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

Chapter 85 84. Once again, the person who amazed the world was thinner than the yellow flower! The congested Suzhou Canal!

Everyone looked at Jiang Chen's back with expectation and curiosity, and then looked at the surrounding river scenery.

The mist was bright, connected with the low-hanging white clouds in the sky, and ripples were gently appearing on the water.

The scenery on both sides of the river can only be vaguely seen.

Looking at it this way, it seems that the artistic conception is indeed full, as if you are deep in a fairyland.

Qin Hanming, He Xianzhang, Qin Xuerong and others all had a lot of feelings in their hearts, which made them itchy and wanted to write something.

but……

When they really thought carefully about what to write, the specific words suddenly disappeared from their minds. They were still only filled with the impulse of being moved by the landscape, which they were unable to express specifically.

If you have to write.

They may only be able to write down the idioms or famous sayings or quotes from ancient poems that are more deeply engraved in their memory to describe the current scene.

or!
Just like the tens of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room at this moment.

"Old Jiang wants to write something again?"

"Oh my god, seeing such a landscape, I couldn't help but want to write something. But when I thought about it carefully, I could only write four words - Oh my god, it's so beautiful!"

"Oh my god, it's so beautiful!"

"Isn't Xiaoqingzi beautiful? I want to write a poem for Xiaoqingzi - ah, Xiaoqingzi, you are so beautiful!"

"Xiao Qingzi wants to vomit after seeing this..."

"Wow, what is Lao Jiang going to write so early in the morning?"

……

The number of viewers in the live broadcast room soared to more than 80,000 in an instant, and was about to exceed 100,000.

Zhang Li had already arrived in Suzhou at this time. She was watching Jiang Chen's live broadcast in a hotel in Suzhou. Seeing that Jiang Chen seemed to be about to write something again, her face became extremely excited. She reached out and recharged another 10,000 yuan and gave it all away as rewards.

She has worked at Penguin Live for several years, but the tips she received in all other live broadcast rooms combined are not as much as the tips she received in Jiang Chen's live broadcast room.

In Shanghai, Li Yumin, who had not yet left home for work, was also in the living room of his home, watching the live broadcast page on his mobile phone. He also recharged 10,000 yuan and gave out rewards, with anticipation and excitement flashing in his eyes.

He has already given Jiang Chen nearly 100,000 yuan in tips in the past two days.

He couldn't imagine how many people gave gifts in this live broadcast room.

However, he initially estimated that at least hundreds of thousands of people had given gifts in this live broadcast room. Such data has never appeared even among all the super anchors on DouYo, unless operational means are used. But such data can only be seen by outsiders and has no meaning for industry insiders like him.

However, Li Yumin believed that there would not be any operational hype in Jiang Chen's live broadcast room. Even a rational boss like him could not help but excitedly reward Jiang Chen for his works such as Lang Tao Sha Ling, Mu Jiang Yin and Yu Meiren, not to mention most ordinary people.

Even if someone told Li Yumin now that there were more than 200,000 people online in Jiang Chen’s live broadcast room, and all of them had given Jiang Chen tips, he would not doubt it!
Jiang Chen has this kind of charm and attraction.

"Jiang Chen should come to our DouYue. If he comes to DouYue, he will definitely become more popular, popular all over the Internet, and popular all over the country!"

Li Yumin murmured in a low voice, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

As soon as the contract between Penguin and Jiang Chen expires, he must snatch Jiang Chen away. Whether it is for DouYue's plan to kill Penguin Live, for Jiang Chen himself, or for what Li Yumin himself wants, he must sign Jiang Chen to the DouYue platform.

In the live broadcast, Han Qing, dressed in green, had quickly taken out the four treasures of the study, placed them on the table one by one in an orderly manner, and then personally ground ink for Jiang Chen.

Qin Xuerong just took a step forward and wanted to continue grinding ink for Jiang Chen, but when she saw Han Qing had already started grinding ink, she stopped. Then she took a closer look and found that Han Qing's movements had improved a lot. She looked at Han Qing with a strange look in her eyes.

Jiang Chen did not start writing immediately, but continued to look at the Yangtze River for a while before turning around and walking towards Han Qing. Seeing Qin Hanming, Wang Zhenhua, He Xianzhang, Li Hui, Pu Yuexi, Chen Xiaojia, Qin Xuerong and everyone else on the boat come out and stand here looking at him, he could not help but ask in confusion: "Don't you guys want to have breakfast?"

