Debuting After Eight Years of Time Travel

Chapter 105: 105. Still have flaws? Still not giving up? Then take another look at my poem! (Please subscribe)

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Liu Shengnan was eating breakfast made by her mother while reading a book in front of her, occasionally looking up at the computer screen.

What was displayed on the computer screen was Wang Qian’s Weibo page!

Buzz…

A new Weibo message appeared.

Liu Shengnan took a quick glance and her eyes gradually brightened. She threw the book in front of her aside, picked up the computer and looked at it carefully.

"Two orioles sing in the green willows, and a line of egrets fly in the blue sky."

"The window contains the eternal snow on the Western Hills, and the door is moored with ships from Dongwu that have traveled thousands of miles."

Liu Shengnan smiled, her eyes glowing with admiration, and she said softly, "What a great poem."

A genius who graduated as a postgraduate student in literature.

Liu Shengnan quickly understood a lot from this poem.

Even compared with the classic seven-character quatrains of ancient poems included in textbooks, it is not inferior at all.

Especially!

Wang Qian's last few words of inquiry to Tang Hepeng made her very happy.

He hasn't changed.

Still so fearless!

only.

It seems like there are more strategies.

interesting.

Liu Shengnan didn't care whether Tang Hepeng was her graduate supervisor or not. She immediately liked and forwarded the article, saying, "What a good poem. This is the best modern seven-character quatrain poem I have ever seen since I started school. Professor Wang, you are amazing. Although the works of my teacher Professor Tang can also be considered good works today, there is obviously a huge gap between them and Professor Wang's!"

Tell the truth and send it.

Liu Shengnan repeated these four lines of poetry several times. The more she read them, the better she felt they were.

Especially the last two sentences!

She believes that it is comparable to those famous quotes throughout the ages!

As soon as this Weibo post was published, it was immediately liked and forwarded by many of her fans, and there were countless comments.

"Shengnan is indeed a straightforward girl. She doesn't even give face to her teacher. She is ruthless! But, to be honest, even I, who knows nothing, can see the huge difference between the two poems. Professor Wang's work is obviously better than Professor Tang's. I don't know exactly how it is better."

"I felt very refreshed after reading Professor Wang's poem. I support Shengnan."

"Shengnan, do you really want to learn poetry writing from Professor Wang? Why? Hurry up and release a new song. My roommate only has one week left to live. He wants to hear your new song, or he will die with regret."

"The window contains the eternal snow of the Western Hills, and the door is moored with ships from Dongwu that have traveled thousands of miles! What a great poem, absolutely amazing! Professor Wang is really amazing."

"The two are clearly not on the same level. Professor Wang wins."

Tang Hepeng and Bai Hua were sitting in front of the computer.

The moment I saw Wang Qian post the message.

The two of them read it quickly.

Then.

They both stared at the screen in silence.

Bai Hua muttered in a low voice.

"The window contains the eternal snow on the Western Hills, and the door is moored with ships from Dongwu that have traveled thousands of miles. This sentence is really well written."

Bai Hua couldn't help but admire.

This is the integrity of a scholar.

Tang Hepeng's hand holding the mouse trembled.

Bai Hua was startled, knowing that he might have irritated Professor Tang, and hurriedly whispered, "Professor Tang, this might be a poem that Wang Qian had written a long time ago. He might have spent a long time carefully polishing it, so he came up with this sentence."

Tang Hepeng's eyes were still fixed on the screen, and he said in a difficult tone: "Even if he spent ten years writing it, it is still dozens of times better than mine! This seven-character quatrain ancient poem is really great!"

With his knowledge, he can better appreciate the excellence of this poem.

It is no exaggeration to say that it can be passed down for thousands of years!

Especially in modern society, it is even more stunning and unique.

Not to mention the far ones.

In the past fifty years.

Let’s be honest.

All the ancient poems that have ever been created seem very ordinary when compared with this poem, and there is no possibility of them being on par with it.

These four simple sentences made him feel extremely heavy.

Bai Hua comforted him, "Professor, maybe Wang Qian's family is a scholarly family, so he has a deep cultural background, plus he may have a special talent for ancient poetry, so he can write such a masterpiece. It's possible that his modern poetry is very ordinary. Can you try to post a modern poem?"

Bai Hua knew that Tang Hepeng was a stubborn and face-conscious person!

Being ridiculed and slapped in the face by Wang Qian in public, he would definitely be angry for a long time, or even depressed.

So, he made a suggestion, allowing Tang Hepeng to regain a little face through modern poetry!

Post a nice modern poem and win once, then it can be said to be a draw, shake hands and make peace, learn from each other, thank you very much!

