Chapter 413 411. How dare we go on stage and embarrass ourselves when we have a masterpiece that lasts forever?

but…

 When Qin Shangran, Yang Yi, Li Cheng and other people from CCTV were ready to go.

Wen Yixiao, Han Xiao, Zhu Ziqi, Lin Mi, and even Xia Xi in the rest area next to them were also ready to go. They also wanted to help Wang Cheng move the wall down as soon as possible.

However, they didn’t want to help Qin Shangran and others from CCTV move here. They wanted to help Wang Cheng take this work away from here.

CCTV wants to…

 Why don’t they want Wang Cheng’s works?

Both Wen Yixiao and Han Xiao already own an authentic work by Wang Cheng, but they want Wang Cheng's masterpiece of cursive script even more, which is also the pinnacle of Manjiang Red Ci Pai.

As for Zhu Ziqi and Lin Mi, neither Zhu Ziqi nor Lin Mi owns Wang Cheng’s works, so naturally they would like a piece of Wang Cheng’s work to put at home so they can appreciate it.

 As for Xia Xi…

 She didn't know what she was thinking now, she just didn't want Wang Cheng to lose this work.

And if Wang Cheng really doesn’t want to take this work away, then she wants it too!

As for CCTV, Xia Xi no longer regards herself as a CCTV person at this time. At this time, in her heart, her career was not as important as Wang Cheng and Wang Cheng's works.

However, Jiang Sihua on the stage had just finished speaking, and the three judges behind him had not yet finished speaking.

Wang Jianbin was also silent for a moment, thinking about what Jiang Sihua just said and his own thoughts, then looked at Wang Cheng and said with emotion: "This song "Man Jiang Hong" almost made me cry just now. Mr. Wang Cheng's calligraphy , in fact, I have been studying it for a long time. It is really not an exaggeration to say that it is the best running script and the best cursive script in the world. On today's stage, Mr. Wang Cheng can present such wonderful traditional cultural elements to us, which is the best Makes me happy.”

“Our Chinese literary world has been silent for too long. We really need a super genius like Mr. Wang Cheng to activate the entire literary world!”

"Mr. Wang Cheng, can this work of yours stay in our Shuimu? I hope that I can use this work to inspire the young students of Shuimu and all the young people to calm down and polish it." The most important thing is to accumulate your own heritage for your own works."

Wang Jianbin’s words made Jiang Sihua, Zheng Ning, Hu Jun and others next to him speechless. Why don’t they want this work? But Jiang Sihua couldn't say this just now. After all, this was a live broadcast stage, and he was not so shameless as to ask Wang Cheng.

Unexpectedly, Wang Jianbin directly asked Wang Cheng for it.

Jiang Sihua, Zheng Ning, and Hu Jun sighed in their hearts at the same time - As expected of being born as a teacher, they are so thick-skinned!

Zhang Guobin, who was in the audience, almost stood up, his face turned red with anger, and his voice trembled slightly: "How can this old Wang openly ask Wang Cheng for a work? This..."

 He did not continue because he wanted to say—here, what if Wang Cheng agreed?

If Wang Cheng agrees and the work enters Shuimu, then he will never be able to take it back. The most he can do is go to Shuimu to take a look when he has time!

If the work stays on CCTV, he can try his best to see if he can bring the work to Beijing University.

  After all, this time Peking University and Shuimu, two prestigious universities, are also the main production units behind this program. They are certainly qualified to compete for the assets that Wang Cheng left in the program team.

But if Wang Cheng agreed to hand it over to Wang Jianbin, then in full view of the public, no one else would be qualified to ask for it.

If it weren’t for the live broadcast, Zhang Guobin would have rushed directly to the stage to scold Wang Jianbin...

Li Qing also said: "Mr. Wang went too far."

Wang Xueming, who was sitting in the back, had a flash of joy in his eyes. If his father Wang Jianbin could bring Wang Cheng's work to Shuimu, then he would have a way to bring this work to his own courtyard house.

only…

On the stage, Wang Cheng looked at Wang Jianbin and said calmly: "No! I will take him away."

With one word, the excitement of everyone present was instantly extinguished.

 Zhang Guobin, Wang Xueming, Zheng Qian, Zheng Wenzhong and others all looked disappointed.

 Backstage, the program crew such as Qin Shangran, Han Lei, Wen Honglun, and Wang Hongyi, as well as the teachers and students of the two schools, were also full of disappointment.

Wang Jianbin also expected this result, so he smiled to hide his embarrassment and said: "Well, such a work must be collected carefully. Because, you don't have to wait a hundred years later, this work is now rare in the country. A unique treasure. As for scoring, there is no need for it."