Qin Xuerong smiled: "Eat later!"

He Xianzhang waved his hand gently and said, "Xiao Jiang, you go first. We can eat anytime."

There is breakfast to eat every day, and if you can't have breakfast, you can still be full by having lunch, but the opportunity to see Jiang Chen write in person is not always available.

Jiang Chen nodded, walked to the table and stood still, and said softly: "It's just a casual thought, just writing down some thoughts, don't take it too seriously."

Qin Hanming and He Xianzhang all breathed a sigh of relief. When they heard that Jiang Chen was just writing some thoughts, the nervousness and anticipation of seeing a masterpiece in their hearts disappeared for the most part. They just continued to look at Jiang Chen. It was also a nice enjoyment to watch Jiang Chen write. They would go to have breakfast after seeing Jiang Chen finish writing.

After thinking about it carefully, several people secretly agreed that it was indeed the case!
How can a masterpiece come so easily?
In just a few days, Jiang Chen wrote "Mercy of the Farmers", "Lang Tao Sha Ling", "Mu Jiang Yin" and "Yu Meiren", which are masterpieces worthy of being handed down from generation to generation. Among literati, he is considered as productive as a breeding pig.

Only Han Qing, Pu Yuexi, Chen Xiaojia, Li Wen, and Wang Jing disagreed with Jiang Chen's words.

Because they knew best that Jiang Chen spoke lightly but acted as steady as a mountain.

Everything seemed ordinary in Jiang Chen's eyes.

But in the eyes of others it was thunder.

Therefore, Han Qing continued to grind ink for Jiang Chen very seriously and attentively, learning some details from watching Qin Xuerong grind ink yesterday, and looked at Jiang Chen expectantly.

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

Three big words quickly appeared on the rice paper.

"Drunk in the shade of flowers!"

See these three words.

Everyone present instantly perked up and became focused, with pairs of eyes staring at Jiang Chen and the words written by Jiang Chen with sparkling eyes.

Qin Hanming, Qin Xuerong, Wang Zhenhua, He Xianzhang and others who had just relaxed became nervous and excited, and instantly forgot what Jiang Chen had just said!

The barrage in the live broadcast room also exploded.

"Is this just some random writing? Opening with an ancient poem?"

"Lao Jiang's casual writing is just to practice with ancient ci tunes? That's amazing, I even heard the name of this ci tune for the first time."

"It's the name of a ci tune again. Everyone, sit on your stools and don't fall down out of shock!"

"Don't believe what Lao Jiang says. When he wrote Lang Tao Sha Ling and Yu Mei Ren, he also said that he was just writing casually..."

"Who can recite the poem "Drunken Flower Shadows" left by the ancients?"

“No impression at all…”

"..."

The number of people online in the live broadcast room also exceeded 100,000.

It is still a little after eight in the morning. All the live broadcast rooms on the entire network have a maximum of 20,000 to 30,000 people, and this is only possible with the traffic from DouYue. Jiang Chen is the only one who can attract 100,000 viewers purely on his own on Penguin Live. This has left many professionals in the live broadcast field stunned. At this moment, all the other live broadcast rooms on the Penguin Live platform combined have less than 100,000 people, which is not as good as Jiang Chen's room.

It can be said that Jiang Chen alone supports most of the traffic on the Penguin Live platform.

on site.

Qin Xuerong, Qin Hanming, He Xianzhang and others all quietly moved their feet again and came to the desk where Jiang Chen was writing. They watched Jiang Chen writing from a close distance, but they did not dare to make any sound. They even suppressed their breathing, not daring to make any sound to disturb Jiang Chen who was writing.

After Jiang Chen finished writing the three words "Zui Hua Yin", he suddenly turned around and looked at Han Qing who was grinding ink beside him. A faint fragrance surrounded him, and there were spices that Han Qing ordered beside him. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Han Qing felt Jiang Chen's gaze and smile, and her pretty face turned red.

Then, Jiang Chen continued writing.

"The mist and thick clouds make the day long and sad, while the fragrant agarwood melts the golden beast."

"It's the Double Ninth Festival again, the jade pillow and the gauze kitchen are chilly in the middle of the night."

"After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves."

"Don't say I'm not heartbroken, the curtains are rolled up by the west wind, and I am thinner than the yellow flowers."

One word after another appeared quickly under Jiang Chen's pen.

