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

Chapter 92 91. Facing the sea, spring is in full bloom! The future leader of the literary world?

Devil!

He Fangyu, who was just about to say goodbye to Qin Hanming and Qin Xuerong, moved his ears and heard the sound of Fang Cheng's live broadcast room coming from the mobile phone on the table next to him.

He Fangyu stopped, turned around and looked at the live broadcast screen, and asked softly: "What did Jiang Chen say just now?"

Qin Hanming and Qin Xuerong had already turned around and came to the mobile phone page.

"Old Jiang seemed to say he wanted to write something."

Qin Hanming said excitedly.

He and Jiang Chen lived on a boat for two days, and he watched Jiang Chen write several poems that were worthy of being passed down through the ages, which left a deep impression on him.

Every time, Jiang Chen would just say casually - Xiao Qingzi, pen and ink!
Or - Xiaoqingzi, I want to write something.

Qin Hanming and Qin Xuerong had almost developed a conditioned reflex for these two sentences. When they heard any one of them, they could hear it clearly and their hearts were filled with anticipation and surprise. Then they immediately came to the live broadcast screen and stared at Jiang Chen in the screen.

Seeing that Han Qing had excitedly run to the car to get something, Pu Yuexi and Chen Xiaojia also went over to help, leaving Jiang Chen alone sitting in front of the live camera.

He Fangyu asked in surprise, "He has another inspiration?"

Qin Xuerong nodded: "It should be! He came to the sea today and was inspired to write two songs about the sea. Now he wants to write a work about the sea. It's only natural for him to do so!"

The right thing to do?

He Fangyu was speechless after hearing this.

He has lived in Shanghai for most of his life, and has been to the sea countless times, but he has no inspiration, let alone any good works. At most, he wrote a few words to express his feelings: "The sea is so big, the sea has so much water..."

Qin Hanming saw He Fangyu's mood and smiled bitterly, "Don't compare yourself with Jiang Chen. He seems to be born for this. It's a pity that he wasted his time and talent in the past twenty years. Otherwise, I'm afraid the entire Chinese literary world would be different now."

He Fangyu nodded in agreement.

If Jiang Chen had written a few masterpieces ten years earlier, if he had become a master of calligraphy ten years earlier, the entire Chinese literary landscape would indeed be very different now.

At this time, He Xianzhang, Huang Wenqing, Li Cheng and others in Suzhou were also watching the live broadcast on their mobile phones, looking closely at Jiang Chen.

The audience in the live broadcast room were also excited.

"Lao Jiang has another masterpiece coming out. Dahai, why do you favor Lao Jiang so much? I went there so many times, but he didn't give me any inspiration. Lao Jiang wrote two songs after one visit, and now he wants to write a poem. I don't accept it!"

"If you don't agree, you can only hold it in and wait for Jiang Zemin to make his big move."

"Lao Jiang gave me three surprises in one day. It would be even more perfect if the two songs "Listening to the Sea" and "The Sea" could be uploaded."

"Lao Jiang, you have written so many works, can you draw a prize in the live broadcast room and give one of your works to your fans as a reward?"

"Lao Jiang, I want to buy your work."

"Lao Jiang's poems and distant places are really about writing poems all the way to distant places!"

……

At Shonan TV.

Guo Haitao and Zhou Ming looked at each other in confusion at this time.

Just now, the two of them were planning to leave and go back to their respective hotels and residences to rest.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Chen suddenly said he wanted to write something.

Guo Haitao smiled bitterly and said, "This is why I find it difficult to invite him. His literary talent is even more amazing than his musical talent. He may not be willing to show up on stage."

Zhou Ming said softly: "But, he is willing to broadcast live!"

Guo Haitao: "That's because he chose to live stream, not because he had to. Lao Zhou, let me tell you, if he really comes, you should be polite to him."

Zhou Ming nodded: "Of course, I admire his talent very much, and I want to ask him in person for a calligraphy work."

Guo Haitao: "It's great that you think so!"

However, Zhou Ming changed his tone and asked, "Old Guo, do you think he will sell the works he has already written?"

Guo Haitao: "Are you talking about pop songs or poetry?"

Zhou Ming said with certainty: "I want to buy them all!"

Whether it is the songs or poems written by Jiang Chen, they are all rare masterpieces, and Zhou Ming wants them very much.

