This star doesn’t work overtime

Chapter 386 384. So arrogant, this is Wang Cheng! Masterful cursive writing! How can it be?

Pairs of eyes were fixed on the huge projection on the podium. Of course, many people who knew calligraphy could easily understand the words written by Inaka Taro in cursive calligraphy.

However, there are still many ordinary people who simply cannot understand what Ika Taro writes!

For example, Zheng Wenzhong and his son could not understand that although they collected many cursive calligraphy works at home, they did not have in-depth research on cursive calligraphy and could only be regarded as collectors.

Ika Taro glanced at the auditorium and saw that many people behind him had blank faces. A trace of pride flashed in his eyes. He still stared at Wang Cheng, still smiling, and said: "Mr. Wang Cheng can understand what I am writing." Do you want me to read it to you and everyone?"

Zhang Yiheng hurriedly gave a thumbs up to the host Liu Yue who was standing behind him. Liu Yue immediately stepped forward and said, "Let me recite Mr. Ika Taro's poems to everyone!"

With that said, Liu Yue started to read.

"The canopy of the small boat is closed when it rides on Ji, and it rides on the seven-mile wind all night. The sky is connected to the waves, and the voices of people are still singing in the sound of oars."

"The stars are shining like blown candles, and the lone moon is slightly like a bow. At the end of the day, I suddenly wake up and lie down to watch the morning sun rising in the east."

Liu Yue finished reading the poem in a cadenced and catchy way, and finally commented a little: "This poem by Mr. Yi He is well written!"

Many people in the audience nodded slightly after reading this poem!

Lin Nianxiang also commented: "For the literary world of the island country, it is considered a masterpiece, not inferior to the Mount Fuji in Nakamura just now. After all, it is only a small country, and there are not so many people learning Chinese. There are only a few like this. Young heroes, it’s not easy for the island country!”

Lin Bing nodded: "It's a good poem."

Not far away, Yuji Nakamura said after reading it: "Ika Taro actually hid such a good piece of work. It's a pity to bring it out today. We still have several stops ahead!"

Jia Qian smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, the first stop is the most important!"

Taro Ika on the stage looked at the many people in the Chinese literary world in front of the audience who were nodding in approval, smiled proudly, then looked at Wang Cheng again, and said loudly again: "Mr. Wang Cheng, now I will take out my How should you respond to this first work? Do you dare to come up and leave the calligraphy treasure to compete?"

Many people's eyes are looking at Wang Cheng!

Including Lu Zhen, Jia Qian, Xuezi and others are no exception.

Xing Tongshu stopped talking and let Wang Cheng make his own decision. According to Xing Tongshu's idea, the two of them came on stage and wrote three works, and they all used the calligraphy of the royal family, which was already a sufficient bargaining chip.

If they are facing Lu Zhen and others, they must respond at this time, otherwise they will appear to be stage frightened, or it can be said to be rude.

Many other people in the Chinese cultural circle have similar ideas to Xing Tongshu. They all feel that Wang Cheng should give a positive response and write something on it.

But!

Wang Cheng is obviously different from them.

Of course, Wang Cheng still sat there with a calm face, and said in the same tone as ever: "Three poems are not enough. With works like yours, four can barely get me to take action, and now there is still one more to go!"

hiss!

The scene instantly became quiet.

Xing Tongshu, Lin Nianxiang, Lin Bing, Zhang Yiheng and others all looked at Wang Cheng slightly sideways.

Not far away, the smiling expression on Lu Zhen's face froze for a moment, and the serious expression on Jia Qian's face also froze. Nakamura Yuji glared at Wang Cheng fiercely, and couldn't help but cursed two words in a low voice - —Baga.

The self-righteous smile on Taro Inka's face on the stage also froze, and then slowly calmed down.

Obviously, none of them expected that Wang Cheng would take such a high stance.

Because this was the first time for most of them to see Wang Cheng in real life, and they really didn't expect that someone could be so cold!

Only Shen Shenghui, Qin Yuhai, Yu Jinghong, Zhang Huizhong, Wen Yixiao, Han Xiao, An Keru, Zhu Ziqi, Lin Mi and others at the back could understand what Wang Cheng was doing at this time...

Because, according to their understanding of Wang Cheng.

It's good that Wang Cheng can respond to the provocations of these young people. This is no longer the same as the usual Wang Cheng.

If it were the Wang Cheng they saw in normal times, Wang Cheng would not pay any attention to you no matter how you spoke or provoked him.

Because Wang Cheng disdains it!

Shen Shenghui said in a low voice: "Wang Cheng is still a young man after all, and he still has some passion in his heart! It's just that we can't take advantage of him."

Qin Yuhai nodded, with complex emotions flashing in his eyes, obviously thinking, but then suddenly said: "If Wang Cheng writes a calligraphy work here later, can we go and take it away?"

Forehead……?

Shen Shenghui was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that Wang Cheng had promised to write down his calligraphy works here, so wasn't this an opportunity to get Wang Cheng's calligraphy works?

