Mo Qiangqiu wanted to choke Xiao Yao's neck, then pressed his head on the white paper, and asked him which of these ten words was ugly. ☆→，

Which one is not a dragon and a wind, quite charming?

Didn't he know that his nickname was Xizhi, the king of the sea?

Mo Qiangqiu was trembling when he was angry.

"You fart, do you know calligraphy, do you know what really good writing is, you don't understand anything, why do you make random comments!" Mo Qiangqiu was really angry.

Xiao Yao can beat his two grandsons, he can not give him face, and he can even put a gun to his head.

But he must not be called ugly!

That's just wanting his life!

"It's true that I don't know much about calligraphy, but I also know what kind of characters are beautiful and what kind of characters are not. I would judge what kind of girls are beautiful and what kind of girls are not, but you don't have to make me a beauty, right?" Xiao Yao said, touching his chin.

Mo Chengfei took a deep breath, he asked Xiao Yao to be tough on his grandfather before, so now that Xiao Yao said this, he couldn't help it, he just felt that he had lost 10 million, even if he didn't give that 10 million, Xiao Yao could still be respectful to his grandfather? Anyway, if he killed Mo Chengfei, Mo Chengfei would not believe that Xiao Yao could do such a thing.

He's not a kind person per se, right?

This 10 million is also a waste of money, but this can't blame others, I can only say that I am too stupid and simple.

Okay, why do you have to take the initiative to talk to Xiao Yao about this matter, isn't this going up to give money to the other party?

Mo Qiangqiu glanced at Xiao Yao, took a deep breath, frowned and asked, "Then you can sue me, why is my character ugly?" You can evaluate whether others are good-looking or not, just like a crooked nose and squinted eyes, because he has a crooked nose and squinted eyes, so you will judge that he is ugly, what about my words?"

Xiao Yao looked at the white paper full of brush words again, pondered for a moment, and then spoke, Zhengse said: "If you have to ask me what is ugly about this word, then I can only say that there is something missing in this word." ”

"What's missing?" Obviously, Mo Qiangqiu already had curiosity, and he looked at Xiao Yao, his face full of doubts. He was eager to know the answer from Xiao Yao.

"Sharpness, and verve. Xiao Yao said.

"What do you say?" Hearing Xiao Yao say this, Mo Qiangqiu became more curious.

"The simplest point, you don't have your own edges and corners. Xiao Yao turned his face to stare at Mo Qiangqiu, with a hint of sharpness in his eyes, and said with contempt, "Do you have your own ideas? What kind of way did you identify what you called good-looking and bad-looking? I can see that you have indeed written a lot of calligraphy, and you are desperately imitating others." ”

"Isn't it wrong to imitate others?" Mo Qiangqiu said in a deep voice, "People write well, write in seconds, and are highly praised, is it a mistake for me to imitate them?"

"It's not a mistake in the first place, but you want to imitate it so much that you end up with no idea of your own. Other people's calligraphy has formed a kind of framework, no matter how you write, you can't break through that frame, you can only be firmly imprisoned, not even a window, you sue me, how can your words be beautiful?" Xiao Yao asked, "You want to imitate, but you can't imitate it properly, and the result is crooked, just like this Mo, the grass prefix on it has the flavor of Liu Gongquan, but his words are vigorous and powerful, and the bottom of the cursive prefix is soft and weak, like flesh and blood that has lost bones, how can it be considered good-looking?"

Mo Qiangqiu listened more and more seriously, and after Xiao Yao finished speaking, he hurriedly asked, "Then what do you mean by losing Shen Yun?"

"You don't imitate it, you can only say that you don't have your own edge. Xiao Yao said, "You say that you don't have your own charm because there is no thought in this word." ”

Mo Chengfei couldn't laugh or cry when he listened to it on the side, and felt that Xiao Yao was really a big fool, and said: "This is just a brush word, and there is no life, how can there be thoughts?"

"Shut up for me!" Without waiting for Xiao Yao to speak, Mo Qiang turned his face to his grandson and reprimanded, "What do you know? Are you an expert? Are you an expert? If you don't understand, just stand on the side for me and shut up!"

Mo Chengfei hurriedly silenced, but he was very aggrieved in his heart, thinking if he had said something wrong?

Moreover, he was also very helpless, this was his grandfather! He and Xiao Yao were enemies! To be precise, the entire Mo family was Xiao Yao's enemy! How could they talk very happily with each other now? Didn't they think that this was very inappropriate?

Although he was very aggrieved in his heart, he didn't dare to say a word on his lips, so he could only keep quiet.

"Xiao Yao, you go on, ignore him. Mo Qiang turned his face back and said.

