Debut After Eight Years Chapter 588

The exchange of the two paintings made the gathering seem rather quiet.

Not as active as everyone thought.

Lin Xizhan, Zhao Shuren, Xue Zhenguo, Jia Fuqing, and Zhang Yue, who originally wanted to ask Wang Qian for advice, all seemed silent.

In front of Wang Qian's painting of looking at the Lushan Waterfall, they really couldn't do it again.

The first line of books in the South?

Lin Xizhan didn't dare to bear such a name again.

Wang Qian is in the magic capital, and many big names in the Beijing circle seem to be in the southern cultural circle, and that line of running script has surpassed Lin Xizhan, so Lin Xizhan does not dare to mention his best calligraphy at this time.

Ancient poems?

Wang Qian's previously published works have truly established his status as the first person in contemporary ancient poetry, which no one can shake. The ancient poem of the same name on the painting just now is enough to be passed down through the ages. In front of such masterpieces of ancient poetry, they dare not show their ugliness again.

work?

Not to mention that.

Wang Qian had just completed Romance of the Three Kingdoms at this time, and he was officially in the ascendant in the field, leaving all the contemporary families behind.

Zhang Yue is already one of the more successful contemporary writers, but at this moment he doesn't dare to mention something in front of Wang Qian.

so.

After the party, Wang Qian became the absolute protagonist. Everyone dared not communicate with Wang Qian like Wen Cangjian, but instead asked for advice.

Calligraphy, Chinese painting, poetry, etc., are all areas they ask for advice.

Xue Man, Yan Zixin, and Qianyu Zhenzhu seized the opportunity to ask Wang Qian for advice. Wang Qian knew everything and answered the questions of the people present as much as possible.

Even if it was Lin Xizhan, Li Xiyan, and Wen Cangjian who raised some more profound questions, Wang Qian could give a very satisfactory answer.

The atmosphere of the scene was gradually harmonious, and Wang Qian's status was further improved.

Even Lin Xizhan and Wen Cangjian gradually became respectful in front of Wang Qian, as if they were really students facing the teacher.

time flies.

It's almost time for lunch.

Everyone began to leave one after another, and none of them agreed to Wang Qian's lunch reservation.

Lin Xizhan said solemnly to Wang Qian: "Professor Wang, when I see him today, I know that there are really magical people in the world. If I can see such a magical person as Professor Wang in my lifetime, I will die without any regrets. I just asked Professor Wang for advice, and it is true. Zizhuji, even I have benefited a lot, and I hope to have more opportunities to ask Professor Wang for advice in the future."

Lin Xizhan still addressed Wang Qian as Professor Wang, as if he was a student of Wang Qian.

Wang Qian hurriedly said, "Lin Lao's words are serious..."

Lin Xizhan shook his head: "No, I'm telling the truth. I just hope that Professor Wang will stop being clumsy in the future, and that he will blossom if he has strength and talent. In our era, we need people like Professor Wang to bring more to the young people. Cultural self-confidence, let everyone know more about the beauty of our Chinese culture."

In the new era, Lin Xizhan, as an older generation that has existed since the Republic of China, deeply knows how far the domestic Chinese culture has withered at the moment, so he pinned some hopes on Wang Qian, and now he understands why the official Wang Qian's admiration is so strong.

He knew that the official, as he thought, hoped to use Wang Qian's influence and strength to stimulate everyone's national culture and promote traditional Chinese culture, so as to resist the cultural invasion of the West.

At the same time, it also competes with other countries in the Chinese cultural circle in Asia.

Lin Xizhan looked at Wen Cangjian, and the meaning was self-evident.

Wen Cangjian smiled bitterly: "With Professor Wang here, Chinese culture will surely shine again. I hope I can see this day in my lifetime. Some people in our country are overly self-sufficient and want to challenge Professor Wang. I think Professor Wang will let him. They recognize the reality of..."

Wang Qian was noncommittal to Wen Cangjian's words. He didn't know much about the situation in the island country, and he didn't want to know about it. Just do his own thing.

Those people in the island country are just clowns jumping on the beam. They don't need to pay attention to them.

Xue Zhenguo reminded again: "Professor Wang, Beijing University has already prepared... I was a little worried about your lecture at Beijing University this time, but now I know that I am overthinking it. Professor Wang is a scholar of heaven and man. , I think I and everyone else underestimate you. Soon, there may be no more doubts about you in the country."

Xue Zhenguo, as a senior Chinese heritage inheritor in the Beijing circle, naturally knows what undercurrents are flowing in the Beijing circle now, which are basically aimed at Wang Qian. If it messes up then, he will take the blame, and it will also damage the reputation of Beijing University.

