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

Chapter 84 83. Yu Meiren amazed people! Xiao Qingzi, do you still have the pen and ink?
Under the gaze of everyone, Jiang Chen turned his back to them, looked at the Yangtze River, and tapped lightly on the fence with his fingers, making a crisp sound with a certain melody that sounded very pleasant.

Everyone behind him was silent, not making any sound to disturb Jiang Chen, allowing Jiang Chen to stand there and think.

Qin Xuerong ground the ink gently, looked at Jiang Chen, then at the two works of Jiang Chen next to him, feeling a little unreal, not knowing whether what was happening in front of him was real or a dream. He remembered a sentence on the paper next to him - I don't know that I am just a guest in the dream, and I enjoy myself for a while.

Masterpieces such as Mu Jiang Yin and Lang Tao Sha Ling have not appeared in China for at least three or four hundred years.

And the more modern it is, the less likely it is that such works will appear.

Because modern culture is completely different from ancient culture.

In the past hundred years of modern times, many scholars have studied ancient poetry, but no one has been able to write one or two poems that can be compared with the masterpieces of all time. Only some classic vernacular works have emerged, such as novels, essays, modern poems, etc.

Nowadays, the pace of life is faster, and the information we receive every day is more and more complicated, so it is even more impossible to focus on studying a certain field. Therefore, it is even more impossible to write such highly accomplished ancient poetry works.

Even in the fields of prose, novels, modern poetry, etc., which are the areas that modern writers are best at, there are no good works.

It’s like there hasn’t been a calligraphy master in more than ten years.

If this pace of life continues, it will be like there have been no masterpieces for hundreds of years. There may no longer be any calligraphy masters in the future. Calligraphy masters will only exist in the records of classics and in history.

And now, the appearance of Jiang Chen has broken the cognition of Qin Xuerong and other professionals in the circle!

Jiang Chen not only practiced calligraphy to the level of a master, but also wrote the amazing Lang Tao Sha Ling and Mu Jiang Yin.

And the poem "Mercy for Farmers" that I wrote in Qin Hanming's shop last time!

Qin Xuerong's sense of unreality comes from the fact that the works written by Jiang Chen should not appear in this era at all and are incompatible with modern information culture.

If you say these works were created by a great writer thousands of years ago, no one would doubt it.

When things that shouldn’t appear suddenly appear in the world, there will be a sense of unreality.

but.

At this time.

Jiang Chen turned around and slowly walked to the table.

Qin Xuerong quickly put his thoughts aside and concentrated on grinding the ink.

Qin Hanming, Wang Zhenhua, He Xianzhang, Li Hui, and Su Haijun all came to the table inconspicuously, stretched their necks and stared at Jiang Chen and the rice paper on the table with wide eyes.

Han Qing, Pu Yuexi and the others had no place to get closer, so they could only stand a little further outside.

The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't see clearly, so Han Qing could only pick up her phone and point it at Jiang Chen through the gap. Only then could the audience in the live broadcast room see Jiang Chen and the brush in his hand clearly.

Jiang Chen picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and slowly placed it on the rice paper.

Each stroke of the pen is as vigorous as a dragon, yet extremely steady.

Qin Xuerong carefully watched every movement of Jiang Chen's writing, thinking in her heart, wanting to learn something from it. Her calligraphy level was similar to Su Haijun's, which was considered outstanding talent, but compared with Jiang Chen, a 30-year-old calligraphy master, she was far behind.

Three words appeared on the white paper.

poppy!
When several people saw it, their eyes fixed, and they immediately knew that this was the name of a ci tune.

However, even some of them, like Qin Xuerong, who graduated with a Ph.D. in Chinese and is now a professor at a prestigious university, only know the origin of this tune and the approximate word count requirement, but cannot immediately figure out the detailed tonal format of this tune.

This is why it is impossible for modern times to produce poetry or lyrics that will become masterpieces of all time!

The barrage of comments also flashed quickly in the live broadcast room.

"It's a poem, titled Yu Meiren."

"I like the lyrics written by Lao Jiang. I personally think that Lang Tao Sha Ling surpasses several Song Dynasty lyrics in the textbook. I look forward to Lao Jiang's Yu Mei Ren."

"Yu Meiren, what a beautiful name for a tune."

