Seeing that Qin Yuan suddenly moved his gaze to the wine jug on his waist, and heard his voice "Wine!" ”。

This couldn't help but make him feel like goosebumps were rising, and he couldn't help but feel a little dazed when he looked at Qin Yuan in front of him.

It was as if he had really seen a brilliant writer cross time and space, come from a thousand years ago, and then possess Qin Yuan's body.

Under the ghost's divine request, he immediately took off the wine jug on his waist and threw it to Qin Yuan.

Taking the flask, Qin Yuan leaned up and drank, and the transparent wine broke into his mouth with a hint of heat, which couldn't help but make Qin Yuan frown slightly.

This wine is not very strong, but for Qin Yuan, who has never liked to drink much, it still has a bit of weight.

Catalyzed by alcohol, Qin Yuan exuded the arrogance and prodigal chic of a great writer.

The scholar was angry and scolded Fang Xuan.

Then he picked up the pen again and continued to write the second half of the preface to King Teng's Pavilion in a dragon flying and phoenix dance.

Looking at his crazy and uninhibited appearance, everyone present was shocked.

The crowd was stunned with disbelief in their eyes, they had never seen anyone write calligraphy to such an extent.

Where is this writing, this is simply creating history, creating a literary era that has never been seen before or since!!

Not to mention the general audience, at this moment, Rao is Li Wenbo, a doctor of literature, was shocked and speechless by Qin Yuan's performance.

As the so-called layman looks at the excitement, and the insider looks at the doorway, as a doctor of literature, he was shocked not only by Qin Yuan's amazing calligraphy attainments, but also by the content described in Qin Yuan's "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng".

At the beginning, he had already guessed that Qin Yuan's preface to King Teng's Pavilion would be extremely good, and would even set off waves in the entire Dragon Kingdom literary circle.

But as the content of King Teng's preface became more and more written, he found that he was still superficial, and he still underestimated the excellence of this prose.

What is exceptionally good, what sets off the storm in the literary world.

These words can't even describe one-tenth of the excellence of the Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng.

If he had to describe the "Preface to King Teng's Pavilion" in front of him, then he could only use 'the first in the ages' to describe it!

This is by no means a joke, because with the amount of reading he has, he has never seen a single article in history that can compare with this "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng".

The first prose in the ages, well deserved!

Time flowed slowly, and when Qin Yuan wrote down the last word of King Teng's pavilion preface, both the audience at the scene and the fans in the live broadcast room were already stunned.

Looking at Qin Yuan's gaze was like looking at a transcendent immortal, the audience was silent at the moment, for fear of disturbing Qin Yuan, the silence was terrifying.

It wasn't until Qin Yuan wrote the word Wang Bo at the end of the calligraphy, and then put the pen on His Excellency, that a group of people reacted.

Suddenly, both the scene and the live broadcast room exploded.

"What kind of fairy character is this, it's just a dream, and he can write such an amazing and brilliant prose! It's incredible! ”

"When will dreams still have this effect, give me a dozen dreams like this!"

"You really believe it! This is just Qin Yuan's alternative modesty, the dream may just provide him with inspiration, but if there is no corresponding literary brilliance, inspiration alone is not enough! ”

"That's right, I don't believe in dreams, this is obviously Qin Yuan's politeness!"

"Whether it's polite or not, anyway, Qin Yuan is going to be on fire this time, and this prose will definitely be able to leave a name in history!"

"It's incredible that we have witnessed the rise of a modern writer!"

A group of fans in the live broadcast room had different opinions, and their admiration for Qin Yuan had reached the point of worship.

And the audience at the scene was no better, especially Bai Yingying, who was from the Huaqing Literature Department, and the four of them were even more stunned.

is different from the excitement of ordinary audiences, they are all high-achieving students of the Huaqing Literature Department, and they definitely want to crush the general audience in terms of literary literacy.

And it is precisely because of their literary literacy that they are higher than the general audience's literary literacy that they are more aware of Qin Yuan's degree of rebellion.

That's just a demon!

Relying on the inspiration brought by the dream, he actually played on the spot and wrote a few hundred words of prose in a free way.

The key is that the prose is gorgeous, the writing is smooth, the battle is neat, the scriptures are cited, and the characters mentioned in it are all historically traceable. (Note: The allusion characters have been replaced by those of the present world)

Not to mention his transcendent literary brilliance, this quotation alone is not something they can learn.

The knowledge of literature involved in this is much more profound than that of the four college students in the Huaqing Literature Department.

And the more they knew this, the more they looked at Qin Yuan's gaze, the more adoring and fanatical they became.

It looked like a hungry wolf, and he couldn't wait to run away with Qin Yuan in his mouth.

As for their fanaticism, Qin Yuan naturally didn't know, at this moment, he had just finished writing the preface to King Teng's pavilion, and he was sweating all over.

However, this is also normal, and the 773 words in the preface of King Teng's Pavilion are written on paper with a ballpoint pen, which takes a lot of time and effort.

Not to mention that Qin Yuan still uses a brush to write, and when he writes later, he is in a hurry, and he writes while reading, which is naturally very tiring, and sweating is the most normal.

Scanning the audience and looking at the audience who were stunned by himself, Qin Yuan couldn't help but be very satisfied.

Since he can shock the audience at the scene, he will naturally be able to shock the audience across the country through video.

And the purpose of him writing Tengwang Pavilion is to cause a sensation on the whole network, and then to gain prestige points.

And now, judging by the performance of the live audience, he is not far from success.

What he needs to do now is to sit back and wait for today's live broadcast to ferment on the Internet.

After thinking clearly, he immediately wanted to run, otherwise when the people around him reacted, he was afraid that it would not be easy to run.

When thinking like this, he immediately hugged his fist at Li Wenbo and said, "My emotions have been expressed, and I will leave." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head and was about to run, but before he could take a step, Li Wenbo blocked him with an arrow step.

"Brother Qin, why is it Wang Bo written in your signature, who is Wang Bo?" Li Wenbo asked curiously pointing to the word Wang Bo at the bottom of the article.

"Wang Bo is my name in my dream, don't care!" Qin Yuan casually made up a reason, and he wanted to slip away.

Hearing this, Li Wenbo suddenly realized, nodded, and then held Qin Yuan's hand.

"Brother Qin, don't be in a hurry to leave, it's really a blessing to be able to see you today, I don't know if I can invite you to have a drink?

By the way, let's talk about the whereabouts of your original calligraphy, and I won't tell you that your original calligraphy of King Teng's Pavilion Preface, I sincerely collect it, and you can make a price! Li Wenbo said sincerely.

But as soon as he finished saying this, a loud voice suddenly came from not far away.

"Dr. Li, what you're doing is not authentic! Since this preface to King Teng's Pavilion is a text written for King Teng's Pavilion, it naturally has to stay in our King Teng's Pavilion, how can it be bought in your private name? ”

At the moment when these words sounded, a middle-aged man wearing a casual suit pants and a white shirt on his upper body walked up briskly from downstairs.

Then he walked in front of Qin Yuan in three steps and said, "Mr. Qin, it's a pleasure to meet you, I am the director of the Municipal Bureau of Culture and Tourism, Liu Bo." ”