Thinking of this, he suddenly stood up straight and said, "Okay, okay, I said, that pair of characters, I turned over the calligraphy you wrote before, and then asked my mother to help me cut out all the words I needed, and then I pasted the words one by one on the rice paper with rice grains, and traced the traces of those words with charcoal." After that, I tore out the words again, and I used ink to brush them all over the frames. ”

Speaking of this, skimming the uncle's face, he felt that he was simply too smart not to want it.

If you want to make a fake letter or something in the future, it will be easy to do it, of course, the premise is to collect the words written by that person, otherwise it will be difficult to trace.

After hearing his words, He Jinhuai was silent.

Xiao Qingyue too.

The more the two didn't speak, the more bottomless Mobao's heart became.

"Uncle, this is also what I wrote, isn't it? It's not very authentic, but you can't blame me, I wrote it so ugly, it's ugly to hang in the school. ”

At this time, He Jinhuai spoke up, "What about the words on the plaque, how did you get it?" ”

"Oh this, this is what I turned out the big characters of Master Xu, and then concocted it in the same way... Hey hey ......"

He Jinhuai glanced at him coldly, Mo Bao suddenly restrained his smile, and said, "I, I originally wanted to use your characters on the plaque, but you are too lazy to practice calligraphy, and I can't make up such a big character tracing." ”

"You, you're really!" He Jinhuai sat up straight, stretched out his hand and clenched it tightly, he really wanted to pump someone!

"Uncle......" The voice was soft and glutinous.

"Shut up!" He Jinhuai scolded, "Now sit there for me immediately and rewrite!" ”

"Huh?"

Mobao didn't want to rewrite.

"What are you?" Xiao Qingyue flicked his forehead, "Xu Fuzi's characters and your uncle's are completely two styles, and people will look different." Again, the academy is a place that pays attention to integrity, and if you put two fraudulent words there, isn't that a slap in the face of the school, a slap in the face of the master? Although you made those words yourself, the handwriting belongs to your uncle and master, not yours, and it is your handwriting! Besides, who said you were ugly? Although it is still immature, it is neat and clean... Mobao, people have to be true to their word, understand? ”

Mo Bao's head drooped, and he couldn't be moved.

"Hurry up and write."

"Oh."

He Jinhuai grinded him, Xiao Qingyue laid rice paper for him, and under the double pressure, the opportunistic little kid had to start over.

It doesn't take much time to have a pair of words and couplets, but this little kid is very face-hungry, and he always dislikes it, and he has been writing for nearly two hours before he can come up with two pairs of words that several people are satisfied with.

He Jinhuai nodded, "Isn't this good?" Where is it ugly? You're called opportunistic, you know? ”

"Understood."

"Where do you make the box? I asked someone to send the things and exchange He Liangna's words back. ”

"It's the one in town."

"Okay, you go back and rest, don't do this again in the future, and don't talk to people about today's events, your method is not suitable for this."

"Okay."

got amnesty, and Mo Bao ran away.

After the two left, He Jinhuai and Xiao Qingyue said, "This brain... I'm convinced, at least I can't remember the cut-and-trace traces when I'm this old. ”

"Me too."

After the words dried, He Jinhuai took it to He Liang's house to change it, only saying that Mobao took it wrong, and this pair was.