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Such a person comes to me and says that his rouge is nice and he wants to use it often in the future, but he doesn't use it flexibly.
Hold a pen.
After Su Changan thought about it, he started writing.
Yan Ruyu also walked into the study, watched Su Changan writing, and walked over out of curiosity.
But when he saw what Su Changan wrote, he was a little stunned, but immediately looked at Su Changan: "This is not a good idea."
Su Changan shook his head: "I thought about it, it should be fine."
Yan Ruyu pursed her lips, not knowing what to say, but looked at Su Changan, thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you tell His Majesty?"
Su Changan shook his head again: "I didn't deceive the emperor or offend the queen mother. She said my rouge was good and she wanted to use it. I didn't make it up."
Hearing this
Yan Ruyu looked at Su Changan and felt a little amused, but she also felt that what Su Changan said made sense.
In fact, there are people who do business like this among the people. Whenever a noble person buys something from them, they will start by saying that a certain noble person likes to eat this kind of thing, in order to gain other people's attention.
But, after all, they were just some ministers or princes.
But now Su Changan wants to use the Queen Mother.
Su Changan looked at Yan Ruyu and asked, "What do you think of my advertising slogan?"
Yan Ruyu looked at this so-called advertising slogan and didn't know what to say, but finally said: "I'm afraid she will really be angry, especially since the Queen Mother has been extremely angry about the things that happened in the court these days. If this is the case..."
Su Changan shook his head nonchalantly: "Anger or something, it will just go away after a while."
After saying that, Su Changan looked at Yan Ruyu and said with a smile: "Besides, I feel like she's already used to being angry every day."
Yan Ruyu didn't know what to say.
And Su Changan looked at his own advertising slogan.
The more you look at it, the better it gets.
Although it is a bit straightforward, advertising slogans should be straightforward so that they are easy to remember.
Yan Ruyu looked at Su Changan and sighed.
But he did not try to stop it anymore, because it really didn't matter anymore, especially since the Queen Mother came today to establish her authority.
Even if His Majesty knew about this, he would probably be directly angry at what the Queen Mother did today.
Su Changan had already started writing the letter at this time.
The content of the letter, of course, was to tell Su Liheng how to use this advertisement.
There is also the matter of the name of the Rouge Shop.
Finish writing the letter.
Su Changan was naturally handed over to Zhou Qianhong.
After handing it to Zhou Qianhong, although she wondered whether Su Liheng could do it, she remembered that what she had explained in the letter was very clear.
I'm too lazy to think about it anymore and will just wait for Su Liheng's reply.
After that, I stopped wasting time and thought about starting today's calligraphy practice.
I am still copying one of the calligraphy pieces given to me by Master Yao.
However, just as he thought, while practicing calligraphy, he also practiced the mantra of [Yiweiting] martial arts.
But it was just a piece of writing.
Su Changan frowned because he found that the word was becoming increasingly difficult to write.
What was supposed to be done in one go could not be done in one go due to the breathing method.
When practicing calligraphy, there is a certain place where writing in other places will start to feel awkward.
Su Changan wrote a piece of calligraphy. Although he felt helpless, he thought that his idea would not work.
So I simply stopped working on [Yi Wei Ting] and instead planned to continue copying the calligraphy.
Although Yan Ruyu is sometimes stupid, she is still very smart in martial arts. She could see some of it when she saw Su Changan struggling just now.
So looking at Su Changan, he said, "Although I don't know the tricks of copying calligraphy, but if you think about it carefully, calligraphy is something written by others. The breathing, rhythm, and power of the pen must be consistent with that person's writing at the time. Only then can you copy it similarly, and then apply what you have learned to turn it into something suitable for yourself."
"It's just like learning sword techniques. My mother always said that sword techniques are static, but people are alive. You can't just trust sword techniques. If you want to create your own sword techniques or moves, it's better not to learn them. It's more convenient to fight with others and create your own."
"It's OK to use Yi Wei Ting to swing the knife, because there is no set method for swinging the knife, and you can do whatever you want, so it's free and easy. But now you are copying someone else's calligraphy, and you want to use Yi Wei Ting to cater to what others have already created. I think it's a bit contradictory, so it's so difficult."
Su Changan looked up at Yan Ruyu, thought about it, and felt that it made sense.
But he lowered his head to look at the calligraphy, then frowned: "If I use [Yi Wei Ting] to practice calligraphy, it would be best to write my own characters, right?"
