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

Chapter 223 222. The Second Calligraphy Saint? This is a humble room, but my virtue is fragrant!
Li Yumin was nervously looking at Jiang Chen on the live broadcast screen, as well as the number of more than 36 million online users, wondering how much the number would continue to rise.

The phone suddenly rang, startling Li Yumin. He picked it up and saw that it was Mr. Zhang calling. He immediately answered the phone: "Mr. Zhang, I'm watching Jiang Chen's live broadcast."

Mr. Zhang smiled and said, "I'm watching it too. Jiang Chen is worthy of being Jiang Chen. After a week of suspension, he resumed the show and there are still nearly 40 million people online. Moreover, I really like the two songs he sang today. Now I can write a work, which makes me feel very enjoyable."

Li Yumin smiled, he knew what Mr. Zhang meant, that Jiang Chen live broadcast on his own platform, giving them the illusion that Jiang Chen was writing works and singing for them.

Because Jiang Chen’s songs are so good, I feel a greater sense of accomplishment.

Li Yumin smiled and said: "Jiang Chen's works have never disappointed people, whether it is songs or poetry and calligraphy."

Mr. Zhang: "That's right. I've been thinking about the Water Melody these days. It would be great if I could buy it and enjoy it. Unfortunately, I asked around and it's basically impossible to buy it. Jiang Chen has already given it to his parents. Together with the Song of Everlasting Regret, both works are hung in his parents' study."

Li Yumin was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Mr. Zhang had heard this information. He said, "It is indeed unlikely that they will sell it. They are not short of money, and it is their son's most proud work. Normal parents will never sell it. They may keep it until they die."

Mr. Zhang: "Yes, so it's a pity! I asked someone to contact Jiang Chen to buy the original painting of He Xinlang that he sent. This is the most likely one to be bought."

Li Yumin: "There are a lot of people eyeing this work, so it must be expensive to buy it."

Mr. Zhang: "The minimum guarantee should be more than 2 billion!"

Li Yumin smiled bitterly and said, "Only top tycoons like you, Mr. Zhang, can afford this kind of collection."

Mr. Zhang: "I can only participate in the competition. The possibility of buying it is not high. Many hidden bosses are interested in Jiang Chen's works and want to buy one. If this authentic He Xinlang painting can be traded, the competition may be more intense than the last time for the "Jiang Jin Jiu". "

Li Yumin watched Jiang Chen slowly put pen to paper on the live screen: "I wonder what Jiang Chen will write this time!"

Li Yumin felt like he was looking at a figure radiating light. With a wave of his hand, a mountain of gold fell into the mortal world...

Mr. Zhang: "I am also looking forward to it. This is the first work he has written on our live broadcast platform. After the live broadcast, you should promote it well."

Li Yumin: “Of course!”

Ended the call.

Li Yumin stared at Jiang Chen's brush seriously, and for a moment he forgot to pay attention to the number of online users that he cared about the most, which had exceeded 37 million and was slowly approaching 40 million.

And on the screen.

Jiang Chen's brush slowly fell on the paper, and a few words gradually appeared.

Inscription on the humble house!
Three words appear on paper like art.

Even someone like Li Yumin, who doesn't know much about calligraphy, was amazed by it. Every stroke was full of beauty.

It seems that every stroke, the distance between strokes, and the distance between characters have a kind of beauty, as if they have been carefully carved.

Li Yumin murmured in a low voice: "It seems that Jiang Chen's handwriting is more beautiful."

……

this moment!
All the audiences who were watching the live broadcast and understood calligraphy stood up in amazement.

Yan Yiqing, Yan Shouzhong, and Yan Ruyu, grandfather and grandson, all widened their eyes slightly.

Yan Yiqing and Yan Shouzhong, father and son, were both speechless.

Yan Ruyu said in a low voice with some uncertainty: "I feel as if Jiang Chen's calligraphy has improved again. Each of these characters seems to have reached an ultimate beauty. It should be comparable to the legendary calligraphy master Wang Youjun, right? Between the lines, there is no trace of any shortcomings or flaws. All you can see is a harmonious beauty."

Yan Yiqing regained consciousness, his face flushed, and he said in a trembling voice, "Yes, every word written by Jiang Chen has an extreme harmonious beauty. There is no flaw in every stroke and every line. This is exactly the realm of calligraphy of the legendary Wang Youjun."

"I have thought before that Jiang Chen would continue to improve and might be able to reach this level one day. But I didn't expect it to happen so quickly. In just over a month, he has gone from being a calligraphy master to reaching the legendary Wang Youjun's level. It's incredible, incredible..."

