Lin Futu was ecstatic when he got the secret of the magical power he wanted.

When Lin Yueshan saw his son's harvest, he immediately urged him to cultivate quickly. In fact, he didn't need to urge him. Lin Futu held a sigh of anger in his heart and couldn't wait to fight back against Yu Mo. Naturally, he didn't dare to slack off.

He believed that with his ingenuity, he would definitely carry forward the supernatural powers of psychic and loose people, and he would definitely be able to defeat Yu Mo.

It's just that when he thinks of Yu Mo's spell, his heart sinks again. The psychic scatters once warned him that the spell is a profound magical power, and once he encounters such a person, he must stay away.

But the psychic scatter and Yu Mo are fighting wits and courage, obviously they are not afraid of Yu Mo.

Lin Futu's spiritual light flashed, and he suddenly realized: "I understand, spells are not scary, but they are very scary to me, but if you have cultivated the supernatural power of psychic and scattered people, you don't need to be afraid of spells at all."

As soon as he thought about it, his confidence swelled up again.

Yu Mo didn't know anything. He was looking at the teacher on the podium in surprise. The teacher announced that there would be calligraphers coming to the school in the afternoon to give lectures, and a calligraphy exhibition would be held to mobilize interested students to listen to the lectures.

"Hey, why is it so coincidental, wouldn't it be those few?"

But he didn't care too much and continued to bury himself in his studies.

Ye Qianqian's eyes lit up, he touched Yu Mo, and instigated: "Don't you know how to calligraphy? This is exactly what you want, hurry up and sign up."

"Not interested." Yu Mo shrugged without raising his head.

Ye Qianqian's mouth curled into a narrow smile, and said meaningfully: "I don't think it's not because of lack of interest, but because of fear, right?"

Yu Mo was unmoved, smiled lightly, noncommittal.

Ye Qianqian punched the cotton. She puffed up her eyes and said, "It must be like this. I'm afraid of revealing the original shape, and you lied to me about calligraphy. You think I really believe it."

Yu Mo said lightly, "Believe it or not."

Ye Qianqian saw that several people had already signed up, so he had an idea and said, "Teacher, Yu Mo wants to sign up. His calligraphy is very good."

The teacher was taken aback. He didn't seem to have expected that his class, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, even had calligraphy masters.

The teacher naturally raised his hands to welcome him and said, "That's great. Later, there will be communication time between classmates and calligraphers. Yu Mo must show his hands at that time. Once he gets comments from calligraphers, he will definitely benefit a lot. "

Ye Qianqian said happily: "The teacher is right, then Yu Mo and I will sign up."

"I'll sign up too!" Tang Jing didn't fall behind at all, he raised his hands enthusiastically, winked at Yu Mo, and said, "Brother Mo, I'm going to cheer for you too."

Yu Mo raised his head blankly, but he didn't agree to participate, he hurriedly refused: "Teacher, I still have to study."

The teacher smiled and said, "Yu Mo, study is about the combination of work and rest, and the all-round development of moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic, and labor is a good thing. If you don't delay learning, don't refuse."

Yu Mo still wanted to refuse, but Ye Qianqian didn't give him a chance, and said cooingly: "The teacher is right, work and rest together, let those calligraphers see that our school is also Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and tell them not to underestimate, Glory to the school."

Yu Mo had no excuse to refuse at all, he could only glared at Ye Qianqian angrily, Ye Qianqian didn't care, with a sly smile on the corner of his mouth.

The calligraphy activity is set in the auditorium, there are already many people in the seats, and there are more than ten calligraphy works hanging around.

"Look at how well they've written that character, it's not as ugly as yours." Ye Qianqian pointed to the work and said.

Tang Jing felt injustice for Yu Mo and argued: "Ye Qianqian, they are calligraphers, how can Mo Ge compare with them, but I believe Mo Ge will definitely write better than them in the future."

Ye Qianqian smiled slyly: "That's not necessarily, I don't think he will be able to catch up with these calligraphers in the future."

Tang Jing blushed and argued, "I believe that Brother Mo will be better than those calligraphers!"

Ye Qianqian pouted and said, "Only you believe in him!"

Tang Jing scratched his head and smirked.

Yu Mo was calm and calm, and his mood was not fluctuated by the words of the two. He just looked curiously in front of the auditorium, and people had already filed out.

Yu Mo took a closer look, and actually saw a few familiar figures.

Hey, it's them!

Yu Mo was startled and stared straight at a few people. Isn't this the calligrapher I met in the restaurant?

Fang Yunyang walked at the forefront, accompanied by Principal Qin.

In addition, there are several companions of Fang Yunyang, all of them are arrogant and their nostrils are about to go up to the sky.

Although Yu Mo had a holiday with them, he didn't want to meet them at school. Now that the two sides are far apart, there should be no intersection. Yu Mo simply ignored a few people and buried his head and closed his eyes.

"Wow, is this a calligrapher? Qi Yu is proud, especially the guy at the front is a handsome guy."

"You don't know that, that is Fang Yunyang, the most famous leader in the domestic calligraphy circle."

"It's amazing to be so successful at such a young age!"

The endless discussions of everyone made everyone gradually understand the extraordinaryness of this team. As students still in school, they all cast their admiring eyes.

Yu Mo pouted and smiled meaningfully.

Ye Qianqian and Tang Jing have been watching Yu Mo's movements, and they were really surprised when they saw his attitude.

"Yu Mo, you seem to look down on those calligraphers?" Ye Qianqian asked. The tone was not low enough, causing the people around him to look sideways and look over in disbelief.

When he saw that he was Yu Mo, his eyes became more complicated. Yu Mo was in the limelight, but no one dared to touch his bad head.

Yu Mo smiled lightly and said, "I didn't say such a thing."

Having said that, the contempt revealed in the words is self-evident. After the incident in the restaurant, Yu Mo really looked down on these people.

If there are such people in the calligraphy world, then naturally he would not want to participate in the so-called calligraphy competition.

Ye Qianqian's eyes lit up, as if he had grasped the key point, and said, "Yu Mo, don't hide it, you definitely don't look down on them, why do you have such an opinion?"

Yu Mo fell into silence and did not answer the question.

Ye Qianqian was still entangled, Tang Jing quickly cleared Yu Mo's siege and said, "Ye Qianqian, Brother Mo definitely didn't mean that, so don't slander him."

snort!

Ye Qianqian snorted coldly and looked towards the front of the auditorium. Fang Yunyang was already standing in front of the microphone and gave a speech, talking about the artistic beauty of calligraphy, which made a group of students fascinated and mesmerized.

After Fang Yunyang finished his speech, Principal Qin thanked him emotionally, and then said: "Students, this opportunity is once in a lifetime. I know that there are many calligraphy enthusiasts among the classmates here. Anyone who volunteered to come to the stage to communicate with you calligraphers? , and ask them to give some pointers?"