Generally speaking!

Shouldn't such a profound and grand question be a few sentences of heated discussion?

Quoting the Scriptures......

Let's talk about the difference between home and abroad!

And then compare and conclude with each other?

They interject a few more sentences and argue together, showing the spark of a collision of ideas?

Finally, one or two more works will be introduced, which will become a good story?

Isn't it all this routine in history?

They have seen a lot of similarities in the history of Kyoto University and Mizuki.

How......

Wang Cheng just started writing it?

If you don't fight or grab, just write directly.

For a while, the stage, which was still a little noisy just now, became quiet.

Ma Wenlong, Guan Hanliang, Han Lei, Wang Hongyi, Liang Xiaoliang, Wen Honglun and others all looked at Wang Cheng in a daze.

The four judges sitting not far away, Jiang Sihua, Wang Jianbin, Zheng Ning, and Hu Jun also looked at Wang Cheng's back with a trace of confusion.

The thousands of viewers in the audience also looked puzzled and surprised, and at the same time some looked at Wang Cheng expectantly.

And then.

Everyone watched Wang Cheng pick up the chalk and write two lines on the blackboard.

The two lines of words still clearly show the level of Wang Cheng's hard pen calligraphy, which is no worse than brush calligraphy, and it still looks like a kind of enjoyment.

But......

When everyone saw those two lines, they were silent for a while!

Zhang Guobin, Li Qing and other leaders of the two schools in the audience were a little speechless, looked at each other, and didn't know what to say, but the shock in their eyes was clearly visible.

Guan Hanliang, Ma Wenlong and others on the stage also looked at Wang Cheng's back in a daze.

watched Wang Cheng finish writing, then turned around and looked at Ma Wenlong and the others condescendingly, and said in a firm voice: "This is my answer!" ”

That's my answer.

Wang Cheng's voice was full of power.

However, Ma Wenlong, Guan Hanliang and others still did not come back to their senses from the two lines on the blackboard.

They looked at the exquisite hard pen calligraphy fonts, and some didn't believe it, this is what Wang Cheng just wrote?

Did Guan Hanliang casually ask a question, and then Wang Cheng suddenly wrote these two lines?

Ma Wenlong, Han Lei, Wen Honglun, Luo Xueyi, Xiao Daolin and other teachers and students couldn't help but look at Guan Hanliang, with doubts and questions in their eyes, did this kid collude with Wang Cheng in advance?

deliberately asked this question, and then Wang Cheng wrote these two sentences directly?

Guan Hanliang smiled bitterly, looked at the words on the blackboard, and read softly: "The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to find light!" ”

It was these two sentences that blocked all the things they had just prepared in advance.

Everyone looked at the two sentences carefully, and the more they looked at it, the more they felt that they had endless aftertastes, and the more they looked at it, the more they felt as if it had been written into their hearts and the memories of this era.

The more I think about these two sentences in combination with the background of the Republic of China, there is a feeling that shocks the soul.

Wang Hongyi also muttered to herself: "The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to find light." In the dark, yearning for the light...... It's so well written! ”

Liang Xiaoliang, Chen Yuqi, Han Lei, Wen Honglun and others in the back looked at each other, and they were all shocked by this simple modern poem with only two sentences, and they were all deeply touched after careful consideration.

Liang Xiaoliang looked at Wang Cheng with burning eyes: "Mr. Wang Cheng, is this a poem?" Is there a name? ”

Everyone looked at Wang Cheng, their eyes were expectant and envious, who of them didn't want to write such a poem?

However, there is also a lot of pressure on everyone's minds.

Originally, they all wanted to snipe Wang Cheng in the field of modern poetry.

But this is ......

It doesn't seem to be that easy to snipe.

Wang Cheng was tall, and he still said in a powerful voice: "Of course there is a name. ”

As he spoke, Wang Cheng turned around and wrote three words on the blackboard - a generation!

Hiss!

Many middle-aged and elderly literary workers at the scene couldn't help but gasp instantly, and their whole bodies couldn't help but tremble slightly, as if they had been electrocuted instantly, and these three words, like a scalpel, pierced into their hearts accurately.

Jiang Sihua, Wang Jianbin, Zheng Ning, Hu Jun, and Lin Nianxiang in the audience, etc., the older generation of literary bigwigs all have a tearful urge to cry.

It seems that this simple poem with only two sentences was written for them, and it is a portrayal of their life in general.

Looking at this short modern poem called a generation, Han Lei and Wen Honglun's two teams of teachers and students were silent again, and some of the modern poetry works about the characteristics of the times that they had thought about before couldn't be taken out at this time.

