Debut After Eight Years Chapter 117

The car is walking on the road.

Wang Qian and Qin Xuerong sat in the back row.

Jiang Yu and Murongyue didn't go out at home, and they played vigorously at home and went to practice.

Xu Xiaoxiao drove the car, Xu Wenwen sat in the co-pilot, and the two boys sat in front of Wang Qian and Qin Xuerong.

One of the boys took the initiative to introduce himself to Wang Qian: "Professor Wang, hello. I am Zhang Boheng, a graduate student in the Department of Literature. I really like your poems and ancient words Jiang Chengzi. I have a question to ask you."

Good guys!

Nowhere yet.

The open communication class hasn't started either.

He started to attack Wang Qian on the road.

Wang Qian leaned on the chair and smiled at Zhang Boheng who turned to look at him: "Yes, you say, I see if I can answer you. You know, I graduated from the acting department, and literature is just a hobby, so it's too professional. If you can't answer the question, please forgive me.”

Except for Xu Xiaoxiao who was driving, Xu Wenwen from Zhejiang University and another boy looked at Wang Qian.

In the Chinese literary world, there have been quite a few amazing works that have not appeared in the young.

Because, in the past two to three decades, the entire country has been working towards economic development, people's thinking has begun to change, and life has changed too fast, everyone has gradually fallen into the material circle, so the frequency of good works appears It's reduced a lot.

Thirty or forty years ago, people at that time were relatively simple, their thoughts were relatively pure, and their minds were able to sink down, so the probability of writing profound classic literary works was greater than it is now.

Therefore, as soon as Wang Qian's works were released, just like the voice shouted on the stage of good sound, they broke the darkness of rock music for more than ten years.

These works have also broken the 20 years of lifelessness in the Chinese literary world, like throwing a boulder in a pool of water, setting off huge shocks and waves.

Looking at Wang Qian, Zhang Boheng asked with a slightly serious expression: "Professor Wang, I personally like the works you published on Weibo very much. I am personally curious, Professor Wang, you graduated from the Department of Acting. , Is also quite accomplished in the field of music. So how did you do it, and write such amazing and so many works in the field of literature at the same time?"

"Mistakes, out of chapter, quatrains, a flowering tree, Jiang Chengzi, and the teacher said this ancient essay. These works, many famous artists can come up with two or three in their lives, they can be called great literary masters. You publish it in one breath. Many, how long is the accumulation? How did you study literature? Can you give us some suggestions for the students who are studying?"

Zhang Boheng asked a lot in one breath.

These questions represent the skepticism of most people in the literary world.

Although……

Wang Qian only made his debut in his thirties, and he is considered an absolute newcomer in the entertainment industry. Liu Lihua and Li Qingyao both sentenced him to death!

But in the literary world!

Publishing such a masterpiece in his thirties is definitely young and promising!

Literature needs accumulation.

It needs the accumulation of knowledge, the accumulation of life experience, the accumulation of inspiration and life perception!

This is an area that really needs to accumulate.

How did you, a young man in his early thirties, achieve such a solid accumulation?

The most important thing is that you are not studying literature, you are studying acting, and you are quite accomplished in music, so how can you have the time and energy to study literature?

Xu Wenwen's three Zhejiang University people all stared at Wang Qian, looking forward to Wang Qian's answer.

Xu Xiaoxiao, who was driving, also looked at Wang Qian curiously from the rearview mirror. She has been fascinated by Wang Qian's three piano songs recently, so she has become more and more admired and curious about Wang Qian. .

Qin Xuerong held Wang Qian's hand tightly, and gave Zhang Boheng a dissatisfied look in her eyes.

In her opinion, this kind of questioning of Wang Qian is unreasonable!

As long as it is Wang Qian's work!

How did you write it out, do you care about it?

Write if you have the ability, and shut up if you don't have the ability.

Simple and crude ideas!

However, Qin Xuerong didn't say a word, just clasped Wang Qian's hand to express his support for Wang Qian.

Wang Qian smiled lightly.

He was afraid that the other party would ask some literary professional questions, so he really didn't understand it, such as the writing method, the expression method and so on. He can talk about his own works. After all, he has read a lot of works appreciating and explaining articles in his previous life, so memorizing a few paragraphs is not a problem.

