Entertainment: Killing A Pig At The Beginning, Is This Really A Piece Of Meat?

"What!?"

Director Zhang, who was already anxious, became even more angry after hearing this. When the assistant on the side saw this, he didn't dare to say anything more. He just took out his phone, clicked it for a while, and handed it to Director Zhang.

The furious Director Zhang turned to his phone and saw the hot search terms on his scarf.

[#tens of thousands of people complained that celebrity Su spread feudal superstition during the live broadcast! 】

Without hesitation, Director Zhang clicked in and saw in the hot search a picture of Su Yun facing the portrait of the Stove Lord last night, as if talking about something.

Further down there are texts and videos.

[The famous little fresh meat - Su Yun, has been reported to the live broadcast for review because of spreading feudal superstitions. According to some netizens, Su Yun spread feudal superstitions with everyone in the live broadcast room last night. Keywords include, heaven , Kitchen God, Chengxian, etc...]

[Some netizens pointed out that Su Yun’s remarks clearly contained hints of feudal superstition and led everyone to believe this. 】

[And, just this morning, some netizens once again pointed out that Su Yun once again talked to the netizens in the live broadcast room about the inheritance of feudal superstitions such as inviting the Kitchen God to come home...]

Looking at the popularity of the scarf post, the time of publication, etc., it is obvious that this is a hot trending news that has just been released.

There were hundreds of comments in the comment area of ​​the hot search terms in an instant.

"Wow! I didn't expect that Su Yun would dare to say this! How bold! His live broadcast room hasn't been blocked yet? I'll go take a look now!"

"Haha, I knew Su Yun was not a good person, and now the dirty information has been exposed again! The report finally got a response, let's see how long Su Yun can keep running! It's best to send Su Yun in, he deserves it!"

"I also watched Su Yun's live broadcast yesterday. Until the evening, you said that you wanted the Stove Lord to be sweet and say good things, and you also wanted to fool the Stove Lord so that he would not say bad things. This is too embarrassing for the Stove Lord..."

"Let me see! Su Yun did this kind of thing just for the sake of being popular. This kind of person has a wrong outlook and will do anything for fame and fortune. If you don't believe me, just search online and you will find that Su Yun's dirty information can be used in trucks. Installed……"

"According to what you said, then Su Yun's operation has obviously been successful! Su Yun has become famous! Within a day or two, it has been on so many hot searches and gained so much attention, and I heard that Su Yun is also I received an endorsement..."

"Damn it! Are you girls sick? What did Su Yun say? Are you spreading feudal superstition!? Is that girl called feudal superstition?"

"Tens of thousands of people came to report it! Are you crazy? I seriously doubt that those who reported it have forgotten their ancestors!"

At this time, Su Yun, who was still busy buying new year's goods, had no time to pay attention to these comments on the Internet and the quarrels in the barrage.

While netizens were arguing fiercely, Su Yun had already brought several photography brothers to a stall selling ready-made couplets.

The stall is simple, with a middle-aged man, a wooden table with a smooth shape, plus the pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and couplet paper on the table, there is nothing else.

The literal meaning of this couplet is that when a customer comes to buy a couplet, I will write whatever words you want.

At this moment, the middle-aged man was bending down to write a couplet, which attracted a lot of people who wanted to come over to watch. He dipped his brush in ink, and the word "福" was written on a big red paper. It was written.

At this time, Su Yun squeezed through the crowd and said to the middle-aged man with a smile on his face: "Uncle Song! You are very busy today!"

The middle-aged man known as Uncle Song, when he saw Su Yun, he immediately smiled and said: "Ah! It's Su Yun, here to buy couplets? Will they still be handwritten this year..."

Seeing Su Yun nodding, Uncle Song smiled and made some gestures with his brush, and said to the crowd surrounding the square table, "Then you have to queue up..."

"It's okay, Uncle Song. There's nothing to do today. I can wait."

Uncle Song smiled, said nothing, picked up the cut red paper, dipped it in ink, and started writing again.

[Spring is always present all year round, and flowers are always in bloom]

Every time a couplet was written, the people around him applauded and praised Uncle Song...

When Su Yun was cheering and cheering along with everyone, the photographer on the side couldn't help but asked:

"Su Yun, there are printed and packaged Spring Festival couplets next to them. Why don't you buy them? It's so convenient. You can buy them and go. It also saves time. The calligraphy is also very beautiful."

"Or, is there something special about these couplets written by hand?"

Hearing this, Su Yun shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter. The printed Spring Festival couplets are well packaged and the paper is strong."

"It's just that my family always likes to write by hand, and I also think that handwriting is more festive. Of course, everyone can also understand it as the ritual of the Spring Festival?"

Hearing Su Yun talk about the sense of ceremony, the people watching laughed.

"This little brother is right! We just like handwritten ones, and those printed ones always feel a bit boring."

"It's not an accident. I used to write them by hand when I was a kid. I would put them on the door with some paste. I've long been used to it. I always feel a little awkward sticking printed couplets..."

While people were discussing heatedly, Uncle Song, who had just finished writing a couplet, suddenly changed his expression. He raised his eyes and glanced around. When he saw Su Yun, he hurriedly said:

"Su Yun! My uncle has a stomachache. Please help him check out the stalls first. I may have had a stomachache after drinking yesterday. I had diarrhea and ran several times in the morning..."

With that said, Uncle Song didn't care whether Su Yun agreed or not, so he pulled Su Yun to where he was just now. Under everyone's complaints, Uncle Song ran towards the public toilet.

Anyway, there's nothing going on today, just help and take a look, Su Yun thought, and Uncle Song will be back soon.

Su Yun was bored in her spare time, looking at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, and suddenly thought that she seemed to have a calligraphy specialty.

So I curiously picked up the pen and made a few gestures.

But the moment Su Yun picked up the pen, he suddenly felt like a swordsman picking up his sword.

That feeling made Su Yun couldn't help but want to try to write something.

After thinking for a moment, Su Yun decided to write a random Spring Festival couplet for herself. Anyway, she was the one Uncle Song watched since childhood, so she wouldn't blame herself.

After thinking about it, Su Yun said to the photography brothers: "Brothers, I am going to give a couplet to my friends in the live broadcast room, wishing everyone a happy new year."

After hearing this, the elder brothers naturally had no objections and hurriedly gave Su Yun a close-up shot, taking in Su Yun's upper body and the entire table, and waited for Su Yun to write.

Of course, Su Yun's move aroused everyone's curiosity. Whether it was netizens or people waiting to get the Spring Festival couplets, they all stared intently to see what words Su Yun could write.

What makes people even more curious is what kind of Spring Festival couplets Su Yun can write!

Under the gaze of everyone, Su Yun wrote the first word on the cut red paper.

ha.