In just two sentences, some of their works about this era are blocked in their hearts!

That's the power of words.

However, how could Wang Cheng write such a poem?

Luo Xueyi, Xiao Daolin and the others all looked at Wang Cheng in confusion and surprise, still a little unconvinced.

After all, modern poetry is the only field they can master.

Luo Xueyi secretly gritted his teeth, cheered himself up in his heart, and then stood up and said to Wang Cheng: "Mr. Wang Cheng, I heard that you are studying in Cambridge, England. Do you have any regrets when you return to China after completing your studies? ”

Luo Xue also wanted to add a little difficulty to Wang Cheng in the background of the character Wang Cheng played at this time.

Xiao Daolin, Ma Wenlong and others all had slightly bright eyes, and then they had already begun to think about the inspiration in their hearts, or the good works they had written in this regard, and after talking about two sentences, it should be very good to recite them in public, right?

But......

As soon as Luo Xueyi's words fell, Wang Cheng had already picked up the chalk and wrote on the blackboard.

At this moment, Luo Xueyi, Xiao Daolin, Ma Wenlong, Guan Hanliang, Han Lei, Wen Honglun and others were once again confused!

What does that mean?

Don't talk, don't discuss?

Just write it directly?

Is this Wang Cheng's current style?

People ask you about the school you went to in England, wouldn't you just talk about it?

Why did you start writing without saying a word?

Everyone was silent......

Don't know what to say.

Luo Xueyi looked left and right in a daze, wondering if he had said something wrong? Triggered some kind of switch on Wang Cheng's body?

However, there is no time for them to think about it.

The sound of the chalk in Wang Cheng's hand rubbing violently against the blackboard quickly sounded, pulling back everyone's thoughts on the stage, and a pair of eyes quickly looked at Wang Cheng and the words on the blackboard.

Wang Hongyi, Liang Xiaoliang, Chen Yuqi and others all stared at each other without blinking, and at the same time murmured along with Wang Cheng's text in a low voice.

Liang Xiaoliang: "Goodbye Kangqiao!" Cambridge University is located in Cambridge, which seems to be called Cambridge? Has Wang Cheng been there? ”

No one answered her questions.

Because, in the next second, Wang Cheng's words did not stop at all.

"Gently I'm gone,"

"As I came gently;"

"I waved my hand gently,"

"Be a cloud of the western heavens."

Four lines of poetry, written quickly.

Luo Xueyi, Xiao Daolin, Ma Wenlong, Guan Hanliang and others looked even more confused......

In just four sentences, they can clearly feel that Wang Cheng's modern poem is definitely not ordinary.

But......

Why is that?

Why did he suddenly start writing......

Suddenly be able to write poems that feel so much?

Several people looked at Luo Xueyi suspiciously, wouldn't this kid also collude with Wang Cheng in advance, right?

deliberately said that Cambridge University in England came to pave the way for Wang Cheng's work?

However, after thinking about it a little, a few people knew that this was impossible, and it was impossible for Luo Xue to collude with Wang Cheng in advance.

Because, even Luo Xueyi and the program team wanted to collude with Wang Cheng in advance, but Wang Cheng didn't bother to pay attention to them.

This is Wang Cheng!

So......

There is only one truth - Wang Cheng is improvising on the spot!

This truth really made Han Lei, Wen Honglun, Xiao Daolin, Wang Hongyi and others a little broken.

Squeak squeak......

However, the chalk in Wang Cheng's hand had not stopped, and the sound of friction was still coming into their ears.

"The golden willow on the riverside,"

"It's the bride in the sunset;"

"Shadows in the waves,"

"Ripples in my heart."

"Wattles on the soft mud,"

"The oily ones swagger in the bottom of the water;"

"In the soft waves of the River Cam,"

"I'm willing to be a water weed!"

"A pool in the shade of the trees,"

"It's not a clear spring, it's a rainbow in the sky;"

"Crushed among the floating algae,"

"Precipitated rainbow-like dreams."

"Dreaming? Hold up a penny,"

"Wandering towards the greener grass;"

"Loaded with a boatload of starlight,"

"Sing in the stars."

"But I can't put on a song,"

"Quietly is the parting sheng flute;"

"Summer Worm is also silent for me,"

"Silence is Cambridge tonight."

At this point, the scene became silent as late as night, and everyone's breathing could be faintly heard.

Everyone stared at the blackboard on the stage......

Look at the lines of text.

Look at the meaning behind that line of text.

Luo Xueyi, Xiao Daolin and the others all had a trace of paleness, feeling that every word of this poem was pressed like a mountain, and they couldn't breathe at all.

