"Is this the Qielan Temple? As expected, there was a different feeling.”
" I've finally arrived at Qielan Monastery. This is the place where Brother Qin Yun composed the Chinese style song,'The Cold Smoke of Fireworks'.”
Zhang Zifeng looked at this ancient temple with a long history in front of him. An inexplicable impulse arose in his heart, and he wished he could immediately go in and investigate.
"Let's go. I'll bring you in for a tour.”
He Jiong led everyone into the ancient temple.
He Jiong had already been to the ancient temple once when he had come to Wengcao Village with the production team.
Furthermore, he had heard Qin Yun's live performance of " The Coldness of Fireworks ".
At that time, he was also shocked by this song, so he had a very deep impression of it.
After that, he and the program team's main creative staff lingered in the ancient temple for a long time.
Therefore, he was very familiar with this place and knew where to show everyone first.
Under He Jiong's lead, Huang Lei, Peng Yuchang, and Zhang Zifeng came to a broken wall.
"Look, this wall records a poignant and beautiful love story. This is also the deepest secret of this ancient temple.”
"And this love story is also the background of the Chinese style peerless divine song,'The Cold Smoke of Fireworks'.”
" Mr. Qin Yun created 'Freezing Fireworks', based on this story.”
He Jiong pointed at the poignant love story on the wall and introduced it to everyone.
"The Temple Record? Was this the background of the story of " Easy to Cool with Fireworks "?”
Zhang Zifeng walked forward and muttered to himself.
This was a love story from ancient times.
The protagonists in the story were a pair of lovers from Wengcao Village.
On the night of their wedding, the world was in chaos.
The male protagonist was forcibly recruited into the army and joined the army to go to Luoyang to quell the rebellion.
The female protagonist told the male protagonist that she would wait here for him to return.
In the end, the male protagonist never returned.
Not long after, news came.
It was said that the male protagonist had already died in Luoyang City.
The heroine became a nun in Qielan Temple in despair. From then on, she accompanied the green lamp and lived alone for a lifetime. Finally, she left the world with endless longing.
Thirty years later, the male protagonist, who had become a general, returned to Wengcao Village and came to the ancient temple.
An old nun told the general that a woman had been waiting for him and had never married.
Tears streamed down the general's face as he let go of everything in the mortal world. He left the army and became an ordinary old man, guarding the heroine's grave.
The general became a grave-sweeping old man and lived a lonely life. After his death, the general was buried together with the heroine, leaving behind this poignant love story.
This was a poignant love story. If it was just a story, it would not have much influence.
However, if it were to be linked to " Easy to Cool with Fireworks " and become the background story of " Easy to Cool with Fireworks ", it would instantly move countless people and expand its influence infinitely.
This was the power of the peerless divine song.
" It's too touching. This story is too touching. It's no wonder Brother Qin Yun was able to write such a peerless divine song,'The Cold Smoke of Firework'.”
After reading the love story on the stone wall, tears flowed from the corners of Zhang Zifeng's eyes.
Huang Lei, Peng Yuchang, and the hundreds of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room were all affected by this simple and sad love story. Their eyes were red.
Some emotional audience members even cried out loud.
It was too touching.
It was too beautiful.
This love story was too cruel.
Not only was the story good, but the person who carved this story on the stone wall was even more amazing. Especially the words, it was like a dragon and snake carving into the wood. One look and one could tell that it was the work of a calligraphy master. It was unknown which calligraphy master had personally carved this story here.
Some calligraphy lovers were not only moved by this story, but they were also shocked by this grandmaster-level calligraphy.
"Teacher He, do you know who carved this word? This handwriting was unique and had the style of a grandmaster.”
Huang Lei asked He Jiong.
Other than the story, he also paid more attention to the person who wrote the story.
" Mr. Qin Yun personally carved this.”
Before He Jiong could say anything, the executive director Wang Zhengyu, who was behind him, suddenly answered.
"What?"
" Mr. Qin Yun carved it this time?”
"How is this possible?"
"Mr. Qin Yun is only in his twenties. How can he possess such profound calligraphy?”
"This calligraphy has definitely reached the peak of perfection. How can a young man in his twenties have such peerless calligraphy?”
Huang Lei widened his eyes in disbelief.
The handwriting had already reached the acme of perfection. It was at the peak of the grandmaster realm. Only a calligraphy grandmaster could write it.
To become a calligraphy grandmaster, not only did one need to be extremely talented, but they also needed a lot of time and energy to temper themselves.
Since ancient times, there had been many calligraphy masters who had never been able to break through their limits and reach the realm of a calligraphy grandmaster.
If a talented calligrapher was willing to work hard, he might have a chance to reach the level of a calligraphy master after decades of practice. However, to reach the realm of a calligraphy grandmaster, it was not something that could be achieved just by working hard.
A calligraphy master was already very impressive, and a calligraphy grandmaster only existed in legends.
In the entire 5000 years of Chinese history, only Wang Xizhi, Yan Zhenqing, and a few other calligraphy masters had reached the realm of calligraphy grandmasters.
But now, the executive director was telling him that the person who had written those words was Qin Yun.
This was too shocking.
A 20-year-old calligraphy master was definitely unprecedented. This was definitely the greatest miracle in the calligraphy world.
" That's right. Weng Grass Village Chief Qin Aiguo told us personally that Mr. Qin Yun personally carved the words.”
Director Wang Zhengyu nodded and said with certainty.
" Awesome, awesome. Brother Qin Yun is awesome.”
"How can there be such a monstrous person in this world?”
"Is he still human? This is simply a god."
Huang Lei and the others were deeply shocked. The hundreds of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room were also deeply shocked. They had never thought that there would be such a genius in this world. It was simply unbelievable.
Not only was he able to write a peerless divine song like " Easy to Cool the Smoke ", but he also had the superb singing skills of a world-class Masked King. Now, even his calligraphy had reached the highest realm of the grandmaster level.
Compared to Qin Yun, the so-called calligraphy masters in China were nothing. In front of Qin Yun, those calligraphy masters were no different from kindergarten children.
The final sentence was that Qin Yun was too awesome.
While He Jiong and company were touring the temple, Qin Yun rode down the mountain on Black.
Soon, they returned to Wengcao Village.
What was different from the past was that Black's body was covered with fat wild rabbits and pheasants.
These were some wild animals that Qin Yun had caught while patrolling the mountain.
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