Lin Mo was still a little confused when he was sent to the dean.

Why do this old man have such obscene eyes? And they seem to be shining when he looks at her.

The dean looked at the trumpet Lin Huan in front of him, and his heart was so excited, "Hello, Xiao Lin Huan, I am the dean of the academy, you can call me the dean."

Lin Mo raised his head and said expressionlessly: "My name is Lin Mo."

Dean: "Okay, Xiaolin Huan."

Lin Mo: ...Is this person too old to understand what is being said?

This is the first time I’ve met someone more stubborn than her. It’s a bit difficult to deal with.

Lin Qi and Ji Qianhua went to school as usual, but they would look outside from time to time out of worry.

To be honest, they were quite surprised that Lin Mo was actually able to climb up the mountain by himself, and he never complained of being tired from beginning to end.

This little girl has decent physical strength, so why can’t she lose weight?

Lin Mo got along well with the dean, but he just lost his name.

"Come on, Xiaolin Huan, your father has been a good student since he was young, and your brother is also very talented. You should not be too bad either. Come and write a poem. I want to see if you have the talent."

"Just write a poem about me. The subject matter is not limited. Just write it."

Lin Mo held the brush and looked at the paper in front of her, lost in thought. Maybe this old man had misunderstood her a little too much.

Although she looks a lot like her father, she doesn't like reading.

But now I feel embarrassed to say that I can’t do it. If I say that I can’t do it, it would be a bit embarrassing for myself.

"My level is limited, I may not be able to write any good sentences."

Lin Mo felt that this matter should be prevented in advance to avoid conflicts.

The dean touched his almost bald head and said cheerfully, "Just write with confidence. Your father was already a leader among the students when he was your age. I believe you will not be any worse."

Lin Mo: ...I am really sorry to disappoint you. I really just look like my father.

Under the gaze of the dean, Lin Mo began his own creation.

"Your head is big and round. I kicked it to Xiyuan. Xiyuan is good and wonderful. The chefs in Xiyuan are very skilled. They steam and fry it left and right. The big head tastes crispy and fried."

After finishing writing, Lin Mo looked at the dean with his eyes wide open.

The dean looked at the poem and moved his mouth again and again but couldn't utter a word for a long time.

How to say it, what can he say about it.

How does Lin Huan usually teach this kid to read? Does he only teach him serious books?

The dean asked Lin Mo seriously, "Kid, what kind of books do you usually read?"

Lin Mo answered very honestly: "Supernatural and strange stories, amazing stories."

Dean: ...No wonder.

No wonder he could write something like this, with kicking the head, steaming the head, and frying the head. It looks too scary.

He felt a chill on the back of his neck when he saw the poem written.

Also, the kid's handwriting looks like a ghost's claws, but it fits the poem quite well.

Is Lin Huan planning to bring up this child in a different way? He feels that raising a normal child is not enough, so he plans to raise a genius?

Minister Lin, who was handling official business at the moment, sneezed several times in succession.

"Could it be that little girl talking about me? No one should bully her there, and no one else should be able to bully her."

When Lin Mo went to the academy for the first time, Shangshu Lin was actually quite worried. Firstly, he was afraid that she would not be able to adapt, and secondly, he was afraid that she would be bullied.

Some children are arrogant and domineering, and the elders in their families are not reasonable people. Children from poor families are especially likely to be bullied.

The college has already restricted such things from happening, but privately there are still many people who do not take the rules seriously, and some students are expelled almost every year.

It is a waste of time for a person with bad character to read so many books. Even if he becomes an official in the future, he will not be a good official.

This morning passed very quickly. The dean originally wanted to teach Lin Mo to read some serious books, but Lin Mo felt sleepy and fell asleep when doing so, and he really had no choice.

"I was wondering why you look nothing like your father and brother. You look most like your father. Your father loved books so much back then. How come you don't look like him at all?"

Lin Mo lay on the table and replied lazily: "Everyone is unique. What's the point if I'm exactly like my dad?"

The dean was really shocked by her words. She could say such sensible words at such a young age. The little girl must have some real skills.

Taking care of a child is the most tiring job, let alone a naughty child. The dean is not young anymore, and Lin Mo is running around in the dean's yard.

The dean had no descendants of his own, so he didn't know how to raise a child. When he saw Lin Mo playing in the cracks of the rocks and in the small pond, he was really terrified.

What if you accidentally hit a rock? What if you accidentally fall into the pond?

No wonder people say raising children is difficult, it really seems like there are dangers everywhere!

"Xiao Lin Huan! Come here quickly, don't go on that bridge!"

"Don't play with that flower anymore, you're going to kill it! Don't try to catch the chicken, or you'll get pecked!"

Not allowed to play here or there, Lin Mo really found it boring. It was not as fun as being at home.

The dean was almost half dead, and he was running around everywhere from beginning to end. How could a child have so much energy?

The kids in the academy are not like this. They study quietly and properly.

No, I have to take this little girl to the academy for a walk so that she can be properly influenced.

This old man is really about to die. How did Lin Huan give birth to such a daughter? Her personality is completely different from his own when he was a child.

They look exactly the same, but why are their personalities so different?

At lunch, Lin Mo ate half a chicken by himself, which made the dean's eyes almost pop out.

Are all children so greedy? This is too scary.

Lin Mo felt a little embarrassed when he looked at her, "Look at me, I feel embarrassed to eat when you look at me like this."

After saying that, she wiped her greasy mouth and then stuffed another big mouthful of food into her mouth.

Dean: ...I didn't notice that you were embarrassed to eat. You were eating it with great relish.

Fortunately, this child was born in a wealthy family, otherwise ordinary people really couldn't afford to feed him with such a big appetite.

Lin Qi and Ji Qianhua were also talking about Lin Mo while they were eating.

Lin Qi wanted to go to the dean to bring Lin Mo back, he was really worried.

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