Guo Haitao: "I don't know. When he comes, you can ask him formally. However, for an artistic youth like him, it might be a bit difficult. You know what an artistic youth is!"

Zhou Ming smiled bitterly and nodded to show that he understood.

A literary youth.

Several creators he had worked with before were a bit of a literary youth. They valued their own works very much, could not tolerate any opposition, and would only cooperate but would not sell the full copyright.

So he had to compromise and give up part of the copyright income. Now those creators have retired, but he still has to give them tens of millions of copyright shares every year for the works they collaborated with.

Jiang Chen has always only sung his own songs and never sings a word of other people's songs. It can be seen that he has his own paranoia.

In the live broadcast screen.

Han Qing, Pu Yuexi, and Chen Xiaojia quickly set up a desk and carefully placed their writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Han Qing personally ground ink for Jiang Chen again.

Jiang Chen stood up and looked at the sea in front of him. The waves were still hitting him, and then he slowly walked to the table.

Chen Xiaojia helped move the phone stand to the front of the table, and the live broadcast room could clearly see Jiang Chen and the snow-white rice paper on the table in front of him.

No one spoke, afraid of disturbing Jiang Chen's inspiration, and they just looked at Jiang Chen quietly.

Jiang Chen did not say anything. He slowly picked up the brush, dipped it in the inkstone, and then placed the brush on the rice paper.

This time, Jiang Chen wrote slowly, and each word seemed to carry a thousand pounds of weight.

Han Qing, Chen Xiaojia, Pu Yuexi, Wang Jing, Li Wen and the 200,000 viewers at the scene could clearly see the entire process of every word written by Jiang Chen.

"From tomorrow on, be a happy person."

No title? Or is this the title?

This first sentence appears.

Everyone was slightly confused, but they all knew it.

This is definitely not an ancient poem, it is definitely a modern poem.

Many viewers who like ancient poetry were a little disappointed, but then they became interested.

Because Jiang Chen has only written one modern poem so far, which is a fragment.

This fragment of poetry was also highly praised by many professionals in the field. It is also a modern poem worthy of being passed down from generation to generation, and is in no way inferior to the representative works of modern poetry in the past century that are used in textbooks today.

This is Jiang Chen’s second time writing modern poetry.

He Fangyu was slightly surprised: "Modern poetry!"

Qin Xuerong: "Well, Jiang Chen's attainments in modern poetry are also extremely high, and are in no way inferior to his ancient poetry."

As he spoke, Qin Xuerong turned around and glanced at the fragment of the poem hanging on the wall.

There are only four sentences, but they are like quatrains from ancient poetry, each of which is full of aftertaste and profound charm.

The next second, He Fangyu said in surprise: "His calligraphy has improved again!"

Qin Xuerong and Qin Hanming both nodded after hearing this, their eyes filled with surprise and even a hint of shock.

Jiang Chen's calligraphy improves every time, and they have become accustomed to it.

However, this is still an extremely amazing talent.

How many calligraphy masters have been stuck outside the door of becoming a master for more than ten or twenty years without making any progress? Seeing Jiang Chen making progress every time, they would definitely shed tears of envy.

This time, Jiang Chen's calligraphy progress has truly reached a new level.

He Fangyu's eyes lit up as he exclaimed, "Every word truly embodies his spirit! This is true master-level calligraphy, and every word seems to have life."

Qin Hanming and Qin Xuerong's faces were both slightly flushed with excitement.

Perhaps they can witness the birth of a true calligraphy master in the live broadcast room today.

……

Suzhou, next to the Magic City.

He Xianzhang was already in tears at this time, tears kept flowing down his wrinkled face, and he murmured in a low voice: "Master, this is a true calligraphy master, no longer an image of a master, but a true master's calligraphy! Every word is vivid and full of spirit! How many people have been pursuing this realm of calligraphy for their entire lives but have never been able to achieve it."

"The Chinese calligraphy world has once again gained its own calligraphy master."

He Xianzhang wanted to cry loudly, but he couldn't cry out.

He couldn't help feeling uncomfortable when he thought about how he had been mocked by the calligraphy circles in the island country for the past decade or so. Now the Chinese calligraphy world finally had its own master, who was also the youngest calligraphy master in the past hundred years. He wished he could take Jiang Chen to the island country right now and tell the calligraphy circles in the island country that China had produced a calligraphy genius and that China was the orthodox Asian culture.

