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

Chapter 301 300. Linjiangxian, the rolling Yangtze River flows eastward!

The car stopped directly by the Yangtze River.

Many people nearby who were seeing Jiang Chen off, as well as fans who were watching the fun, gathered around, all wanting to take a closer look at Jiang Chen.

The tens of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room became even more excited, and the barrage of comments was dense.

"Here it comes, here it comes, finally here again, Lao Jiang is going to leave another masterpiece."

"Old Jiang, you have a preference for Jiangcheng! You've only been here for a short time, but you've written so many works? You've lived in Xiangnan for so long, but you haven't left many works behind."

"Old Jiang, if you like Jiang Chen so much, just stay. We will give you whatever you want."

"What is Lao Jiang going to do?"

"Old Jiang......"

……

There were too many people on the road, and the staff who were maintaining order around them quickly took action, blocking the crowd outside Jiang Chen's car to prevent everyone from getting too close.

They did not drive Jiang Chen away, and asked him to leave quickly so that traffic could be restored quickly.

Because they are all locals of Jiangcheng, they naturally hope that Jiang Chen can leave more masterpieces that will be passed down through the ages and add heritage to this city. They, the locals, are also proud of it.

"Old Jiang, please stay!"

"Old Jiang, don't go..."

"Lao Jiang, since you love me, don't leave."

"Old Jiang, Jiangcheng welcomes you!"

"Old Jiang..."

……

Shouts were heard all around, and many fans of Jiangcheng were still trying their best to keep Jiang Chen.

but.

Jiang Chen got out of the car. He didn't look at the people around him. He just looked at the Yangtze River in front of him and said to Han Qing behind him, "Xiao Qingzi, did you bring a pen and ink?"

Han Qing immediately replied: "Of course I did."

After saying that, Han Qing took down the backpack that she had brought down earlier, which contained writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Yan Ruyu, Li Wenjun, Wang Fei, Chen Xiaojia and others behind quickly took the table from the car, put it together, and placed it neatly by the river for Jiang Chen to use.

The pens, ink, paper and inkstone were quickly and neatly placed on the table. Yan Ruyu quickly took the center position again and ground ink for Jiang Chen. She just stared at Jiang Chen without even glancing at the densely packed crowd around her, as if the people around her didn't exist.

Li Wenjun, Wang Fei, Han Qing, Sophia, Chen Xiaojia and others also gathered around Jiang Chen, wanting to protect him and separate him from the people around him to prevent them from disturbing him.

Chen Xiaojia also turned around and made a quiet gesture to the people around her, indicating that everyone should keep quiet and not disturb Jiang Chen.

Hundreds or even thousands of people gathered around, and they all listened to Chen Xiaojia's advice and stopped making any noise, for fear of disturbing Jiang Chen's inspiration.

Each of them knew that every painting and every poem written by Jiang Chen was a masterpiece that would be passed down through the ages. If they were influenced by them and Jiang Chen stopped writing, then they would be sinners.

Moreover, being able to witness the birth of a masterpiece on the spot, they are also qualified to brag to their other friends.

The number of people online in the live broadcast room has reached 70 million.

Li Yumin and his deputy stood in the office, staring at the live broadcast screen nervously. They didn't know what they were nervous about, and their eyes were full of anticipation.

People are not only looking forward to the works written by Jiang Chen, but also looking forward to whether Jiang Chen will suddenly give out another work for lottery. The benefits that will be brought to the DouYue platform will be huge.

Far away in Chengdu.

Inside an exhibition hall of Sichuan University.

Yan Yiqing, Yan Shouzhong, Zhang Shuwen, Lin Shuang and more than a dozen other people were still gathered here, appreciating and discussing Jiang Chen's works, and watching Jiang Chen's live broadcast. At this time, they saw Jiang Chen stopped by the Yangtze River again, with the desk, pen, ink, paper and inkstone all ready. They all gathered in front of the live broadcast screen, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes were staring at Jiang Chen.

The original copies of several works written by Jiang Chen in Xiangbei have been sent here. The escort fee is as high as millions. They gathered here today just to appreciate these works.

Looking at Jiang Chen standing by the Yangtze River at this moment, he was inspired again, and felt a little envious and speechless.

As masters in the cultural field, they have all created many works. When they were young, they visited famous mountains and rivers and had seen the Yangtze River countless times.

but……

Among the dozen or so people among them, not one has ever written a masterpiece worthy of being passed down through the ages.

