This moment!

I don't know how many people have lost their temper standing in front of the TV.

I don't know how many people looked at that line of poetry and inspired the dream of a chivalrous man who went to the end of the world with a sword in his heart!

I don't know how many people shouted excitedly to vent the excitement in their hearts!

TV screens......

Wang Cheng's entire body once again exuded an incomparably sharp aura, as if the whole person had been transformed into an unsheathed sword.

Then, the momentum of the whole body is condensed on the tip of the pen along the brush, and then injected into every stroke and stroke on the paper......

So.

Every stroke, every stroke, is like a long sword, constantly piercing into the hearts of every audience in front of the TV, constantly breaking their psychological defense, and making them continue to fall.

Xie Xingfeng, Zhang Huizhong, and Li Chi also stood in front of the TV again at this time, their faces full of shock and bewilderment, and they kept watching Wang Cheng's movements closely, looking at every stroke and every trace, their faces were extremely red, and their breathing was gradually short, obviously the emotions in their hearts were extremely excited.

But......

They were speechless at this time, as if they were afraid that their words would affect Wang Cheng in the TV picture.

But......

They only held back for a few seconds, and the excitement in their hearts was uncontrollable.

Then, the youngest Li Chi couldn't help but read it out with Wang Cheng's brush.

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Hu Hook Shuang Xueming."

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

"Kill one person in ten steps, and don't leave a line for a thousand miles......"

Thinking of this, Li Chi's voice was trembling, and his eyes were even excited and couldn't help but burst into tears, this sentence also completely tore open the defense in his heart, and awakened the dream of going to the world with a sword when he was young, but unfortunately he was already middle-aged at this time, and he couldn't help himself, so he couldn't help but want to cry, and the tears in his eyes almost flowed out, and in the end, it was the reason of the middle-aged man who forcibly suppressed the tears.

Xie Xingfeng and Zhang Huizhong, who were next to them, also waved their hands excitedly when they heard this, as if this was the only way to vent the excitement in their hearts.

Then, Li Chi's voice continued.

"Brush off your clothes and go away, and hide your body and name deeply."

"Idle over the letter tomb drink, take off the sword and knees forward."

"Will scorch Zhu Hai and persuade Hou Huan."

"Three cups of Tu Nuoran, Wuyue is light."

"After the eyes are dazzled, the spirit is vibrant."

……

At the same time.

In the provincial capital of Nanyue.

Wen Yixiao's apartment.

Still only Wen Yixiao was sitting on the sofa, wanting to be the most calm.

Mo Jinhua, Yu Jinghong, and Lin Bing were still standing at the beginning, still staring at the words carved by Wang Cheng like a sword on the TV screen!

Wen Yixiao read it softly, her eyes were full of confusion, and her voice trembled slightly!

"Save Zhao waving the golden mallet, HD is shocked first."

"Two strong men in a thousand autumns, Xuanhe Daliang City."

"The bones of the dead man are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world."

"Who can write Your Excellency, Baishou Taixuan Sutra!"

Call......

After reading it, Wen Yixiao took a deep breath, and her mind was still full of the experience of watching Wang Cheng write this text at the scene that day, and when she thought about it, she was still full of amazement and fascination.

If she can, she is willing to follow Wang Cheng all the time, do nothing every day, and grind ink for Wang Cheng, even if she lives like this for the rest of her life, she is willing.

And Mo Jinhua, Yu Jinghong, and Lin Bing watched Wang Cheng write the last few words at this time, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had a long dream, everyone's faces were slightly red, and they were all excited.

Yu Jinghong turned her head to look at Wen Yixiao: "Yixiao, is this the work that Wang Cheng gave you?" ”

Mo Jinhua and Lin Bing also looked at Wen Yixiao at the same time, their eyes full of anticipation and excitement.

If they can see this work with their own eyes, it will definitely satisfy their greatest curiosity and expectation at this time.

Lin Bing's voice also trembled and said, "Is this the work that needs me to frame?" ”

The three of them all looked at Wen Yixiao tightly, and then looked at the wooden box on the table, their expressions were a little impatient, and they couldn't wait to open it now and take a closer look.

But.

Wen Yixiao shook his head lightly: "No! ”

No?

All three were slightly disappointed.

