When Wang Qian saw Tang Hepeng's reply, the smile on his face never disappeared.
He knew that the other party was still holding on!
Qin Xuerong couldn't help but frown and said, "This Professor Tang is a bit shameless! Just a little bit better than his? He has the nerve to say that. His two poems are not even worthy of carrying the shoes of your work! What else do you mean, flaws? The flaws do not outweigh the merits? He is pretending very much!"
Wang Qian said calmly: "When a person is old, and is still an old scholar, he must care about his reputation."
Qin Xuerong nodded in agreement: "That's right! You want to save face, but everyone has sharp eyes."
Wang Qian shook his head: "No! In fact, not many people understand. Most people still believe in authority. Although I have more fans, in the field of literature, his authority is stronger than mine. So, maybe his words can still fool some people. You can see from the comments under his Weibo that some people really believe what he said."
This is why some big Vs on the Internet can easily start a trend.
Because many people really don’t understand, and they tend to follow the crowd and believe in authority.
Although!
The term "expert" is no longer a positive word, but many people still instinctively believe what so-called experts say.
after all!
Many times, you don't have more choices.
Many people liked Tang Hepeng’s comments on his Weibo.
However, compared with the number of Wang Qian's fans, it is not worth mentioning.
But, it still exists!
And, they maintain Tang Hepeng's authority.
There are many speeches like this.
"Professor Tang is truly knowledgeable, virtuous and talented. He is also very caring towards Wang Qian and points out his shortcomings. I highly praise him."
"Professor Tang is highly respected, his works are excellent, and he is very approachable. It's a pity that he has been buried."
…
However, such comments were drowned out by the speeches of Wang Qian's fans.
But still eye-catching!
Qin Xuerong said helplessly: "People like this will always exist, there is nothing we can do about it!"
Wang Qian smiled and said softly, "Then I will beat them until they cease to exist."
Qin Xuerong asked: "What are you going to do?"
Wang Qian continued to operate the computer and sent out lines of text.
…
Bai Hua wanted to help Professor Tang Hepeng go out for a walk and stop fighting with Wang Qian.
Tang Hepeng also wants to temporarily leave the Internet, a place of trouble!
but!
After seeing Wang Qian’s speech, Tang Hepeng decided not to leave.
He was so concerned about his reputation that he didn't want to leave without saying a word after Wang Qian released his work.
Doesn't that mean that I've given up in the eyes of others
Whoever backs down loses.
so!
He sat up again and clicked on Wang Qian's message to read it.
Lines of text are displayed!
Tang Hepeng and Bai Hua both looked at it carefully.
A flowering tree.
How can I make you meet me at my most beautiful moment
—For this,
I have prayed to the Buddha for five hundred years.
Ask him to let us have a relationship in this world.
The Buddha then transformed me into a tree.
Growing by the road you must pass,
Carefully blossoming in the sun,
Every flower is my hope from my previous life.
When you come near please listen carefully,
The trembling leaves are the passion of my waiting,
And when you finally walked by ignoring me,
Behind you fell to the ground...
My friend, those are not petals,
That is my withered heart!
…
hiss…
Finished reading.
Bai Hua couldn't help but take a deep breath, only in this way could he calm his restless heart. The unsuppressible sadness in his heart was almost about to overflow!
Finish reading the last sentence!
I have an urge to cry.
It seemed like I was sad to the core!
My friend, those are not petals!
It's my withered heart!
Bai Hua liked Liu Shengnan when he was in school and confessed his love to her, but of course he was rejected.
At this moment, this sad incident was brought out.
The more Bai Hua thought about it, the sadder she became, and she couldn't help but shed two tears.
"professor… "
Bai Hua opened her mouth with difficulty and tried to persuade Tang Hepeng.
However, he saw Tang Hepeng typing on the keyboard with trembling hands: "This poem is also a good work. However, it still has some minor flaws. There is no perfect work in this world. You still have room for improvement..."
Bai Hua sighed helplessly and wiped his eyes.
He knew that Tang Hepeng still refused to admit defeat!
It perfectly demonstrates stubbornness and the desire to save face!
…
Liu Shengnan also sat on the bed, reading a book and checking the situation on the computer.
Seeing that Wang Qian has published another beautiful and sad modern poem, I can feel the strong sadness after reading it!
Liu Shengnan couldn't sit still anymore, so she put down her book and typed on the computer, "Good poem! Good poem! It's really a good poem. I almost cried after reading it. Professor Wang's talent in literature is one of the best among the young generation I have ever seen. I hope that next time we meet, I can ask for advice in person."
send!