“I hope that in the future we will have the opportunity to communicate privately about spell casting and inheritance of culture!”

Wang Cheng didn’t say anything, and he didn’t comment on Wang Jianbin’s invitation.

Zheng Ning from behind said to Wang Cheng very seriously: "Mr. Wang Cheng, your performance today has made us old guys feel ashamed and put us under tremendous pressure. This kind of work is truly unprecedented. Yes, your calligraphy is also rare for thousands of years!"

 “I hope you can bring us more surprises in the future!”

Zheng Ning also put down his airs at this time and began to express his objective feelings.

Because both Jiang Sihua and Wang Jianbin told the truth, if he deliberately belittled them again, it would be too obvious and unprofessional, so he might as well just praise them all.

  Anyway, Wang Cheng’s works and calligraphy really deserve any praise.

The last one, Mr. Hu, did not finish the matter with a Buddhist word this time. He said very seriously: "Only when I saw it with my own eyes did I know that Mr. Wang Cheng, you are more exaggerated than the rumors. Your talent in poetry and calligraphy Really, it has achieved unprecedented achievements. With the inheritance of the current era, there may be no others in the future."

“It’s an honor to see your creation on the stage today. However, my status as a judge has brought tremendous pressure to me. I think I am not qualified to be a judge to comment on your work..."

 After speaking, Hu Jun put down the judge's identity card in front of him, saying that he was not qualified to serve as Wang Cheng's judge.

Next to them, Zheng Ning, Wang Jianbin, and Jiang Sihua quickly put down their judge status cards at the same time. They knew that they were also not qualified to comment on Wang Chenghe and Wang Cheng's works as judges.

Wang Cheng nodded at the low posture of the four people, then bowed slightly to the thousands of people in the audience, indicating that his performance was over, and then he grabbed the cardboard wall behind him and walked backstage.

An Keru who was next to him hurriedly stepped forward to help, fearing that Wang Cheng's casual action would destroy this eternal masterpiece.

The host also said hurriedly: "Wang Cheng, slow down, slow down..."

He also stepped forward and helped Wang Cheng hold the cardboard wall with An Keru from behind.

Many spectators in the audience stood up, especially Zhang Guobin, He Fujiang, Wang Xueming, Zheng Wenzhong, Zheng Qian, Lin Dongqing, Qin Yuhai, Shen Shenghui and others. They all wanted to run up and help Wang Cheng move this thing.

Looking at the way Wang Cheng casually grabbed it and pulled it away, he really didn't care whether the work would be damaged or not.

 But they are willing to pay a huge price for this...

Wang Xueming smiled bitterly in a low voice and said: "What a waste of natural resources, but since he is the original author, it is normal not to care so much."

 After hearing this, several people around him shook their heads and smiled bitterly, having nothing to say.

 Qin Shangran, Yang Yi, Li Cheng and other program team leaders backstage also ran up to the stage camera regardless of their status to help Wang Cheng move the cardboard. “Wang Cheng, don’t be tired, we will help you get it.”

Qin Shangran said to Wang Cheng in an unprecedented flattering tone.

Li Cheng also smiled and said: "Mr. Wang Cheng, let's help you get it!"

Yang Yi didn't say anything, but he took the initiative to pick up one side and lifted it up hard. Then his eyes were fixed on the words on the cardboard, looking at the calligraphy fonts on it and the piece of work at the closest distance, with a face full of surprise and joy. eager.

Wen Yixiao, Zhu Ziqi, Han Xiao, Lin Mi, Xia Xi and others, as well as Han Lei, Wen Honglun and others came a step too late and failed to grab the position. They could only surround Qin Shangran and be beaten by them. Surrounded by people, we admired this piece of cardboard from a close distance.

 As for the subsequent performances and so on...

 The teachers and students of both teams had completely forgotten about it at this time.

Han Lei lowered his head and looked at the flying characters at close range, and praised: "It is indeed the best cursive script in the world. The authentic cursive scripts of several current domestic cursive calligraphy masters that I have seen in the capital are really a notch worse than this one." Above. This strength and energy are not what they possess."

Wen Honglun also looked down, moved his feet, and shook his head: "Mr. Jiang said, it is not an exaggeration to say that this is the first cursive script in history. Several cursive script masters today are definitely not comparable. Every stroke, every stroke It can all be said to be art.”

 Other students, Wang Hongyi, Liang Xiaoliang, Chen Yuqi, Luo Xueyi, Xiao Daolin, Guan Hanliang, Ma Wenlong and others followed carefully, and everyone's eyes were full of surprise and envy.