"Lao Jiang's inspiration is unconstrained. He was writing poetry just now, and suddenly he started writing lyrics. I can only say that it's amazing."

"Who knows the format of Yu Meiren's ci tune?"

"The devil knows..."

……

Qin Hanming, Wang Zhenhua and others looked even more expectant.

Because they also like Jiang Chen's song Lang Tao Sha Ling more, so they are more looking forward to Jiang Chen's lyrics.

The brush in Jiang Chen's hand did not stop, and beautiful calligraphy characters appeared on the rice paper.

He Xianzhang's eyes were filled with solemnity, and there was even a hint of shock and disbelief in his eyes!

because……

He could see that Jiang Chen's handwriting this time had improved a little compared to when he wrote Mu Jiang Yin just now, and there was a hint of artistic conception incorporated into it.

This once again demonstrates the artistic conception of the master.

This made him feel incredible.

Perhaps, Jiang Chen doesn't need five years to reach the master level, but it is possible at any time.

Perhaps, tomorrow Jiang Chen will be able to truly become a master of calligraphy.

"When is Chunhuaqiuyue? How much do you know?"

"The east wind blew again last night in my small building. I could not bear to look back at my homeland under the bright moonlight."

"The carved railings and jade bricks should still be there, but the red face has changed."

"How much sorrow can one have? It is like a river of autumn water flowing eastward."

Lines of calligraphy appear vividly on the paper.

The scene became extremely quiet.

The sound of the Yangtze River seemed to have disappeared, and the only things left in the surrounding world seemed to be the pen in Jiang Chen's hand and the lines of words written under the pen.

The others have lost their color and presence!

Everything, including the increasingly red sunset in the sky, became dim.

All eyes were focused only on those lines of text.

Qin Xuerong's hands that were grinding ink stopped, his body froze, he looked at the words on the rice paper and read softly.

"When will the spring flowers and autumn moon end? How much do I know about the past? The east wind blew again last night in my small building. I can't bear to look back at my homeland in the moonlight. The carved railings and jade bricks should still be there, but the red face has changed. I ask you how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of autumn water flowing eastward!"

"call…………"

After Qin Xuerong finished reading, she took a deep breath to calm herself down a little, but her excited body trembled slightly. Then her red lips still trembled slightly, and she looked up at Jiang Chen with amazement in her eyes.

Can this kind of work really appear in modern times?
Jiang Chen had a calm expression with a hint of sadness on his face, just like the lines of text and the river that had been flowing eastward for countless years.

Han Qing, Pu Yuexi, Chen Xiaojia and others also covered their mouths with their hands excitedly. They did not have the same high literary attainments and professional knowledge as Qin Xuerong, but they knew simply that this work was great, and it sounded and read very well, which amazed them and made them want to memorize it and recite it at any time.

Qin Hanming, Wang Zhenhua, Li Hui, Su Haijun and others were also so excited that their faces turned red.

He Xianzhang was so excited that his whole body was shaking slightly. As he read the words, he recalled the conversation he had just had with Jiang Chen. Then Jiang Chen suddenly wrote this poem "Yu Meiren", and most of the content was related to his conversation.

This doesn’t mean…

Was it because of his words that gave Jiang Chen the inspiration to write this poem "Yu Meiren"?
Indirectly speaking, it is equivalent to that it is because of He Xianzhang that this work that will be passed down through the ages was created?
He Xianzhang said excitedly: "Good, good, good! The handwriting is good, and the works are even better. Your talent amazes me. Just based on the few works you have written, your name is enough to be listed in the history of Chinese literature. This poem "Yu Meiren" is so well written, and the scene is perfect!"

Jiang Chen smiled slightly and said softly, "Mr. He, you are too kind. I was just chatting with you and suddenly thought of something, so I wrote it down. Please forgive me."

Hearing Jiang Chen say this, He Xianzhang's old face became even more rosy with excitement. He felt that the most correct thing he had done in his life was chatting with Jiang Chen just now, which led to the birth of this song "Yu Meiren". He laughed and said, "Who dares to laugh? This song "Yu Meiren" is worthy of being passed down through the ages! It is not inferior to the "Lang Tao Sha Ling" you wrote. It is very good."

