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

Chapter 83 82. people are watching a poem about the dusk river! Jiang Chen wants to write something again?
Jiang Chen did not start the live broadcast this afternoon, and many viewers and fans who are used to watching Jiang Chen’s live broadcast every day were looking forward to it.

Han Qing quickly ran into the cabin and took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone before starting the live broadcast. She fixed her phone on the deck and let it sway gently with the deck.

As soon as the live broadcast room opened, it was instantly flooded with viewers who had been waiting for a long time.

In an instant, thirty to forty thousand people entered the live broadcast room, and then thousands of people came in every second.

"Lao Jiang is not broadcasting today?"

"Old Jiang is going back to Suzhou, and the people of Suzhou welcome him."

"Lao Jiang has never been to Suzhou. He is not going back to Suzhou. He just went there to play for a day and then left. Lao Jiang's next stop is Shanghai. Shanghai is Lao Jiang's home."

"The people of Yangzhou miss Lao Jiang for the third day."

"The people of Jinling miss the first day of Lao Jiang."

"I've been listening to the brother who sleeps on the upper bunk and you all day, and every time I hear it I feel like crying. Old Jiang, you're so mean."

"Is this on a boat? On the Yangtze River?"

"Where is Lao Jiang going by boat?"

“Take a boat down the river to Suzhou? That’s awesome!”

……

No one answered the questions raised by the audience in the live broadcast room.

Because Jiang Chen was standing on the edge of the fence looking at the Yangtze River with a serious expression.

After Han Qing fixed her phone, she began to help Jiang Chen set up the table and took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Seeing this, Qin Xuerong quickly came over to help.

She often helped her grandfather Qin Hanming organize pens, ink, paper and inkstone at home, so she was very skilled, even more skilled than Han Qing, and helped in an orderly manner.

Pu Yuexi, Chen Xiaojia and others were standing nearby watching; they knew nothing about these stationery matters and did not go up to help, fearing that they would only make matters worse.

When the audience in the live broadcast room saw Qin Xuerong suddenly appear on the screen, they were all amazed and impressed.

"Another fairy sister? How many fairy sisters does Lao Jiang want to attract?"

"Wow, what a charming fairy sister."

"Hush, keep your voice down. This is our university teacher! The youngest professor in Shuangxing. Please be careful with your words."

"Um... Professor Binary? So young? So beautiful?"

"A student from Shuangxing is telling you, it's true. She is the youngest and most beautiful professor in the Chinese Department. After graduating from Shuangxing's master's and doctoral programs, she stayed on to teach at the school. She is amazing."

"Then I'll shut up and not dare to speak."

"But, Professor Shuangxing is helping Lao Jiang? Is Lao Jiang so impressive?"

"Old Jiang is standing there posing?"

"I guess Lao Jiang is going to write something again. Doesn't this scene look very similar to the one when Lao Jiang wrote the poem Lang Tao Sha Ling by the Huangpu River?"

"Fuck, is Lao Jiang going to write something again?"

"Sit on the little bench!"

……

Zhang Li was still in the hotel room and did not leave with Jiang Chen. She couldn't bring herself to ask as it would be too presumptuous and abrupt. She decided to just follow Jiang Chen's route. She could see Jiang Chen anytime if the company needed her, so it could be considered a funded trip.

At this time, Zhang Li was also watching Jiang Chen's live broadcast. She saw that the number of people in the live broadcast room reached more than 80,000 after just over a minute of broadcasting. It was so stable that it was terrifying. The fan stickiness was also terrifyingly high. She was very much looking forward to what Jiang Chen was going to do.

At the scene, the speed of the cruise ship also slowed down a bit, and it was very stable on the river, as if it was walking on flat ground.

Qin Hanming, He Xianzhang, Wang Zhenhua, Li Hui, and Su Haijun all stood behind their live-streaming phones and watched quietly. They didn't want to appear on camera and just wanted to be an audience.

Han Qing and Qin Xuerong set up the table and set up the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone.

Then, just as Han Qing was about to grind the ink, Qin Xuerong smiled softly and said, "Let me do it. I often grind ink for my grandfather when I was a child."

