Two or three things about Lu Ze and Bi Sheng

When Lu Ze was in the fifth grade of elementary school, he read an adventure novel - "Tomb Raider Notes", and he was addicted to it ever since, unable to extricate himself.What Lu Ze pays most attention to is the font of the protagonist mentioned in the book—the thin gold font. On a whim, he bought many thin gold font calligraphy books and urged Bi Sheng to practice calligraphy together.

first day.

"Hey, Bi Sheng. Look, I practiced ten cards today, and you haven't practiced as much as me."

"Ah."

the next day.

"Hey! I practiced five more cards today than yesterday, isn't it amazing! Why do you still practice so many cards like yesterday!"

"Take it easy."

Day three.

"Well... I have a lot of homework today, so let's practice five! Bi Sheng, are you still doing it as usual?"

"Ah."

No. 11 days.

"Hey, why are you still so ugly! Forget it, let's set a limit of three cards a day from now on! What about you, Bi Sheng?"

"Let's start practicing three more cards."

No. 17 days.

"Hey! Bi Sheng, why are you still practicing calligraphy? Conan is going to be broadcast."

"Wait a little longer."

No. 20 a day.

"Forget it, I give up. It's too difficult to practice, do you want to continue?"

"Practice more."

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As a result, Lu Ze, who gave up halfway, often lost points in exams due to his scribbled handwriting after entering high school, while Bi Sheng, who was persistent, was widely praised by his teachers for his unique and beautiful thin gold body.

"Oh, take a look. Both Lu Ze and Bi Sheng have excellent grades and are good-looking, so how can one write in the sky and the other in the bottom?" The political teacher held up two answer sheets and teased the Chinese teacher.

The Chinese teacher who felt the same quickly nodded in agreement and said: "Yes, yes, Bi Sheng's calligraphy is like a person, but Lu Ze's calligraphy is like a wild boar's mud."

The English teacher raised objections: "Why do I feel that these two people's handwriting is not bad! Their English compositions are almost printed out by a printing machine, and they are neat and good."

"Let's talk about it after looking at their political answer sheets." The politics teacher handed the two answer sheets to the English teacher.

The English teacher was silent for a while, and couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Oh, Lu Ze's words are so indescribable!"

Lu Ze, who came to the door of Wenshi's office because he asked a question, stopped silently for a while after listening to the teacher's conversation in the room, and then turned back to the classroom.

"Bi Sheng, I want to practice calligraphy with you!" Bi Sheng, who was looking at composition materials, was taken aback by Lu Ze's loud voice.

However, most of the students were free to move around during the break, so no one in the classroom paid attention to it.

Bi Sheng looked at Lu Ze puzzled, why was he so angry when he asked the question?

Lu Ze put the book on the other desk next to Bi Sheng, and sat down angrily: "From today on, I want to practice calligraphy, and you teach me to practice thin and golden body. Supervise me carefully, and don't let I'm lazy!" After finishing speaking, he buried his head on the desk.

Bi Sheng looked at Lu Ze's hair spinning at the back of his head and responded, "Okay."

Lu Ze and Bi Sheng were at the same table from elementary school to high school. Lu Ze felt strange at first, why all the teachers would always arrange them at the same table when arranging seats?But after a long time, I got used to it, and saved the time of running in with unfamiliar people.Perhaps in this life, Lu Ze couldn't imagine how puzzled the teacher's expression was when Bi Sheng took the initiative to ask the teacher to adjust his seat.

But since Da Lu Ze decided to practice calligraphy, the benefits of being at the same table have really been magnified to the maximum.When doing self-study homework every day, Bi Sheng would strictly supervise the use of Lu Ze's handwriting practice, but at the beginning Lu Ze's handwriting was always very awkward, neither ugly nor beautiful.

Thinking of this, Lu Ze felt distressed, and took a pen to write a few random words on the draft paper, but the words were still very awkward.Suddenly, a clean and slender hand held Lu Ze's right hand holding the pen, and adjusted Lu Ze's pen holding posture. Lu Ze turned his head and met Bi Sheng's gaze.

