This star doesn’t work overtime

Chapter 411 409. The acting is amazing! His cursive handwriting is also the best in the world!

Looking at Wang Cheng on the stage...

Everyone in the teams from the two schools in the background was quite shocked and admired.

When Wang Cheng played Su Shi just now, they had no obvious feeling, because Su Shi was just a civil servant, and he did not leave a very famous reputation in the history of this world.

However, Yue Fei is a well-known general-level figure, and he has starred in many movies and TV series.

Therefore, everyone has an image of General Yue Fei in their hearts.

But……

At this time, they looked at Wang Cheng's javelin-like figure standing there, but in an instant they had completely forgotten the classic image of Yue Fei in the movies and TV series they had seen before. They were completely attracted by Wang Cheng's appearance at this moment. replaced by the image of Yue Fei.

seem!

This is the real Yue Fei in history.

Wang Hongyi murmured in a low voice: "This acting is really amazing!"

Several teachers and students from Beitel, Beijing Film and Television and China Theater Group were watching from the back, and everyone looked solemn and shocked. They had seen Wang Cheng's performance on Jiangsu and Zhejiang Satellite TV's actor program before. Watching it on TV, they thought Wang Cheng's acting skills were amazing. At that time, China National Theater and Beijing Film and Television also invited Wang Cheng, but it was just the same. Ignored by Wang Cheng.

At this time, they stood at the backstage closest to the stage, watching Wang Cheng's live performance, and realized that they had underestimated Wang Cheng's acting skills before.

Guan Hanliang and Ma Wenlong, who were preparing, were even more stressed. Just by this performance, they were completely crushed. If they want to perform Yan Shu and Ouyang Xiu, they can only perform superficially.

As for the works...

At this time, they can only hope that when Wang Cheng created Ding Fengbao, he had already exhausted his inspiration. Now it is replaced by Yue Fei, a completely different character, who may not be able to write any good works!

after all……

The types of works that everyone is good at are different.

Maybe Wang Cheng just isn't good at writing about military generals?

In history, there are only a few generals who can leave good works.

on the stage.

His back was turned to An Keru, who walked in, and a middle-aged man brought by An Keru.

An Keru came over and grabbed the wooden stakes of the cell with both hands, looked at Wang Cheng with a trace of tears in his eyes, and asked with worry on his face: "Pengju, are you okay?"

Yue Fei, played by Wang Cheng, turned around, with a beard on his mouth, and his face was darkened so that he didn't look so white. His eyes flashed calmly. He looked at An Keru and said with a smile: " Fortunately, you don’t have to worry about me! I’m here, eating well, sleeping well, and can still write.”

An Keru looked at the cleanliness and orderliness of the cell and the desk. The worry on his face was lessened, and he looked at Wang Cheng with his eyes: "Pengju..."

An Keru was completely absorbed in the drama at this time, and she really wanted to enter the cell and throw herself into Wang Cheng's arms!

Ahem...

At this time, a middle-aged man behind An Keru came forward, slightly cupped his hand to Wang Cheng, and said softly: "Pengju, your trip may be in danger! You should protect yourself first..."

Wang Cheng looked at the middle-aged man and said seriously: "Zishang, do you think it is meaningful for me to protect myself?"

The character played by this middle-aged man is Wang Shu, whose courtesy name is Zishang. He is also a member of the main war faction. He has also been dismissed from office. At this time, he came to see Yue Fei through his connections.

Wang Shu said slightly excitedly: "Pengju, only by living can you realize the dream you have been pursuing!"

dream?

Wang Cheng's face was full of sadness, and many viewers at the scene felt slightly distressed, as if they had already entered the drama!

An Keru also looked at Wang Cheng eagerly: "Pengju, we are still waiting for you to come home!"

Can you still go home?

Everyone at the scene knew Yue Fei's final outcome.

Therefore, everyone's face once again showed grief and resentment towards the traitorous ministers who killed Yue Fei.

Wang Cheng also didn't speak for a while and fell silent.

Wang Shu quickly said: "Pengju, although I have been dismissed from office, I will still stay in the city and continue to think of ways to get you out!"

Wang Cheng still didn't speak, and his expression became increasingly excited. He suddenly turned around, picked up the brush on the desk, and pressed hard on the inkstone where ink had been prepared.

Many spectators at the scene suddenly woke up...

Then I remembered that the purpose of this performance was not to perform for them, but to perform foreplay for Wang Cheng's creation.

