"Auntie is your fan! When the book arrives, remember to sign it for Auntie. When you have time, come visit us. Villa No. 8 is our house, and it's less than a five-minute walk from here."
As Jiang Yu was about to leave, she said something that made Su Yu feel a bit surprised.
Signatures? Wait!
today, the Shengshi Fenghua Website had already opened the pre-order page for the physical book of "Amorous Swordsman Ruthless Sword."
As for the specific pre-order results, Su Yu was truly clueless.
"Auntie, there's no need to wait. The website sent me twenty sets of physical books yesterday. I'll go get one for you now."
Su Yu quickly stopped Jiang Yu, who was about to leave, then hurried upstairs to his new study, and brought down two brand new copies of "Amorous Swordsman Ruthless Sword."
Jiang Yu hadn't expected that her visit would not only lead to hearing such a beautiful song but also getting Su Yu's physical book and signature.
She was growing fonder and fonder of this young man, Su Yu.
Sister Ling and Sun Xiaoxiao actually also wanted a copy to collect, after all, it was an author's signed book, which had great collection value.
However, they thought better of it; they wouldn't join in the excitement now.
It wouldn't be too late to get Su Yu to sign their own books once they arrived.
Su Yu unwrapped two brand new physical books, picked up a pen, and signed the five upright characters "Gu Zhou Suo Li Weng" on the title page.
Currently, Su Yu's hard-pen calligraphy was quite good; even without the beginner calligraphy skill granted by the system, as a top student, his calligraphy was quite excellent.
"Xiao Yu, I've always been curious about a question. I wonder if it's convenient for you to answer it for me?"
Jiang Yu, who was holding the signed book with satisfaction and looking at it repeatedly, suddenly asked this question.
"Auntie, please feel free to ask. As long as I know, I will tell you everything without reservation."
Su Yu was also surprised that Jiang Yu would have such a question.
However, this was an opportunity to gain favor, so how could he miss it?
"Your pen name, Gu Zhou Suo Li Weng, should be a line from a poem, right? Did you write this poem? Can you let me know the entire poem?"
As Jiang Yu's question was asked, Su Yu felt that he was on the verge of social death.
And the three women, Han Jiangxue, instantly became interested. They had always thought Su Yu's pen name was a bit strange.
Could there be some hidden meaning in it?
Although Su Yu had the urge to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it, facing Jiang Yu's question, he couldn't just brush it off without answering.
He could only bite the bullet and speak: "Auntie truly has discerning eyes. None of my Daoke fans have ever discovered this question. This is indeed a five-character quatrain. I'll write it for you to see."
Su Yu felt it would be better to write it down, after all, could you hear the difference between "Han Jiang Xue" (Cold River Snow) and "Han Jiangxue" (Han Jiangxue, the person)?
So Su Yu led everyone to his study.
There was actually a drawing table here, after all, Su Yu had quite a few skills, and he always had to practice them after acquiring them.
So when he bought furniture this time, he bought a drawing table and the four treasures of the study as well, which made him look quite like a scholar.
Han Jiangxue smiled and helped Su Yu grind the ink, while the others eagerly awaited Su Yu's five-character quatrain.
Previously, Su Yu, under the pen name Gu Zhou Suo Li Weng, had already published a good ancient poem, which made everyone present believe in Su Yu's poetic talent to some extent.
"A thousand mountains, no birds in flight; Ten thousand paths, no traces of man." When Su Yu wrote the first half of this poem, "Jiang Xue," in running script, Jiang Yu's eyes immediately lit up.
With her discerning eye as a professor from Yan University Literature Department, how could she not see that this was an ancient poem with an extremely profound artistic conception?
And the second half that Jiang Yu was anticipating also appeared; Su Yu wrote: "A lonely boat, a straw-cloaked old man, fishing alone in the cold river snow."
The moment the second half appeared, the study was so quiet you could hear a pin drop!
Jiang Yu was completely captivated by the artistic conception of this poem, unable to extricate herself for a moment.
Han Jiangxue, on the other hand, stared blankly at the finished poem written by Su Yu, lost in thought, not knowing what she was thinking.
And Sister Ling and Sun Xiaoxiao's expressions at this moment were truly something to behold!
They understood; the moment this poem appeared, they all understood!
This boy Su Yu had hidden it quite deeply!
If it weren't for Jiang Yu asking this question today, and Su Yu being unable to refuse, they might never have known that Su Yu's pen name had such a meaning!
It turned out that Su Yu had been aiming for Han Jiangxue from the very beginning! It was only their shallow knowledge that prevented them from grasping the core meaning within.
This also made the two of them look at Su Yu with increasingly strange gazes.
"What is this poem called?" Han Jiangxue asked, her head lowered, not looking at Su Yu.
"Jiang Xue." Su Yu answered, biting the bullet, and then casually wrote down the title.
Han Jiangxue's heart was far from calm at this moment; it seemed as if something was growing wildly within her.
And before Han Jiangxue could say anything more, Jiang Yu's voice already came.
"The artistic conception of this poem is truly too profound; it's really hard to imagine that it came from the hands of a young man like you, Su Yu! Auntie is truly more and more impressed by your talent! Can you give me this poem? I'll take it back and frame it!"
How could Jiang Yu not have thought of what Sister Ling and the others had thought of?
However, she knew that Su Yu must be very embarrassed at this moment, so she naturally wouldn't say anything more.
Moreover, if it weren't for her overflowing curiosity, such a thing probably wouldn't have happened today.
As for taking this calligraphy? It was simply because Jiang Yu genuinely liked it.
Furthermore, taking this calligraphy was actually sending Su Yu a signal, which was that she did not oppose the matter between Su Yu and Han Jiangxue.
"Auntie, if you like it, please take it. It's just that the writing is a bit ugly; I'll practice more when I have time." Su Yu was secretly delighted and agreed with a smile.
It wasn't until he had seen Han Jiangxue and her group off that Su Yu slumped onto the sofa, feeling completely drained.
He didn't know how Han Jiangxue felt about him at that moment; Han Jiangxue had kept her head down, which made him very helpless.
Meanwhile, at Han Jianhua's home, Old Han was already a bit restless.
If he hadn't felt it would be inappropriate to suddenly show up at Su Yu's place, he would have actually wanted to go with Jiang Yu.
Now that so much time had passed, his wife and daughter still hadn't returned, which made Han Jianhua increasingly anxious.
He wasn't worried that the two women would encounter anything bad; rather, he was curious about what was happening at Su Yu's house at that moment and what kind of song Su Yu had sung.
But soon, Jiang Yu and Han Jiangxue came in, one after the other.
Han Jianhua strode forward, just about to ask something, when he saw the physical books in their hands and a rolled-up paper scroll.
What the heck? Weren't they just delivering a guitar? How did they end up listening and taking things too?