"Finally found the reason. It turned out that you held the pen too obliquely, which made the writing crooked at the end." Bi Sheng explained solemnly, while holding Lu Ze's hand and leading him to continue writing.

For some reason, Lu Ze felt a little parched, and let Bi Sheng lead him to write a few words.There were four thin, small characters written on the paper - "Bi Sheng is the most handsome". After Lu Ze read it, he broke away from Bi Sheng's hand speechlessly and began to write with a new way of holding the pen.

Bi Sheng stared at Lu Ze's blushing ears for a while, chuckled lightly, and then turned around to continue doing exercises.

Under Bi Sheng's strong supervision, Lu Ze's handwriting became better and better. In the second semester of the third year of high school, Lu Ze's thin golden body was almost as good as Bi Sheng's. Teachers and classmates all used Lu Ze's handwriting His leap is regarded as a miracle, but only Bi Sheng knows how many days and nights of hard work and hard work Lu Ze has put in to practice calligraphy.

On the eve of senior year graduation, each class prepared a graduation yearbook.The first side of the album is dedicated to signing, and Lu Ze's name is placed behind Bi Sheng, just like a pair of brothers.In the middle of the yearbook are the photos of each classmate and the group photo of the class. Lu Ze felt sad when he thought of the imminent graduation. He flipped through the photos one by one. Lu Ze stayed on a certain page for a moment and continued to turn back.The last three pages of the album are for leaving messages. Due to insufficient space, everyone only wrote one sentence.

Lu Ze was next to Bi Sheng. He really wanted to know what Bi Sheng wrote, but when he turned to that page, Bi Sheng just wrote an official sentence: "I wish all the students a bright future." Lu Ze pouted , I was inexplicably lost in my heart, and after thinking for a long time, I just left my name in the message.

Many years later, when the school celebrated and returned to his alma mater, the teacher took out the graduation album from the archives to recall the past.Sitting in a corner of the classroom, Lu Ze and Bi Sheng quietly watched a group of women who had already entered the workplace and even married and had children huddled together to read, and returned to their youthful days in a daze.The two looked at each other and smiled, the emotion in their eyes was unspoken.

"Lu Ze, I didn't expect you to be so narcissistic back then." Hu Sisi, the nagging ghost in the class, loved to chat with people as always.

Without knowing it, Lu Ze went in and walked to the souvenir book.The commemorative book was turned to the comment section, and everyone was talking about the comments from that year.

Hu Sisi motioned Lu Ze to read her message, and after the original two big characters of Lu Ze, there was another sentence with similar handwriting - "the best Lu Ze in the world".

Hu Sisi was very curious, why did Lu Ze suddenly become silent after reading the souvenir book?Why didn't even the teacher's toast say a word?But at the banquet, even though she tried her best to show off the housekeeping jokes and burdens, Lu Ze still ignored her.

Bi Sheng also discovered this, when the two were walking side by side on the street home, Bi Sheng held Lu Ze back.Lu Ze lowered his head and looked at the shadow under his feet, then stopped belatedly. Bi Sheng held Lu Ze's cheeks in both hands and asked him to raise his head. When Lu Ze's eyes met his own, Bi Sheng was surprised. He found that there were tears in those eyes.

"What's wrong?" Bi Sheng frowned slightly.

"You say that I am the best Lu Ze in the world, but you are actually the best Bi Sheng in the world." After Lu Ze said this in a vigorous manner, he raised his head and kissed Bi Sheng's lips.

With a smile in his eyes, Bi Sheng understood, hugged Lu Ze and kissed him deeply.

Under the dim yellow street lamp, two long shadows seem to merge into one; beside the withered yellow street lamp, moths looking for the flame are trying their best to pounce on the lampshade.So what if it's unreasonable to be desperate?As long as he is the light in the eyes is enough.