But now, he knew that this single painting was enough to shatter all obstacles and doubts.

Unstoppable.

Yan Zixin looked at Wang Qian: "I hope to have the opportunity to listen to Professor Wang's teachings on Hong Kong Island. The University of Hong Kong will always open its doors to Professor Wang."

Although Yan Zixin is young, his status in the University of Hong Kong is not low, because he is a close disciple of Lin Xizhan, so he is naturally qualified to invite Wang Qian on behalf of the University of Hong Kong.

Wang Qian smiled and said, "Let's talk about it later, I really don't have time recently."

Yan Zixin nodded regretfully, and Lin Xizhan and Zhao Shuren also showed regretful expressions.

Qianyu Zhenzhu and Xue Man didn't speak. At this moment, they were not qualified to talk too much, they just looked at Wang Qian silently.

Jia Fuqing smiled and said, "Professor Wang, I hope to have the opportunity to come to Northwestern University next time."

Wang Qian smiled without saying a word.

Zhang Yue said boldly: "Professor Wang, your Romance of the Three Kingdoms is over. Will you continue to write works in the future? To be honest, your Romance of the Three Kingdoms is enough to be included in a famous book. If you stop writing it, it will be Loss of Huaxia Field and all readers."

Everyone looked at Wang Qian after hearing Zhang Yue's words.

Lin Xizhan, Wen Cangjian, Li Xiyan and others all looked forward to it.

Indeed, they all like Wang Qian's Romance of the Three Kingdoms very much. Lin Xizhan, Wen Cangjian, Li Xiyan and others have read it many times. Naturally, they hope to continue to see such excellent works in the future.

However, since they are indeed in the field of Sinology, they do not want Wang Qian to spend too much time in the field.

In the eyes of masters of Sinology, it is the least popular field. Calligraphy, Chinese painting, poetry and writing are the real literature and Sinology.

No one even wrote the ancient writers.

Several famous writers in circulation were regarded as street literati in ancient times, and the things they wrote were also street literature for people to enjoy after dinner.

Therefore, Lin Xizhan, Li Xiyan, Xue Zhenguo and other traditional literati hope that Wang Qian can devote more time to the field of ancient poetry, calligraphy and painting in the future, and can leave more ancient poetry masterpieces that can be passed down through the ages, as well as calligraphy and Chinese painting works. Only in this way can we set off the trend of national studies in this era.

is the next choice.

Only literati like Jia Fuqing and Zhang Yue, who tend to be more modern, do not have such a deep prejudice.

Wang Qian himself certainly doesn't have those prejudices, but he really doesn't have time, and he doesn't want to write works like the Three Kingdoms anymore. He just said: "Look at the time in the future, maybe I will write something to publish in my spare time. Occasionally I do have some inspirations, But it's not complete enough, so it's all suppressed for the time being."

Zhang Yue heard it and said happily: "Then I will wait for Professor Wang's masterpiece."

Wang Qian smiled without saying a word, and did not give a definite answer.

Lin Xizhan: "Then let's say goodbye first and see you in two days."

Wang Qian: "Lin Lao go slowly."

Wen Cangjian: "Professor Wang, we have to leave first, I have benefited a lot today. I will study hard when I go back. In the two fields of painting and calligraphy, I may be able to go further. Of course, even if I can go further, the distance Professor Wang is still a long way away. However, at that time, I will visit again and ask for Professor Wang's advice..."

Wen Cangjian said very humbly.

With his level and age, it is definitely a miracle that he can go further in the field of calligraphy and Chinese painting.

Without Wang Qian, after he progresses, he may really become the bearer of the island country's Chinese culture, leading the island country's Chinese culture field to surpass the inheritance of Chinese culture in one fell swoop, and have an advantage in public opinion disputes.

pity…

Now there is Wang Qian, even if Wen Cangjian can really go further, he can't be compared with Wang Qian.

Even if Wenchangjian's calligraphy reaches the peak of the master, it is still one step behind Wang Qian's running script, let alone the achievement of Wang Qian's thin gold calligraphy master.

In the field of traditional Chinese painting, even if Wen Cangjian becomes a master of Danqing, he is still one level away from a master of Danqing such as Wang Qian.

At that time, it would really make the island country Huaxia Sinology very desperate, and once again realized what a father is and what a son is.

After chatting a few words, Wang Qian sent several people to the door one by one, and several people simply said goodbye and left, without dragging Wang Qian to chat, they all knew that Wang Qian might be the busiest person in the country now, and he didn't want to delay Wang Qian's work. time.

