Mo Han took Sha Qi from the back of the dragon pony, and Sha Qi took Mo Han's hand to lead the way.

Walking forward, Sha Qi didn't speak, she seemed to be thinking about something, she didn't know what happy things she thought of, and the corners of her right mouth rose unconsciously, looking a little proud and a little playful.

Mo Han was curious about what she was thinking, because when Sha Qi usually smiled happily, two rows of white silver teeth raised at the same time, and when she was distracted and thought of happy things, the corner of her right mouth naturally raised, and the playful expression in her distraction was very cute.

Sha Qi's cheeks were slightly red, and she changed the subject: "Shhhh

Several of the houses were facing south, and the old tree was on the west side of the house. In the middle of the desert, the rare giant trees and deep pools will always make people shine. Walking under the giant tree, it felt a little shady, the fallen leaves on the ground were clean, and the ground in front of the house was very tidy.

Mo Han let go of the reins and patted the dragon colt on the neck to let it play alone, and followed Sha Qi, who was sneaking on tiptoe, to the house.

The house had three doors, the westernmost one with a chimney on the roof that seemed to be the kitchen, the middle one was supposed to be where he lived, and the easternmost one was supposed to be...

Mo Han learned from Sha Qi to look in from the window little by little, "Oh, it's a private school!"

"Shhhh

Mo Han nodded cooperatively.

Wooden tables and chairs are neatly arranged in the private school, and there are four rows in a row. There is a slightly longer lectern table on the podium, which is slightly different from the other tables in that it is painted red, which looks very conspicuous, is this to prevent students from dozing off and to refresh themselves and attract attention?

There is a pen holder on the lectern, and the brushes are lined up from bottom to large, which looks very smooth. A smooth wooden board on the lectern was two inches out, which should have been a ring ruler. Exquisite, indeed a gentleman who is exquisite.

Mo Han couldn't help but gasp when he shifted his gaze to the wall, the black and white words on the wall in front of him were divided into black and white words in order: 'benevolence', 'righteousness', and 'li', and there was no need to think that the wall facing must be 'wisdom' and 'faith'.

The doctrine didn't say anything, even Mo Han was convinced, but this word was written...

Judging from the calligrapher's back-to-basics artistic realm, these are really genius strokes that no one can imitate, at least Mo Han himself thinks that he can't imitate them after three years of hard work.

If you appreciate calligraphy from a normal perspective, it is exactly the same as the words written by a newly-read child with trembling arms.

The last vertical pen of the word "li" is like a crooked jujube tree, and when the pen is forked and the hook is not raised, and then the heavy ink is used as a hook. Seeing this heavy ink embellishment hook, Mo Han remembered the old turtle fisherman's four-cornered black hook that looked like an anchor.

This is barely acceptable, but when it comes to the word 'Yi' with complicated strokes, all the ink is condensed into a ball, and if you can't see the left and right words, you can't make it out at all.

On the white wall, these words are very conspicuous and peculiar, and Mo Han feels a little cramped when he sees it.

No wonder Sha Qi is so afraid of the uncle who is inspired to be a teacher, if he listens to his lectures, he will not be embarrassed to death. But he was still curious about what the other two words were written, and he even felt a little unwilling not to see it.

"What about people, he should stand on the podium with a book and read words at this time!" Sha Qi muttered as he leaned on the windowsill with half of his head exposed.

Mo Han lightly tapped Sha Qi's shoulder, and then pointed to the corner inside, and saw a foot wearing cloth shoes with a white background and black face, as if he was lying on the ground doing something.

Sha Qi opened her mouth and squinted her eyes, and stretched out her head to see a person wearing a scarf and a white robe who was half-kneeling to wipe the tables and chairs, with a serious and meticulous expression.

"Let's go, Uncle's busy. Sha Qi turned her head and whispered to Mo Han.

Sha Qi saw that he was wiping very seriously, thinking that he couldn't see it, so he didn't squat down. I never thought that Sha Qi's whispering was heard by him, and shouted in surprise: "Oh, Xiao Qi is here to listen to my class!"

