Xiao Nan saw Xiao Jingmo looking at the table and writing without squinting, with a serious look on his face.

He couldn't help but craned his neck to take a look out of curiosity.

The next moment, Xiao Nan's eyes showed great shock.

"Brother Jingmo, why did your handwriting suddenly become so good?"

I remember that when I first picked up a pen and practiced calligraphy, I was often corrected by my grandfather and uncle, and I was also slapped by my master.

Although the handwriting written by Xiao Jingmo in front of me is still a little crooked, it is much better than a few days ago. It can be seen that it was the result of hard work and practice.

Moreover, even he may not recognize many of the words in the copied poems, and he often makes mistakes.

Xiao Jingmo was able to completely and carefully compare and compare notes, and there was not a single typo in most of the article, which is really incredible.

Xiao Nan, who was busy looking at Xiao Jingmo, caught Old Master Wu's attention. He frowned slightly, knocked on the table, and asked aloud.

"Xiao Nan, I see you are so idle, but have you finished transcribing all the poems?"

The school was so unruly today, which made the old man very dissatisfied, and his tone couldn't help but become harsher.

Xiao Nan, who was called, quickly stood up, and the other students could hear low-pitched laughter beside him.

Zhang Weijie and Yang Fan also turned their heads and looked at him as if they were watching a good show.

If it had been before, Xiao Nan would have felt aggrieved, but it was different today.

"Back to Master, the student has not completed the transcription."

Xiao Nan bowed her hands, then waved her sleeves in the direction of Xiao Jingmo, "The student accidentally saw the words of Brother Jingmo. He was surprised and inspired at the same time, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances."

"oh?"

Old Master Wu shook the cattail leaf fan in his hand and asked leisurely, "What inspired you?"

"Back to Master, when the students saw Brother Jingmo's words, they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts. It can be said that God rewards hard work. As long as people work hard, they will definitely achieve great achievements."

"Compared to Brother Jingmo's hard work, students are still too lazy. We should learn from him and practice diligently, so that we can live up to the cultivation of our master and the academy."

What he said was sincere and powerful.

Seeing the magnanimity in Xiao Nan's eyes, Old Master Wu was slightly surprised.

When the other students heard these words, they covered their mouths and laughed out loud.

Everyone knows that Xiao Jingmo was just a low-level servant of the Xiao family before, an orphan who grew up in the wild without even a surname.

Not to mention enlightenment teaching, I'm afraid I don't even know my own name.

Naturally, I started writing after I entered White Deer College.

On Xiao Jingmo's first day of school, some good students even gathered around him to watch him pick up his pen. At that time, Xiao Jingmo, under the guidance of Xiao Nan, awkwardly picked up his pen and wrote a horizontal line tremblingly.

His crooked appearance made them laugh at him privately for a long time.

On the second day of school, Xiao Jingmo took a day off from school. The old master thought that they had bullied Xiao Jingmo, and severely punished them for copying, making it hard for them.

Today is only the second day of school for this guy, and Xiao Nan dared to say these words without shame.

Oh……

What's so inspiring about that ghostly talisman-like handwriting that the dignified young master still has to learn from a servant?

It seems that the Xiao Mansion is really going to decline.

Not only does he allow his servants to take over the role of his master at will, but his direct son also respects a wild boy as his elder brother.

In the future, you must have a closer relationship with these two useless people in the Xiao family, otherwise the adults in the family will definitely make you unhappy with them.

At this time, Old Master Wu's curiosity was aroused by Xiao Nan.

Seeing that Xiao Nan didn't have any guilty conscience, his eyes fell on Xiao Jingmo who was aside. He saw that the young man was not disturbed by the outside world at all, and still sat there with his back straight and copied seriously.

The fingertips holding the pen holder trembled slightly, but it could be seen that he was trying hard to control the direction of the pen tip.

The gray-haired old master slowly stood up and walked slowly to Xiao Jingmo's side while waving his cattail leaf fan.

Rows of less neat handwriting are arranged in an orderly manner on the paper. Each word is still a little crooked but has been formed. Not only can you see what word is written, but you can also vaguely see some strokes at the end of the pen.

Most of the poems have been copied, and Xiao Jingmo did not skip the complicated words in them, writing them clearly stroke by stroke.

I'm just not proficient enough in using the pen, so the overly complicated characters will occupy a larger area. This is also to avoid all the gestures being muddled together.

From these alone, Master Wu could tell that this child had really worked hard on practicing calligraphy.

Even after leaving the academy, when I returned home, besides eating and sleeping, I would probably spend most of my time writing and practicing.

Nodding with satisfaction, Old Master Wu stroked his beard with a smile in his eyes.

He has always praised students who work hard. With this kind of unwillingness to admit defeat and a serious and careful mind, even if he cannot be promoted to an official in the future, no matter what kind of business he does, his life will not be too bad.

After all, the road to the imperial examination is to cross a single-plank bridge. There are tens of millions of people studying in the world, but only a few can be remembered in history and worshiped as marquises or prime ministers.

"Master."

Only then did Xiao Jingmo realize that Old Master Wu had come to his side, and he quickly put down the pen in his hand and prepared to stand up and salute.

"No need to get up."

The cattail leaf fan gently pressed the young man's shoulders and pressed him down, and encouraged him in a clear voice, "I appreciate your hard work today as a teacher. If you can persevere, you will surely reach great heights in the future."

"Student Xiao Jingmo, I would like to thank Old Master Wu for his teachings."

"You go ahead."

These few words made the entire school's students' jaws drop in shock. Old Master Wu, who rarely boasted, actually praised Xiao Jingmo in such words.

Discussions broke out instantly, and the students started whispering to each other regardless of the rules.

"If anyone is dissatisfied, you can come and read Xiao Jingmo's handwriting."

Master Wu glanced at the noisy school, and most of the students immediately fell silent.

Some were unconvinced and were ready to move, but some were afraid to step forward due to Old Master Wu's majesty.

Yang Fan stood up regardless and walked to Xiao Jingmo's side. He lowered his head and looked at the writing on the rice paper. The original look on his face changed again and again in an instant.

Finally, he returned to his position with a dejected look on his face.

I think back then, my handwriting was much uglier than that of Xiao Jingmo who had only practiced for a few days.

Seeing that Yang Fan was all gone, Zhang Weijie naturally did not step forward to embarrass him. He turned back, but his mind was still thinking about that important thing after school.

The commotion in the school ended like this, and Xiao Nan was happy until the end of school.

While Zhang Weijie was called for questioning by his master, Xiao Nan dragged Xiao Jingmo and ran towards the gate of the college.

Seeing the boy wink at him, Zhang Weijie knew that Xiao Nan had sneaked away.

He hurriedly said goodbye to his wife, and without even having time to collect the book, he chased after the two in the direction they left.

But he looked back and forth outside the college gate for a long time. He couldn't see Xiao Nan or Xiao Jingmo, nor the whereabouts of the Xiao family's carriage, and he jumped up and down anxiously.

Damn Xiao Nan!
Chapter completed!