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Butterfly Love Flower
The key words are written on the blackboard.
More than 2,000 pairs of eyes in the audience were focused here again.
Looking forward to Wang Qian’s next performance.
Wang Qian is setting a role for himself at this moment!
And, a performance.
A talented young literary author.
A young literary author who was embarrassed by some senior seniors in the literary circle and then wrote ancient poems on a given topic!
character!
He is gentle, modest, prudent, low-key and unpretentious, yet he exudes pride and confidence in his bones.
Wang Qian had a calm expression. He turned his back to the audience of more than 2,000 people, faced the blackboard, put his hands behind his back, and looked like he was thinking, without moving.
Everyone naturally thought that he was thinking and was stumped by the composition topic.
Many people breathed a sigh of relief!
This guy!
It seems like he's finally acting normal again
It's normal to be stumped, right
If you can write an essay on such a topic immediately, even if it is not very good, as long as the parallelism is neat and the meaning is clear, it can be considered awesome.
Guo Zhuangzhuang breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on his face, and he said softly: "After all, I am still stumped!"
He wants to say that you are still not good enough...
However, he felt that he had no right to say this.
Even if Wang Qian was not very good, his talent in ancient poetry was far superior to his.
This composition topic is indeed too difficult!
He doesn't even have the qualifications to be asked questions.
Jiang Xing whispered, "It's really too difficult! Pure on-the-spot creation is also restricted by the topic. If this succeeds, his literary talent and thoughts will be comparable to those great writers throughout the ages!"
They had only seen such things in ancient literary legends, in which the protagonists were all great writers whose names were recorded in history, and who had written masterpieces that would be passed down through the ages.
If Wang Qian completed this composition here.
Then, he can almost be compared with those great writers in ancient times who have left their names in history!
All of them present here will be witnesses of history.
but.
At present.
Wang Qian seemed stumped.
Thinking.
The scene was also quiet.
Everyone present knows that this is extremely difficult.
No one disturbed Wang Qian's thoughts.
Unless Wang Qian gives up himself!
Xu Xiaoxiao said to Xu Wenwen, "Sister, the people in your school are really mean. They deliberately embarrassed Professor Wang!"
Xu Wenwen remained silent.
Qin Xuerong looked worried and distressed as she watched Wang Qian's back as he stood there thinking quietly. She wished she could go up and bear it all on Wang Qian's behalf.
Many young students also sympathized with Wang Qian.
This is really difficult!
It’s not shameful if you can’t write.
A full ten minutes passed!
There were already some small discussions in the quiet scene.
"In fact, Professor Wang, you don't have to force yourself. If you can't write it, forget it. Who in modern times can write an ancient poem with such a difficult proposition?"
"That's right, why bother to force yourself? It's not shameful if you can't write it."
"No one has been able to match that couplet yet, and he also can't write this Butterfly Loves Flowers, so let's call it a tie."
…
Chen Xiangdong, Jiang Xing, Cao Wenfang, Fang Guoshu and others in front all breathed a sigh of relief!
They were really afraid that Wang Qian would just write another piece of work in a few strokes.
Then they really have nothing to say and can only bow their heads and admit defeat!
Otherwise, if you say anything else, it means you have no shame at all.
fine…
Look at Wang Qian's appearance.
Seems to be stumped.
Fang Guoshu glanced at Chen Xiangdong.
Chen Xiangdong understood immediately, stood up and said, "Professor Wang, if it's difficult, why don't we stop here for today? When you have inspiration in the future, you can publish your finished work."
Chen Xiangdong wanted to give Wang Qian a way out.
Let's just leave it at that.
Both sides made the other side uncomfortable.
Even if it's even!
No one wins or loses!
Wang Qian heard what Chen Xiangdong said.
but.
He didn't look back.
No reply either.
Instead, he suddenly picked up the chalk and started writing on the blackboard.
There were exclamations from the whole audience immediately!
"Professor Wang has started writing."
"He thought of it?"
"You thought of it in just ten minutes. How amazing!"
"Director Chen wants Professor Wang to admit defeat, but Professor Wang obviously won't do that."
"expect!"
"Look..."
…
Chen Xiangdong was embarrassed for a moment, thinking that Wang Qian was concentrating on thinking and didn't hear what he said. He smiled to hide his embarrassment, then sat down again and whispered to Tang Hepeng, "Now, I, as the director, have lost all my face."