Yan Ruyu nodded and did not deny it.
Su Changan looked down at the paper, took the copybook away, picked up the pen again, thought for a moment, and tried to write the word "木".
It doesn't look good.
But it is indeed much more comfortable than copying calligraphy.
Especially when Su Changan tried to write a few other words in one go, they still looked a little ugly at first glance.
but.
Compared to writing other characters myself, this one is a little ugly.
Look at the words I wrote.
Su Changan thought about the rhythm and strength of swinging the knife.
So, thinking about the feeling I had when swinging the knife, I wrote down the three words "Yan Ruyu".
After I finished writing, I took a look at it and found that it felt a little different than before.
Still ugly though.
However, when Su Changan looked at the three words "Yan Ruyu", he seemed to think of something and wrote the three words "Yan Ruyu" again.
This time, less force was used.
But it feels different.
Su Changan could feel that it was not because of [Yiweiting].
But
He seemed to sense something, but it was a little vague.
Yan Ruyu looked at Su Changan's sudden behavior and didn't dare to speak or disturb him. She just looked at her name written on the paper.
She could feel the different feeling of Su Changan's writing these times.
but.
Why are the three characters 'Yan Ruyu' written so 'fat'?
I'm obviously not fat!
Yan Ruyu looked at Su Changan somewhat depressed.
But he didn't dare to speak out, because it was obvious that Su Changan was thinking of something at the moment.
When it comes to martial arts, the most taboo is interruption, the most impatient is taking shortcuts, and the most lacking is perception.
On Su Changan's side, he looked at the few words he had written.
After thinking for a while, he wrote "Yan Ruyu" again. This time, he used less force than before, and the tip of the pen just touched it lightly.
The 'Yan Ruyu' I wrote down this time seemed light and powerless.
Su Changan was stunned.
He wrote the three words "Yan Ruyu" again. This time, he used more strength and tried his best to write with the tip of the pen.
But it’s a little difficult, and sometimes it’s inevitable to write too much.
However, one can see the strength of the brushstrokes in the written words.
Looking at these, Su Changan repeatedly wrote the three characters "Yan Ruyu" dozens of times. Every time he wrote, he felt the rhythm of his breathing when swinging the knife, relying on the feeling of [Yi Wei Ting] and writing along with the flow.
The font of each 'Yan Ruyu' is different, and the feeling is also completely different.
Su Changan frowned: "I feel like I understand what Aunt Yan wants me to do, but it doesn't feel right. However, the words I write like this seem to be much better than before. At least the pen tip feels sharper. What do you think, Yu'er?"
He raised his eyes and looked at Yan Ruyu.
Yan Ruyu was seen with a frown on her face, looking melancholy.
Looking at Yan Ruyu like this, Su Changan asked: "You are a little disrespectful to me, it's not that ugly! I feel that today I used [Yi Wei Ting] and thought about using the breathing rhythm when swinging the knife. The words I wrote are much more beautiful than those shown to the cat."
Yan Ruyu raised her eyes to look at Su Changan, thought for a moment and asked, "Am I really fat?"
Su Changan was puzzled: "What?"
Yan Ruyu frowned and said, "Miss, every time you write my name, it gets fatter."
Su Changan suddenly realized and looked down, only then he noticed that he seemed to have written it a little too wide, especially the word "玉".
He smiled helplessly: "I wrote this unconsciously. You are not fat at all. You are thinner than Zhou Qianhong."
Hearing this, Yan Ruyu's brows relaxed and she felt much more open-minded.
But looking at Yan Ruyu's appearance, Su Changan thought about what the Empress and Aunt Yan said about her gaining weight. It was obvious that the deputy commander was still thinking about it.
And if you think about it carefully, Yan Ruyu seems to have eaten much less recently. She used to eat more than twenty fried dumplings in one go, but now she only eats five or six.
So, she smiled and said, "Don't be sad, Yu'er is not fat at all. Whoever said you were fat was just jealous of you. I will make you fried dumplings with meat filling later."
Yan Ruyu was amused by Su Changan's coaxing tone, but she looked down at the words Su Changan had written and ignored everything else.
It was just the feeling the font gave her.
The momentum is building.
Just like swinging a knife today.
Although the handwriting is still ugly, it is really unique this time.
So after thinking for a while, he said, "I don't know what mother wants you to realize, but since she asked you to practice writing with the sword, I think there must be a reason, so why not write for a day or two and see? Now there are only a few words, and I can't tell anything."