And asked how he wrote it?

That's easy...

Wang Qian asked, "Do you know why I went to study the acting department?"

Zhang Boheng: "Because you want to be a star?"

Who is studying acting, who wants to be an actor and a star?

Everyone stared at Wang Qian.

Wang Qian shook his head and said solemnly: "No! I didn't aim to be a star. Therefore, I didn't choose to debut after graduation."

Zhang Boheng was curious: "Then why did you study acting?"

Wang Qian's eyes became deep, and he said faintly: "Did you know? In life, everyone is an actor! This is what I realized when I was in junior high school. Everyone is living as an actor and acting well. Own role. So, I went to the acting department, I want to study this profession, I want to have a deeper understanding of our lives, and everyone."

"You are playing your role, and I am playing my role. I was a singer the day before yesterday, and I will now be on your Zhejiang University podium to give you a lecture, and I will play the role of a teacher."

"Understand?"

Wang Qian finally asked softly.

actually……

He himself didn't know what he was talking about.

With a thoughtful look in Zhang Boheng's eyes, he said softly, "Professor Wang, you mean, I don't have to be true. There are sentiments, literature, and thoughts everywhere in life?"

Wang Qian laughed and said nothing!

Xu Wenwen stared at him and said softly, "Professor Wang's actor theory is very exciting. I agree with you."

She felt deeply about this.

Because she is not a serious person, but every day in school, she has to find a way to play a good teacher.

From clothes, to hair, to expressions.

She has to make meticulous preparations in order to be a teacher and not to shame herself and the school.

The inside of the car became a little dull.

Wang Qian's remarks made the Zhejiang masters and students of the three literature departments start to replenish their own brains. For a while, they were quite touched, and they became more respectful of Wang Qian.

Qin Xuerong smiled more happily, holding Wang Qian's hand harder.

actor?

Qin Xuerong was thinking, what can she do?

The car soon came to the Zhejiang University campus, and entered the large classroom that was pre-booked and prepared in advance.

This is the first public communication class this semester!

School just started, the new school year just started, the school is the most lively time.

Many freshmen entering the school are the most excited time.

but.

In Wang Qian's open communication class, few freshmen were able to enter it.

Most of them are excellent students in the literature department, as well as professors and teachers.

There are also a few outstanding graduates from the society that Xu Wenwen said, who graduated from Zhejiang University.

Such as Liu Shengnan.

Or maybe other famous writers and scholars, etc.

Anyway!

In the current domestic literary field.

The specifications represented by this class at Zhejiang University are not low.

Although, the school only publicized it for two days.

However, there are not few celebrities in the literary world.

Xu Xiaoxiao didn't drive the car into the parking lot, but stopped the car directly at the side of the door.

Xu Wenwen quickly got off the car and opened the door for Wang Qian in person: "Professor Wang, please here!"

Xu Xiaoxiao said to Qin Xuerong: "Sister Xuerong, go to the auditorium with me. A place has been reserved for you. Let's sit together."

Qin Xuerong waved to Wang Qian, and then followed Xu Xiaoxiao into the side door.

Wang Qian followed Xu Wenwen into the back door and entered the back office.

Many people have gathered here.

Both Tang Hepeng and Chen Xiangdong were there, as well as other young men and women, mostly men and very few women.

Among them, a young woman wearing a pure white T-shirt, white washed blue jeans, a pair of sneakers on her feet, and a simple ponytail. The plain face of the young woman is very conspicuous, and looks a little out of place with the others, as if she had just entered school. Of students.

Wang Qian saw each other at a glance.

According to photos seen on the Internet.

He knew that this was Liu Shengnan who had interacted with him a lot on Weibo.

Liu Shengnan also saw Wang Qian walking in at the door.

Tang Hepeng and others also looked at Wang Qian.

Wang Qian is wearing a very formal black suit today, without a tie, and a white shirt underneath, which looks formal and has some casual and casual temperament.

Tang Hepeng immediately greeted him and stretched out his hand and said, "Professor Wang, you are here."

Wang Qian and Tang Hepeng shook hands: "Professor Tang, you are too grand, I am flattered!"