The scene had become extremely quiet, with only the loud and harsh sounds of the waves outside the boat. Qin Hanming, He Xianzhang and others around them seemed to have stopped breathing, but their eyes were wide open and their faces had become extremely red.

Only Han Qing's breathing became heavier. She stared at the words Jiang Chen wrote. Her hands that were grinding ink froze, and her eyes were full of red and moisture.

Aren’t every word of these written about her?

Qin Xuerong, Pu Yuexi, Chen Xiaojia, Li Wen, and Wang Jing all looked at Han Qing with envy.

Qin Hanming, He Xianzhang and others gradually came to their senses, looking at Han Qing with envy and amazement.

pat...

A soft sound.

Su Haijun, who was standing at the back holding a bun, was stunned at this moment. The bun in his hand fell to the ground, and then he hurriedly picked up the bun that fell on the ground. He looked very embarrassed, but his eyes quickly looked at every word written by Jiang Chen, reluctant to leave.

The live broadcast room was quiet for a few seconds, but a few seconds later, it became even more explosive.

"Is this what Lao Jiang meant by just writing casually? My hands are shaking as I type, this is just writing casually? What the hell is just writing casually?"

"After reading it once, I threw away my Chinese textbook. The poems in the textbook are really not as good as those written by Lao Jiang!"

"Is this a poem about Haruko? It feels like every line is about Haruko!"

"This, this... I don't know what to say for the moment. I can only say two words - fuck!"

"My grass!"

"Don't say it's not heartbreaking, the curtains are rolled up by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers! I almost cried after reading it."

"After dusk, I drink wine in the east garden, and there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves!"

"It's the Double Ninth Festival again, the jade pillow and gauze kitchen are chilly in the middle of the night!"

“Every sentence is awesome!”

"Lao Jiang, go to the link, go to the link, I'll buy it, I'll buy it, I'll buy it all!"

"Okay, then I'll just write something casually - damn!"

……

Finished.

Jiang Chen slowly put down his pen, looked at the strange looks from Qin Hanming, He Xianzhang, Qin Xuerong and others, and said in a relaxed tone: "When I woke up just now, I saw Xiao Qingzi and was thinking about something. Please excuse me."

They had originally felt that Jiang Chen's poem Drunken Flower Shade seemed to be written about Han Qing. When they heard Jiang Chen admit it himself, their eyes sparkled and their gazes almost illuminated Han Qing.

Han Qing almost cried. She quickly covered her mouth with her hands and looked at the words on the table with tearful eyes. She quickly took a step back, afraid that if she couldn't hold back her tears, they would drip onto the words, which would cause great damage.

Qin Xuerong, Pu Yuexi and others were extremely envious, and even had a hint of jealousy growing in their hearts.

Qin Xuerong read it aloud again.

"Thin fog and thick clouds make the day long and sad, fragrant agarwood dissolves the golden beast. It is the Double Ninth Festival again, the jade pillow and gauze kitchen are chilled in the middle of the night. After dusk, I drink wine in the east fence, and there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves. Don't say that I am not heartbroken, the curtains are rolled up by the west wind, and I am thinner than the yellow flowers!"

call……

Qin Xuerong took another deep breath and forced herself to suppress her emotions. Every time she read Jiang Chen's works, her emotions would fluctuate greatly.

Looking up at Han Qing who was wearing green Hanfu, Qin Xuerong felt that Han Qing was worthy of the poem "Drunk in the Flower Shades" written by Jiang Chen at this moment.

only……

She wants it too.

Similarly, Pu Yuexi, Chen Xiaojia, Li Wen, and Wang Jing all wanted it, and the word "envy" was almost written on their faces.

and.

Qin Hanming, Wang Zhenhua, He Xianzhang and others also want it.

Who doesn’t want to be written into a work that will be passed down from generation to generation and remembered by future generations?

Wang Zhenhua said excitedly: "Jiang Chen, next time you write something, don't just write it casually. If you write it casually, then none of us are worthy of picking up a pen."

As a woman, Li Hui never took her eyes off the calligraphy of the poem "Drunken Flower Shade". She felt that every word was written from the bottom of her heart. She said admiringly, "This poem seems to be written by a woman. Jiang Chen, you can put yourself in a female perspective and write such a graceful poem for Han Qing. It is really precious."

"Well, it's very well written. Very good."

Li Hui kept praising.

