"Anyone else?"

Although Wang Cheng's voice is still as plain as water!

However, it stopped in the ears of many people in the literary world, and it seemed like a sharp sword, piercing directly into their hearts...

In their ears, it automatically became full of ridicule - Are there no people in your Chinese literary world?

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

after all……

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

The frontier fortress poem with the same name, the same word card, and even the same content!

A direct win in all aspects.

Many people in the literary world who used to have the ability to sophistry are speechless and have nothing to say when faced with 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 dazzled when they look at Wang Cheng, and they long for someone to defeat Wang Cheng once, otherwise Wang Cheng's

The halo will blind their eyes.

The scene was quiet for a moment!

Many people in the literary world looked at each other, and for a moment they didn't want to touch Wang Cheng's sharp edge.

but……

But they can't remain silent forever, otherwise wouldn't this prove that there is no one in the literary world they represent?

Even if you fail, you can’t give up!

"Your Majesty is a great talent, I would like to learn from you!"

A voice came.

Everyone looked at it with astonishment in their eyes.

Jiang Qin finally stood up and spoke.

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

However, everyone thought that Jiang Qin might want to wait for his final appearance, but they didn’t expect that he would appear now!

Peng Jie, Wen Hanyue and several other teachers and students from 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 through time and qualifications, but truly became famous step by step through his works, and has become one of the representative figures in Jiangsu and Zhejiang literary circles.

They were all curious, what kind of performance would Jiang Qin have this time?

Tang Yuanpeng, Yu Renhua, Chen Yuqi, Wang Hongyi and others all stared at Jiang Qin who walked on the stage, feeling quite stressed!

Under the gaze of everyone, Jiang Qin walked steadily to the stage step by step. He first bowed his hands to Wang Cheng and saluted: "Young Master Wang is a great talent. We have known each other for a long time. When we meet today, it is far better to meet him than to be famous!"

Wang Cheng still ignored Jiang Qin's flattery, and just nodded lightly, then stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation, indicating that he should write quickly.

It was also the first time that Jiang Qin faced a cold and ruthless person like Wang Cheng. Even though he was prepared, the corner of his mouth twitched, and then he smiled at Wang Jianbin and said: "Mr. Wang, you are showing off your humiliation!"

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

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

Seeing Wang Cheng watching coldly, and there were many people watching below, Jiang Qin didn't want to talk nonsense. He turned around and stood at the edge of the desk. Seeing that everyone didn't have any stage fright, he said loudly: "Today is the gathering of talented people from the Tang Dynasty."

Of course, when we get together, we can’t miss my Jiangnan Tang Poetry!"

With that said, Jiang Qin picked up the brush and started writing.

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

However, he and Wang Cheng were the only two people on the stage. Wang Cheng was even less likely to polish ink for others. He didn't want to call more people to come up, so there was a trace of helplessness in his eyes and he could only step forward to polish ink for Jiang Qin.

ink.

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

"Lao Wang got himself into trouble this time and became a person who specializes in sharpening ink!"

Peng Jie said with a smile.

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

Then……

Everyone looked at Jiang Qin's writing brush and the words he wrote.

It’s still running calligraphy.

However, it is not a master-level calligraphy, but a calligrapher with charm, which is still far away from the master level!

Many people in the literary world who had high expectations for Jiang Qin were slightly disappointed.

After all, two new master calligraphers, Yu Hong and Yang Yi, had just appeared, and Jiang Qin's reputation was still higher than the two. They naturally had expectations for Jiang Qin, hoping that Jiang Qin might also secretly break through the realm of master calligraphy.

Waiting for today’s opportunity to make a splash!

Unfortunately……

Although Jiang Qin's calligraphy is pretty good, he is still far behind the masters, so he is still inferior to Yu Hong and Yang Yi.

In a sense, it also means that Zhejiang University lost to Beijing University and Mizuki.

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

Later, Wen Hanyue sighed with emotion: "How can a calligraphy master have such a breakthrough!"

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

Wen Hanyue immediately fell silent.

Indeed, given the examples of Yu Hong and Yang Yi, her words are just meaningless sophistry and excuses.

Wang Cheng was born before, but it was too sudden and he was not in their circle, so they didn't compete with Wang Cheng!

Now, Yu Hong and Yang Yike are both solid members of their cultural circle, and every calligrapher of the middle and young generation in the circle cannot escape the fate of being competed by the two.

Therefore, Wen Hanyue's eyes flashed with determination and she said: "When I return to school, I will definitely practice calligraphy in seclusion!"

Similarly, Yu Hong and Yang Yi have brought pressure to all people in the calligraphy field, but don't they point out a way?

If you imitate Wang Cheng's calligraphy, you will have the opportunity to break through to the realm of a master...

This has given many people in the calligraphy community hope and opportunities.

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

Wen Hanyue also believes that her talent is not inferior to that of Yu Hong and Yang Yi. The only difference is time and accumulation. As long as she goes back to practice calligraphy in seclusion, she believes that she can definitely enter the realm of a master in as little as one and a half years, or as long as three to five years.

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This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Even after the longest five years, she is not yet thirty years old. If she becomes a calligraphy master, she will not be much worse than Yu Hong now.

Wen Hanyue was thinking in her heart, looking at the words written by Jiang Qin on the stage, and whispered: "Write ancient poems about Suzhou?"

Peng Jie said softly: "Jiang Qin did stay in Suzhou for two years and did not come back. It may have been during that time that he was inspired to write this poem."

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

"I have been ill in Mulanzhou for half the spring. Today I opened the window and saw Huqiu."

"The plum rain fills the sky with flowers and the shores are filled with flowers, and the sound of masturbating continues to Suzhou."

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

Wen Hanyue gave this poem a positive evaluation.

Peng Jie nodded in agreement after hearing this: "Indeed, this poem is definitely considered a masterpiece in contemporary times! It's just..."

Peng Jie didn't say any more.

Wen Hanyue also understands...

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

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

Yu Hong whispered: "Among the poems written about Suzhou, this one is considered a masterpiece! Especially in contemporary times, this is a rare good work. Brother Jiang's talent deserves recognition."

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

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

Yu Renhua nodded and said: "Yes, I have long heard of Jiang Qin's talent. This poem is not bad!"

Tang Yuanpeng nodded and said nothing, but there was a solemn look in his eyes.

Then……

Peng Jie took the lead in applauding, and the others followed suit and applauded vigorously.

A trace of pride flashed across Jiang Qin's face, and he bowed slightly to all the applauding audience and said thank you: "Thank you, thank you, you're showing off your shame!"

The applause quickly died out.
To be continued...