Yan Yiqing said as he took another step forward, his head almost glued to the live screen, wanting to see every stroke Jiang Chen wrote clearly, as well as every movement and detail of Jiang Chen's writing. He knew that as long as he learned a little bit from it, he would be able to cross the current threshold and enter the realm of a calligraphy master.

Yan Shouzhong took a deep breath, his eyes full of desire and disbelief.

This realm of calligraphy...

Thousands of years ago, only Wang Youjun had done it, and there were only five or six people who were close to Wang Youjun.

Unexpectedly, more than a thousand years later, in such an impetuous social environment, a second calligraphy master of the same level as Wang Youjun was born!

If someone had said this before, no one would have believed it, whether they knew calligraphy or not. No one would have believed that a calligraphy master like Wang Youjun would be born in this era.

……

at the same time.

At Kyoto University.

Huang Bo, Zhang Shuwen, Lin Shuang and a few others watched Jiang Chen's live broadcast together in the office.

At this time, several people stood up straight, moved closer to the live broadcast screen, and stretched their necks to see more clearly, because they couldn't believe what they saw.

Lin Shuang was the youngest and said softly, "Director Huang, Professor Zhang, am I seeing things or what? Why do I feel that every word Jiang Chen writes is perfect and impeccable? The legendary Wang Youjun is only like this, right?"

Zhang Shuwen said with certainty: "You are not mistaken, this is the legendary calligraphy realm of Wang Youjun! I can't believe that after not seeing it for seven days, Jiang Chen's calligraphy has surpassed this threshold that countless scholars have not crossed for more than a thousand years, and reached the calligraphy realm of Wang Youjun."

“Each of these words is unique.”

Huang Bo held his phone and sent a message to his father, Huang Wenqing, a master calligrapher, with trembling fingers: "Dad, have you watched Jiang Chen's live broadcast?"

Huang Wenqing replied: "I'm watching it. We are all very lucky to have witnessed the birth of the second calligraphy master at the level of a calligraphy saint! I want to go to Rongcheng again tomorrow to see if I can meet Jiang Chen."

Huang Bo asked with certainty: "Is there really a realm like Wang Youjun?"

Huang Wenqing: "Really? And I can see that Jiang Chen has not reached his limit yet. It is only a matter of time before he surpasses Wang Youjun and becomes the number one calligrapher in the past thousands of years. Your Beijing University has missed out on such a super genius, which may be the biggest loss since the founding of the university."

Huang Bo fell silent.

Indeed, it is a huge loss if such a super genius cannot be admitted to the school.

Because of Jiang Chen, many people have said that the Chinese Department of Sichuan University is comparable to the Chinese Department of Peking University.

This is the bonus of Jiang Chen’s fame.

At this time, Zhang Shuwen said firmly: "Old Huang, I will go to Rongcheng tomorrow."

Huang Bo was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed slightly. He didn't even bother to watch Jiang Chen's live broadcast. He looked at Zhang Shuwen: "Old Zhang, are you sure you want to go? You're not coming back?"

When they went to Sichuan University with Li Wenjun to attend the school anniversary, he noticed that when Li Wenjun stayed, Zhang Shuwen was hesitating and also wanted to stay in Sichuan University, so he returned to school as soon as possible after the school anniversary, fearing that if Zhang Shuwen had more contact with Sichuan University, he might really stay.

did not expect……

He still couldn't stop it from happening.

He also understood that no matter how long Zhang Shuwen had been in contact with people from Sichuan University, he would not be affected, but he would be greatly attracted to watching Jiang Chen's live broadcast.

Jiang Chen's calligraphy has now reached the level of Wang Youjun, and the attraction to calligraphy lovers is simply irresistible. Even he himself has an urge to settle in Sichuan University at this time, just to have the opportunity to communicate with Jiang Chen in the field of calligraphy and poetry in the future.

However, he had worked at Peking University for decades to achieve his current achievements and status, so he forced himself to suppress his impulse.

Zhang Shuwen said with certainty: "I've thought about it. Sorry, Lao Huang!"

Huang Bo sighed and continued to look at the words Jiang Chen wrote on the live screen: "Hey, it's okay, I understand you!"

They didn't even look at what the content was about, but just the artistic conception of the text itself made them unable to stop.

But at this time, Lin Shuang also whispered: "Director Huang, I want to go over too!"

Huang Bo was stunned for a moment, then he looked at Lin Shuang with wide eyes again: "You want to go too?"

