"Slow down, Mo Ye, Xiao Si is my apprentice, I teach it myself, if I let others know about this, I will definitely say that my teacher is not responsible. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info" Mo Xie said that the tone of this sentence cannot be refused.

Mu Si and Mo Ye, who had already walked a few steps, immediately stopped, "Master, I still don't bother you, you have so many things to do, so don't trouble you with such a trivial matter." Mousse sensibly refused.

"Yes, anyway, the two of us are a family, and whoever teaches them is the same, right, Si'er?" Mo Ye echoed Mu Si's words.

"No, even if it's a family, the affairs of the national teacher will never be faked, there is nothing more important today than this matter, Mo Ye, you can go around the mansion by yourself, Xiao Si doesn't have time to hang around with you today." ”

"Little Momo, don't be like this, people want you to teach you. "Mo Ye still doesn't give up, he has already lived in the National Teacher's Mansion, this is the first step to success, no matter what, he has to take care of Mo Ye.

"Brother Mo, didn't you say that your calligraphy is good, why do you still need a master to teach you?"

Mo Ye listened and thought: Didn't this girl cooperate very well before, why did she drop the chain when it was critical, and could she still play happily?

"Si'er, don't you know that although Brother Mo and I are talented, this calligraphy is not a problem, but compared with your master, it is still slightly insufficient, today you are thanks to me to have this opportunity to let Xiao Momo teach you, why don't you allow me to steal a teacher to improve?" Mo Ye said everything reasonably, and Mu Si on the side admired his clever tongue a little.

"Well, for the sake of your own admitting that you are not as good as your own teacher, I will reluctantly let you enjoy it on the sidelines. Mo Ye looked at Mo Ye and said.

Mo Ye, who originally thought that he would have to spend more time talking, couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard this, "Little Mo Mo is already very powerful, this is known to everyone, I don't admit it and there is no way." Seeing Mo Ye like this, Mu Si couldn't help but wonder in his heart: What kind of person is this Brother Mo, he has the style of a general when he is serious, and no one can match him if he is not serious, which one is the real him?

In this way, the three of them went to the study together, Mo Cult Mu Si practiced calligraphy, and Mo Ye was purely playing soy sauce.

Inside the study

Mo Xie took out the rice paper and laid it out, pointed to the banquet table on the side and said, "Xiao Si grind." Mu Si silently grinded beside Mo Ye, Mo Ye casually picked up a book beside him and sat on the side and looked at it quietly, whether he was looking in the direction of Mu Si and Mo Ye.

Mo Xie sat at the desk and wrote four big characters "Mu Si Mo Ye" with a big stroke of the pen, the font is vigorous and powerful, and there is no lack of handsomeness, this word is really good as he said. "Xiao Si, start with your own name to practice calligraphy, this is the first step to write a good name, if you can't even write your own name, it's useless to be good at anything else. ”

Mu Si looked at the four big black characters on the white paper and unconsciously felt happy in his heart: If you want me to write your name, just say it, why bother to beat around the bush like this.

Mo Ye, who was reading the book on the side, couldn't be calm anymore when he saw these four words, in Mo Ye's heart, he would always be the only one, even if they weren't brothers, they couldn't change the fact that they identified. Besides, the most important thing is that one day Mousse will hurt Mo Xie. "Little Momo, you are too partial, you never taught me to write your name. ”

"Do you still use me to teach, your teacher is a unique talent in this world. "Mo Ye doesn't buy Mo Ye's account at all. "How can this be the same, no one can teach you as well. ”

Mu Si looked at these two people, and the doubts in his heart deepened: What is the relationship between these two people, why do I always feel that they are not just brothers.

"Master, Brother Mo, don't fight between the two of you, the national teacher is my master, it is natural for me to teach me, the master is Brother Mo's younger brother, and it is also appropriate not to teach you, which of you is right?"

Xiao Si can still see it. Mo Xie felt the same way.

"Since little Momo is like this, as an elder brother, I will teach you, and let me enjoy the sense of honor as an elder brother. After speaking, he wrote the two big words "Mo Ye" on the white paper. Hehe, you don't teach me to write your name, I'll teach you to write my name.

Mo Ye and Mu Si listened to it, looked at each other very tacitly, pouted helplessly, spread their hands and made a helpless movement.