But……

Shen Shenghui glanced forward, saw Zhang Yiheng, Sun Lianfang and others, and smiled bitterly: "Mr. Qin, do you think we can take away any works here? Not to mention whether Wang Cheng himself is willing, even if Wang Cheng is not If you care about leaving the work here, Principal Zhang will protect it to the death, right?"

Qin Yuhai sighed. Of course he knew this truth, but he was still a little unwilling. He looked at Xiaozi Ihe Taro on the podium and said softly: "These three works by Xiaozi are indeed pretty good. If you haven't read it, After reading Wang Cheng's three works: "Inscriptions on the Humble Room", "Xia Ke Xing", and "The First Scenery of the West Lake", I might think that these three are contemporary masterpieces. However, after reading Wang Cheng's works, I can only say that they are not bad."

Shen Shenghui nodded: "Yes, compared with Wang Cheng's works, they can only be regarded as good. However, these young people seem to really not believe in Wang Cheng's ability, and think that Wang Cheng was packaged and marketed by us!"

Qin Yuhai smiled: "Ignorance! If we had this ability, we would have unified the entire domestic entertainment circle long ago!"

To be able to market a genius like Wang Cheng and get everyone to cooperate, in Qin Yuhai's view, it would be impossible even if the central government and the radio and television came forward together.

The smile on Taro Ika's face disappeared on the stage, and he stared at Wang Cheng seriously: "Wang Chengjun, are you serious? Do you really think so? Only four of our works can make you take action once?"

Wang Cheng nodded slightly and said nothing, but still looked at the other party calmly, without any hesitation to look at Taro Inuka.

Ihe Taro looked at Wang Cheng for a few seconds, and saw that Wang Cheng's eyes were still looking at him without any wavering, without giving in at all. He took a deep breath, and then said: "Okay! Then I will do as you wish!" "

After saying that, Ika Taro waved his hand, put aside the work he had just written, picked up the brush and dipped it into the inkstone and continued writing.

Nakamura Yuji looked at Taro Ika and said to Lu Zhen: "Professor Lu, does Wang Cheng look down on us too much?"

The smiling expression on Lu Zhen's face had disappeared and she said softly: "We'll see what he does when he gets on stage later. No matter what he does, we will target him publicly afterwards."

Jia Qian: "Yes, we can rise to the level of international attitude and put pressure on him and the Chinese official media from the international level!"

Xuezi's lips moved but she said nothing. She was also slightly dissatisfied with Wang Cheng's arrogant attitude.

Lu Zhen looked at Taro Ihe on the podium and smiled: "Nakamura, Ihe, you two performed well today. In today's Chinese literary world, few people can write these works!"

A proud smile appeared on Nakamura Yuuji's face, and he looked at Inka Taro with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes, but there was nothing he could do about it, because he knew that Inaka Taro's attainments and talents in the field of calligraphy were still above him.

However, he looked at Yukiko again, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. Yukiko's talent in calligraphy was still higher than that of Inka Taro.

However, they don't need Xuezi to come forward yet.

Everyone looked at Ika Taro on the podium.

I saw that Ika Taro was still a master of calligraphy, and his cursive calligraphy fonts were extremely free and elegant. They were half a step higher than the fonts he had just entered. There was a trace of artistic conception in them. This was the way to become a master of calligraphy.

Lin Nianxiang, the best cursive calligrapher in the South, flashed a trace of solemnity and envy in his eyes. He envied Lu Zhen for having such an apprentice who was so talented in cursive calligraphy. He was no better than his granddaughter Lin Bing, who had been carefully trained for twenty years. Worse.

The host on the podium, Liu Yue, took the initiative to help Ihe Taro read it this time.

When Inakataro writes a sentence, she reads a sentence, thereby offsetting the visual impact brought to everyone by Inakataro's calligraphy and the work as a whole.

"Go to the mountains where there are few people, and the cherry blossoms bloom alone."

"The mountain cherry blossoms are breathless, watch me come now."

"Come to see the cherry blossoms on the mountain, but you can't see the cherry blossoms."

"The foothills and the top of the mountain are one with spring glow!"

Taro Yihe finished writing and Liu Yue also finished reading.

Everyone in the audience heard it clearly.

Everyone was relatively calm about this piece.

Because most people actually don’t like cherry blossoms.

This poem is average compared to the previous three poems, but it is still a good piece of work.

Lin Nianxiang just nodded: "It's okay!"

Lin Bing hummed, and then he didn't care much anymore. He turned to look at Wang Cheng not far away, his eyes full of expectation, and he couldn't help but replay the clear scene of Wang Cheng writing about the knight's journey on the Central Plains Satellite TV program in his mind. Thinking about it at this time, she was still excited and her face turned slightly red.

She had always dreamed of watching Wang Cheng write calligraphy in person, but she didn't expect that it would come true so soon.

