Debut After Eight Years Chapter 578

Remember [New] for a second,! Wang Qian went to the capital and only brought Qin Xuerong with him!

Only one person was notified, that is, He Chaohui, who wanted to go to the capital in a low-key manner, and stay in Yangyin for two days in a low-key manner to prepare more for the lecture.

After all, he was lecturing to the world in his own country, and Wang Qian was also a little nervous and dignified, not wanting to make mistakes.

It must end with the most perfect ending...

Otherwise, the teachers and students from many famous schools in Europe and America, as well as the top music and art masters in Europe and America, may not be able to hold back.

but…

When Wang Qian took Qin Xuerong off the plane, he smiled bitterly when he saw the dense crowd and the media gathered at the airport.

It seems!

In the age of mobile information, it is indeed difficult to keep secrets.

He Chaohui brought several leaders of Yangyin, teachers and students to greet him quickly.

"Professor Wang, I didn't expect the news to leak out."

He Chaohui came up and said apologetically, and glanced at the school leaders, teachers and students around him inadvertently.

Apart from her, only these few knew the news of Wang Qian's coming to the capital.

However, she couldn't help it either.

She represents Yangyin. Wang Qian has such a high status in the domestic and international music and art fields. It is impossible for her to come over to greet Wang Qian alone. Disrespect and disregard.

She could only inform the leaders and bring a few more important people from the school to greet them, which seemed like the grandeur of Yangyin.

However, once the news spreads, there is no way to keep it secret.

Within half an hour, the news reached the ears of the media.

Once it is known by the media, the news will quickly spread to the world.

This is not...

More than an hour ago, hundreds of media and hundreds of self-media internet celebrities had come to Beijing Airport to gain popularity, and thousands of fans from all walks of life had gathered.

And this is already the result of official control, otherwise the airport is now paralyzed.

He Chaohui heard that a group of people had gathered outside on the way from the airport to the city. Although it may not be as exaggerated as Wang Qian gathered hundreds of thousands of people when he returned to the capital, there are still at least 100,000 people.

He Chaohui sighed!

She was afraid that after the news spread, Wang Qian would not be able to guide the performance at Yangyin with peace of mind when he came to the capital.

It may affect the effect of this lecture facing the world.

Several leaders around He Chaohui also enthusiastically came to shake hands with Wang Qian.

Wang Qian calmly shook hands with several people.

These people are all at the senior level in the field of education. After all, the level of Yangyin is very high, and they are not inferior to top comprehensive universities such as Shuimu Jing University.

However, Wang Qian was not interested in them.

These people are too utilitarian.

Wang Qian dealt with it casually, and said quickly: "Let's go first, otherwise more people will gather here. I don't want to cause trouble to others."

With so many people gathering, other travelers will definitely be affected.

He Chaohui smiled wryly again.

She did not say that the school leaders initially wanted to organize thousands of teachers and students to form a welcome team.

She was forcibly stopped.

If it wasn't for the close contact between her and Wang Qian, it might not have been able to stop the enthusiasm of the school leaders.

Wang Qian took Qin Xuerong's hand, looked at Jiang Yu who was standing at the end of the crowd, and waved his hand gently.

Jiang Yu also smiled bitterly. She was resting at home, and was notified by the school leaders that she was forced to come over to welcome Wang Qian.

She knew that Wang Qian would definitely not like this set.

However, due to her mother's identity, her own love for graduating from Yangyin, and now she is also a half-professor of Yangyin, she had to agree to the school leaders.

Therefore, she quietly stood at the end, reducing her sense of existence.

Wang Qian also saw her, smiled and nodded, as a greeting.

Fortunately, the official prepared the car in advance and came to the gate of the airport from the dedicated channel, otherwise it may not be possible.

There were dense media shots and self-media mobile phone shots outside, as well as many fans holding fan signs to support Wang Qian. When they saw Wang Qian appear, they all shouted loudly.

"Professor Wang, I love you."

"Professor Wang, you are number one in the world."

"Professor Wang…"

Many media have not spared Wang Qian.

"Professor Wang, when you come to Beijing this time, how many schools will you accept lecture invitations?"

"Professor Wang, as far as I know, literary masters from many Asian countries and regions have come to the capital, and they may attack you in the near future. Have you figured out how to deal with it?"

"Professor Wang, Ming Ze, the master of Wenzong of the island country, publicly said that your literary talent is bragging, and that you were deliberately created by the Chinese officials. How do you respond to this?"