Qin Hanming lowered his head with trembling fingers and carefully read every word Jiang Chen wrote. He praised excitedly, "I didn't expect that after seeing Lang Tao Sha Ling, I would witness the publication of two masterpieces today, one is Mu Jiang Yin, and the other is Yu Mei Ren. Jiang Chen, you are enough to overturn the current Chinese literary world!"

"The Chinese literary world should have been recast long ago."

In Qin Hanming's opinion, the Chinese literary world has not had a single memorable and decent work in the past few decades. The Writers Association has become a tool for certain people to gain fame and qualifications, and it has long been in name only. Once they have a little fame, they immediately think of ways to make money, and no one has thought about carefully polishing their works.

If things continue to degenerate like this, even after a thousand years, there won't be any decent works produced, and it will only get worse and worse.

Talented young people like Jiang Chen should revitalize the Chinese literary world.

Jiang Chen hurriedly shook his head after hearing this: "Old Qin, don't say that. I'm not even a member of the Writers Association. The Chinese literary world has nothing to do with me. Now, I'm just a traveler!"

"A traveler in this world."

Jiang Chen's serious tone made everyone silent.

The popularity of the live broadcast room exploded.

"When will the spring flowers and autumn moons end? How much do I know about the past? When I saw the first sentence, I knew it was not simple. I didn't expect the whole article to be so amazing. Lao Jiang, you are awesome."

"Based on these few works, Lao Jiang is said to be the number one person in the contemporary literary world. Who disagrees or agrees?"

"Good, good, good!"

"I didn't expect to see such an amazing work come out. Lao Jiang, are you selling it?"

"Lao Jiang, don't just write, put up the link and I'll buy it. Can't I? I'll buy as many as you have."

"I'm not going to sing today. I'm going to amaze the world with my literary talent?"

……

Zhang Li was also very excited in the hotel. She quickly clicked the recharge button and recharged another 10,000 yuan. She gave all the rewards in one go before she recovered and regretted not going with Jiang Chen.

If she took the initiative to ask Jiang Chen to follow her today, would she be able to witness Jiang Chen writing these two works with her own eyes?

"This talent should become popular!"

"He should be more popular, but our Penguin platform has some restrictions on him now. Maybe it will be better after the group's full platform promotion."

Zhang Li looked at the lines of text on the live broadcast screen that looked like works of art, and thought excitedly.

Judging from the quality of Jiang Chen's current works, they should be popular all over the Internet.

However, Jiang Chen is still only popular in a small circle. His live broadcasts attract hundreds of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people online every day, but most of them are loyal fans, which prevents Jiang Chen from becoming popular outside the circle.

Zhang Li knew there were two reasons.

First, Jiang Chen has no company behind him to run the hype.

If it were other internet celebrities or stars who have agencies and have so many excellent works to support them, they would have been hyped to the point of no return. They would probably be at the top of the hot lists of major platforms every day and be praised to the highest level possible.

Although Jiang Chen has also been popular, he was only ranked at the back and his popularity was not high. He was not as popular as a certain young celebrity who was met by fans by chance.

The second reason is that the traffic on the Penguin platform is much smaller than that on Douyin, and the circle is also smaller. If Jiang Chen was so popular on Douyin, he might have become famous all over the Internet, and his works would be everywhere.

In a sense, becoming popular on Douyin is equivalent to becoming popular all over the Internet.

Just like the internet celebrities who appear on DouYue and become popular all over the internet because of one or two works, they can go from being ignored to having millions of fans in just a few days, and their news reports can be seen everywhere.

But the Penguin Live platform does not have such influence.

Jiang Chen's current account on Penguin Live has only about four million followers, which is already a very impressive number on Penguin Live. If it were on Douyin, he would definitely have at least tens of millions of followers.

Zhang Li felt sorry for Jiang Chen, but she also thought that once the promotion on all platforms came, she could compensate Jiang Chen by promoting it for a few more days.

Thinking of this, Zhang Li recharged another 10,000 yuan and gave it out as a reward, and the guilt in her heart was reduced a little.

The live broadcast room was flooded with reward messages that never stopped.

Most Chinese people are irresistible to the beauty of traditional Chinese character culture. They are more excited than hearing a nice pop song. This is a cultural heritage that is engraved in their bones.

on site.

Jiang Chen put down his brush slowly after he finished writing. Without getting too excited, he said softly to Qin Xuerong, "Sorry to bother you again."