Everyone else had almost the same idea. They were no longer paying much attention to what Ika Taro wrote. At this time, they all looked at Wang Cheng, looking forward to Wang Cheng's appearance on the stage.

The same goes for Lin Nianxiang, Mr. Han, Lu Zhen, Jia Qian and others.

Taro Ika on the stage looked at Wang Cheng after he finished writing, and said loudly: "Wang Cheng, it's time for you to come up now, right? This piece of mine came from my mind when I was enjoying the cherry blossoms last year, although it is not my proud one." But the quantity is definitely enough.”

Under everyone's gaze...

Wang Cheng did not answer Ika Taro immediately, nor did he stand up immediately. Instead, he calmly picked up his thermos cup, opened it and took a sip of water before standing up.

Taro Ika on the stage, and Lu Zhen, Jia Qian, Yuji Nakamura and others in the audience all had a trace of embarrassment on their faces. It felt like Wang Cheng was deliberately humiliating them!

Lin Mi, Wen Yixiao, Zhu Ziqi, Han Xiao, An Keru and others all turned red with excitement. In their opinion, this was Wang Cheng's routine operation.

Wen Yixiao said excitedly: "I wonder what Wang Cheng will write?"

Yu Jinghong, who was sitting next to her, did not take her eyes off Wang Cheng's figure. She watched Wang Cheng stand up and walk to the podium step by step without saying a word. She said with a hint of excitement in her voice: "With his talent, he will definitely write down something for us." A masterpiece handed down from generation to generation that will be remembered by everyone! If there is another work like "Xia Ke Xing" and "Inscription on the Humble Room", then Wang Cheng's position in the literary world will be completely established, and no one can ignore or shake it!"

Wen Yixiao said expectantly: "I hope so!"

They knew that many big names from various literary circles in the east, west, north and south were here today. If Wang Cheng could perform amazingly today, he would definitely be recognized by the big guys in these circles. Then Wang Cheng's status in the entire Chinese literary circle would naturally be considered. It was admitted.

Xing Tongshu, Zhang Yiheng, Lin Nianxiang and other people from various literary circles in the front row also looked closely at Wang Cheng!

Lu Zhen, Jia Qian and others also stared at Wang Cheng.

Lu Zhen murmured in a low voice: "This man's bearing is truly extraordinary."

Nakamura Yuji looked at Wang Cheng and was speechless for a moment.

Because Wang Cheng walked on stage step by step without any haste, just like a mountain, and his temperament was as calm as a mountain, so Nakamura Yuuji could only look up.

Taro Ika on the stage felt even more profoundly. He couldn't say a word to Wang Cheng about the words he just thought of. He could only watch Wang Cheng walk step by step to the table next to him before holding back. One word came out: "Please!"

Liu Yue hurriedly stepped forward to help Wang Cheng spread the white paper, and then quickly ground the inkstone to spread out the nearly dry ink inside.

Wang Cheng hummed lightly and glanced at the thousands of people present. Without hesitation or delay, he directly picked up the brush and dipped it on the inkstone. With a flick of his wrist, the brush fell directly on the white paper in front of him. On the paper, the whole person is as motionless as a mountain. Only the wrist moves, the brush spills ink, and the arm moves slightly!

Cursive fonts appear on the white paper one by one!

Taro Ika, who has been practicing cursive calligraphy for many years, suddenly felt a huge shock in his body!

Many people in the front row who knew calligraphy stood up instantly, not looking at the projection at the back. They stretched their necks to look at Wang Cheng himself, wanting to carefully see every movement of Wang Cheng's calligraphy.

Then everyone in the first few rows stood up.

Lin Nianxiang's eyes widened, and he watched Wang Cheng's every move without blinking, watching the appearance of each cursive calligraphy font written by Wang Cheng, clenching his fists in excitement, and Lin Bing next to him did the same. , watching Wang Cheng's every move with rapt attention.

The same goes for Mr. Han, Xing Tongshu, Zhang Yiheng and others!

Lu Zhen, Jia Qian, Nakamura Yuji, Xuezi and others also stood up and stared at Wang Cheng, trying to make sure that Wang Cheng wrote it himself.

Seeing the calligraphy fonts written by Wang Cheng with their own eyes, Lu Zhen, Jia Qian and others fell silent and stiffened.

Haven’t read the content yet.

Just these few words written by Wang Cheng...

Lu Zhen, Jia Qian, Nakamura Yuji and others knew that they lost.

However, there was still disbelief and doubt in their eyes.

How could Wang Cheng write such amazing cursive calligraphy?

And when they watched Wang Cheng write calligraphy fonts one by one and understood what Wang Cheng wrote...

Lu Zhen and Jia Qian's bodies were shaken again, and they temporarily put down Wang Cheng's masterful cursive calligraphy. They looked at it from the beginning again with wide eyes and confirmed the content again!

"How can it be?"

Jia Qian murmured in a low voice.

Xuezi's eyes were full of surprise: "What a poem!"