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

Chapter 75 74. The grand prize of the tenth day of self-discipline! Stop the car, I want to write something!

The sales growth of the previous works has gradually stabilized. Jiang Chen no longer cares about it. What he cares most about is the sales figures of the new songs.

In the past, you only uploaded it for about an hour and the sales volume exceeded 84,000.

How much can you get in a day?
Jiang Chen didn’t know, but it was definitely higher than the works released before.

It’s not that "You in the Past" is better than the previously released works, but because when he sang this song, he was at the peak of his popularity. The number of people online in the live broadcast room alone reached more than 150,000, plus the tens of thousands of people on the scene, even some people on the scene were in the live broadcast room.

But it is certain that the number of people who heard Jiang Chen sing this song for the first time was at least 170,000 or 180,000!

By this calculation, more than 84,000 people paid to download the game within an hour, which is not an outrageous number.

After quitting Penguin Music, time was running out. Jiang Chen watched a Broken Sword Contest without a Broken Sword, then muted his phone and closed his eyes to sleep on time.

Jiang Chen slept soundly that night, but also woke up early.

I woke up at around five o'clock, closed my eyes and dozed off for a while, but by six o'clock I was no longer sleepy.

Thinking about leaving the Magic City and embarking on the long journey he had always wanted, Jiang Chen would be lying if he said he wasn't excited.

open one's eyes.

Jiang Chen first started to check yesterday's self-discipline rewards as usual.

The tenth day of self-discipline is also a milestone of some size. I wonder if the system will give me better rewards?

Lines of system messages are waiting to be viewed. It looks like there is a lot to contain, and I am full of expectations.

“The tenth day of self-discipline, the beginning of perfection!”

"Obtain a song from a parallel world."

"Obtain a song from a parallel world."

"Obtain an ancient poem from a parallel world."

"Obtain an ancient poem from a parallel world."

"Get a talent."

"Experience gained: 500."

Seeing those lines of prompts and numerous rewards, Jiang Chen sat up in surprise and took a closer look at the information!

Besides songs and poems, is there something different?

talent?

What is it?
Jiang Chen was puzzled, but he did not check it immediately. Instead, he checked it from top to bottom, line by line.

Two songs, accepted one by one.

Songs of Mudanjiang and Xi'an people, all the information of the two songs quickly became Jiang Chen's memory. After receiving them, a trace of thought flashed in Jiang Chen's eyes. These two songs are works with obvious regional characteristics. They sound catchy and very nice, but they have geographical restrictions and the audience groups will also be limited.

After accepting two songs, Jiang Chen also accepted ancient poems.

Ancient poetry. This was the first time that Jiang Chen obtained an ancient poetry work, a poem of Lang Tao Sha Ling. The ancient poetry about the gurgling rain outside the window became Jiang Chen's memory. Jiang Chen couldn't help but close his eyes and savor it for a while before he opened his eyes in amazement!
"Are the ancient poems from the parallel world so amazing?"

Jiang Chen couldn't help but mutter to himself in a low voice.

This was obviously a level better than all the ancient poems he had memorized in full. He felt that the author was the last emperor. This poem was a remembrance of the country he once owned. The whole person was living in a dream, not knowing whether it was true or false.

While reading it, Jiang Chen couldn't help but get goose bumps all over his body. It was truly amazing. The beauty of Chinese characters and culture were all reflected in it.

Jiang Chen savored this poem for several minutes before he gradually let it go and accepted the ancient poem.

"Join the Army", an ancient poem with obvious Tang Dynasty frontier poetry style, appeared in Jiang Chen's memory. Reading it made Jiang Chen feel his blood boiling. This is the grand style unique to the Tang Dynasty. Every literati and poet has a dream of expanding new territory.

This frontier poem is obviously much better than the ones Jiang Chen had learned before.

Jiang Chen was pleasantly surprised, and was full of anticipation for getting more good works from parallel worlds in the future. He wished he could travel to another world immediately to take a good look at the cultural life of that world. He wondered if people in the other world lived better, perhaps without 996?

After calming down, Jiang Chen looked at the reward that appeared for the first time - talent!
accept!

"Get the gift, iron lung, elementary."

A talent, Iron Lung, appears on the character panel, but it is only at the elementary level.