Qin Xuerong looked at Jiang Chen and said with a smile: "It's my honor."

Qin Hanming hurriedly said, "Old Jiang, should we keep this work in Shanghai? Hang it with me, and you can come and take it when the time comes. I already have two works anyway."

After hearing this, Qin Xuerong, Wang Zhenhua, Li Hui and others looked at Jiang Chen expectantly, hoping that Jiang Chen would agree.

Jiang Chen thought about it and did not refuse. After all, he had already placed two works there, so it didn't matter if there was one more. He could just go and get them together when the time came.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you, Lao Qin."

Jiang Chen said seriously.

Qin Hanming immediately assured loudly again: "Leave it to me, there will be absolutely no problem. When you come to get it, I will definitely return it to you intact."

Wang Zhenhua, Li Hui, Qin Xuerong and others all smiled.

Han Qing, Pu Yuexi and others were a little disappointed. Jiang Chen gave the three works to Qin Hanming, but they also liked them very much.

Han Qing looked at the live broadcast room and saw that the number of people online had reached more than 190,000. She didn't care and continued to broadcast live on the stand without going offline immediately.

After writing this poem "Yu Meiren", Jiang Chen vented all the emotions in his heart. He felt much more relaxed. He stood on the fence again to appreciate the view of the Yangtze River and enjoyed it even more.

Qin Hanming, He Xianzhang, Wang Zhenhua, Li Hui, Su Haijun and others all stood by the fence with Jiang Chen again, watching Jiang Jing and chatting, looking at Jiang Chen with complicated eyes from time to time, with some expectation. They all hoped that their conversation could seduce Jiang Chen's inspiration again, so that he could write another work like "Yu Meiren".

Then they will all enjoy great fame.

He Xianzhang felt a sense of happiness at this moment.

He believed that "Yu Meiren" would surely be passed down from generation to generation, and the origin of the work would be recorded in detail by future generations. The story of how his conversation with Jiang Chen led to this work would also be passed down as a good story and remembered forever by future generations.

He also benefited from it, and along with Jiang Chen and this work, he became famous in history.

His lifelong practice of calligraphy was not enough to make him remembered by future generations. Because he was only at the level of a master calligrapher, and there were at least 20 to 30 people like him at the same time. If he could be the first to break through the master level, he would definitely be remembered by future generations, but unfortunately he had given up.

However, now, because he had a few words with Jiang Chen, he had a chance to be remembered by history!

After struggling for a lifetime, it’s better to have a few words with Jiang Chen just now.

and so!
What He Xianzhang hoped most at this time was that Jiang Chen's fame would spread quickly, that he would quickly establish his prestige in the literary world, and that all of Jiang Chen's works would also be recognized by everyone.

If anyone dares to accuse Jiang Chen or criticize Jiang Chen's work, he will be the first one to be unwilling.

And who among Qin Hanming, Wang Zhenhua, and Li Hui didn't understand it?
They all understood that He Xianzhang had benefited from Jiang Chen's poem "Yu Meiren", so they all wanted to benefit from it as well. So they kept talking to Jiang Chen, chatting about the river view, the landscape and history of Jinling, some interesting stories, etc.

Unfortunately……

Jiang Chen just listened and occasionally said a few words, but he didn't say anything about writing.

Qin Hanming, Wang Zhenhua, Li Hui, Su Haijun and others were slightly disappointed for a moment, and then they gave up this ridiculous idea in their minds.

If I could really write a poem like "Yu Meiren" just by chatting with Jiang Chen for a few minutes, what would that be like?

A work like "Yu Meiren" that is worthy of being handed down from generation to generation must have been the product of something that had already accumulated in Jiang Chen's mind before. He happened to get inspiration while chatting with He Xianzhang, which brought out all the previous thoughts, and combined with the current emotions evoked by the scene, he wrote it in one go.

It is definitely not possible for He Xianzhang's few words to turn inspiration into a work. That would be too simple.

Qin Hanming calmed down and thought for a while. He felt that his previous thoughts were ridiculous. He said to Jiang Chen, "Old Jiang, it seems that your previous 20 to 30 years of mediocrity were accumulation for the current explosion. I believe you will continue to write good works. You have not yet reached the peak of your creative life."

Qin Hanming's words made Wang Zhenhua, Li Hui, and He Xianzhang nod in agreement.