Although, Wang Qian knew that Tang Hepeng and Chen Xiangdong would definitely not let this class go on quietly.

However, he did not expect that it would be so lively.

Too much fanfare!

too much stress.

Tang Hepeng solemnly said: "It should be."

Chen Xiangdong came over and shook hands with Wang Qian immediately: "Professor Wang, wait for your hard work."

Wang Qian hurriedly shook his head: "No hard work, you have worked hard!"

Several other people also came over to shake hands with Wang Qian one by one.

Those who can enter here are either in-service professors of Zhejiang University or well-known alumni.

Moreover, most of the well-known alumni are literary practitioners, that's why they are so interested in Wang Qian's works and come to participate in this public class.

If you are a business person, people may be too busy to pay attention to things in the literary world.

Tang Hepeng acted as an intermediary and introduced them one by one.

"This is the vice chairman of our West Lake Writers Association and the old senior of our school, Fang Guoshu."

Wang Qian: "Hello, Chairman Fang, happy meeting, happy meeting!"

"This is Cao Wenfang, a well-known writer in Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces, and a senior from our school."

Wang Qian: "Hello, hello!"

I don't know if it should be called Auntie or Sister, so let's not call it.

"This is a famous young writer in the south, Guo Zhuangzhuang."

Wang Qian: "Hello, hello."

Guo Zhuangzhuang is a sturdy middle-aged man, about 40 years old, and a height of about 1.8 meters. Although he is wearing a suit, he has a well-proportioned physique and a flat head. At first glance, he often exercises. If he is not a writer, he looks like Is a fitness trainer.

Guo Zhuangzhuang shook hands with Wang Qian and said, "I think you interacted with Xueman on Weibo. You have a lot of research on couplets?"

Wang Qian: "Don't dare, a little hobby is not a research!"

Guo Zhuangzhuang: "That's right, I am also a little interested in this, and I have time to communicate."

Wang Qian: "Haha, okay, let's talk when I have time!"

Guo Zhuangzhuang looked at Liu Shengnan: "I will introduce Shengnan school girl. This is the most famous alumnus of our school so far. You have interacted so many times on Weibo, should you be in touch?"

Wang Qian shook his head: "No, we just interacted a few times on Weibo, and haven't contacted yet. Hello, I like your song very much."

Although Liu Shengnan has a pure face and looks as simple as a school student, his exquisite face is still a bit stunning, and his temperament is unusual. He has an elegant and intellectual temperament, and there is also a dusty temperament. His eyes are very pure, like a mountain. In the spring water, he naturally stretched out his hand and shook Wang Qian: "Hello, Professor Wang, I have always wanted to meet you and chat, and I finally have a chance."

Wang Qian smiled modestly.

After a room was introduced, Wang Qian felt a little tired.

There is more pressure.

Chen Xiangdong looked at the time and smiled: "Everyone, it's not early, and it should be ready outside. Let's all go out and sit down. If you have anything you want to chat with Professor Wang, you can talk freely later."

Wang Qian thought that there was a large auditorium outside, and his heart was a little heavy.

However, he quickly adjusted his mentality.

Began to enter the state...

The state of performance!

Keep telling myself in my heart!

"I am a writer!"

"I am a great writer of poetry and books..."

"I am a literary genius who is not afraid of anyone..."

All right!

Wang Qian quickly entered the state in a second.

The temperament of the body has changed at this moment.

A sense of self-confidence, pride and restraint, as well as elegant intellectual, and book fragrance, brewed in the body.

Xu Wenwen, Liu Shengnan, and Guo Zhuangzhuang, who had been paying attention to her, were a little surprised.

I don't know what happened to Wang Qian.

Chen Xiangdong invited Wang Qian, "Professor Wang, please!"

Wang Qian stretched out his hand to the vice chairman of the Writers Association: "Chairman Fang, please first."

Fang Guoshu gave in again, and several people asked him to go out first. There was no pretense at the moment, and he went out first.

Subsequently, Wang Qian followed Fang Guoshu.

Tang Hepeng, Chen Xiangdong, Cao Wenfang, Guo Zhuangzhuang, Liu Shengnan and others followed suit and went out.

The big classroom is full of people.

More than two thousand people!

Full of seats.