Han Qing was stunned for a moment and glanced at Qin Xuerong. She was a little wary in her heart, but she still gave up her seat. After all, the other person seemed to be more professional. She had only learned it for a few days and had only practiced it once or twice.

Qin Xuerong stood beside the table, slowly grinding ink in the inkstone. Her movements were slow and graceful, almost blending with the river surface outside under the setting sun, full of poetic and picturesque beauty.

Han Qing gently came to Jiang Chen's side, followed Jiang Chen's gaze to look at the river, and suddenly felt a little touched.

Because the river view under the sunset was so beautiful, she felt like writing something to express it, but ink was limited and she didn't know what to write. A bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. If she had to express it, it would probably be: Damn, it's so beautiful!

This might be the difference between herself and the genius. Han Qing gently reminded him, "Jiang Chen, get ready."

Jiang Chen nodded and said "hmm", but did not turn around to paint immediately. Instead, he continued to stand by the river and enjoy the river view.

Qin Hanming, Wang Zhenhua and the others did not make any noise to urge him. They just watched quietly, trying to reduce their presence as much as possible, for fear of affecting Jiang Chen's thinking and inspiration.

Qin Xuerong, who was grinding the ink, also maintained an elegant movement and ground the ink gently. From time to time, she looked up at Jiang Chen's back with a hint of expectation in her eyes.

They knew that Jiang Chen must have been moved by the river scenery and wanted to write something, and he might be constantly thinking and brewing emotions at this moment.

After all, no work emerges suddenly.

Maybe I suddenly get inspiration when I see a scene or a person, and then I continue to dig deeper into this inspiration where it breaks out, and keep thinking about words in my mind according to the inspiration. When I have thought it through and the work is formed, I will start writing.

Of course, it is also possible that the inspiration is interrupted and I cannot come up with a complete work, so I can only leave behind a few words to be preserved as accumulation for the future.

Qin Xuerong has written a lot of such fragments in her notebook, which are all her insights from some things or people and things she has seen since she was a child.

Therefore, no one here would urge Jiang Chen.

Even though Jiang Chen read it for a while, he suddenly said he didn't want to write anymore.

Qin Hanming, Qin Xuerong, Wang Zhenhua, Li Hui, He Xianzhang, and Su Haijun would not mind or say anything about it, because this is the norm for most literati.

Otherwise, if every writer could write a work with a little inspiration, the number of works handed down from generation to generation over the past thousand years should have increased at least tenfold, and the current contemporary literary world would not be so withered and decadent.

Only a very small number of people can turn what they think into works!
but.

Jiang Chen is obviously one of the very few.

Jiang Chen slowly turned around, glanced at Qin Hanming and the others, saw Qin Xuerong grinding ink for him, nodded to Qin Xuerong, and then walked step by step to the table.

Han Qing followed Jiang Chen quietly, without making any sound, just watching quietly.

Qin Hanming, Wang Zhenhua, He Xianzhang, Li Hui, and Su Haijun all ignored the existence of the live camera and quietly came to the desk, wanting to watch Jiang Chen write up close, not wanting to miss such a rare opportunity.

Qin Xuerong, who was grinding ink, was not as calm as before. There was a hint of shyness and anticipation in his expression.

This was the first time she ground ink for someone other than herself and her grandfather, and she felt like a beautiful woman adding fragrance to her life.

Jiang Chen did not say anything. He just slowly picked up the brush, dipped it in the inkstone, and then put the brush on the white paper and slowly began to write.

Qin Xuerong, Qin Hanming, Wang Zhenhua and the others around him stretched their necks and stared at Jiang Chen's brush.

Han Qing took the phone in her hand and looked at Jiang Chen's hand and brush at close range!
The live broadcast room was filled with numerous comments and reward messages.

Jiang Chen's hand was seen slowly writing stroke by stroke on the white paper.

Song of the Dusk River.

Three words appeared.

The eyes of Qin Xuerong, Qin Hanming, He Xianzhang, Wang Zhenhua, Li Hui, and Su Haijun all lit up slightly, but at the same time there was also a hint of disappointment.

Because, the calligraphy level displayed by these three words "Jiang Chen", although slightly higher than that of the calligraphy master He Xianzhang, has not really reached the master's level.