There have been many such literati in history who were unknown for the first half of their lives, but suddenly broke out and wrote several masterpieces that were passed down through the ages and became known throughout the world and remembered by later generations.

They think that Jiang Chen is also such a person.

Jiang Chen lay on the fence and did some push-ups to stretch his muscles and enjoy the evening breeze of the Yangtze River. He said, "I don't care. I'll write if I want to. If I don't have anything to write, I won't write. In life, don't think too much and don't think that you should be a certain way. Being happy is the most important thing."

After Jiang Chen finished speaking, Wang Zhenhua gave a thumbs up and agreed, "Yes, life is only a few short decades long. Don't be too tired, don't be angry, the most important thing is to live your life happily."

Pu Yuexi whispered, "Lao Jiang's chicken soup is here again."

Han Qing smiled gently, and then continued to carefully look at the details and process of Qin Xuerong's mounting work, remembering every step in her heart.

Many viewers in the live broadcast room also interacted with Jiang Chen.

"What Lao Jiang said makes sense, but if you don't have money, you won't be that happy."

"Lao Jiang is financially independent now, earning millions a day, so everything he says makes sense!" "You wrote Lang Tao Sha Ling, Yu Mei Ren, Mu Jiang Yin, and Min Nong, so what you said makes sense."

"The sublimation of Lao Jiang..."

"Have you learned nothing from what Lao Jiang said?"

……

The number of people online in the live broadcast room has reached 200,000 and is starting to stop increasing.

Most of these viewers are Jiang Chen’s regular fans. They come to his live broadcast room to watch the live broadcast almost every day. Therefore, the number of people in Jiang Chen’s live broadcast room is relatively stable, at least over 100,000. If there is some good content, such as singing a new song or writing a ten-time work, the number of online people can directly exceed 200,000.

A few people chatted on the deck for a while, and Qin Hanming said, "Okay, it's getting late, let's go to the restaurant for dinner. I asked the chef to prepare the best ingredients. We will stay on the boat for the next two days and won't be able to get off."

Jiang Chen smiled and said, "I eat light meals at night, and I eat less. After eating, I will rest for a while and then go to bed."

Wang Zhenhua complained: "You go to bed earlier than us old guys."

Jiang Chen smiled but said nothing. He didn't argue or refute. Anyway, he just stuck to this routine now.

Qin Xuerong temporarily stopped framing the works, and together with Han Qing, tidied up the table. The works were temporarily put away and placed in the study to prevent them from being blown away by the wind on the deck.

Han Qing also closed the live broadcast. When she closed it, she took a look. Even though there was not much content in the subsequent live broadcast, she was just watching Qin Xuerong's framed works, and Jiang Chen, Qin Hanming and others not far away were watching the scenery and chatting. However, there were still 110,000 viewers in the live broadcast room who were watching with great interest, and there were also a lot of barrages.

However, Han Qing ended the broadcast within a second, causing complaints from 110,000 viewers.

After the live broadcast, Han Qing looked at the backstage information, and her eyes flashed with joy of harvest. The peak number of online viewers of Jiang Chen's live broadcast just now was more than 210,000, and the reward income was more than 3 million. The number of rewarders once again reached a terrifying 100,000.

The appeal of both pieces is terrifying.

After counting the harvest, Han Qing put it away with satisfaction and quickly followed Jiang Chenru to eat.

We all went into the restaurant to eat together.

The meals that Qin Hanming specially asked the chef to prepare the ingredients for are indeed top-notch, including lobster, tuna, wagyu beef, sea cucumber, abalone and so on!
Most of them were things Jiang Chen had never eaten in his life, and he had only seen them on TV or in online videos.

If it were in the past, Jiang Chen would definitely seize the opportunity to have a big meal, eating all the food he had never eaten before to satisfy his appetite.

But now, Jiang Chen pays more attention to self-discipline and health preservation in life, and believes that the instructions of the system are definitely the most correct health preservation secrets.

So, Jiang Chen simply ate a little and then put down his chopsticks. He just tasted the flavor of each thing and then stopped.

No one else ate much either.

After all, the elderly people can’t eat much. Although they don’t say it, they actually pay more attention to their health and want to live a few more years.