Moreover, the aisles are also neatly filled with benches, and there are people sitting on each of them.

Behind, all the young students were full of young students, all with anticipation and curiosity.

The students are the most receptive to new things. Most of them usually visit Weibo or something, so they are not unfamiliar with Wang Qian, but they are very curious and expectant.

The middle-aged and elderly people in the first few rows seemed to have a much depressed atmosphere. They looked at Wang Qian as he walked onto the podium with obvious scrutiny and doubts.

too young……

Wang Qian was dressed in a black suit, white shirt and black leather shoes. He looked relaxed and walked onto the podium with a smile. He looked at the full heads and saw Qin Xuerong and Xu Xiaoxiao sitting in the third row. Yes. Qin Xuerong smiled slightly, and then said: "To be honest, I'm very stressed. Most of the people here are academic masters, or they used to be academic masters, but now they are successful people. I am just a singer who graduated from the acting department and opened a hot pot restaurant. That's it."

"I told Professor Tang that I just need to come over and chat with everyone. However, I didn't expect so many people to come to see me, it became so grand."

The sound spread through the microphone on the clothes.

Chen Xiangdong, sitting in the first row, said to Tang Hepeng, "As expected, he is in the entertainment industry. On this occasion, there is no stage fright at all, and the psychological quality is very good."

Tang Hepeng stared at Wang Qian: "I just don't know if he is going well today. If this class ends smoothly, then he will officially enter the literary circle from then on, and with these works, he will receive a few more awards at the end of the year. It won't be low right away."

Chen Xiangdong smiled: "Those who came here are not kind."

Chen Xiangdong looked at the middle-aged and old men not far away.

Tang Hepeng: "It's fine for us to watch the show."

Chen Xiangdong's eyes flickered: "I have arranged for the camera to record this lesson, and it can be used as our school's precious materials in the future. Or, it can be published."

Zhejiang University also wants to gain a reputation...

Wang Qian's popularity at the moment is so high. Although it is the popularity of the entertainment circle, many literary circles are uncomfortable, but Wang Qian's works are real masterpieces, and no one can deny it.

Therefore, using Wang Qian's popularity to brush up a sense of existence is also a good thing for Zhejiang University, and everyone can accept it, and it is an opportunity to raise the status and popularity of Zhejiang University's literature department in the country.

Guo Zhuangzhuang found the opportunity to sit next to Liu Shengnan: "Shengnan, you live in Rongcheng. I happen to be going to Chengdu to hold an autograph event recently. My new book has been online for a month and has sold 100,000 copies. Rongcheng is my national tour. At the first stop of the signing event, you should treat me well when the time comes."

Liu Shengnan's eyes never left Wang Qian on the podium, and he replied softly: "Sorry, senior, I may not have time to entertain you, I am preparing a new song recently."

Guo Zhuang smiled broadly and said: "It's okay. I have been waiting for your new song. Of course, the creation is more important. I think Wang Qian's works are too deliberate. Look, the teacher said this ancient essay. He I am not a teacher. What qualifications do I have to evaluate a teacher? Jiang Chengzi's old poem is old-fashioned, and it is too incompatible with his own fate. It does not seem to be written by himself..."

Liu Shengnan looked at Guo Zhuangzhuang for an instant with obvious dissatisfaction in his eyes: "What? You mean, Professor Wang's Jiang Chengzi is plagiarized? This work has been published for several days, why no one has come forward? Senior, I remember, Did you lose the plagiarism lawsuit in the court for your last work?"

Guo Zhuangzhuang's complexion suddenly looked bad!

He was sued for plagiarism by another writer a few years ago, and the lawsuit was lost. The court ruled that he plagiarized and compensated.

This incident has stained his body.

but……

Almost no one dared to mention it in front of him, it was almost a direct slap in the face.

And now.

Liu Shengnan mentioned it unceremoniously.

Guo Zhuangzhuang had a fire in his heart for a while, but he dared not send it out.

He likes Liu Shengnan, and many people know it in the alumni circle.

Moreover, Liu Shengnan's personality is like this, and people he knows know that he speaks straightforwardly, and he does not rarely expose people's scars face to face, so he has never had many friends.