Qin Hanming looked closer and couldn't help but speak again: "Old Jiang, this work should also be hung at my place, right? Let's get it together next time!"

Qin Xuerong, Li Hui and others looked at Jiang Chen again, hoping that Jiang Chen would agree.

but.

This time Jiang Chen shook his head gently, glanced at Han Qing, and said with a smile: "This piece of work was written for Xiao Qingzi. Now it belongs to Xiao Qingzi. You can ask her how to deal with it."

Ask Han Qing?
Gave it to Han Qing?
Everyone's eyes instantly turned to Han Qing, with complex emotions such as envy and shock in their eyes.

Such an excellent and authentic work was given away!

Han Qing's eyes widened, her pretty face full of disbelief. She looked up at Jiang Chen and asked with a trembling voice, "Is it really written for me? For me?"

She always felt that she was very ordinary. After working with Jiang Chen, she felt very stressed. Her boss Jiang Chen was a super talented person. He wrote a new song every day and wrote a masterpiece of poetry that was worthy of being passed down through the ages. She didn't dare to have any ideas and could only help Jiang Chen deal with as many trivial matters as possible every day.

Pu Yuexi, Chen Xiaojia and the other two are musical geniuses, all of whom graduated from famous music schools. In addition, their looks and temperament are not inferior to hers, making Han Qing feel even more like an unknown person.

Qin Xuerong, brought by Qin Hanming, was also extremely beautiful and had an outstanding temperament. She was obviously a scholarly lady from a wealthy family, which made Han Qing feel a little inferior.

Today, she mustered up the courage to wear the Hanfu that she had bought before but had not dared to wear. She also tried her best to study and improve herself, and to do what Jiang Chen needed, not wanting to let Jiang Chen down.

did not expect……

Jiang Chen had never been disappointed in her. Today, he wrote such a stunning ancient poem for her and gave her the original work that everyone wanted.

Han Qing is not Jiang Chen and doesn't pay much attention to news on the Internet.

She would take time every day to check Jiang Chen's Weibo, follow Jiang Chen's news, and occasionally reply to netizens' messages to help Jiang Chen interact. She knew that many people were offering high prices to buy the original works of Jiang Chen. Someone had already asked for a sky-high price of five million for the original copy of Lang Tao Sha Ling on the Internet.

Han Qing believed that if this painting of Drunken Flower Shadows was put on the market, it would definitely not be inferior to the one in Lang Tao Sha Ling.

Let’s not talk about the outside!
As long as Jiang Chen nods and says he wants to sell it now, right here, Qin Hanming, He Xianzhang, Li Hui, and Wang Zhenhua on the scene will quickly pay to buy it, and the price will not be lower than the three to five million being shouted out outside. They may even fight over it.

Although!

Jiang Chen is still unknown in the national calligraphy and literary circles. He is only recognized in a small circle, namely the small circle of Qin Hanming and He Xianzhang.

However, the quality of the works is there, and the level of calligraphy is also there. This is hard power and will never change.

Then, the value of the work will never be low, but how high the upper limit is will be affected by Jiang Chen's fame and reputation.

If Jiang Chen establishes his position in the literary world in the future and his works are recognized by all literary figures, then "Lang Tao Sha Ling" and this "Zui Hua Yin" may be sold at even more terrifying prices in the market, and selling them for tens of millions will not be a problem.

Moreover, as time goes by, its value will only increase, making it a work that is very worthy of collection.

There is no other reason!

The value of any item lies in its rarity.

There hasn't been such an excellent work in the whole of China for hundreds of years. Now Jiang Chen suddenly wrote it, which can be said to be unique in hundreds of years.

In addition, Jiang Chen's calligraphy level is also on the verge of becoming a master, and he may become the only calligraphy master of the new generation in China in the past decade. This halo blessing is also extremely important!

Therefore, the value of Jiang Chen's works can only increase, and it is impossible to imagine how high the upper limit is.

Because there are too many uniquenesses.

And now, Jiang Chen gave this authentic painting of Drunken Flower Shade directly to Han Qing.

It is almost equivalent to directly giving away something worth at least hundreds of millions.

Han Qing thought a lot in her mind, but the true value was only the least important part in her mind.

What she thought more about was that Jiang Chen was able to write such a piece for her, it was definitely not a sudden impulse, but he had already paid attention to her and paid attention to her before, and he had already felt a different touch in his heart, which accumulated inspiration, and now he suddenly burst out and wrote a piece of work!
It's impossible that I suddenly noticed her today and then wrote a work like this.

