Chapter 58: The first calligraphy person in the world
On the way to Sioux City.
Xu Qingzhu and Du Lan were sitting in the back seat, both of them staring at the mobile phone screen. At this moment, Du Lan's account was logged into the 'Tangxia Beaver' live broadcast room.
"Teacher Wang is so amazing that Mr. Li can praise him so much!" Du Lan looked at Xu Qingzhu with admiration.
"Of course! Teacher Wang is amazing." Xu Qingzhu was very happy.
Of course, what made her happiest was that Wang Zhou's appointment was all because of her painting "Hidden Mountain Waterfall".
Wang Zhou sent a message to Xu Qingzhu on the way to the "Literati" hotel, and they soon learned from the Internet that the "Tangxia Beaver" live broadcast room was the only live broadcast platform.
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"I'll grind the ink." Li Tianhe volunteered to help Wang Zhou.
Wang Zhou picked up his pen and concentrated on it.
""Wangzang Mountain Waterfall""
Li Yuntai wore a pair of reading glasses, and his eyes suddenly shot out a ray of light as Wang Zhou started writing.
Kang Borui and Yang Kaiwen looked at each other with serious expressions on their faces.
The two of them were at the scene, and standing right behind Wang Zhou, they could clearly feel Wang Zhou's aura at the moment when he picked up the pen. It was a completely different experience than watching the video online. It was completely different.
The barrage in the live broadcast room even disappeared!
At this moment, it was as if the live broadcast room had been banned.
"The sun shines on the incense burner and produces purple smoke,
Looking at the waterfall Kagemae River from a distance.
Flying down three thousand feet,
It is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen into the sky."
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A whole poem, twenty-eight words, written in one go.
Li Tianhe stood nearby, the closest to Wang Zhou, and it was the second time he saw Wang Zhou write this poem, but his feelings were different from the last time!
The artistic conception is deeper.
Snap!
Li Yuntai applauded.
"The mercury moves in the clouds, the snakes move, and the three-point cloud that strikes the wood startles the dragon!" Li Yuntai spoke, commenting on Wang Zhou's calligraphy.
Some celebrities in the calligraphy field were also watching the live broadcast in the live broadcast room, and they all agreed deeply with Li Yuntai's evaluation of Wang Zhou.
This is a live broadcast feast!
In the prosperous age of the calligraphy world, if they are not too hasty, they will definitely go to the scene to observe. This is an opportunity.
Wang Zhou took out the seal, the seal he carved with his own hands.
"Wow, this is the seal carved by Wang Zhou himself!"
"Yes, yes, it's exactly the same as the video he posted on Weibo!"
"The scalpel god in the sculpture world!"
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Wang Zhou put his seal on the poem.
Seal the verdict!
Wang Zhou's poems and Xu Qingzhu's paintings are perfectly integrated and have become one since then!
The only regret is that Xu Qingzhu's seal is not the one specially carved by Wang Zhou, but the one she customized before.
But Wang Zhou believed that this situation would not happen again from now on, because Xu Qingzhu had the seal that he carved with his own hands, and her previous seal was destroyed by Xu Qingzhu in front of Wang Zhou.
Wang Zhou expressed his heartache that Xu Qingzhu's seal was not cheap, but Xu Qingzhu didn't care because she wanted the seal Wang Zhou gave him to be the only one.
"good!"
"Little friend Wang Zhou's cursive calligraphy is the best in the world. I am afraid that no one in the living generation can surpass him in calligraphy!" Li Yuntai concluded with emotion.
Although Li Yuntai is a literary figure, his calligraphy skills are not low, so he dares to make such a conclusion.
"Wow! Sister Lan, did you hear it? Mr. Li's evaluation of Wang Zhou! The best person in the world!" Xu Qingzhu happily pulled Du Lan's hand and almost jumped with excitement.
"Calm down, calm down!" Du Lan smiled bitterly.
This is still the same Xu Qingzhu who is quiet and dismissive of men.
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A large number of comments began to pour out of the live broadcast room.
But most of them praise Master Li Yuntai.
Only a handful of people were sarcastic, but their remarks were quickly bombarded by professionals.
Let’s not talk about anything else, Master Li Yuntai is famous all over the world, and professors from major famous schools are all her disciples, disciples and grandchildren.
Now if anyone dares to point fingers at Master Li Yuntai, then these big guys in academia can drown him to death with just a drop of spit.
"Mr. Li, this evaluation is too high. I would never dare to accept it." Wang Zhou hurriedly said to Li Yuntai.
"You can bear it." Li Yuntai waved his hand, indicating that Wang Zhou did not need to be modest, and then he added.
""Wangzang Mountain Waterfall" is worse than old age."
""Difficulty on the Crossroads" is not as good as being old and decrepit."
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"Old Li, I don't dare! You have always taught and educated people, laying the foundation for our Chinese literature. You have spread the branches and leaves, taught people tirelessly, and worked hard, just like the spring breeze turning into rain, moistening things with a soft voice. I have little talent and little knowledge, how can I dare to compete with Mr. Li!" Wang
Zhou hurriedly saluted Li Yuntai, but he could not let Li Yuntai continue talking.
"What Wang Zhou said is absolutely true! The two poems "Wangzangshan Waterfall" and "Difficult Road" can only show that he is quick in writing. How can he dare to compare with Mr. Li in terms of literary achievements? Mr. Li is the leader in my literary world!
I am the backbone that the Chinese literary world needs to rely on." Kang Borui's cheeks were sweating, and he also hurriedly helped Wang Zhou speak.
Mr. Li did not answer, but turned to Wang Zhou.
"Little friend Wang Zhou, how much do you know about me?" Li Yuntai looked at Wang Zhou and asked.
"Every kid is familiar with Mr. Li's life story." Wang Zhou didn't know what Li Yuntai wanted to express, but he still said seriously.
"Okay." Li Yuntai smiled immediately. "Then how about you help me write a poem?!"
"Uh..." Wang Zhou was stunned. He didn't expect Li Yuntai to make such a request.
Kang Borui and Yang Kaiwen were also stunned. They looked at each other and were at a loss for words.
Now it is live broadcast on the entire network, and the popularity of the live broadcast room has reached more than 5 million people. Although they are worried about Wang Zhou, they also know that if they stop it at this time, it will be fatal to Wang Zhou's reputation.
Kang Borui was okay. He looked at Wang Zhou at the moment. When he saw Wang Zhou's sudden shock, he returned to normal and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
At this time, barrages also took off in the live broadcast room.
"Haha... Now my true colors are revealed!"
"What's the point of composing a poem? If you have the ability, just compose one on the spot. If you can't do it, it will be embarrassing!"
"Talented man! The first person in contemporary cursive calligraphy! I look forward to your fall from the clouds! Bang... fall to pieces!"
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A group of trolls couldn't stand Wang Zhou's sudden rise in fame, and they all began to ridicule him.
"Teacher Wang, we believe in you! You can definitely do it!"
"Senior brother, you are the pride of our Shanghai University. You are the contemporary poet!"
"Writing a poem on the spot, whoever has the ability to write a poem can then make it difficult. Isn't this embarrassing? Senior Brother Wang Zhou, don't pay attention!"
"Brother, come on. All the teachers and students of Modou University support you!"