"Is there anyone else?"

Wang Cheng's voice, although it is still as plain as water!

However, stopping in the ears of many literary figures, it is like a sharp sword, piercing directly into their hearts......

In their ears, it automatically became full of ridicule - is there no one in your Chinese literary circle?

Even if Wang Cheng didn't have this meaning, in their minds, they would automatically make up this meaning!

After all......

Wang Jianbin at the beginning just now, and Yu Hong, who later amazed them, Wen Hanyue, and Yang Yi, all lost to Wang Cheng without any suspense, without any excuse!

The poem of the same name, the same word card, and even the same content!

A direct winner in all aspects.

made many literary figures who had all kinds of quibbling ability before, speechless and speechless in the face of such a failure!

Even many people who have no prejudice against Wang Cheng, such as Zhang Guobin, Zhang Yiheng, Wang Jianbin, Peng Jie and others, are a little dazzling when they look at Wang Cheng at this time, and they all want someone to defeat Wang Cheng once, otherwise the aura on Wang Cheng's body will blind their eyes.

There was a moment of silence!

Many people in the literary world looked at each other, and they didn't want to go up and touch Wang Cheng's edge at this time for a while.

But......

But they can't keep silent, otherwise this proves that there is no one in the literary world they represent?

Even if you fail, you can't afford it!

"Prince Wang's talent, I am willing to be taught!"

A voice came.

Everyone looked at it with a sudden look in their eyes.

Jiang Qin, after all, stood up and spoke.

Jiang Qin took the initiative to go up and write the couplet before, and everyone could see that Jiang Qin should not be silent today, and he definitely wanted to make a difference.

It's just that everyone thought that Jiang Qin might want to wait for the last appearance, but he didn't expect it to come out now!

Peng Jie, Wen Hanyue and several other teachers and students of Zhejiang University looked at Jiang Qin who walked up, with some expectation and strangeness in their eyes.

Because, Jiang Qin is not one of those literary figures who became famous by time and qualifications, but really became famous step by step by relying on his works, and became one of the representatives of the literary circles in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

They are all curious, what kind of play will Jiang Qin have this time?

And Tang Yuanpeng, Yu Renhua, Chen Yuqi, Wang Hongyi and others all stared at Jiang Qin who walked on stage, and there was a lot of pressure in their hearts!

Under the gaze of everyone, Jiang Qin came to the stage step by step with steady steps, and first bowed to Wang Cheng: "Wang Gongzi is a great talent, God has been friends for a long time, and when I see him today, it is far better to meet than to be famous!" ”

Wang Cheng still ignored Jiang Qin's sycophancy, just nodded lightly, and then stretched out his hand to make a gesture of please, signaling to hurry up and write.

Jiang Qin was also facing such an indifferent and ruthless person as Wang Cheng for the first time, even if he was prepared, the corners of his mouth twitched, and then he smiled at Wang Jianbin and said, "Mr. Wang, it's ugly!" ”

Wang Jianbin shook his head and smiled: "Xiao Jiang's reputation is thunderous in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and I am also looking forward to it!" ”

Jiang Qin hurriedly said: "Don't dare, don't dare to ......"

Seeing Wang Cheng watching coldly, there were still many people watching below, Jiang Qin didn't have much nonsense, turned around and stood on the edge of the desk, looked at everyone without stage fright, and said loudly: "Today is the gathering of talented people from my Tang Dynasty, of course, I am indispensable to Jiangnan Tang poetry!" ”

As he spoke, Jiang Qin picked up the brush and began to write.

Wang Jianbin hesitated slightly, he didn't want to polish ink for Jiang Qin.

However, there are only two people on the stage, Wang Cheng is even more unlikely to grind ink for others, and he doesn't want to call more people to come up, so a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, so he can only step forward to grind ink for Jiang Qin.

At this scene, Zhang Guobin, Zhang Yiheng, Peng Jie and others in the audience all showed gloating smiles.

"Lao Wang has trapped himself this time and has become a person who specializes in grinding ink!"

Peng Jie said with a smile.

Wen Hanyue also enjoyed Wang Jianbin's ink grinding just now, and said with a smile: "If you can let Wang Lao grind the ink, I can blow it in the future." ”

And then......

Everyone looked at Jiang Qin's brush and the words written under it.

It's still calligraphy.

However, it is not a master-level calligraphy, but a calligrapher with a lot of charm, and there is still a lot of distance from the master realm!

This made many literary figures who had expectations for Jiang Qin slightly disappointed.

After all, just now, Yu Hong and Yang Yi, two cutting-edge master calligraphers, appeared, and Jiang Qin's reputation is still above the two, and they naturally have expectations for Jiang Qin, expecting that Jiang Qin may also secretly break through the realm of master calligraphy, waiting for today's opportunity to be a blockbuster!

It's a pity......

Although Jiang Qin's calligraphy is good, there is still a certain distance from the master, so he lost to Yu Hong and Yang Yi.

