Reborn Troops

The window of Zhou Wanwan's jewelry store is filled with jewelry designed by her.

The glittering silver necklaces, earrings, and bracelets, each one looks like a work of art flowing from her fingertips.

"Wanwan, you have to think of a solution." My best friend Qianqian sat on the sofa in the store, holding a cup of hot tea in her hand, with a bit of worry in her eyes.

Zhou Wanwan sighed, her fingers unconsciously fiddling with the necklace on the counter.

"I know that, but the competition is so fierce now, what else can I do? I can't just go out and solicit customers on the street, right?"

Qianqian put down the teacup, her eyes suddenly brightened, "Wanwan, have you ever thought about combining jewelry and calligraphy?"

"Calligraphy?" Zhou Wanwan was stunned for a moment, frowning slightly, "Jewelry and calligraphy? This... is possible?"

"Why not?" Qianqian stood up, walked to the counter, picked up a silver necklace,

"Look, the pendant of this necklace is a simple circle. If it is designed to look like a calligraphy character, such as 'Fu' or 'Ai', would it be more interesting?"

Zhou Wanwan stared at the necklace, and suddenly a light flashed in her mind. She seemed to see those silver lines dancing in the air.

Gradually, they pieced together a complete Chinese character. It felt like the door to a new world had suddenly opened.

"But... I don't know calligraphy." Zhou Wanwan hesitated.

"Go ahead and learn!" Qianqian patted her shoulder. "Haven't you always said you wanted to learn something new? Now's your chance."

Zhou Wanwan bit her lip, feeling a little shaken. She knew that Qianqian's suggestion might be her only way out.

But learning calligraphy? She had never even touched a brush, so how could she write calligraphy?

"How about... I try it?" She finally spoke, with a hint of uncertainty in her voice.

"Let's give it a try!" Qianqian smiled brightly, "I know a calligraphy teacher who can introduce you to him."

In this way, Zhou Wanwan began her calligraphy learning journey.

Every morning, she would get up early, sit at her desk, holding a brush in her hand and a piece of rice paper in front of her.

Her fingers trembled slightly, and the tip of the pen lightly moved across the paper, but she could never write a decent word.

"Why is it so difficult..." She sighed, put down the brush and rubbed her sore wrist.

"Don't be in a hurry, take your time." A shallow voice came from behind. She walked to Zhou Wanwan,

He picked up the brush, dipped it lightly in ink, turned his wrist, and a beautiful "Fu" character appeared on the paper.

"You see, it's actually not that difficult." Qianqian said with a smile, "The key is to find the feeling."

Zhou Wanwan stared at the word "Fu" and suddenly felt an inexplicable impulse in her heart.

She picked up the brush, took a deep breath, turned her wrist, and ran the tip of the brush across the paper. Although the handwriting was crooked, it finally took shape.

"You've made progress!" Qianqian patted her shoulder, "Keep it up!"

As the days passed, Zhou Wanwan's calligraphy skills gradually improved.

She began to try to incorporate calligraphy into jewelry design, although the effect was not ideal at first.

But she did not give up. Every time she failed, she would pick up the brush again and practice again and again.

"Wanwan, have you been working too hard recently?" Qianqian looked at her worriedly, "Don't exhaust yourself."

"It's okay, I can still hold on." Zhou Wanwan smiled, still holding the brush in her hand, her eyes focused on the rice paper in front of her.

"Wanwan, have you heard?" Qianqian hurried into the store with a look of anxiety on her face.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Wanwan raised her head and suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.

"A new jewelry store opened on the next street. I heard that their designs are very novel and their business is booming." Qianqian said, panting.

Zhou Wanwan's heart sank suddenly. She knew that this meant her jewelry store would face greater competition.

"What should I do?" she murmured to herself, and the brush in her hand fell to the ground unknowingly.

Qianqian squatted down, picked up the brush, and gently patted her shoulder.

"Don't panic, we still have a chance. Your calligraphy jewelry hasn't been officially launched yet, maybe it will be a hit."