Backstage, players from the two teams including Guan Hanliang, Ma Wenlong, Han Lei, Wen Honglun, Wang Hongyi, Liang Xiaoliang, and Chen Yuqi, as well as Qin Shangran, Yang Yi, Li Cheng, and others all stood up and stretched their necks to look at the stage, wanting to see more clearly. to the words Wang Cheng is about to write.

The four judges on the stage, Jiang Sihua, Wang Jianbin, Zheng Ning, and Hu Jun, all stretched their necks involuntarily, wanting to see the words written by Wang Cheng immediately.

Because Wang Cheng's "Ding Feng Bo" just now really amazed all four of the judges, and basically no flaws could be found!

Everyone in the audience, including Zhang Guobin and He Fujiang, also sat upright, staring intently at the big screen...

Li Qing whispered: "Is it possible that Wang Cheng is not good at writing about military generals?"

Zhang Guobin said softly: "Have you forgotten the Xia Ke Xing?"

Li Qing was speechless for a moment, knowing that all his illusions were shattered!

The line "Kill a man in ten steps and leave no trace behind in a thousand miles" contains the decisiveness of the killing, which is still exciting when I read it.

Everyone stared at Wang Cheng, eager to know.

What kind of work can Wang Cheng write in his second work?

Wang Cheng turned around and picked up the brush, pressed it vigorously into the inkstone, and it was covered with ink. However, he did not write directly on the white paper on the table as they thought, but walked directly to the wall inside, holding the The brush started writing directly on the wall.

Wang Cheng's body is like a spear, his arms are strong and heavy, and he holds a brush in his hand as if he is holding a long sword. Every movement he makes is as if he is fighting on the battlefield, with an extremely fierce momentum, and every stroke is full of gold. Gotiema’s battlefield atmosphere!

Three words like dragons and phoenixes appeared on the wall!

Azolla!

With these three words, a fierce aura soared into the sky, making everyone present feel as if they had been stabbed by a sword.

Even if people like Zheng Qian and Zheng Wenzhong are not familiar with cursive calligraphy and cannot understand the three characters "Manjianghong" with flying phoenixes, they can still clearly feel the fierce momentum in it.

Someone next to him whispered: "Good calligraphy! It's just that, in my memory, no good works have been handed down. Some people in the literary circles of the Song Dynasty were not that interested in this word card."

Azolla?

Zheng Qian, Zheng Wenzhong and other people who didn't recognize Wang Cheng's cursive handwriting knew what these three characters were.

Indeed, they couldn't think of any famous works by Manjianghongcipai at the moment.

It can be seen that this word brand does not have any works that have been passed down through the ages.

This shows that many people in ancient literary circles did not like the oblique rhythm of this word card.

However, Wang Cheng chose this unpopular word card!

Many knowledgeable viewers were slightly moved.

When many modern literati study and create Song poetry works, they always pursue some famous poetry brands, because they have traces to follow and are easy to create.

Therefore, no one pays attention to some unpopular word brands.

Almost no one has ever done this kind of unpopular Ci Pai like Wang Cheng.

Behind the scenes, Luo Xueyi, Xiao Daolin and other talented people who had in-depth study of Song Ci poems all looked at Wang Cheng's brush very seriously and wanted to know what kind of works Wang Cheng could write using the Manjianghong Ci tablet?

but……

Han Lei praised: "These three words are worth thousands of gold! Watching Wang Cheng write is really a supreme pleasure!"

After hearing this, everyone in the two teams immediately nodded in agreement.

Basically all of them know calligraphy, and some of them are proficient in calligraphy and can be called calligraphers.

So, they all know.

Wang Cheng's cursive calligraphy is amazing.

Especially the unique momentum incorporated into it, each stroke is like a battlefield charge, which is something I have never seen in this life.

Wang Hongyi whispered: "Mr. Han said that Wang Cheng's cursive script is the best in the world, so why isn't his cursive script the best in the world?"

After hearing this, Han Lei and Wen Honglun nodded inwardly, but did not express their opinions openly.

Because once such words are spread, they will definitely offend people.

Mr. Han is a master of cursive calligraphy, and he is qualified to say such things. However, Wang Hongyi and others are not masters of cursive calligraphy. How can they be qualified to evaluate Wang Cheng's unique master-level cursive calligraphy?

As they watched the brush in Wang Cheng's hand continue to wave, everyone stopped talking. All eyes were fixed on Wang Cheng's back and the brush that was waving like a long sword.

