This Star Doesn’t Work Overtime

  Chapter 411 409. The acting is really amazing! His cursive handwriting is also the best in the world!

 Looking at Wang Cheng on the stage...

Everyone in the teams from the two schools in the background was quite shocked and admired.

When Wang Cheng played Su Shi just now, they had no obvious feeling, because Su Shi was only a civil servant, and he did not leave a very famous reputation in the history of this world.

However, Yue Fei is a well-known general-level figure, and he has starred in many movies and TV series.

 So, everyone has an image of General Yue Fei in their heart.

But…

At this time, they looked at Wang Cheng's javelin-like figure standing there, but in an instant they had completely forgotten the classic image of Yue Fei in the movies and TV dramas they had seen before. They were completely attracted by Wang Cheng's appearance at this moment. replaced by the image of Yue Fei.

 It seems!

 This is the real Yue Fei in history.

Wang Hongyi murmured in a low voice: "This acting is really amazing!"

Behind the scenes, several teachers and students from Beijing Telecom, Beijing Film and Television and China National Theater were also watching, and everyone looked solemn and shocked. They had seen Wang Cheng's performance on Jiangsu and Zhejiang Satellite TV's actor program before. Watching it on TV, they felt that Wang Cheng's acting skills were amazing. At that time, China National Theater and Beijing Film and Television also invited Wang Cheng, but it was just the same Ignored by Wang Cheng.

At this time, they were standing at the backstage closest to the stage, watching Wang Cheng's live performance, and realized that they had underestimated Wang Cheng's acting skills before.

Guan Hanliang and Ma Wenlong, who were preparing, were even more stressed. Just by this performance, they were completely crushed. If they want to perform Yan Shu and Ouyang Xiu, they can only perform superficially.

 As for the works…

They can only hope at this time that when Wang Cheng created Ding Fengbo, he had already exhausted his inspiration. Now it is Yue Fei who is a completely different character and may not be able to write any good works!

after all…

 The types of works that everyone is good at are different.

Perhaps Wang Cheng is just not good at writing about military generals?

 Historically, there were very few generals who could leave good works.

on the stage.

He turned his back to An Keru, who walked in, and a middle-aged man brought by An Keru.

An Keru came over and grabbed the wooden stakes of the cell with both hands. He looked at Wang Cheng with a trace of tears in his eyes and asked with worry on his face: "Pengju, are you okay?"

Yue Fei, played by Wang Cheng, turned around, with a beard on his mouth, and his face was darkened. He didn't look so white. His eyes flashed calmly. He looked at An Keru and said with a smile: " Fortunately, you don’t have to worry about me! I’m here, eating well, sleeping well, and can still write.”

An Keru looked at the clean and tidy cell and the desk. The worry on his face became less and he looked at Wang Cheng with his eyes: "Pengju..."

An Keru was completely absorbed in the drama at this time, and he really wanted to enter the cell and throw himself into Wang Cheng's arms!

 Ahem…

At this time, a middle-aged man behind An Keru came forward, slightly cupped his hand to Wang Cheng, and said softly: "Pengju, your trip may be in danger! You should protect yourself first..."

Wang Cheng looked at the middle-aged man and said seriously: "Zishang, do you think it is meaningful for me to protect myself?"

This middle-aged man plays the role of Wang Shu, whose courtesy name is Zishang. He is also a member of the main war faction. He has also been dismissed from office. At this time, he came to see Yue Fei through his connections.

Wang Shu said slightly excitedly: "Pengju, only by living can you realize the dream you have been pursuing!"

dream?

Wang Cheng’s face was full of sadness, and many viewers at the scene felt slightly distressed, as if they had already entered the drama!

An Keru also looked at Wang Cheng eagerly: "Pengju, we are still waiting for you to come home!"

 Can you still go home?

 Everyone at the scene knew Yue Fei’s final outcome.

 So, everyone's face once again showed grief and resentment towards the traitorous ministers who killed Yue Fei.

Wang Cheng also didn't speak for a while and fell silent.

Wang Shu quickly said: "Pengju, although I have been dismissed from office, I will still stay in the city and continue to think of ways to get you out!"

Wang Cheng still didn't speak, and his expression became increasingly excited. He suddenly turned around, picked up the brush on the desk, and pressed **** the inkstone where ink had been prepared.

Many spectators at the scene suddenly woke up...

Only then did I remember that the purpose of this performance was not to perform for them, but to perform as a foreplay for Wang Cheng's creation.

