Master Wang didn't bother to teach Feng Wu, a proud little girl, and decided to help his disciple solve this problem first.
Master Wang stared at the blackboard and read down the inscriptions one by one.
He frowned because he couldn't find the problem.
Master Wang did not give up, took the magnifying glass on the side, and looked down word by word...
He went through it from beginning to end, but still couldn't find it.
Master Wang rubbed his brows and said to Mo Ziming: "Mo Ziming, you go down first, as a teacher you must study it carefully."
Mo Ziming nodded. When he went down, he saw someone passing by him from the corner of his eye and subconsciously turned his head to look.
hiss--
Seeing the phoenix dancing for a moment, Mo Ziming gasped!
This girl is so beautiful... she looks like she stepped out of a painting!
For a moment, Mo Ziming was stunned and stood there motionless.
He didn't know that this beautiful girl...had never promised her. Mo Ziming secretly thought in his heart that he was a seventh-level inscription master, a young wanderer, with a promising future, the only son in the family, and a prosperous family...
At this moment, Master Wang said to Mo Ziming without raising his head: "Take Xiaofeng Wu down and arrange her at the workstation next to you. You can lead her to get started slowly."
After thinking for a while, Master Wang said again: "She is not good at inscriptions, and her temper is a bit vain. You should teach her well."
Feng Wu: "..."
She asked, why was her inscription skills so bad? Why was she so impatient? Xiaofeng Wu was so wronged.
"Master Wang——"
Just as Feng Wu was about to defend herself, Mo Ziming had already walked up to Feng Wu, acting like a senior brother: "Miss Feng Wu, the master is studying the inscription on the board. Come out with me first, and I will lead you."
You go and get familiar with your surroundings.”
You really need to be familiar with the environment.
Seeing Master Wang immersed in the inscription tablet, Feng Wu sighed and said to Mo Ziming, "Then I'll bother you, Brother Mo."
"Don't dare."
Being able to get close to the goddess in his heart made Mo Ziming excited. Would he feel tired and impatient?
When he took Feng Wu down, Feng Wu looked back at Master Wang.
In fact, Feng Wu wanted to tell him what was wrong with the inscription on this board, but since Master Wang said that the level of her inscription was low, Feng Wu showed it to him.
"This is our workshop."
Mo Ziming brought Feng Wu into the nearest workshop.
The nearly 100 square meters of space is divided into five areas.
There are five rooms, with a large area in the middle, where a long table is placed for discussions.
There are people in every room.
From room one to room five, Mo Ziming introduced to Feng Wu one by one: "I am the master's eldest disciple. In room one, rooms two to five are also the disciples of the master."
"When you see the room number, you will know which senior brother of yours it is."
"As for you..."
Mo Ziming looked around and found no empty room. He smiled bitterly and said to Feng Wu, "Why don't you share a room with me? If you don't understand anything, you can ask me nearby."
"As for the place to stay -" Mo Ziming told Feng Wu: "We inscription masters work day and night, often staying up all night, with very little rest. If you are really tired, just go to the house over there and take a nap.
.”
Mo Ziming pointed to the collective accommodation area not far away.
Feng Wu: "No, I probably won't be able to stay too long. If I really need it, I will just carve an inscription in the middle area."
A man and a woman were alone in the same room. If Jun Linyuan found out, he would kill her.
Hey, a strange look appeared in Feng Wu's heart. Why does she care what Jun Linyuan thinks?