223. Is there any pen and ink? Is this an original work on site?
One morning!
Wang Cheng was fishing quietly and reading a book, without even taking out his cell phone to take a look.
This scene made Wen Yixiao, Zhu Ziqi, Han Xiao, An Keru, and the host Zhou Wen not disturb each other. They sat and watched the chat for a while, then walked around in a circle.
The people on the program team were also a little speechless.
This was their first time meeting such a celebrity guest.
Zhang Huizhong looked at Wang Cheng on the monitor and said with a wry smile: "If this is broadcast, few people may believe that Wang Cheng can just fish and read like this all morning. It's too boring."
Li Chi shook his head: "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it. There are really not many people who can sit still now, and I can't."
Zhang Huizhong asked: "Will Hongxing send shoes over today?"
Li Chi nodded with a smile on his face. This was the largest advertising sponsorship he had ever received in his life. He smiled and said, "It's nothing, just five million and a dozen pairs of shoes."
Zhang Huizhong smiled and said: "Congratulations, Lao Li, you finally got through it."
Li Chi shook his head: "Why did you get ahead? It was just that you got Wang Cheng's favor for a while. When this episode is finished, you won't be beaten back to your original shape."
He has a clear self-positioning and knows that his program format is not so popular with young audiences. Most young people still like to watch the performances of popular stars and play games and make fun...
Such a rural variety show has never been successful.
Perhaps, with Wang Cheng in this episode, the ratings will be higher, but in the future, without Wang Cheng, it will instantly be brought back to its original shape.
The program format and schedule are just there, making it basically impossible to get up.
This Hongxing sponsorship of five million is probably the largest advertising sponsorship he has ever received in his life, and there will never be such a large advertising sponsorship in the future.
Zhang Huizhong didn't say anything. He thought so too, so he patted Li Chi on the shoulder and said nothing, but he was thinking that when he next produces a program, he can bring Li Chi over to be the first assistant director.
Give Li Chi a hand.
"Hongxing is back from the dead this time, and it's even popular!"
Li Chi sighed with emotion: "Who would have thought that a brand that was about to go bankrupt would become popular thanks to an advertisement by Wang Cheng! All the shoes are sold out."
Zhang Huizhong also nodded and sighed: "Yes, this is the first time I have seen such a thing! But Rubik's Cube Entertainment may not be too happy..."
He knew some inside information. He knew that Rubik's Cube Entertainment wanted to use the negative impact of the collapse of Hongxing to suppress Wang Cheng's commercial value. But this time, Hongxing not only did not close down, but also became popular. What it brought to Wang Cheng would not be
It was negative public opinion, but positive reviews beyond imagination. Not only did the commercial value not decrease, but it rose again, proving Wang Cheng's strong appeal and ability to generate fire.
An unknown brand that is about to go bankrupt has been made popular by Wang Cheng. If other first-tier brands can invite Wang Cheng to endorse and join them, wouldn't the effect be even more popular?
He knew that some big names were going crazy trying to compete for Wang Cheng.
A few people were chatting.
After a while, people from the brand Fang Hongxing drove over and delivered more than a dozen pairs of the latest shoes, which would be worn by Wen Yixiao, Zhu Ziqi, Han Xiao and An Keru later.
As for Wang Cheng...
Wang Cheng is wearing the latest model of the Dragon series, and it is also a customized version. It is the only pair specially made by Hongxing for Wang Cheng and cannot be bought elsewhere.
At noon, Wen Yixiao, Zhu Ziqi, Han Xiao, An Keru, and host Zhou Wen returned to the yard and put on new shoes, which were all quite comfortable.
Zhou Wen: "These shoes are good, good-looking, and very comfortable."
There was some admiration in his eyes. He already knew what happened to Hongxing and knew that such new models were no longer available outside. He was even more amazed by Wang Cheng.
Wen Yixiao, Zhu Ziqi, Han Xiao, and An Keru put on the shoes that were custom-made for them, and they all liked them too.
At this time, Wang Cheng came back with a bucket of fish, walking slowly and leisurely.
Wen Yixiao and others hurriedly put down the novelty of Hongxing shoes and came to help Wang Cheng one after another.
Zhou Wen asked: "Wang Cheng, do you want to make fish for lunch?"
Wang Cheng hummed and immediately started busy.
I picked the two largest ones from the bucket and started working directly.
Wen Yixiao and the others were not idle either, and began to divide their work. Those who washed the vegetables, those who lit the fire, and those who helped Wang Cheng...
After working for more than an hour.
Another sumptuous lunch was placed on the table.
Five dishes and one soup, four vegetarian dishes, one braised pork and one fish soup.
The appearance of each dish still looks like a work of art!