Yu Jinghong knew more about the inside story, frowned slightly and asked suspiciously: "But, didn't Wang Cheng only write this work?" ”

Mo Jinhua and Lin Bing were still staring at Wen Yixiao, expecting an answer.

Wen Yixiao's eyes were still looking at the TV screen, and he said softly: "You can continue to watch it and you will know!" He wrote only one work, not just one work. ”

Wrote only one work, not one?

The three of them were startled, and quickly turned their heads to look at the TV screen, only to see that the TV screen was not the end picture they thought they had just thought.

I saw Wang Cheng pick up the chivalrous line he had just written and put it aside, and then continued to write on the white paper without hesitation.

It's still three words.

However, this time, the handwriting is completely different from the calligraphy just now.

The cursive script that was so sloppy that ordinary people could barely recognize it made the three of them startled, and at the same time, they also understood what Wen Yixiao meant.

For the same poem, Wang Cheng wrote it twice in two different calligraphic fonts.

If it is said that the calligraphy hero just now is a peerless swordsman's move, then this cursive calligraphy knight's journey is like a peerless swordsman's crazy sword dance, which is even more arrogant and sharp, as well as indomitable!

It is a completely different visual impact from the calligraphy work just now, but it is the same far-reaching artistic conception. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes and didn't switch the camera, probably no one would have believed that this was a calligraphy font written by the same person!

And......

Several people here have some insight and vision, and they can see that the cursive calligraphy font written by Wang Cheng is also extraordinary, not weaker than the line of calligraphy just now, and the madness in it reveals the temperament of order, which is amazing.

Lin Bing can be said to be the most knowledgeable calligrapher here, his eyes are the largest, full of incredulity, and he muttered to himself: "Impossible, impossible!" How is this possible? This cursive ......"

She couldn't go on.

Because, this cursive writing is better than her grandfather's writing.

And her grandfather, one of the two cursive calligraphy masters who are still alive in China at this time, is also the only cursive calligraphy master in the south, known as the first cursive in the south, and has a very high status in the southern Chinese culture circle, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is one of the masters of Chinese culture.

But......

She knows it well.

The cursive calligraphy written by Wang Cheng at this time was definitely above her grandfather's calligraphy level.

But......

How is this possible?

How is this possible?

Why is that?

Lin Bing's heart was full of doubts and incredulity.

Although she is usually very low-key and only cares about the things she likes, such as reading and writing, she also knows who Wang Cheng and Wen Yixiao are.

Because she has listened to the works of Wang Cheng and Wen Yixiao, she also likes it very much.

She also knows that the calligraphy displayed by Wang Cheng on the Shonan Satellite TV before is not an exaggeration to say that it is the first line of calligraphy in China!

It's just that the domestic calligraphy circle chose to ignore it and didn't admit it.

However, Lin Bing recognized it in his heart!

You can say that it is the first line of writing in China, and now it has become the first cursive script in China?

How is this done?

If Wang Cheng is an old scholar in her seventies and eighties, she can barely accept it, after all, after practicing for so many years, it is theoretically possible to master two kinds of mastery calligraphy with great talent, although no one has done it before......

However, Wang Cheng is only nineteen and a half years old!

Even the great calligraphers of ancient times, who were gifted and began to practice since childhood, were the first to become famous in their twenties.

...... in this world

Why can there be a demon like Wang Cheng?

Lin Bing also followed the cursive calligraphy font and read this chivalrous line word by word, and there was always a hint of suppressed tremor in his voice.

After Wang Cheng finished writing, Lin Bing also finished reading.

Then, looking at the cursive work in the TV screen, Lin Bing turned his head to look at Wen Yixiao excitedly: "Excuse me, is this the cursive work that Wang Cheng gave you?" Can you show me this? ”

Yu Jinghong and Mo Jinhua also looked at Wen Yixiao with burning eyes at this time, and they had already left behind the fact that Wen Yixiao publicly announced that she was a loyal fan of Wang Cheng yesterday.

Such a Wang Cheng ......

What about being a fan of him?

It can also improve your style in the eyes of the outside world.

Wen Yixiao finished reading Wang Cheng again, and the emotions in her heart were also a little excited, she took a deep breath to calm herself down, and then picked up the box and opened the box for the first time.

Wen Yixiao just wanted to reach out and get it.