Tang Hepeng ignored Chen Xiangdong, his eyes fixed on Wang Qian and the words that appeared on the blackboard.
Lu Chunhu stared at Wang Qian's calligraphy and whispered, "Only with his calligraphy, Wang Qian is already a great calligrapher."
Cao Wenfang was surprised: "Did he really think of it?"
Fang Guoshu didn't say anything, but just stared at the words written by Wang Qian.
Many people followed and recited every word written by Wang Qian.
Butterfly in love with flower.
"Standing on the dangerous building, the wind is blowing gently."
"Looking at the spring sorrow, the sky becomes dark."
"The grass is covered in the fading light of smoke."
"Who will lean on the railing without words?"
The sound is getting louder and louder.
Read to here.
More than a thousand students behind him followed suit and recited it aloud.
There was a hint of excitement in everyone's voice.
Because, when they read to this point, they could already see that this was a good piece of work.
They are witnessing the birth of a great story in literary history!
Chen Xiangdong, Cao Wenfang, Fang Guoshu and others in the front row had solemn expressions.
The rhyme is correct, and the tune is indeed Dielianhua.
Wang Qian never stopped writing, as if his ideas were flowing like a spring, and his fingers wrote swiftly with a hint of excitement.
"I want to get drunk and be carefree."
"When drinking and singing, forced joy is tasteless."
"Even if my clothes become looser, I will never regret it."
"I am exhausted because of her."
When Wang Qian's chalk stopped.
When the whole audience finished reading the last sentence together!
It was as if the spring thunder had exploded in everyone's heart. For a moment, their heads were blank, with only a series of buzzing sounds.
Last two sentences!
It really touches your heart!
I will never regret even if my clothes become looser and looser.
I'm so exhausted for her!
How many people’s voices were expressed in this piece
The whole place fell silent instantly.
Thousands of people stared at the words on the blackboard with wide eyes.
At this moment, Wang Qian finally put down the chalk and turned to face everyone.
Still elegant and gentle.
Still smiling.
Still confident with a sense of pride deep in his bones.
Wang Qian looked at everyone and said softly, "This poem was not composed purely on the spot. I was just recalling some of my previous ideas and words, and constantly combining them to create it. It took me ten minutes to come up with this work. It should barely meet Chairman Fang's requirements, right?"
"That's right, maybe a little slow, sorry!"
These words!
It sounds like old Versailles.
Each piece of work comes out in ten minutes. Is that slow
Many people felt ashamed after hearing this.
Anyone could hear that Wang Qian expressed some dissatisfaction in his words.
But no one can be angry!
Even Fang Guoshu and Cao Wenfang couldn't get angry with Wang Qian.
This young man has sky-high talent!
Why are they angry
and!
Wang Qian behaved modestly and appropriately throughout the whole process today.
Even if it's so difficult.
Never said a bad word.
Still working hard to do it!
One last complaint!
Not too much, right
Fang Guoshu smiled bitterly, knowing that he had lost some face today.
but.
In front of such talent, it’s not shameful to lose some face!
Fang Guoshu first clapped his hands gently and applauded!
Cao Wenfang immediately followed suit and applauded.
Jiang Xing, Chen Xiangdong, Tang Hepeng and others also applauded.
Professor Bai Hua and other teachers at the back also applauded.
The students joined in the fun and applauded loudly.
Xu Xiaoxiao, Xu Wenwen and Qin Xuerong all stood up together.
Liu Shengnan also stood up!
Guo Zhuangzhuang had no choice but to stand up along with the people around him and reluctantly applauded along!
this time.
Not only did all the students at the back stand up.
Even the professors and teachers in the front rows, as well as school leaders and famous alumni, stood up and applauded.
More than two thousand people stood up in a large mass.
The applause thundered in all directions.
Wang Qian stood on the podium and calmly accepted all the praise!
As if he should be like this.
And looked into more than two thousand pairs of eyes.
Wang Qian did not feel any pressure and still had an elegant smile on his face.
The applause lasted for more than ten seconds before gradually stopping.
Everyone sat down too.
Wang Qian finally spoke: "Okay, today's class is over. It's been two hours, I'm tired of standing, everyone go back and rest, get out of class is over!"
