Frankly, brushing your teeth isn't anything worth mentioning. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info ordinary toothpaste, ordinary toothbrush, and only ordinary tap water.

Mr. Mo's brushing posture is also normal, standing in front of the mirror very ordinarily. My sister didn't come to make trouble, but sat quietly at the dining table.

But looking at Mr. Mo in the mirror, he felt wrong, as if his somewhat handsome face hadn't made an expression for a long time, especially laughing! Maybe it's because one day I suddenly feel that my expression is so redundant and boring, and then it slowly becomes like this, right?

Pulling the muscles of his cheeks slightly, Mr. Mo tried to smile.

Smile fails.

Not to mention the stiffness of his expression, just the toothpaste foam sticking to the corners of his mouth made Mr. Mo's smile look stupid. And the expression was more like baring teeth than a smile.

Mr. Mo put away this awkward expression, wiped off the foam of the toothpaste, and began to think.

It seems that other facial muscles need to be used, so that the other parts of the face work together, and subtle body movements are also necessary......

That's it! If you can't smile, then try a wry smile!

Mr. Mo is trying to make a sad face......

Huh? How could it turn into a sneer!

Mr. Mok's heart was a little sad.

Mr. Mo tried to make an angry face again......

It worked! The sword eyebrows are upside down, the gaze is sharp, and the hideous veins on the forehead loom with irrepressible anger like a volcano about to erupt......

"Brother, what are you doing?"

A cold voice sounded in his ears, and Mr. Mo was instantly stunned.

Xiaoqiu waited for her brother at the dining table for a long time, but she never saw him coming.

My brother is stupid again! squeezed his eyebrows stiffly in the mirror, but the mood in his eyes did not change. The corners of Xiaoqiu's mouth twitched when I saw this scene.

In fact, similar things have happened many times, such as Mr. Mo inexplicably staring at a stone for an hour or two.

Xiaoqiu was very worried about his brother, and always felt that after his father's death, he suffered a big blow to become like this, but it didn't seem right. Anyway, something happened that she didn't know about, and then my brother became stupid all day long.

But her brother didn't tell her anything, and she didn't know what to do. My brother didn't tell her, naturally he had his reasons. Of course, it is not ruled out that there is a possibility of the nature of the elder brother's remnants.

Under his sister's expression of looking at non-recyclable garbage, Mr. Mo's heart was broken.

"I'm moving my facial muscles and exercising control over some of the muscles that my body doesn't use often."

Mr. Mo explained calmly.

"Really?"

Xiaoqiu's face was full of disbelief.

Trust your brother! Mr. Mo roared in his heart, but on the surface he was still calm, and he pretended to change the topic casually: "Let's go have breakfast." ”

Xiaoqiu didn't dwell on this topic anymore, answered, and walked back to the table and sat down.

Ignoring the previous episode, the two began to enjoy a calm breakfast.

You can't talk about enjoyment, a simple white porridge with a little side dish is all there is to breakfast.

Mr. Mo's novels are not read by many people, and the income he can get is very low. The house was rented by twin student sisters, and the rent that was finally negotiated was not high. On the premise of not using the savings left by the cheap father, there are not many funds at their disposal every month, which can barely allow the two of them to maintain this level of life.

In fact, the cheap father left a lot of savings, enough for the two of them to live most of their lives, but Mr. Mo didn't want to use it. If he could, he hoped never to!

After eating and cleaning up, the two of them picked up their schoolbags and went out.

There was no movement from the tenant at the door, but even if there was movement, Mr. Mo would not pay attention.

It was just seven o'clock, and it only took about ten minutes to get to school by bicycle with my sister, and I would probably enter the classroom at the time when others were doing their morning reading. The school does not require students to attend early school. Speaking of early reading class is also a strange existence, originally to let students develop a good habit of morning reading, but after it became a mandatory existence, there are basically no students interested in morning reading, and finally in a position that is not embarrassing, not embarrassing, not up or down.

A lazy student like Mr. Mo would deliberately come late and just miss the morning class, which caused his sister who came to school with him to miss it too. But even if he didn't miss it, Mr. Mo would just stay quietly in his place. Not noisy, not noisy, not showing off, Mr. Mo is such a quiet beautiful man~

Having said so much, Mr. Mo had just ridden his bicycle, and after saying hello to Uncle Zhang, who was changing shifts at the gate of the community, he drove his sister to the direction of the school. However, he is not Second Uncle Zhang, Mr. Janissary is still a great guy! It's just that Mr. Mo doesn't know his name.

Probably because of the latitude, it was close to October, and the sun did not jump above the horizon at 7 o'clock. The large red fireball swayed with light and heat, and the chill that had accumulated overnight had not yet subsided, and the two intertwined, stirring up the slow morning breeze and gently stimulating the nerves of the early risers.

The two people on the bicycle seem to have an indescribable sense of harmony, the teenager who is riding the bicycle attentively and seriously, the girl who is quiet and leisurely in the back seat, and the pedestrian who is in a hurry as the background, maybe this is a classic scene in a certain article......

Mr. Mo doesn't know if this scene is a classic for others, but it is undoubtedly a classic part of his life. One person is too lonely, and two people happen to warm each other, so take my sister slowly to the end of life!

Mr. Mo, who was inexplicably burning, felt energetic all over his body, and he simply added a hot-blooded buff, and with this energy, the speed of riding a bicycle was also three points faster.

And then......

Mr. Mo and his sister were late.

The complacent Mr. Mo chased the tail, a stain on his life! Although there was no loss, the owner did not ask the two to compensate for anything, but they were lectured by the owner for half an hour! Because it's his own fault, he can only listen honestly, Mr. Mo is in a trance when he listens, sure enough, does the uncle have long-winded hidden attributes!?

There were no more moths along the way, and in the midst of his sister's broken complaints, Mr. Mo arrived at the school smoothly.

The first class had already begun, and the campus was empty, with the occasional teacher or two walking by.

After leaving his bicycle in the carport, Mr. Mo and his sister parted ways and walked to the school building where their class was located.

This high school is called Wenxin High School, and each grade has a separate school building. If Mr. Mo were asked to introduce this school, he would probably say something like this: This is an ordinary high school, and there is almost no place to find anything outstanding, ordinary students, ordinary teachers, ordinary admission rates, ordinary cafeterias, ordinary campus environment, and the only thing that is not ordinary is my sister - Mo Nianqiu! Gentle and lovely, ice and snow smart...... The 500-word speech of the sister control is omitted here.