The big names in poetry circles and calligraphy circles in the live broadcast room couldn't help but sit up straight, waiting for Wang Zhou to put pen to paper.
Professors from universities such as Xu Jinkai and Kang Borui also stared intently, for fear of missing even a tiny bit!
Especially some calligraphers, they all look at it very seriously. They all want to carefully look at Wang Zhou's strokes. Only in this way can they find a trace of the true meaning of calligraphy and truly understand Wang Zhou's way of cursive painting.
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In this brief moment, the live broadcast room was quiet.
"How can you say that I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you."
Wang Zhou put pen to paper and wrote down eight characters first.
Then, he paused, dipped in ink, and started writing again. "The king raised his army and repaired my spear. I share the same enemy with you!"
Wang Zhou put away his brush and placed it on the inkstone. He stood there without speaking or writing again.
Xu Qingzhu gently rubbed the ink on the inkstone regularly, while his eyes were fixed on the lines of words on the rice paper!
Everyone in the live broadcast room was silently reciting these words and carefully savoring the taste.
The comment section is very quiet at the moment.
Although this sentence is very simple, it is still very difficult to interpret the entire sentence at once. Therefore, before some professors and literary figures have interpreted it, no one in the live broadcast room dared to say anything for fear of interpreting it.
Wrong, who can bear being criticized by 480 million viewers in the live broadcast room?
At this time, everyone was still self-aware. After all, Wang Zhou's words seemed very simple, and everyone was very ordinary, but when put together, they all knew that the meaning was not simple.
Xu Qingzhu was also reciting silently. Although he did not recite aloud, the audience in the live broadcast room saw that Xu Qingzhu was also studying very seriously, because through the lens of the live broadcast room, Xu Qingzhu could be vaguely seen
The lips are moving.
"It looks like Qingzhu didn't know in advance that Wang Zhou was going to write this..." Feng Xinran looked at Xu Jinkai aside and asked with some confusion.
Xu Jinkai also nodded with a serious expression. "I think so too, but what are they doing? They didn't communicate in advance on such an important occasion! I just don't know if Qingzhu has lost his ancient prose skills over the years. If so, what will happen later?
If she wants to paint, wouldn’t it mean that she will get stuck?”
Xu Jinkai was a little worried, because the meaning of this sentence seemed simple, but if you taste it carefully, it has a profound truth.
Xu Jinkai, as a big figure in the literary world, naturally knows what Wang Zhou wants to express, but it may be really difficult for ordinary people to understand.
Although Xu Jinkai taught Xu Qingzhu ancient Chinese and Xu Qingzhu also had a certain foundation, after so many years, whether Xu Qingzhu can still... Xu Jinkai is not sure, so this is what he is worried about.
"Actually, we don't need to worry. Since these two little guys are doing it in front of 480 million viewers, they have the confidence and we don't have to worry about it." Feng Xinran is indeed a barrister, and he was briefly worried.
After that, I immediately stopped worrying about anything.
As Feng Xinran said, they really don't need to worry about anything. Since Wang Zhou and Xu Qingzhu have a harmonious relationship and love each other, there will be no trouble between them during this live broadcast, and there will definitely be no problem in cooperating with each other.
, as parents, there is no need to worry blindly.
"That's right!" Xu Jinkai couldn't help but nodded in agreement when he heard Feng Xinran's words.
Of course, the same scene also happened to Yuandu Zhou Rui and Wang Run. They were both scolding Wang Zhou at the moment. Even Zhou Rui was cursing barefoot in the living room, and almost even wanted to fight Wang Zhou with a kitchen knife!
If Wang Zhou were to live broadcast at home now, I am afraid that Zhou Rui would appear in the live broadcast room holding a kitchen knife, fighting for her daughter-in-law Xu Qingzhu.
"Calm down, calm down... Wang Zhou and Qing Zhu must have discussed it beforehand. How could they dig a hole for themselves..." Wang Run looked at his wife Zhou Rui's gnashing of teeth, even to the point where they were the eighteenth generation ancestor of their Wang family.
They all seemed to be scolded and said quickly.
"Okay! Then I want to see. If that bastard Wang Zhou dares to make my daughter-in-law suffer any injustice, see if I don't break his legs!" Zhou Rui sat down angrily and looked at Wang Zhou's eyes.
It shows unkindness, as if Xu Qingzhu is her daughter and Wang Zhou is an outsider!
Wang Run looked at Zhou Rui's appearance and couldn't help but smile but said nothing.