Xiao Yao smiled, continued the previous words, and said: "Who said that words have no thoughts? Words may have no thoughts, but people have thoughts, and the people who write have thoughts, and the words that are written are endowed with thoughts. If the pattern of a character is small, it proves that the person who writes is not of high status, and maybe he will be narrow-minded. ”

Xiao Yao coughed, and Mo Qiangqi quickly picked up a glass of water and handed it to Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao was not polite, after taking the water cup, he drank it in a big gulp, put down the cup, and continued: "Through a person's words, you can see the wind and waves inside, the sword light and sword shadow, what kind of character is the person who writes, there is probably no need to say more." ”

Mo Qiangqiu nodded, frowned, looked at the words he had written earlier, and finally showed a wry smile, and then, he directly picked up the white paper and tore it apart.

"Don't say anything like that!" he said.

"I can't see anything in your words, I can't see what kind of person you are, you don't even have a soul, that's what I said, no verve. Xiao Yao said.

Mo Chengfei nodded heavily, and then said with a smile: "Listening to your words is better than reading a book for ten years." ”

"That's not right, you still have to read more, listen to them say, ugly people have to read more. Xiao Yao said.

Don't force it: "......"

Is it really hard for this guy to say a nice word?

"Xiao Yao, ahem, although what you said is very reasonable and helpful to me, this will not improve the relationship between our Mo family and you. Mo forced a cough and said.

Mo Chengfei wiped the beads of sweat on his head and let out a long breath, it seems that Mo Qiangqiu has not been convinced by Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao said in a mocking tone: "I came this time, and I didn't plan to reconcile with you. He really wanted to sue Mo Qiang, in his heart, he didn't regard them as enemies at all, if it weren't for Mo Chengfei always trying to find trouble with him, maybe he wouldn't have bothered to take care of the Mo family!

Mo Qiang asked curiously, "Then the purpose of your coming here today?"

"There's no purpose, your grandson said, your asthma is getting worse and worse, and you want me to help you take a look. Xiao Yao said simply.

"Oh?" Mo forced a glance at Mo Chengfei, and saw that Mo Chengfei nodded at him, which could be regarded as confirming what Xiao Yao said.

He had a cold face and said in a cold voice: "I don't need you to help me see a doctor, besides, there are so many famous doctors in Haitian City, why should I look for you? Even if the doctors in Haitian City are not in the same way, but in this beautiful Huaxia, is it possible that I can't find a doctor who can treat my disease?"

"Grandpa, we even found the medicine spirit before, didn't the house he gave still treat the symptoms but not the root cause?" Mo Chengfei said with a wry smile. He was not surprised that Mo forced him to say such a thing, which he had expected before he came.

"Then I don't need him to help me heal!" Mo Qiang turned his face away from Xiao Yao and Mo Chengfei.

Mo Chengfei was a little out of line.

He could only look at Xiao Yao with a pleading look.

Xiao Yao smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll go." ”

"Don't send it!" Mo forced a wave of his hand.

"Wait a minute!" Mo Chengfei was a little anxious and said, "Then Mr. Xiao, if you don't help my grandfather treat his illness, you have to pay back the consultation fee, right?"

"Why? It's not that I can't be cured, it's not that I don't want to be treated, it's that your grandfather doesn't treat me, and it's not my fault, why should I pay you back the consultation fee?" Xiao Yao said.

Mo Chengfei opened his mouth.

"Forget it, Cheng Fei, what do you want for such a little money, since people are reluctant to pay it back, then we should send it to Huazi. Mo said forcefully.

"Send it to be called Huazi?" Xiao Yao laughed, arching his hand with admiration, "The Mo family is really a big family, this confidence is really enough, anyway, if it were me, if I sent someone named Huazi, I would definitely not be able to give 200 million." ”

"That's ......" Originally, Mo Qiangqiu still looked proud, feeling that he was sarcastic to Xiao Yao, but the more he listened, the more wrong he became, and when he finally reacted, his expression instantly petrified, and it took him a long time to react, with a demented look, "What did you just say?

"Not much, 200 million, that is, to send a money called Hanako. Xiao Yao pretended to be relaxed.

Mo Qiangqiu suddenly turned his face to look at Mo Chengfei, probably because of excitement, his voice trembled a little: "What he said is true?"

"Grandpa, it's true. Mo Chengfei whispered.

"You...... You ......" Mo forced his body to weaken, sat on the chair, gasped for breath, his face was a little pale, he stretched out his hand, covered his chest, and breathed air, which seemed to have become a luxury.

"Grandpa, grandpa!" Mo Chengfei suddenly became anxious, and turned his face to look at Xiao Yao, "Brother Xiao, take a look, my grandfather has asthma!"

Xiao Yao smiled, walked over, and glanced at Mo Chengfei: "What's the hurry, I'm here, your grandfather can't die." After speaking, he also stretched out his hand and grabbed Mo Qiangqiu's wrist, and then his other hand touched Mo Qiangqiu's chest, and Mo Qiangqiu's face improved.

"Money is important, life is important, money is life?" Xiao Yao asked