Lang San was stunned for a long time, and his emotions gradually became excited, "Really? As long as you can make the troupe come alive again, dividends or something, it's no problem at all!"

"It's true, but a little change needs to be made. Shen Sangyu bowed.

She whispered her thoughts to Lang San.

Without waiting for Lang San to answer, he added, "It's really a bit difficult to get you to make changes, especially when I'm talking on paper, so let's wait for me to write a story for you, and you can make a decision after you see it." ”

Shen Sangyu is full of sincerity.

There was a breeze blowing, and the broken hair on her forehead was slightly messy, and the broken glow under it was hidden, but it couldn't stop the autumn color in her apricot eyes, which was too beautiful to say.

Lang San looked at her and made a decision in his heart in an instant.

"If the second lady can make the troupe come alive, I will be willing to be a cow and a horse for you for the rest of my life!"

It is good to accept such a lively little brother.

It's a pity that Lang San can't lose the troupe, and naturally there is no way to follow her to do business in the future.

So, Shen Sangyu said slowly, "This is not necessary, if you earn money in the future, just remember to give it to me." ”

There's nothing wrong with being a second lady who only has money in her eyes.

After agreeing with Lang San on the date to give the script, Shen Sangyu returned to Bohou's Mansion.

The first thing I did when I returned to the house was to sit at the table, spread out the bronzed rice paper, and began to write hard.

Xiu'er came back from outside, excited, "Miss, come over and see, the clothes you chose a few days ago are ready, but they look good, do you want to try it now?"

Shen Sangyu frowned, "Don't be so noisy, I need to create quietly, you know?"

When the word creation came out of Shen Sangyu's mouth, Xiu'er was so stunned.

I didn't bother to look at my clothes anymore, so I put them on the circle chair and leaned over to take a look.

Xiu'er stared at the rice paper for a long time.

"How is it?" Shen Sangyu was quite satisfied with the brush, "Are you moved by the love story written by your young lady?"

Xiu'er raised her head at this time, her lips moved, and she didn't speak.

Shen Sangyu put down the brush and patted her on the shoulder, "I understand, I'm so moved that I can't speak, right?"

"Miss," Xiu'er felt so cruel, and her tone was very hesitant, "what are you writing, why can't you read a word......

Miss's bad handwriting is really unsightly.

It is no exaggeration to say that throwing rice on rice paper and stepping on it by the chicken is estimated to be better than Miss's writing.

Shen Sangyu also glanced at the ghost drawing talisman on the paper, "Isn't it easy to recognize?"

After that, he asked Xiu'er weakly, "Why don't you go to Zhou Ruo'er and ask her to help me write it." ”

Xiu'er nodded, "The slave thinks so too." ”

"Okay, I'll go to Zhou Ruo'er later, try on clothes first, where are my beautiful clothes?" Shen Sangyu instantly shifted his attention.

To be honest, she had been writing for so long, and her whole body was sore.

I don't know what crazy my brain was in my previous life, and I would actually copy some Buddhist scriptures for Gao Jingqi to keep him safe.

Don't think about a word in this life.

If you have to write it, write a cursed scripture!

After trying on the clothes, Shen Sangyu simply went to find Zhou Ruoer directly in them.

Zhou Ruoer was shooting arrows in the courtyard.

Shen Sangyu was itchy when he saw it, so he had to go up and play two handfuls.

"Second Miss, you didn't just come here for archery, right?" After shooting for half an hour, Zhou Ruoer reminded in a low voice.

"Of course not, I want to ask you to help me write something, my handwriting is too ugly, I'm afraid others won't understand it. Shen Sangyu put down his bow.

Don't forget to take out the prepared rosewood box and hand it to Zhou Ruoer, "This is a thank you gift." ”

Zhou Ruoer took it and saw that it was a horse made of peach wood, lifelike, and even the sideburns seemed to be really fluttering in the wind.

On top of that, the glazed peach wood has a faint brown color, almost exactly the same as Zhou Ruoer's favorite horse.

Apparently according to the horse!

Although it is not worth much, Shen Sangyu's sincerity is already overflowing.

Zhou Ruo'er was so happy that she refused to let go, and asked Shen Sangyu again, "What do you want to write?" ”

"That's not necessary, just be able to understand it. Shen Sangyu waved his hand, "I'll read you and write." ”

Two young girls sat together under the sun, and wrote the twists and turns of the love story on rice paper one by one.

The story is very concise, but Zhou Ruoer is still breathing tightly as the story goes.

Finally, I put down my pen and asked, "Is this what you came up with? It's like the real thing!"

It's as real as if it's going to happen around you.

Shen Sangyu smiled, revealing playful little tiger teeth, cute and tight, "What's the story, which one didn't change from the things around you?"

Of course, she couldn't tell Zhou Ruo'er that this was indeed a true story, and it happened in the backyard of those rich and noble families in the capital.

Speaking of which, I have to thank Princess Shuo, who ignored her in her previous life.

In her previous life, in order to please her mother-in-law, Shen Sangyu tried her best to participate in various tea parties and poetry parties that she also went to, sitting in the middle of a bunch of half-old and being judged, and forcing her face to laugh.

But of course, those people not only mocked her, but also brought out whatever happened to anyone's family.

Shen Sangyu's love stories were heard there.

A little change and it becomes a new story.

In order to marry highly, the daughter of a concubine did not hesitate to kidnap her daughter on the day of her marriage, and then she came to save her relatives in a sedan chair.

What kind of sister-in-law fell in love with the maid, the family disliked the maid and did not help the family, so they simply sold the maid to Yihong Mansion, and the sister-in-law swore not to marry him.

The outrageous stories of rich and noble families are only unthinkable to everyone, and there is nothing they can't do.

Zhou Ruoer didn't ask any further.

After the ink on the rice paper dried, it was folded and handed over to Shen Sangyu.

"Thank you, since elementary school, the writing is much better than mine. Shen Sangyu said with a smile.

Zhou Ruoer's face was worried, "Is your writing ugly?"

"Yes," Xiu'er couldn't help but answer for Shen Sangyu, "I can't read a word of what my young lady wrote!"

Hearing this, Zhou Ruoer was even more worried, "Then if you go to participate in the Yaji, you will definitely be compared." It doesn't matter, the most important thing is that your house is so eyed, will you be ridiculed and despised in the capital by taking advantage of this matter?"

"It's worthy of being a person who grew up in the capital since childhood, and even the tricks played in the back house are so clear. Shen Sangyu still looked like a hanger, and opened his mouth with a smile, his amber eyes were clear, and there was no emotion.

"You wait," Zhou Ruo'er got up and walked to the house, "I'll go get something and come back soon, you must not leave." ”