It is half as bad as the last time Jiang Chen wrote the calligraphy of Lang Tao Sha Ling by the Huangpu River.

but!

even so.

Jiang Chen's calligraphy was rare at that time.

After all, China has not had a calligraphy master for more than ten years.

As a great calligrapher, he has already reached the ceiling level in today's calligraphy world.

Jiang Chen's calligraphy is even better than that of senior calligraphers like He Xianzhang. Now in the entire Chinese calligraphy field, there are really few people who can compare with Jiang Chen.

This is touching the edge of becoming a calligraphy master, but not yet truly reaching the realm of a master.

This is just a small step, but it has held back all the great calligraphers in China for many years, leaving the Chinese calligraphy world without a master to this day.

He Xianzhang, Wang Zhenhua and others watched Jiang Chen live broadcast the calligraphy of Lang Tao Sha Ling by the Huangpu River last time, and thought that Jiang Chen had already reached the level of a master. This time they wanted to take Jiang Chen to Suzhou to participate in an event, and they also wanted to promote Jiang Chen and publicize that China's calligraphy world once again has a master calligrapher.

pity!

Now it seems that Jiang Chen's extraordinary performance by the Huangpu River may have been a temporary one.

Jiang Chen's actual calligraphy level is still a little short of the master level.

but!

They weren't too disappointed.

because.

Jiang Chen is still young.

Moreover, Jiang Chen has already written the Lang Tao Sha Ling at the master level, so if he pursues that master feeling in the future, he will truly step into the master realm sooner or later.

It can be said that Jiang Chen has now reserved the realm and title of calligraphy master, it just depends on how long it will take.

After complex emotions flashed through the minds of several people, they once again looked at the words written by Jiang Chen attentively, wanting to see what kind of work Jiang Chen would write.

Song of the Dusk River!
After seeing the title, several people couldn't help but look back at the Yangtze River illuminated by the sunset. Half of it was illuminated by the sunset, and the other half had begun to dim.

It is indeed very artistic.

However, they are unable to write about such a mood, and are unable to perfectly express the feelings in their hearts through words.

Jiang Chen's brush moved quickly, and words appeared one by one.

"A ray of setting sun spreads across the water,"

"Half of the river is rustling, and half of the river is red."

"Poor September third night,"

"The dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow."

An ancient seven-character poem comes to life on the paper.

Qin Xuerong stared at the words on the paper with wide eyes, and a hint of enjoyment flashed across her pretty face. In her opinion, reading such works was really a pleasure.

In particular, this was a work that was just written on the spot, and the verses were almost perfectly integrated with the river view outside.

Qin Xuerong looked at the other side of the sky, and sure enough, there was a faint crescent moon hanging there. However, the sunset had not yet set and the sunlight was still relatively bright, so the crescent moon was not obvious and one had to look carefully to see it.

After Jiang Chen finished writing, he slowly put down his brush, looked up at Qin Xuerong who was grinding ink, smiled and nodded gently: "Thank you!"

Qin Xuerong smiled and said, "You're welcome. It's my honor. This poem is really well written. It's been a long time since I saw such a poem."

Jiang Chen smiled faintly.

Qin Hanming also recited with a little excitement: "A ray of setting sun spreads across the water, half of the river is rustling and the other half is red. What a pity, the third night of September, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow!"

"Good, good, good, well written!"

Wang Zhenhua said: "This poem is not inferior even if it is placed among the 300 Tang poems."

He Xianzhang nodded: "It is indeed a good poem. It has been a long time since such a good poem appeared."

Han Qing, Pu Yuexi and others also had smiles on their faces.

The number of viewers in the live broadcast room has exceeded 110,000, and the barrage is filled with various praises.

"This is the difference between me and Lao Jiang. I can only say, 'Fuck, that's beautiful!' Lao Jiang can write a poem about it."

"The more I read this poem, the more meaningful it becomes. It is really a good poem."

"There hasn't been a good poem like this in hundreds of years."

"Hundreds of years? It hasn't appeared for at least three hundred years!"

"This is why I go into Lao Jiang's live studio first thing every day, because I don't know when Lao Jiang will give us a surprise!"

