The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

She hadn't seen Uncle Mo write in such a long time of marriage, presumably he wouldn't do it normally.

Sure enough, the man's face darkened.

She quickly stretched out her hand to comfort him gently, and secretly tugged at the corner of the man's suit, "Xiaobao finally wants to learn calligraphy, please cooperate."

Mo Junzhe lowered his eyes slightly, touched the little guy's fluffy head, and then nodded reluctantly.

"Come on, get the brush!" Qin Qiyou was obviously a little excited, and he couldn't hide his eagerness in his tone.

On the other side, Bai Yinger put down the brush, but pretended to mention it casually, "It's rare for Teacher Qin to find someone to go with her today, why don't you compete with brother-in-law, and let Xiaobao and Niuniu learn."

"The literati are fighting each other, just click and stop, okay, very good!" Some people couldn't wait to join in.

"There was an allusion of 'Qushui Liushang' during tea talks in the ancients. Today we are at Xu's house, and we can also watch the competition between two calligraphy masters. It will be a good story to spread in the future, right?"

The word "good story" hit Qin Qiyou's heart vividly.

He has no intention of fighting, but if he can spread some fame, it would be fine to cooperate.

For a moment, Qin Qiyou's eyes lit up a lot, and he smiled and looked at the man in front of him, "I have no problem, how about Mr. Mo's proposal?"

The man gave him a self-experienced look, and the slightly cold aura on his body made only Bai Xiran and Xiaobao within one meter of him.

Bai Yinger suppressed her shivering, and quickly raised her chin to respond, "Then it's settled! Since it's Doumobao, why don't Teacher Qin and brother-in-law both write the same poem? Just write the phrase Chunhuaqiuyue..."

"Brother-in-law, why have you already started writing!"

Bai Yinger was furious.

She didn't finish her sentence at all, and her original intention was to let them both write this poem, and when they put it away later, Niuniu could imitate it carefully.

Little did he know that Mo Junzhe had already picked up his pen and started writing.

"This is written..."

The first character was written, and it was clearly a "tide".

Everyone looked over, "Which sentence is this going to write?"

But over there, Qin Qiyou also began to write seriously.

He thought for a while, and wrote down a sentence that he was best at, "Qinyuan Chunxue."

"The mountains and rivers are so beautiful that countless heroes bow down!"

Qin Qiyou read while writing, and the strokes were swift and fierce, and it was done overnight!

When he finally finished writing, the people next to him applauded repeatedly, "It's so fierce, it has the lofty ambition of a great man."

"That's right, Master Qin is indeed Master Qin. Through this painting, it seems that you can see the scene at that time. It's simply amazing!"

Qin Qiyou was a little flattered by the praise. He suppressed his complacency and said a few modest words, "I laughed at everyone, let's read what Mr. Mo wrote."

Mo Junzhe wrote at a slightly slower speed, but just finished.

The person next to him read it out.

"The tide comes from the west and then goes down from the east, and the sun is dyed red and flowing."

"This poem... the artistic conception is not bad, but compared to Master Qin's, it is slightly inferior in terms of conception and other things."

"One is a majestic 'national poem', but the other is a small person's petty sentiment, with a high opinion."

The people around sang together, stepped on the six thieves who played with each other.

There were also a few one or two people who remained silent.

"You know, what you're comparing is calligraphy and not poetry, so why not write it. Isn't that right, Mrs. Mo?" Someone cueed her.