Prodigal son

"I hope that all students will complete this report and send it to my mailbox before next Friday. If you don't understand, you can call me or send me an email." The professor packed up the teaching supplies, walked out and saw standing at the classroom door He was taken aback for a few H college students outside, and smiled in a friendly manner to students from neighboring countries, "What's the matter with you students?"

"Teacher, we are here to discuss calligraphy with Qiao Jingan," Li Zaixian nodded politely, but there was no trace of respect in his eyes.

The professor, who was nearly fifty years old, shook his head. The young lads just can't afford to lose. He obviously lost so badly last time, but now he still wants to challenge. Isn't this making himself feel uncomfortable?

Get up from where you fell down, continue to play chess if you have the ability to lose, and find so many people to compare different things with the same person. Students like this H University can't even learn the most basic modesty, and they are ashamed to say that Confucius is from their country. Even a tree by the roadside knows to bark. Why do they not know how to save face?

This is a public class elective for the whole school, so the students of H University received the collective attention of all the students in the classroom outside the classroom door. Liang Qiang closed the book in his hand and said in an almost emotional tone, "I said, this A few boys are endless, aren't they ashamed?"

Lin Shu looked up at the few people, lazily tidied up the things on the table, "What they want is their business, we just watch the fun."

Qiao Jingan is a well-bred person, but he is not a temperate person. He was the son of a family in his previous life, and he is the second youngest of the Qiao family in this life. Therefore, he chooses a gentle way to solve many things not because Forbearance, but because of demeanor.However, College Student H's repeated provocations made him maintain his demeanor to a critical point, so when he went out, the gentle smile on his face in the past faded a lot.

"You guys came to see me, what's the matter?" Qiao Jingan asked calmly, standing a few steps away from them, "It's almost noon, are you guys going to have lunch with me? "

Li Zaixian saw that Qiao Jingan's face was quite calm, but it was obviously not as good-looking as the previous two times. He is not a fool, so he naturally saw Qiao Jingan's impatience, so he smiled and said, "It's like this, didn't you talk to classmate Qiao two days ago?" Do we, a Chinese who grew up in your country, want to ask you about calligraphy? We just have time today, so we came here together."

Several people came together to look for Qiao Ershao. They didn't know whether they were provoking or asking for advice. The expressions of the students present were not very good-looking. Everyone was from the same school. Facing other people's provocation was almost blatant, and no one could take it lightly. .

"It seems that you all want to ask me about various issues," Qiao Jingan sneered, causing everyone present to feel a bit of chill. The students couldn't help being a little surprised. How could someone who is usually gentle and gentle give people such a strong feeling? ?And this feeling is definitely not their illusion.

Raising his wrist to look at the time, Qiao Jingan frowned and said, "There's still class this afternoon, and I want to read a book after dinner. Since you guys are asking me for advice, I won't shirk it anymore. I'll write a few words for you to read." See if I'm worth asking for advice." After finishing speaking, he raised his foot and walked to the calligraphy association activity room on the third floor.

Seeing this, Lin Shu and Liang Qiang thought it was not good. Although they didn't see Qiao Jingan getting angry, Qiao Jingan's blunt expression was obviously not happy. Seeing that most of the students in the classroom followed him out, the two exchanged a His eyes almost stopped following.

When Lin Shu and Liang Qiang followed to the Calligraphy Association, Qiao Jingan was already standing in front of a table with a chapter of rice paper spread out, but no paperweight was used to press the corners, and even the brush in his hand seemed to be found randomly one.

"Since you want to learn, let me first let you know what is the basic principle of my life." Qiao Jingan didn't even look at a few people, and didn't even grind it, but directly dipped it in the ink bottle next to him. With a flick of the wrist, a few large Chinese characters will appear on the paper. These words are written smoothly, as if the owner of the pen is doing this as simple as eating and dressing, until the last stroke is received, Qiao Jing Anli Luo put away the tip of the brush, and threw the inferior brush in his hand into the trash can next to him.

The calligraphy teacher next to him was the first to be amazed, but he couldn't even say a word other than amazement.

The complexions of Lin Shu and Liang Qiang also changed. Although they are not good at calligraphy, but in that kind of family, they have a certain appreciation ability for calligraphy. The four big characters on the paper give people an unspeakable momentum, as if they are bringing calligraphy. People can't help but be convinced by the magic power of the superior.Both of them shuddered in their hearts. If the usual Qiao Jingan was just a sleeping lazy cat, then the current Qiao Jingan is a sober lion who cannot be underestimated. The two of them thought of a word at the same time, over there is Wang Baqi.

They all say that their words are like their own, and they can write such sharp words. How could Qiao Jingan look like he usually does? Liang Qiang and Lin Shu are not stupid. Then they are considered to be so big.

"Etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame..." The calligraphy teacher woke up, looked at the four big characters, and then looked at the several H college students standing aside, and nodded in agreement. These words seemed just right for them to learn.

