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

Just as Su Yun finished writing the couplet and showed it to the camera, a voice suddenly came from behind.

"Su Yun, thank you, everyone has been waiting impatiently..."

Looking back, I realized that it was Uncle Song who wrote the couplet. He came back from using the toilet, and saw Su Yun turned around and said:

"Uncle Song, I just had nothing to do, so I borrowed your paper and pen and ink to write a couplet..."

As he said that, Su Yun also showed his couplet full of "hahaha" to Uncle Song.

"It's okay, I just wrote it for fun!" Uncle Song was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "Don't tell me, Su Yun, you are good at writing this!"

After a pause, Uncle Song continued to joke with a smile: "This couplet is all "hahaha", it's really a bit too inappropriate..."

As he said this, Uncle Song seemed to have thought of something and began to mutter in a low voice,

"The writing of this character is really good. This technique is powerful and sharp. This skill is probably much stronger than mine..."

impossible!

I, Lao Song, am over 40 years old this year!

I have been practicing calligraphy for more than 20 years with just one hand. How can this kid write better than me...

"What has Su Yun done in the past two years? He has grown up so much. He is better than his predecessors..."

Not hearing Uncle Song's low voice, seeing that everyone was making fun of him, and the couplet he wrote was a bit inappropriate, Su Yun smiled and explained:

"I just write casually, mainly to make everyone happy...Don't take it seriously..."

After a burst of laughter, an elder brother who was waiting to buy Spring Festival couplets said to Uncle Song impatiently:

"I'm talking about Lao Song! Why don't you hurry up and write Spring Festival couplets? Everyone has been waiting for you for a long time..."

Seeing this, Uncle Song stopped brooding, walked to the stall, and began to prepare things to write Spring Festival couplets.

Seeing this, Su Yun quickly took the Spring Festival couplets in her hand and put them aside to wait to dry.

Afterwards, he walked to the back of the queue to buy Spring Festival couplets, preparing to queue up to buy Spring Festival couplets with the elder brothers going to the market. Logically speaking, Su Yun's behavior was reasonable and polite.

But just when Su Yun was about to reach the end of the line, Uncle Song said, "Su Yun! Why are you going?"

Su Yun was puzzled and said with some doubts: "Aren't I waiting in line to buy Spring Festival couplets? Uncle Song, you are back, why don't I still stand here and delay your business?"

Hearing Su Yun's words, Uncle Song smiled and said, "Su Yun! You brat! You just wrote so well, why don't you show your hands more and let everyone see?"

"Uncle Song and I are also tired. I want to see how well you can write a couplet. Hey! I said Su Yun, why don't you come over? Are you afraid that others will take advantage of your calligraphy? …”

Hearing this, Su Yun looked embarrassed. How could he take advantage of this?

Isn't it just a few sets of calligraphy... Besides, your Uncle Song is here, why should I go up and steal the limelight...

With an awkward smile, Su Yun said:

"Uncle Song, look at what you said, I just wrote it randomly and my skills are not deep enough. You see there are so many people waiting in your booth now. How can I be like you and finish writing this in one breath? What a couplet..."

With that said, Su Yun walked towards the back again, wanting to continue queuing up. Those who are celebrating the New Year should finish their shopping for the New Year and go home early to make arrangements...

Seeing Su Yun's humble appearance, Uncle Song felt even more embarrassed. Su Yun had just shown off her skill, and everyone saw it, and her writing was indeed better than his own.

Now that Su Yun has given up and left, if I continue to write, I am afraid that people will make fun of me and make fun of me. Thinking of this, Uncle Song rushed out of the stall and wanted to pull Su Yun away.

At this time, the older brothers who were watching also started cheering:

"This young man's handwriting is so good. It's a great thing to show off his skills to everyone. Maybe someone will take a fancy to him and tell the girl to you..."

"Young man! Hurry up and write couplets! Everyone is watching!"

"Little brother! Why don't you write anymore?! Didn't you write very well just now?!"

"Su Yun, just write one for them and see..."

While talking, a group of market buddies grabbed Su Yun. At this time, Uncle Song also came over.

"Su Yun, you see everyone wants you to write, so don't be humble. Come on, show your hands. Uncle Song and I will serve you with my pen and ink today."

He can't resist people's enthusiasm, and it seems that Uncle Song doesn't care much about whether he steals the limelight or not. He is a generous person.

Su Yun had no choice but to smile bitterly, and followed Uncle Song back to the table amidst the cheers of everyone.

Uncle Song likes to write calligraphy, and he enjoys the feeling of being watched by others every time he writes.

For Su Yun, a child who has been watching him since childhood, to have such good handwriting, Uncle Song is more like a parent who likes to show off, hoping to let everyone see what the child he has watched is capable of.

Seeing the excitement on the faces of the older brothers who were watching, Su Yun felt a little helpless.

what happened?

Weren't you all anxious just now, waiting to get home after picking up the Spring Festival couplets?

Why does it seem like one can wait longer than the other now?

Brother over there, what kind of melon seeds are you buying? We are writing couplets, not watching a play...

I saw Su Yun looking at the market buddies who were watching to buy couplets, and said with shame: "Brothers, weren't you urging Uncle Song just now? Why are you not in a hurry now..."

"You don't have to worry about it, little brother. We were in a hurry just now, but we are not in a hurry now. We are going to be in a hurry later..."

With that said, a group of onlookers who were looking at the excitement and looked at Su Yun again yelled at Su Yun:

"This little brother's handwriting is beautiful, so he doesn't need to write it in ink. Old Song, hurry up and write it in gold!"

"Yes! Gold lettering! Gold lettering! Spend an extra two bucks to be happy this year!"

Uncle Song listened to everyone's calls and cursed with a smile on his face:

"Grandma is such a bitch. You are not willing to buy my gold letters. When my Xiaoyun comes, you all cheer for me. You want to piss me off!"

Although he was laughing and scolding, Uncle Song still went to prepare golden ink for everyone.

At this time, Reba has come to Su Yun's live broadcast room and has been watching it for a long time. During this time, Reba was also attracted by Su Yun's big episode. It was so lively.

Moreover, everyone in this big gathering looks like they know each other, and they can chat with each other. The latter also welcomes everyone who comes with a smile.

There is no sense of unfamiliarity when I speak, but rather like an old friend who has been with me for many years...

Just as Reba was feeling emotional, she heard everyone in the live broadcast room shouting to give Su Yun gold letters.

Seeing this, Reba suddenly became curious. In Su Yun's live broadcast room, she posted a barrage and asked,

"The word gold? What does this mean?"