Chapter 105 103. An ancient poem that cannot be found! The highest variety show quotation in the industry! (Please subscribe)

Han Xiao drove back to his high-end apartment near the West Lake, got out of the car with a garbage bag, and quickly went upstairs to his room.

Close the door!

Han Xiao leaned against the door, let out a long breath, and relieved his nervousness.

It was her first time to pick up something secretly.

Although it is unwanted in the trash can...

However, she was still extremely nervous and afraid of being seen, not because she was afraid of being embarrassed, but because she was afraid that it would reach Wang Cheng's ears.

He quickly dumped the garbage in the garbage bag on the living room floor.

Han Xiao was stunned for a moment.

No messy stuff.

There's just shredded paper all over the floor!

You can vaguely see the incomplete calligraphy written on it, as well as some pen writing.

However, there is almost no complete text left.

The word Jing that she had been thinking about since she saw it last night was scattered among them, and she didn't know where it was.

"Wang Cheng, you are really..."

Han Xiao wanted to complain, but held back.

Looking at the shredded papers on the floor, Han Xiao immediately sat down on the floor and pieced the shredded papers together one by one according to the signs of breakage.

"Fortunately, it wasn't torn into too small pieces. If you take some time, you should be able to put it back together."

Han Xiao breathed a sigh of relief and thought about finding the word Jing that he wanted most among them.

However, there were too many pieces, so she could only find and put them together first. As long as she put them all together, she would naturally find the word Jing she wanted.

Moreover, she found that the level of these other characters was also very high, but slightly inferior to the Jing character.

Based on her calligraphy level and experience, it can be seen that this is not Wang Cheng's improvement, but limited by certain objective conditions...

His brush and paper are not good?

Han Xiao had some guesses in his mind.

but.

With the first piece of the easiest paper, it is spelled out completely.

Han Xiao, who was sitting on the ground, was immediately stunned, staring blankly at the crumpled, cracked, forcibly pieced piece of paper on the ground...

Above are clear cursive calligraphy characters.

The quality of each character far exceeded her own calligraphy, and was even on par with her grandfather's calligraphy, but it was still a little worse than the Jing character she was looking for.

but……

At this time, she was not shocked by the calligraphy quality of these words, but by the content of the cursive fonts connected together.

“It’s beautiful when the water is shining and the sky is clear, but when the mountains are empty and covered with rain, it’s also amazing.”

"If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is always better to wear heavy makeup and light makeup."

Read each word in a low voice.

How could Han Xiao not see that this was an ancient poem of extremely high standard?

It's no worse than the classic poems she needed to memorize in her textbooks when she was in school.

Moreover, it was an ancient poem that she had no impression of at all in her memory. It described the scenery of West Lake after the rain, and compared West Lake to Xi Shi, a famous classical beauty from the Warring States period.

Han Xiao recited it several times and found it very interesting. In surprise, she quickly took out her mobile phone, opened the browser and searched for a sentence, but found that there were no results or any similar sentences.

That is to say...

This poem has never been published anywhere.

Otherwise, there would be no clues on the Internet.

Now is the era of mobile information. As long as the information appears in reality, it is impossible to find it on the Internet!

The only reason why I can't find it is that it has never appeared anywhere in reality, and certainly not on the Internet.

so……

This poem was written by Wang Cheng himself and has never been published?

This is the most likely answer that comes to mind.

Han Xiao stood up all of a sudden, feeling a little excited. After being stunned for a while, he lay on the ground again, carefully looking at every word written on the paper, as if every word became extremely precious.

Then, she took out the tools and began to carefully repair the paper. It took her a whole morning to repair the paper, but she could still clearly see the cracks on it, but it had become a complete piece.

Overall...

"Done!"

Han Xiao looked at the piece of paper with a proud smile on his face, but he still felt a little distressed when he saw the obvious cracks.

Then use the tools to carefully hang it on your bedroom wall.

She really wanted to call Wang Cheng and ask if this was a work written by Wang Cheng himself...

However, I was afraid that Wang Cheng would be angry if he found out.

Therefore, Han Xiao could only look at the words silently and enjoy it by herself.

After watching for a while, Han Xiao continued to return to the living room and pieced together the remaining scraps of paper. He did not feel bored or tired at all, but felt full of happiness.

Every word here was written by Wang Cheng.

Moreover, no one outside the world knows about it.

Doesn’t the outside world know that Wang Cheng, the handsome and charming musical talent, is also a master of calligraphy and has written an excellent ancient poem?

Only she knew and got the piece.

This is something that is uniquely hers.

…

After Wang Cheng came back from his morning run, he went to have breakfast.

Huang Bin and Mo Bailin were waiting for him in the cafeteria again.

As soon as he saw Wang Cheng, Huang Bin came up with a smile on his face and asked: "Brother Cheng, how are the sales of Inverted Earth?"

In order to wait for Wang Cheng to meet and ask about sales, they stayed in the cafeteria.

Mo Bailin and others looked at Wang Cheng eagerly.

Wang Cheng frowned slightly, wondering if he would not sing to others next time.

Otherwise, the singer will definitely care about sales, and it will be troublesome to ask him all the time. It is better to just sing it yourself.

Huang Bin and others felt uneasy when they saw Wang Cheng frowning.

Huang Bin said hurriedly: "Brother Cheng, if it's troublesome, forget it..."

Wang Cheng said softly: "It's okay!"

He took out his mobile phone, opened the background of Penguin Music, and threw it directly to Huang Bin.

Huang Bin hurriedly took a look at the sales of Inverted Earth, and saw that the sales had reached more than two million after only one hour of uploading. The anxiety in his heart calmed down instantly, and he quickly returned the phone to Wang Cheng, smiling: "

Brother Cheng, I’m sorry to bother you!”

Before Mo Bailin and the others could see clearly when their heads came closer, Huang Bin took a few people to say goodbye and left. At the same time, he told a few people the number in a low voice, and suddenly there were exclamations of surprise.

"More than two million an hour?"

"We are going to be popular again this time."

"Haha... I gained hundreds of thousands of new fans in one night. The number of new fans suddenly accelerated in the past hour. It may be the fans brought by this song."

"Everyone interact more with fans today and strive to have more than five million fans today. By then, all of our members will be above the second tier. Hahaha, which trainee team can compete with us this year?"

"That's right, we are the most invincible. Even in Wen Yixiao's team, only Wen Yixiao has an exaggerated number of fans, and the others only have two to three million fans!"

"Is the number of Wen Yixiao fans exaggerated? Have you forgotten our Brother Cheng..."

…

Several people chatted excitedly and left.

Wang Cheng heard this and didn't care. These children were still competing for fame and fortune.

After quietly eating breakfast, Wang Cheng returned to the dormitory again, reading a book and thinking about the last performance he was going to record next week, but for the last performance, he had to prepare two performances.

With only one week, he didn't have enough time to record two songs and choreograph the two songs.

Tuk tuk…
To be continued...