"Professor Wang, Li Zaizhi, a master of Bangguo literature, expressed his desire to discuss Chinese studies with you. He said that poems first appeared in Bangguo, and he also said that you are the inheritor of Bangguo culture. What do you say?"

"Professor Wang, will you officially become a world music master when you are giving lectures at Yangyin this time?"

"Professor Wang…"

Many media reporters are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and they have spread the words of Chinese culture masters from Asian countries and regions in the past few days to Wang Qian's ears. They are all provocations and belittlings, hoping to arouse Wang Qian's emotions on the spot, so as to create news topics.

pity!

Facing all kinds of dense media voices, Wang Qian chose to ignore them all, just waved to the fans behind him who held signs to support him, and then pulled Qin Xuerong into the car quickly.

The car did not hesitate, and under the **** of the security staff, it quickly left the scene and drove towards Yangyin!

In recent days, Wang Qian will temporarily live in Yangyin.

The school leaders of Yangyin also specially prepared a villa for Wang Qian, and replaced all the furniture and utensils in the villa with brand new ones, waiting for Wang Qian to move in.

The car left the airport and headed to the Yangyin campus. There were cars parked on both sides of the road. Many people stood on the roof of the car and waved and shouted at Wang Qian's car. Basically, they were all fans who came to support Wang Qian.

The fans in Jingcheng are not as humane as the magic capital.

However, this is also inevitable.

After all, it didn't take long for the news of Wang Qianlai to come out. Many people didn't know it, or they didn't have time to rush over when they knew it.

It's not like the last time Wang Qian returned to the Magic City from New York, the news had been spread out a day or two in advance, and many fans of the Magic City were naturally prepared and had time to rush over.

and.

Wang Qian is a native of Modu, so he will naturally be more popular with Modu people.

"Professor Wang…"

"Professor Wang…"

"Professor Wang…"

The car drove slowly, and although the windows were closed, Wang Qian and Qin Xuerong could still hear clear shouts from outside.

Qin Xuerong said in a low voice, "This is the craziest picture I've ever seen in the capital."

Qin Xuerong, who grew up in the capital, has never seen such a scene.

Even when the Olympic Games were held in Beijing that year, there was no such crazy enthusiasm.

Wang Qian didn't pull down the curtains, just sat in front of the window so that people outside could see him clearly, and said softly, "A few days ago, it was the first time that kind of scene appeared in the magic capital."

Qin Xuerong nodded, holding Wang Qian's hand tightly, his eyes full of pride.

In a courtyard in Beijing.

Xue Zhenguo and Xue Man, as well as Zhao Shuren, Lin Xizhan, and a young woman, sat in front of the TV, watching the lively scene on the TV screen.

It was the scene of the crowd when Wang Qian came out of the airport.

Xue Man said softly, "Professor Wang should live in Yangyin. Shall we visit in advance?"

Lin Xizhan was wearing a Tang suit, leaning on a cane in his hand, his palms were vigorous and powerful, and his face was full of age spots, but he was in good spirits, his eyes were piercing, and his snow-white hair was meticulously combed. Not a literati, but a warrior.

Zhao Shuren said to Lin Xizhan in a low voice, "Teacher, this is Wang Qian, and he is very popular."

Lin Xizhan nodded: "I know that he is not a pure literati, but a pop singer. I also like several of his works, which are very thoughtful. Zhen Guo..."

Xue Zhenguo immediately agreed: "Old Lin, you say it!"

Lin Xizhan: "In the past two days, find an opportunity to visit him first. I want to discuss calligraphy with him in person and talk about Chinese studies."

Lin Xizhan's eyes flashed with halo.

Obviously, he also had doubts about Wang Qian in his heart.

After all, Wang Qian is too young and too evil!

Without seeing it with his own eyes, he still has doubts.

After a pause, he said to the young woman standing beside him, "Zixin, bring your work and chat with him."

Xue Zhenguo looked at Yan Zixin who was standing beside Lin Xizhan, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Of course, he was not amazed by Yan Zixin's beauty, but by Yan Zixin's talent.

He has not been in touch for a long time, but he has also seen two works by Yan Zixin, as well as his conversation. He is not inferior to him in terms of knowledge, and his talent in poetry shocked him even more. The above is a masterpiece in the field of poetry. Even if it is not comparable to several masterpieces published by Wang Qian, it is also a good work second only to the best.