Lin Bing hurriedly said, "Don't, don't move yet!" ”

After speaking, Lin Bing quickly opened his bag, took out a pair of gloves from it, and said in an excited tone, "I'll come." ”

Wen Yixiao hesitated slightly, nodded in agreement, and she was afraid that her hand would go directly and leave a mark, so she put the box on the table again and motioned for Lin Bing to take it.

Lin Bing quickly walked over in two steps, slowly stretched out his gloved hand, picked up the paper in the box, and then suddenly remembered something, and said to Wen Yixiao: "Please spread the cloth in my bag on the table!" ”

Yu Jinghong and Mo Jinhua had already picked up the bag together and put it beside them.

Wen Yixiao opened the bag, took out a roll of cloth from it, and quickly spread it on the table, she didn't know that there was so much exquisiteness.

Lin Bing then put the paper on the cloth and slowly spread it out.

Wen Yixiao, Yu Jinghong, and Mo Jinhua were all standing around, looking at each other without blinking.

Lin Bing's breathing gradually became short, and he spread it out cautiously and slowly, looking at the cursive calligraphy words that appeared, exactly the same as what Wang Cheng wrote on the TV screen, his cheeks became more and more crimson with excitement, and his eyes widened, as if he wanted to see every word more clearly.

She was already able to confirm.

Wang Cheng on the TV screen is not exaggerated, and there are no special effects.

The cursive calligraphy font written by Wang Cheng has really reached the master level, and it is the top master, which can be compared with the ancient famous cursive calligraphy masters, and better than her grandfather and another contemporary cursive master.

This font!

It's just art.

Slowly spread it all out.

Look at the full picture of this cursive man's work.

Except that Wen Yixiao was a little calmer.

Lin Bing, Mo Jinhua, and Yu Jinghong were all short of breath with excitement, and lowered their heads to look carefully.

This one is enough to watch for a few minutes!

Wen Yixiao frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "Can you help me frame it now?" ”

Lin Bing raised his head at this time, let out a long breath again, calmed himself down a little, looked at Wen Yixiao, and asked hesitantly: "I know it's presumptuous, but I still want to ask, can this painting be sold?" I am willing to promise you any conditions! My grandfather is Lin Nianxiang, I can exchange ten of his works with you for this one......"

Wen Yixiao didn't think much about it, and when she heard that the other party wanted this Wang Cheng's work, she immediately shook her head: "Impossible, I won't make a move, I just asked you to frame this work." ”

Yu Jinghong heard more information and asked in surprise: "Your grandfather is the old man of Lin Nianxiang?" ”

Mo Jinhua also looked at Lin Bing in surprise, neither of them could have imagined that Lin Bing was actually Lin Nianxiang's granddaughter!

Lin Nianxiang can be described as a well-known champion in the field of Chinese studies in Nanyue Province.

Lin Bing nodded, his eyes still looking at Wen Yixiao: "Well, my grandfather is Lin Nianxiang!" ”

After Yu Jinghong was surprised, she explained to Wen Yixiao in a low voice: "Lin Nianxiang is one of the few calligraphy masters in China now, and is known as the first cursive master in the south. The president of the Nanyue Provincial Calligraphy Association, one of his masterpieces last year was sold for more than 50 million yuan at an auction on Hong Kong Island, and was sold by a wealthy Chinese man in Nanyang. ”

Wen Yixiao also remembered who Lin Nianxiang was at this time, she had seen her father and grandfather at home have collected Lin Nianxiang's calligraphy works.

But......

She still shook her head: "Sorry, I don't change!" ”

Lin Bing said with a serious look in his eyes: "The work auctioned last year is an excellent work of my grandfather. I'm willing to trade ten similar works for this one with you. In terms of current value, it must be that my grandfather's master's works are worth more, and they can be sold for at least two or three hundred million! ”

Yu Jinghong and Mo Jinhua both had a hint of intention, and the two of them considered from the perspective of pure interests.

It is indeed Lin Nianxiang's ten works that are more valuable.

Moreover, they know that Lin Nianxiang is old, he is over eighty years old, and he has few years to live.

Once Lin Nianxiang dies of illness, the value of the works he left behind will skyrocket again, and it is not impossible for a masterpiece to be worth hundreds of millions.