In a sense, it also represents that Zhejiang University lost to Jingda and Mizuki once.

This made the smiles on Peng Jie and Wen Hanyue's faces gradually disappear and become calm!

Subsequently, Wen Hanyue sighed with emotion: "Master of calligraphy, how can there be such a good breakthrough!" ”

Peng Jie nodded, then glanced at Yu Hong and Yang Yi without a trace, and said lightly: "However, someone has already done it!" ”

Wen Hanyue was immediately silent.

Indeed, with the examples of Yu Hong and Yang Yi in front, her words are just meaningless quibbles and excuses.

Wang Cheng was born before, but it appeared too suddenly, and it was not in their circle, so they didn't compare with Wang Cheng!

And now, Yu Hong and Yang Yike are both in their cultural circle, and every calligrapher of the young and middle-aged generation in the circle can't escape the end of being competed by the two.

Therefore, a trace of firmness flashed in Wen Hanyue's eyes, and she said, "When I go back to school, I will definitely focus on practicing calligraphy in retreat!" ”

Similarly, Yu Hong and Yang Yi put pressure on all those in the calligraphy world, but didn't they show the way?

Imitating Wang Cheng's calligraphy, you have the opportunity to break through the realm of masters......

This has given hope and opportunity to many people in the field of calligraphy.

Yu Hong and Yang Yi can do it, why can't they?

Wen Hanyue also thinks that her talent is not bad for Yu Hong and Yang Yi, the difference is time and accumulation, as long as she goes back to concentrate on practicing calligraphy, she believes that in as little as a year and a half, and as long as three or five years, she can definitely enter the realm of masters.

Even after the longest five years, she has not yet reached the age of thirty, and if she becomes a master of calligraphy, she is not much worse than Yu Hong now.

Wen Hanyue thought in her heart, looked at the words written by Jiang Qin on the stage, and said in a low voice: "Write ancient poems in Suzhou? ”

Peng Jie said softly: "Jiang Qin did stay in Suzhou for two years before and did not come back, maybe it was during that time that he was inspired to write this poem. ”

Wen Hanyue snorted, looked at the ancient poem written by Jiang Qin seriously, and read it out in a low voice.

"Lying sick in the middle of the spring, I pushed the window to see Tiger Hill today."

"The rainy season is full of flowers on the shore, and the sound of masturbation continues to Suzhou."

After reading it, some thoughts flashed in Wen Hanyue's eyes: "It's a seven-character poem, it's very well written!" It's a good work in modern times! Senior Brother Jiang Qin is indeed very talented. ”

Wen Hanyue gave the poem a positive evaluation.

Peng Jie nodded in agreement after hearing this: "Indeed, this poem is definitely a masterpiece in contemporary times!" Just ......"

Peng Jie didn't continue.

Wen Hanyue also understood......

It's just that Jiang Qin's opponent is Wang Cheng!

The surrounding Yu Hong, Yang Yi, Tang Yuanpeng, Yu Renhua, Wang Hongyi and others all read this poem in a low voice, and they all thought it was good.

Yu Hong said in a low voice: "Among the poems written in Suzhou, this one is a masterpiece!" Especially in contemporary times, this is a rare good work, and Senior Brother Jiang's talent is worthy of recognition. ”

Now Yu Hongnai is a new master calligrapher, and he is qualified to make such an evaluation of Jiang Qin.

But Wang Hongyi and Chen Yuqi didn't dare to comment on Jiang Qin casually, they just thought about it in their hearts.

Yu Renhua nodded and said: "Yes, Jiang Qin's talent has long been heard, this poem is good!" ”

Tang Yuanpeng nodded, didn't speak, but a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

And then......

Peng Jie took the lead in applauding, and the others also followed up with face and applauded vigorously.

A hint of pride flashed on Jiang Qin's face, and he bowed slightly to all the applauding audiences and thanked him: "Thank you, thank you, it's ugly!" ”

The applause quickly died out.

Because......

Everyone is looking forward to it, how does Wang Cheng respond to Jiang Qin?

Wang Jianbin looked at Jiang Qin with solemn eyes, Jiang Qin's work exceeded his expectations, and it was definitely a rare masterpiece in contemporary times, and then he continued to polish Wang Cheng's ink, looking forward to what Wang Cheng would write?

Jiang Qin quickly put away what he had written, then stepped aside and gave up his place to Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng nodded to Jiang Qin, walked up without politeness, picked up the brush and wrote without hesitation.

Jiang Qin stepped forward and stood beside Wang Cheng to look carefully, not only to see Wang Cheng's works, but also to experience Wang Cheng's calligraphy up close.

After all, there are examples of Yu Hong and Yang Yi relying on Wang Cheng's calligraphy to break through the realm of masters, and Jiang Qin also wants to go back to retreat to practice Wang Cheng's calligraphy, and strive to enter the realm of masters as soon as possible.