Obviously, Wang Zhou, his own son, is really not as important as his idol’s daughter-in-law Xu Qingzhu!
After almost three minutes, Wang Zhou dipped his hand in ink and picked up his pen again.
Wang Zhou didn't say a word in the middle, but made seemingly casual eye contact with Xu Qingzhu. Xu Qingzhu gave him a reassuring look, which made Wang Zhou couldn't help but smile.
In fact, Wang Zhou will interpret these sentences for the audience in the live broadcast room, but he has not finished writing yet. Wang Zhou does not want to directly tell the meaning of these sentences, but will make them lose the opportunity to read for themselves.
Everyone will have different feelings when reading these sentences, so Wang Zhou will give them time to interpret them on their own.
Wang Zhou continued.
"How can I say that I have no clothes? I am in the same boat with you. The king raised an army and repaired my spear and halberd. I will work together with you!"
Another sentence.
At this moment, the audience in the live broadcast room once again read it carefully.
Too many people cannot understand their meaning, and some people have already started asking for advice in the comment area...
More and more people are starting to ask for advice.
After all, not everyone can read ancient prose, understand what it means, and present the charm it expresses.
This time, Wang Zhou still didn't say anything. He still gently placed the brush on the inkstone, put his hands behind his back, and didn't look at the footage in the live broadcast room.
Xu Qingzhu was still grinding ink regularly, muttering that sentence softly, savoring the charm of it.
The eyes of the big guys in the live broadcast room shone brightly. The more they read it, the more they felt that these two paragraphs were morale and domineering, and they actually had a sense of power!
"This is a war song!" At this time, Professor Shangguan from Yangcheng Normal University posted a six-word comment in the comment area of the live broadcast room.
There is no unnecessary nonsense, just stating a fact that he believes.
Following Professor Shangguan's comments, the comments below began to hide. Many people continued Professor Shangguan's comments and began to express their feelings about the reading of these two lines of poetry.
"But no one expressed too many opinions, just reading from a certain angle, just a few words or words..."
Xu Jinkai and Kang Borui, professors in the ancient literature circle, did not say anything. They were waiting for Wang Zhou's next sentence.
Everyone in the live broadcast room knew that Wang Zhou was not over yet, he just paused, and there was still... below him.
It’s not too early to comment yet. Although Professor Shangguan of Yangcheng Normal University couldn’t help but express his views in the comment area, he only expressed the most confident words and used very simple language without too much.
The expression of other.
Wang Zhou continued.
Wang Zhou dipped his ink and picked up his pen.
I put pen to paper again and wrote the last sentence.
"How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same clothes with you. The king raised his army and repaired my armor. I will go with you!"
After Wang Zhou finished writing, he placed the pen on the inkstone and nodded to Xu Qingzhu, who stopped polishing the ink.
Xu Qingzhu read out slowly.
"How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you. When the king raised an army, he repaired my sword and spear, and I share the same enemy with you!"
How can I say that I have no clothes? I am in the same boat with you. When the king raised his army, I repaired my spear and halberd, and worked together with you!
How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same clothes with you. When the king raised his troops, he repaired my armor and soldiers and went with me!"
As Xu Qingzhu's voice came out in the live broadcast room, everyone in the live broadcast room actually had a deeper feeling about these three lines of poetry, and their inner world seemed to become clearer at this moment.
Wang Zhou waited for Xu Qingzhu to finish reading, then nodded.
"When he opens his mouth, he has the energy to swallow up the world, and his pen is sharp and sharp, just like an invincible general marching towards the Yellow Dragon." Dean Yang of Shanghai Modu University commented in the comment area of the live broadcast room.
"I learned from it the passionate and generous fighting spirit of sharing the same hatred of the enemy, and the high morale and optimism of the army and civilians uniting to help each other and resisting foreign aggression. This is invincible power, invincible and invincible!" said Sun from Teito University School of Humanities.
The dean also followed closely to support Wang Zhou and interpreted Wang Zhou's poem.
The deans of the two major liberal arts schools of Shanghai University and Teito University made an effort at the same time, as if they had made an appointment, and made their evaluations in the comment area.
At this moment, big names in the literary circle spoke out one after another and began to become active in the comment area.
"This poem is vigorous and hearty, shocking the soul and cleansing the spirit!"
"At present, when the enemy is approaching and the troops are approaching the city, we must unite as one to fight against the foreign enemies! This is the power of unity..."
"Sharpening swords and cleaning guns, dancing with swords and wielding halberds, rushing to the front line to kill the enemy together..."
