Debut After Eight Years Chapter 139

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After Wang Qian released this ancient poem about the Ninth Chongyang Festival in September, he received another call from Zhao Lei.

Zhao Lei is still thirsty and wants to bring Wang Qian into the group.

"Brother, the role of the male one is really gone? Now that the investment has increased again, the investment amount has reached 150 million, which is definitely one of the country's largest sci-fi productions. Once the big fire, but the film and television will be named, it is definitely Golden opportunity."

Zhao Lei asked with certainty: "I am about to start forming a crew here, and the actors must be confirmed first. I can keep it for you now."

Film and television leave a name?

It is indeed possible to leave a name.

However, I don't know what the name is.

Wang Qian smiled and said, "Thank you Director Zhao for your love to me. However, I really don't have time!"

Zhao Lei said regretfully: "Okay, then I will choose another one. If I choose another one, I may not have such a big say. They heard that I want you to join, so the investors let me call the shots. I hope you can join. If it weren't for you, the boy one might have to listen to their opinions. I don't know what to do."

Wang Qian: "Director Zhao, you can suggest, talk to them more."

Zhao Lei: "I'm afraid they won't give me a chance to talk. Now that the investment has exceeded 100 million yuan, the producer still doesn't worry about handing it over to me for such a large investment. Or, brother, would you come here for a cameo? No time to play the male one. If so, how about a guest starring in a role with few scenes?"

Cameo?

never mind.

Wang Qian laughed and said, "Director Zhao, don't talk about it anymore. I really don't have time. Also, do you think that when I act for the first time, do you think I will play a small role?"

Zhao Lei was taken aback for a moment, and then he suddenly said: "Sorry, I was not thoughtful, don't mind, don't you mind, when I was talking in sleep, I didn't wake up."

He only wanted to pull Wang Qian into the group, but he forgot, what kind of position is Wang Qian now?

Even if a real album has not been released yet, there has not been a film and television drama broadcast.

However, nearly 20 million fans are there!

Even if there is no brokerage company to help manage it.

However, it is impossible for this kind of coffee position to surrender to a small role.

Zhao Lei's invitation, if it is the existence of other fans of the order of magnitude, may be angry, which is obviously looking down on people.

Wang Qian didn't mind this either: "It's okay, I know how you feel, Director Zhao. This is the end, alright, I won't mention it later."

Zhao Lei: "Okay, I won't mention it later. Then I'll go busy and contact your younger brother Liu Jifeng."

Wang Qian: "I wish Director Zhao's new film a big hit."

Zhao Lei: "Haha, I borrow your good words."

hang up the phone!

Wang Qian put down the phone.

Qin Xuerong woke up there too, wearing pajamas, empty, and drowsily walked over to lie on Wang Qian's back, put his arms around Wang Qian's neck, and said in Wang Qian's ear: “I wake up so early, not much. Sleep?"

Wang Qian stretched out his hand and squeezed Qin Xuerong's chin, and said with a smile: "If you can't sleep, you'll get up, or you can sleep a little longer."

Qin Xuerong shook his head and smiled: "No, I want to see you write poems."

Wang Qian was taken aback, and then said regretfully: "It has just been sent out."

Qin Xuerong suddenly woke up, pouting depressedly: "Why don't you call me."

Wang Qian smiled: "I don't want you to sleep longer. Everyone sent me more than 15 million downloads in one night. I can only publish it first."

More than 15 million downloads of data in one night?

Qin Xuerong also widened his eyes, expressing shock: "15 million, so many?"

Wang Qian nodded and confirmed: "Well, so, I will post it first."

Wang Qian operated the computer on his lap and refreshed Qianqianjingting's background data.

I saw that the download data of Dadi once again improved a bit.

In less than half an hour, it has risen by more than two million again, and it has already exceeded 17 million. It is estimated that more than 20 million is a matter of hours. Perhaps today, it will be able to listen to thousands of registered users. After catching it all in one go, the next step is to attract new users to register, recharge and download.