"Only here in Lao Jiang's live studio can you see such works in the entire Internet and even in all the live broadcast rooms around the world."

"With one song, Lang Tao Sha Ling, and one song, Mu Jiang Yin, Jiang directly challenged the Chinese literary world. Is there anything wrong with that?"

"The Chinese literary world is not about poetry and couplets, but about the ways of the world..."

"This is Lao Jiang's world, they are all big bosses!"

"Today is really the third day of the ninth lunar month. Double Ninth Festival is coming soon. Old Jiang is awesome."

……

Everyone in the live broadcast room was very excited, and many people felt that watching Jiang Chen’s live broadcast was a kind of grand experience.

Because the songs Jiang Chen sings here are all good songs that he originally created, and the works he writes here are all ancient poems that are masterpieces that will be passed down through the ages.

Even if you look at it over a thousand years, it will never lose its class.

It can’t be seen anywhere else.

but.

In fact, most people still prefer the song Lang Tao Sha Ling.

Because Langtaosha has more words, it feels better to read, and more words can create a better artistic conception.

This is also one of the reasons why Song Dynasty Ci became popular.

Ci can contain more words, which is simpler than the more concise poems. However, with more words, it can also express more emotions and artistic conception.

Also, the ancient lyrics are actually like today’s pop music. Most of them are songs from the imperial court, so they follow the rhythm of music and are easy to read and remember like singing.

Therefore, after graduation, many modern students can still recite some classic Song Dynasty poems, but they have forgotten and cannot remember many of the ancient poems they have memorized.

This is because Song Ci follows the rhythm of level and oblique tones, making it easier to recite, more profound in artistic conception, and more memorable.

However, for those who truly understand literature, they actually like poetry more.

Because writing a poem is more difficult than writing a lyric!

The classic five-character and seven-character poems that have been passed down through the ages are all representatives of short and powerful poems. Every word is a masterpiece that has been continuously refined. It can be said that every word is a pearl, and every word is irreplaceable, so it is called a quatrain. When some ancient literati wrote poems, they might have to think for several years because they were entangled in the choice of one or two words, and then they could choose the best words and the works could take shape.

obviously.

This is the poem "Song of the Dusk River" written by Jiang Chen.

In the eyes of Qin Xuerong, Qin Hanming, Wang Zhenhua, He Xianzhang and Su Haijun, there was nothing to complain about. Every word was just right and perfect in their eyes.

In their minds, the difficulty of this poem was no less than that of the Langtaosha Ling written by Jiang Chen.

Qin Hanming said quickly, "Old Jiang, take out your painting Lang Tao Sha Ling and let us see it. I'll ask Xue Rong to frame the two paintings together for you now."

Qin Xuerong smiled beside him: "Okay, I'll go get the things now."

She had already brought all the materials and tools needed for mounting, just in preparation for mounting the original copy of Lang Tao Sha Ling. However, she did not expect that Jiang Chen suddenly wrote a poem Mu Jiang Yin on the spur of the moment, and her heart was filled with surprise.

After hearing what Qin Hanming said, Jiang Chen smiled and said to Han Qing, "Xiao Qingzi, go and get me the Lang Tao Sha Order."

Han Qing nodded, fixed the mobile phone that was still live streaming on the stand, and then followed Qin Xuerong to get the things.

Many viewers in the live broadcast room were also looking forward to it.

"Wow, I can see the original version of Lang Tao Sha Ling again. I've been wanting to see it for a long time."

"I wrote a Lang Tao Sha Ling myself and look at it every day, but it's still not as good as Lao Jiang's original work."

"I don't realize I am just a guest in a dream, I indulge in pleasure for a moment. The flowing water and falling flowers are like the passing of spring, heaven and earth! I still get goose bumps when I read it now, this poem is so exciting."

"Lao Jiang, are you selling this painting of Lang Tao Sha Ling He?"

……

The number of people online in the live broadcast room is still slowly increasing, and there are already 120,000 people online.

Jiang Chen didn't pay attention to the live camera, but chatted with Qin Hanming and others.

Knowing that Qin Hanming fainted due to excitement watching him write the Langtaosha Order live and was discharged from the hospital yesterday, he widened his eyes in surprise.