However, He Xianzhang knew that even if he wanted to take Jiang Chen with him, Jiang Chen might not be willing to go.

……

Far away in the capital.

Huang Bo and Lin Shuang stood up again at this time, staring at the first line of the poem written by Jiang Chen on the live broadcast screen with wide eyes, looking at every word.

Lin Shuang looked surprised and whispered, "Professor Huang, if I'm not mistaken, every word of this poem written by Jiang Chen is so vivid and full of charm! This should be the calligraphy of a true master, right?"

Lin Shuang's voice trembled slightly when she spoke.

She started to formally practice calligraphy at the age of eight, and studied with a calligraphy master in Beijing at the age of fifteen. Now at the age of twenty-seven, she has been practicing calligraphy for twenty years and has been studying with calligraphy masters for more than twelve years.

But she is still only at the level of a famous calligrapher. She still has one step to break through to become a great calligrapher, and she will have to wait until she reaches the level of a great calligrapher in her lifetime.

She and Qin Xuerong have similar talents in calligraphy, and both are rising talents in the field of calligraphy. They have the hope of becoming great calligraphers before the age of forty, and then they have half their lives to pursue the realm of great calligraphers. With time and hard work, they should be able to become great masters in their lifetime.

Therefore, top calligraphy talents like them are called the hope for the future of Chinese calligraphy.

But now...

Jiang Chen emerged at the age of only 30, and directly stepped into the field of calligraphy masters, becoming the youngest calligraphy master in a hundred years.

Lin Shuang has been practicing calligraphy for twenty years and knows very well how incredible this is.

This is a major event that is enough to shock the entire Chinese calligraphy world today.

Huang Bo's face flushed, and he was very excited. He took a few deep breaths before nodding and said, "Yes, you read that right! Jiang Chen has truly become a calligraphy master. The Chinese calligraphy world now has its own calligraphy master. When Jiang Chen comes to Beijing, I must invite him to visit Beijing University."

Lin Shuang said excitedly: "That's great, I want to ask him in person."

Ding……

A message flashed across Huang Bo’s phone. It was from his father Huang Wenqing who was far away in Suzhou. It contained only a few words: Watch Jiang Chen’s live broadcast!

Huang Bo replied: "Watching it now, the master has been born!"

Huang Wenqing did not reply to the message, obviously he was also very emotional.

At this time, they were all paying more attention to Jiang Chen's calligraphy and ignored the poems written by Jiang Chen.

Huang Bo and Lin Shuang, as well as Huang Wenqing, He Xianzhang and others from Suzhou, and He Fangyu, Qin Hanming and others from Shanghai, all looked carefully at Jiang Chen's brush and every stroke of his writing, wanting to learn something from it. Perhaps their calligraphy skills could be improved as a result.

However, Qin Xuerong, Han Qing, Pu Yuexi and others were more concerned about the poems written by Jiang Chen!
"From tomorrow on, be a happy person."

Just from the first sentence, everyone can see a sunny, positive emotion and picture.

It’s like Jiang Chen is camping on the beach today. Today, Jiang Chen is an extremely happy person, so happy that everyone envies him.

Surrounded by beauties, open your mouth for food!
Live by the sea and be neighbors with the sea!
This made Kun Kun so envious that he turned purple.

“Feed the horses, chop wood, and travel the world.”

Jiang Chen's writing speed was still slow, and each word seemed to consume a huge amount of energy.

"From tomorrow on, take care of food and vegetables."

"I have a house facing the sea, with flowers blooming in spring."

"Starting tomorrow, write to every one of your loved ones."

"Tell them how happy I am."

"That happy lightning told me."

"I'm going to tell everyone."

“Give every river and every mountain a warm name.”

"Stranger, I bless you too."

"May you have a bright future."

"May your lovers finally get married."

"May you find happiness in this world."

“I just want to face the sea and see the flowers blooming in the spring.”

This is the longest poem Jiang Chen has ever written.

Finished.

The scene fell silent.

Han Qing, Pu Yuexi, Chen Xiaojia, Li Wen, and Wang Jing all covered their mouths to hold back their tears. They felt their hearts filled with a strong sense of happiness. The dim sky around them seemed so bright, and it seemed as if flowers were blooming all around them. The fragrance of the flowers was the taste of happiness.