One by one, arrogant and solemn fonts appeared quickly.

He was so angry that he leaned against the railing, and the misty rain stopped.

Looking up, I looked up to the sky and roared, with strong feelings.

Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon.

Don't wait any longer. The young man's head will turn gray, and he will be filled with sorrow.

The arrogant words, but there is a sadness in the solemnity, just like the empty sadness written above!

The whole audience...

Thousands of spectators seemed to have pressed the pause button. Everyone stared blankly at the stage, at the big screen, and at the figure with his back facing them, frantically splashing ink.

The tragic atmosphere was conveyed to each of them from the words!

Everyone can see the full unwillingness in it.

Even people like Zheng Qian and Zheng Wenzhong who couldn't recognize the cursive calligraphy fonts with flying dragons and phoenixes above could clearly feel the emotions that were about to overflow!

Huhuhu...

Lin Nianxiang, who was sitting in the middle, kept taking deep breaths to calm himself down, but his face was still red, his eyes were wide open, and his fists were clenched and trembling slightly.

Lin Bing, who was next to her, glanced at her grandfather worriedly, but said nothing because she knew why her grandfather was so excited.

This kind of cursive calligraphy is a state that her grandfather Lin Nianxiang has been pursuing all his life and never reached it.

It is also the realm that all cursive calligraphy masters and calligraphers in the world dream of...

Similarly, it is also the state pursued by many cursive calligraphy masters in history, but no one can achieve it. Only two or three people are close to this state, and the cursive calligraphy left behind is also a national treasure.

And Wang Cheng...

The crazy cursive calligraphy written at this time has achieved the state that many cursive calligraphy masters have pursued for thousands of years.

Every word, every stroke, every stroke seems to come alive.

In particular, with the blessing of such content, each word adds a bit of charm.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like art.

The four judges on the stage also tensed up, holding back their excitement, and stared at Wang Cheng's back with their eyes.

They didn't expect it.

Wang Cheng had just written a song called "Ding Fengbo" that astonished them with his master's cursive calligraphy, and in the blink of an eye, he used even more stunning cursive calligraphy to write a song like "Man Jiang Hong"...

Although, it’s just the upper level!

However, it is already showing its majesty!

An Keru, who was standing behind Wang Cheng on the stage, and the middle-aged man also looked at Wang Cheng's back with admiration and shock. They were the closest and had the deepest feelings.

but……

Wang Cheng's movements did not stop at all.

It was as if he was going all out on the battlefield, his whole body was still like a spear, and the brush in his hand was still like a long sword, ready to win the victory in one go.

Crazy words appeared quickly again.

The shame of Jingkang has not yet been resolved, and the hatred of the ministers, when will it be destroyed?

Driving a long car, crossing the gap in Helan Mountain.

The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and to drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty.

When writing this, Wang Cheng's movements slowed down, as if the brush in his hand weighed a thousand pounds. Every stroke was slow and heavy. His whole body also exuded an aura as heavy as a mountain, a tragic feeling. The breath is brewing in it.

Be from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, overturned Que……

After writing the last word, Wang Cheng's arm holding the brush slowly dropped down, and the indomitable momentum in his body gradually dissipated, replaced by a kind of fearlessness and sadness. He still didn't look back, just looking at the words filled with words. Laughter slowly came from the wall: "Haha..."

The laughter gradually became louder: "Haha..."

It became bigger again and spread throughout the audience: "Hahahahaha..."

boom……

Wang Cheng shook his hand and threw the brush in his hand directly. Yangtian laughed: "Hahahahaha...hahahahaha..."

The laughter was so exciting that it reached everyone's ears and went straight into their hearts.

Everyone can clearly hear the sadness, unwillingness, and expectation from this laughter!

The expectation of regaining the Central Plains, the unwillingness to be forcibly recalled, and the sadness of having roughly known his fate...

An Keru, who was standing behind Wang Cheng, couldn't help but burst into tears. She held the wooden stake tightly with both hands and looked at Wang Cheng's back sadly. She was also completely brought into the drama and entered this Yue Fei wife. The character knows the sadness and helplessness of her husband's fate.

Wang Shu also shed two lines of tears, which were also full of unwillingness, sorrow, and helplessness!

The whole place is still quiet...

No one spoke.

In fact, everyone's breathing became softer, as if they were afraid that their loud breathing would disturb General Yue Fei, who died before his ambition was fulfilled!