Wang Hongyi, Liang Xiaoliang, Chen Yuqi and others are excited and blushing, such delicate poems can be said to be their favorites.

However, Qin Shangran, Yang Yi, Li Cheng and other people in the program team in the background are in a complicated mood.

Yang Yi didn't expect that Wang Cheng just didn't play cards according to the routine, and others just flattened A, and he directly opened a big move......

Moreover, the ultimate is still so invincible!

These two modern poems in succession, with the literary standards of Yang Yi, Li Cheng, and Qin Shangran, can also be seen that they are definitely not worse than those hand-me-downs that can be recited in full in class.

It's just that Qin Shangran said with regret: "This is a pity in the context of the Republic of China, Wang Cheng's works can't be written with a brush, but written on the blackboard with chalk, and the value of the work itself is much worse......"

Several people listened and nodded in agreement.

If Wang Cheng's peerless calligraphy is blessed, the authentic value of these two works will definitely soar.

Watching Wang Cheng's wrist slow down, he wrote down the last few sentences.

"Quietly I'm gone,"

"As I came quietly;"

"I waved my sleeves,"

"Don't take a cloud with you."

Finished.

Wang Cheng also put down the chalk, turned to look at Luo Xueyi, and said in a slightly complicated tone: "What do you think of this answer?" ”

Luo Xueyi, who was in a state of bewilderment, was awakened in an instant, looked at Wang Cheng with wide eyes, and asked in surprise, "Is this your answer to me?" ”

He forgot for a moment what he had just said to Wang Cheng, and was still immersed in the shock of the artistic conception of this modern poem.

The more you understand literature, the more you will be shocked by such works.

Xiao Daolin, Ma Wenlong and others next to him all looked at Wang Cheng speechlessly......

People just talk to you about a random question, and you use such a work to answer?

Who can stand this?

Luo Xueyi was also thinking quickly in his mind at this time-what did I ask just now?

And Han Lei, Wen Honglun, Wang Hongyi, Liang Xiaoliang, Chen Yuqi and others suddenly understood what Wang Cheng was doing.

It's about using your work to answer their questions......

No matter what they ask.

Wang Cheng directly wrote a poem to answer.

No nonsense, no ink!

It's so straightforward, it's so confident!

"It's too confident."

Wen Honglun couldn't help but say.

Han Lei and the others also nodded in agreement, what kind of confident person is this to do such a thing?

Anyway, with their strength and talent, they don't have this self-confidence.

Even the many historical-level writers in their memory do not have this confidence.

After all......

Who knows what the other person will ask?

Who can put together anything they want to say in their hearts into a single poem?

No one can do it.

Nor can anyone do it.

This is their perception.

But now, Wang Cheng is in front of them, doing this.

It gives them a kind of trance in a dream.

Why can Wang Cheng do this?

This question is on everyone's mind.

However, looking at this farewell Kangqiao, they knew that Wang Cheng could do this.

A generation, as well as this farewell to Kangqiao, completely shattered the confidence in modern poetry in their hearts, without the slightest trace.

They may not be able to write such a work in their lifetime.

The things they prepared in advance in their hearts about modern poetry are all blocked in their hearts at this time, and they can't say or write them!

Time......

The stage fell silent.

The thousands of spectators in the audience also fell silent.

Because, many middle-aged and elderly bigwigs in the Beijing circle and other cultural circles have also been hit.

Such a Wang Cheng, even if they had a lot of dissatisfaction with Wang Cheng in their hearts before, they must be suppressed at this time!

After more than ten seconds of silence.

There was warm applause at the scene.

The applause lasted for nearly a minute.

This also gave the teachers and students of the two prestigious schools on the stage a buffer time.

When the applause ended.

Wang Hongyi, Liang Xiaoliang, Chen Yuqi and other teachers and students all regained some composure, and their eyes looking at Wang Cheng were not so confused and incredible.

It's just that the confident light in their eyes has completely disappeared without a trace!

Wang Hongyi still wanted to struggle a little, stood up and said to Wang Cheng: "Mr. Wang Cheng, what do you think of love in society now?" What do you think love should look like? ”

After all, she is a woman, and the most delicate idea is still about love, and she also has some inspiration and works about love in her heart, and she wants to try to write it, maybe she can overpower Wang Cheng a little bit in this regard?

After all, Wang Cheng is only nineteen years old and has never been in love, so maybe he doesn't understand love at all?

And Wang Hongyi's question immediately made the eyes of almost all women on the scene and off the field light up......

They all stared at Wang Cheng, looking forward to Wang Cheng's answer......

What is Wang Cheng's view of love?

(End of chapter)