They were surrounded by happiness, looking at Jiang Chen with tearful eyes, their bodies trembling slightly, and they couldn't help but want to pounce on Jiang Chen and knock him down, but the remaining trace of rationality restrained the impulse in their hearts.

After Jiang Chen finished writing, he took a quick look at it, and then wrote the title of the poem at the very beginning.

"Facing the Ocean, Spring and Blossom."

The few words that fall at the front are the title of this modern poem.

all of a sudden.

From top to bottom, this work of modern poetry is complete.

Qin Xuerong, who was watching the live broadcast, also had tears flowing down her cheeks. She felt a little regretful in her heart. She regretted that she did not let go of her pride and did not follow Jiang Chen.

He Fangyu praised softly, "Great calligraphy, great poem! This poem is definitely a masterpiece among modern poems. The words are full of emotions. It is so well written that I can't help but want to live by the sea. It must be very happy. Jiang Chen wrote the title of this poem after he finished writing."

"That means he really created this on the spot. He is so talented. So talented."

Qin Hanming agreed, "What I'm most thankful for now is that I became friends with Lao Jiang. It's a pity that this song Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms can't be kept with me."

There was also a trace of regret in He Fangyu's eyes. If this work was also with Qin Hanming, it would have a very special meaning.

This work is different from the others.

Because this work is Jiang Chen's first real work among the masters of calligraphy. Every character has both form and spirit. Even when placed in front of the works of those calligraphy masters who passed away more than ten years ago, it is not inferior and is very representative. It may become Jiang Chen's masterpiece in the field of calligraphy. Both its value and significance are different from other works Jiang Chen has written before.

This work, if put on the collection market, will really cause a rush.

Because the tradition of calligraphy masters in China was broken more than ten years ago, the prices of calligraphy masters' works have been hyped up very high in recent years, often costing millions per piece, and their representative works can be hyped up to tens of millions.

Dealers in collectibles all say that there will be no more calligraphy masters in the Chinese calligraphy world in the future, and that the works of previous calligraphy masters will become the swan songs of the masters in the calligraphy world. If you buy one pair, there will be one less pair.

Now Jiang Chen has become a new generation of calligraphy master, and the only calligraphy master. The prices of the works of those previously hyped calligraphy masters may drop a bit, but the calligraphy value of Jiang Chen’s own works will soar.

Far away in the capital.

Huang Bo and Lin Shuang's faces were also full of envy and thought.

"He really created this on the spot. He had just thought of the title. He was so confident."

Lin Shuang exclaimed: "Master-level calligraphy, and such amazing talent. I am afraid I will live in his shadow for the rest of my life. Professor Huang, next time Jiang Chen comes to Beijing, I must borrow this work to see."

Huang Bo: "Nonsense, I want to borrow it too, but Jiang Chen may not be willing to lend it. Such a masterpiece of calligraphy by a master has extraordinary meaning to him. He may cherish it very much and won't show it to others easily."

Lin Shuang: "But, he has temporarily lent so many works to Mr. Qin. Our Jingda's reputation won't be inferior to Mr. Qin's, right?"

Huang Bo: "Nonsense, this is not a comparison of face or not, it depends on whether the other party is willing. If they are not willing, it will be useless no matter how great your face is. When the time comes, you can go with me, and ask Li Wenjun to come with us!"

Li Wenjun?
Lin Shuang was puzzled: "Why did you call Wenjun?"

Huang Bo: "Wenjun is known as the most beautiful girl in Beijing University, and the most beautiful girl since the founding of the university. I will bring her with me to see if she is attractive to Jiang Chen."

Lin Shuang was speechless, her eyes widened: "Professor Huang wants to use a honey trap?"

Huang Bo said confidently: "Why not? For a talent like Jiang Chen, as long as it is fair and aboveboard, I will use him at all costs to keep him."

Lin Shuang thought about it and it seemed to be true.

Top prestigious universities are not as aloof and rule-bound as most ordinary people imagine.

The competition among them is extremely fierce, and all means are used to compete for top talents.

This is true even for prestigious international schools.

Lin Shuang remembered that a few years ago, a top math genius from Shuimu next door was tricked by an exchange student from a top North American university to go to North America and join the school as a teacher. The exchange student was an exotic beauty. After arriving in North America, the two got married and started a family, and the story became a good story.