Qin Xuerong suddenly became energetic, picked up her mobile phone, clicked on Wang Qian's Weibo, and saw the ancient poem Wang Qian just released.

"Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, thinking about relatives every festive season."

"Yaozhi brothers climbed the heights, and one less dogwood was inserted everywhere."

Qin Xuerong read it lightly and murmured in Wang Qian's ear: "It feels good. Although I am not professional, I generally feel good works after reading them. They are definitely good works, and they are amazing."

Qin Xuerong flipped through the comments in several literary circles.

Xueman.

Tang Hepeng.

And a few others are basically praised!

but.

Qin Xuerong saw that someone in the comment area said Guo Zhuangzhuang?

Curiously searched Guo Zhuangzhuang's Weibo.

"Huh? Husband, look."

Qin Xuerong widened his eyes, looked at Guo Zhuangzhuang's Weibo page, slightly surprised, and handed the phone to Wang Qian.

Wang Qian glanced, also surprised.

This Guo Zhuangzhuang, also came to provoke himself publicly?

Last time I gave lectures and education at Zhejiang University, Wang Qian thought that Guo Zhuangzhuang would never dare to jump in front of him anymore.

did not expect…

He is dormant, and then find a helper?

This drunk flower yin!

Wang Qian looked at it and knew that it was definitely not written by Guo Zhuangzhuang, obviously not at the level of Guo Zhuangzhuang, at least two levels higher than Guo Zhuangzhuang.

Guo Zhuangzhuang may be more professional in writing, screenwriting, and plagiarism.

However, in the field of ancient poetry, Guo Zhuangzhuang is barely a beginner, and he is better than ordinary people.

Compared with those historical masterpieces, this drunken flowery shade is certainly not up to the level of masterpieces, but in modern society, especially in this era of dying literary circles, it can be regarded as a rare good work.

Qin Xuerong looked at it and said softly: "This song of Drunken Flower Yin seems to be pretty good, and I feel it's okay when I read it."

Wang Qian nodded: "Well, it's okay. It should be written by a female author. The style of graceful words is very strong, and the female vision is obvious."

Qin Xuerong: "Then we ignore him?"

Wang Qian smiled: "Why ignore him? Are you afraid that I will lose?"

Qin Xuerong shook his head: "Of course not, I think, you just released a piece of work, maybe you have no ideas, no inspiration. Creating this kind of thing, how can you be on call. Guo Zhuangzhuang has a bad reputation, and you were killed last time. I have been educated in the Zhejiang University classroom, and now I jump out like a clown. If you ignore him, no one will say you. Your fans may still spray him."

Wang Qian said softly: "Of course I have to pay attention to him, Guo Zhuangzhuang, who jumped out once, I would kill him once, so that he didn't dare to jump in front of me."

As he said, Wang Qian's hand began to write on the keyboard.

Against Guo Zhuangzhuang, who was like Guo's fourth year in memory, Wang Qian would not be soft.

Although he is also an insider, Wang Qian also hates Guo Dasi very much.

Li Qingyao and Yang Yu got up late in the morning, and they made some breakfast together.

Yang Yu operated the tablet and placed it in front of the two of them, and said while eating, “Wang Qian's new song was downloaded more than 15 million in one night, and now it has passed 17 million. I really don't know these people. Why do you follow him so much? After a while, it may be over 20 million, and over 20 million downloads in a single day. No one dared to think about this before."

Li Qingyao said softly: "Did you not download it too? Compare Wang Qian's song with Tengfei's songs."

Yang Yu: "I know the gap is huge, but it's still too exaggerated. Qianqianjingting is just a new platform. If Wang Qian is taking off and singing, won't the data explode even more?"

Li Qingyao nodded: "That's for sure!"

Yang Yu: "Unfortunately, he fell out with Tengfei, and I can't see what miracle he can create. He does have an absolute appeal in Qianqianjing Listening, but he exhausted his potential in one day. Today's comparison is negligible. By the way, check his Weibo and have you posted any works."

