Proud Farm Girl With A Space

Chapter 123 Mosai suddenly opened

Tang Xi knew that he was not joking, and made a decision instantly after weighing the pros and cons.

In the adult world, there is no family affection to speak of, only pros and cons.

The eldest brother is dead, what else can she do?

Tang Xi thought that she had helped her eldest brother a lot, and she had a clear conscience, and she could no longer put herself in a precarious situation for the sake of a dead person.

"Well, the concubine listens to my husband."

Qiao Muyan's expression softened slightly.

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Taking advantage of the break after class, Jiang Xiaoxiao continued to scribble and draw on the paper, perfecting every small detail of Suxiangzhai stroke by stroke.

Qin Wanrou was so bored, she moved closer to her, only took a look, and then looked away from the drawing.

She is not interested in these, if Jiang Xiaoxiao draws swords and the like, she may give her a comment or two.

"Smile, I told my elder brother about your plan to learn martial arts, but you have to be mentally prepared."

Jiang Xiaoxiao stopped writing, looked up at her, "What's wrong? Is that master unwilling to teach me?"

Qin Wanrou quickly waved her hand, "No, no, my elder brother told you to prepare yourself mentally, because that martial arts master may not be willing to teach you."

"Listen to what my brother said, that master will probably come to meet you in person before deciding whether to teach you or not." Qin Wanrou patted her on the shoulder and encouraged her: "You behave well when the time comes, and I will be able to teach you in the future." I'm counting on you."

Jiang Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment before realizing what Wanrou meant.

That's right, if you really want to make up your mind to teach her and Yueyue, then the two of them are equivalent to half of that martial arts master's apprentices, so you must be more cautious.

Jiang Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, feeling uneasy for no reason.

But the anxiety came and went quickly.

In fact, there is no need to be anxious. If she really wants to meet, when the meeting happens, all she can do is to be herself.

If people really look down on her and don't want to teach her, she can't force him anyway.

It is a pity to miss a person with high martial arts skills, but he is not the only one who knows martial arts in the world.

Jiang Xiaoxiao felt that it was enough to do his best and obey the destiny.

"Okay, I see, you can go back and ask Brother Qin for help, so that I can be prepared when the time comes.

Hmm...By the way, you can ask brother Qin when he is free. My brother said that he would treat you two to dinner. "

"real?!"

Qin Wanrou's eyes lit up, she was really greedy.

"Well, really. You two can order the dishes in the restaurant."

"Then I won't be polite."

"It's not a problem to eat my elder brother," she said with a smile.

While talking to Wanrou, Jiang Xiaoxiao kept moving his hands. Thinking about the perfume shop, he put the drawing aside and wrote big characters on a blank piece of paper.

She inserted the three words "Suxiangzhai" in an inconspicuous place, planning to wait until Mr. Mo Xian gave her a small class later, and then ask him to point out where the writing is not good.

When noon arrived, Mo Xian announced that after school, the girls in the calligraphy class couldn't wait to pack their schoolbags and headed out of the academy in groups.

Jiang Xiaoxiao was not in a hurry, but went to the cafeteria to eat.

After all, today I have to make up for the lessons that I left behind yesterday. I can’t do without food if I’m hungry.

In fact, Jiang Xiaoxiao will be able to learn martial arts from martial arts masters soon, so Qin Wanrou doesn't need to spare a little time every day to teach her some tricks of three-legged cats.

But this is not thinking that after Jiang Xiaoxiao finishes learning, then she can learn martial arts from Jiang Xiaoxiao, so naturally she can't give up halfway.

The two went to the cafeteria together to eat and came back. Mr. Mo Xian was already waiting in the classroom.

Qin Wanrou couldn't help joking: "Sir, didn't you go to the cafeteria to eat?"

Mo Xian glanced at her, "I've eaten, all right, let's start."

Jiang Xiaoxiao hurriedly took out the words practiced during the break, and shouted embarrassingly:

"Sir, the student has practiced a big character, and I want my husband to help you read it and comment on it."

"Oh? I want to see if your word length has improved."

Jiang Xiaoxiao quickly handed him the manuscript, and then the class fell into a long silence.

Seeing Mr. Mo Xian staring at the words she wrote, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and he remained silent for a while, Jiang Xiaoxiao's heart sank to the bottom.

Is it possible...

The brush calligraphy she has practiced for so long still looks so unsightly?

Not really, anyway, she felt that she had improved a lot compared to the first time, at least she wrote the words neatly.

Qin Wanrou quietly walked around behind her husband, stood on tiptoe to read the words written by Xiaoxiao.

Mo Xian noticed her movement, and glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, without rejecting or reprimanding her.

About two or three minutes passed before Mo Xian spoke: "It is undeniable that Jiang Xiaoxiao's handwriting has improved a lot compared to the first time."

Jiang Xiaoxiao nodded, she felt the same way, and when she heard her husband say the same thing, she didn't see any color in her eyes, but was worried instead.

She is well versed in the principle of slapping and then giving a sweet date. If the husband puts the "sweet date" in the front, it must be a slap in the back, right?

Sure enough, as she expected, Mo Xian's next comments were harsh.

"The hairpin lowercase you copied is pretty good, but I can tell from your writing that you want to imitate Mrs. Wei's hairpin lowercase, and also want to add something of your own to it.

Therefore, it seems that the writing looks like four different characters. If you want to practice Zanhua Xiaokai, then write strictly according to the strokes of Zanhua Xiaokai, and don't add your own things to it.

If you want to write according to your own ideas, then don't confine yourself in the circle of Zanhua Xiaokai, and don't write with the shadow of Zanhua Xiaokai, otherwise it will be bad for both sides in the end! "

It is said that listening to your words is better than reading ten years of books.

Mr. Mo Xian's words made Jiang Xiaoxiao feel enlightened. She always felt that her handwriting was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong when she looked closely. It was perfectly reflected in him.

Maybe there is no need for my husband to point out word by word, and she will rewrite it later, and everything that is wrong can be solved easily.

She suddenly realized, "I just said that my handwriting didn't look quite right, but I couldn't find the reason. It turned out to be because of this!"

As expected of Mr. Calligraphy, he could see where her problem was at a glance.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Jiang Xiaoxiao seriously bowed to Mr. Mo Xian, "The student has been taught, thank you sir for teaching me."

The corners of Mo Xian's mouth turned up slightly, and he accepted her gift generously.

He likes such students, who don't feel embarrassed because their deficiencies are analyzed by others, but accept their deficiencies and correct them.

This xinxing alone is commendable, and not everyone can accept their own shortcomings calmly.

"Well, get up, let's continue class."