Everyone's eyes are still full of admiration...
"Wang Cheng's cooking skills are amazing."
"Wang Cheng, it would be great if I could always eat the food you cook."
“This fish soup is so fresh!”
"Wow, braised pork is so delicious..."
"I will never get tired of eating this vinegar-braised cabbage..."
Several people praised me from the bottom of their hearts.
Zhou Wen looked at Wang Cheng who was still calm, and he really admired Wang Cheng in his heart.
He was really impressed by such a young man who was so talented, had superb cooking skills, and could be so calm and not complacent in the face of many praises!
Such a realm is truly beyond his comparison and beyond his imagination.
He had seen several artists at the Taishan Beidou level in southern Hunan, but none of them could compare to Wang Cheng at this time.
He looked at Wen Yixiao, An Keru, Han Xiao, and Zhu Ziqi from time to time. He smiled bitterly at Wang Cheng's obsessed eyes, and he understood the mood of these four people better!
If he were a woman, he would definitely do the same.
Such a charming, talented and lofty young man...
Who can refuse? Who has seen Bumi Lake?
He thought of his daughter, who was also nineteen years old. Although her appearance and temperament may not be inferior to those of them, she had just been admitted to Jiangzhe University. She was considered a top student and had some talents.
However, compared with Wang Cheng, he is nothing.
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If I could be Wang Cheng's father-in-law...
That’s an achievement worth bragging about, right?
A smile overflowed from the corner of Zhou Wen's mouth. He couldn't help but take out his mobile phone and quickly sent a message to his daughter: "Girl, I saw a very good young man. I will introduce him to you next time. You must do your best to win him!"
Zhou Yunmiao, who was reading at Jiangzhe University, was stunned for a moment when he saw the message sent by his father. Didn't his father always tell him not to fall in love in college? In the blink of an eye, he introduced himself to a partner? He even asked himself to do his best to get it.
Next? Do you want to chase the opponent yourself?
ridiculous!
Ever since she was a child, people chasing her from Jiangsu and Zhejiang to southern Hunan have never met her eyes. How could she pursue others?
Zhou Yunmiao pouted and replied to his father Zhou Wen: "Dad, are you okay?"
Zhou Wen didn't see any news about his daughter and continued to eat.
Just like last night's dinner, the food on the table was cleared by several people.
Wang Cheng was the first to finish the meal. He ate some vegetarian vegetables, a few pieces of fish, and a small bowl of rice, which was enough to keep his stomach half full.
Anyway, he doesn't need to grow taller, doesn't have much exercise, and doesn't need to eat so much. Eating too much will become a burden on the body and affect his health.
After eating, Wang Cheng walked around the yard a few times and took a look at the yard, which was full of farm life.
Zhou Wen followed Wang Cheng and said: "This yard is a bit shabby. It has not been properly renovated since I bought it. Several guests and friends who came before said that it should be repaired. I am planning to report to the program team in a few days and apply for some funds!
"
Wang Cheng looked at the bamboos in the corner, the moss-covered bluestone steps, and the old grass-covered walls, and shook his head: "I think it's good. There is no need to renovate, so that we can have the authenticity of rural life. This is what it is."
Why do rural areas need to be modernized and modernized?"
"That's good!"
Zhou Wen thought for a while, nodded and said: "You are right, this is indeed good."
After all, Zhou Wen is the host of the TV station, and he still hopes to do a good job in the program, so he will instinctively adopt the opinions of some guests.
At this time, after listening to Wang Cheng's words, I felt that this indeed had a more artistic conception of rural life.
Zhou Wen smiled and said: "You are the first to say that this place is good."
Wang Cheng's heart moved slightly, and he turned around and walked towards the pavilion.
Zhou Wen thought Wang Cheng was going to take a rest, so he led the way and wanted to make a pot of tea for Wang Cheng.
but……
Wang Cheng walked to the pergola, looked at the empty bookcases, and said, "Do you have any pen and ink?"
Zhou Wen was stunned for a moment, looked at Wang Cheng with wide eyes, and asked curiously: "Bi and ink? You want to write?"
Wang Cheng nodded and said calmly: "I have some ideas!"
Wen Yixiao, Han Xiao, and An Keru, who had just finished cleaning the kitchen next to them, heard Wang Cheng's words and walked over quickly. Zhu Ziqi was a step behind and was still wiping the table. When he saw the three
The man ran over, wiped the table quickly, and ran over, his face full of curiosity and confusion.
Zhu Ziqi has not seen Wang Cheng's writing, so she doesn't know why Wen Yixiao, An Keru, and Han Xiao are so excited!
Zhou Wen also looked at Wen Yixiao and the others with surprise on his face.