If any prestigious school could really use the beauty trap to win over Jiang Chen and trick him into joining the school, it would also be spread as a good story to the outside world, such as a talented man and a beautiful woman.

However, Lin Shuang looked at herself in the mirror at the office door and felt that she could also use the beauty trap, so why did she have to let Li Wenjun go?

Huang Bo once again looked at the poem written by Jiang Chen on the live screen, and at each of the master's calligraphy fonts, his eyes were full of envy. He then sent a message to the class group and graduate student group: "Give me an analysis of the poem and calligraphy that Jiang Chen just wrote tomorrow."

Messages immediately popped up in the group.

"I was watching the live broadcast and I knew that Lao Huang was going to do his homework. This piece of work is so well written. It is my favorite modern poem so far."

“This is the modern poem that makes me feel the happiest.”

"Jiang Chen's attainments in modern poetry are truly amazing."

"One poem is about a fragment, and the other is about facing the sea with flowers blooming in spring. Jiang Chen's position in the modern poetry world has immediately been established, and he has stood at a very high position."

"Didn't you notice that Old Huang specifically emphasized Jiang Chen's calligraphy?"

"I discovered that Jiang Chen's calligraphy today is truly master-level calligraphy, which means that Jiang Chen is now a true master of calligraphy, and he is the only master of calligraphy in the current calligraphy world. This is the most amazing thing."

"I don't understand calligraphy, so I didn't see anything. I just think Jiang Chen's handwriting today is more beautiful and more vivid."

"That is the master's artistic conception. Every word has spirit and energy, as if it has come alive."

"That's awesome! When Jiang Chen comes to Beijing, I will definitely go to see him in person and watch one of his live performances."

"Let's go together!"

"Let's go together!"

……

Huang Bo glanced at the message in the group and ignored it.

Lin Shuang next to him said softly: "Professor Huang, I heard that Professor Liao from the Chinese Department of Shuimu next door is also studying Jiang Chen's works, and he also assigned homework about Jiang Chen's works yesterday."

Huang Bo was stunned for a moment, then said: "This is not surprising, my assignments are all public, and there are many people discussing Jiang Chen's works on the school forum. It would be strange if Shui Mu didn't pay attention to it."

Lin Shuang: "What if Jiang Chen comes and Shuimu also tries to snatch people?"

Huang Bo: "Then it all depends on your ability!"

Lin Shuang said with a smile: "If Professor Huang brings Li Wenjun, then if they also bring Yan Ruyu, then it will become a beauty contest between the two top universities in our country?"

Huang Bo was also speechless after hearing this.

When you hear the name Yan Ruyu, you know that she must be stunningly beautiful. Huang Bo also knows Yan Ruyu.

She was given this name when she was born, and she grew up according to the name. Her appearance is as stunning as jade, and it is no exaggeration to say that she is the chosen one by God.

Many people whose names have beautiful meanings are envious. Why doesn’t my name have this effect?

However, if Shuimu brings Yan Ruyu and he brings Li Wenjun, the battle for talent between the two top domestic universities will turn into a beauty contest, which would be really embarrassing.

but!

Li Wenjun and Yan Ruyu are both extremely talented, and both come from scholarly families. They are both doctoral students now, so it is not just a pure comparison of beauty; strength and school background are also important factors.

Huang Bo said softly: "I hope Jiang Chen can come to Beijing right away. Maybe they don't have the same determination as we do now."

Lin Shuang: "What determination?"

Huang Bo: "As the dean of the department, I will do whatever it takes to keep him in the Chinese Department of Peking University. Mr. Liao from Shuimu may not have such determination and courage."

After hearing this, Lin Shuang was speechless again, with some envy in her eyes. She was so outstanding but was only an associate professor. Judging from Huang Bo's tone, he might directly give Jiang Chen the treatment of a full professor.

but……

Thinking about the works written by Jiang Chen and his official entry into the realm of calligraphy master, it is not surprising. Lin Shuang can only envy him and cannot feel the slightest jealousy.

The status in the literary world is not achieved overnight; it requires time of accumulation and sedimentation.

but……

No calligraphy master needed!
Because there hasn't been a master in the calligraphy world for more than ten years.