Sha Qi suddenly felt like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, her body stiffened, and she looked at Mo Han with a painful expression, as if she was asking what to do, and now she wanted to run but couldn't run away.

Before Mo Han could react, Uncle Scholar's head stuck out of the window without hearing the footsteps, he should have been used to laughing with Sha Qi, his smile was full of surprise, and he looked very funny.

"Ah, I brought a student here!" When Uncle Scholar saw Mo Han, he suddenly realized that he was a little out of shape, and immediately withdrew his poked head.

'Ahem' cleared his throat, stroked his wide sleeves, patted his long placket, and suddenly became a teacher who looked extremely upright and knowledgeable.

Mo Han stood up tremblingly, nodded with a smile, and saw that his eyebrows were delicate and his eyes were shining like stars, especially the three short whiskers were trimmed very elegantly, and they were completely unrelated to the few big characters on the wall.

"Uncle. . . Hehe" Mo Han nodded politely and said hello.

Uncle Scholar coughed lightly and said, "Sir, well, I was born with heavy eyes.. Yingzi, yes, come in. ”

He deliberately emphasized the word Mr., and when he said it, he seemed to not know how to express it in elegant words, and he said it leisurely, and Mo Han sighed in his heart to embarrass Uncle Scholar.

Sha Qi took Mo Han's hand and walked to the door, muttering in a low voice: "Uncle will say the four words heroic and radiant when he sees the young man, and today he may be excited to turn the four words upside down." ”

Mo Han burst out laughing, and immediately tensed his face to squeeze out the smile.

When the two walked to the door, Uncle Scholar was already standing on the podium half a foot from the ground, holding a pale yellow scroll in his left hand, and his right hand behind him.

Sha Qi crossed her fingers behind her back, twisted and pinched like a little girl who was late for class to find an excuse, and said with a smile: "Sir.."

Mo Han was stunned when he saw Sha Qi's eyes, and hurriedly called out respectfully: "Sir"

Uncle Scholar nodded and said, "Well, sit down." ”

Mo Han and Murderous Qi sat in the two seats in front of the lectern, and the two of them waited for Mr. to give a lecture with their backs straight.

Uncle Scholar stood in front of the lectern, looked at the two of them with a smile on their chins and a very satisfied look, and said, "Today we will learn a word, the name is called..."

When the words came to his mouth, Uncle Scholar seemed to be unable to remember, and said to Sha Qi with a stirring spirit: "Xiao Qi come and answer, what is this word called." ”

Mo Han was curious, how could Mr. Sha Qi know?

Sha Qi replied seriously: "This song is called "Butterfly Loves Flowers". ”

Uncle Scholar nodded with satisfaction and said: "Yes, Xiaoqi listens to the class very seriously and hard, this song is called "Butterfly Loves Flowers". ”

"You have to learn more from Xiaoqi and listen carefully. Uncle Scholar pointed at Mo Han and criticized.

Mo Han looked aggrieved, you didn't even tell me what I know?

Mo Han's eyes glanced at Sha Qi, and Sha Qi secretly opened her thumb and forefinger to make an 'eight' gesture. Only then did it dawn on me, I don't know if Sha Qi has heard it eight times, eighteen times or eighty times, no wonder he didn't dare to come.

"By the way, what's your name?" Uncle Scholar asked Mo Han.

"Mr. Hui, my name is Mo Han. Mo Han replied.

"Well, good name"

Uncle Scholar looked at Mo Han and nodded for a moment, probably because he wanted to praise with some gorgeous words but couldn't remember, and felt that it was inappropriate to use a heroic look, so he gave up.

Finally started to speak, Mo Han felt a little excited in his heart, it should be more accurate to worry about Uncle Scholar.

Seeing that Uncle Scholar opened his mouth a few times, why didn't he say a word? Mo Han nervously opened his mouth a few times unconsciously.

