The concubine is coming, please be gentle, my lord

Chapter 67 Competition ([-])

"Haha, Qingcao will be humble again." Mo Wanshan was not embarrassed, and said to his granddaughter like an old man.

modesty?

What kind of modesty is this?

This woman can't read at a glance, okay.

"Since the girl is not good at writing, she must have strengths in other areas. Why don't you show her skills." The person next to her couldn't help but say.

"That's right, I'm not good at calligraphy. There are still poems and paintings there, why don't you comment on it." Another person followed, obviously wanting to make Gu Xiaoqian look ugly.

Aggrieved, aggrieved, it's really Longyou Shoal being teased by shrimps, country people going to the city and being laughed at by city people.

If she hadn't lost her memory now, she really couldn't think of anything, maybe who was laughing at whom.

Gu Xiaoqian's silence further confirmed everyone's guess. It really is an idiot. Dean Mo must be confused this time. He is not afraid of being laughed at when he arranges people here.

The others satirized a few more words before they felt satisfied, and then concentrated on looking at Dean Mo's comments on the words in his hand.

Not to mention that there were a few people whose handwriting was quite brilliant today, Mo Wanshan read them one by one, and asked someone to take the handwriting over for the few people on the left to look at.

Those who can sit there are all excellent and extraordinary people. When you come across a word you admire, you can also comment on it.

"Brother Mo, look, this Yun Yang's handwriting is so beautiful." A person pointed to a handwriting and praised without hesitation.

"En." Mo Qingxian agreed.

Gu Xiaoqian really couldn't read and didn't want to join in the fun, so she swayed around and saw a jar of wine not far from her feet.

If you are in a bad mood, drink some wine to relieve your worries.

Didn’t someone say, use wine to drown your sorrows... What are you worrying about... Hey, I lost my memory, even my memory seems to be bad, forget it and have another drink...

The aroma of the wine was overflowing, causing the readers to pause. Cai Qingnian looked at a certain woman who was drinking boldly as if there was no one else around, in disbelief, "Qing Xian, is this wine the altar of century-old flower wine that someone gave you on the way?"

Mo Qingxian looked at the empty place behind him and remained silent.

Gu Xiaoqian gave her hands an embarrassing gesture, so it's the owner?If someone else drank it, he drank it, but it happened to be handsome guy, "I didn't mean to."

Just feeling depressed, she just saw the wine. If she knew that this wine had a home, she would definitely ask about it first.

Seeing that there was still half a jar of wine left, Gu Xiaoqian carefully covered it and said with a smile, "There is still half a jar of wine, why don't you return it?"

"No need, girl, keep it for yourself." Mo Qingxian refused with a clear tone.

Gu Xiaoqian had a bitter face, her heart ached badly, it was over, she was destined to have a bad impression in the handsome guy's heart, but the heart really hurt more and more, it felt like a knife-wrenching pain.

There was a thin layer of sweat beads on the pale and colorless face.

One hand covered the position of the heart, as if something flowed out of it, and something seemed to pour into the blank brain, and that thing gradually became clearer from blurred to clear.

"What an uneducated person. If you don't ask about other people's things, you have the audacity to steal them." Someone scolded contemptuously.

"Brother Wang, why bother to have the same level of knowledge as this kind of person, it doesn't matter if you don't sit in this seat today." Some people left the venue angrily, sitting with this kind of person would really insult their reputation.

One person left, and the others also left together.

The scene was so embarrassing that no one spoke, even the students taking the exam in the middle of the compound were all watching.

Even the people above the second floor noticed the changes in the field and asked people to ask what happened.

"Qingxian." Mo Wanshan watched Mo Qingxian and the others leave, and shouted in dissatisfaction. He didn't understand what happened in just a while, and let several outstanding students separate their seats.

"Dean Mo, I don't know who that woman is, but Ziliang really can't bear to sit there with this kind of person because of her bad conduct. I hope you will forgive me if I leave today." The person who left first turned towards Mo Wanshan He saluted respectfully, and opened his mouth first.

They read the books of sages and sages since they were young, learned etiquette, righteousness, honesty and shame, and those who value knowledge the most. They have always been respectful to those who are highly respected, well-behaved, and knowledgeable, but they also disdain those who are misbehaving, vulgar and contemptible. Those who are not used to it, never take into account who's identity, status, leave when they should leave, stay away when they should stay away.

(End of this chapter)