Yang Yu clicked on Wang Qian's Weibo!

See there is already a new work above.

"Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, thinking about relatives every festive season."

"Yaozhi brothers climbed the heights, and one less dogwood was inserted everywhere!"

Yang Yu stopped eating.

Li Qingyao also stopped eating.

"Looks like it's okay."

Yang Yu said self-consciously.

She also looked at the comments of several literary circles, and they were all well received.

but!

She also saw Guo Zhuangzhuang's comment: "This Guo Zhuangzhuang, who still jumped out? It's really thick-skinned."

A trace of disgust flashed in Li Qingyao's eyes.

She met Guo Zhuangzhuang. She was not very famous at that time. Guo Zhuangzhuang wanted her contact information and promised to give her the heroine after adapting and filming in the future, but she refused.

She knew Guo Zhuangzhuang's purpose, so she refused directly without giving any chance.

Moreover, she also knew that the 80% promised by Guo Zhuangzhuang was a bad check.

This kind of thing is very common in the circle.

Many newcomers who have just entered the circle have been deceived by this kind of empty check, and then fell asleep for nothing. They dare not say anything because they are afraid of offending each other.

next moment!

Yang Yu was surprised: "Wang Qian responded?"

Li Qingyao asked curiously: "What did you reply to?"

Yang Yu handed the tablet to Li Qingyao to see it together, with surprise in his eyes.

Mountain city!

Xiao Dongmei stopped Guo Zhuangzhuang: "Just read it!"

Guo Zhuangzhuang stopped and looked back at Xiao Dongmei's back. A trace of greed flashed in his eyes, and then he was quickly hidden. He immediately said with a hint of excitement: "Wang Qian sent an ancient poem that is also drunk."

Xiao Dongmei turned around, looked at Guo Zhuangzhuang, then came to the desk, picked up the writing brush, dipped the ink on the inkstone table that hadn't dried yet, held the writing brush, hovering steadily on the white paper, and said faintly: "read!"

Guo Zhuangzhuang came to the counter and chanted: "Drunk Huayin."

"The mist is thick and the clouds are sorrowful forever, the brains of the golden beasts will disappear. The Double Ninth Festival is again, and the jade pillows and the shackles are beginning to cool in the middle of the night."

Guo Zhuangzhuang said softly, a flash of shock flashed in his eyes.

After only reciting these few sentences, Guo Zhuangzhuang knew that this is a good and graceful poem, and it is an absolute feminine vision and a feminine idiom style.

He couldn't help being surprised!

This Wang Qian, a big man, writes graceful words with a female vision, and he writes so well?

A hint of surprise and appreciation flashed in Xiao Dongmei's eyes, but the wrist holding the pen was steady and steady, and the pen was taken away, and he quickly wrote a neat line of lower letters on the white paper, and wrote down all the sentences Guo Zhuangzhuang had read, and then He said lightly: "Keep on reading!"

Guo Zhuangzhuang nodded, and continued to read: "After Dongli put the wine in the dusk, there is a dark fragrance and full sleeves. I can't help but feel the wind, the wind is windy, and the person is thinner than the yellow flower."

hiss!

Finish reading.

Guo Zhuangzhuang fell silent and took a deep breath to suppress the shock in his heart.

This word!

With his professional vision, it is natural to see that it is definitely the best work, and it is not lost to those ancient words left behind in history, nor to the ancient words written by Wang Qian before.

All have the potential to become handed down masterpieces!

This guy!

Really not human!

Guo Zhuangzhuang's heart trembled, and he regretted looking for Xiao Dongmei this time.

And Xiao Dongmei, still calmly writing the remaining words and sentences on the white paper, slowly put down the brush, stood in front of the desk, looked at the graceful old words written by herself on the white paper, and fell silent.