If a calligraphy master emerges and raises his hand, he can immediately get the support of many calligraphy masters in a short period of time and become a leader in the calligraphy world.

Because the current Chinese calligraphy world really needs a calligraphy master to support its development.

Now they no longer care about qualifications or background. As long as one is a master of calligraphy, they will push him to the position of the number one in the field of calligraphy.

Lin Shuang and Huang Bo, who came from scholarly families, knew this very well, and that was why they spared no expense to keep this future leader of the literary world at Peking University!

If Jiang Chen can continue to write masterpieces in the future, then he will sooner or later become the leader of the literary world. If Jiang Chen can join Peking University, with the support and operation of Peking University's resources, then Jiang Chen's becoming the leader of the literary world is almost certain.

Think about it this way…

Lin Shuang and Huang Bo's thoughts suddenly became clear.

Whoever grabs Jiang Chen will become the center of the domestic calligraphy and literary circles in the future?

The two looked at Jiang Chen's live broadcast again and saw that Jiang Chen had put down his brush and continued to look at the gradually darkening sea. They could only see Jiang Chen's back.

But at this moment, Jiang Chen's back seemed to become very tall, and seemed to be shining brightly in the darkness, extremely dazzling.

……

Zhang Li was also excited and gave Jiang Chen another 10,000 yuan in tips. Seeing that there were more than 260,000 people online in the live broadcast room at its peak, she knew that Jiang Chen's popularity was still rising.

buzzing...

The phone rings.

Zhang Li answered the phone and it was Mr. Yang calling.

"Boss Yang, I'm in Suzhou, planning to follow Jiang Chen."

Zhang Li said immediately.

Mr. Yang: "Did you watch Jiang Chen's live broadcast just now?"

Zhang Li: "I saw it. 260,000 people are online!"

President Yang: "We can't lose Jiang Chen now. He doesn't have many shows under his contract. With his two live shows a day, it won't be long before it ends. You have to sign him at a low price. The price per show can be doubled!"

The price per person doubled?
Four dollars per person?
So if there are 250,000 people online in Jiang Chen’s live broadcast room, that means the per capita fee is one million?

Jiang Chen now broadcasts two shows every day, one in the morning and one in the afternoon. Does that mean he gets two million per person per day?

60 million a month?
720 million a year?
Horror!
Zhang Li took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and asked softly, "Boss Yang, is this price too high?"

Mr. Yang said hurriedly, "Not high. We need to show our sincerity. I heard that DouYue is planning to offer a sky-high contract to pursue Jiang Chen. We can't lose to DouYue! Now Jiang Chen is the only hope for the rise of Penguin Live. The platform's traffic has almost doubled recently."

"These are not things that can be measured with money. When you negotiate the contract, you can make adjustments on your own. If the price offered by Douyue is ridiculously high, you can raise the unit price to a maximum of five dollars. In short, you must keep Jiang Chen at all costs!"

When Zhang Li heard Mr. Yang say that the traffic of Penguin Live had doubled, she knew the value of Jiang Chen to Penguin Live. Even if she paid Jiang Chen 1 billion yuan a year, it would be worth it for Penguin Live. She said immediately, "Okay, I understand, Mr. Yang!"

Mr. Yang: "Next time we sign a contract, we will start with fifty games!"

Zhang Li: "Okay, I'll try my best! But it may not work. Jiang Chen likes freedom and doesn't like to be bound by a platform for too long."

Mr. Yang: “Just sign as many sessions as possible.”

Zhang Li: “Okay!”

hang up the phone.

Zhang Li saw that Jiang Chen was no longer writing or singing. He just sat on the beach, looking at the sea and listening to the sound of the waves. The number of people in the live broadcast room began to decrease, but stabilized at around 150,000 to 160,000.

This number of online users is definitely unique on the Penguin Live platform. The top ten anchors combined do not have as many people online as Jiang Chen's live broadcast room.

Now, more than half of the traffic on the Penguin Live platform is directed by Jiang Chen.

…………

He Fangyu also said goodbye to Qin Hanming and Qin Xuerong, and said to Qin Xuerong before leaving: "Xuerong, keep in touch with Jiang Chen and ask him to come to our school. I hope he can stay in our school to teach, even as an honorary professor, so that both of you can be teachers in our school."