In other words.

Jiang Chen already has her in his heart.

To be more direct, Jiang Chen might already like her.

Han Qing smiled brightly, tears could no longer be held back as they flowed down her cheeks, dripping onto the deck with a crisp sound, and she whispered, "Thank you, thank you, this is the best gift I have ever received!"

Jiang Chen looked at Han Qing and smiled, "Don't cry, it's not good to look at. Put it away. You've worked very hard recently. This is a reward from your boss."

Han Qing felt that everything she had done for Jiang Chen was worth it. She pursed her lips to hold back her tears and just smiled: "Thank you, boss. I will work for you all my life."

Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, then did not respond. He looked away, not looking at Han Qing, and said softly: "Okay, I'll give you a raise!"

There was also an explosion in the live broadcast room at this moment.

"Wow, isn't Haruko-chan so happy?"

"I want a boss like this, too. Lao Jiang, are you still short of people?"

"Who in the world can receive such a gift? If someone gives me such a gift, I am willing to die for him right where he is."

"Don't even think about it. Do you have the looks and temperament like Xiao Qingzi? She's a fairy, how about you? Tanks, stop dreaming."

"But there is only one Lao Jiang in the world!"

"No, there has only been one Lao Jiang for hundreds of years!"

"She cried. Xiao Qingzi must be completely devoted to Lao Jiang at this moment. Lao Jiang asked her to jump off the boat right now, and Xiao Qingzi would not hesitate for a second."

"Xiao Qingzi, run quickly. This is Lao Jiang's sugar-coated bullet. Run quickly. I will eat this bullet."

"Xiao Qingzi, are you selling this painting of Drunken Flower Shadow? Just name a price, I won't bargain, anywhere from five million to ten million is fine!"

……

Everyone in the live broadcast room, regardless of gender, was full of envy, not to mention the few people on the scene.

Qin Hanming, Wang Zhenhua, Qin Xuerong and others all stared at Han Qing with envy in their eyes.

Even He Xianzhang, who was proud of Jiang Chen's writing of a poem "Yu Meiren" yesterday, also looked at Han Qing with envy. He could enter Jiang Chen's little story, but he was just a minor character whose name appeared. However, Han Qing was one of the protagonists in the work "Drunk in the Flower Shade". The difference in importance was like heaven and earth.

Qin Hanming looked at Han Qing and said expectantly, "Han Qing, you will be traveling with Jiang Chen and you are busy with work. How about you let me keep this work for safekeeping? When you and Jiang Chen return to the Magic City next time, take it away together. I will definitely keep it well and I will give you a small gift at that time. You can pick anything you want in my store."

Several people looked at Han Qing.

Han Qing quickly wiped away her tears, gathered her composure, and shook her head apologetically at Qin Hanming: "I'm sorry, Grandpa Qin, this work is my life now. I don't want it to leave me, and I will carry it with me every day."

After hearing what Han Qing said, Qin Hanming knew that it was unlikely that he would be able to borrow the painting of Drunken Flower Shadows. He said with a little regret, "Well, then you must keep it well. This work is extremely valuable, both in terms of literary value and real value."

Han Qing said with certainty: "He has the highest value in my heart."

Ok.

Qin Hanming, He Xianzhang and others felt a little ashamed after hearing this.

Han Qing liked this work more than any of them.

They wanted to borrow this work because of its literary and calligraphy value.

Han Qing likes it, it’s pure like.

Because it was given to her by Jiang Chen, she likes it. It is her life!

In comparison, even though the purposes of Qin Hanming, He Xianzhang and others were very pure, they seemed a bit mundane at this time.

Qin Xuerong said, "Congratulations, Han Qing."

The envy in Qin Xuerong's eyes was clearly visible. If Jiang Chen wrote such a work specifically for her, she would be willing to do everything for Jiang Chen.

In Qin Xuerong's eyes, this is the most romantic thing in history.

Unfortunately.

Jiang Chen no longer paid any attention to them and continued to look at the river view outside.

At this time, the mist and thick clouds on the river surface had begun to slowly disperse, and the sunlight gradually penetrated the clouds, shining on the river surface, on the land on both sides, and on the cheeks of everyone on the boat, and a feeling of warmth rose.

Jiang Chen stood at the bow facing the sun, and felt as if he was the center of the world at that moment.

