I started to become more self-disciplined at the age of 30

Chapter 186. I was born to be useful, even if I lose all my money, I will get it back!
In just one minute, the number of people online in Jiang Chen's live broadcast room has soared to more than 2.5 million, and is still rising rapidly.

The barrage and many large reward messages were so densely packed that they were impossible to see clearly.

"Wow, so nice! I can't help crying when I hear Lao Jiang's sentimental singing!"

"It's been a few years since I graduated. Chengdu, the only thing I can't take with me is you!"

"It's not just in Chengdu. Graduation season is breakup season everywhere! It's just that Lao Jiang has more feelings for the city of Chengdu."

"Wow, I can't help crying. Rongcheng really has my youthful memories. It's a pity that I didn't take them with me in the end. Now we have our own families."

"Life is full of regrets. Jiang Chen's singing evokes the regrets in our hearts. I'm giving you my first reward, Lao Jiang."

……

on site!

It was also quiet, and many people had tears on their cheeks.

Liu Yu had already put her head between her arms, her shoulders heaving, her face full of tear marks, but she didn't dare to look up for fear of being seen by others. The two old classmates next to her reached out and patted her shoulders to comfort her.

Yan Ruyu, Li Wenjun, Wang Fei, Qin Xuerong, Han Qing, Pu Yuexi and others nearby looked at Liu Yu curiously. They all wanted to see what Jiang Chen’s girlfriend was like. They were also curious about what kind of girl would dump Jiang Chen, making Jiang Chen resist falling in love from then on.

but……

In their eyes, Liu Yu is just an ordinary person.

His appearance and temperament are average, and he also has many emotions caused by life pressure, which means that his work ability is average and he is under great pressure in life.

Several people looked at Liu Yu, then looked at Jiang Chen. They saw that Jiang Chen didn't pay any attention to Liu Yu. It was obvious that he had completely let go of Liu Yu. Now he didn't want to date and start a family. It was not because he was still obsessed with Liu Yu, but because of some psychological trauma on his date because of the previous incident, and he didn't feel happy in being in a relationship.

The sound of Jiang Chen's guitar floated within a radius of several kilometers, and then Jiang Chen's singing floated again.

"Walk with me on the streets of Chengdu, oh oh..."

"Not stopping until all the lights go out..."

"You will hold my sleeves, and I will put my hands in my pockets..."

"Walk to the end of Yulin Road and sit at the door of the tavern..."

Jiang Chen stopped singing again and continued playing the guitar with a look of enjoyment. Many people around him were also wiping their cheeks with looks of enjoyment on their faces.

Among the crowd, there were many anchors and internet celebrities who came to take advantage of Jiang Chen's popularity and broadcast live to Jiang Chen through their mobile phones. The number of people online in many of the live broadcast rooms was very high, with hundreds or thousands of people at the least, and hundreds of thousands or even millions of people online at the most!

It seems that the entire network is watching Jiang Chen’s live broadcast.

Luo Sheng, Guo Haitao and Zhou Ming were in the crowd. Looking at Jiang Chen who was sitting there playing the guitar and singing, all three of them had expressions of shock and envy in their eyes.

Guo Haitao murmured in a low voice: "He was born for the stage. He has extraordinary talent."

Zhou Ming nodded in agreement: "His musical talent is much stronger than before. Every song he sings can become a masterpiece. It's really amazing! This folk song Chengdu will definitely become a masterpiece here and will last forever!"

There are only a few such masterpieces that a superstar singer like Zhou Ming can produce in his lifetime.

However, Jiang Chen has released dozens of songs like this all the way from Shanghai to Chengdu, and each one of them can become a representative work of a superstar singer!
Luo Sheng also nodded in agreement: "His achievements in the field of pop music are in no way inferior to his achievements in calligraphy and poetry."

Guo Haitao: "Let's make an appointment to meet him tomorrow."

He came to Chengdu specifically this time just to talk with Jiang Chen again and to invite Jiang Chen to the stage of the King of Singers Contest again.

Now, the competition in the King of Singers Contest has entered the middle and late stages of a fierce stage, and many powerful Chinese singers have emerged, but none of them have been able to hold the stage. If this continues, in another month, the title of the Chinese King of Singers Contest will really be taken away by European and American singers.

Before, they didn’t think Jiang Chen had the ability to save the Chinese music scene, but now looking at Jiang Chen’s ability and talent, it is beyond their imagination, and he definitely has the opportunity to do what Zhou Ming and other powerful singers of the older generation have not been able to do.

Jiang Chen's warm, soothing, and slightly sad singing continued.