Even if Lin Bing takes out ten works at a time, the value will decrease due to too many of them, but the ten works together are worth at least hundreds of millions, and they will continue to increase with the passage of time in the future.

Or is that the reason......

Lin Nianxiang is very old, and he may pass away at any time, and there will be no more works to circulate.

There will be a lot of room for appreciation in the value of his works.

Although, purely in terms of cursive level, Wang Cheng's cursive level is even higher.

But......

Wang Cheng was only nineteen years old.

Who knows how many more works he will leave behind in the future?

Therefore, the specific value of Wang Cheng's works cannot be judged at all.

However, purely in terms of market value, the price of the works of the old calligraphy masters is certainly not as high.

But!

In Wen Yixiao's eyes.

Not to mention ten works.

Even if you take all the works that Lin Nianxiang has written from the beginning of his fame to the present, they are not as precious as a word on Wang Cheng's work.

So.

Wen Yixiao shook her head without hesitation, and said in a gradually unceremonious tone: "I don't want to hear this topic anymore." If you're here to take my stuff, you're good to go. ”

Yu Jinghong and Mo Jinhua also quickly understood that Wen Yixiao would inevitably make such a choice.

Because, the value of Wang Cheng's own blessing is too great.

Yu Jinghong just wanted to talk and play a round, afraid that the two sides would be deadlocked.

After all, Lin Bing is not an ordinary framing master, but Lin Nianxiang's granddaughter, so her status is different.

However, Lin Bing first said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I was abrupt. I don't want anything from you, I just love it too much. Since you don't want to change, then I won't mention it. ”

Wen Yixiao's face softened slightly, and her tone was still calm: "Then can you help me frame it now?" ”

Lin Bing shook his head: "Can't!" ”

Wen Yixiao frowned slightly: "Why?" ”

Lin Bing's gaze never took off the cursive font on the table, and he said in a serious tone: "Because the things I brought are all ordinary materials. I don't deserve to frame this work, and I've had a busy day today, and I'm in a tired state of mind. I would like to make an appointment with you again, next time I will bring the best materials, and then I will rest for half a day in advance, and I will be fully prepared to help you frame this work! ”

Hearing this, Wen Yixiao's face looked better, and she also agreed with it very much, she also thought that ordinary materials were not worthy of Wang Cheng's calligraphy works, so she nodded and agreed: "Okay, I agree." I've been working in Nanyue for the last few days, and every night after 8 o'clock I get off work, you can come over! ”

Forehead......

You're off work after eight?

Lin Bing glanced at Wen Yixiao in surprise, aren't you a star? Why is there an 8 o'clock end time? Are you sure you're not a civil servant?

Yu Jinghong hurriedly explained: "Wen Yixiao said that she will rest at eight o'clock, Miss Lin, you can come over after eight o'clock." ”

She has a big head, Wen Yixiao is going to become Wang Cheng's trend......

It's all required to leave work at eight o'clock.

OK......

When recording the show, there were no such requirements, only that you should go to bed at 10 o'clock at night.

Lin Bing nodded: "Okay then, I'll come over at eight o'clock tomorrow night, is it okay?" ”

Wen Yixiao thought for a moment: "Yes!" ”

The four of them gathered around the table and looked at the lettering, and everyone felt bored of looking at it.

Mo Jinhua suddenly thought of something, and said to Wen Yixiao: "Yixiao, can you take a photo of this character and post it on Weibo?" ”

Wen Yixiao shook her head: "I don't want to!" ”

Wang Cheng has never posted these things on his social accounts, and Wen Yixiao doesn't want to break this habit, thinking that it may be that Wang Cheng doesn't want his literary and calligraphy works to be seen by too many people.

It's just that......

It seems that this makes no sense, after all, it has been seen by everyone on the TV show, and everyone can watch the replay video at any time to watch it repeatedly, or even take a screenshot and study it carefully!

Mo Jinhua persuaded him: "If you release it, you can prove to everyone that you and Wang Cheng are relatively close!" You are the only one in the circle who has got Wang Cheng's work, and no one else has it. ”

Is it close to Wang Cheng?

None of the others?

Only I have?

Wen Yixiao's eyes lit up slightly, and her heart was very moved, but she still hesitated and said, "But, what if Wang Cheng doesn't like it?" ”

Mo Jinhua smiled: "Do you think Wang Cheng will look at this?" Does he care about that? He didn't care about any of that...... Han Xiao released photos of Wang Cheng and her twice before, but Wang Cheng didn't care. ”

Mo Jinhua's words had an effect instantly!

