Gu Jinyu narrated gently, "Miss Zhuang's brushstroke is vigorous. The usual female 'Zanhua' style is too petite and does not suit Miss Zhuang's strength. If Miss Zhuang were to switch to a different font, she would definitely be able to embody a powerful sense."
No one hates flattery, and Miss Zhuang is no exception.
Her rejection of Gu Jinyu diminished instantly, "Well, at least you have some discernment. I have always felt there's something off with that font! No matter how hard I practice, it just doesn't feel right!"
"How about Miss Zhuang tries this?" Gu Jinyu took out a handwriting copybook and placed it on the stone table.
"Whose handwriting is this?" Miss Zhuang asked.
"It is the calligraphy of the young master of Zhaodu." Gu Jinyu remarked.
Miss Zhuang was instantly infuriated, "You want me to practice men's handwriting?"