Backstage, players from the two teams including Guan Hanliang, Ma Wenlong, Han Lei, Wen Honglun, Wang Hongyi, Liang Xiaoliang, and Chen Yuqi, as well as Qin Shangran, Yang Yi, Li Cheng, etc. all stood up and stretched their necks to look at the stage, wanting to see more clearly. to the words Wang Cheng is about to write.

The four judges on the stage, Jiang Sihua, Wang Jianbin, Zheng Ning, and Hu Jun, all stretched their necks involuntarily, wanting to see the words written by Wang Cheng immediately.

Because Wang Cheng’s song “Ding Feng Bo” just now really amazed the four judges, and basically no flaws could be found!

 Zhang Guobin, He Fujiang and everyone in the audience were also sitting upright, looking intently at the big screen...

Li Qing whispered: "Is it possible that Wang Cheng is not good at writing about military generals?"

 Zhang Guobin said softly: "Have you forgotten the knight's journey?"

Li Qing was speechless for a moment, knowing that even a trace of his fantasy was shattered!

The knight's line "Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles" contains the decisiveness of the killing. It is still exciting to read it now.

 Everyone is staring at Wang Cheng, eager to know.

Wang Cheng’s second work, what kind of work can he write?

Wang Cheng turned around and picked up the brush, pressed it vigorously into the inkstone, and it was covered with ink. However, he did not write directly on the white paper on the table as they thought, but walked directly to the wall inside, holding the The brush started writing directly on the wall.

Wang Cheng's body is like a spear, his arms are strong and heavy, and he holds a brush in his hand as if he is holding a long sword. Every movement he makes is as if he is fighting on the battlefield, with an extremely fierce momentum, and every stroke is full of gold. Gotiema’s battlefield atmosphere!

 Three words like dragons and phoenixes appeared on the wall!



With these three words, a sharp aura soared into the sky, making everyone present feel as if they had been stabbed by a sword.

Even if people like Zheng Qian and Zheng Wenzhong are not familiar with cursive calligraphy and cannot understand the three characters of "Manjianghong" with dragons and phoenixes dancing in them, they can still clearly feel the fierce momentum in it.

Someone next to him said in a low voice: "Good calligraphy! It's just that, in my memory, no good works have been handed down. Some people in the literary circles of the Song Dynasty were not that interested in this word card."

Azolla?

 Zheng Qian and Zheng Wenzhong and other people who did not recognize Wang Cheng's cursive handwriting knew what these three characters were.

It is true that they could not think of any famous works of Manjianghongcipai at the moment.

It can be seen that this word brand does not have any works that have been passed down through the ages.

This shows that many people in ancient literary circles did not like the oblique meter of this word card.

 However, Wang Cheng chose this unpopular word card!

 Many knowledgeable viewers were slightly moved.

When many modern literati study and create Song Ci works, they always look for some famous Ci poems, because they have traces to follow and are easy to create.

 Hence, no one pays attention to some unpopular word brands.

Almost no one has ever done such an unpopular Ci Pai as Wang Cheng. Behind the scenes, Luo Xueyi, Xiao Daolin and other talented people who had in-depth research on Song poetry looked at Wang Cheng's writing brush very seriously, wondering what kind of works Wang Cheng could write using the Manjianghong Ci brand?

but…

Han Lei praised: "These three words are worth thousands of gold! Watching Wang Cheng write is really a supreme pleasure!"

 After hearing this, everyone in the two teams immediately nodded in agreement.

 They basically all know calligraphy, and some of them are proficient in calligraphy and can be called calligraphers.

 So, they all know.

Wang Cheng’s cursive calligraphy is amazing.

Especially the unique momentum incorporated into it, each stroke is like a battlefield charge, which is something I have never seen in this life.

Wang Hongyi whispered: "Mr. Han said that Wang Cheng's cursive script is the best in the world, so why isn't his cursive script the best in the world?"

Han Lei and Wen Honglun all nodded inwardly after hearing this, but they did not express their opinions openly.

 Because, once such words are spread, they will definitely offend people.

Mr. Han is a master of cursive calligraphy, and he is qualified to say such things. However, Wang Hongyi and others are not masters of cursive calligraphy. How can they be qualified to evaluate Wang Cheng's unique master-level cursive calligraphy?

Watching the brush in Wang Cheng's hand continue to wave, everyone stopped talking, and all eyes were fixed on Wang Cheng's back and the brush that was waving like a long sword.

 Horse and solemn fonts appeared quickly one after another.