Han Xiao can send it, and you can send it too......

Wen Yixiao nodded immediately: "Okay, I'll send it!" ”

After speaking, Wen Yixiao picked up her mobile phone, chose the lighting angle, took a panoramic photo of the chivalrous calligraphy work on the table, posted it on her Weibo account, and wrote: "This is the best and most precious gift I have ever received in my life!" ”

Click send!

Then, Wen Yixiao didn't care.

This is a habit she has developed in the past month, completely ignoring public opinion from the outside world and only doing what she wants to do.

Lin Bing reluctantly looked at the words on the table, looked at the time, and said, "Then I'll go home and rest first." Tomorrow I will put everything else on the table, rest at home for the day, refresh myself, and come back at 8 pm! ”

Wen Yixiao: "Okay, I'll wait for you!" ”

Lin Bing took a deep breath again, looked at every word on the paper again, and muttered in a low voice: "This character, this poem, is really a rare masterpiece in ancient and modern times!" You must take good care of it, don't break it and lose it......"

Hearing Lin Bing's praise, Wen Yixiao smiled and said, "Don't worry, this painting is more important than my life!" ”

Lin Bing nodded, stood up, and looked at the TV picture that had been finished, Wang Cheng's figure still appeared on it, and said with longing: "If you can see him, please ask some calligraphy." ”

Wen Yixiao smiled and said nothing.

And Yu Jinghong and Mo Jinhua both smiled slightly bitterly, and wanted to say that you can't ask anything if you see it, because Wang Cheng doesn't bother to pay attention to you at all......

Lin Bing didn't keep any more memorials, packed up his things and turned around and left.

Wen Yixiao and Yu Jinghong continued to admire the work.

And Mo Jinhua, as Wen Yixiao's agent, took out her mobile phone and looked at the current public opinion situation, wanting to see what repercussions the news released by Wen Yixiao just now.

As soon as she opened Weibo, she found that it seemed that the Weibo page was a little stuck, and it was not as smooth as before.

On the list of hot news on the homepage, the first is still Wang Cheng, the second is the name of the poem Xia Kexing that Wang Cheng just wrote on the TV screen, the third is the sword dance of the Tang Dynasty, the fourth is Zhu Ziqi Han Xiao, the fifth is Wen Yixiao, the sixth is An Keru, and the seventh is the name of the program in the Cultural Central Plains.

The corners of Mo Jinhua's eyes twitched.

The performances and Wang Cheng in the original culture almost occupy most of the top ten positions, and they are no worse than the peak when tomorrow's idols were broadcast.

She looked at it a little, and saw that the screen was full of praise and incredible speeches, and the speech area of Wang Cheng's Weibo homepage was even more fallen, and dense news came out every second.

"I'm crying, chivalrous, Wang Cheng, how did you do it? Can you write such an awesome poem? Why can I only make screws in the factory at the age of nineteen? ”

"Two works, one poem. One in calligraphy, the other in cursive, judging by my eyes, both works are master calligraphy! This is the most incredible, even more incredible than Wang Cheng writing the poem "Chivalrous Travel"! These two works will definitely last through the ages! ”

"Kneel and beg for the original authenticity of the two works written by Wang Cheng on TV, one work is 10 million, and two are 30 million together, kneel and beg! Whoever can make a move, the price can be negotiated. ”

"Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Brush off your clothes and go to the house, hide deep with your name! What awesome two sentences! Wang Cheng, why are you so awesome? ”

"It's the first time I've been so fan of a star artist, perhaps, Wang Cheng can't be regarded as a star artist anymore, he is an artist, a writer, a poet, and an author! He's awesome......"

"Wang Cheng, I love you!"

"This poem is definitely my favorite, more than those Tang poems that have been passed down through the ages in the textbook, it's amazing, I've read it more than a dozen times, and I can't read it enough."

"You only feel the awesomeness of this poem, but as a literary worker, I can tell you that this ancient poem is beyond your imagination, there are a lot of allusions and stories in it, ordinary people can't read it, they can only be unconscious, tomorrow I will analyze this poem to explain the allusions and stories for you, then you will know how awesome this is, in the past hundred years, no poem can use so many allusions like this poem!"