Snap, snap…
The applause rang out again, it was a farewell applause.
This is an open class for communication.
It's officially over.
The last song is Butterfly Love Flower.
Wang Qian did not give any explanation.
Just wrote it out.
To all the top students present.
Understanding is definitely just the most basic thing.
Whether or not one can understand the greater meaning it represents depends on one's understanding.
get out of class is officially over.
but.
But no one left first.
The famous alumni and school leaders of Zhejiang University in front were waiting for Wang Qian to come over and chat more, so they did not leave for the time being. They all wanted to chat with Wang Qian.
None of the students at the back left, and they all looked forward.
A tall girl in school uniform with long straight black hair trotted from her seat to the podium. She ignored the strange looks from many people around her, walked past Lu Chunhu and others, and came directly to the podium. She handed the notebook to Wang Qian and said respectfully, "Professor Wang, can you sign it for me?"
The girl looked up, revealing a pair of lively big eyes on her pretty face. She looked at Wang Qian without blinking, with admiration and inexplicable affection in her eyes.
Wang Qian nodded slightly, took the notebook, and took out a pen he had prepared in advance from his suit pocket. He saw that all his works were written on the notebook, from the quatrains he had published before to the Butterfly Loves Flowers he had just written, without missing a single one.
Wang Qian looked at the girl with a little surprise.
The girl said shyly: "I like every one of your works, including songs and piano pieces, as well as all these literary works."
Wang Qian laughed: "Thank you, what's your name?"
The girl said in surprise: "My name is Zhang Yuqi!"
Wang Qian quickly wrote a line in his notebook: To Zhang Yuqi, a student at Zhejiang University—Wang Qian, 2021.1.24.
After writing, Wang Qian handed the notebook to Zhang Yuqi.
Zhang Yuqi took it with both hands and looked at it carefully. The more she looked, the more she liked it and the happier she felt. Then she couldn't help but take a step forward, opened her arms and gently hugged Wang Qian.
Wang Qian didn't react at once. He was stunned for a moment, his body stiffly hugged by the other party, and he smelled a fragrance.
"Professor Wang, I like you!"
When Zhang Yuqi was holding Wang Qian, she quickly said something in Wang Qian's ear, then her face turned red, and she turned around and ran away without daring to look back.
A sudden confession.
Only Wang Qian heard it.
The others didn't hear it.
Many eyes around were cast on Zhang Yuqi!
There is envy, there is disdain...
but!
Behind Zhang Yuqi, a large group of people immediately rushed to the podium, holding their books, notebooks, or clothes, and wanted Wang Qian to sign them.
"Professor Wang, I want an autograph too, thank you."
"Professor Wang, I like your poem "Die Lian Hua". Could you please write down the last two lines for me and a word of encouragement? Thank you..."
"Professor Wang, can you sign my clothes? I am a big fan of yours."
"Professor Wang..."
…
Hundreds of students gathered at the podium, and then they began to line up spontaneously, all wanting Wang Qian's autograph.
Wang Qian seemed a little helpless, but he couldn't just turn around and leave.
after all.
Already signed one.
Others can't just ignore it.
I could only pick up notebooks and sign my name.
Later, Chen Xiangdong, Tang Hepeng, Cao Wenfang, Jiang Xing, Lu Chunhu, Guo Zhuangzhuang, Liu Shengnan and others did not leave.
Chen Xiangdong and Jiang Xing neatly placed every piece of blackboard written by Wang Qian, preparing to take them all back and keep them all, but Lu Chunhu had already said that he wanted to take them back to study the calligraphy on them.
Then, they just stood there and watched Wang Qian busy himself with signing autographs as if he was holding a fan meeting.
These top students have now become star-chasers.
There were hundreds of people, and the line stretched outside the auditorium!
Moreover, it seems that more people continue to join the team.
Chen Xiangdong saw that there seemed to be more and more people, and he didn't know when it would end. He immediately used his status to say loudly: "Students, Professor Wang is very tired. He doesn't have time to sign autographs for everyone. Therefore, there are only 100 places! Students after the 100th place don't have to queue up."
The students behind were all very unhappy.
But when I saw that it was the school leader who said it, I didn’t dare to say anything.
