This Star Doesn’t Work Overtime - #463 - Chapter 460: 458 The best parallel prose throughout the ages, a national treasure whose ink is stil

On the stage, Wang Jianbin’s hand while polishing ink was trembling slightly, and his eyes were closely watching every word written by Wang Cheng!

As the head of the Chinese Department of Shuimu, he knows better than anyone present what each word Wang Cheng wrote at this time represents.

 Parallel prose occupies an important position in the history of ancient literature, leaving four famous works throughout the ages. Each of them represents the pinnacle of parallel prose and the peak use of words by the four masters of parallel prose!

Parallel prose is generally described in four or six characters, so it is concise and rhythmic to read, which is very refreshing.

 In fact, judging the quality of a parallel prose has almost the same thing as judging the quality of Song poetry, that is, reading!

The smoother and more refreshing it is to read, then the work will definitely not be bad.

no doubt…

The two paragraphs of this preface to Prince Teng’s Pavilion written by Wang Cheng are extremely refreshing to read, and you feel like you don’t want to stop at all.

In Wang Jianbin’s memory, he did not have such a smooth and refreshing feeling when reading the four famous poems in parallel prose.

and…

He could also see that Wang Cheng’s wording was not just about piling up rhymes, but also perfectly combined the background of Prince Teng’s Pavilion with the background of today’s show, in which the appearance of Governor Yan, played by him, and It can be said that there is no flaw in the appearance of other historical celebrities.

Looking at Wang Cheng’s writing brush, Wang Jianbin couldn’t help but read it out softly while sharpening the ink.

“Wearing an embroidered gate, looking down at the carved beasts, the mountains are wide and the plains are vast, and the rivers and marshes are horrifying. The luxuriants are thrown to the ground, and the bells are ringing, and the food is home; the ships are in the water, and the boats are green birds and yellow dragons. The clouds are gone and the rain is falling, and the colorful bricks are in the area Ming. The setting clouds and solitary swans fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky. The fishing boats sing late, ringing on the poor Pengli shore, and the formation of wild geese frightens the cold, and the sound breaks the Hengyang Pu…”

　　His!

Wang Jianbin almost read in a voice that only he could hear, for fear of disturbing Wang Cheng who was writing. After reading this, he couldn’t help but inhale suddenly, so that he could suppress his excitement a little, but Mo Mo His hands were still trembling, and he quickly held them together to rub the ink, barely keeping them from trembling.

However, Wang Jianbin’s mind was filled with this paragraph of text, which was so shocking that his heart went blank for a moment. This sentence kept replaying in his mind – the setting clouds and the solitary owl fly together, the autumn water is the same color as the sky…

This sentence, this artistic conception, and this sense of picture are simply what every literati dreams of.

Tang Yuanpeng next to him also recited it softly, his body trembled for a moment, as if he had been electrocuted, and then he had a wry smile on his face. Without even looking at the paper in his hand, he crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the paper next to him. In the trash can.

Comparing these words written by Wang Cheng, he felt that what he wrote was worthy of being thrown into the trash can.

 Jiang Qin, Wen Hanyue, Peng Jie, Yu Hong, Yang Yi, Wang Hongyi and others in the audience also had extremely rosy faces, and they were obviously very excited.

Wang Hongyi murmured in a low voice: “This paragraph alone surpasses the four famous ancient parallel prose poems that have been handed down to this day. This is simply something that cannot be written by humans.”

 The more profound the literary foundation, the more profound the family education, the more shocking it is.

Yang Yi whispered: “This is a perfect sentence that I never dared to dream of!”

Wen Hanyue once again spoke her innermost thoughts with a trembling voice: “If I had written this, I would have died right there after finishing it! The setting sun and the solitary swan flew together, and the autumn water shared the same color as the sky. The fishing boats sang late, and the sound of the poor Pengli was heard. On the shore, the wild geese are frightened by the cold, and the sound breaks the Hengyang Pu… What kind of talent does this have to come up with such a sentence?”