"Wang Cheng, please, can you come out and say a word to us?"

"Actually, I can understand why Wang Cheng ignores us fans. If I could be as awesome as he is, I'd be colder than him! Why should I bother with you mortals? Isn't that a waste of my time? ”

"I seem to understand what you say, so Wang Cheng should ignore us?"

……

Mo Jinhua's eyes were full of envy when she saw these speeches.

Then she took a look at Wang Cheng's number of fans, and it began to increase rapidly again, more than two million more than when she watched it yesterday, and the total number has exceeded 96 million, maybe it will exceed 100 million tomorrow, and then she will become the second star artist in the Chinese entertainment industry with more than 100 million fans.

Mo Jinhua cleaned up her mood and knew that these were all what Wang Cheng deserved.

Even, Wang Cheng deserved more......

If Wang Cheng had done a good job of promoting and managing fans, the number of fans might have surpassed Liu Qianhua long ago.

The current number of fans has already underestimated the popularity value of Wang Cheng!

Mo Jinhua looked at Wen Yixiao's Weibo again, and saw that the number of Wen Yixiao's fans had exceeded 70 million, and her heart settled down a little, and she finally stopped losing fans, and the photo released by Wen Yixiao just now immediately attracted more than a million people to forward and like.

Many people were crazy when they saw this character in Wen Yixiao's hands.

"Is this genuine? Little fairy? Wang Cheng's true handiwork is in your hands? It's awesome. ”

"Wen Yixiao, can you shoot this work? I bid 20 million, the price can be negotiable, you can add me to a private chat, the price is not a problem! ”

"My grass, the real handiwork is in the hands of the little fairy? No wonder the little fairy said yesterday that she was Wang Cheng's most loyal fan. With Wang Cheng's appearance, talent, and calligraphy, who is not confused? I can understand the little fairy's choice, and I still support you. ”

"See the real thing? Wen Tianxian, take a few more photos, this work is really amazing. My dad watched TV and said that this work is unique in China, and it is the best in the contemporary world! ”

"Little fairy, can you sell me this work? I'll give 30 million, and I can discuss it again......"

……

Mo Jinhua was a little speechless when she saw that most of the comments in the comment area were asking Wen Yixiao to buy this work.

Buzz Buzz......

Mo Jinhua's phone rang suddenly.

She picked it up and looked at it, and when she saw that it was Shen Shenghui's name, she frowned slightly, but she still connected, and immediately Shen Shenghui's eager voice came: "Hello, I'm Shen Shenghui!" I want to ask Wen Yixiao for me, can she shoot the chivalrous cursive work she got? I'm willing to give 50 million! ”

Mo Jinhua didn't need to ask Wen Yixiao this question at all, so she directly refused: "Director Shen, I'm sorry, this is impossible!" No matter how much money you pay, it's impossible. ”

Shen Shenghui said directly: "Sixty million! ”

Mo Jinhua's eyes jumped, glanced at Wen Yixiao, and still said affirmatively: "Director Shen, it's not too early, there is no need to talk about this question again." ”

Shen Shenghui was silent for a moment, and then said, "Okay, excuse me!" ”

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Mo Jinhua saw that Wen Yixiao had carefully taken the work back into the box again, and Yu Jinghong was very reluctant and eager next to her.

……

Magic City!

Shen Shenghui put down the phone, looked at Qin Yuhai and shook his head and said, "Mr. Qin, Mo Jinhua refused!" ”

Qin Yuhai took a deep breath, looked at the TV screen with his eyes, and said in admiration: "I really didn't expect that Wang Cheng could give us such a huge surprise. This poem, these two kinds of calligraphy, is really amazing. If Wang Cheng was born in a scholarly family, he might become one of the leaders of the domestic literary world! ”

"It's a pity that his background is too ordinary, and he has no teacher, so he can't enter those circles, unless Wang Cheng bows his head and pays the price, otherwise he can only be recognized by the outside world, and he can't be recognized by those circles!"

As a bigwig in the entertainment industry, Qin Yuhai naturally knows about the literary world.

After all, since ancient times, entertainment has not been separated.