"Parting always happens in September, and memories are the sorrow of missing you."

"The tender green weeping willows in late autumn kiss my forehead..."

"In that rainy little town, I never forgot you..."

"Chengdu, the only thing I can't take away is you..."

Jiang Chen's singing voice gradually became louder and reached everyone's ears.

The number of people online in the live broadcast room reached a terrifying 2.6 million.

“Walk with me on the streets of Chengdu, oh oh…”

"Not stopping until all the lights go out..."

"You will hold my sleeves, and I will put my hands in my pockets..."

"Walk to the end of Yulin Road and sit at the door of the tavern..."

…………

Jiang Chen stopped playing the guitar, looked at everyone, and started singing into the microphone.

The clear voice, full and delicate emotions, infect everyone more directly.

“Walk with me on the streets of Chengdu, oh oh…”

"Not stopping until all the lights go out..."

"You will hold my sleeves and I will put my hands in my pockets..."

"Walk to the end of Yulin Road and sit at the door of the tavern..."

The clear voice, mellow and full of emotion, echoes in everyone's ears.

Jiang Chen's singing slowly stopped, and he whispered into the microphone: "Thank you everyone, a song of Chengdu for everyone..."

After saying that, Jiang Chen handed the guitar to Chen Xiaojia, indicating that today's performance was over.

Chen Xiaojia took the guitar with red eyes.

Then, warm applause and cheers immediately broke out all around.

Pa pa pa pa pa…………

"it is good!"

"Good singing, Lao Jiang!"

“I cried while singing.”

"Old Jiang, the people of Chengdu will always love you."

"Jiang Chen will always belong to Chengdu and Sichuan University..."

"Jiang Chen..."

……

Many of Jiang Chen's former classmates around him also applauded.

Liu Hongwei stood up and raised his glass, shouting to everyone around him: "Let's drink to Jiang Chen, for Chengdu, for Jiang Chen!"

Peng Lidong, Li Li, Liao Xiaoguang, Liu Hongjian, Liu Yu and others all stood up, some of them secretly wiped their tears while raising their glasses.

Han Qing, Pu Yuexi, Chen Xiaojia and others also raised their glasses!

Jiang Chen also stood up and raised his glass. This was his second glass of the day. He said thank you softly, then raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

Cheers were heard again from all around.

Liu Hongwei, Peng Lidong, Li Li, Liao Xiaoguang and others also followed Jiang Chen and drank it all in one gulp, with a smile on everyone's face.

The principal, Yan Shouzhong, and people from other schools, such as Huang Bo, also raised their glasses and drank a glass. The principal whispered, "Director Yan, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. Please tell Jiang Chen later!"

Yan Shouzhong nodded: "Okay, Principal Gao, you go ahead and do your work. I'll wait for Jiang Chen here."

The principal of the university said: "Go settle the bill later and keep the invoice. The school will reimburse you."

Yan Shouzhong smiled and said, "No need, it's my treat!"

At this time, Liu Hongwei, Peng Lidong, Li Li and others outside started drinking again.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen suddenly turned to Han Qing and said, "Xiao Qingzi, did you bring a pen and ink?"

For a moment...

The bustling scene became extremely quiet.

The principal, who had just stood up to leave, showed a trace of surprise, then sat down again, not planning to leave, staring straight at Jiang Chen.

Yan Shouzhong, Huang Bo and others also stretched their necks to look at Jiang Chen outside.

Liu Hongwei, Peng Lidong, Li Li, Liao Xiaoguang and others who were drinking happily just now also stopped and looked at Jiang Chen in surprise.

They had seen Jiang Chen asking for pen and ink on the live broadcast screen, and then suddenly started writing his works.

Having experienced it myself, I am somewhat surprised!

The more than 2.7 million viewers in the live broadcast room also sent out dense barrages of comments.

Han Qing quickly said, "I have it. I'll prepare it for you right away!"

After saying that, Han Qing quickly stood up and put down the backpack she was carrying, and then Pu Yuexi, Chen Xiaojia, Li Wen, and Wang Jing began to clean up the table.

At this moment, everyone around became busy.

The dining table in front of Jiang Chen was quickly cleared away.

Yan Ruyu, Li Wenjun, Qin Xuerong, and Wang Fei also came over to help. They wiped the oil stains on the table clean and put a layer of wooden board on it. Only then did Han Qing put the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone neatly on it.

When Qin Xuerong saw that Jiang Chen was still using the set of four treasures of the study that he got from her grandfather Qin Hanming, a smile flashed in her eyes and some warmth flashed in her heart.

The people around him dispersed and looked at Jiang Chen in amazement.