Watching the few people leave, Wang Qian breathed a sigh of relief, a smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and took Qin Xuerong's hand beside him, turned and walked into the house: "I'm hungry, let's cook."

In the room, Jiang Yu and He Chaohui saw everyone off. They didn't leave, but stayed.

As two people, staying here is naturally no problem.

Jiang Yu is a member of Wang Qian's band, and He Chaohui is the contact between Yangyin and Wang Qian. At this critical time, it is necessary for the two to have more contact with Wang Qian.

but.

At this time, the mother and daughter did not talk to Wang Qian about music, but stood in front of the table and looked at the painting, still very shocked.

He Chaohui said bluntly: "Professor Wang, you have to keep this painting. It's really a national treasure-level heirloom! If I can get it, I will definitely build a secret room and a safe to store it so that no one will know about it."

Jiang Yu glanced at his mother: "Even if it is a family heirloom at the national treasure level, it was drawn and written by Professor Wang himself. How can it be precious? Professor Wang can draw another picture."

Even so, Jiang Yu's eyes were still fixed on the painting, and the admiration and heat in his eyes could be seen by the naked eye.

He Chaohui listened, shook his head and said, "It's very difficult. Even if Professor Wang's future paintings are not inferior to this one, the symbolic meaning will be weaker. It will be difficult to have so many witnesses in the future. The master of Chinese studies, this adds a lot to this painting."

As for art, the work itself is one thing, but the legendary color added by off-site factors is actually more meaningful.

Qin Xuerong looked carefully before the painting, and then said with certainty, "I will keep this painting well, and no one wants to take it away."

Before, Wang Qian gave out a few works, and Qin Xuerong didn't care much about the other works except for the Xia Ke Xing.

However, Qin Xuerong will definitely protect this painting today, and pass it on in the future to become a family heirloom, so that no one else can touch it.

Wang Qian smiled: "It's not that serious, it's just a painting. I'll paint a few more pictures for you when I have time, and you can talk about it."

Qin Xuerong looked at Wang Qian and said, "You said, draw me a few more pictures when you have time, and I will keep as many as you want, and will not give them to outsiders."

Jiang Yu pouted: "Oh, don't tell outsiders, are you talking about us?"

Qin Xuerong glared at Jiang Yu and ignored the yin-yang family. Seeing that the ink on the painting was about to dry, she immediately called someone to send the best mounting materials and tools, and she wanted to mount the painting herself.

He Chaohui cleaned up his mood and knew that this painting could not be his own no matter how good it was, so he began to focus on his own work and asked Wang Qian tentatively, "Professor Wang, when will the symphony score be completed? I want to be with the country. Say hello from the orchestra, and they will come to you as soon as possible."

Wang Qian's symphony works and the upcoming class are the focus of He Chaohui's work, and it is also the biggest thing in Beijing right now.

Wang Qian thought for a while, and said, "In the evening, UU reading www.uukanshu.com has written it and I will ask Xuerong to send it to you."

He Chaohui hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, give me a call after you write it, and I will come and get it in person. If you have any questions, I can ask you in person."

Wang Qian nodded: "Yes..."

Jiang Yu gradually took his mind back from the painting and said, "Wow, the performance of the National Orchestra is not my part, right?"

Although Jiang Yu has already proven himself internationally as one of the few international piano masters in China, he still does not have the qualifications to immediately enter the National Orchestra as the Principal Pianist.

After all, the regular members of the National Orchestra have cooperated for a long time, and they have a better understanding and better performance.

It is impossible for new people to integrate in every few years.

Moreover, if you really want to play Wang Qian's symphony, it must be facing the world, and it is even more impossible to use a newcomer at such a critical moment.

He Chaohui was also slightly regretful.

However, Wang Qian said with certainty: "It's fine, I'll ask Professor Li for help at that time. With your strength and talent, it shouldn't be a problem."

Jiang Yu looked at Wang Qian moved and said, "Don't be too reluctant!"

Wang Qian looked at Jiang Yu and smiled: "Don't force it."

The atmosphere became relaxed, Qin Xuerong took Jiang Yu to make lunch together, and He Chaohui also got up to leave, and went to arrange the work of coordinating lectures.

In the Beijing circle, and even in the entire Chinese literary circle, there was a sudden earthquake-like news.

As soon as Wang Qian arrived in the capital, the news of a party with several heavyweights spread out, as well as what happened at the party, which shook the entire Chinese literary circle.

Of course, the vast majority of people who heard the news expressed disbelief.

Because that's too fake.

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