It was now the end of August and the long summer vacation was almost over. These days, her grandfather was not as strict with her study courses as before. Wen Xinya was finally able to extricate herself from the busy and intense studies and could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Mr. Mo slowly put down the teacup in his hand and said calmly, "School is about to start!"
Wen Xinya nodded: "Well, Jingcheng University will start on September 1st, and school will start in a week."
Speaking of the start of school, Wen Xinya was actually looking forward to it.
In her previous life, she suffered contempt and ridicule because of her failure in the college entrance examination. She was filled with resentment and unwillingness. Later, relying on the wealth of the Wen family, she was barely able to get into the Design Department of Qingyuan University. Because it was not based on her true self and she was weak and guilty, she did not have any feelings about university life.
Later, at school, because of the scheming of Xia Ruya and Ning Yuya, she was ostracized and ridiculed everywhere. She did not have a good reputation in the circle and everyone was disdainful of associating with her. Later, her design was stolen and she was threatened to be a designer for Ning Yuya. Her university life can be described as tragic.
But this life is different after all.
She was admitted to the university through her own efforts, and will work hard to fulfill her dreams and experience her university life.
Old Master Mo looked at her with anticipation in his eyes and youthful expression on his pretty face. He couldn't help but smile knowingly, "You've been learning music, chess, calligraphy and painting for more than three years. I want to test you to see how much real skills you have learned."
Wen Xinya said with a smile: "Grandpa, please don't laugh at me for being stupid later."
Mr. Mo tested Wen Xinya's learning progress.
He dabbled in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, history and economics.
This was the first time that grandpa had seriously assessed her learning progress, so Wen Xinya put aside her slightest bit of contempt, tried her best, and showed her true self.
After the examination is completed.
Wen Xinya just felt exhausted all over, which was even more tiring than the college entrance examination.
Mr. Mo said in a serious and serious manner: "You have made progress in all three arts, except your painting skills. However... you are only learning for your own amusement, so you don't need to study hard."
Mr. Mo sighed slightly.
This child's mother, Xiao, is extremely smart and intelligent, but her temperament is very much like her grandmother. She is not anxious or impatient, and is not surprised by fame or disgrace. She can master anything quickly. What others need ten years to study hard, she can learn in three or four years. This... is related to his careful teaching, and Si Jiu's daily guidance. Of course... more importantly, it is her talent and hard work.
Wen Xinya received the compliment and smiled: "I also think I have made great progress."
How could there not be a lot of progress? Grandpa was a great scholar in the literary world. As his only blood relative, she couldn't bring shame to him. Si Jiu was talented, and as his girlfriend, she couldn't fall behind him too much. With such pressure, she naturally couldn't relax at all.
Mr. Mo said sternly: "Although you have made great progress, you can't be proud and complacent just because you have achieved a little success. You must know that learning is endless and you must always be serious and correct in your attitude towards learning."
Seeing Xinya's slightly raised eyebrows, he couldn't help but teach her a lesson. He knew that although she was not proud and complacent, she still needed a lesson.
Wen Xinya was secretly proud, but her grandfather's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over her head. She immediately cooled down. She pursed her lips, straightened her attitude and said, "Grandpa, I understand."
Grandpa Mo nodded and said, "Xinya, you have learned a lot in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and grandpa has nothing to teach you. You don't have to learn from grandpa anymore. How much you can achieve in the future depends on yourself. But if there is anything you don't understand, you can ask me for advice."
Old Master Mo felt a little regretful. Xinya was naturally intelligent and was more suitable to inherit his legacy. In this way, he could teach her everything he knew. However, she had her own ideas and he couldn't force her. Therefore, the more he taught her, the more energy she would need to devote to her study. This would be a burden to her. It was a pity to waste such a piece of peerless jade.
Thinking of this, Mr. Mo felt a little emotional.
Throughout his life, he had a keen eye for talent and was fortunate enough to have several students with outstanding talents and understanding. It was a pity that none of them could inherit his mantle.
Wen Xinya was stunned when she heard this: "Grandpa... Is it me who didn't do well enough..."
Although it was hard to learn from her grandfather, she enjoyed every moment with him. At this moment, her grandfather's words made her feel a little overwhelmed.
Mr. Mo said calmly, "You are not going to be a talented woman in the world, so why do you need to learn so much? But you think I don't know that you have ambitions in your heart. If you continue to learn, it will not benefit you, but become a burden."
Xinya has always been filial and obedient to him, so no matter how he teaches her, she will work hard to complete it. He is very pleased about this, but he knows that Xinya has some private business to run. With heavy study and busy work, Xinya will be the one who suffers.
Wen Xinya figured this out, and hugged her grandfather's arm and said coquettishly, "That being said, you must give me guidance in the future, and you must not hold back on me just because I can't inherit your legacy."
The sweet and tender voice, but the words spoken were laughable.
Old Master Mo glanced at her calmly and said, "Whose daughter is this? She is so petty!"
Wen Xinya pursed her lips tenderly and said, "If it's not someone else's, then whose else could it be?"
Mr. Mo was so embarrassed by her shamelessness that he couldn't help laughing: "Not only is she petty, she's also a little rascal."
Wen Xinya refused to give in and said, "Grandpa, how can you disparage your own granddaughter like this?"
The smile on Mr. Mo's face deepened: "Okay, stop laughing. School is about to start in a few days. When are you planning to move back?"
Xinya has stayed at the Mo family for a whole summer, and it is no longer appropriate for her to stay there.
Wen Xinya said dissatisfiedly: "Grandpa, how can you just chase people away like this?"
Her original plan was to move back to the Wen family in the next two days. Although she was reluctant to leave her grandfather, school was about to start, so she still had to spend the rest of her time with her grandfather.
Mr. Mo also felt that his words were a bit stiff, so his voice softened: "Beijing University is not far from the Mo family, so it will be convenient for us to travel back and forth in the future."
Wen Xinya smiled contentedly, holding her grandfather's arm and saying, "This is what you said, Grandpa. You are not allowed to chase me away again in the future."