Iron Lung (Basic): Slightly increases lung capacity.

When Jiang Chen saw the introduction information of this talent, a gleam of surprise appeared in his eyes.

This is really good stuff.

The lungs can be said to be one of the core organs of the human body, and are called the two major engines of the body along with the heart.

The most direct effect of improving lung capacity is to increase breathing efficiency, which can improve physical functions and athletic ability, and has a significant improvement on aerobic exercises such as running and swimming.

Jiang Chen estimated that he could now run 5,000 meters in one breath without panting.

Mom doesn’t have to worry about his physical education class anymore!

At the same time, Jiang Chen knew that lung capacity could also significantly improve singing.

With sufficient lung capacity, you can release more breath at once when singing, making your voice more impactful and richer, with fewer breaths, which can also make your breath steadier and your voice more stable.

Jiang Chen had heard of the title of Iron Lung Queen before. She was a veteran queen from Hong Kong Island, famous for her deep and long singing voice. She was also the ceiling of the Chinese music scene at the time.

only!

Jiang Chen's iron lung talent is only at the elementary level. It is impossible for him to achieve the same singing skills as the iron lung queen.

Fortunately, this iron lung talent can be upgraded.

Jiang Chen checked the system instructions and found that if he wanted to upgrade his talent, he could not use experience points, but talent points!
But until now, he had never seen talent points, and it was the first time he knew about the existence of system rewards such as talent and talent points.

"I can only slowly grind for rewards in the future. Sooner or later I will be able to obtain talent points and upgrade this talent."

Jiang Chen thought firmly in his heart.

The iron lung gift would give him a good body, which was something he was determined to obtain.

Jiang Chen continued to save the last 500 experience points for future use.

After receiving the grand prize on the tenth day, Jiang Chen got up contentedly and started washing up in the morning!

After washing up, I packed my luggage again and went out. I didn't see Han Qing, but I could hear some noise in Han Qing's room. She must be packing as well!
In less than two minutes, Han Qing came out. Her hair was still a little damp and she smelled a fragrant scent. She had obviously just taken a shower. Her face was completely natural, her skin was white and rosy, without any flaws, and her eyes were watery. When she saw Jiang Chen was waiting, she immediately apologized, "Oh, I'm a little late today. Sorry, boss!"

Jiang Chen smiled and said, "It's okay, I got up a little early. Let's go and have breakfast!"

Han Qing: "Okay, let's go and have breakfast. Sister Yuexi just sent me a message saying that they have also woken up. After eating, they will pack their things and then come to pick us up."

Jiang Chen: "Sure, don't rush. When you go out to play, you should have a playful attitude. Don't rush. Take it easy. Go wherever you can. There's no need to rush."

Han Qing blinked playfully: "Okay, boss!"

The two went downstairs to have breakfast and then went to the park to join the morning of the gods.

Jiang Chen clearly felt a difference during this exercise, which was much more obvious than the last time when he increased his agility by 0.1.

The improvement in his lung capacity made any exercise he did feel much easier.

He can now do ten pull-ups at a time on the horizontal bar, and each breath he takes is more sufficient, giving him greater burst and confidence.

I can do 17 or 18 parallel bars at a time.

I can do more than thirty push-ups at a time.

Sit-ups, forty in one breath!
When running, Jiang Chen seemed most at ease. Each step was much easier, and his breathing was as if he was taking a leisurely stroll in the garden. He ran 5,000 meters in one breath without blushing or panting. If he continued, he felt that he could even run 10,000 meters.

Han Qing ran for a while and felt a little tired. She handed the water cup to Jiang Chen and said in surprise: "Boss, you have improved a lot. You are much better than yesterday."

Jiang Chen took the cup of water handed over by Han Qing and took a big sip of water: "Not bad, I've persisted for so many days, there must be some progress, otherwise I won't be able to do it like them when I get old."

Jiang Chen looked at the gods over there.

The old man with dark and muscular body grabbed the horizontal bar with one hand and pulled it up easily.

An old lady has already run more than 10,000 meters and is still running at a constant speed.

The three old men threw stone locks weighing more than ten or twenty kilograms to each other, making "hmm" and "ha" sounds.