However, Jiang Chen wrote several poems on the bank of the Yangtze River, each of which is worthy of being passed down through the ages. He also wrote calligraphy on the bank of the Yangtze River that surpassed Wang Youjun's, proving his status as the greatest calligrapher of all time in China.

At this moment, they feel that every time they watch Jiang Chen’s live broadcast, they are witnessing the birth of history. They may also benefit from Jiang Chen and be written into the history books together.

Zhang Shuwen said softly: "Jiang Chen's inspiration is so enviable. Although the Yangtze River looks majestic, I also wrote some works in Xiangbei and Jinling, but they can only be regarded as doggerel. It is really too difficult to write a good work."

The others nodded after hearing this.

As geniuses and masters in the field of traditional culture, who among them did not dream of becoming a great writer when he was young?
but……

When they really started to try to create, they realized how valuable the works of the top writers in history were.

They don't even have the ability and talent to write other people's ordinary works, let alone those masterpieces.

Therefore, the shock that Jiang Chen brought to them by writing so many masterpieces worthy of being passed down through the ages in one breath on the Yangtze River was unimaginable.

Not to mention the Lang Tao Sha written by Jiang Chen on the banks of the Huangpu River and the Mu Jiang Yin written in Jinling, which are also masterpieces worthy of being passed down through the ages.

Jiang Chen was seen standing by the Yangtze River. He slowly picked up the brush, dipped it in ink from the inkstone, and then picked up the brush and wrote on the white paper. Each stroke appeared on the paper like flowing water, which was pleasing to the eye.

Hundreds or even thousands of people around did not dare to make any sound. The loudest sounds were the heavy breathing and the hum of boats on the river.

The number of people online in the live broadcast room has reached 75 million.

A large number of fans heard that Jiang Chen had started writing works on the bank of the Yangtze River again, and they all ran into the live broadcast room to witness this moment. At the same time, many fans also fantasized that when Jiang Chen finished writing, he might give it to the audience in the live broadcast room when he was in a good mood, and then have another round of lucky draws.

Wang Shiping broadcasts live every day, and the changes in his spirit and life are visible to every viewer. Who doesn't want to be the next Wang Shiping and change his destiny?

Therefore, the live broadcast room quickly became more lively, and the number of online people was still increasing rapidly.

Jiang Chen's brush was seen moving quickly.

The words appeared on the paper one by one.

"Linjiang Immortal!"

Many people feel a breath of immortal air coming towards them when they see this tune. Many people are familiar with this tune, but when combined with Jiang Chen's current state and the extraordinary aura in calligraphy, there is a sense of mutual benefit, making the words become ethereal, as if they will leave the paper and fly into the sky at any time.

When Li Wenjun, Qin Xuerong, Yan Ruyu and others saw this tune, they were even more excited. They thought that Jiang Chen was suddenly inspired to write the Linjiangxian tune when he saw the Yangtze River.

The three words "Linjiangxian" perfectly fit the scene of Jiang Chen standing by the Yangtze River and writing calligraphy.

The excellent works of Linjiangxian handed down by the ancients are almost all about the Yangtze River or the Yellow River.

That’s why there is the Linjiangxian tune. Jiang Chen’s brush strokes never pause, as if each word is connected to the next one, but in fact they are not, giving people a sense of harmonious beauty of fusion.

At the same time, there is a majestic atmosphere brewing in it.

"the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero."

"Success and failure turn empty."

"Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns."

"The white-haired fisherman and woodcutter on the river bank are used to watching the autumn moon and the spring breeze."

"A pot of turbid wine brings happiness to each other."

"How many things in the past and present are all in the joke."

Lines of text appeared one by one under Jiang Chen's pen, and each word carried a heavy sense of history, as if one could see from it the heroes in history, rising and falling in the long river of time.

Just like the Yangtze River that has been rolling by for who knows how many years, every wave is inconspicuous in it and will quickly disappear to be replaced by the waves behind it.

The same is true for a hero in history. They are all geniuses and trendsetters of the time at the time, but they are quickly replaced and submerged in the long river of time, and can only become a laughing stock for future generations.

Just like everyone can talk about a few historical figures and international situations at this time.

When Jiang Chen finished writing, the number of people online in the live broadcast room had reached more than 80 million, and the dense barrage of comments was full of praise.

"Well, it's so well written. I felt a heavy feeling after reading it."