　　I was so angry that I leaned against the railing, and the rain stopped.

Looking up, looking up to the sky and roaring, with strong feelings.

  Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon.

 Don't wait any longer, your young head will turn gray and you will be filled with sorrow.

The arrogant words reveal a sense of sadness in the solemnity, just like the empty sadness written above!

 The whole audience…

Thousands of spectators seemed to have pressed the pause button. Everyone stared blankly at the stage, at the big screen, and at the figure whose back was facing them and splashing ink crazily.

That tragic and solemn atmosphere was conveyed to each of them from the words!

 Everyone can see the unwillingness in it.

Even people like Zheng Qian and Zheng Wenzhong who couldn't recognize the cursive calligraphy fonts with flying dragons and phoenixes above can clearly feel the emotions that are about to overflow!

 Huhuhu…

Lin Nianxiang, who was sitting in the middle, took deep breaths to calm himself down. His face was still red, his eyes were wide-eyed, and his fists were clenched and trembling slightly.

Lin Bing, who was next to her, glanced at her grandfather worriedly, but didn't say anything because she knew why her grandfather was so excited.

  Such cursive calligraphy was a state that her grandfather Lin Nianxiang had never achieved in his life.

It is also the realm that all cursive calligraphy masters and calligraphers in the world dream of...

 Similarly, it is also the state pursued by many cursive calligraphy masters in history, but no one has been able to achieve it. Only two or three people have come close to such a state, and the cursive calligraphy books they left behind are also national treasures.

 And Wang Cheng…

 The crazy cursive calligraphy written at this time has achieved the state that many cursive calligraphy masters have been pursuing for thousands of years.

Every word, every stroke, every stroke seems to come alive.

 Especially, with the blessing of such content, each word adds a bit of charm.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like art.

 The four judges on the stage also tensed up, holding back their excitement, and stared at Wang Cheng's back with their eyes.

 They didn’t expect it.

Wang Cheng had just written a song called "Ding Fengbo" that astonished them with his master's cursive calligraphy, and in the blink of an eye, he used even more stunning cursive calligraphy to write a song like "Manjianghong..."

Although, it’s just Shangque!

 However, it has already become magnificent!

An Keru, who was standing behind Wang Cheng on the stage, and the middle-aged man also looked at Wang Cheng's back with admiration and shock. They were the closest and had the deepest feelings.

but…

Wang Cheng's movements did not stop at all.

Just like he was on the battlefield in one go, his whole body was still like a spear, and the brush in his hand was still like a sword, and he was determined to win the victory in one go.

　　Crazy words appeared quickly again.

Jingkang’s disgrace has not yet been resolved, and his ministers hate it. When will it be destroyed?

 Driving a long car, crossing the gap in Helan Mountain.

Zhuangzhi eats Huns meat when hungry, laughs and drinks the blood of Huns when thirsty.

When writing this, Wang Cheng's movements slowed down, as if the brush in his hand weighed a thousand pounds. Every stroke was slow and heavy. His whole body also exuded an aura as heavy as a mountain, a tragic feeling. The breath is brewing in it.

Be from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, overturned Que…

After writing the last word, Wang Cheng's arm holding the brush slowly dropped down, and the indomitable momentum in his body gradually dissipated, replaced by a kind of fearlessness and sadness. He still didn't look back, just looking at the words filled with words. Laughter slowly came from the wall: "Haha..."

 The laughter gradually became louder: "Haha..."

 It became louder again and spread throughout the audience: "Hahahahaha..."

boom…

Wang Cheng shook his hand and threw the brush in his hand directly, and Yangtian laughed: "Hahahahaha...hahahahaha..."

 The laughter is so exciting that it reaches everyone’s ears and goes straight to the bottom of their hearts.

 Everyone can clearly hear the sadness, unwillingness, and expectation from this laughter!

 The expectation of regaining the Central Plains, the unwillingness to be forcibly recalled, and the sadness of having roughly known his fate...

An Keru, who was standing behind Wang Cheng, couldn't help but burst into tears. She held the wooden stake tightly with both hands and looked at Wang Cheng's back sadly. She was also completely brought into the drama and entered this Yue Fei wife. The character knows the sadness and helplessness of her husband's fate.

 Wang Shu also shed two lines of tears, equally full of unwillingness, sorrow, and helplessness!

 The whole place is still quiet…

 No one spoke.

Even everyone's breathing became quieter, as if they were afraid that their loud breathing would disturb General Yue Fei, who died before his ambition was fulfilled!

 (End of this chapter)