Entertainment: I became a god at the National Goddess Concert

Chapter 312

"Preface to the Lanting Collection"

These big words are released.

The audience, who were already somewhat questioning, immediately stretched their heads like giraffes!

Especially the students who had Qin Yang's signature before, their faces were full of disbelief.

I looked down at the signature on my hand and then looked at the big words on the stage.

Is this really written by one person?

At this time, they looked at Lian Sanjin with a resentful look on their faces.

Because it was not Qin Yang's signature just now, but Lian Sanjin signed it on behalf of Qin Yang.

"In the ninth year of Yonghe, the year is in Guichou, and at the beginning of late spring, I met at Lanting in Shanyin, Kuaiji..."

Qin Yang immersively "descript" this article of Wang Xizhi's world's number one running script, "Preface to the Lanting Collection", seems to be completely paused, but Qin Yang suddenly remembered that he was arrested by his teacher when he was a child and went to the blackboard. The situation of writing.

At that time, my handwriting was really ugly. Every time I went on stage, I felt like a large-scale community death scene.

But this time it's different...

He has the blessing of the first running script skill!

The words written by me are really similar to those of Wang Xizhi’s original works!

However, in the eyes of others, this was shocked!

"My God... Can any college student here understand what Qin Yang is writing?"

"Good brother, be confident. You are a college student, but you can't understand!"

"When he wrote calligraphy, he seemed to be traveling to ancient times! I suspect that Qin Yang was not from our planet at all!"

"No... don't make it so scary..."

"No! Didn't Qin Yang just say that he is a poor student who writes ugly? What is he writing now?"

"Although I can't understand it, but when I saw the expressions of the professors above, I instantly understood everything..."

The students in the conference hall were stretched out like a giraffe, and were all curious about what Qin Yang wrote.

Although most people can see clearly, they don’t know what the word is.

Some students have been learning calligraphy for more than ten years and have seen many works, but they have never seen Qin Yang like this!

It is the kind of beauty that is textbook-level, which can only be viewed but cannot be touched.

"There are mountains and steep mountains, lush forests and bamboos here, and clear streams and auspicious rivers, reflecting the left and right..."

This place felt like it had traveled through time in an instant, as if there was really a stream around them, and the stream water made a "whirring" sound, which made this stuffy city hall feel a little cooler.

In fact, no one in the Great Hall except Qin Yang knew the masterpiece "Preface to the Lanting Collection", let alone how amazing the running script is written in it!

Especially when Qin Yang wrote that "Although there is no prosperity of silk and bamboo orchestra, every cup and chant is enough to express the secluded feelings!", the strokes turned from light to thick.

In a trance, people suddenly felt that the young man on the stage was an ancient calligraphy master who traveled through time. Is it really that silky?

"As soon as I am tired, my feelings will follow the situation, and my feelings will be related to it."

"What you like, when you look down, has become a sign of it; you still have to be happy with it, and even if you practice it shortly and follow the transformation, the end will be over."

"The ancients said: Life and death are great!"

The following passages sublimate the "Preface to the Lanting Collection" from a simple preface to the play and viewing, to the feelings about the universe and all things.

As an old professor of Chinese language and literature, Professor Xu couldn't tell how amazing the "Preface to the Lanting Collection" was.

He almost opened his mouth wide and shouted out word by word.

"What I liked in the past has become an old trace in a blink of an eye, and it cannot be stopped from being touched by it; and the length of life is subject to fate, and ultimately it is 'elimination!'..."

"Life and death are a big event after all! Why don't people feel sad!"

At this moment, there was an old voice, like a thunderclap that scared everyone present.

Those classmates who previously claimed to be academics saw an old man walking over slowly with his back, and said in unison: "Dean!"

That’s right, the one who is walking here is the dean of the Institute of History and also serves as the deputy dean of the Institute of Chinese Traditional Music.

When Peng Xinmin saw the old man, he became very respectful and quickly lowered his head and bowed to greet him: "Hello Dean... Why did you come to the school suddenly?"

As he said that, Peng Xinmin also wanted to support the dean.

Peng Xinmin was a little happy...

This dean has reasonably retreated to the second line and rarely appears in school.

Now... he actually came to his lecture in person?

Peng Xinmin was flattered because if the dean had memorized the book for himself, then he will be able to get the China National Fund research project he has always wanted.

Peng Xinmin has taken a lot of things in the academic world, but he has never received one at the national level...

How could he be unhappy if he finally saw this "guidor"?

The old dean directly shook Peng Xinmin's hand away, with a hint of displeasure on his face.

Peng Xinmin's eyes widened and his heart began to panic.

However, all this did not affect Qin Yang on the stage, as if Qin Yang was completely out of the matter.

His world was very quiet at this time, and he felt that he seemed to be in the Lanting in the ninth year of Yonghe.

He was there, but he felt his insignificance.

He is just a speck of dust in the universe, feeling the kind of worries in life.

Although the whole article of "Preface to the Lanting Collection" is only 324 words, it is graceful and elegant, with exquisite words, and the dots and strokes are like dances, as if they were made with the help of gods and man.

Because every time you write a word, you have different feelings.

Elegant, elegant and chic, showing the style of the times at that time!

The old dean seemed to have seen a treasure, staring at every word written by Qin Yang on the stage.

"I know that life and death are absurd, and Qi Pengshang's reckless behavior! The future looks at the present and the present. Sad husband!"

When Qin Yang wrote the word "sad husband", the intensity was a little bit stronger.

I don’t know if it was this sentence, Qin Yang’s calligraphy, or because of both, it hit the old dean’s heart at once!

"What a saying that one knew that life and death were equated was untrue, and that the saying that longevity and short life were equated was false. Later generations looked at today's people just as they saw future generations, which was sad! Good! It's true It's so wonderful! ”

The old dean's hands were trembling, pointing to the words on it.

In fact, most people really can't see these words.

Just like the students in the audience, there are actually few people who can understand it.

It becomes a problem when pronounced, let alone a classical Chinese translation.

However, everyone knew what the old dean’s reaction, Professor Xu’s expression and Peng Xinmin’s eyes were all glaring out.

This cliff is a calligraphy that can be recorded in history, and this cliff is a classical Chinese that can be written into textbooks! !