Jiang Qin and Peng Jie were both speechless. They stared blankly at Wang Cheng who continued to write on the stage with wide eyes.

 Everyone around could not help but read along with him.

 “The distance is smooth…”

Many big names in the entertainment industry could not help but chant along with them, even though 99% of them did not understand what these cultural figures were excited about, nor did they understand what Wang Cheng meant. , but just follow arty.

However, Han Xiao, Wen Yixiao, Zhu Ziqi, An Keru, Lin Mi and others can definitely understand it. Everyone’s face is red and they are chanting along, and their eyes are filled with excitement.

“The sky and the earth are vastly different, and I feel the infinity of the universe; when joy and sorrow come, I realize that there are countless ups and downs…”

 …

“It is difficult to cross the mountains, and those who have lost their way feel sorry for those who have lost their way; if we meet by chance, we are all guests from a foreign land…”

 …

 “Sigh! The fortune is bad and the fate is miserable. Feng Tang Yi Lao, Li Guang is difficult to seal…”

 …

 “When you are old and strong, you would rather have a gray-headed heart? If you are poor and strong, you will not fall into the clouds…”

 …

“Although Beihai is on credit, it can be picked up if it is soaring; the east corner has passed, and it is not too late to mulberry trees…”

 …

 …

 “The King of Teng has a high pavilion near the river, and he wears jade and sings the luan while he sings and dances.”

 “Slide to the super-fat Nanpu, the bead curtain rolls into the west mountain rain at dusk.”

 “The shadows in the leisurely cloud pool are long and leisurely, and things change and the stars move several autumns.”

“Where is the emperor’s son in the pavilion now? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows empty.”

 …

 When Wang Cheng finished writing the last word, he breathed out slightly, and the surrounding sounds quickly disappeared.

Everyone also followed the brush in Wang Cheng’s hand and finished reading.

Everyone feels an emotion brewing in their hearts, and everyone feels a sense of sadness and expectation for the future.

 This is affected by the emotions expressed in this preface to Prince Teng’s Pavilion.

Of course, there are still some who are sober and are not affected by the emotion of the article, but are so shocked by the superb talent of the article itself that they are speechless and just stare at Wang Cheng with shock on their faces.

 In an instant, the scene fell silent.

Everyone’s heart is echoing with the shocking sentences they just read.

Wang Cheng slowly put down his brush and looked at the article he had written, feeling a little dazed. He had never thought before that he would bring this article to this world.

What a coincidence…

Wang Cheng sighed a little, then put his thoughts away and looked at the scene. He saw that everyone was extremely quiet, and he was not surprised by everyone’s reaction.

  After all, this article is called the first parallel prose of all time. The original author died young shortly after writing this article. Many people joked that it was because writing this article consumed his life.

Of course, this article is not bad at all in this world, and its status may have risen slightly, because the four major parallel proses left in this world in Wang Cheng’s memory are all inferior to the level of the Preface to Prince Teng’s Pavilion!

If we ignore history and just talk about the article itself, the Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng written by Wang Cheng at this time can be said to be the first parallel prose in the world.

If coupled with the blessing of his cursive calligraphy that is comparable to Wang Youjun, the value of this authentic preface to Prince Teng’s Pavilion will be inestimable…

so!

After Wang Cheng finished reading it, he felt a little satisfied and started to collect it and take it back for framing.

“etc…”

 Suddenly a rapid sound came.

Wang Jianbin stretched out his hand to block Wang Cheng. Then seeing Wang Cheng looking at him calmly, he hurriedly explained: “Wang Cheng, can you let us read it for a while? This article shocked us so much that we want to read it again.” Look more.”

Tang Yuanpeng also said hurriedly: “Yes, Wang Cheng, I never thought that someone could write such an article. Today, I am the one who is doing something wrong. I am ashamed! Please let me take a second look…” They all stood up and stretched their necks to get a closer look.

