good friend?Boy friend!

Xingbu followed Qiao Gong to the study room. Qiao Gong wiped the table carefully with a rag, spread the tablecloth, took out the pen and paper, and carefully ground it. After grinding it, he sat upright in front of the table. , picked up the pen and concentrated on it, and wrote the "Three Character Classic" on the paper without leaving a trace of distracting thoughts.Qiao Gong wrote seriously, and Xing Bu watched with relish. Before she knew it, Mrs. Qiao had already prepared lunch. She came to the study door and knocked on the door, asking Qiao Gong and Xing Bu to eat. Bu Ying said: "Thank you, Auntie, we know, we will go right away!"

After responding to Mrs. Qiao, Xing Bu went to ask Qiao Gong to eat. Qiao Gong kept his eyes on the paper and kept writing, but he opened his mouth and said to Xing Bu, "I see."

Xingbu said, "Let's go eat."

Qiao Gong said: "Wait a moment, it will be fine soon."

Xing Bu said: "It's the same to eat first. Auntie has already called us. If you don't go to eat, the food will be cold. Eating cold food is not good for your health."

Qiao Gong was still writing the "Three Character Classic" on his own, and ignored Xing Bu. Xing Bu sat beside him, looked at his seriousness, and thought: This Qiao Gong is really serious about studying, and he will never finish writing. Eating hard is a good thing, but you can't skip eating. After all, your body is more important than studying. Besides, Qiao Gong's health is not good, so you should take care of your body even more.

"Okay, Qiao Gong, since you don't eat, I'll accompany you too, hehe."

Xingbu smiled, and continued to watch Qiao Gong's writing. Qiao Gong's handwriting is really beautiful. It flows like a soul, and Hua Jinyun's handwriting is also very beautiful. If the two of them compete together, they will definitely be evenly matched. .But... these two people are so similar, can you tell who is who when they are together?What about them themselves?After meeting each other, would you think that the other party is your twin brother?

"Hmm...it's possible, I think it's possible, hehe."

Xing Bu imagined this scene, and couldn't help but smile happily. It would be great if Hua Jinyun and Qiao Gong could really meet each other.

"Little God, let's go eat."

"Have a meal?"

"Yeah, aren't you already hungry?"

"Have you finished copying the Three Character Classic?"

"It's written."

The "Three Character Classic" copied by Qiao Gong just now was neatly placed on the table, and the paper still exuded a faint fragrance of ink. When Xingbu saw Qiao Gong's writing, he couldn't help admiring: "Qiao Gong, what you wrote The words are so beautiful, I can't write such beautiful words."

Qiao Gong said: "Who said you can't do it anymore? As long as you are willing to practice, what can't be learned?"

Xingbu said: "But I don't know how to write calligraphy."

Qiao Gong said, "I'll teach you."

Xingbu said, "Will you teach me to write calligraphy?"

Qiao Gong nodded affirmatively, and Xingbu was very happy. He has been in Xuanchao for so long, and he has only seen Qiao Gong write with a brush. He has never written with a brush before. He asked Qiao Gong when Teach him to write, Qiao Gong said, as long as he has time, he can teach him at any time.

"But little fairy, you need to be patient when writing with a brush. You must be patient."

Xingbu thinks that he should have patience. When he was on Happy Planet, he used to do scientific research and inventions, and he fought for patience. If he didn’t have patience, he would not become a small inventor. He believed that he would also have the patience to learn to write brushes. Word.

"Shangxie! I want to know you, and my longevity will never end. There are no hills in the mountains, the rivers are exhausted, the thunder in winter shakes the rain and snow in summer, the heaven and the earth are united, so I dare to say goodbye to you...Qiao Gong, look at how I wrote this word." Sample?"

Xingbu showed Qiao Gong the song "Shangxie" written by himself with a brush. Qiao Gong couldn't help shaking his head after reading it, as if he was dissatisfied: "Little God, you have been practicing calligraphy for more than a month, but you are still like this. It means you didn't concentrate on practicing."

Qiao Gong said that Xingbu was not concentrating in his studies, but Xingbu didn't admit it, "Why am I not concentrating? I clearly practiced well, but this is how I wrote it."