The reason why Qin Xuerong, Han Qing, Pu Yuexi and others can maintain such a good figure is that they pay attention to their diet, so they are also very restrained and don’t eat much.

There were still quite a few dishes left on the table, which was a waste.

After dinner, Jiang Chen continued to take a walk on the deck and did some push-ups to stretch his muscles.

Qin Hanming and others saw this and followed Jiang Chen to do a little exercise after dinner.

Wang Zhenhua said: "Xiao Jiang is expected to live to be 100 years old. He started to take care of his health at the age of 30, which means he has saved 40 years of detours compared to us."

Jiang Chen blushed. He had only persisted for about ten days. Now the system panel showed that he was still in a sub-healthy state. He had not yet recovered to a completely healthy physical state. He didn't know what the system's standard of health was.

After the exercise, Jiang Chen said goodbye to Qin Hanming, He Xianzhang and others: "Old Qin, Old He, you guys continue to enjoy the scenery. I'm going back to my room to wash up and go to bed."

No one stopped him. Qin Hanming said, "Okay, if there's anything you need for your room, feel free to contact me or Xuerong. There are plenty of daily necessities on the ship."

Qin Xuerong nodded and smiled at Jiang Chen: "Jiang Chen, treat this place as your own home, don't be polite."

Jiang Chen laughed and said, "Okay."

Jiang Chen nodded to Han Qing, and Han Qing followed obediently, maintaining a sleeping schedule that was synchronized with Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen and Han Qing went to rest. Pu Yuexi and the others were too embarrassed to stay on the deck to chat and enjoy the scenery with Qin Hanming and the others whom they were not very familiar with, so they could only suggest going back to their rooms to rest.

After Qin Hanming and the others saw Jiang Chen and Pu Yuexi back to their rooms, their expressions became serious. They looked at each other and then at Qin Xuerong.

Qin Hanming asked softly, "Xue Rong, are Jiang Chen's three works all with you?"

Wang Zhenhua, He Xianzhang, Li Hui, Su Haijun and others also stared at Qin Xuerong. They had long wanted to take a good look at her, but they felt embarrassed because Jiang Chen and his companions were there.

Qin Xuerong was actually also itching to do something. If Jiang Chen, her master, had not been here just now, she would have gone back to the study and continued to carefully frame Jiang Chen's three works. At the same time, she could hold them in her hands and appreciate them, which was a real pleasure.

"Yes, in the study!"

Qin Xuerong nodded, then turned and walked towards the only large study room in the house.

Qin Hanming, He Xianzhang and others hurriedly followed and came to the study.

Qin Xuerong carefully took out the three works and slowly spread them on the desk one by one.

Several people carefully admired the three works from a close distance and praised them all.

“It’s incredible that such a work could appear in the era we live in.”

He Xianzhang couldn't help but say something.

The more he looked at them, the more he felt amazed by these three works. They seemed to be much better than the well-known masterpieces passed down from the Tang and Song dynasties. Every word in each work was a gem, and every word was worth savoring. It was totally unimaginable that someone could write such works.

If you remove the label of just written, it will just be a new work.

If it is the work of a great writer in ancient times.

If we examine it purely from the perspective of the quality of the work, it will definitely be a masterpiece for all ages, and a better masterpiece than the current masterpieces for all ages. It will definitely become the best representative work of a great writer, without a doubt.

The closer they looked, the more frightened they were, and the more they liked it.

Wang Zhenhua couldn't help but say, "Lao Qin, if these works were kept at your place, I would live at your place every day to see them to my heart's content."

Qin Hanming: "You can come or not! But I have to say this in advance. No one can ask to borrow them. That is impossible, even if I die. Jiang Chen trusts me and is willing to keep them with me temporarily. I will never let these works out of my sight and will not let them suffer any risk of damage. I cannot let Jiang Chen down."

Qin Xuerong moved her lips and wanted to say that she wanted to take the lesson to the school, but seeing her grandfather's firm tone and there were so many people here, she didn't say it. She decided to talk to her grandfather in private when she got back. I think her grandfather would agree.

A hint of disappointment flashed in the eyes of He Xianzhang, Wang Zhenhua and Li Hui at the same time.

In fact, they all had it in mind that they would borrow it home to take a closer look at it when they returned to Shanghai, to appreciate the work and Jiang Chen's calligraphy.