Wang Cheng looked in the direction of the program team and saw that work had not yet started, so he nodded immediately, indicating that Wang Jianbin and Tang Yuanpeng could take another look.

Wang Jianbin and Tang Yuanpeng immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly got in front of the original work and looked at it carefully, looking at the gorgeous words and the stunning art-like calligraphy.

 “This is simply a work of art that only appears in dreams!”

Tang Yuanpeng admired in a low voice, his eyes full of longing.

It would be a supreme pleasure to take this authentic calligraphy back to observe and study it. He believed that he would soon be able to break through to master-level calligraphy.

Wang Jianbin’s eyes were shining, but he was thinking in his heart. He connected Wang Cheng’s poems and articles with many excellent works created by young writers when they competed with Wang Cheng. He couldn’t help but sigh. —Wang Cheng alone led a wave of renaissance of Chinese traditional culture.

In Wang Jianbin’s view, this preface to Prince Teng’s Pavilion definitely represents the pinnacle of traditional culture and can be regarded as the best parallel prose in the history.

 Such an article can appear in this era…

 It’s really incredible.

In the audience, Yu Hong, Yang Yi, Jiang Qin, Wen Hanyue, Wang Hongyi and other people who had just been on stage gently came up and gathered around the table to take a closer look. Everyone’s eyes were filled with excitement. Amaze and enjoy.

 It is really a spiritual pleasure and enjoyment to be able to observe such a work of art up close.

 It would be really great if you could take it back and collect it…

 Everyone’s eyes reveal desire!

 In the audience, everyone’s eyes were full of longing.

 And the background.

Shen Shenghui’s phone rang, waking up Shen Shenghui who was in a daze. He picked it up and saw that it was Qin Yuhai, and immediately answered the call: “Mr. Qin!”

Qin Yuhai’s voice also trembled with excitement: “Wang Cheng, is there any chance to get this preface to Prince Teng’s Pavilion? It can be any amount of money, one billion!”

 One billion…

At this price, you can buy a national treasure-level calligraphy and famous calligraphy, and you can buy some national treasure-level porcelain and important items at will.

Now Qin Yuhai just wants to buy an authentic work that Wang Cheng has just finished writing but the ink has not yet dried!

 And Shen Shenghui said with a wry smile: “Mr. Qin, it’s a bit difficult! You know Wang Cheng’s character.”

Qin Yuhai said without giving up: “What about the robbery? His things will be kept in the dormitory. When he is not around, I will find someone to break down the door and take them away!”

Shen Shenghui took a deep breath and said: “Mr. Qin, if this is the case, then you may become enemies with Wang Cheng in your life. For people like Wang Cheng, I think you should be cautious. Even if you cannot cooperate or become friends in the future, but It’s also best not to become an enemy!”

“For the sake of a work, I became enemies with Wang Cheng. I personally feel that the gain outweighs the loss.”

Qin Yuhai on the opposite side fell silent. He didn’t know what to say for a moment and simply hung up the phone.

Shen Shenghui looked at the phone and sighed helplessly. He could tell from the reactions of Wang Jianbin, Tang Yuanpeng and others that the preface to Prince Teng’s Pavilion written by Wang Cheng at this time would probably shock the entire literary world, and its value would break through again. The limit is reached!

 After all, as the number of words in calligraphy works and literary works increases, the value will increase accordingly.

The number of words in this preface to Prince Teng’s Pavilion may be comparable to all the poetry works Wang Cheng has written before, so it is reasonable for it to be of high value.

Yu Jinghong next to her also put down the phone. She also received a call from Lei Zhenzong just now, asking her to find a way to buy this work. She also said that it was impossible. In order not to offend Wang Cheng, she decided to do it in front of Wang Cheng. It’s best not to mention it at all.

but…

 The call Liu Haofeng received was different.