An old man was wielding his nunchakus with great vigor, and the bat muscles on his back were terrifying.

……

Han Qing looked at these godlike grandpas and aunts, stuck out her tongue, and said softly: "I definitely can't do it. When I get old, I can just dance and take a walk."

After a quick exercise, the two returned to the rental house, took another quick shower, tidied up their things, locked the door, and placed the key in the place designated by the landlord.

The two began to move the luggage outside!
Jiang Chen only had two or three suitcases, which were empty. If he wasn't a little nostalgic, a lot of things could have been thrown away directly, and one suitcase would have been enough for the trip.

Han Qing had a lot of stuff. She had only been in Shanghai for over a year, and many of her things were brought from home. She was reluctant to throw them away, so she wanted to take them all with her!

Ok!

After a while, Pu Yuexi, Chen Xiaojia, Li Wen, and Wang Jing arrived in two cars and came up to help the two carry their luggage.

Pu Yuexi, Chen Xiaojia, Li Wen, and Wang Jing were all wearing simple casual clothes, and they all looked relaxed and excited.

"I'm here to help you."

"I'm finally setting off. My dream since childhood has been to travel around the country."

"Let's go, let's go, let's go!"

"Xiao Qingzi, you're not going back to the Magic City? Why are you cleaning so clean?"

"I don't want to come back. I'm Jiang Chen's employee now. I'll just follow the boss. Wherever the boss goes, I'll go."

"Hehe, just employees?"

"Of course!"

"Jiang Chen, do you still need employees? We are also looking for jobs."

"I can't afford to support you!"

"Tch, don't believe it!"

"Jiang Chen, you are biased."

A few people chatted and joked as they loaded things into the car one by one.

Both cars are large. One is a seven-seater SUV with a large space and the back row can be used as a double bed; the other is a business car with plenty of space for things and is relatively comfortable, making it suitable for long-distance travel.

Jiang Chen and Han Qing chose an SUV and loaded their luggage in the back.

The luggage of Pu Yuexi and other three people were placed at the back of the business car!
All done.

set off!

Chen Xiaojia sat in the business and co-pilot seats and stuck her head out to Che Jiangchen and Han Qing and shouted excitedly: "Let's go, let's go, let's go..."

Jiang Chen was driving the car, Han Qing was sitting in the passenger seat, and waved happily to Chen Xiaojia.

Pu Yuexi drove first and headed directly north.

No one said where we were going, just head north and stop wherever we wanted.

At this time, it started to rain outside the window, hitting the car window, making a crisp sound.

Jiang Chen's phone rang. It was Zhang Li calling.

Jiang Chen answered the call: "Morning, Manager Zhang!"

Zhang Li was still staying at the hotel in Shanghai. She stood at the large French window, looking at the light rain outside, and asked, "Jiang Chen, have you set off yet?"

Jiang Chen: "Well, I just started driving. I'm driving now."

Zhang Li: "I see you guys didn't start the show today."

Jiang Chen: "Well, I'll open it later."

Zhang Li: "How is the contract going?"

Jiang Chen: "I took a quick look and there's nothing wrong with it!"

Zhang Li: "Then sign it?"

Jiang Chen: “Sure!”

Zhang Li breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Jiang Chen didn't sign the contract, she couldn't feel at ease. Now she finally got a positive answer from Jiang Chen. She smiled and said, "That's great. We will be partners from now on. Just sign on the way and send it to me. That will be considered as completing the contract. Remember to complete the backstage information. The money for the live broadcast in the past two days has not been settled to you yet."

Jiang Chen: "Okay, I'll ask Han Qing to help me later."

Zhang Li heard Jiang Chen trust Han Qing so much, and a strange look flashed in her eyes: "Okay, then I'll wait for you to start broadcasting. I want to see your poems and distant places."

Jiang Chen: "Haha, it's really nothing. I just follow my heart to see the scenery along the way. It doesn't matter what scenery I see. What's important is the relaxed mood of letting go of everything."

Zhang Li: "Yeah, but unfortunately I can't let go of everything like you, so I can't leave either."

Jiang Chen: "Everyone has their own aspirations. You have also achieved a successful career."

Zhang Li: “Maybe!”