Bai Hua consciously counted the number of people and drove away the hundred students behind.
This time!
Wang Qian felt much more relaxed.
Sign one by one.
"What's your name, classmate?"
"Xu Xiaoxiao!"
Wang Qian suddenly raised his head and looked at the smiling face in front of him with some baby fat. The watery eyes were staring at him, as if they wanted to swallow him up with their eyes.
That look!
As an old scumbag, Wang Qian saw it clearly at a glance.
This girl!
You may be extremely obsessed with yourself.
Xu Xiaoxiao said softly: "Professor Wang, please sign another autograph for me."
Wang Qian lowered his head and wrote his name on the notebook, then nodded: "Xiaoxiao, you can come back for my autograph later, no need to queue."
Xu Xiaoxiao: "It's okay, I want to get your autograph as soon as possible."
Get the signature.
Xu Xiaoxiao didn't stop and turned to find her sister Xu Wenwen.
Qin Xuerong, who was standing next to Wang Qian, felt very distressed. He held the water cup to Wang Qian's lips and whispered, "Drink some water. We have been talking for so long."
Wang Qian nodded, smiled at Qin Xuerong, and took a big sip of water.
Everyone present saw it.
Wang Qian has a girlfriend!
and.
We are all smart people with vision.
Everyone can tell at a glance that Qin Xuerong does not come from an ordinary family.
She has a very high appearance value, not inferior to those popular actresses who debuted with their looks. Her temperament is far better than those popular actresses. It is obvious at first glance that she is not an ordinary person.
Many girls in the queue showed disappointed expressions!
A girl's feelings are always poetic.
Wang Qian's perfect performance in this class today almost captured the hearts of most of the girls who were attending the class.
His talent is beyond compare, his appearance is handsome, and his temperament is in line with their perfect imagination.
Almost, impeccable!
What they want and what they want to see.
Wang Qian has all of them.
Add to that the fact that he is rich.
It's so perfect that even those Mary Sue idol dramas dare not write it like this.
pity!
See Qin Xuerong standing next to Wang Qian.
Several emotional girls shed tears on the spot.
A full half hour passed.
I have almost finished writing it.
"What's your classmate's name?"
"Liu Shengnan!"
Wang Qian smiled and looked up again.
Liu Shengnan stood in front of him, smiled mischievously, and looked at the notebook she handed to Wang Qian: "Professor Wang, please sign it for me. From now on, I am also your fan. These works of yours are really great and gave me some inspiration."
Wang Qian also smiled and shook his head without saying anything. When he saw Liu Shengnan's pure eyes and smile, he felt a little less tired. He quickly wrote his name and handed it to Liu Shengnan.
Like other students, Liu Shengnan took the autograph and left.
"Classmate, what's your name?"
"Yu Jingruo!"
Wang Qian's hands trembled.
He looked up again.
I only saw a deep memory.
The face that looked like a fairy from the heavens appeared before him again.
Yu Jingruo was actually wearing a school uniform, with a face that didn't have the slightest hint of worldly air, and looked like a college student. He blinked his eyes as if he could see through the mundane world, "Professor Wang, can you give me an autograph?"
Wang Qian avoided Yu Jingruo's gaze, lowered his head and quickly wrote his name, then asked curiously, "Why are you here?"
Yu Jingruo smiled and said, "I signed up to audit the class and take the courses here to enrich myself. We graduated together, and you are a professor now, so I can't be too bad."
Yu Jingruo had a scholarly air about him. He tilted his head to look at Wang Qian, then looked at Qin Xuerong beside Wang Qin, and smiled, "Your girlfriend is so beautiful."
Qin Xuerong looked at Yu Jingruo and smiled: "Thank you, you are also very beautiful."
Yu Jingruo nodded gently to Qin Xuerong: "Thank you!"
After saying that, Yu Jingruo smiled at Wang Qian again, turned around and left in a very casual manner, holding the two books and the notebook signed by Wang Qian in his hands.
One hundred people, officially finished.
Wang Qian looked at Yu Jingruo's back and felt a little distressed.
Qin Xuerong looked at Wang Qian carefully and asked softly, "Do you know her?"
Wang Qian smiled, grabbed Qin Xuerong's hand, nodded and admitted: "Yes, my college classmate pursued me before."
Qin Xuerong was surprised: "She pursued you?"
