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"Okay!" Gu Beiqing didn't think there was anything wrong with it, it was just writing, that's all.

A group of people came to the study room. The area here was a bit small, so Li Jinhua simply didn't go in.

As soon as the room enters the room, there are bookcases on both sides, and a desk in the middle. The desk is next to the window, and people can stand on both sides. This is convenient for Li Jinhua to water the flowers on the window sill. Now it happens that Gu Xiehui and Hang Chongshan are standing next to each other. Hang Wenxuan Standing next to Hang Chongshan.

Gu Beiqing thought for a while and wrote down the eight characters "Yuanzuo, Jishui, Weiliang at the beginning of the year" on the paper.

These eight characters come from Cao Zhi's Yuanhui poem, which happens to be the first day of the first lunar month.

Hang Chongshan looked at these eight characters, and the more he looked at them, the more frightened he became. If he hadn't watched and written them, he wouldn't have believed that they could be written by a young man.

In addition to the atmosphere he felt when reading those words at the door, this word also gave him a refreshing feeling at the beginning of the new year!This is the feeling he never had when watching other people write.

In fact, this is the same as Gu Xiehui's feeling when he read the couplet yesterday. What they felt was Gu Beiqing's blessing, the blessing brought out from the words.

Yesterday's couplet was the anticipation for the new year, so Gu Xiehui looked happy, and today's eight characters are the occasion, written today's day, so Hang Chongshan has the feeling of the beginning of the new year.

Even a layman like Hang Wenxuan felt that it was well written when he looked at this word. He never watched Gu Beiqing write directly, but used his mobile phone to record it. But after writing this word, he also had such a refreshing feeling. The feeling, this is what he felt through the screen.

"Good calligraphy, good calligraphy! Gu Xiaoyou, would you like to join our province's Painting and Calligraphy Association?" He directly replaced the kid with a kid. Hang Chongshan meant to discuss friendship with Gu Beiqing's peers, but it scared Gu Xiehui and Hang Wenxuan Jump.

"Mr. Hang doesn't dare to be so, just teach you to call me Gu Beiqing. To join the Association of Sayings, don't you have to participate in the calligraphy exhibition sponsored by the association and win more than two awards in the competition?" Gu Beiqing really understands this aspect. They major in art Many of them are good at writing, and they have consulted about joining the Painting and Calligraphy Association, and some people joined before graduation.

"Oh, this, what you said is the entry threshold of the National Painting and Calligraphy Association. I invited you to the Painting and Calligraphy Association of our province. It's not that your level is not enough for the National Painting and Calligraphy Association, but let's take it step by step, right? "Hang Chongshan is thinking at this time, and the National Painting and Calligraphy Association will have another member from their province in the future.

Mr. Hang himself is also a member of the National Painting and Calligraphy Association.

The National Painting and Calligraphy Association is more of an organizer. Members come from the Painting and Calligraphy Associations of various provinces. The activities and competitions held are also notified to the Painting and Calligraphy Associations in the cities and provinces.

"Oh, that's right! So what do I need to do to join the Painting and Calligraphy Association?" Gu Beiqing asked about this before, but he was afraid that there might be something he didn't know, so he had better ask clearly. If there is no conflict, he would still I really want to join. When I was in school, I saw some students joining the Painting and Calligraphy Association, and he was very envious.

"That is, when the competition is held, if you have time, you can attend and participate in the competition. These are all voluntary, and you can participate or not. Only when some special events are held, you are required to participate. There are not many such activities. It doesn’t happen once a year.”

After Hang Chongshan finished speaking, he thought for a while and said: "Members of our Provincial Painting and Calligraphy Association still have a monthly salary of more than 5000 yuan. You don't need to go to work in the association every day for this. As long as you are a member, it will be paid to your card on a monthly basis." .When the association holds activities, you can come as much as possible.”

"It's all a good thing to hear, so I'll leave it to Mr. Hang to join the Painting and Calligraphy Association!" Gu Beiqing readily agreed.

"Okay, okay, I'll give you □□ when I go to work on the eighth day!" Mr. Hang was very happy to find such a good seedling!Someone looked at the writing on the table and asked: "Beiqing, when you sell writing, you must tell me first!" Such a good writing, the old man must sell a pair and go back to appreciate it every day!

"Sell?" Gu Beiqing didn't expect that his handwriting could be sold.In his impression, the characters that can be traded are not all the characters of great calligraphers at home and abroad. Those great calligraphers will be alive first.

Mr. Hang said with a smile: "Yes, of course it can be sold. You haven't participated in the competition yet, so my old man can still afford it. If you participate in the competition, I'm afraid I won't be able to afford it!"

"Mr. Hang, I will write a copy for you some other day!" In terms of calligraphy, Mr. Hang can be regarded as his bole. Gu Beiqing is short of money now, but he will not make money from this lovely old man.

"No, no, if you can, give me this picture!" After finishing speaking, he looked at Gu Beiqing eagerly.