"Wow, I can watch Jiang Chen write a work in person. This was my dream before to watch Jiang Chen's live broadcast. I didn't expect it to come true now."

"I wonder what kind of work Jiang Chen will write."

"Will Jiang Chen give it away in a lottery after he finishes writing it?"

"Awesome, Jiang Chen's talent is truly bottomless."

"I still can't believe that Lao Jiang is my old classmate..."

"Be quiet, keep your voice down!"

……

As the squad leader, Liao Xiaoguang made a quiet gesture to everyone around him, asking them to be quiet and not disturb Jiang Chen.

The principal of the university, Yan Shouzhong, Huang Bo, Liu Hongjian and others all came to Jiang Chen's side, standing on tiptoe to look at Jiang Chen inside.

Beside Jiang Chen, Yan Ruyu once again took the C position and ground ink for Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen held the brush himself, closed his eyes slightly to prepare his emotions, then opened his eyes, and then the brush in his hand quickly fell into the inkstone, as if it was hitting the ink, splashing a little bit of ink.

Then, Jiang Chen quickly picked up the brush and smashed it hard on the white paper.

Everyone noticed that Jiang Chen's writing movements this time seemed different from before. His movements were larger and stronger.

People who understand calligraphy, such as Yan Shouzhong, Huang Bo, and Li Wenjun, all had strange lights flashing in their eyes. They all saw Jiang Chen's focused expression and the strength gathered in his body. It seemed that all the strength in his body was gathered in his arms. Jiang Chen's feet were in a horse stance to make it easier for his body to gather strength.

This is definitely a skill that only top calligraphy masters have.

Moreover, even among the top calligraphy masters in history, few can display such top-notch strength.

This is because most calligraphy masters are already very old and cannot sustain such explosive writing movements that require such concentrated power.

Many people mistakenly believe that scholars in ancient times were weak and frail. In fact, scholars who have practiced calligraphy for many years are quite strong. They stand there and practice holding the brush continuously for decades, so their bodies are definitely not frail.

The brush in Jiang Chen's hand fell on the white paper like a smash, and then moved quickly.

The handwriting was different from what Jiang Chen had written before. It was a bit more sloppy, and it was real cursive writing, but it was not inferior to the previous running script calligraphy.

It is also one of the top cursive calligraphy in history.

Jiang Chen's cursive writing has a wild and sloppy beauty.

Three words quickly appeared on the paper.

Drink some wine.

When seeing these three words, the eyes of many teachers and students from surrounding universities lit up.

Lin Shuang murmured in a low voice: "Yuefu poetry!"

They all realized at a glance that this was the name of an ancient form of Yuefu poetry.

Apparently, Jiang Chen was going to write an ancient Yuefu poem!

Yan Shouzhong, Huang Bo and others all had their eyes shining brightly.

Zhang Shuwen looked at Jiang Chen's wild cursive calligraphy and exclaimed: "Jiang Chen's calligraphy is close to perfection. He can write any calligraphy font with ease, and it is all at a historical level. It is really impeccable! This cursive calligraphy is enough for me to study for a lifetime."

"The ancient Yuefu poem "Song of the Wine" is also very suitable for the scene tonight!"

Yan Shouzhong nodded and said, "There are not many people who can pronounce the three words "Jiang Jin Jiu" correctly. Jiang Chen can write a work with ease. His knowledge is terrifying!"

Several people were very impressed by Jiang Chen's calligraphy and the knowledge he displayed.

As a result, everyone became even more excited about the work that Jiang Chen was about to write.

This is the first time that Jiang Chen has publicly written such high-level cursive calligraphy. Coupled with Jiang Chen's wild attitude when writing, perhaps he will write a different work.

Of course, they believed that the works written by Jiang Chen must be extraordinary.

After all, every piece of work Jiang Chen wrote along the way was worthy of being passed down through the ages, and many of them were masterpieces that were enough to be ranked among the top works in the historical literary world.

Jiang Chen's face was slightly red, which was the effect of drinking just now. The brush in his hand did not slow down at all, and lines of wild cursive calligraphy appeared quickly.

Don't you see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea never to return.

Don't you see Gaotangmingjing's sad white hair, the morning is like a blue silk and snow is at dusk.

With just a few lines, the place became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and everyone began to savor these two lines of poetry.

But Jiang Chen did not stop.

Life is full of joy, so that the gold is empty for the moon.

I am born to be useful, and come back when my wealth is gone.

Two more sentences fell.

The scene suddenly became quieter, and everyone's eyes widened.

The live broadcast room exploded.

(End of this chapter)