“Old Liu, this is what the province means. You should know the importance of this work to us in western Jiangxi! If you can keep this work here, build an exhibition hall on the site of Tengwang Pavilion to cooperate with other historical works. How many tourists will it attract if we exhibit local cultural relics together? And how much visibility and traffic will it bring to our entire Ganxi Province?”

“The outside world is going crazy now, and this article has almost paralyzed several social platforms!”

“So, what I mean above is that, no matter the cost, we must persuade Wang Cheng to keep this work. Whether it is money, or other policy support, etc., as long as Wang Cheng opens his mouth, you will agree. We in Ganxi Province are willing Become Wang Cheng’s backing…”

 The tone on the other side was also full of excitement and determination. It was obvious that he was also deeply shocked by this article.

Liu Haofeng’s face changed from shock and surprise to helplessness and bitterness at this time. He was silent for a moment, and then said: “If Wang Cheng is willing to take action, there will be countless people rushing to buy. Compared with the financial resources, we really don’t necessarily have those.” The rich are willing to…”

Before he finished speaking, the other end of the phone said firmly: “Our ultimate budget is 1.5 billion to 2 billion. This price is enough to buy several famous posters in the Forbidden City. I think this price is also It’s enough to make Wang Cheng feel sincerity, and other wealthy people may not be willing to pay such a high price…”

  1.5 billion to 2 billion?

When Liu Haofeng heard this number, his hand holding the phone trembled and he almost stopped holding it.

Whether it’s the capital city, the treasure island, or Liu Chuan’s many overseas Chinese historical masterpieces, the highest price is around one billion, right?

Wang Cheng has just finished writing a work and the ink has not yet dried. How about giving him 1.5 billion to 2 billion directly?

This price can only be surpassed by the authentic Lanting Preface that is said to have been brought to the tomb by Li Er, right?

Furthermore, in a few hundred years, it’s hard to say which of the two works will be more valuable…

 After being silent for a few seconds, Liu Haofeng took a deep breath, controlled his emotions, and said, “I’ll try my best! As long as Wang Cheng is willing to take action, I will try my best to get it. If he is not willing to take action, there is nothing I can do.”

The other person said: “He is unwilling to take action, so you can reason with him. Isn’t it the best place for the preface he wrote to the Prince of Teng’s Pavilion to be left in the Pavilion of the Prince of Teng?”

 Argue with Wang Cheng?

 Liu Haofeng feels that this is even more unworkable.

If Wang Cheng was willing to listen to your reasoning, he would not be incompatible with Rubik’s Cube Entertainment, nor would he be indifferent to everyone…

“I try my best…”

Liu Haofeng did not dare to agree, so he could only say that he would try his best.

 “Have the ratings come out?”

“The final ratings haven’t come out yet. The show is about to end and should be out soon.”

“After it’s over, you can find a way to retain Wang Cheng to produce another episode of the show!”

“I think so too. I will invite as many people as possible. The ratings for this episode will definitely explode. If I invite you again next time, it won’t be so cheap!”

“You don’t have to worry about funding. As long as you can be invited, we will pay for it no matter how much.”

“Okay, then I will try my best to invite Wang Cheng to continue producing the next program…”

hang up the phone.

 Liu Haofeng breathed a tired sigh of relief and looked at Wang Cheng on the stage.

I saw that Wang Cheng had ignored the gazes of Wang Jianbin, Tang Yuanpeng, Yu Hong, Yang Yi, Wang Hongyi, Wen Hanyue, Jiang Qin and others around him, and stepped forward to put away the authentic preface to Prince Teng’s Pavilion that had not yet been completely inked. Then under everyone’s distressed gaze, he put it aside casually.

That bunch of works were all written by Wang Cheng today…

Everyone looked at the pile of things that looked like discarded papers thrown by art students on the roadside, and their eyes shone with desire, as if it was a huge golden mountain.