After confirming the contract and chatting for a while, Jiang Chen hung up the phone, handed the phone to Han Qing and said, "Han Qing, help me complete the information on the Penguin Live platform. My bank card and ID card are in my bag, you can look for them yourself."

Han Qing smiled sweetly: "Okay, leave it to me!"

Han Qing immediately took out Jiang Chen's ID card and bank card information and began to complete the information. It was done in less than two minutes.

"Jiang Chen, should we start broadcasting now? Our Penguin Live account has over 2 million followers, and our Weibo account has 500,000 followers overnight. Many people are asking why we didn't broadcast this morning."

Han Qing sat in the passenger seat and looked at Jiang Chen and asked. Jiang Chen looked at the drizzle outside the window and the Magic City in the rain, and felt a little touched. He nodded and said, "You are my live broadcast assistant. If you think it's okay, then broadcast it."

Han Qing immediately picked up her phone, placed it on the stand, and started Penguin Live: "Then I'll start the broadcast, you just focus on driving."

Jiang Chen hummed, his expression slightly serious.

Han Qing started a live broadcast and watched as more than 10,000 people suddenly flooded into the live broadcast room. She said, "Hello everyone, we are leaving with Jiang Chen and are now on our way out of the Magic City."

More than 10,000 people in the live broadcast room immediately sent out dense barrages of comments, and reward messages also began to appear.

Han Qing quickly said, "It's best if everyone doesn't give any tips. Jiang Chen doesn't like too many people giving tips."

"Let's go. Old Jiang looks pretty handsome when driving."

"It's raining in the Magic City. I feel a little sad when I think about Lao Jiang leaving."

"Old Jiang, please drive carefully on the road."

"Lao Jiang doesn't like rewards? I like rewards."

"Old Jiang, can I still hear you singing?"

"Lao Jiang, when will you publish new works?"

"Old Jiang, the people of Shanghai will miss you."

"With a beautiful woman by his side, Lao Jiang is not alone on the journey."

……

The first people to flock into the live broadcast room at this time were all fans who truly liked and supported Jiang Chen, so basically all the messages they sent were blessings.

More and more viewers quickly flocked into the live broadcast room, and within a few minutes, more than 30,000 people watched Jiang Chen drive off online.

Zhang Li was also standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the hotel, watching Jiang Chen's live broadcast with her mobile phone. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that even though it was an outdoor live broadcast, the number of people online in Jiang Chen's live broadcast room quickly exceeded 30,000, and was still increasing rapidly. She immediately called Mr. Yang to confirm the contract with Jiang Chen.

"Jiang Chen has agreed to sign the contract. When the time comes, the contract will be sent to the company headquarters, and the contract will be signed! I promised Jiang Chen that his income from each live broadcast and the head fee we promised will be paid immediately after the live broadcast ends that day!"

Zhang Li reported.

Mr. Yang said in a positive tone: "No problem. I hope he can get as much head money as possible. We don't care about money, we only care about traffic. Signing a contract for 20 games is still a little too little."

Zhang Li: "If there are more, Jiang Chen might not agree. Now our platform can recommend and divert traffic to his live broadcast room on a large scale."

Mr. Yang: "Yes, I know. I will apply to the headquarters for full platform recommendation and diversion."

The full-platform traffic diversion applied to the headquarters involves the traffic diversion of the entire Penguin Group. The traffic of the entire Penguin Group is no less than that of DouYue.

This is also the recommendation that Mr. Yang would only apply for after Jiang Chen is sure to sign the contract.

Otherwise, if they gave the largest traffic to Jiang Chen and Jiang Chen turned around and ran away, then they would have been helping Jiang Chen to attract traffic in vain and would have lost a lot of traffic.

However, since only 20 games have been signed, Mr. Yang is still a little worried.

If Jiang Chen continues to be popular, there is still a risk of him being poached after the 20 live broadcasts. If he is signed by other platforms, then their recommendations and traffic during this period will be wasted. The group headquarters will then lose confidence and may even abandon the entire live broadcast platform.

Penguin Live has been developing for several years, but it is still half-dead. Although the Penguin Group is not short of money, it does not want to waste money on a hopeless business. If Penguin Live does not show development potential, the group headquarters may really give up in the near future.

