1273, autumn moonlit night
- Self-esteem and self-improvement, can a woman do the same? Ye Nuonuo has his father to check it, but where is his future? Or where do you start?
Mo Ye, who was a little melancholy, slowly walked to the door of the study, and just as she was about to raise her hand to pull the door, Ye Nuonuo suddenly pounced and grabbed her hand.
Mo Ye turned his face to look at Ye Nuonuo, and did not shake off her hand, but did not say anything either.
Ye Nuonuo pulled Mo Ye and walked towards the desk, and said with some anxiety: "You can't just leave." My father will come back in a while, and when he leaves, he told me to write it again, but I don't know how to write it again! It's not the same when you write it. β
"How can it be different, these words were originally written by me imitating your handwriting, and they should be handwriting that can be easily accessed to you." Mo Ye sighed softly, "At most...... You are like you just asked for credit in front of Uncle Ye, be careful and neat, and it will be enough. β
"Alas!" Ye Nuonuo stomped his feet and said, "The problem is that I can't write neatly!" My words are inherently like earthworm crawling, and I can't write horizontally and vertically for a while. β
Xiao Yu, who came out of the bookcase one step later, suddenly said, "Miss, why don't you let me ghostwrite!" The old man also said just now, he is now going to the backyard, and Miss Mo must go back soon. β
Almost at the same time, Mo Ye shook his head and said something else: "I wasn't born with such handwriting and writing speed, it always takes repeated practice to achieve it." As for the practice of calligraphy, I think you still have to be careful with your lies. It is not difficult to practice calligraphy. But you told a lie today, have you thought about how many lies you will use in the future? With this mind, it is better to practice good words honestly. β
Mo Ye's principle of not wanting to help Ye Nuonuo copy books and cheat has not changed.
"Help me save the emergency first!" Ye Nuonuo didn't understand that Mo Ye's cold and hard attitude towards this matter was also for her own good, but at this time, she did have her own worries and anxieties. So in the face of Mo Ye's well-founded dissuasion, she almost chose to ignore it, didn't distinguish a word, and only hurriedly said: "At least when you leave, Xiaoyu's injury is healed, and I will confess to my father again." At that time, his anger was probably reduced a lot, and he could be less angry. I'm not going to bother you. β
"I can help you this time." Mo Ye finally reluctantly agreed to Ye Nono's request. Time is of the essence at this point. It seems that there is no time left to maneuver other than agreeing and rejecting the two options.
Walked back to the table quickly, took a pen and paper and began to write, at the same time Mo Ye said slowly: "It depends." You're going to have to imitate the font I just copied yours from. I really don't know who imitated whom in the end. But that's fine. This handwriting is originally based on your writing inertia, but it is much neater than your font, which probably can also indirectly let you practice good handwriting! β
"Don't miss the opportunity to entertain me." Ye Nono let out a long breath. Then he said: "You can rest assured, I have decided to practice calligraphy well in the future, but I can't change this bad habit for a while in the past few days, and I still need everyone's cooperation." β
Mo Ye suddenly laughed and said, "You should say this to Xiaoyu, and I will leave tomorrow." β
Ye Nuonuo pursed his lips when he heard this, and said disapprerovingly: "Anyway, you won't help me copy the book, let's go!" β
"You're saying this too quickly, and it's not worth it." Mo Ye raised his head and looked at Ye Nuonuo, the pen that was being written between his five fingers also lifted one end, rested between his index finger and thumb, and the end of the pen began to play like a flick, "Before the work entrusted to others is done, you can't tear down the table so quickly." β
Ye Nuonuo was stunned, but immediately understood, and said with a slight shock: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my little sister who is wrong, Sister Mo must not be blamed." β
"Sister Mo, don't blame, hahaha......" Mo Ye felt that Ye Nuonuo's words were interesting, and couldn't help but smile.
Seeing this, Xiao Yu, who was standing on the side, hurriedly stretched out her fingers to press her lips, made a silence, and reminded softly: "Miss Mo, be careful not to lure my master back." β
"Ahem......" Mo Ye coughed dryly when he heard this, withdrew his smile, lowered his head and continued to write quickly and unusually fast.
After sketching the last stroke of the last word on the notebook, Mo Ye put down his pen and said to Ye Nuonuo again: "When you heard that Uncle Ye was going to see me in the backyard wing just now, in addition to urging me to hurry up, in fact, the best way is to ask Xiaoyu for help, but not to copy the book. β
She walked slowly towards the study again, the second half of the words drifting past her back and remaining in the room.