Guo Zhuangzhuang suppressed the shock in his heart, looked at Xiao Dongmei carefully, and said softly: "Dongmei, or else, I delete the Weibo that I just posted? Anyway, my reputation is not very good. Every day, a large group of people hack me. If I delete Weibo and remain silent, no more people will spray me."

When Guo Zhuangzhuang saw this work, he didn't dare to be hard-headed. What he wanted to do was to save Xiao Dongmei. He was in debt anyway.

Xiao Dongmei's eyes did not leave the work on the white paper, but when he heard Guo Zhuangzhuang's words, he glanced at Guo Zhuangzhuang and said faintly: "Do you think that you posted my work, don't others see it?"

Guo Zhuangzhuang smiled awkwardly, then patted his strong chest muscles: "It's okay, anyway, if you don't admit it, I will carry everything."

Xiao Dongmei's tone was still calm, and she bluntly said: "I am not as shameless as you."

Guo Zhuangzhuang smiled awkwardly rather than politely again: "Yes, Dongmei, you are not the same as me, then what are you going to do?"

Xiao Dongmei's eyes were full of water-like flexibility, and his eyes remained on the white paper. The tone was very light, but he made a loud voice: "I write, you send! Although, I am not as good as him, but I will not give up. It happened to me a few days ago. I just wrote a graceful poem, which is the best I have written in recent years."

A surprise flashed in Guo Zhuangzhuang's eyes: "Okay, Dongmei, thank you."

Xiao Dongmei slowly put away the paper on which Wang Qian's drunk flower shade was written, put it aside, and then said softly: “You don't have to thank me. After today, I won't know you. I'm not for you, but for Have a good communication with him. The poem I wrote a few days ago was created under the influence of his work. It is my pinnacle in the field of ancient words, even if it is still inferior to him, I I want to ask him too."

"He is my half teacher."

Xiao Dongmei said it seriously.

Guo Zhuangzhuang was slightly speechless.

In the literary circle like Xiao Dongmei, it is really unique!

What to think, what to say.

Often expressionless, speaking the most annoying and ruthless words in the calmest tone, and also able to say self-deprecating words.

If Guo Zhuangzhuang had not been sprayed for several years and had a superb psychological quality, even if Xiao Dongmei was impeccable, he would not want to be a licking dog.

Now, he knew that he was no longer qualified to be a dog licker.

However, Guo Zhuangzhuang also admired Xiao Dongmei in his heart.

Publicly admit that one's own work was created under the influence of the other party's work, and that the other party is half of his own teacher!

Such a mindset is the only one in the literary circle.

Literati is not just talking about it.

His Guo Zhuangzhuang blatantly copied other people's works, and the court pronounced a verdict, so he could not admit it shamelessly.

Let alone publicly admit that one's own work was created by the influence of the other party's work...

No literati would say that.

Only Xiao Dongmei dared to say.

Guo Zhuangzhuang smiled bitterly and said, "Well, you write."

Guo Zhuangzhuang stopped talking nonsense, knowing that in Xiao Dongmei's place, there is no meaning in sweet words and lies, the other party can see through it at a glance.

Guo Zhuangzhuang first posted a paragraph on Weibo.

"Professor Wang's work is still of consistently high standard and amazing. My friend also admires it deeply, but there is still one piece I want to send to Professor Wang for tasting."

"My friend said that this work is a recent study of Professor Wang's work. Suddenly I was inspired by it. I hope I can communicate with Professor Wang."

Sent it out.

now!

The whole Weibo became lively again.

Many fans, fans, and self-media who follow Wang Qian are all excited.

Wang Qian replied to Guo Zhuangzhuang, and another work was released.

"It's also drunk Huayin. Although I don't know literature very well, I can see that it is superior to judgement. Professor Wang's work is a good one after reading it. The last sentence is fascinating when you read it out. People are thinner than Huang Hua, so sad."

"After reading Professor Wang's work, I feel a sense of coolness inexplicably. Is this a sense of substitution?"

"Awesome! Professor Wang's talent is about to break through the sky."