But now Qin Hanming directly cut off their thoughts, leaving them helpless and unable to speak.

because……

They all knew in their hearts that this did not belong to Qin Hanming, but was temporarily placed with Qin Hanming by Jiang Chen.

If Qin Hanming really lent it to them casually, what if other people came to borrow it? What if Jiang Chen found out and got angry, and took it away in advance? What if Jiang Chen stopped contacting them and broke off their friendship?
These are just three of Jiang Chen’s works.

No matter how good it is, can it be more precious than Jiang Chen himself?

Therefore, what they care more about is Jiang Chen's attitude and maintaining a good relationship with Jiang Chen.

Several people spent more than half an hour in the study, analyzing and discussing it word by word. The more they discussed and analyzed, the more they admired the power of these works.

Finally, He Xianzhang concluded: "These three works are extremely precious and will surely be passed down from generation to generation in the future! Lao Qin, you must keep them well."

Qin Hanming: "Don't worry, you can come and look at it, but you can't borrow it! Jiang Chen will come and take it away sooner or later."

Qin Xuerong didn't say anything. She started packing up and continued mounting the three works. She was the most careful person she had ever been, fearing that she would make even the slightest mistake.

……

After Jiang Chen finished washing up, he lay on the bed and looked at the backstage of Penguin Music. The download volume of the two songs, "Brother Sleeping on My Upper Bunk" and "How You Look", has exceeded 170,000. By tomorrow morning, when the full 24 hours have passed, it will definitely exceed 200,000, or even higher.

I replied to the messages from Liu Hongwei and Lao Peng, and said goodbye to them again.

I saw the message from my mother again: "Your Aunt Zhou came today and said she would introduce you to someone. She is her brother's daughter, only 20 years old. I saw her photo and she looks really cute, like a fairy."

Jiang Chen looked at it helplessly and replied: "Mom, he is only 20 years old, I am already 30 years old, the generation gap is too big, there is no chance."

Mom: "What generation gap? She's also studying at Sichuan University. She's your junior. She said she admires you and wants to get to know you."

Jiang Chen: "Mom, I'm going to sleep. Good night. Go to bed early and worry less. It's good for your health."

Mom: "Wait for your kid to come back and see how I deal with you. You don't want to find it yourself, and you don't let me find it for you. Do you want to go to heaven?"

Jiang Chen: "Mom, you are the most beautiful!"

Mom: “Get lost!”

Ended the chat.

Jiang Chen watched Odebiao overtake for a while, then closed his eyes and went to sleep.

the next day!
At six o'clock, Jiang Chen opened his eyes on time.

It's as if the body is wound up like an alarm clock.

When the time is up, the eyes open automatically.

Jiang Chen rubbed his eyes and felt pretty good. He looked up from the window at the river view outside. After a night of sailing, the cruise ship had already left Jinling and might not be far from Suzhou. However, it was not very bright outside and the river was shrouded in some fog.

As usual!

First thing in the morning.

Collect yesterday's self-discipline reward.

"Obtain a song from a parallel world."

"Obtain an ancient song from a parallel world."

"Gain 300 experience points."

A mediocre reward.

Jiang Chen accepted the reward immediately.

song.

Ugly!
Ancient music...

General Order!
Not an ancient poem?

Jiang Chen then realized that today's reward was different. It was not an ordinary ancient poem handed down from generation to generation, but an ancient song "General's Order".

Quickly accept the memory of songs and ancient music general orders.

Jiang Chen felt a little excited.

because!

This ancient music is played on the Sichuan musical instrument yangqin.

He was a native of Sichuan and had seen yangqin performances before, so he naturally felt very close to and liked them.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Jiang Chen temporarily hid the memory of the song "Drawing Eight Diagrams" and the yangqin piece "General's Order" in his memory.

He hasn't learned the yangqin yet.

When I return to Chengdu, I can find someone to learn how to play the yangqin.

As long as you have mastered it initially and it is recognized as a skill by the system, you can use experience points to upgrade it.

Receive the reward.

Jiang Chen got up, washed up quickly, and walked out of the room.

Han Qing was still waiting for him at the door.

Today, Han Qing made Jiang Chen's eyes light up, with a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

because.

Today, Han Qing, wearing a well-fitting green Hanfu, looks like a person who has walked out of a painting. She stands on the boat, blending perfectly with the Jiangnan scenery outside.