This is already an extremely rare genius of ancient poetry in contemporary society.

Xue Zhenguo thought for a while and said, "I'll go to Yangyin in person in a while and hand over a greeting card to Professor Wang!"

Lin Xizhan nodded: "Just write my name."

Xue Zhenguo was stunned for a moment, and then solemnly agreed: "Okay!"

Write Lin Xizhan's name, that is, to visit Wang Qian in the name of Lin Xizhan.

This gave Wang Qian the greatest face.

With Lin Xizhan's status as a leader in the field of Chinese studies in the south, there are not many people in the whole of China, and even the entire field of Asian literature, who are qualified to be visited by him.

Under normal circumstances, whoever Lin Xizhan wants to see, ask Zhao Shuren to inform him, and the other party will come to see him quickly!

There's no need for Lin Xizhan to write a letter of worship in person, and then come to the door in person.

This is almost putting himself in a position lower than Wang Qian.

However, several people present did not object to this.

Because, whether it was Zhao Shuren, Yan Zixin, or Xue Man, they all knew that this was not because Lin Xizhan really recognized Wang Qian, and recognized Wang Qian's strength, talent and status.

This is just Lin Xizhan's recognition of the works released by Wang Qian and his status as the only contemporary calligraphy master!

Regardless of whether Wang Qian's strength and talent are real or not.

but…

The status of the master of thin gold calligraphy is worthy of Lin Xizhan's lower status to visit.

Regardless of whether the works published by Wang Qian are his own works or not.

However, those works are handed down from the family, and will inevitably be passed down through the ages in the future.

Such a handed down family is also worthy of Lin Xizhan's lower status to visit.

Yan Zixin looked at Wang Qian, who was still stunned in the face of the crowd on the TV screen, and muttered words in a low voice, listening carefully, she could hear the words of Zui Huayin.

Similarly, in another quaint villa in the capital.

Li Xiyan also sat on the pear wood chair and watched the TV screen.

Beside him, Wen Cangjian also stared at Wang Qian with his eyes full of scrutiny, and said softly: "Senior brother, this son has a calm temperament. It seems that he can see the world through his eyes... I believe it a little bit."

Li Xiyan nodded: "I saw him once in the magic capital, when I asked for calligraphy. Professor Wang doesn't look like a thirty-year-old person at all. He seems to be in his seventies and eighty years old. Tan Ran. Whether it's handed down poetry or calligraphy, he can do it at his fingertips, as if he has practiced for a lifetime."

Wen Cangjian's eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Li Xiyan continued: "He is half of my teacher. When he comes to the capital, I can't help but visit. Tomorrow, I will visit Professor Wang in person. Will you go?"

Wen Cangjian was stunned for a moment, and then he understood that this was what Li Xiyan had to do.

Li Xiyan is now regarded as the second master of calligraphy in the field of Chinese calligraphy, second only to Wang Qian in terms of thin gold calligraphy, and is regarded as a master of calligraphy who has directly learned from Wang Qian's lineage.

When Wang Qian came to the capital, as a landlord, Li Xiyan had to pay a visit to show respect, and then fulfill his duty of friendship with landlords.

Wen Cangjian thought for a while and said, "Then let me go too, let's meet this legendary genius first, and exchange some ideas."

Li Xiyan: "Then I'll go to Yangyin to hand in the greetings later, and I will officially visit the door tomorrow. I also need to prepare some gifts, which can't be tacky or shabby."

Literati things are trouble!

As Li Xiyan said that, he got up and went to prepare quickly.

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The car that Wang Qian was riding in was slow, but it never stopped. When he arrived at Yangyin, it was already very late.

The school also prepared dinner in advance. Several leaders accompanied Wang Qian to eat a meal together, and then completed the task and left, letting He Chaohui and Jiang Yu and their mother and daughter go to receive Wang Qian.

"Tired!"

Jiang Yu reluctantly complained, "I'm more tired than performing on the stage in Los Angeles!"

Wang Qian smiled and said, "So, those artists are super housekeepers, otherwise they won't have the time and energy to create and study art."

He Chaohui led the way and walked to a single-family villa in front of him. The phone rang. After answering the call, he turned back to Wang Qian with a strange expression and said, "Professor Wang, someone has come to visit you..."

Wang Qian shrugged, expressing helplessness, with an expression on his face that I knew it was.

He didn't even sit down in the house.

Just come.

Chapter end