Lin Shuang had to make great efforts to stay in the school. Now she wants to leave Peking University and go to Sichuan University?
If Lin Shuang wanted to go to Sichuan University, it would not be difficult at all. With her academic qualifications and fame, she would have been hired directly after applying.

Lin Shuang didn't dare to look into Huang Bo's eyes. She was Huang Bo's student and stayed in school with Huang Bo's help. Leaving now made her feel like she was betraying Huang Bo, but she really couldn't help it.

When Li Wenjun went to Sichuan University, she wanted to stay there, but thinking of Huang Bo's help, she resisted and chose to return to Beijing.

Now seeing Jiang Chen's calligraphy, she really couldn't help herself.

Thinking about being able to read Jiang Chen's Young China and his two nationally stunning authentic paintings every day at Sichuan University, as well as having the opportunity to see Jiang Chen's Song of Everlasting Sorrow and Song of Water Melody authentic works, and also having the opportunity to exchange calligraphy with Jiang Chen himself, she wished she could fly over right now.

Lin Shuang whispered: "Well, I want to go over there. Sorry, teacher!"

Huang Bo sighed and waved his hand: "It's okay, no need to be sorry, you guys go!"

Lin Shuang also breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the live broadcast screen again. Only then did she carefully read what Jiang Chen wrote, and her eyes flashed with amazement again: "Ode to the Humble House, it's really well written!"

Zhang Shuwen and Huang Bo only then noticed what Jiang Chen had written, and a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes again.

Great handwriting, and great content!

…………

this moment!
Shuimu University next to Peking University, Shuangxing University far away in Shanghai, Zhejiang University in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, Jiaotong University in Chang'an and other famous universities ranked among the top in the country, all have many teachers and students watching Jiang Chen's live broadcast at the same time. Many professors and students are astonished and amazed at this time, and they are very excited!
Like Zhang Shuwen and Lin Shuang, many people have begun to think about going to Sichuan University!
Many collectors who were watching the live broadcast were so excited that they wanted to throw their money at Jiang Chen right away.

Qin Hanming said excitedly: "This work will definitely be remembered through the ages. The calligraphy is no worse than Wang Youjun's! The article will be passed down through the ages. This work..."

He had an urge to spend all his money to buy it.

Li Zheng followed and recited softly.

"A deity makes a mountain, not its altitude."

"Water does not have to be deep."

"This is a humble house, but I am virtuous."

"The moss on the steps is green, and the grass is green in the curtains."

"There are great scholars in conversation and laughter, and no unlearned people among them."

"You can tune the zither and read the golden scriptures."

"No music to disturb the ears, no paperwork to tire the body."

"Zhuge Lu in Nanyang, Ziyun Pavilion in Western Shu."

"Confucius said: What is there to be ashamed of?"

Finish reading.

Li Zheng shouted excitedly: "Well written, very well written! Lao Qin, I want this work."

Qin Hanming was speechless after hearing this.

Li Zheng said this about every piece of work Jiang Chen wrote, and he wanted it.

He wants it too.

Who doesn't want that?

If you buy the original copy of this Humble Dwelling Inscription and hang it in your own study, your study will instantly become more upscale!
This work really touches the hearts of many low-key collectors.

Although they seldom show off their wealth in front of others, they are extremely proud in their hearts, just as it is written in this work: This is a humble room, but my virtue is fragrant.

A deity makes a mountain, not its altitude.

Water does not have to be deep!
……

There are great scholars talking and laughing, and there are no unlearned people among them...

These words were written in their hearts.

At this time, the number of people online in the live broadcast room directly reached 40 million.

The barrage of messages is endless.

"Awesome! This calligraphy, even an amateur like me is mesmerized by it, isn't it so beautiful?"

"It's so well written, Lao Jiang. You really didn't waste this week. I was stunned by the calligraphy."

"The content is also well written, and I am tempted to buy it."

"Old Jiang, why don't you draw a lottery and give it to us now? I'll give you the entire balance in my bank card as a reward."

"Lao Jiang, I am so excited watching this..."

“It’s really well written!”

"This is a humble house, but my virtue is fragrant! What you wrote is really great, but, Lao Jiang, are you sure this house is a humble house?"

"Artistic conception, artistic conception..."

There is also a constant flow of large reward information.

Jiang Chen slowly put down the brush.

Guo Haitao next to him had already stood up. Looking at Jiang Chen, he had an urge to kneel down and worship him.

Jiang Chen was clearly standing there, but in Guo Haitao's eyes, he seemed to be floating in the air, with an immortal air all over his body.

(End of this chapter)