Liu Shengnan never cares about her face. She does whatever she wants. Being happy is the most important thing.
but.
When she saw that Tang Hepeng had replied to Wang Qian's message again, she smiled bitterly, took out her cell phone and wanted to call Bai Hua, but stopped.
She knew that based on the character of Tang Hepeng in her memory, it was impossible for him to admit defeat in public!
However!
To her surprise.
There was movement on Wang Qian's Weibo again, and he quickly replied to Tang Hepeng.
"Oh? There are still some flaws! Then I still need to improve."
"Professor Tang, please give me some advice on this piece!"
Release another work
Is this Wang Qian the God of Literature who has descended to earth
Liu Shengnan could hardly accept it. This guy kept throwing out good poems one after another. Did he ever consider the feelings of other mortals and a genius like me
He took his computer directly to the recliner in the yard outside, sat down, made a cup of tea, and read it carefully.
Fragment.
You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery.
People who are enjoying the scenery are looking at you from upstairs.
The bright moon adorns your window,
You decorate other people's dreams.
Just by reading it once, Liu Shengnan felt as if she had understood a lot of life philosophy!
But, think about it carefully.
But I can't remember anything.
This is the taste of misty poetry...
It's hazy, I can't see clearly or touch it, but I can vaguely see something high-end.
The more you read this poem, the more interesting it becomes, and the more you think about it, the more profound it becomes, as if it contains all the truths and philosophies.
Liu Shengnan immediately typed again and said: "Good poem!"
After saying this, she became a little excited, wondering if Wang Qian would continue to produce such good works.
She knew why Wang Qian did this!
because!
She felt that she also understood Wang Qian.
All this is because of Professor Tang’s stubbornness and refusal to admit defeat.
She believed that Wang Qian wanted to use his work to force Professor Tang to admit defeat.
This is the way of convincing people by force in the field of literature!
Is there a flaw
What flaws
Where is the flaw
I have beaten you with one excellent piece after another so that you dare not point out any flaws!
Liu Shengnan couldn't help laughing and imagined what Wang Qian looked like in her mind.
“This is a guy who doesn’t take any losses.”
Liu Shengnan muttered softly.
I couldn't help blushing when I thought that I thought Wang Qian had given in at first!
It’s just as Blue Lotus sang!
Keep going forward!
Pursue yourself!
Extremely proud.
Not inferior to others.
…
The wrinkles on Tang Hepeng's face were trembling a little.
This is a fragment.
He likes it so much.
This kind of obscure poetry with profound meaning is the favorite work of the older generation of literati.
But!
He still couldn't admit defeat.
Bai Hua was also breathing rapidly. The artistic conception of this short, hazy poem was so profound that if you think about it carefully, it seemed to contain all the philosophy of the world!
This guy!
What a talent!
Did you really graduate from the acting department
Can the acting department of Beijing Film Academy teach these
Are you really good at everything except acting
Tang Hepeng was breathing rapidly.
His hands were still shaking, but he typed slowly and said, "This is a very good piece of work. There are very few flaws. It can be considered an excellent piece. Your progress is obvious..."
Still in the tone of a teacher’s lecture!
He still slightly belittled Wang Qian's work and elevated his own status.
Sent it out.
A layer of sweat appeared on Tang Hepeng's forehead.
He didn't dare to read the comments section.
even.
He didn't dare to talk to Bai Hua.
Because he knew that anyone who majored in literature would be able to appreciate the quality of Wang Qian's works, and would definitely be able to see that these works of Wang Qian are all rare masterpieces.
He was afraid to see Bai Hua's contemptuous look.
He was afraid of seeing someone who knew the truth!
bite!
The reply comes again!
If Tang Hepeng were interacting with literature lovers on the Internet at ordinary times, he would definitely be very happy to hear such voices.
Because, generally, when people see that he is a professor at Zhejiang University, they will ask for advice respectfully.
So, he really enjoys being respected and preaching to others here!
However, now he doesn't dare to read the latest reply message.
Because he knew that it must have been sent by Wang Qian again.
if!
He sent another excellent work!
what do I do
I can’t pretend anymore!
Tang Hepeng wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Bai Hua hurriedly brought a glass of water over: "Professor, drink some water and relax. In fact, you can see that Professor Wang's talent in poetry is beyond our imagination. It's not shameful for you to lose to him. So many people are watching, and they all know how great Professor Wang is, and that his works are so good. You won't think that losing to him will humiliate your status."
After thinking for a while, Bai Hua whispered to comfort him: "Besides, Professor Wang has published ancient and modern poems, but no lyrics. It is possible that he is not good at it? You can start from this aspect, save some face, and then communicate with Professor Wang immediately, which can also be regarded as a good story..."