Seeing Wang Cheng's pen like a god, a trace of envy flashed in Jiang Qin's eyes.

The words fell one by one, which made Jiang Qin feel ashamed of himself, and felt that writing in front of Wang Cheng just now was a kind of blasphemy!

Such calligraphy, if he could ......

He thought about it, he might be more pretended than Wang Cheng and bigger than Wang Cheng.

It's a pleasure to watch......

"Fengqiao Night Park!"

Looking at the name that Wang Cheng quickly wrote, everyone knew that Wang Cheng couldn't write Song Ci anymore, and it must be an ancient poem.

Jiang Qin writes ancient poems, with Wang Cheng's strength and style, of course, he will also write ancient poems in response, and everyone is no exception to this, including Jiang Qin himself!

I am looking forward to what kind of ancient poems Wang Cheng will write again!

Just wrote two masterpieces of euphemism and bold words that are comparable to masterpieces through the ages, and suddenly wrote Tang poems again, can Wang Cheng convert them?

Wouldn't his train of thought get stuck?

Yang Yi, Yu Hong, Wen Hanyue and others all stared at Wang Cheng.

Peng Jie, Zhang Guobin, Zhang Yiheng and others were all a little nervous......

If Wang Cheng loses to Jiang Qin, it will definitely be a big deal.

Yu Hong stared at every word written by Wang Cheng and read it softly.

"The moon falls and the sky is full of frost......"

It's just the first sentence that comes out.

Yu Hong, Yang Yi, Wang Hongyi, Tang Yuanpeng, Yu Renhua, Peng Jie, Wen Hanyue and others all showed a wry smile, knowing that they were thinking too much, and even fantasized that Wang Cheng might lose to Jiang Qin!

Just this first sentence, the artistic conception surpasses Jiang Qin's entire poem.

The sense of the picture came to my face.

Let many people feel it, are full of enjoyment.

Peng Jie opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end, he turned into a wry smile, shook his head and stopped talking!

And Jiang Qin on the stage smiled even more self-deprecatingly, he also imagined just now that he might have a chance to defeat Wang Cheng and become the first person in the Chinese literary circle to defeat Wang Cheng......

After all, Wang Cheng has written too many masterpieces in the past few days, maybe when he made a move, Wang Cheng was out of inspiration?

Now, looking at this first sentence, Jiang Qin knows that he is thinking too much!

Even if Wang Cheng doesn't write it, just write this sentence, Jiang Qin will admit defeat.

Then, words quickly appeared in Wang Cheng's pen.

Because, Wang Cheng wrote this work not as seriously as he wrote when he read Nujiao just now, so he wrote it quickly!

Many people at the scene read it softly below.

"The moon is falling and the sky is full of frost, and Jiang Feng is sleeping."

"Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rings in the middle of the night to the passenger ship."

The same seven-word poem!

The same is written about Suzhou, but here it is about Gusu City, which seems to be more in line with the culture of the Tang Dynasty.

Jiang Qin opened his mouth, and he didn't know what to say for a while......

This is really the way of others to govern others!

He wrote poems in seven words, and he wrote about the city of Suzhou.

Wang Cheng also quickly followed, and also wrote seven-character poems, and also wrote Gusu City!

Moreover, he directly killed his works in seconds.

Where does this make him reasonable?

How can he quibble and justify himself?

Wang Cheng's four poems, Jiang Qin read them are all extremely enjoyable, each sentence is full of artistic conception, and it can even be said that every word seems to carry a picture, after reading, you can feel a deep loneliness invade the heart, so that the heart becomes calm.

Such a poem!

Among the hundreds of Tang poems that have been inherited, there are very few of them, and they can definitely be on an equal footing with those masterpiece-level Tang poems, which can be called an ancient poem at the level of masterpieces through the ages!

Call......

Jiang Qin and Wang Jianbin took a deep breath at the same time to calm themselves down.

A masterpiece through the ages, a masterpiece through the ages, and a masterpiece through the ages......

It seems that every work written by Wang Cheng can be called a masterpiece through the ages.

It's horrible.

Wen Hanyue, Peng Jie and other people in Jiangsu and Zhejiang all knew that this time, Jiang Qin lost completely, and he was not wronged at all, whether it was poetry or calligraphy, he was crushed in all directions.

Wen Hanyue exclaimed: "Wang Cheng's talent is really bottomless, and the mountains are uplifted." This poem is so well written. If I had written this, I would have loved to die right away! ”

Wen Hanyue once again expressed envy and was willing to exchange her life for such a work......

Peng Jie nodded: "Indeed, there is a loneliness that goes deep into the soul when I read it, and the picture is full of sense!" Such poems are rare among the many masterpieces in the entire Tang Dynasty. ”

Yu Hong, Yang Yi, Wang Hongyi, Tang Yuanpeng, Yu Renhua and others were also full of admiration, and their eyes were full of incredulity.

Is Wang Cheng's inspiration really endless? (End of chapter)