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Chapter 62 062: This picture belongs to me (please recommend)
When the five small dishes were served, everyone couldn't help but start using their chopsticks. The first one to move the chopsticks was grandpa. This old man has always been very domineering. If he wanted to eat, he picked up the chopsticks and started eating, regardless of the children. and others.

Grandma muttered a few words to Grandpa out of habit, and then waved the others to start.

Although Mo Nanbei is the head chef, as a junior, he has to eat at the back, so everyone doesn't care too much about him.

When he walked into the room and saw everyone eating, Mo Nanbei was not angry because they ate first regardless of himself, on the contrary, he was very happy.

What he pursues is this kind of family gathering together, eating and living happily and freely.

Everyone is struggling for the life they want. Mo Nanbei feels that the life he wants has been realized. Although there are still some flaws, at least the scene in front of him is enough to make him happy for a while. .

"Golden Sweet and Sour Fish" was brought up by Yu Lan, and finally opened after Zhao Shiling washed his hands and ran in.

Immediately, a flash of light struck, an incomparably dazzling red-golden light flickered, and that layer of light red sweet and sour sauce was poured on the fried paste that looked like gold, like the sun's rays. beautiful!

The visual impact is first transmitted to the mind, followed by the olfactory perception, so that the taste that the stomach craves gives the brain a different kind of stimulation!

Zhao Shiling couldn't bear it anymore, and yelled loudly: "Yuyu, give me fish, I want to eat fish!"

Because the fish was placed farther away from her, she couldn't reach it with her short arms.

At this time, everyone also woke up from the state of extreme longing. Grandpa put the chopsticks in his mouth first, and said with bright eyes: "Mmm! This is more delicious! Then he picked up a big chopstick Meat."

Zhao Shiling was sitting next to the old man. When she saw that he was eating a lot but she couldn't eat it, she immediately grabbed the old man's beard angrily and said, "Bad grandpa! Bad grandpa! I want to eat fish!"

Under the pain, the old man quickly put a piece of fish meat for her and put it in her bowl. Mo Nanbei used a special method to remove the fish bones, so don't worry about getting stabbed.

When Zhao Shiling saw the meat in the bowl, she stopped pulling at the old man's beard and began to eat it with rice. Her face was full of satisfaction and she even had a few rice grains on her face.

At this time, other people also extended their chopsticks to the golden sweet and sour fish, which looked like a work of art.

Pick up a piece of white fish with red sweet and sour sauce and put it in your mouth. It will melt in your mouth. Of course, it is impossible, but it is almost the same. You don’t need to chew hard, just squeeze your tongue slightly, and the aroma of fish fills your nose , that kind of sweetness moistens the mouth, and then the fish meat enters the stomach, leaving a fragrance on the mouth.

The medicinal properties need to wait for a period of time to be absorbed by the body before they can be exerted, so what is reflected now is delicious.

Of course, in theory, this is also a medicinal property.

A happy mood is also a good medicine.

After a meal, everyone ate very well, and after the meal, the physical comfort also made them relive.

However, Mo Nanbei didn't have time to reflect on it here, he needed to go to the city.

He has an important thing to do today, something grand, something he should be proud of.

He's going to take the teacher qualification test!
Well, although it is suspected of going through the back door.

However, we also use our strength to go through the back door!
According to the address left by Miao Jun, Mo Nanbei came to the gate of the so-called Calligraphy Teacher Qualification Examination Bureau of Tianan City.

This place is actually in Cheonan University!

Mo Nanbei also felt speechless.

But if you think about it, the establishment of an independent institution for the assessment of calligraphy teachers is enough to show that the country attaches great importance to it, but there must be no place and funds to create so many institutions at once.

Ever since, the Calligraphy Department of Cheonan University became the office of this institution.

Walking into this familiar place, Mo Nanbei was a little lost in thought. Maybe the memory here is not the best, but it is worth cherishing, especially with his classmates and her here.

However, these are all memories for him. Now, as a young man in society who works tirelessly for his noble cause, he has important things to do at hand.

The Calligraphy Department of Cheonan University will arrive soon, in the Humanities and Art Building.

Here, I want to say that Mo Nanbei's university major is vehicle engineering, which has nothing to do with humanities at all!
Walking into the building, I took a look at the location of the calligraphy department on the first floor, and it was on the third floor.

When I came to the door of the Calligraphy Department, I knocked on the door and opened it. This is a routine. The teacher usually won’t answer please come in, so just knock on the door to let the people inside know that someone is coming.There's nothing shady about it.

Pushing open the door, the person inside happened to look up.

Mo Nanbei glanced around and saw a familiar face.

"Haha! I thought you forgot, and I was planning to call you!" Miao Jun stood up from his desk and said.

He was holding a copybook in his hand, which was the "Difficult to Travel" written by Mo Nanbei.

Mo Nanbei was a little embarrassed when he heard the words. He did delay a little time because he had to make a medicinal meal at noon. It was already 03:30 in the afternoon.

Everyone around was very curious, how could this young man make the serious old man Miao so happy, could it be his graduate student?its not right!Doesn't this old guy hate these impetuous young people very much, and thinks that no one is worthy of being his graduate student!

The mystery was solved immediately.

I saw Miao Jun pulling Mo Nanbei to the middle of the room, clapping his hands, attracting everyone's attention, then picking up the copybook and saying: "Aren't you curious about where I got this copybook?" ? Then, this is the author!"

"Old man Miao, if you want to deceive us, you should at least find a person in his 50s or [-]s, who is about the same age as the kids outside. Tell me that he is the author of this master-level running script. You Do you think I will believe it?" An old man who was about the same age as Miao Jun sneered.

Also as a master in calligraphy, Wu Hongdao is not afraid of Miao Jun, he is also the only person in this room who is qualified to talk to Miao Jun like this.

"Hey! I'm just waiting for your words." Miao Jun smiled, and then he turned his head and said to Mo Nanbei: "Did you hear me! I didn't ask for it from the old man, it was the old man who asked you to write it well. Just right , you just write a piece of work here, and it will also be used as a proof of your calligraphy level certification, but I can give you certification up to level 9 here, and I will not have permission if it is higher."

Miao Jun said something to Mo Nanbei, then he seemed to remember something, turned around and said, "Let's say it first, the word he wrote belongs to me!"

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