She had to be surprised.
Yu Jingruo was the first person of the opposite sex who surprised her.
It’s not about how good-looking she is. No matter how good-looking she is, she is about the same as some of the people she has met.
The main thing is that Yu Jingruo's temperament is the most unique she has ever seen.
If you play the role of a fairy, you can perform your true self perfectly.
In her opinion.
A woman with such excellent temperament and appearance as Yu Jingruo will have no shortage of suitors, and her standards are extremely high, and ordinary people will not be interested in her.
It is even more impossible to chase after a man!
Even if!
This man is Wang Qian, whom she likes.
She also felt that Yu Jingruo would never do such a thing.
Fairies may like mortals.
However, a fairy could never pursue a mortal.
Wang Qian nodded slightly to show his affirmation. Yu Jingruo had indeed confessed to him in the past. Then, without further explanation, he looked at Chen Xiangdong and others who were walking over.
Qin Xuerong no longer asked about Wang Qian's past.
Even though she knew about Wang Qian's divorce, she never asked about it, and she didn't even ask who Wang Qian's ex-wife was.
Because Wang Qian didn’t say it.
She won't ask!
at this time.
Qin Xuerong looked at Chen Xiangdong, Fang Guoshu and others with unfriendly eyes.
Just now, they deliberately made things difficult for Wang Qian, and Qin Xuerong would never forget it.
Wang Qian still had a smile on his face, as if nothing had happened. When Chen Xiangdong extended his hand, he shook it, then quickly let go.
Chen Xiangdong said to Wang Qian: "Professor Wang, I am really enlightened today. I never thought that a person's talent could overflow to this extent. Talented, talented, so this is it. I admire..."
Chen Xiangdong's face was full of admiration.
Tang Hepeng said: "Professor Wang, from now on, you have a place in the Chinese literary world! Today, I am completely convinced. These four works are all excellent."
Wang Qian said modestly, "I found this by chance. Professor Tang, thank you for the compliment."
Fang Guoshu looked at Wang Qian and said solemnly, "Professor Wang, I was rude just now. I'm here to invite you to join our West Lake Writers Association. What do you think?"
Wang Qian looked at Fang Guoshu and said with a smile, "Thank you Chairman Fang for inviting me personally. I'll consider it."
Fang Guoshu did not look angry and said, "Okay, Professor Wang, please think about it carefully. I sincerely invite you."
Wang Qian thanked again: "Thank you! I'm a little tired today, let's talk next time."
Fang Guoshu said nothing more and just nodded.
Jiang Xing came up and shook hands with Wang Qian: "Hello, Professor Wang, I like your work very much."
Wang Qian didn't know Jiang Xing, nor had he seen his work, so he said politely, "Hello, your work is also very good."
They chatted for a while longer.
I asked Wang Qian a few more questions about his poem "Dielianhua".
Wang Qian answered them one by one.
Then, Fang Guoshu and Cao Wenfang said goodbye and left one after another.
Lü Chunhu was still asking Wang Qian questions about calligraphy: "Professor Wang, did you practice this calligraphy on your own? Did you not learn it from others?"
Wang Qian looked at the other person and replied, "Well, I figured it out through my own practice. I just wanted to write calligraphy that was different from running script and regular script, and it ended up like this."
Lu Chunhu exclaimed: "He is indeed a great master! I admire him."
Wang Qian saw Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen waiting for him at the door, so he said goodbye to Chen Xiangdong and the others: "Director Chen, I'll take my leave first. I'm a little tired from today's class, and I want to go back and rest."
Chen Xiangdong looked around and saw that there were only a few people left in the auditorium. He immediately said to Wang Qian, "Professor Wang, I have an idea. Listen to it!"
Wang Qian was a little curious, not knowing what the other party was going to say, so he nodded: "Director Chen, go ahead."
Qin Xuerong looked at Chen Xiangdong with a wary expression.
Chen Xiangdong smiled and said, "Professor Wang, we all admire and recognize your talent today. You see, our students like you very much. They also like your class very much. So, I would like to invite you to become a visiting professor at Zhejiang University. I hope you can come to our school to give lectures frequently when you have time."
Invite me to be a professor at Zhejiang University
Wang Qian was slightly shocked.
But, on the surface, it was calm.