"Lao Qin, you must take good care of yourself. Don't let anything happen to you because of me. I will never be able to sleep again."

Jiang Chen gave a warning.

Qin Hanming shook his head and said, "If I die because of watching such a work, then I will die without regrets. Don't worry about me, I can still watch it."

At this time, Han Qing came out with a backpack, followed by Qin Xuerong who was also holding a package.

Han Qing carefully took out the Langtaosha Order and slowly spread it on the table.

Qin Hanming, Wang Zhenhua, Li Hui, He Xianzhang, Su Haijun, and Qin Xuerong all gathered around the table and surrounded it. Jiang Chen, Han Qing, and Pu Yuexi were unable to get close.

Several people were almost glued to the paper, reading every word of the Lang Tao Sha Order.

Qin Xuerong recited softly: "Outside the curtain, the rain is trickling, and the autumn is fading. The silk fur cannot stand the cold at five o'clock in the morning. In the dream, I don't know that I am a guest, and I am greedy for a while. Don't lean on the railing alone, the endless mountains and rivers, the flowing water and the falling flowers, the spring is gone, the heaven and the earth!"

“It’s so well written that I’m always surprised every time I read it.”

Even though Qin Xuerong is a professor of Chinese, he is not immune to the common saying and likes the Lang Tao Sha Ling even more. It is so poetic to read.

He Xianzhang looked at each word and said, "Xiao Jiang must have been too focused when he wrote this calligraphy, so the artistic conception of his calligraphy has made a breakthrough. The more he wrote, the richer the artistic conception, and the more it resembles a master. The words in the last two sentences are completely the work of a master. Xiao Jiang, I dare to conclude that within five years, you will definitely reach the realm of a true master."

“I look forward to that day.”

He Xianzhang's tone was full of anticipation, and he looked at Jiang Chen with admiration.

He dreams of another calligraphy master appearing in China to prove that the Chinese calligraphy tradition has not been interrupted.

because.

There is still a calligraphy master in the island country, so people in the calligraphy circle of the island country have been belittling the Chinese calligraphy circle in recent years, saying that there are no more calligraphy masters in China, and that the Chinese calligraphy tradition has been broken. The true Chinese calligraphy tradition is in the island country, not in China!
This has made many people in the Chinese calligraphy community feel resentful, but they are unable to effectively refute it, because the Chinese calligraphy community has indeed not had a calligraphy master for more than ten years, and there is a lack of young people in the calligraphy community.

Su Haijun has been practicing calligraphy very hard over the past decade because he wants to make early progress and become a calligraphy master one day so that he can personally refute the calligraphy community in his island country. However, his talent is limited, and he is only at the level of a famous calligrapher so far. He still has one step to go before he can become a master. There are still two major realms between him and a master, and it is certain that he will never become a master in this lifetime.

He Xianzhang practiced calligraphy very hard in the past few years, but it was still difficult to make progress. In addition, as he was getting older, he gradually gave up in the past two years and placed his hopes on the younger generation.

However, it is an indisputable fact that the Chinese calligraphy world is declining. There are very few people in the younger generation who concentrate on practicing calligraphy, and even fewer who are talented. The probability of producing a master is also extremely low.

He Xianzhang didn't see much hope in the younger generation of calligraphers and was somewhat depressed.

did not expect……

Jiang Chen suddenly appeared.

Brought hope to He Xianzhang.

Now I have seen with my own eyes the original work of Jiang Chen, the Lang Tao Sha Ling.

He Xianzhang directly concluded that Jiang Chen would become a master within five years.

In the calligraphy world, this is already a very high evaluation and a very fast speed.

In another five years, Jiang Chen will only be 35 years old.

There are only a few masters of calligraphy at the age of 35 in the entire history of Chinese calligraphy!

Qin Hanming, Wang Zhenhua, and Li Hui were all a little excited after hearing He Xianzhang's evaluation of Jiang Chen. They also hoped that a calligraphy master would appear soon in the calligraphy world.

Among them, He Xianzhang had the highest level of calligraphy, so naturally his words were the most authoritative.

He Xianzhang said that Jiang Chen would become a master within five years, and they all believed that Jiang Chen could do it.