Qiao Gong said: "Practice, practice a lot, I hope you can pay more attention when practicing, we can't be sloppy with learning, especially writing, or don't write, if you want to write, try to write well, you write like this, yes Absolutely impossible!"

The sunny and warm man suddenly became a strict "teacher". Xingbu couldn't get used to it all at once. Although Qiao Gong is usually easy-going, he has never been half-sloppy in learning. He strictly restrains himself, and of course He will not indulge others too much, especially Xingbu. Xingbu is his good friend, and he will definitely demand him more strictly. Qiao Gong asked Xingbu to practice his calligraphy again, but don't write "Shangxie" yet.

"If I don't write "Shangxie", what should I write?" Xingbu asked.

Qiao Gong said: "Just write simple characters, don't write such complicated ones. I haven't mastered simple characters yet, let alone "Shangxie"?"

Xingbu said, "Is there anything wrong with me writing "Shangxie"?"

Qiao Gong said: "There is nothing wrong with your writing "Shangxie", but since you want to learn calligraphy, you must start with simple Chinese characters. It is difficult to reach the sky in one step, and haste makes waste."

Xingbu said: "But I really want to write "Shangxie"."

Qiao Gong said: "If you like "Shangxie", you have to start with simple characters."

Xingbu likes the poem "Shangxie" and insists on practicing writing it. Qiao Gong thinks that writing "Shangxie" is difficult for Xingbu, so he doesn't suggest him to write it, but Xingbu doesn't follow his advice, he must write it. When writing "Shangxie", the two argued about it, and neither would listen to the other. In the end, Xing Bu was so angry that he stopped talking to Qiao Gong. It was also for his own good, but he didn't appreciate it at all.Qiao Gong in this room felt that Xing Bu was unreasonable, and Xing Bu in that room also felt that Qiao Gong was extremely stubborn, didn't he just want to write "Shang Evil"?What's the big deal?Why do you want to start with the simplest words?It's not that he has never read books, and he is not illiterate. Why did he start with the simple "one, two, three"?Qiao Gong refused to let him write "Shangxie", so he must write "Shangxie", no matter what others say.

Just like that, the two were having a quarrel, and they didn't talk to each other when they were eating. The first time Qiao's father and mother Qiao saw the two were having a quarrel, they asked them what was the matter. While eating, the anger still persisted, and Qiao Gong also only cared about eating, not going to see the star walk, nor talking to him, Qiao Cheng thought, these two children live in harmony on weekdays, brother and friend, never like today After having a bad fight, they must have had a disagreement about something, and their opinions were not unified. That's why, after dinner, he asked Qiao Gong.

"Gong'er, what happened to you and Xingbu today?" Qiao Cheng asked Qiao Gong with concern after the meal, "You are always in harmony, why are you ignoring each other today?"

Qiao Gong said, "Father, we're fine."

Qiao Cheng said: "The two of you stopped talking to each other, and you still said it's okay? Dad watched you grow up, what's the matter with you, how can you hide it from Dad?"

Qiao Gong said: "Father, it's really nothing, it's just... oh, it's fine if you don't say anything."

Qiao Cheng looked at Qiao Gong hesitating to speak, he must know what happened between him and Xingbu, after some persuasion, Qiao Gong finally told the truth, he and Xingbu were unhappy because of a song "Shangxie" .

Qiao Cheng said, ""Shangxie"? How could "Shangxie" make you angry?"

Qiao Gong said: "It's not "The Evil" that made us angry, but our unhappiness was caused by "The Evil."

Qiao Gong told his father the whole story, Qiao Cheng smiled brightly after hearing this: "Haha, so that's the case, you are still children after all, you are actually angry over such trivial matters, ha ha."

Qiao Gong said: "It's not that I want to be angry, but that Xingbu is too stubborn."

Qiao Cheng said: "Gong'er, you say Xingbu is stubborn, what about you? Why aren't you stubborn?"

Qiao Cheng was puzzled now. For the good of Xingbu, he wanted Xingbu to write calligraphy well. Since he wanted to write calligraphy, he had to start with the simplest one. He was strict with Xingbu. Is there something wrong with that?