"Even if I left immediately after Uncle Ye left the study, it seemed that it would not be too late to go back before he arrived in the backyard wing. But if Xiaoyu proves that I have been basking in the sun in the corner of the yard, and I have not stayed in the wing room or come to the study just now, then the matter will be another performance. β
Ye Zhengming rested in the bedroom, and after returning to the study, he didn't come out much in the afternoon.
After leaving the study, Mo Ye really basked in the sun in the backyard for an hour. In the afternoon, when the sun was at its fullest in the backyard, Mo Ye was of course not directly exposed to the sun, but just sat on the carved railing under the eaves and felt the warmth of the sun that folded back from the courtyard.
Mo Ye was a little silent when she was basking in the sun, and Xiao Yu, who was standing on the side, didn't say anything, but her gaze at Mo Ye had changed slightly, but in the end, she didn't ask the doubt in her heart, about that ...... The question of why you can't touch her shoulder with your hand.
β¦β¦
Night fell quickly, and at an hour close to last night, Wu Shu, carrying a large medicine jar, quietly appeared outside the window.
Regarding Wu Shu's practice of hiding Ye Zheng's name from Ye Zhengming at the time of sending the medicine, Mo Ye expressed his understanding. Regarding this matter, even when the master was still alive, he handled it very carefully, and Mo Ye's attitude on this matter has always been measured by the attitude of the master Lin Shan. Besides, there are still a few days left in the cycle of this medicine, and I have endured it for a few years, and I don't care about these few days, let alone because I can't bear these few days.
Silently looking at Mo Ye, who was still neatly dressed in the middle of the night, frowned and drank the medicine, Wu Shu, who was standing in the darkness in the corner, suddenly spoke: "Show me the exercise mantra you restored in the study during the day." β
Suddenly, I heard this. Mo Ye almost choked on a mouthful of decoction.
Slowly calming down, Mo Ye still held the medicine bowl in his hand tightly, and there was no other movement, just staring at the direction where Wu Shu was and asking, "How do you know what I did during the day?" β
"Unfortunately, I passed by." In the room with little light, Wu Shu, who was not in the shadows, only heard his voice, followed by a silence.
Wu Shu's answer was a bit far-fetched, but the far-fetched point didn't need him to say, Mo Ye could vaguely guess it. So Mo Ye didn't ask anything more about this.
"I'll show you." Seeing that something important was mentioned, Mo Ye drank the last bit of decoction at the bottom of the bowl in two sips and put the bowl down. Because she was afraid that the bitter taste that had been unbearable for her all this time would rush out of her throat. She deliberately suppressed her voice as she spoke. Therefore, at this time, her voice sounded, and the distrust in her tone was even worse, "... However, you have to make sure that you don't make it bad. β
"We didn't get along for long. But thou hast bargained with me. Have you never felt it. In fact, you are not qualified to bargain with me in the slightest? β
Wu Shu, who was standing in the shadow of the corner, said this. It seemed to sigh softly, and then there was no follow-up.
Think about what Wu Shu said. In fact, it makes a lot of sense, and it also has a coercive force that Mo Ye can't resist.
Looking at the corner of the room where Wu Shu's voice came out just now, Mo Ye swallowed. After a moment's hesitation. She got up and left her desk, slowly backing away in the opposite direction of the direction where her gaze was stood. At the same time, she slowly reached into her arms. took out the martial arts technique that she had read more than a dozen times tonight and was restored by the secret study she had secretly entered during the day, and shook it open and held it on her chest.
Afraid of Wu Shu's speed, Mo Ye began to carefully keep a distance from Wu Shu when he unfolded his skills.
At this moment, she was very helpless to understand that if Wu Shu wanted to rob it. With her current ability, she can't protect this piece of paper at all. Although she had memorized the contents of the paper by heart, it seemed that it was not very important whether she wanted the guidance of the paper or not. However, with Mo Ye's personality, before she really mastered this exercise, she still felt that it was always appropriate to have the original written record to guide her.
In fact, with Mo Ye's current level of memorization of this page, even if Wu Shu tore this one. She can easily write many more sheets. But before Wu Shu comes tonight, by reading this page repeatedly. Although Mo Ye hadn't been able to understand much of the mysteries, he had seen some rules, and he also had some deep understanding of what Wu Shu said to her very seriously on the rocks by the sea that day.