The signing of Jiang Chen this time is a gamble and attempt by Mr. Yang and Zhang Li. They hope that Jiang Chen can increase the traffic of the platform and let the headquarters see the hope and future of Penguin Live.

Zhang Li: "Boss Yang, DouYue will have a hard time competing with us. They won't easily loosen up the restrictions on live broadcast time, so it's impossible for them to sign Jiang Chen. Jiang Chen doesn't care about money, but freedom, and we are the only ones on the Internet who can give him this freedom!"

Mr. Yang: “I hope so.”

hang up the phone.

Zhang Li looked at the live broadcast room again and saw that the number of people online in Jiang Chen's live broadcast room had exceeded 50,000, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

There are more than 50,000 people online during this period of time, and this is without any traffic diversion from the platform. This is not only unique on the Penguin Live platform, but also in the entire Internet.

And in another office building in Shanghai.

After receiving the reminder from Penguin Live that Jiang Chen had started broadcasting, Li Yumin immediately entered Jiang Chen’s live broadcast room to watch Jiang Chen’s live broadcast.

Seeing that Jiang Chen really set off, just driving without saying a word, more than 50,000 people flocked to the live broadcast room in a short period of time, making Li Yumin regret not offering a higher contract to sign Jiang Chen yesterday.

Although, Jiang Chen said it’s not about money.

However, in Li Yumin's view, it is a matter of money. If his price is high enough, no matter who it is, they will fall under the charm of money.

During this period of low traffic, even among all the live broadcasters on DouYue, the maximum number of online users is only about 40,000, and this is also due to the traffic diversion effect of the DouYue platform. However, Jiang Chen can reach 50,000 online users on the Penguin platform.

If Jiang Chen was using DouYue at this time, with the support of the DouYue platform, he could easily make over 100,000, or even over 100,000.

"Jiang Chen may have signed a contract with Penguin. Let's see the results of these 20 live broadcasts. If Jiang Chen's popularity remains stable, or even has the potential to rise, then I will really pay a sky-high price next time. I don't believe that money can't buy him. If you can't buy him, it means you don't have enough money!"

Li Yumin believes in the power of money.

……

Cultural Street!
Wang Zhenhua came to Qin Hanming's place to drink tea. He stood in front of the poem "Minnong" hanging on the wall with a teacup in his hand. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He said with admiration: "Such a work, such calligraphy, can be said to be unique in this era. Old Qin, I think you made a fortune. You exchanged the four treasures of the study, a seal, and a box of ink for a unique work of this era. It is definitely a good deal. There will definitely be a lot of room for appreciation in the future."

Lao Qin also said with a smile on his face: "Hahaha, you can't calculate whether it's a profit or a loss. You can only say whether you like it or not!"

He doesn't care about money, he only cares about whether the thing is good and whether he likes it.

Wang Zhenhua: "Do you like it?"

Qin Hanming laughed and said, "Of course I like it!"

Wang Zhenhua: "I like it too. How about lending it to me to take home and look at for a few days, copy a copy, and then return it to you?"

Qin Hanming shook his head: "No! I can borrow other paintings, but not this one. This morning, an old friend came to see it and wanted to borrow it, but I refused. Later, he offered three million to buy it, but I still refused."

Wang Zhenhua was shocked and widened his eyes: "Three million to buy Xiao Jiang's work?"

Qin Hanming nodded and said seriously: "Yes, you know him too!"

Wang Zhenhua: “Who?”

Qin Hanming: "Lao Li, Li Ming, your calligraphy association's president Li's elder brother!"

Wang Zhenhua understood immediately that it was Li Hui's elder brother who often donated to the calligraphy association and was a local capitalist in Shanghai: "It's Old Li, so he is very rich. But he offered three million to buy the work that Xiao Jiang just wrote yesterday. It's incredible!"

Qin Hanming: "So you think Xiao Jiang's work is not worth three million?"

Wang Zhenhua was stunned for a moment, then thought for a while and fell silent.

Because, purely in terms of calligraphy level, Jiang Chen's work is already at the level of a great calligrapher. This level of calligraphy is already top-notch in the country. The prices of works by every other great calligrapher are not low, the cheapest ones are around 100,000, and the expensive representative works can cost one or two million.