"Old Jiang, do you want to draw a lottery?"

"Old Jiang, wouldn't it be a shame not to give such a good work to the fans?"

"Lao Jiang has a lot more feelings about history after coming to Xiangbei. The song Nian Nu Jiao and the song Lin Jiang Xian complement each other. It is so well written."

"Lao Jiang, wuwuwu, begging for a lottery draw..."

"Old Jiang......"

……

What many viewers are most looking forward to is naturally Jiang Chen giving away this work through a lottery.

Unfortunately.

Jiang Chen didn't say anything. After he finished writing, he put down the brush, turned around and walked back to the car, sat down in his seat, closed his eyes slightly to rest, feeling a little tired.

Although the work was ready in his mind and only needed to be copied, he also wanted to write it perfectly. Every word was written with his concentrated energy and at his peak calligraphy state.

That is why every word of his is so stunning, and the artistic beauty presented in the original works is also extremely perfect. Looking at the works gives you a shocking feeling of understanding the artistic conception.

Therefore, each of Jiang Chen's works can be compared with the masterpieces of the top artists in history.

Those top artists usually practice a lot. Only when they are suddenly inspired and start to create, will they seriously concentrate on creating with the best state and skills. The works they practiced in daily life will be several levels lower.

However, Jiang Chen did not have an exercise book, only a representative work.

Every piece of work he wrote was a work he put his all into.

Therefore, every time he writes, his calligraphy will improve.

Naturally, he will be more tired.

Han Qing gave Yan Ruyu a look, signaling Yan Ruyu and the others to pack up the things. After Yan Ruyu nodded in understanding, Han Qing quickly followed Jiang Chen into the car and handed Jiang Chen the water cup: "Drink some water and then take a nap. I'll call you when we get to Xiangnan."

The live camera also followed Han Qing into the car, facing Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen closed his eyes slightly and shook his head gently at Han Qing, indicating that he didn't need to drink water, he just wanted to close his eyes and take a nap.

The number of viewers in the live broadcast room has reached 90 million, and the growth rate is still very fast. Because everyone is looking forward to Jiang Chen's lottery, they don't want to miss it and all come in.

Seeing Jiang Chen looking so tired, the barrage of comments flashed.

"I feel sorry for Lao Jiang."

"It's heartbreaking to see Old Jiang like this."

"No wonder Jiang's handwriting is so beautiful and his works are so amazing. He consumes so much energy every time and feels so tired after finishing. It's awesome."

"Old Jiang wants to sleep, everyone please keep your voice down."

"Old Jiang, please ask quietly, when will the lucky draw be held? I really like this Linjiangxian song."

"Old Jiang..."

……

Yan Ruyu, Li Wenjun, Qin Xuerong and others quickly put away the desk and the writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone. Of course, Jiang Chen's work could not be put away immediately, as the ink was not dry yet, so they could only take it carefully into the car.

Chen Xiaojia was good at communication, and he immediately shouted to the people around him: "Brothers and sisters, please disperse. Lao Jiang has finished writing, and everyone has finished reading. We have to go back to southern Hunan early, so everyone should busy themselves with their own things. Thank you for your support for Lao Jiang, thank you very much..."

After Chen Xiaojia finished speaking, he smiled apologetically at the staff responsible for maintaining order and said, "Uncle, I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

Although the uncle was a little tired, he smiled and said, "It's okay. We are all fans of Jiang Chen and we like his works very much. It is our honor to witness Jiang Chen write a masterpiece in our hometown. Don't worry, we will clear the traffic and restore order immediately."

Chen Xiaojia smiled apologetically to the uncle, waved to the people around him, and bowed slightly, winning the favor of almost everyone. Then he got into the car and closed the door.

The car started quickly, and with the help of the staff, it slowly headed towards Shonan.

The surrounding vehicles and passers-by also quickly began to leave the place according to the instructions.

Shouts were heard again on the road.

"Take care, Mr. Jiang."

"Lao Jiang, come and play again next time."

"Lao Jiang, I miss you even before you leave."

"Lao Jiang..."

……

Jiang Chen opened his eyes slightly, waved gently to the densely packed crowd outside, and then closed his eyes again.

Han Qing also waved to the live camera as a farewell, and then went offline.

The more than 90 million viewers in the live broadcast room were disappointed.

Jiang Chen did not mention the lottery.

Obviously, many people don't have the opportunity to realize their fantasies for the time being.

(End of this chapter)