Qin Hanming, He Xianzhang, Wang Zhenhua, Li Hui and Su Haijun all lost their mood to eat and immediately stood on the deck, continuing to carefully observe the original painting of Drunken Flower Shade that Jiang Chen had just written beside the table.

They were afraid that Jiang Chen would take Han Qing and others away tomorrow and they would not be able to see the work anymore. It was even possible that Han Qing would put it away and never take it out again.

Therefore, now that they have the opportunity and time, they should take a good look at it. If it is collected by Han Qing in the future, they may never see the original painting of Drunken Flower Shade in their lifetime.

Qin Xuerong asked softly: "Do you need my help?"

Han Qing thought for a moment and said, "No, thank you Sister Xuerong. I want to try to frame it myself. This will be more meaningful."

Qin Xuerong: "Okay, if you have any questions, or if you need any materials or tools, feel free to contact me."

Han Qing smiled sweetly: "Thank you, Sister Xuerong."

Qin Xuerong shook her head: "You're welcome!"

Qin Xuerong felt a hint of regret in his eyes that he could not personally frame this masterpiece worthy of being passed down through the ages, but there was nothing he could do.

Several people stood around and looked at the original painting of Drunken Flower Shadows for more than half an hour before Qin Hanming and his companions left. It was not because they had seen enough, but because they were embarrassed to continue looking at it. Han Qing had been watching them from the side, as if she was afraid that they would snatch the work away.

After watching for a full half hour, Qin Hanming and his friends finally felt hungry and returned to the restaurant to continue having breakfast.

"Lao Jiang's talent is so amazing. No one knows whether he will come up with another masterpiece in the next second."

Qin Hanming said with admiration and regret: "Han Qing is lucky to be able to stay with Jiang Chen and witness the birth of one masterpiece after another. We will never have such an opportunity in the future."

After hearing this, He Xianzhang, Wang Zhenhua, Li Hui, and Qin Xuerong all realized that it was indeed the case and felt a little disappointed.

They are all people in the circle who truly love traditional culture. In the past two days, they have witnessed Jiang Chen writing several excellent works in succession, which makes them feel that these are the happiest and most joyful days in their lives.

But Jiang Chen can't always be with them!
It would be very painful for Jiang Chen to continue to write excellent works in the future without them being able to witness it.

Wang Zhenhua said softly, “Then we can only keep following Xiao Jiang’s live broadcasts. Don’t miss any of them. No one knows when he will get inspiration and start writing.”

Wang Zhenhua emphasized the tone as he wrote a few words casually.

Qin Hanming, He Xianzhang, Li Hui, Su Haijun, and Qin Xuerong all looked strange after hearing this. Thinking of what Jiang Chen had just said about just writing it casually, they actually relaxed and believed it for a moment.

Look at the drunken flower shade again...

This is not just random writing.

Maybe Jiang Chen was just writing casually.

But for them, it is really their lifelong dream to write such a work. If they can write one, they are willing to exchange everything for this opportunity to leave their name in history.

Qin Xuerong was moved after hearing this, thinking of Han Qing, Pu Yuexi and others who had traveled with Jiang Chen and witnessed everything Jiang Chen did and what happened along the way.

So, could she also go on a trip with Jiang Chen and witness some things by his side?
However, after thinking about it, Qin Xuerong gave up this impulsive idea.

She still had teaching tasks to complete at school, and she couldn't let go of her pride and face if she suddenly followed Jiang Chen away.

Jiang Chen was already accompanied by Han Qing, Pu Yuexi and others, and she was not the only one or the special one who went.

So, after thinking about it for a while, Qin Xuerong rejected this impulsive idea in his heart.

If Jiang Chen was not accompanied by Han Qing and others, and if Jiang Chen was traveling alone, she would definitely release this impulse, seize this opportunity, and really go out with Jiang Chen to travel, be a witness beside Jiang Chen, and help Jiang Chen do some things.

But now, she can only keep an eye on Jiang Chen's movements through live broadcasts, and she doesn't know whether Jiang Chen will bring any surprises in the future.

The cruise ship continued to move slowly towards Suzhou.

At ten o'clock in the afternoon, the ship finally arrived in Suzhou. When Jiang Chen finished his lunch and took a nap, he had already entered the urban area of ​​Suzhou.