Zhejiang University is also in Xihu City, and is a sister institution of Zhejiang Conservatory of Music. Professors from the two schools exchanged poems, and each won and lost, which can be passed down as a good story...

Tang Hepeng's eyes lit up, and he quickly searched through his notebook. Within a minute, he found a page and said with some confidence, "Okay, then this is it!"

Bai Hua looked at Tang Hepeng's notebook curiously and said softly, "Professor, let's be polite when talking to Wang Qian. He is also a professor at Zhejiang Conservatory of Music!"

Tang Hepeng nodded and began to type this modern poem titled Missed Love seriously!

"My missed love is like a forgotten toy from childhood."

"The sweetness of love has been buried in memories..."

Tang Hepeng quickly input a dozen lines of modern poetry into it.

Then, check that there are no errors and send it!

then.

He considered his tone again and typed, "Professor Wang's literary talent is as amazing as his musical talent. This seven-character quatrain is a little better than my work, but there are still some flaws. If we have a chance to meet next time, we can talk about it in detail."

"Recently, I wrote a modern poem and asked Professor Wang to appreciate it so that we can make progress together."

He looked at it carefully again, and without being humble or arrogant, he praised Wang Qian's work, and said that the flaws in his work showed his level and he was very satisfied.

Tang Hepeng clicked send!

As soon as it was sent out, Tang Hepeng's Weibo post was immediately forwarded by many onlookers, most of whom were forwarded to Wang Qian.

And Wang Qian went out to buy breakfast at this moment.

So, no reply.

Waited a while!

I saw that Wang Qian’s Weibo was extremely quiet.

Tang Hepeng smiled and said to Bai Hua, "It seems that Wang Qian may not have any talent or research in modern poetry. After all, he is not a student of literature, but just an actor who studies acting."

From his words, it can be seen that he does not like the so-called actors very much and there is some disdain in his words.

Bai Hua also nodded: "Maybe, a person's talent and energy are limited. Liu Shengnan is such a genius, but she is not interested in science at all."

Tang Hepeng waited for more than ten minutes, and seeing that Wang Qian had not replied, he could not help but typed: "Professor Wang, if you have any questions about my work, you can ask me and I will explain it to you."

send!

Bai Hua was about to stop Tang Hepeng from saying this, but when he saw the smug look on Tang Hepeng's face, he knew it was useless to stop him.

Liu Shengnan pouted when she saw what Tang Hepeng had said, and whispered, "Professor Tang really hasn't changed at all. He feels so good about himself. Wang Qian must have been delayed by other things, not because he couldn't understand your simple modern poem!"

After the disappointment and suspicion towards Wang Qian just now, and then being broken.

Liu Shengnan had more trust and expectations in Wang Qian.

She didn't believe that Wang Qian was stumped or defeated and was just an ostrich and didn't speak.

There must be other things that delayed me, otherwise I would have faced the failure calmly.

bite!

Wang Qian’s Weibo has been updated.

Liu Shengnan's eyes lit up instantly, and she was extremely excited. She quickly clicked it to start reading.

Li Qingyao and Yang Yu were also sitting on the sofa in the living room, reading Wang Qian's Weibo.

Yang Yu whispered, "Yaoyao, when did Wang Qian become so talented? Why didn't I see it before? You've been married to him for so many years, have you discovered it?"

Li Qingyao thought about it and shook her head sadly: "He used to be a little bit against the entertainment industry, and I didn't care too much about him. Later, he said he wanted to start a business, so I didn't care about him anymore."

Yang Yu asked curiously, "So, he opened Haidilao? His annual income is hundreds of millions? Didn't Liu Lihua tell you that he opened two ordinary hot pot restaurants, and the money he made was not enough to buy your cosmetics for a year?"

Li Qingyao shook her head: "I don't know. I divorced him not because of how much money he made. I just felt that we couldn't go on any longer. Why drag each other down? Wouldn't it be better to end it early and free each other?"

Yang Yu gave a thumbs up: "You are all so free and easy. Eh? Why is Wang Qian so quiet now? Is he stumped by Professor Tang? This modern poem looks amazing. It's about love and it feels good to read."

Li Qingyao said softly: "It's just okay!"

Buzz…

The computer beeps a reminder sound.

Wang Qian’s Weibo released new information.

The two of them hurriedly looked down!

Wang Qian went downstairs to buy breakfast.

When he came back, Qin Xuerong had already gotten up and was washing up. When he saw Wang Qian coming back with breakfast, he smiled happily, his eyes narrowed into two lines.

After a quick wash, Qin Xuerong came over, smiled and lay on top of Wang Qian, picked up the meat bun and started eating: "You got up so early today?"

After getting to know Wang Qian, she found out that he usually loved to sleep in.