Although Li Zaixian can speak Chinese, he doesn't know how to appreciate the study room, but when he saw the face of his friend who can calligraphy change, he knew that the word might not be simple, and when he saw the amazement in the eyes of the students around him, he knew that he was the one who frustrated the opponent's spirit. The plan failed again.

Qiao Jingan looked at the boy who was about to compete with him in calligraphy, "It is said that one must know how to be polite before he knows what shame is. Since you like calligraphy, you shouldn't be so anxious." After finishing speaking, he looked at Li Zaixian again, "Your friend What else are you good at?"

Li Zaixian was silent, not because he didn't want to say it, but because he couldn't say it, because he clearly realized that any further comparison would only embarrass himself, the school and the country.

"Guqin, flute, martial arts or painting." Qiao Jingan picked up the rice paper on the table indifferently, as if to let the other party see more clearly, "If you don't mind, I will accompany you to the end, but please understand what it means to be modest , There are countless talented people in my celestial dynasty, but I have never seen anyone who wants to compete with and ask for advice every day, do you know why?"

Li Zaixian was shocked by Qiao Jingan's cold eyes, and asked dryly, "Why?"

Qiao Jingan smiled faintly, put down the rice paper, picked up an unopened beverage bottle next to it, and shook it without making any sound.Seeing that the other party was puzzled, he picked up the other half bottle of drink, shook it lightly, and there was a clattering sound. Putting down the drink bottle, Qiao Jingan looked at Li Zaixian who was still at a loss with a half-smile, "Learning never stops, this classmate Feel it yourself."

"Usually you are polite, but if you want to really hurt people, you are meaner than anyone else." Liang Qiang rubbed his chin and watched Qiao Jingan walk out of the classroom through the crowd, "It seems that none of the two brothers of the Qiao family is simple. "

"Doesn't he usually hurt people when he speaks?" Lin Shu raised his eyebrows.

"It's not the same level," Liang Qiang raised his voice slightly, "There's no harsh word for this harm, it's a completely different attack power."

Half a bottle of water? !Li Zaixian picked up half a bottle of drink on the table and shook it, then looked at the full bottle of drink next to him, just now he realized what he meant, his face was pale and pale, and he didn't know whether he was embarrassed or angry.

The onlookers dispersed in all directions. In order to show friendship, no one laughed, but after walking away, they all started to laugh in a low voice, to relieve their anger, it was really a relief.

Tang Xiang pinched the phone, her palms sweating slightly. She just took pictures of Qiao Jingan's calligraphy gestures. When she opened the video, the young man in it looked so brilliant that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

"Think about it," my friend patted her on the shoulder, saw the picture on her phone screen, and smiled narrowly, "Let me just say, it turned out that he was looking at our Young Master Qiao, or, tonight we invite you Young Master Qiao will have dinner together."

Tang Xiang's complexion changed slightly, and he didn't hide his thoughts, but he knew better than anyone else what the result of this relationship would be. She put the phone back into her bag with a wry smile, "Stop joking."

Seeing her like this, her friend sighed slightly, and said without joking, "Let's ask him out together this afternoon, at least, at least it will make you give up."

Tang Xiang turned pale, and finally nodded slowly.

After class in the afternoon, Qiao Jingan looked at the girl named Zhuang Yue and said that she wanted to buy something and asked him for reference. Seeing that the girl seemed really anxious, he could only nod his head. A girl needs to know something.

Facts have proved that the miraculous existence of women still surprised Qiao Jingan. When buying a brush, you should not look at the quality of the brush, but at the color of the brush holder. When you buy an inkstone, you should not look at whether the ink color on the bottom of the inkstone is good, but at the inkstone. Isn't it pretty.

As a man, he naturally helped a few girls to carry things, but when he saw these messy candies, clothes and other things, he suddenly felt that the girls here were indeed admired by him. People can't stand it.

"Think about it, let's go over there and have a look. You can go to the coffee bar over there with Qiao Ershao." Zhuang Yue admired Qiao Jingan in her heart, but she also understood that Qiao Jingan was not suitable for Tang Xiang, not to mention Qiao Jingan's Excellent, just talking about the environment Qiao Jingan lives in, and it's not like he can adapt to it if he thinks about it.It is said that a sparrow turns into a phoenix, but in fact even if a sparrow turns into a phoenix, in the eyes of the phoenix, the sparrow is still just a sparrow imitating others.

Tang Xiang and Qiao Jingan entered the coffee bar, Tang Xiang ordered coffee, and the other party did the same, but she soon discovered that the coffee in front of the other party had not moved.

She seldom goes to the coffee bar to drink coffee because the price is not cheap.But maybe this kind of thing is in the eyes of the other party, I'm afraid it can't be eaten at all.She unconsciously added a few toffee to the coffee, and seeing the polite smile on the other person's face, her hands trembled slightly.

The black-faced car drove past the coffee bar facing the street. When passing the coffee bar, the speed of the car seemed to slow down, but it drove away quickly, but no one noticed.