xiao, Lin Mi, Lin Dongqing, Zheng Wenzhong, Zheng Gan, etc. all stood up.

Yu Jinghong said in a low voice: "I have been in the entertainment industry for so long, and this is the first time I have seen it. However, these two poems are really well written. This modern poem can definitely be called the best modern poem one."

  Modern poetry is a genre of poetry that only appeared in modern times, so it only has a history of about a hundred years, and naturally there are not many good works.

   Now Wang Cheng's work can be said to be one of the best works of modern poetry ever published.

  Everyone in their presence is a witness.

   Zheng Qian heard the people around him discussing with admiration and envy.

   "This poem is absolutely the best modern poem I have ever seen."

   "The writing is really good. This is the life I want. Facing the sea, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming. It's a pity that I can't live such a life in this life."

   "Caring about the details of life, caring for relatives and friends, and giving blessings to strangers, this is really happiness..."

"The most classic thing is that Wang Cheng's free and easy hand, free and easy calligraphy in running script, matches the artistic conception of this poem, it is perfect. This poem can be regarded as one of the best modern poems, but with Wang Cheng Cheng’s calligraphy, then this one can be removed, it can be said to be the best modern poetry.”

   "If I could get this work, I would die!"

  …

  Zheng Qian said to his son Zheng Wenzhong: "Is it possible to get this work?"

Zheng Wenzhong immediately shook his head: "How is it possible? There are two people standing in the stands staring at you, Mr. Han and Principal Zhang. If Wang Cheng doesn't take him away, these two may fight on the podium. There are dozens of people in the front row. Hundreds of people are staring at us, how can it be our turn, dad, don't think about it, it can't be done with any amount of money."

  Zheng Qian was a little helpless.

The middle-aged man in front also said: "Mr. Zheng, don't think about it. Wang Cheng's calligraphy is of extraordinary value, and its significance is even higher than that of a knight. This is the first modern poem written by Wang Cheng publicly, and it is so good. Modern poetry works, combined with this master-level running script calligraphy, the collection value is still higher than that of knights."

"The future appreciation space is also very huge. For these famous schools and literary giants, it is a collection that cannot be missed. Therefore, even if Wang Cheng does not want it, it will not be the turn of others. Maybe after a hundred years, it will be a certain This is the treasure of a museum!"

Forehead…

  Zheng Qian and Zheng Wenzhong were taken aback when they heard this, and after thinking about it carefully, they agreed with what this person said.

  Anything is the first and most symbolic.

  It’s like Wang Cheng’s famous chivalrous action, and no one who has read it doesn’t like it, but the collection value of the humble room inscription is actually higher.

  Because, the humble chamber inscription is the first master calligraphy work written by Wang Cheng publicly, and it is also the work that the humble chamber inscription can be called an eternal masterpiece.

  So, although many collectors outside are shouting super high prices and want to buy Xia Ke Xing.

  However, the price that many collectors shouted for the inscription of the humble room is actually not lower than that of the knight.

   Now facing the sea, spring is warm and flowers are blooming. This is the first modern poem written by Wang Cheng publicly, and its symbolic meaning is also extraordinary.

After thinking about it for a while, Zheng Qian put out the idea of ​​getting this work, and could only sigh with emotion in a low voice: "I can only hope that Wang Cheng can write more works in the future, and they can enter the market, so that I have the opportunity to buy a few works." .”

  As long as it can be done with money, then Zheng Gan believes that he can do it.

  Wang Cheng is still young, only nineteen years old, and he will definitely write a large number of excellent works in the future, there is no doubt about it.

  The only question is whether Wang Cheng's future works will enter the market.

   And on the podium.

  Wang Cheng slowly put down the brush in his hand, and then put away the modern poem he wrote under the gaze of everyone.

  Everyone who wants to get it is regretful.

  The nearest Zhang Yiheng clenched his fists tightly, feeling his heart was bleeding, and wished he could go forward to **** it, but forcibly held back.

  Mr. Han just looked regretful, and he didn't want it so urgently. He said: "In today's world, running script calligraphy should take you as the first!"

   After saying something, Mr. Han turned around and walked away.

   And this sentence spread throughout the audience.

  Everyone present was shocked when they heard it, and many people looked at Mr. Han with incredible eyes.