Uncle Scholar cleared his throat and said to Sha Qi: "Xiao Qi come and recite the first sentence." ”

Sha Qi stood up, and Lang Lang recited: "Leaning on the dangerous building, the wind is fine, and the view is extreme..."

"Very well, sit down first!" the scholar interrupted Sha Qi.

Sha Qi sat down and listened carefully to the lecture without squinting and looked at the scholar's uncle, who looked at the book and read: "Standing in the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking at the extreme spring sorrow, and the sky is dark and dark..."

Mo Han's expression was extremely painful when he heard the words black and black. It turns out that this scholar's uncle is really illiterate, and this butterfly love flower Mohan knows. The full text is:

Leaning on the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking at the extreme spring sorrow, and the sky is gloomy.

In the grass-colored smoke and afterglow, there is no word who will rely on the column.

I plan to get drunk with the madness, and I sing about the wine, and the strong music is tasteless.

The belt gradually widened and did not regret it, and it made people haggard for Yi.

When the scholar and uncle read the first word, he didn't know the word 'leaning' at the beginning, and the word 'dim' was pronounced as 'black', and the rest were either misprinted or didn't know. He wouldn't just let Sha Qi stand up and recite, and Sha Qi didn't forget to criticize Mohan after reciting and let him listen to the class.

Mo Han was aggrieved and cried out, shouting in his heart that you didn't let me carry it, and if you let me carry it, I will too!

Sha Qi recited back and forth a few times, and the scholar's uncle read it smoothly, said two sentences, and turned his head back to the original point. What you don't know is still not recognized, and what you read wrong is still read wrong.

Sha Qi secretly turned his head sideways and stuck out his tongue at Mo Han, moving his mouth, as if to say let's run, right?

Mo Han squeezed his eyes and asked him to listen carefully.

Uncle Scholar read this poem over and over again, as if he would not give up if he didn't learn it. It's not so much that he aspires to be a teacher, but that he likes the feeling of being a teacher, that kind of self-affirming pride.

Normally speaking, Uncle Scholar's speech is normal, and judging from the aura that inadvertently emanates from his body, his strength will not be lower than Sha Qi's father. No matter how bad your memory is, you can't remember it after reading it dozens of times or hundreds of times, is there something wrong with your sanity?

Why did he stumble on this romantic word, could it be read to the person he wanted?

Mo Han heard Sha Yi say that Uncle Scholar used the water system exercises, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration and thought of a way for him to find a sense of accomplishment.

Uncle Scholar saw Mo Han raise his hand to speak, nodded and said, "Mo Han is doing well, what questions do you have to ask?"

Mo Han stood up and smiled, Sha Qi looked at Mo Han puzzled, could it be that he was afraid of criticism and took the initiative to recite the next words?

Mo Han said, "Uncle, no, sir. Students feel that it is better for you to write this poem, it will be more imposing. ”

"Yes, yes! Look at how I write these words. Uncle Scholar asked, pointing to the smug Mobao on the wall.

Mo Han had already read the other three words, and Mo Han looked back at 'wisdom' and 'faith'.

The word 'wisdom' is written too far away from the day, and how can it be said that there is one more horizontal next to the word "letter"?

He replied: "Mr.'s handwriting is vigorous and powerful, and the students admire it." The student said that he was writing with water volley, and asked the gentleman to show it. ”

Uncle Scholar patted his head, suddenly realized, and said: "Ahhh Well, that's good!"

Sha Qi looked at Mo Han worriedly, what kind of bad idea do you have!

Mo Han squinted and nodded at Sha Qi to reassure her, Uncle Scholar is practicing the water system exercises, even if he doesn't know these words, it is easy to use these words as the key to success and describe them according to the shape of the words.

Uncle Scholar looked at the pale yellow scroll in his hand, the corners of his mouth were raised, his eyes flashed, and he changed from a bookish anger to a heroic Ling Tian powerhouse.

He said heroically: "Let's go, see Uncle write a big poem for you!"