Qin Xuerong smiled and said, "I will try my best, but he has his own ideas and dreams, and no one can influence them."

He Fangyu: "I know that he can write so many good works and can practice calligraphy to the level of a master at such a young age. He must have a firm belief to do it. But we just have to do our best. I'm leaving now. I look forward to your open class."

Qin Xuerong: "Goodbye, Director He!"

He Fangyu waved to the grandfather and grandson and turned away.

………………

After Jiang Chen finished writing Facing the Sea, Spring Flowers Blooming, he felt a little tired.

This writing session was the most tiring one for him.

It's not just because this piece of work has the most words among all the works he has written.

Moreover, the experience he gained from writing this time allowed his calligraphy skills to truly reach the level of a master, which immediately allowed his understanding of calligraphy to advance to a higher level. Every word he wrote consumed a huge amount of energy, and every word was infused with his spirit.

Therefore, he would feel a little tired with every word he wrote, and after finishing writing, he would feel very tired.

This is also the reason why there are not many representative works left by calligraphy masters in the past. Because each representative work requires a lot of energy to write, it would be very tiring if one could not write for long. Ordinary calligraphy written casually in daily life does not have that kind of charm, so its value will be reduced.

The value of a masterpiece will be much higher than that of ordinary works.

no doubt.

This painting facing the sea with spring flowers in bloom is Jiang Chen's representative work that marks his entry into the realm of master calligraphy.

For now, this is his only masterpiece.

However, he did not care and let Han Qing take it and frame it herself, and then put it away.

Then, Han Qing turned off the live broadcast without saying a word.

Jiang Chen stretched and said, "I'm going to bed first. I'm a little tired!"

There was no convenient toilet for washing here, so Jiang Chen could only use the water he brought from the car to brush his teeth and wash his face, and then take a shower in the sea water.

There is no way around it. The system requires it. You must take a shower during the washing process, otherwise it will not be considered complete.

Jiang Chen washed up and went to bed.

Han Qing was sorting things out here and picked up her phone to check today's live broadcast data.

The peak number of people online for the live broadcast just now was over 260,000, with tips bringing in over 2.4 million. The number of people who gave tips was as high as over 90,000, plus the per-person money, the total income was around 3 million.

In the morning, Jiang Chen's live broadcast of singing "Ting Hai" also had more than 200,000 people online, with tips earning more than 1 million yuan. There were more than 60,000 people giving tips, with an income of about 2 million yuan!

At the end of the day, the income was more than 5 million.

More efficient than robbing money!
Han Qing thought to herself, if Jiang Chen's live streaming income was like this every day, it would be hundreds of millions in a month? How scary!

Putting aside her thoughts, Han Qing put away her phone and said to Pu Yuexi and the others, "Sister Yuexi, you guys can have fun. I'm going to bed now. I have to get up early with my boss tomorrow."

Pu Yuexi, Chen Xiaojia, Wang Jing and Li Wen still didn't have the habit of going to bed so early. Twelve o'clock was already very early for them to go to bed. They continued to play cards together while chatting quietly. After playing cards for a while, they went to play in the sea for a while before returning to their tents to rest!
When they returned to the tent, they couldn't help but look at the shadow of Jiang Chen who had fallen asleep next door.

Jiang Chen's tent was among them, like the moon surrounded by stars, so he was their neighbor.

It was not yet ten o'clock, but Jiang Chen had already closed his eyes and gone to sleep.

He had just exhausted all his energy while writing and was too tired, so he fell asleep as soon as he lay down. He had no time to watch the sword-breaking competition or the donkey hoof scraping, nor did he pay attention to the five beautiful women resting around him.

The next day, Jiang Chen slept until about seven o'clock before opening his eyes. He slept for more than nine hours in total. The mental exhaustion from yesterday was replenished, and he felt energetic and refreshed again.

After opening his eyes, Jiang Chen immediately reviewed the results of his self-discipline yesterday.

only……

When Jiang Chen took a look, he was pleasantly surprised to find that it was not only self-discipline that was gained.

Calligraphy skill was his first skill to reach the master level without relying on experience points from the system, and it actually had special rewards!
Moreover, the rewards are not small, just like the big rewards for self-discipline.

There is a long list of prize information on the system page.

Jiang Chen quickly checked it out with great anticipation.

(End of this chapter)