Furthermore, the occasion here also made Guo Zhuangzhuang afraid to be presumptuous.

With a flushed face and an embarrassing smile, Guo Zhuangzhuang said: "School girl, that was a misjudgment by the court. I have already appealed."

Liu Shengnan continued to look at Wang Qian, and said softly: "Uphold the original verdict and dismissed? I remember this is the case."

Guo Zhuangzhuang was speechless and looked at Wang Qian. He saw Wang Qian walking towards the blackboard and wanted to write something. He immediately stood up and said loudly, "Wang Qian, I want to ask you about couplets and poems. More than that?"

The scene is already very quiet.

In an instant, the needle drop became even more quietly audible.

Almost everyone looked at Guo Zhuangzhuang.

However, Guo Zhuangzhuang faced all his gaze fearlessly, his gaze fixed on Wang Qian with great momentum.

He dared to plagiarize. After losing, he dared not to admit the judgment publicly. After a few years, he made a high-profile appearance and published books, and even used this to hype his new book. It can be seen that in terms of skin thickness, he may be the most present, and he likes to make the limelight!

now……

Isn't it the time to be in the limelight?

If you can defeat Wang Qian in front of so many people in the literary circle.

Who in that circle would dare to look down upon him, Guo Zhuangzhuang?

Who else remembers what he plagiarized?

Everyone will only recognize his talent.

Guo Zhuangzhuang stood upright, he was tall and sturdy, feeling the gaze around him, and Liu Shengnan beside him also looked at him, looked at Wang Qian again and said, "Do you accept it?"

Standing in front of the blackboard, Wang Qian was about to write the ancient poem of quatrains to tell everyone.

did not expect……

A word of explanation hasn't started yet...

Someone started to find the fault?

This class today.

It will definitely not go well!

Wang Qian has an elegant and intellectual scent of scholarship, like a heir of a scholarly family who has been studying for many years, stretched out his hand and said: "Of course you can, you can come on stage, let's write it on the blackboard, and communicate in front of everyone. Negative, just talk about Fengyue."

There was a low voice of discussion at the scene.

Chen Xiangdong glanced at Guo Zhuangzhuang, and then looked at several school leaders on the other side. The leaders shook their heads and said to leave it alone, and immediately stopped talking.

Literary circle!

Isn't that the case?

The literati are indifferent, which has been the case since ancient times.

So Wen has no first place, because no one can convince everyone else!

The gathering of literati is not a harmony. It is not about chatting or asking each other for advice.

It's a tragic fight with words!

even……

It will continue from the face-to-face verbal and literal fighting to the media.

Back then, the existence of several writers in literary journals scolded for half a year, and it is still talked about by many people.

Because the literati's scolding is definitely not the vulgar scolding in the field, but the use of their own articles and literary ideas as weapons.

Therefore, literati-level confrontation is a confrontation of pieces of sharp-spoken and extremely high-level articles.

For many literature lovers, this is a feast.

now……

For many people present ~www.mtlnovel.com~ is not what they want to see?

There is a collision...

There will be dazzling sparks!

Guo Zhuangzhuang was not stage fright, and gave Liu Shengnan a self-confident and chic smile, then walked out of his actions and walked directly to the podium.

Bang bang ......

I don't know who raised his head and applauded.

Then there was applause.

At this moment, Wang Qian took the chalk and continued to write the quatrains he just wanted to write on the blackboard.

"Two orioles mingled in the green willows, and a group of egrets ascended to the sky."

"The window contains the Xiling Qianqiu Snow, and the door is anchored by the Dongwu Wanli Ship!"

This seven-character quatrain ancient poem!

Everyone present has read it more than once.

Even many people have studied it word by word.

Xu Wenwen also spoke in the freshman class.

so.

Everyone is familiar with this.

but!

now.

Every pair of eyes looking at these four lines of poems on the blackboard has obvious changes in expression!

Have doubts!

There is amazing.

Shocked!

Chen Xiangdong whispered to Tang Hepeng next to him: "Old Tang, the handwriting of Wang Qian seems unusual!"

Tang Hepeng's eyes were also fixed on the words on the blackboard, and he muttered in a low voice: "It seems to be, I don't seem to have seen this kind of calligraphy."

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