Shen Shenghui was also full of exclamation: "This poem is really good, I am still enthusiastic, and I can't wait to go out and run around and fight the sword to the end of the world." ”

Qin Yuhai still didn't give up, and said thoughtfully: "I'll go see Wang Cheng tomorrow!" That calligraphy should still be in his hands! ”

Shen Shenghui smiled bitterly: "He definitely won't sell it." ”

Qin Yuhai: "How do you know if you don't try?" If 50 million is not good, then 60 million, 70 million, 80 million, or even 100 million! ”

Shen Shenghui no longer persuaded, but there was also shock and envy in his eyes.

Wang Cheng's works are worth hundreds of millions of dollars now......

And how much will it be in the future?

He couldn't think of it, and he didn't dare to think about it.

Qin Yuhai changed the topic and asked, "I don't know, how many ratings can Zhongyuan Satellite TV have!" Wang Cheng's amazing performance, the ratings will definitely not be low! ”

Shen Shenghui nodded affirmatively: "That's inevitable, more than three points is at least, and the suspense is whether you can pass four!" Wang Cheng's attraction is really too strong. ”

Shen Shenghui has already begun to change his thinking.

Since two successive little-known small variety shows can't be suppressed, let's think differently!

However, he didn't have a clear goal yet, so he picked up the phone and called Xiao Qiang, the director of the Central Plains of Culture, to ask if the final ratings came out.

…………

Xie Xingfeng and Zhang Huizhong, Li Chi and the three of them were also excited, and gradually calmed down after being excited, full of admiration.

Xie Xingfeng was still pacing back and forth, and quickly said: "This poem is more exciting than the Burrow inscription last time!" It's definitely a rare masterpiece in the last few hundred years! It is incredible that Wang Cheng's talent can reach such a point! ”

Li Chi shook his head and said: "The most incredible thing is that his cursive calligraphy is also at the top master level, and he can practice two calligraphy fonts to the master level at the same time, which is unique in the entire history of Chinese literature." There is no one who can do this among the famous calligraphers in China. ”

"Based on this alone, Wang Cheng is enough to be compared with those great calligraphers who have been famous for thousands of years, which is really incredible, we are all witnesses of history today!"

Zhang Huizhong: "It's really amazing, it is said that Wang Cheng gave the cursive chivalry to Wen Yixiao, and Wen Yixiao really made a lot of money." ”

All three of them nodded, knowing that this cursive script is definitely a top work worth collecting!

It's a pity......

All three know it.

Once Wang Cheng's works flow into Wen Yixiao's hands, it is impossible for others to take them out.

All three shook their heads......

Marvel and regret.

It took a few minutes to get up.

Xie Xingfeng picked up the phone again and called Liu Jie, wanting to know what the final ratings of Cultural Central Plains would be tonight!

Zhang Huizhong and Li Chi were also full of expectation and apprehension, knowing in their hearts that Wang Cheng's performance this time was very amazing, and it seemed to be even more amazing than his performance on Rural Satellite TV, so they were a little afraid that the highest ratings of the Cultural Central Plains would exceed the Cultural Central Plains......

However, after thinking about it, they think that it is impossible, at most it may be about the same, or it will be the same.

After all!

During the midnight time period, it is really a miracle to be able to reach the ratings of 4:5.

Even if Wang Cheng's performance in the cultural Central Plains is amazing, it is impossible to break the shackles of the midnight time period and create higher ratings data.

……

At this time, Liu Jie, Xiao Qiang, and Yu Wenqiao didn't sit anymore, and they all walked back and forth in the office with some anxiety, waiting for the final ratings.

Although they also believe that Wang Cheng's amazing performance will definitely increase a wave of ratings.

But......

But they also have higher expectations.

However, the higher expectation in their hearts is whether they can pass four o'clock!

They didn't dare to think about surpassing the 4:5 midnight miracle ratings of Rural Satellite TV.

Bang......

The secretary excitedly pushed the door open, holding a piece of paper in his hand!

Liu Jie didn't wait for the secretary to speak, so he stepped forward and grabbed it.

Xiao Qiang and Yu Wenqiao also quickly ran over, almost lying on Liu Jie's body, stretching their necks to look at the numbers on the report!

All three looked at the top of the data sheet at the same time......

Just a glance.

All three of them stiffened as if struck by lightning at the same time, their entire bodies were motionless, and their breathing stopped......

(End of chapter)