Coupled with the blessing of Jiang Chen's original five-character poem "Mercy for the Farmers", three million is not too expensive. If it is sold publicly at a price of three million, there will be no shortage of buyers.

He just said that Qin Hanming made a profit by exchanging the things he used for Jiang Chen's work. The total value of Qin Hanming's things was one or two million, so he also conceded in his heart that Jiang Chen's work was worth more than two million.

only……

He always felt that it was the value of the future, not the present.

After all, Jiang Chen is only in his twenties or thirties, and this work was just written yesterday. He has no fame in the calligraphy and Chinese studies circles.

The value of a work of art is never simply determined by its level of craftsmanship, but rather by the artist's experience and accumulated fame.

Wang Zhenhua suddenly said, "By the way, Xiao Jiang left Shanghai today, right? I wonder if he started the live broadcast."

Qin Hanming's eyes lit up: "Then quickly check Xiao Jiang's live broadcast to see if he has left the Magic City!"

Wang Zhenhua: “I don’t know how to watch his live broadcast.”

Qin Hanming: "I don't know either..."

The two looked at each other speechless.

Yesterday, Su Haijun started a live broadcast and they watched it together. They usually don’t like to watch videos and live broadcasts on their phones, so they don’t know how to operate it.

Coincidentally, He Xianzhang and Su Haijun walked in from outside the door at this time.

Wang Zhenhua quickly shouted: "Haijun, come quickly, come quickly, help us open Jiang Chen's live broadcast room, let's take a look at Xiao Jiang's live broadcast to see if he has left the Magic City!"

Su Haijun was stunned for a moment, and then he became interested, because he liked Jiang Chen's music very much, and secondly, he also liked Jiang Chen's calligraphy, which was his lifelong goal. He immediately said, "Okay, I want to see it too!"

He Xianzhang did not stop him. He brought Su Haijun here to say goodbye to Qin Hanming. They would return to Suzhou in the afternoon.

Su Haijun immediately used Wang Zhenhua's mobile phone to teach Wang Zhenhua and Qin Hanming how to watch Jiang Chen's live broadcast on Penguin Live. However, they did not have Penguin Live on their mobile phones, so they could only download one immediately, then register an account, log in, and then follow Jiang Chen's account.

"Okay, Mr. Wang, Mr. Qin, I have installed the Jiang Chen follow button on your phones, so you can click on it and watch Jiang Chen in the future. If he broadcasts live, I have set up a reminder for you to watch the show. You will receive a message and can watch it right away."

Su Haijun warned the two of them.

Wang Zhenhua: "Thank you Haijun, this is my first time doing live streaming. Let's take a look at Xiaojiang's live streaming!"

Su Haijun opened Jiang Chen's live broadcast room with his mobile phone. Seeing that there were already more than 60,000 people online in Jiang Chen's live broadcast room, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes. Then he fixed the phone on the table and said with a smile: "Jiang Chen is driving seriously. It's raining outside the car, and there are so many people watching him drive."

Qin Hanming looked at the painting of the peasants on the wall again and said with some regret: "Alas, Old Jiang is really gone!"

Wang Zhenhua also felt a little regretful.

He Xianzhang didn't care. After all, he was not from Shanghai and didn't have much interaction with Jiang Chen.

And this time.

They saw that Jiang Chen, who had been driving seriously in the live broadcast room, suddenly stopped his car by the Huangpu River, and Pu Yuexi, who was walking in front, also stopped his car.

Han Qing, who was holding the live broadcast phone, asked: "Jiang Chen, why did you stop?"

The live camera was facing Jiang Chen. Everyone watching the live broadcast could clearly see that Jiang Chen was looking at the Huangpu River outside with some sadness on his face. Then, without saying a word, he adjusted the position of the car and pulled over to the side, opened the door and got out. He stood by the Huangpu River, looking at the rolling Huangpu River. The drizzle hit the surface of the river, making a rustling sound.

The skyscrapers of Shanghai are vaguely visible in the rain, like mountains shrouded in clouds and mist.

Han Qing was holding the live streaming phone and standing beside Jiang Chen with an umbrella, her pretty face full of concern.

Pu Yuexi, Chen Xiaojia, Wang Jing and Li Wen, who were in the car in front, also got out and walked over holding umbrellas.