"This song Drunk Huayin, it feels so good! The readers are not consciously bitter, and they can't help but feel the wind, the people are thinner than the yellow flowers, and they want to cry."

Professor Tang Hepeng quickly made a comment: "Unexpectedly, Professor Wang could write such a good graceful poem. It was amazing! This drunk flower shade is no worse than Zhao Qingyue's drunk flower shade in history."

Tang Hepeng's comments caused a shock in the literary circle.

Because this evaluation is too high.

Zhao Qingyue is the most famous female poet in history and one of the representatives of the graceful poetry school. He has left many popular works of graceful poetry. There are several textbooks, and it can be described as a great writer.

Tang Hepeng, however, compared this piece of Drunken Flower Yin with the works of that historical-level writer?

Why?

Several literary reviews were immediately refuted from the media.

"Professor Tang is too absolute, right? The evaluation is also elevated? Although Professor Wang's work is good, I haven't tasted it carefully, but why compare with Zhao Qingyue? What qualifications does he have to compare with Zhao Qingyue? "

"Zhao Qingyue's drunk flower shade is in the textbook, and everyone will recite it. Where is Wang Qian's drunk flower shade?"

"Professor Tang is always confused."

Tang Hepeng ignored these rebuttals and did not delete them. After publishing, he chatted with Bai Hua over tea in the office.

Capital.

When Xue Zhenguo and Xue Man looked at the works sent by Wang Qian, the father and daughter frowned!

Not bad.

It's great!

However, it is because it is so good.

They frowned and wondered.

Because this is a graceful poem based entirely on female vision.

If it was written by a female author.

They will not be so confused.

However, this is written by Wang Qian.

Why are you a big man?

Xue Man smiled bitterly: "How can Wang Qian grasp women's psychology so clearly and delicately? This polite poem is great. I think Professor Tang is right, not worse than Zhao Qingyue's drunk flower."

Xueman chuckled, "After Dongli puts the wine in the dusk, there is a dark fragrance and full sleeves. I can't help but feel, the curtain winds west, and the person is thinner than the yellow flower!"

Just reading it, Xueman feels fascinated.

This is the one that surprised and liked Wang Qian the most among all of Wang Qian's works, and none of them were written in her heart.

Xue Zhenguo was also silent for a few seconds, read it carefully, and then said: "Indeed, I believe it is Zhao Qingyue's work. This Wang Qian is really evil!"

Xue Zhenguo no longer knows how to describe Wang Qian.

It can only be described as an evildoer.

Bold and unrestrained.

Graceful faction!

They are all so well written.

No one has ever done so many writers and writers in history.

Because everyone's personality and hobbies are fixed in a range, and inspiration and works are generated within this range, and it is impossible to go beyond this range.

People with bold personality cannot write good graceful words. Perhaps they can rely on their strong literary skills to compose sentences and write a neat and graceful words, but they will not be very good, and they cannot be compared with those classic graceful words. , Because its spirit is not a graceful style!

Conversely, the same is true of polite poets with introverted personality, unable to write good bold and unrestrained words.

but…

Wang Qian has almost done it now.

I am bold again.

I am graceful.

So what are you?

This is Xue Zhenguo's current doubts.

In his eyes, Wang Qian became mysterious and unpredictable.

Can't see through!

Xue Man quickly said: "Guo Zhuangzhuang has spoken again. I can be sure that he must be with Senior Sister Dongmei and used Senior Sister Dongmei as a gun. But how could Senior Sister Dongmei be fooled by him?"

What a calm and wise existence Xiao Dongmei is, Xue Man couldn't be more clear.

If it weren't for Xiao Dongmei's personality, Xueman knew that the most outstanding Chinese student of Beijing University in the past ten years would not have gone to Shancheng University as a professor. He was fully qualified to stay on to teach at that year. With his talent and hard work, He may already be a professor at Beijing University now.