Along the way, Jiang Chen didn't see many cruise ships carrying people. He knew in his heart that it was definitely not something that ordinary people could do for a ship to reach Suzhou. It was now impossible for ordinary people to travel via this route.

It is actually more convenient when the ship arrives in Suzhou.

Because the Suzhou Canal is very developed, almost all tourist attractions can be reached by boat.

Qin Hanming stood on the bow and said to Jiang Chen, "Old Jiang, we don't have to get off the boat. We can see all of Suzhou in two days. Just tell me where you want to go."

Jiang Chen thought about it, but he didn't have a clear goal, because it was his first time in Suzhou, so he said, "Just taking a boat trip is enough."

Qin Hanming smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll let them drive around Suzhou."

Jiang Chen nodded: "Okay, thank you for troubling Lao Qin."

Qin Hanming laughed: "It's no trouble. I'm also very happy to travel Suzhou with you."

The cruise ship began to sail slowly on the river, surrounded by quaint streets with blue bricks and red tiles, full of historical atmosphere.

the most important is……

Not long after Jiang Chen's boat entered the Suzhou Canal, a voice came from the shore: "Old Jiang, welcome to Suzhou!"

A young man stood on a big rock on the shore, waving and shouting at Jiang Chen, and many people around him looked in the direction of Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen also smiled and waved in response, saying loudly: "Hello, Suzhou!"

A large number of responses instantly rang out from the shore: "Hello, Lao Jiang!"

"Hello, Lao Jiang!"

"Hello, Lao Jiang..."

……

Han Qing had already turned on the live broadcast, and the camera was fixed on the deck facing Jiang Chen.

The ships entered the canal more slowly and steadily, with almost no bumps felt, as if they were walking on flat ground.

Thousands of people immediately poured into the live broadcast room again, and the barrage of comments directly exploded the screen.

"Hello, Lao Jiang. The people of Suzhou welcome you."

"Hahahaha, I saw Lao Jiang's boat, hello Lao Jiang!"

"I heard Lao Jiang's greetings, but I'm from the Magic City."

"Woo woo woo, the people of Suzhou have finally waited for Lao Jiang."

"Old Jiang, just stay in Suzhou and don't leave."

"Lao Jiang, I love you!"

"Lao Jiang, Suzhou is the most beautiful place in the world, and there are so many beautiful women, please stay."

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

"The second day that the people of Jinling missed Lao Jiang."

"The fourth day that the people of Shanghai miss Lao Jiang!"

……

The number of people in the live broadcast room exceeded 100,000 in less than a minute. Many people were waiting for Jiang Chen to start the live broadcast after arriving in Suzhou, so they went straight into the live broadcast room as soon as they saw the reminder to start the broadcast.

Many viewers from the four major cities of Shanghai, Yangzhou, Jinling, and Suzhou flocked into the live broadcast room. Together with scattered viewers from all over the country, Jiang Chen's live broadcast room was able to maintain an audience of more than 100,000 at any time.

Jiang Chen stood at the bow, looking at the cultural landscape on both sides of the river with joy. From time to time, he could also hear shouts from both sides calling him.

As time went on, more and more voices were calling for him from both sides of the Taiwan Strait.

even……

By dinner time.

When the boat temporarily stopped in the middle of the canal to rest, there were already dense crowds of people rushing to both sides of the canal, and groups of people were shouting in unison, the sound shaking the sky.

"Lao Jiang!"

"Lao Jiang..."

"Lao Jiang!"

……

There were also many cruise ships of different sizes that drove over and docked around the ship where Jiang Chen was. The people on the boats also interacted with Jiang Chen by shouting excitedly.

"Lao Jiang..."

"Lao Jiang..."

"Lao Jiang..."

……

Jiang Chen really didn't expect that the people of Suzhou were so enthusiastic, even more lively than when he was in Yangzhou and Jinling.

Han Qing whispered beside him, "I read some comments on Weibo and found that many people here came from Shanghai, and some are from Yangzhou. Not all of them are from Suzhou."

Jiang Chen understood.

Suzhou is very close to Shanghai and Yangzhou, and it took Jiang Chen a lot of time to get here by boat from Jinling. Everyone knew that he was coming to Suzhou, so some audiences from Shanghai and Yangzhou who had time and liked to join in the fun came to Suzhou to join in the fun.

Jiang Chen smiled and waved to the fans on both sides of the river and on the boats, then turned back to the restaurant to have dinner.