Wang Zhenhua patted Jiang Chen on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Jiang, when you become a calligraphy master, I will give you a great gift."

Qin Hanming smiled and said, "When the time comes, you can pick whatever you want from my store and move everything away. I can even give you the store directly."

Jiang Chen shook his head and smiled: "Thank you, thank you, it's too early to talk about this now."

Qin Hanming's store is worth at least hundreds of millions, Jiang Chen doesn't dare to take it.

He Xianzhang looked at Jiang Chen and said seriously, "As long as you don't slack off, what I said will come true. Your calligraphy already has the qualities of a master."

Jiang Chen: "Thank you Mr. He for your appreciation."

Qin Hanming said softly, "Old Jiang, can you hang these two paintings in my shop first? You can take them away next time you come to Shanghai. It's not convenient for you to carry such paintings and calligraphy with you on your trip. If they are damaged by accident, we will be sad."

Qin Hanming spoke in a low voice because he lacked confidence.

After all, these two works are rare masterpieces throughout the ages. Coupled with Jiang Chen's calligraphy level, they have extremely high collection value in contemporary times.

It is absolutely impossible for an ordinary person to hand it over to others casually.

In fact, he and Jiang Chen had only known each other for a few days, so it was really too abrupt for him to directly ask to borrow such a work.

However, Qin Xuerong, Wang Zhenhua and others looked at Jiang Chen expectantly. If this work could be kept in Qin Hanming's shop, they would definitely go to see it every day.

Many comments also flashed across the barrage in the live broadcast room.

"Old Jiang, don't give it to me, sell it to me, sell it to me, you name a price, I won't bargain!"

"Old Jiang, will he become a master in five years? As far as I know, there hasn't been a calligraphy master in China for more than a decade. Is Old Jiang going to become the first calligraphy master? The value of his works will be much higher."

"Lao Jiang promised him that his works would stay in Shanghai, and Lao Jiang would return to Shanghai sooner or later..."

"Lao Jiang..."

……

Jiang Chen looked at Qin Hanming and thought for a while.

Qin Hanming was so nervous that sweat broke out on his forehead. He was not so nervous when he first fell in love when he was young.

After a few seconds, Jiang Chen said softly: "Okay, it's really inconvenient for me to carry it on the road, so I'll just hang it in your store, Lao Qin. But, Lao Qin, you have to protect it and don't damage it."

Qin Hanming's face flushed with excitement, and he shouted, "It won't be damaged even if I die. If it is damaged at all, I will compensate you with my property!"

Qin Hanming, even when he was old, was still so fond of this type of traditional Chinese cultural heritage that he was willing to risk his entire fortune on it.

Wang Zhenhua, Li Hui, Qin Xuerong and others all smiled and began to think about going back to take a closer look at these two works.

Jiang Chen shook his head: "There's no need to say this, Lao Qin, I believe you."

After saying that, Jiang Chen looked at Qin Xuerong and said, "Sorry to bother you again."

Qin Xuerong was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and said in a panic, "No trouble, no trouble."

Not daring to look at Jiang Chen, Qin Xuerong hurriedly opened her bag and took out the prepared things inside, and began to frame the two works. Looking at the original Lang Tao Sha Ling, her heart was filled with joy and satisfaction.

If I can keep it in my grandfather's shop, can I take it to school to give lectures?
Qin Xuerong was looking forward to it.

She wanted to talk about Jiang Chen's work in class. If she could bring Jiang Chen's original work to class, the effect of the lecture would be better.

She is a perfectionist and tries to do things to the best of her ability.

However, Han Qing, Pu Yuexi and others pouted, feeling somewhat unhappy.

Each of them likes Jiang Chen's works very much.

They wanted to keep Jiang Chen's works with them.

However, they thought about it and knew that what Qin Hanming said was true. They were driving on a bumpy road all the way, and it was indeed inconvenient to carry such a precious masterpiece. What if the car overturned? What if the work was damaged? What if it was hit by another car on the road? In that case, it would not only be damaged, but the work might be lost.

These are all risks.

So, they didn't speak.

It is indeed safer to keep it in Qin Hanming's store in Shanghai.