It was because Xiao Dongmei had offended some people by speaking, and finally had to leave Beijing University. Xue Zhenguo had argued with several leaders for this reason. In the end, Xiao Dongmei took the initiative to leave and eliminated the turmoil.

Such a clever, talented senior, who does not look at other people's faces, speaks straightforwardly, dares to offend anyone, and will not compromise in the face of anyone, who will be fooled by Guo Zhuangzhuang?

Xueman had a hundred disbelief in his heart.

Xue Zhenguo said softly: "It's not always the one who fools you. Maybe Dongmei borrowed Guo Zhuangzhuang's hand to communicate with Wang Qian in the air?"

Xue Man was taken aback, then his eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "This is indeed possible. Senior Sister Dongmei is likely to do this. Guo Zhuangzhuang is not so arrogant anymore, and Guo Zhuangzhuang said that Senior Sister Dongmei is studying Wang recently. Qian's work is inspired, so it makes sense! Senior Sister Dongmei may be using Guo Zhuangzhuang to communicate with Wang Qian.”

Xue Zhenguo was taken aback, and asked, "Does Dongmei still have works?"

Xue Man nodded: "That's what Guo Zhuangzhuang said on Weibo, saying that Senior Sister Dongmei has another work to be published!"

Xue Zhenguo laughed: "Sure enough, it is Dongmei, not afraid, not ashamed, not arrogant, not angry. The most satisfying student I have ever taught in my life is Dongmei."

Xueman asked: "What about me?"

Xue Zhenguo cast a glance at his girl: "You are too far away."

Xueman was speechless, indicating that he was used to it.

This is my father.

Ding!

Xueman quickly clicked on Weibo and took a look.

It was discovered that Guo Zhuangzhuang released the latest news.

"Professor Wang will appreciate the works distributed for my friend."

"A plum..."

Xue Man immediately read it out.

Xue Zhenguo also listened carefully.

Read it quickly.

The father and daughter looked at each other, their eyes were full of surprises.

This song cuts plums one by one.

The level surpasses the song Drunken Flower Yin released by Guo Zhuangzhuang just now.

Moreover, the literary background expressed exceeds all Xiao Dongmei's works known to Xue Zhenguo and Xueman, including the two collections of modern poems she has published.

This song cuts plums one by one.

It is one of the best works among modern literary authors that they have ever seen.

perhaps…

It's only slightly different from Wang Qian's works.

"Dongmei has made great progress."

Xue Zhenguo said with a hint of excitement.

There are such students.

He also has Rong Yan.

Xueman also praised: "Yes, I went to Shancheng to find Senior Sister Dongmei last year. She doesn't play mobile phones, tablets, and rarely uses computers. There are only a few communication software on the phone to communicate with her family. She usually except In class, I read and write in my own home. I admire her very much. She should have made such progress."

Xueman immediately reposted and praised the work released by Guo Zhuangzhuang, and made a complimenting comment: "Sister Dongmei's work is amazing to my father and me. This is also the best ancient poem written by Sister Dongmei. It is enough to become one of the representative works of modern ancient words."

She did not compare Xiao Dongmei's work with Wang Qian's previous works.

Because, UU reading www.uukanshu. com she clearly knows that the two are still a bit close.

Although only a little bit.

But this slight difference represents a difference in levels. One is the current masterpiece, and the other is a masterpiece that can be compared with the works of historical writers.

Therefore, she didn't mention Wang Qian at all, only praised this piece, and in order not to let Guo Zhuangzhuang take advantage, and to earn a reputation for her senior sister, she directly said Xiao Dongmei's name.

People outside the literary circle hardly know who Dongmei is.

However, everyone in the circle knew who Dongmei was.

Xue Zhenguo's eyes flickered, and he took out his mobile phone to call Xiao Dongmei, but stopped and asked, "Where is Wang Qian?"

Xue Man was also a little dazed, and then remembered that Wang Qian hadn't spoken yet.

After she posted her evaluation, she quickly clicked on Wang Qian's Weibo.

Chapter end