Therefore, she hoped that she could stay with Wang Qian and help him deal with things, so that Wang Qian would have time to continue sleeping in.

However, I still get up early recently.

Today, at the earliest.

Wang Qian also ate while looking at the computer: "I invested tens of millions, so I have to show that I care about it, otherwise people will think I have too much money to burn."

Qin Xuerong laughed out loud at what Wang Qian said: "This is a great start."

She just took a look at the report as soon as possible and was very satisfied with the current data!

Next, we will see whether we can maintain this data.

Seeing Wang Qian operating on Weibo, Qin Xuerong looked at it carefully with curiosity, eyes wide open: "Who is this Zhejiang University professor? Writing poems with you? What for?"

Wang Qian explained briefly.

Qin Xuerong was shocked, feeling like she had missed twenty episodes of the plot: "Liu Shengnan wants to learn poetry from you? So, her teacher doesn't want to? Want to teach you how to write poetry? Are you fighting?"

Wang Qian laughed and said, "It's not really a fight. He thinks he's very powerful. I just made him face reality."

Qin Xuerong looked at the seven-character ancient poem that Wang Qian had just posted, and said in surprise, "Your poem is too good. Anyone who comes here must face reality! However, he seems to have changed his strategy. He wants to play modern poetry with you? Can you do it?"

Qin Xuerong looked at Wang Qian proudly, curiously and expectantly.

Wang Qian touched his chin, thought for a second, and then started typing.

"Love is an eternal artistic topic in poetry. I won't talk about your work, Professor Tang."

"Professor Tang, what do you think of my work?"

""mistake""

"I have traveled from Jiangnan"

"The face waiting in the season is like the blooming and falling of a lotus flower"

"Without the east wind, the catkins won't fly in March"

"Your heart is like a small lonely city"

"Like a bluestone street at dusk"

"There is no sound of footsteps, and the curtain of spring in March is not opened"

"Your heart is a small window tightly closed"

"My Dada's horseshoe is a beautiful mistake"

"I am not a returnee"

"He's just a passer-by."

above!

"I wrote this poem on a whim. Professor Tang, please give me some pointers. Also, please point out the flaws in my last seven-character quatrain poem so that I can improve! I think Professor Tang should be able to meet this small request of mine."

send!

Wang Qian was just about to see everyone's reaction.

but.

A pair of hot red lips covered with the grease of a meat bun were already pressed against her cheek, and she said with rapid breathing: "This poem is really great. I..."

Qin Xuerong's eyes became misty as he looked at Wang Qian.

Wang Qian held him in his arms and kissed him on the forehead: "Be good and eat your breakfast well. This is the office."

office

For some reason, Qin Xuerong's eyes flashed with excitement and eagerness to try. He immediately laughed and crawled under the desk.

Wang Qian hurriedly pulled him up and said, "Let's go back and play. We're working here. Xu Zhongfei will be here anytime. Be good!"

Qin Xuerong was slightly disappointed, and then continued to lie on Wang Qian to eat breakfast, praising him: "Your poem is really beautiful."

After all, ancient poetry requires the ability to appreciate!

No matter how good an ancient poem is, it is difficult for ordinary people to appreciate its beauty in a short period of time.

Therefore, most people know the inner beauty expressed in ancient poems only after reading their translations and appreciation.

but.

Modern poetry is different.

Compared with ancient poetry, modern poetry is written in a very straightforward manner.

When poets write modern poetry, many of them are very unrestrained and straightforward, even madly testing the edge of harmony, or going deep into harmony!

Therefore, anyone who can read can roughly understand the meaning of a modern poem and know whether it is good or bad after reading it once or twice!

This one is wrong.

It's obvious.

Qin Xuerong felt good after reading it.

Especially the last two sentences that highlight the theme, after reading them I inexplicably felt like crying.

I want to cry!

So sad.

The Jiangnan woman who misunderstood must be very disappointed!

When Wang Qian saw his Weibo post, his followers exploded instantly.

Many people actually don't quite understand the ancient poem just now. They just have a feeling that it's impressive and obviously much better than Tang Hepeng's work. Then they join everyone in bragging about it so that they can appear to understand it very well. Many people simply remain silent and say nothing.

And this modern poem.

Everyone understands!

Unless you are illiterate.

"Wow, I actually cried."

"So touching, so sad, so disappointed! I was completely immersed in the poem and could imagine how disappointed and sad the protagonist was."

"Professor Wang, this poem is much better than Professor Tang's. I didn't feel anything after reading Professor Tang's modern poems. It seemed like he was just pretending to be sick. Professor Wang's poem feels so fresh and natural, full of sadness and touching!"