Moreover, they also believed that Qin Hanming would not have embezzled these two works.

After all, there are so many witnesses here, and the live broadcast is still on, with hundreds of thousands of people seeing and hearing it.

Many viewers from Shanghai were delighted during the live broadcast.

"Hahaha, I told you that Lao Jiang would come back to Shanghai!"

"I will go to Baomo Cultural Street next week to see if I can see the original Langtaoshaling by Lao Jiang."

"Let's go together and wait for the day when Lao Jiang returns to the Magic City."

"By the way, this professor from Twin Star University is really very elegant."

“Does this university professor have a Weibo or DouYo account?”

"Professor Qin doesn't use Weibo or DouYue. Although she is young and beautiful, she is very traditional."

"Haruko-chan is younger and prettier."

"Have you forgotten about the black-haired Xiaojia?"

……

The number of people online in the live broadcast room is still growing slowly, but the growth rate is already extremely slow.

Jiang Chen looked at Qin Xuerong carefully mounting the two works. After watching for a while and seeing that she was very professional, he stopped watching and turned around to stand by the river and look at the scenery on both sides.

Looking at the wide river, I feel refreshed and relaxed.

This is the purpose of traveling, to make you feel better and enjoy pleasure.

Otherwise, traveling is meaningless.

Qin Hanming, He Xianzhang, and Wang Zhenhua came over and stood side by side with Jiang Chen on the boat, looking at the scenery of Jinling and chatting together.

"That's the ancient city from five hundred years ago. It was the capital at that time."

"Look, the towers are still there, with mahogany and black tiles. They have been restored by the government. I participated in the restoration when I was young."

"Later, the capital was moved to the north, and this place became empty."

He Xianzhang sighed: "Over the past few hundred years, several dynasties have changed, and we have experienced a lot of hardships. Now our lives are better, but many things of our ancestors have been lost."

He Xianzhang was still worried about the Chinese calligraphy community, and his hopes were placed on Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen looked at those ancient buildings seriously and listened to He Xianzhang's words. Suddenly, he had an idea and turned to Han Qing and said, "Xiao Qingzi, brush and ink!"

Han Qing was carefully watching the process and details of Qin Xuerong mounting the two works. She wanted to learn this craft so that she could mount the works for Jiang Chen herself in the future without having to trouble others. This had special meaning to her.

She learned whatever Jiang Chen needed.

At this moment, she suddenly heard Jiang Chen's voice, and immediately stood up and looked at Jiang Chen, not sure if she had heard it wrong.

Qin Xuerong also stood up and looked at Jiang Chen in confusion. She also felt that she seemed to hear Jiang Chen's voice.

He Xianzhang, Qin Hanming, and Wang Zhenhua, who were standing next to Jiang Chen, heard it most clearly and knew that Jiang Chen had indeed spoken.

and so.

Qin Hanming turned to Qin Xuerong and Han Qing and said, "Hurry up, get your pen, ink, paper and inkstone ready. Old Jiang wants to write something again."

amount……

Want to write something again?

Han Qing, Qin Xuerong, Pu Yuexi and others were all stunned, and then surprised.

Many viewers in the live broadcast room were just looking at the river view and immersing themselves in traveling in Jinling. Unexpectedly, Jiang Chen suddenly wanted to write something again?

The live broadcast room instantly became extremely lively!

"Has Old Jiang got inspiration again?"

"Old Jiang's inspiration is like diabetes insipidus, isn't it amazing? He just wrote a poem "Midnight River Song" and here comes another one? The Yangtze River has too many inspirations!"

"Old Jiang has so many inspirations in Jinling?"

"I want to go to Jinling too!"

"Which boat is Lao Jiang on? Is there any vacant seat? I want to get on board..."

"It's a feast for the eyes today. I can watch Lao Jiang write his works live again."

……

Han Qing and Qin Xuerong quickly cleaned up the table and put pen, ink, paper and inkstone on it again.

Then, Qin Xuerong personally ground ink for Jiang Chen again. Han Qing didn't say anything, but stood beside Han Qing and watched Han Qing's movements and rhythm of grinding the ink.

All pairs of eyes looked towards Jiang Chen.

(End of this chapter)