  Since ancient times, there has been a saying that Wu Wu is second and Wen Wu is first.

  Because literary works are very subjective and there is no absolute criterion for judging them. If you say yours is good, he will also say yours is good, but if I insist on saying mine is good, I just don’t recognize yours!

  For example, Mr. Han himself is a master of running script, and he also publicly admitted that Wang Cheng's running script is the best in the world today. It is absolutely rare and authoritative in the entire history of China.

only…

  Most people at the scene knew that this was only admitted by Mr. Han.

  Other running script calligraphers and running script masters did not admit this, so Wang Cheng's title of the best running script in the world is not recognized.

but…

   There is an old man Han who publicly admitted, which is definitely not a small recognition. Even if other running script calligraphers and running script masters do not admit it, Wang Cheng surpasses them in status and status.

   After all, other running script masters have not been so respected and recognized by the same master-level running script calligraphers, and only Wang Cheng has gotten it.

  Lu Zhen, Jia Qian, Xuezi and the others were stunned for a moment, they didn't expect Wang Cheng to use calligraphy to conquer a calligrapher master!

  Wang Cheng himself paused for a while when packing his work, then looked at Mr. Han and said two words: "Thank you!"

   Afterwards, he continued to tidy up his works calmly, not at all proud of being admired by a master of calligraphy.

   Then…

   There was warm applause at the scene.

   Zhang Yiheng stood beside Wang Cheng and took the lead in applauding!

  All the other standing audience applauded.

  Even Yi Hetaro, Nakamura Yuji, Jia Qian, Lu Zhen and others had to clap their hands lightly to join in. Of course Xuezi clapped vigorously and looked at Wang Cheng excitedly.

   The applause soon stopped.

  Because Wang Cheng also put away his work, just when many people thought Wang Cheng was going to leave without saying a word.

Wang Cheng looked directly at Yi Hetaro and Nakamura Yuji and the others. His tone was still calm for thousands of years, and he said, "Modern poetry has been written. What else do you want to compare? If you say it once, I don't want to run away." Run down, I don’t want to read what you wrote.”

Forehead…

  The scene instantly became extremely silent again!

  Everyone looked at Wang Cheng with slightly widened eyes...

  The doubts in their hearts just now have been solved now.

   It turned out that the reason why Wang Cheng came and wrote this modern poem without saying a word was this!

   I don’t want to run up and down, and I don’t want to read what Yihetaro and Nakamura Yuji wrote, so I just wrote a poem by myself and crushed you, making you ashamed to write your own stuff?

  This is Wang Cheng...?

  Everyone couldn't help but two words emerged in their minds—Awesome! Domineering! etc!

  Wang Cheng's image in the hearts of many viewers immediately became taller...

  Lin Nianxiang whispered four words: "Domineering!"

  Lin Bing also nodded pretty blushing, and looked at Wang Cheng with admiration in her eyes.

  Xing Tongshu praised: "Such domineering, such strength, indeed qualified to ignore everyone!"

  At this moment, Xing Tongshu can somewhat accept Wang Cheng's previous ignorance of himself and others, and his current ignorance of everyone.

   After all, they are so awesome!

  Yihetaro, Nakamura Yuji, Lu Zhen, Jia Qian and others all blushed in embarrassment.

  Especially Yi Hetaro, who was standing on the stage, wanted to hide in a crack in the ground at this moment.

but…

  Yihetaro still doesn’t want to admit defeat in despair. He is not representing himself and the University of Tokyo, but the entire island country’s literary world.

So he mustered up the courage to look up at Wang Cheng, and said in a deep voice: "Wang Cheng, I admit that you are very powerful, you are the most talented genius I have ever seen. However, you can't humiliate us like this, we will never Acknowledge defeat here..."

   As he said that, Yi Hetaro's aura ignited, and Nakamura Yuji and others in the audience also looked at Wang Cheng aggressively.

  Wang Cheng said lightly: "So much nonsense!"

Forehead…

  Yihetaro's tone froze for a moment, he couldn't speak, his face flushed even more, his lips kept trembling, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it all at once, as if he was choked. Nakamura Yuji and others in the audience were also trembling all over, glaring at Wang Cheng, wishing they could rush up and punch Wang Cheng a few times!

   After a few seconds, Yi Hetaro said with difficulty: "Come again!"

  He still refused to accept it.