"Good poem, good poem, good poem! Professor Wang's literary talent is amazing."

"Where's Professor Tang? Come and give your comments!"

In addition to these fans, there are also many people speaking crazily.

Some celebrity artists who were watching the fun couldn't help but interact with Wang Qian.

Liu Jifeng: "Brother, these two works of yours have directly established your position in the Chinese literary world. To be honest, I didn't quite understand the ancient poem just now, but it must be a good work. I understand this modern poem, it's really great. Brother, you are awesome."

Liu Jifeng is also a straightforward boy. He openly called him "senior brother" and seemed very close to him.

Sophie: "Professor, Boss, I love this poem so much. Can I have the autograph of this poem next time I see you?"

There were also several other young celebrity artists interacting with Wang Qian!

even!

Among them was a big name that even Wang Qian had never thought of.

Li Qingyao.

Li Qingyao also forwarded and liked Wang Qian's poem, and sent two words: "Good poem!"

This is the first public interaction between Li Qingyao and Wang Qian since they registered on Weibo respectively.

Of course, Wang Qian hasn’t replied yet. Only when he replies will it be considered a mutual interaction.

For the time being, it can only be considered that Li Qingyao acted on her own.

Wang Qian was a little surprised when he saw Li Qingyao had sent him a message. He immediately replied to Li Qingyao with only two words: "Thank you."

The interaction is completed, it’s as simple as one person moving a little and it’s over.

He replied to Liu Jifeng again: "Junior brother, thank you for the compliment. Thank you for the compliment. Keep a low profile. Keep a low profile."

Liu Jifeng immediately replied: "I understand, I understand. Let me put it another way. Senior brother is awesome!"

Wang Qian was speechless to Liu Jifeng.

Liu Shengnan also sent a message requesting interaction: "What a beautiful and sad poem! Professor, I have also secretly written some modern poems, but compared to your mistake, they are all garbage and unbearable to look at."

Wang Qian replied to Liu Shengnan: "Thank you. It's just average. There are still some flaws. I'm still waiting for Professor Tang's guidance to improve."

Tang Hepeng's Weibo is more lively than ever before.

He has tens of thousands of followers, which has never been so popular before. More than 100,000 people have left messages, which is many times the total number of messages he has left in previous years.

"Professor Tang, please give Professor Wang some pointers. Professor Wang wants to improve!"

"Professor Tang, please give us a professional review of Professor Wang's poem and point out its flaws."

"Professor Tang, why don't you say anything..."

"Professor Tang, I personally think that your work is several notches lower than Professor Wang's."

"Professor Tang, please point out the flaws in Professor Wang's two works."

After Tang Hepeng and Bai Hua finished reading Wang Qian's poem, they remained silent for more than a minute, and no one spoke.

It was eerily quiet in the office.

Tang Hepeng stared at the computer screen with his eyes wide open, with some disbelief in his eyes.

He couldn't believe that Wang Qian could write such good modern poetry!

Okay, it made him want to tear up the notebooks he had accumulated over the past decade.

but.

He couldn't say it.

because.

Say it out loud.

He lost.

so.

He kept his mouth shut and said nothing.

His eyes fixed on Wang Qian's poems, he tried to find some flaws.

Bai Hua didn't know how to comfort Tang Hepeng now. He could only remain silent and watch the situation as a spectator for the time being.

Tang Hepeng, however, slowly tapped the keyboard with both hands and replied to Wang Qian: "It's OK, a little better than my modern poem, but it still has some flaws. However, the flaws do not outweigh the merits, and it is still a good work. Let me sort out the flaws of your two works, and discuss with you next time. Maybe it will be helpful to you."

send.

Professor Tang still refused to admit defeat.

No matter how well or beautifully you write.

I said there were flaws!

What can you do!

There is no absolute good or bad in words.

Therefore, there has been a saying since ancient times that there is no best in literature.

No matter how good your work is, I just won’t acknowledge it.

I just think your work is flawed.

What can you do

Admitting that your work is a little better than mine is a huge honor!

Tang Hepeng looked serious and prepared to turn off his computer and leave the office. He didn't want to read or play Weibo anymore.

These people on Weibo are so bad.

but!

A message popped up immediately.

Wang Qian’s latest @his message has come again.

"Oh? Professor Tang thinks my piece still has some flaws? So, what are the flaws? Professor Tang, please teach me now. I want to improve quickly."

"I just had another thought, also about love."

"Professor Tang, take a look at my work. Is there any flaw? Please let me know!"

Seeing this, Bai Hua hurriedly stood up and said, "Professor Tang, how about we go out for a walk first?"

Although he has not seen what works Wang Qian has written, he is afraid that Tang Hepeng will be provoked by Wang Qian again.