Wen Yixiao quickly helped Wang Cheng take out the paper from Zhou Wen's box and lay it out. An Keru put the paperweight in place and pressed the paper flat.
Han Xiao was the quickest, occupying the inkstone in advance and began to grind ink for Wang Cheng.
Wen Yixiao, Han Xiao, and An Keru all looked at Wang Cheng expectantly.
Wen Yixiao asked in a low voice: "Wang Cheng, have you got the inspiration to write?"
Zhou Wen looked at this scene blankly, as if he had become an outsider, but then he thought of what Han Xiao and An Keru had said before, and his eyes suddenly flashed, and he stared at Wang Cheng even wider...
Could it be that Wang Cheng's calligraphy is very good?
But……
He was still full of disbelief and doubt...
Why? Why?
Wang Cheng is only nineteen years old!
It's hard to understand that his cooking skills are at a master level.
And the calligraphy level of entering the house?
Zhou Wen asked curiously: "Wang Cheng, what do you want to write?"
Wang Cheng did not answer Wen Yixiao or Zhou Wen, but looked at Han Xiao who had almost finished grinding the ink, and then slowly picked up the brush.
An Keru immediately made a silent movement towards Zhou Wen.
Zhou Wen watched Wang Cheng's every move with his eyes, feeling a little shocked in his heart.
Because at this time, Wang Cheng exuded an aura as calm as a mountain and a strong scholarly aura, as if he was a master who had been immersed in calligraphy for many years...
Zhang Huizhong and Li Chi, who were sitting in front of the monitor, immediately stood up and looked closely at Wang Cheng in the monitor.
Li Chi asked himself in surprise: "Wang Cheng can also calligraphy?"
Zhang Huizhong whispered: "I don't know, but when I was on the Tomorrow Idol program, I really wanted to hear Liu Jiahui and Xu Chaohua mention Wang Cheng's calligraphy. I thought I heard it wrong at the time! Now it seems... it may be true!
"
Both of them looked at the picture without blinking, looking forward to it, but not too surprised.
After all, given Wang Cheng's age, even if he could learn calligraphy, it would only be an introduction. It would only add a halo to Wang Cheng and would not have much impact.
but……
When Wang Cheng's brush slowly fell.
Zhang Huizhong, Li Chi, and other staff in front of the monitor.
Zhou Wen, Wen Yixiao and others at the scene all held their breaths.
Every pair of eyes stared unblinkingly at Wang Cheng's hand and the traces of the brush on the paper.
Words appeared on the white paper one by one with Wang Cheng's wrist that moved like a dragon and snake...
Zhou Wen, who was the most proficient in calligraphy present, seemed to have been struck by lightning. His body was stiff and motionless, and he just looked at Wang Cheng, his eyes dull and incredulous.
Even Wen Yixiao, Han Xiao, and An Keru, who were familiar with Wang Cheng's calligraphy, looked at Wang Cheng with wide eyes and shock.
The impact Zhu Ziqi received may be second only to Zhou Wen...
She never dreamed that Wang Cheng could write such calligraphy words?
Moreover, Zhu Ziqi looked at the words written by Wang Cheng and thought for a moment, and found that she had no impression of them. It was not any ancient text she had seen or studied.
"Is this an original article written by Wang Cheng himself?"
This thought flashed through Zhu Ziqi's mind.
And this idea quickly appeared in the minds of Zhou Wen, An Keru, Han Xiao, and Wen Yixiao, so they all stared at Wang Cheng and those words, holding their breath and not daring to breathe out, for fear of disturbing them.
To Wang Cheng, it influenced Wang Cheng’s creation!
Zhang Huizhong almost came to the monitor and said in a trembling voice: "Pull the camera closer and give Wang Cheng and those words a close-up!"
Li Chi had also put himself in front of the monitor, and his voice was also trembling: "This word looks like a work of art. I have seen several calligraphy collections of Hunan ****, all of which were famous paintings from three hundred years ago.
But none of the calligraphers’ works seem as beautiful and artistic as Wang Cheng’s calligraphy.”
Zhang Huizhong said with determination: "Wang Cheng's cursive calligraphy is already at the master level!"
Li Chi was shocked: "Master-level practice?"
Zhang Huizhong said with certainty: "Yes, it is definitely a master-level practice. I have seen a practitioner in the capital who is almost like this, but it is half a level worse than Wang Cheng's handwriting."
Li Chi's eyes widened even more: "The master's calligraphy is not as good as Wang Cheng's?"
Zhang Huizhong smiled bitterly: "I think that's the case. However, read carefully what Wang Cheng wrote..."
Li Chi frowned slightly, read it from the beginning again, jumped up on the spot, and exclaimed in a low voice: "Is this a live original?"