Martial arts is really a very serious study.
Whether it is the external tricks or the convergence and exhalation of the inner strength, whenever it becomes a set of skills, it is very important to pay attention to the previous and the future. If a set of fists and kicks is missing a few rings in the middle, then when performing this set of exercises, there will be a stiff conflict between the two sets of movements, and it will also leave a large empty door for the opponent to attack. Mo Ye still doesn't know what the consequences will be if there is a lack of inner strength, but it must be very troublesome.
Under the pressure of such a meticulous need to write word for word, Mo Ye also had a little doubt about his ability to sketch, and he was not sure that he would make mistakes in writing the same text repeatedly.
In short, it is completely fine to use this way to help Ye Nuonuo copy books and cheat...... As for copying martial arts recipes? Then it's better to be cautious!
After unfolding the technique in front of him for a while, seeing that the figure in the shadows showed no sign of coming out, Mo Ye was a little apprehensive.
She secretly hesitated for a moment in her heart, and just as Mo Ye was about to remind Wu Shu, "If you can't see clearly, you can come closer", she suddenly heard Wu Shu's voice come calmly: "You can really do it word for word." β
Mo Ye didn't know whether Wu Shu said this, whether it was praise or disapproval, she only accurately got one message from his words: Wu Shu can say this, which means that he has finished reading the paper skills, or that he has finished reviewing them.
"Hey, your eyes are really like night swallows, and night vision doesn't seem to hinder the darkness of the night." Mo Ye smiled and quickly put away the piece of paper, "You're not bad either." β
"The night swallow is half a blind man at night."
Hearing this, Mo Ye only felt that his scalp was slightly numb.
Wu Shu said this sentence as if he was talking about a very common common sense of life, and then he was finally reluctant to move away from the shadow of the corner, walked to the table, and took the bowl and urn, and the next moment his figure had swayed to the window, and he was about to go out.
"Uncleβ"
For his actions just now, Mo Ye was a little confused and in a trance. When she came back to her senses and realized that Wu Shu was leaving, she hurriedly rushed to the window. In a panic, Wu Shu, who had already flashed out of the window, almost slapped her face when he closed the window with his backhand.
With a large medicine jar hanging from his left hand, and his right hand pressing on the edge of the window panel with little effort, Wu Shu turned sideways and said, "You can rest for a while, I will wake you up when I come in an hour." β
"No, no, no." Although Mo Ye did not have Wu Shu's good skills, she could jump out of the window with one jump, but at this time, her upper body had reached out of the window in an exaggerated posture, and her hands had also tightly grasped Wu Shu's hand pressed on the edge of the window.
After taking a breath, she hurriedly continued: "The thing I want to tell you is that although there is pen and ink in the study, it is not suitable to take it too far. β
Wu Shu, who was about to get up again after finishing speaking, relaxed his shoulders and turned around completely. He gently brushed away Mo Ye's hands that hung on his sleeves like aquatic plants, and said calmly, "What can you do?" β
After Mo Ye's hand grabbing Wu Shu's sleeve was brushed away, she didn't climb up again, just patted the hand that was brushed away, and then said indifferently: "If I thought of a solution, I wouldn't have called you so anxiously, and I hope to discuss a solution with you." β
In fact, it is not difficult to see from her appearance that she probably already has a countermeasure in her heart for the difficulties that caused her to rush to stop Wu Shu to discuss, but she is now selling Guan Zi to Wu Shu, and it is estimated that she is planning some conditions to trade in her heart.
For Mo Ye's 'unchangeable nature', under the veil-like moonlight, Wu Shu suddenly moved the corners of his mouth slightly, and said lightly: "I think what I asked you to go out tonight last night to do is only profitable for you, but it is dangerous for me." β
Facing Mo Ye, who was standing in the room through a window, he slowly closed the window, and at the same time said in a cold and non-negotiable tone: "If there is any difficulty, you can think of it yourself." To go or not to go is also up to you. β
Wu Shu's calm voice and his phantom-like figure in the night were separated from the house by the slowly closed window, and when Mo Ye pushed open the window that had lost the force from the outside, he saw that in the courtyard outside the house, Wu Shu had long since disappeared-
(To be continued......)