Another good story...
Tang Hepeng's eyes lit up.
Yes!
Ancient poem!
Not sent yet!
He immediately put down the teacup, without speaking to Bai Hua, and picked up his inspiration notebook to look through the ancient poems he had recorded. He wanted to post them to save some face, and then he could admit defeat.
Seeing Tang Hepeng so anxious, Bai Hua knew that Professor Tang was really anxious.
However, when he glanced at the computer screen and saw the message Wang Qian sent in reply, he was stunned!
"professor!"
Bai Hua's eyes did not leave the screen, unwilling to leave, and he called out softly.
Tang Hepeng had already found his favorite ancient poem in his memory, which was the inspiration he got from a few years ago. He immediately began to read it excitedly.
However, when he looked up at the computer screen, his body suddenly froze, and the hand that was tightly holding the inspiration notebook loosened!
Bang!
The notebook fell to the ground.
Tang Hepeng didn't feel any pain, and his eyes were reluctant to leave the computer screen. He read it out in a trembling voice.
"Ten years of life and death are in vain. I can never forget you without even thinking of you. A thousand miles away from my lonely grave, I have no one to talk to about my sadness. Even if we meet, we won't recognize each other, with dust all over our faces and hair like frost."
"Last night I had a dream that brought me back to my hometown. I was sitting in the window, dressing myself. We looked at each other without saying a word, only with tears streaming down our faces. I guess the place that breaks my heart every year is the short pine hill on a moonlit night."
hiss!
Bai Hua took another deep breath, almost sucking away all the cool air in the office, and stared at the computer screen with eyes full of disbelief.
Tang Hepeng's hands were shaking and two lines of tears were dripping down his cheeks.
He put himself in this poem!
He felt that this poem was written about himself.
Because his wife passed away a few years ago and the couple had a very good relationship, so he often missed his wife and even dreamed about her.
Although it wasn’t as long as the ten years of life and death, it was almost there.
Woohoo…
Tang Hepeng couldn't help crying out loud, thinking about how his partner had passed away so early, leaving him alone, and then thinking about this poem, he couldn't suppress his sadness.
Last night I had a dream that I was back home, sitting in the window, dressing up. We looked at each other without words, but tears streaming down our faces!
When he saw this sentence, Tang Hepeng trembled with sadness!
He had really dreamed of this scene. He dreamed of his wife when she was young, sitting in front of the dressing mirror in the bedroom, dressing up. That was when they had just gotten married!
That was decades ago...
Woohoo…
Tang Hepeng lay on the table and started crying.
Bai Hua was awakened by the crying sound, and she looked at Tang Hepeng with wide eyes in shock.
I wonder why Professor Tang was crying
Is he crying because of the blow
In the field where you are most confident and the best at, you are beaten to a pulp by the opponent, so you can't bear it
It's possible!
Bai Hua hurriedly comforted him, "Professor, don't be sad. Wang Qian's literary talent is really too strong. It's not shameful for us to lose to him. Look at the works that you lost to. They are all rare masterpieces. In time, they may become classics that will be passed down through the ages. Your loss to such works also indirectly proves your strength and status, right? In the future, when people see these works of Wang Qian, won't they think of you?"
Woohoo…
Tang Hepeng cried even more sadly.
Thinking about how my lover is gone, how I’ve been bullied, how I’ve failed, and how there’s no one to talk to…
Young people nowadays are so bullying!
Are you so arrogant just because you are talented
Is it ethical to chase after an old man who has no ability to fight back
…
now!
The entire network was in shock.
Even so, several major entertainment groups tacitly blocked Wang Qian's external traffic, preventing those self-media marketing accounts from leading Wang Qian to increase traffic.
but!
The successive combination of Wang Qian's works made all the onlookers excited. After word of mouth spread, it instantly set off an explosive rhythm on Weibo.
Purely relying on word of mouth from fans and passers-by, it quickly became one of the top hot topics, with millions of people discussing it!
Almost no celebrity artist in the circle has ever achieved this.
Because if you don’t buy traffic, others will.
If you want to generate popularity by relying on pure topics and your own fans, how can you win over other media accounts that have a large number of fans to help set the pace
so.
This wave!
Wang Qian’s popularity came very strangely and suddenly!
Really.
Everyone was so excited to see these excellent works.
Even ordinary people.
I was deeply shocked when reading each of these works.
"Professor, please stop using your magical powers. I want to worship you. I can't help crying when you play each of your works."