With such a close look, they can better understand why Jiang Sihua, Wang Jianbin and others were so amazed by the calligraphy of this work and gave such high evaluations.

 The more people know calligraphy, the higher their evaluation will be.

Wang Cheng didn't say anything, but said to Qin Shangran: "Send this work to my dormitory in Shanghai within a week."

 Qin Shangran was stunned for a moment, and then quickly agreed: "Okay, Mr. Wang Cheng, I will definitely deliver this work to you personally and drop it off at your dormitory in Shanghai within a week."

Although he was disappointed, Qin Shangran quickly agreed.

 Wang Cheng can make requests to him, which is a good start.

 Besides, although I can’t stay in Taiwan, isn’t there still a week left?

 You can do a lot of things in one week, right?

 One day is enough to get it from the capital to the magic city. He still has six days to operate.

For example, organize an exhibition for calligraphy circles in Beijing?

for example…

Take high-definition photos and print a fake one?

for example…

Take this opportunity to promote it and build a reputation for CCTV!

For example, how can this program be used to create a cultural department?

 In short.

As a person from the Beijing circle and a veteran in the entertainment industry, Qin Shangran quickly thought of the countless benefits of this.

The teachers and students from the two schools next to him, including Han Lei and Wen Honglun, also heard clearly. They all looked at each other, their eyes turned, and their minds became active.

 Can they also operate it?

For example, take this work to a school exhibition for a day or two so that you can observe and copy it up close? Maybe you can improve your calligraphy skills?

An Keru, Wen Yixiao and others did not speak, and just followed quietly. As long as the work is not lost outside and is in Wang Cheng's hands, that's fine!

They all aspire to be Wang Cheng’s mistress in the future. They treat these works as their own, and they will feel distressed if one of them is missing.

Only Wang Cheng remained calm and went back to the rest area to sit down.

 An Keru quickly handed over Wang Cheng's water glass: "Drink water..."

Wang Cheng hummed, took the water glass and took a sip of water naturally, and then continued to pick up his book and read by himself.

 He did not take a second look at Wen Yixiao, Zhu Ziqi, Han Xiao, An Keru, Lin Mi, Xia Xi and others who were surrounding him.

Not far away, Qin Shangran and others had summoned the security guards in the stage to guard Wang Cheng's original painting of River Red. They did not let them take it away for fear of an accident. Instead, they guarded it in place to prevent the work from being taken away. Get out of your sight.

 “Everyone is watching, you can’t move, you can’t leave my sight, do you understand?”

Qin Shangran warned the security personnel.

A few people nodded seriously: "Okay, Director Qin...!"

Han Lei and Wen Honglun were full of regrets. They wanted to take a closer look.

However, Liang Xiaoliang, Chen Yuqi, Wang Hongyi and others have already taken out their mobile phones and took photos with the song "Man Jiang Hong" as the background.

Although several security personnel also entered the camera, all of them didn't care and started taking pictures one after another...

 This time.

Program director Li Cheng said with a wry smile: "Everyone, it's your turn to appear soon. Guan Hanliang, Ma Wenlong, who of you two will appear first? The audience is still waiting for you!"

Forehead…

Guan Hanliang and Ma Wenlong, who were taking pictures, were stunned for a moment, as were the other teachers and students. Only then did they remember that they were going to perform on stage and compete with Wang Cheng, the nominal champion?

 Take a deep breath…

The two parties involved, Guan Hanliang and Ma Wenlong, both hunched over in an instant, as if a huge mountain was pressing down on them.

The two professor captains Han Lei and Wen Honglun also had complicated expressions.

A few people looked at the authentic Manjianghong manuscript that was guarded by several security personnel, and all smiled bitterly.

 With such a work in front of them, how can they dare to go on stage to show their embarrassment?

 They also have self-respect, right?

Even Mizuki, who has always been confident and the pride of Beijing University, feels a little timid and embarrassed at this time.

Ma Wenlong said: "Director Li, otherwise, my performance will be cancelled. I abstained. How can we have the courage to compete with this Manjianghong? I don't dare, and I don't have the face to embarrass myself!"

Guan Hanliang also quickly said: "Yes, Director Li, we have all abstained from this round of performances. You can just say that Wang Cheng won. Otherwise, let's start the next round directly?"

 Start the next round directly?

Li Cheng, Yang Yi, and Qin Shangran, who was looking at Wang Cheng's works not far away, all looked strange.

next round…

 It’s not one-to-one!

 It was a group fight.

 (End of this chapter)