Seeing Jiang Chen's astonished expression, Han Qing smiled and turned around, spinning in her green clothes, and asked softly, "Does it look good?"

The long sleeves of the green dress spun in front of Jiang Chen, and a fresh fragrance filled his nose. Jiang Chen nodded and answered truthfully: "It's beautiful."

Han Qing smiled with satisfaction again: "That's good. I bought this dress two years ago and I'm wearing it for the first time today. Let's go have breakfast. I'm hungry."

The two of them were the first to get up. Pu Yuexi and the others had not gotten up yet, and neither had Qin Hanming, Wang Zhenhua and other elderly people. Qin Xuerong had specially framed three of Jiang Chen's works yesterday and did not go to bed early, so he did not get up at this time.

Jiang Chen and Han Qing came to the restaurant, and the service staff on the ship immediately brought them the prepared breakfast as requested. They were all hired by Qin Hanming at high salaries, and their service was very thoughtful.

The two of them had a simple meal and then went to the deck to look at the scenery outside.

At this time, the river was still shrouded in clouds and mist, and the cruise ship was moving very slowly, probably for safety reasons.

Han Qing looked like a different person in Hanfu. Her movements became gentle and graceful, like a lady from an ancient noble family. She picked up her phone and started a live broadcast, with the camera pointed at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen started exercising after dinner, but on the boat he couldn't do the same amount of exercise as he did on the morning of the gods. He could only simply stretch his muscles and bones to meet the system's minimum requirements.

Early in the morning, more than 30,000 people flocked to the live broadcast room to watch Jiang Chen's live broadcast, and the number of people continued to increase. More and more people got up and started watching Jiang Chen's live broadcast.

"Does Lao Jiang get up so early on the boat?"

"As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Lao Jiang's live broadcast. He is so diligent."

"Has Lao Jiang arrived in Suzhou? I've been waiting for him in Suzhou for a long time."

"Mr. Jiang insists on exercising every day. His perseverance is commendable."

"Lao Jiang, I want to buy your poppy. Here's the link."

"Wow, did no one notice how pretty Haruko-chan is today?"

"Isn't it amazing that Xiaoqingzi is wearing Hanfu?"

"It's like walking out of a landscape painting..."

……

Everyone was amazed by Han Qing's Hanfu outfit today and praised her highly.

Han Qing glanced at the comments and chuckled.

At this time, everyone else got up. Pu Yuexi, Chen Xiaojia, Li Wen, and Wang Jing were all amazed when they saw Han Qing and praised her.

Qin Hanming, Wang Zhenhua and other elderly people saw it and praised it.

Qin Xuerong got up the latest. Seeing Han Qing sitting on the deck lighting spices and Jiang Chen jogging slowly, a strange look flashed across her eyes: "Jiang Chen, Han Qing, good morning. Han Qing is so beautiful today."

Han Qing smiled and said, "Thank you, Sister Xuerong, for the compliment."

Jiang Chen jogged for a while and was about to go back to his room to take a shower to wash off the sweat on his body. But when he saw Han Qing sitting there lighting spices, a fresh fragrance filled his nose. He suddenly felt like doing something and whispered to Han Qing, "Xiao Qingzi, is the pen and ink still there?"

moment!

Han Qing was stunned for a moment as she lit the spices and looked towards Jiang Chen.

Qin Xuerong, who was about to have breakfast not far away, also stopped and turned to look at Jiang Chen, with excitement and anticipation flashing in his eyes.

Qin Hanming, He Xianzhang and others, as well as Pu Yuexi, Chen Xiaojia and others who were eating in the restaurant and looking at Jiang Chen through the window, all heard Jiang Chen's words and stood up.

All pairs of eyes looked towards Jiang Chen.

Han Qing quickly stood up and smiled at Jiang Chen, "Of course, please wait a moment, sir!"

Qin Hanming, He Xianzhang, Wang Zhenhua, Li Hui and others quickly put down their breakfast and walked out of the restaurant.

Pu Yuexi and the others naturally followed them out and looked at Jiang Chen from a close distance.

However, no one spoke, just looked at Jiang Chen.

There were already more than 60,000 people in the live broadcast room at this time, and they were all excitedly posting comments to vent their excitement.

(End of this chapter)