Gu Ziqing's mood was agitated, and he pulled Yu Mo's arm, as if he wanted him to say a few more words of thanks.

But Yu Mo seemed to be a lump of elm, but he didn't say a word.

Gu Ziqing had no choice but to knock on his head to see how long his brain circuits were.

Old Qiao glared, as if he didn't expect Yu Mo to answer like this, he couldn't help laughing.

"Haha, it's interesting, it's really interesting. I haven't met a young man like you for many years. It's my appetite." Old Qiao patted Yu Mo's shoulder heavily and praised loudly.

"I'm curious who taught you such an extraordinary person."

Yu Mo pointed at Principal Qin and said, "This is Principal Qin of our school."

He didn't say much, but this sentence has already made people's imagination a lot, which is clearly to say that his success cannot be without the credit of Principal Qin.

Of course, Principal Qin heard the meaning. Immediately, he trembled with excitement. He didn't expect happiness to come so suddenly, which caught him off guard.

He looked at Yu Mo gratefully and opened his mouth, but he couldn't say the words of gratitude at this time.

Old Qiao stretched out his hand and said, "It turned out to be Principal Qin, you did a good job! Spring silkworms are dying, wax torches are turning to ashes and tears begin to dry. Your teachers are the inheritors of our Chinese culture, and you have a long way to go. ."

Principal Qin swallowed excitedly, stretched out his hands, and held Qiao Lao's hand, and said incoherently, "This is what should be done, and it's my own thing."

Principal Qin felt that his ancestral grave was smoking, and he could get such praise from Qiao Lao, which was much higher than his previous expectations.

For a moment, he felt as if he was dreaming, and he couldn't believe it was real.

He wanted to pinch his thigh to see if it hurt.

Moreover, Mr. Qiao actually took the initiative to shake his hand. This honor is great. I don't know how many people are envious, and it can be seen from the envious eyes cast from all around.

Old Qiao let go of his hand, and Principal Qin quickly retracted his hand, and he didn't need to wash his hands for a few days after returning.

"It's a good trip today. I've learned a lot. I'm very happy. Yu Mo, I wonder if you're free. How about we find a place to discuss calligraphy together?"

Qiao Lao took the initiative to invite, this is a great honor, the others are already jealous, and those fiery eyes almost set Yu Mo on fire.

Yu Mo glanced at Gu Ziqing, Gu Ziqing hurriedly winked at him and told him to agree.

"Okay." Yu Mo said concisely.

"Haha, okay, let's go now."

"Wait a minute!" Yu Mo hurriedly stopped Old Qiao.

"What's wrong?"

"Gu always came with me, can she be with me?" Yu Mo pointed at Gu Ziqing and asked.

Swish!

Everyone's eyes focused on Gu Ziqing again. Gu Ziqing's eyes fluctuated and she was a little excited. She had just checked the identity of Mr. Qiao on the Internet, and she was shocked.

Even if the Gu family has a prominent family background, they dare not underestimate Mr. Qiao. If he has the support of Mr. Qiao, it will be of great benefit to the development of the Gu family.

She looked at Yu Mo gratefully, and she hadn't forgotten her at this juncture.

"Okay, let's go together." Just now, Mr. Qiao saw Gu Ziqing's method of studying ink, and he was obviously someone who was well versed in calligraphy, so he didn't reject it too much.

Principal Qin looked at Yu Mo eagerly, wishing that he would have this opportunity too, but Yu Mo didn't say anything in the end, he only lowered his head.

However, he also knew that it was a great honor for him to see Mr. Qiao and get praise, and he did not dare to expect more.

Besides, people are going to talk about calligraphy, and he doesn't understand anything. If they go, it will be a joke.

Old Qiao, Yu Mo, and Gu Ziqing walked out of the door together.

The three of them got into Lao Qiao's car together and walked away. Immediately, Principal Qin became the focus of the crowd, and everyone stared at him fiercely.

Principal Qin was a little uncomfortable, and before he could react, everyone rushed up in a rush, and the water around him was blocked, and they started talking.

Principal Qin felt happy to come knocking on the door, and he enjoyed it and immersed himself in it.

Several people from Yu Mo got into the car, Gu Ziqing sat in the front row, Yu Mo and Mr. Qiao sat in the back row, Mr. Qiao kept talking excitedly, but Yu Mo was relatively calm.

The driver was a young man with an inch head, a face with Chinese characters, and his eyes were as sharp as knives. When Yu Mo and Gu Ziqing got into the car, the other party kept examining them, like a scanner, trying to see through the two of them. of.

"Musha!"

With a move in Yu Mo's heart, he could already see the details of the opponent. The opponent was young and his strength was extraordinary.

"What's his origin?"

At the same time, the other party is also guessing the details of Yu Mo, because he can't see through Yu Mo, and there seems to be a layer of fog that always blocks his eyes, lingering.

"I'm afraid he is Joe's driver and bodyguard."

Yu Mo guessed, and didn't continue to take it to heart.

He answered Qiao Lao's words one after another, and many opinions blurted out, but Qiao Lao was stunned and looked at him in surprise.

"You are so young, how come you have such profound knowledge of calligraphy?" Qiao Lao asked suspiciously.

Yu Mo was shocked and asked back, "Am I very skilled in calligraphy? Why didn't I find it?"

Old Qiao pointed at Yu Mo, smiled mysteriously, and said, "You brat is dishonest, you are just playing tricks on me."

Yu Mo scratched his head and sneered: "Elder Qiao is joking."

"Okay, if you don't say it, I won't force you, but many of your points are quite interesting. Hey, I didn't expect to be so speculative with this kid." Qiao Lao laughed happily.

Gu Ziqing said appropriately: "Yu Mo is a very talented young man, and he is also very good at learning."

"That's right, that's right, the hero is a teenager, you are much better than I was back then." Old Qiao boasted.

Gu Ziqing said with a smile, "Elder Qiao is too humble. When you were young, you were more powerful than Yu Mo, and you have already fought to kill the enemy."

Qiao Lao laughed: "That's also no way, who wants to go into battle to kill the enemy in their teens, isn't that what the country needs?"

Yu Mo was in awe and said, "Elder Qiao is the real hero."

"Haha, you kid is flattering me too."

While talking, the car stopped in front of an old courtyard house. The walls of the courtyard were covered with creepers. The greenery was full of greenery and it was extraordinarily quiet.

"Go home."

A few people got out of the car, Qiao Lao opened the door, and a cool breeze blew in.

"Old man, you are back."

An old lady with silver hair pushed her wheelchair out and looked at Old Qiao with a smile.

"Old woman, there is a guest today." Qiao Lao walked up to greet him quickly, held the handle of the wheelchair with both hands, pushed the wheelchair, and introduced: "This young man's name is Yu Mo, he is not simple, his calligraphy skills are amazing, I have seen many masters, They may not have his attainments.”

"Oh, so powerful." The old lady looked up and down at Yu Mo in surprise. She knew very well that Mr. Qiao would never praise people like this, which showed that Yu Mo was really powerful.

"Good boy!"

She turned her eyes and landed on Gu Ziqing, and praised: "What a handsome girl."