Chapter 1: A Special Disciple

"Master Mo Yu, don't be angry anymore." Mo Xi next to him persuaded.

"I didn't get angry, I just gave him a dismissal. The problem itself is very special, but you still have to work against me, such a person will not be productive. Mo Yu's voice gradually calmed down, and soon returned to his usual appearance.

The young man who has just been trained is called Mo Yuan, he is disgusted by what others say to him, and often stiffens his mouth or tries to fight with the other party, even so, Mr. Mo Yuan still accepts him, but Mo Yuan, who has been taught repeatedly, has made Mo Yuan lose his patience.

Mo Xi took out a bell from his sleeve: "Master, I'll say it directly." Mo Yuan can't do anything even if he knows it's wrong, he reacts so slowly that he doesn't even know what he does, don't remind this hopeless person. "No, no. He's too young to take such a blow, so I'd better wait. ”

Mo Xi is very particular about the control of language, she can always understand the hearts of others, although words may make her offensive, but often achieve the corresponding purpose, which Mo Xi has not denied, which leaves a special position in Mo Xi's heart - good at grasping the weaknesses of others.

"That's right, Mo Xi. What kind of person do you think Mo Ri is?" Mo Xi looked sideways at Mo Xi, waiting for her to give a satisfactory answer. "The plan he came up with last time was terrible, it was always too detailed and reliable, and it never left you a chance to correct your mistakes. He acts very cowardly, and others speak ill of him but give in every time. Waste materials that can be cultivated but not reused. Mo Xi nodded slightly, he understood what Mo Xi was reminding him, and he also knew that Mo Xi could continue to trust.

The sunset gradually set, and Mo Xi immediately turned away, put away the bell in his hand and left quietly.

"Senior Brother Mo Ri, what should I do?" Mo Yuan served a table of good dishes in the Crescent Pavilion, just because he asked for Mo Ri. "Your performance among us is second only to Senior Sister Mo Xi, you must teach me." Mo Yuan said as soon as he saw Mo Ri coming in from outside the door.

"Senior Brother Mo Yuan has an overreputation, I don't have much talent, Mo Xi often finds fault with my master, I really can't help you. But I'll accept your heart, and it's a trouble for you to entertain you carefully. After saying that, Mo Ri sat down, picked up the chopsticks and went straight to the fish in the center of the table and ate it.

"Senior Brother Mo Ri, don't be humble anymore, I really need you." Mo Yuan seemed a little helpless, so he prepared such a big formation.

"I really don't have anything to learn, I don't have anything to teach you. If there are no other problems, I will leave first. Mo Ri stopped the chopsticks in his hand, stared at Mo Yuan next to him with his right eye, and pretended to be careless.

After Mo Ri finished speaking, he got up and strode away, and Mo Yuan found that all the meat dishes on the table had been tasted, but only half of the fish meat had been eaten. He was already disappointed, and he looked at the mess in front of him and was dumbfounded: "Serve...... Waiter, take these vegetarian dishes together...... Forget it, no need. Then he paid the bill and left.