Qin Hanming, He Xianzhang, Wang Zhenhua and others saw the scene and movement outside, and they all had a better understanding of Jiang Chen's popularity on the Internet.

"With Xiao Jiang's talent and ability, he should be admired by everyone."

Li Hui praised softly, "It's much better than those celebrities who know nothing but are still admired by so many people."

Wang Zhenhua: "That's right. The celebrities in the entertainment industry today haven't even mastered their own skills of dancing and singing, yet they keep saying they are working hard. I don't know what they are working hard for. They are not even worthy of carrying Xiao Jiang's shoes."

In Wang Zhenhua's opinion, celebrities are just the actors in the past, so singing and dancing are the most basic skills. If they can't even do this well, what are they working hard for? How can they compare with Jiang Chen?

After a few words, no one was interested in the entertainment industry, so no one mentioned it.

He Xianzhang said softly, "Wait a minute, Lao Qin will drive the boat to Hanshan Temple and participate in the activities there tomorrow."

Qin Hanming: "No problem, I've been there several times."

After Jiang Chen finished his meal, he returned to the deck to look at the night view, only to find that there were more people gathered around.

The streets of the ancient city on both sides were already crowded with people. Fans who knew that Jiang Chen had arrived in Suzhou all came over.

The canal was crowded with cruise ships in front and behind. All the cruise ships at the nearby docks on both sides had been dispatched, and the queue of tourists to board the ships was more than one kilometer long.

As soon as Jiang Chen appeared on the deck, everyone waved to him.

"Lao Jiang, you are so handsome."

"Lao Jiang, I love you..."

"Lao Jiang, you are the best..."

Shouts.

Many people have been extremely restrained.

because.

Many fans who can come here like Jiang Chen's talent, his songs, and several ancient poems that are masterpieces handed down from generation to generation. Naturally, they are in awe of Jiang Chen and dare not disturb him loudly.

Unlike those traffic idols who attract crazy young fans who are willing to do anything crazy and shameless just to see their idols.

Jiang Chen’s loyal fans are relatively mature, and many of them are successful people with successful careers.

Jiang Chen stood on the deck. The nearest boats were only a dozen meters away from them. They were all full of people, looking at him expectantly.

Jiang Chen turned to Han Qing and whispered, "Xiao Qingzi, go ask Lao Qin if there are any microphones or audio equipment on the ship. You can borrow them."

Han Qing's eyes lit up, and she quickly agreed: "Okay, I'll go ask!"

At this time, Chen Xiaojia came out and said, "I'll go to the shore and ask."

Jiang Chen nodded and did not stop her, allowing Chen Xiaojia to play freely.

This lady with long black hair has extremely strong social skills.

However, the crew quickly moved several speakers out of the cabin, placed them at the bow and stern, and connected the microphone in front of Jiang Chen.

Seeing this scene, the people around were all very excited.

"Lao Jiang..."

"Lao Jiang..."

"Lao Jiang..."

Excited shouts were heard.

Everyone could see that Jiang Chen might be going to put on a show.

"The brother who sleeps on my upper bunk!"

"how you look like!"

"Horse herding city."

"Your appearance."

"The brother who sleeps on my upper bunk..."

"You used to be..."

……

Many people couldn't wait to order songs.

Jiang Chen took the microphone handed over by Han Qing, looked at the surrounding cruise ships and the faces on the ancient street on the shore, and said: "Thank you all for coming to see me. However, I hope that you can put order and safety first. Otherwise, if something happens because of me, I will be uneasy."

"I've been away from Shanghai for a few days and have traveled to many places. I even took a boat trip along the Yangtze River. I've seen a lot and thought a lot."

"Today, I will use a new song to tell you some of my feelings and thoughts."

moment.

There was warm applause all around.

The applause could be heard from several kilometers away.

The ancient streets on both sides stretched as far as the eye could see, filled with people clapping their hands vigorously.

The barrage in the live broadcast room also exploded.

All the audience at the scene and in the live broadcast room clearly heard the two key words Jiang Chen said - new song!
Another new song?
Qin Hanming, Wang Zhenhua, He Xianzhang, Li Hui, Su Haijun, and Qin Xuerong who were standing at the back could clearly feel the volcanic enthusiasm around them.

Su Haijun looked around and whispered, "There are at least tens of thousands of people here!"

After hearing this, a hint of shock flashed in the eyes of several people.

(End of this chapter)