Just as Chen Xiaojia was about to speak, Han Qing shook her head slightly at her. Chen Xiaojia immediately shut up and came to Jiang Chen and Han Qing together with Pu Yuexi and the other two. They looked at the surface of the Huangpu River and the blurry skyscrapers in the distance.

Jiang Chen suddenly said, "I want to write something."

Han Qing was stunned for a moment, and didn't pay attention for a moment. Plus there was the sound of rain, so she didn't hear clearly. She approached Jiang Chen and asked, "Jiang Chen, what did you say?"

Jiang Chen took a deep breath and smelled the girlish scent of Han Qing. He suppressed his emotions and said seriously, "I want to write something!"

Han Qing understood now and immediately said, "Okay, wait for me."

After saying that, Han Qing fixed the mobile phone holder to the side, and then called Pu Yuexi and the other three: "Sister Yuexi, come over and help."

Pu Yuexi, Chen Xiaojia, Li Wen, and Wang Jing all went over to help immediately, only to see that Han Qing had loaded a lot of practical things into the car.

It was a large parasol that could cover a large area when opened, and it was more than enough for them and Jiang Chen to stand under it together.

There is also a thick wooden board and a bracket, which together make a practical desk.

Umbrella, desk set up!

Han Qing quickly took out the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone that Jiang Chen had gotten from Qin Hanming, spread the fine rice paper on the table, pressed it down with a paperweight, and then placed the brush and inkstone on it. She began to grind ink with Su Mo, and she did the whole thing smoothly.

Han Qing learned this from watching videos on the Internet these past two days. She thought Jiang Chen's calligraphy was so good, and he would definitely need her to do this in the future, so she studied it specifically so that she could help Jiang Chen when he was writing. She didn't expect to use it so soon.

Pu Yuexi and the others were extremely surprised. They didn't expect that Han Qing had prepared so much for Jiang Chen.

At this time, the live broadcast room was filled with dense barrages of comments.

"Is Lao Jiang going to write?"

"The young lady prepared the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone for Lao Jiang so quickly. I'm so envious!"

"Woo woo woo, I also want a fairy sister like this to help me."

"I'm about to leave the Magic City. I want to write a letter to say goodbye to the Magic City?"

"Lao Jiang's handwriting is really amazing."

"Lao Jiang's calligraphy has reached the level of a great calligrapher."

"Let me give you some basic information about the current levels of calligraphy. The most basic level is calligraphers, then famous calligraphers, and then great calligraphers. There are only about a dozen or twenty famous calligraphers in the country. As for the more powerful masters, there have been no new masters since the last one passed away more than a decade ago."

“The Chinese calligraphy world has also withered.”

"Lao Jiang's handwriting is extremely rare in the country."

……

In the Baomo shop, Qin Hanming, Wang Zhenhua, He Xianzhang, and Su Haijun all stood up and watched Jiang Chen's live broadcast. None of them had expected that Jiang Chen would suddenly stop on the road and write by the Huangpu River.

Qin Hanming said with emotion: "Old Jiang is also a sentimental person. He may have to leave Shanghai, but he is still reluctant to leave. He wants to write something to bid farewell to Shanghai."

Wang Zhenhua, He Xianzhang, and Su Haijun all nodded in agreement.

……

Jiang Chen was still standing by the river, stroking the railing of the Huangpu River gently, feeling complicated when he thought that he might never come back.

Pu Yuexi, Chen Xiaojia, Wang Jing, and Li Wen who were standing nearby all thought that Jiang Chen might be in the midst of some kind of inspiration burst, so they didn't make any noise to disturb him. They just watched quietly with umbrellas, their eyes full of nervousness and expectation.

Han Qing ground the ink clumsily and shouted to Jiang Chen, "Jiang Chen, it's done!"

Jiang Chen nodded, turned and walked to the desk, picked up the brush, looked at the paper in front of him, then lightly dipped the brush in ink. He did not start writing immediately, but closed his eyes slightly, allowing the emotions in his heart to accumulate and brew, trying to see if he could inject his emotions into his handwriting.

This is the direction of calligraphy he has been trying, incorporating his emotions into calligraphy to make every word come alive.

After closing his eyes for more than ten seconds, Jiang Chen suddenly opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)