"I endured my mistakes and endured the blooming trees! But I still couldn't endure this song Jiang Cheng Zi, it was so fucking tear-jerking. My wife asked me why I was crying, and I turned around and beat her up."
"Ten years of life and death, the first sentence made my soul tremble, and an extreme loneliness and sadness inexplicably grew! Professor, you are my God."
"Professor Wang, this is the first time I have praised someone so sincerely. I am not very educated, so I will just say: Professor, you are awesome!"
"Without Professor Wang's literary talent and culture, I can only say: Wow, the professor is awesome!"
"Why is Professor Tang from Zhejiang University silent? Is he autistic because of the blow?"
"If I were Professor Tang, I would definitely play dead and not show up. The gap is so big that even a passerby like me with little literary literacy can't stand it. I would believe if they said Professor Tang was a student and Professor Wang was a professor of literature."
"I know what Professor Tang is going to say. He will say: It's very good, but there are still some flaws! What the hell are the flaws? Tell me where the flaws are."
"I have written down this Jiang Cheng Zi, which is really a rare masterpiece. Especially in modern society, excellent modern poems are not rare, and one or two are published every year, but such excellent ancient poems are really rare, and you may not be able to find a good work in ten years!"
"Wow, are the people at Beijing Film Academy so awesome? Oh, love, I've decided. I want to apply to the acting department of Beijing Film Academy! I want to learn to sing, write songs, play the piano, and write poetry!"
…
Many celebrities came to take advantage of the popularity and interact with Wang Qian.
Especially Liu Jifeng, who seems to have some free time recently because his movie is about to be taken off the shelves, so he has been interacting with Wang Qian on Weibo. Every time Wang Qian releases a work, he will immediately repost and like it, and make comments to praise him.
For this Jiang Cheng Zi, Liu Jifeng sent a series of kneeling emojis and said exaggeratedly: "Senior brother, senior brother, can I call you teacher? I also want to learn literary creation from you. You are really amazing. This is the first time I admire someone so much. Why can't I write a single sentence when I graduated from the Performance Department of Beijing Film Academy?"
Sophie was horrified: "Professor Wang, I was a little disrespectful to you before. Now it seems that I was young and ignorant at that time. Please don't bear a grudge. From now on, Professor Wang is my idol."
Many other small-time celebrities and internet celebrities like Sophie also sent messages of praise.
…
Li Qingyao also looked a little excited at this moment. Her slender white fingers typed on the tablet and said to Wang Qian, "You are so talented. I hope I can get a copy of your calligraphy next time we meet!"
Yang Yu, who was sitting next to him, was also amazed. "This guy actually has such a great literary talent. Yaoyao, why did he remain unknown and content to be ordinary all these years? He is so good at hiding it. I don't believe he suddenly got it, that doesn't exist. These works cannot be written without years of accumulation. They may be his stockpiles over the years."
Li Qingyao said with a slightly trembling voice: "I don't know. Maybe I disappointed him. Maybe he didn't want to be too dazzling."
Yang Yu fell silent.
She didn't want to comment on what happened between Wang Qian and Li Qingyao.
She hadn't been qualified before.
Now, I am even less qualified!
…
Liu Shengnan jumped up from her chair and read it again while holding the computer.
"Ten years of life and death, I can never forget you without thinking of you. A thousand miles away from my lonely grave, I have no one to talk to about my sadness. Even if we meet, we won't recognize each other, with dust on our faces and hair like frost."
"I suddenly dreamt of returning to my hometown last night, sitting by the window, dressing. We looked at each other without a word, only tears streaming down our faces. I guess the place that breaks my heart every year is the short pine hill on a moonlit night."
Read it several times.
I don't feel satisfied.
Liu Shengnan kept reciting.
The mother who was washing vegetables and cooking upstairs looked down at her daughter and couldn't help wanting to vomit. This girl has gone crazy again. I don't know how she can get married like this!
Liu Shengnan lowered her voice and recited it more than ten times before stopping. Tears could not help but well up in her eyes!
She was afraid that her mother would hear what she was reading, and she would definitely cry her heart out!
This poem.
It's really sad.
Every sentence and every word reveals sadness and longing!
That is the longing for his deceased wife that he thinks about day and night!
Liu Shengnan immediately started typing on the computer and said to Wang Qian, "I can say that this poem is the best modern work I have seen in the past 20 years! I can't find any flaws in the parallelism, word choice, emotional expression, rhyme, etc. Professor Wang, are you really a singer who studied performance?"
She had just sent out her words when something even more shocking happened.
I saw a line of text posted on Tang Hepeng’s Weibo.
…