Such a lovely old man, no one can refuse his request, Gu Beiqing rolled up the written words in a newspaper and gave it to the old man.

He still decided in his heart that when he went back, he would use the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in his treasure bag to write a good word and send it to the old man!

When Gu Beiqing was writing, the little milk cat in his house turned over, and his posture was perfectly reversed.

However, the speed at which he absorbed the spirit stone was still the same, the environment inside the defensive formation had not changed, and the outside world had not attacked, so Gu Beiqing did not notice it at this time.

On his parents' side, he couldn't absorb the Rihua at noon, and the loss was too great.Gu Beiqing originally wanted to find some reason to go to his side, but now Mr. Hang sent it to him.

"Mr. Hang asked me to go to the Painting and Calligraphy Association tomorrow to go through the registration procedures. I'll go back and pack in a while. I'll be back on the [-]th!" Gu Beiqing told his parents about the next schedule while eating breakfast.

"Well, this is a good thing, you go back and prepare well!" Gu Xiehui is the happiest thing that his son can join the Painting and Calligraphy Association. , No, this made him more happy than joining himself.

Naturally, Li Jinhua had nothing to disagree with, it was a matter of business, and the more independent the son was when he was older, the better.

"Fried meatballs, braised meat, pork knuckles, crispy chicken, pork chops, braised trotters, chicken feet, and chicken wings. Decorate them all for you, and you can simply process them when you go back. The whole rice is a meal. There is no takeaway for a few days, and you should eat less. It’s not troublesome to make these, and I’ll make them for you after you’ve finished eating.” The front foot still thinks about the child’s independence, and the back foot prepares a lot of things, this is the mother !

"Yeah! I got it. You know from my craftsmanship that I can cook by myself now. Don't worry, I won't eat takeaway anymore!" Gu Beiqing would never dismiss his parents' good intentions, but he also knew how to make them Don't worry, this is family.

After tidying up everything, Li Jinhua looked at his son in doubt and said, "Son, why do I feel that after the new year, I have made you too skinny!"

During this period of time, the family of three was together every day, and she hadn't noticed much yet. Looking at it now, her son seemed to be much thinner than the day he came back.

He loses weight by one catty a day, and he has lost twelve catties since he came back twelve days ago.Not to mention himself, Gu Xiehui and Li Jinhua drank medicinal wine every day, and their bodies were also improving, and their body shapes also changed.

However, Gu Beiqing was afraid that his parents would excrete too many impurities and find something obviously wrong, so he didn't give them light body pills. The pills for strengthening the body will gradually improve their system, and that's enough for now!

"Yeah, I told you I'm going to lose weight again. Didn't you notice? I recently ate very little meat. In addition to the Chinese medicine I drank, I also went out for night runs every night. Losing weight is a reward!" Gu Beiqing said Weight loss programs under the public eye have been implemented all the time.

"That's right! Son, stick to it. If you lose weight or not, good health is the most important thing!" After seeing Li Jinhua's body shape, Gu Xiehui also noticed that the edges and corners of his son's face became clearer.

"Does that traditional Chinese medicine really work? Will it do any harm to the body?" Li Jinhua was still a little uneasy. That traditional Chinese medicine that has no smell can have such a big effect?

It was Li Jinhua who found out that his son drank water and put pills in it, so he knew that he was drinking Chinese medicine to lose weight. Seeing that his son looked better than before, he didn't stop him.Now she's a little bit eager to try it herself.

Now is not the time to give it to his parents and the Light Body Pill. The effect of the drink he drank is too amazing, and it is not suitable to give it to them now. After going back, he will continue to dilute it before giving it to them, so Gu Beiqing smiled and said to his mother: " The time I drink this is still a bit short, I will go for a physical examination after a while, and if all the indicators are all right, I will drink it for you and my dad!"

"You kid is treating yourself like a guinea pig! I'm going to lose weight, just don't ruin your body!" Gu Xiehui felt that his body was standard among his peers, and there were people all over the street who were fatter than him.

"Whether we drink or not, you are right to check your body."

Gu Beiqing returned to his home under the instructions of his parents.

The first time he entered the door, Gu Beiqing noticed that the little milk cat on the sofa had turned his position perfectly and was still sleeping.

Gu Beiqing didn't even bother to put the things in the kitchen, and piled them on the floor of the living room, so he stepped forward to check the status of the little milk cat.

After checking, he found that there was no difference. The absorption of spiritual power was still the same, and the spiritual stones were still enough. He didn't see anything, so he started to pack the food he brought back from home.

After packing up the things, I wrote down a prescription. I plan to go to the pharmacy to grab all the medicinal materials I want when I come back from the Painting and Calligraphy Association tomorrow.

Before he was dark under the lights, he thought about losing weight, but he forgot that obesity is a worldwide problem now, isn't this a business opportunity!

It is not a difficult problem to make light body pills with medicinal materials in this world without using the light body pills in the treasure bag, just use this to make money!