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At this moment, the comment area became completely lively.
A group of big guys began to interpret this text, and they could all feel the impassioned fighting spirit and the spirit of unity and progress.
Wang Zhou did not interpret it or say anything more.
He naturally gave way to the main seat and stood aside, while Xu Qingzhu walked to the main seat.
At this moment, the audience in the live broadcast room fell silent.
In particular, some well-known painters, some younger generations of scholars with certain attainments in the field of painting, as well as students who are learning to paint... and even some amateur painters, they all concentrated at this moment and stared carefully.
Watching the live broadcast room, they all wanted to see what kind of painting Xu Qingzhu would hand over to Wang Zhou's proposed painting this time.
And at this moment, they were all thinking about what kind of answer sheet they would hand in if they were to paint by themselves.
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Of course, even if they are not in the circle of painters, they are all looking forward to Xu Qingzhu's works. Now Xu Qingzhu's works are highly praised by well-known painters online. Xu Qingzhu is also known as the representative of the younger generation and has already stepped into the painter's field.
The threshold of the master.
Of course, if measured according to market pricing, with the exception of a few older generation painters, the value of contemporary painters’ works cannot be surpassed by anyone. Of course, this is also due to Xu Qingzhu’s own popularity and status in the music world.
With strong blessing, Xu Qingzhu's attainments in the calligraphy and painting circle would still have a lot of room for improvement if he were pure, but it is precisely because of this that Xu Qingzhu's works will be sold at a very high price, coupled with the blessing of Wang Zhou's poetry works
, this makes the value of Wang Xu’s collaborative calligraphy and painting works evaluated very high.
The key is that many people can see Wang Xu's potential. They are only in their early twenties now. If they wait twenty or thirty years later, the value of their early works may have doubled several times, and they have strong collection value and
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Moreover, the works of Wang Zhou and Xu Qingzhu are all derived from specific events in a specific period, which gives the works even more value and practical significance.
Xu Qingzhu stood there, not writing for a long time.
This made the audience in the live broadcast room start to worry about Xu Qingzhu.
Especially Xu Qingzhu's parents were a little nervous. Because Xu Qingzhu lowered his head, they couldn't see Xu Qingzhu's expression clearly, but they could see Wang Zhou standing leisurely aside. They couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, since Wang Zhou was not nervous at all.
, then it means Xu Qingzhu should be fine.
Seeing this scene, Wang Zhou's mother went berserk again and cursed at Wang Zhou, who was standing leisurely and contentedly in the live broadcast room!
Wang Run sat aside and could only laugh, but he didn't dare to interrupt, for fear that he would get angry with his son, which would be troublesome.
Of course, Wang Run knew that everything would be fine, as could be seen from his son Wang Zhou's leisurely expression.
Of course, Wang Run didn't dare to say anything. Once he spoke, Zhou Rui's anger, which had nowhere to vent, would be transferred to himself. So not only did he not help his son to say nice things, but he also helped Zhou Rui to curse Wang.
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"Son, I'm sorry... It's not that dad won't help you, it's mainly that it's not easy for dad!" Wang Run kept saying in his heart.
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For five minutes, Xu Qingzhu picked up his pen, dipped it in ink, and began to draw on the blank space of the rice paper.
Xu Qingzhu began to write, and the whole process was very fast. He started writing very quickly, almost as if he had not thought about it in advance.
Before Xu Qingzhu started writing, she had already made sketches on the entire piece of rice paper and had made an estimate of the overall layout in advance. Otherwise, she would not have started writing casually. Since she started, it was basically done in a smooth and smooth manner.
Thinking too much.
Just when Xu Qingzhu started writing, the 480 million viewers in the live broadcast room breathed a sigh of relief, and then they were full of expectations.
"As soon as I started writing bamboo, I knew that bamboo would definitely be powerful..."
"I bet that this collaborative work by Teacher Wang Zhou and Teacher Zhuzi will definitely be snapped up. I just don't know if they will give it away again, but they don't have anyone to give it away. How about a live auction?
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"I agree with the live auction upstairs! The highest bidder wins!"
"Let's not talk about the value of this work itself. The meaning alone is extraordinary. Listening to the comments from the big guys upstairs, Wang Zhou's calligraphy is definitely a masterpiece. Although I can't understand this poem, the big guys
Everyone seems to admire this poem very highly, it is definitely a masterpiece!”
"Hey, don't worry about it. Even if it is really going to be auctioned, you won't have any share. You guys don't even look at how many big guys there are in the group. They are all gearing up and eager to try!"