Quickly wear the cannon fodder, he made this short-lived script

Chapter 107 I am the real father (17)

Due to various reasons, Zhang He stayed here temporarily.

Originally, Zhang He came to this city to avoid the cold. After all, the winter in this city is much warmer than in other places.

Now I have unexpectedly gained a promising apprentice, which makes me even happier.

If there were only two rooms at Mo Ci's place and it couldn't accommodate so many people, Zhang He would have planned to just stay there.

When Mo Ci bought the house, it had two bedrooms. Now Qian Yijin and Qian Yichen both sleep next to him, so there is still one room left. However, the other people who protect him disagree with letting Zhang He live here alone.

So, Zhang He had to put this idea aside.

In order to prevent Zhang He from getting into trouble, Mo Ci usually took the two children to Zhang He's residence.

He practiced calligraphy under Zhang He's guidance. At first, the two children could just play around, but later they were simply caught up and made to practice calligraphy together.

So, the father and his two sons sat in a row, sitting upright and practicing calligraphy, and they all practiced the same thing.

The so-called eight strokes of calligraphy are the basic strokes for practicing calligraphy. Mo Ci was not good at hard pen calligraphy, so Zhang He strictly required him to start from the beginning.

So Mo Ci had to practice "dots, horizontal lines, vertical lines, left-falling strokes, right-falling strokes, bends, curves and hooks" with his two sons.

Mo Ci is an adult after all, and his ability to control the pen is much better than that of the two children. He saw results in just a few days.

Then I started practicing the characters that best reflect these eight strokes, and the days passed by one by one.

When spring comes and flowers bloom, Mo Ci will sell the house and store he bought. Since they are going to Kyoto, they probably won't come back here.

So Mo Ci dealt with everything that needed to be dealt with, and then took his two children and followed Zhang He and his group on the journey to Kyoto.

It was also this time that Mo Ci and his two children boarded a plane for the first time.

At present, airplanes are still a means of transportation that most people can only look at, and they only operate on a small number of routes.

Air tickets are so expensive that few people are willing to pay for them. Mo Ci can be said to have benefited from Zhang He's help.

After getting on the plane, the two children were full of curiosity, but Mo Ci was much calmer. He even had time to think about the technological world after the reconstruction of the apocalypse. The existence of airplanes was almost commonplace.

Even the appearance is very different from the current one.

After a brief period of weightlessness, the two children began to look at the scenery outside the window. The clouds seemed to be right next to them. This scenery amazed the two children, and they said that they would also fly a plane in the future.

The child's words added some color to the journey, and even Zhang He seemed to look kinder.

Logically speaking, Mo Ci is Zhang He's apprentice, and Mo Ci's son is Zhang He's great-disciple.

During this period, the two children became particularly comfortable calling him "Grandpa Zhang", and Zhang He was very happy to be a grandfather.

After arriving in Kyoto, the father and his two sons followed Zhang He into a special car and came to the so-called calligraphy association.

When they arrived, it was around five in the afternoon. Mo Ci didn't know what Zhang He was planning. After arriving here, he realized that Zhang He wanted to show off his apprentice.

So, caught off guard, Mo Ci met many senior figures of the Calligraphy Association, and was inadvertently dragged by Zhang He to show off his calligraphy.

Looking at Zhang He's expression of wanting to laugh but trying to hold it back, Mo Ci finally gave him enough face and wrote a line of words. Then he was pushed away by a group of old men who were about the same age as Zhang He.

Seeing this group of people surrounding and looking at what he had written, Mo Ci shook his head imperceptibly and simply sat quietly aside with his two children.

After a while, the group of people raised their heads and looked at Zhang He with reluctance, speaking in a literary tone and full of sour words.

Zhang He was smiling, as if nothing had happened. In fact, the corners of his mouth were almost raised to the sky, and he asked a question.

"Am I, your disciple, qualified enough to join the calligraphy association?"

Those people looked at Zhang He's smug look, gritted their teeth and nodded, "That's enough."

At this time, several people looked at Mo Ci. Just one look showed a hint of surprise in their eyes, although it is not good to judge people by their appearance.

But Mo Ci didn't look like someone who could write such beautiful characters. He didn't have any scholarly air at all. Instead, he looked like a so-called "warrior".

However, they saw Mo Ci writing with their own eyes just now, so it couldn't be faked. Everyone could only sigh in their hearts, "Don't judge a book by its cover."

He also secretly thought that maybe they should go out for a walk, maybe they could be as lucky as Zhang He and find a satisfactory apprentice.

In short, no matter what they thought, Mo Ci successfully became a member of the Calligraphy Association and had accommodation arranged for him.

Mo Ci has a strong ability to adapt. As for the two children, they can adapt to any place as long as their father is around.

Thanks to his master Zhang He, Mo Ci quickly completed the enrollment procedures for the two children. As long as the two children are one year older, they can go to school.

During this year, Mo Ci followed Zhang He and carefully learned every stroke of the characters. Learning to write is not just about writing, but also about understanding the meaning of each character.

And studying ancient Chinese characters, in short, this is not an easy task.

Mo Ci was willing to learn because he thought that it is always good to have many skills. He did not just practice one type of calligraphy. In the future, he would travel through different worlds and become a different person, so their handwriting would also be different.

Now that he has mastered the essence, he will be able to imitate their handwriting faster in the future with fewer mistakes.

In this way, Zhang He was willing to teach, Mo Ci was willing to learn and learned quickly, and the relationship between the master and the apprentice became more and more pleasant.

It was also during this period that Mo Ci participated in a calligraphy competition. This time, Mo Ci did not use his own font to participate in the competition, but chose a newly practiced font.

In this way, he won the third prize. Although it was not very good, it was a big improvement for Mo Ci.

Mo Ci looked at the third prize certificate and sealed it in a specially customized cabinet.

Doesn't Qian Fugui really regret not studying hard? If Mo Ci studies hard and gets more certificates, he doesn't believe that Qian Fugui will be dissatisfied.

After a while, the two children reached school age. They were very well-behaved and attended a school not far from the Calligraphy Association.

It was very convenient for Mo Ci to pick him up and drop him off at school, and Mo Ci's reputation gradually became famous along with Zhang He's name.

Although it was nothing, just a little sign was enough to satisfy Mo Ci, as it proved that his idea was not wrong at all.

Of course, Mo Ci did not give up investigating the Tang family. Unfortunately, the Tang family was in Hai City, and there were few reports about Hai City from the mainland, so Mo Ci could see very little.

As for whether the Tang family is still looking for their biological son, Mo Ci is not quite sure.

Just think about the days when Qian Yicheng lived in the Tang family. At that time, the Tang family probably didn’t know that Qian Yicheng was not their son.

Even so, they were not kind to Qian Yichen. Perhaps they were looking for his biological son simply because they did not want their family bloodline to be lost outside.

As for why they still wanted to kill Qian Fugui, this question could only be thoroughly investigated after Mo Ci had accumulated enough strength.

Right now, in addition to concentrating on studying and participating in competitions of all sizes, Mo Ci is also taking care of his two children and ensuring that everything goes smoothly for them.