" What?!"
Director Zhang, who was already anxious, became even angrier when he heard this. When his assistant saw this, he didn't dare to say anything else. He just took out his phone and tapped on it for a while before handing it to Director Zhang.
The furious Director Zhang took his phone and saw the trending search on Weibo.
#Tens of thousands of people complain that celebrity Su is spreading feudal superstition at the live broadcast!
Without hesitation, Director Zhang clicked on it. He saw that in the trending searches, there was a picture of Su Yun facing the Kitchen God's portrait last night, as if she was saying something.
There were also texts and videos below.
The famous young hunk, Su Yun, had been reported to the livestream for investigation because of the spread of feudal superstition. According to some netizens, Su Yun had spread feudal superstition with the people in the livestream last night. The keywords were: Heavenly Court, Kitchen God, Immortal, and so on...
Some netizens pointed out that Su Yun's remarks were clearly a hint of feudal superstition, leading people to believe in these things.
Moreover, just this morning, some netizens once again pointed out that Su Yun had once again told the netizens in the live broadcast room about the feudal superstitions such as inviting the Kitchen God home...
Looking at the popularity of the Weibo post and the time it was posted, it was obvious that this was a hot topic that had just been released.
In the comments section of the trending search, there were instantly hundreds of comments.
"Wow! He did not expect Su Yun to dare to say this! How bold! His live broadcast room hadn't been banned yet, right? I'll go take a look now!"
"Hehe, I knew that Su Yun wasn't a good person. Now, the dirt has been exposed again! There was finally a response to the report. Let's see how long Su Yun can still jump around! It was best to send Su Yun in. He deserved it!”
" I watched Su Yun's live broadcast yesterday. I watched it until the evening. You said that you wanted the Kitchen God to be sweet with his words, but you also wanted him to not say anything bad about him. You're making things too difficult for the Kitchen God..."
"I see! Su Yun did such a thing for the sake of fame. This kind of person has a bad outlook on life and will do anything for fame and fortune. If you don't believe me, you can search online. Su Yun's dirt can be loaded into a truck…"
"According to what you said, Su Yun's operation has obviously succeeded! Su Yun was famous! In just one or two days, he's been on so many trending searches and has gained so much attention. I also heard that Su Yun has even received an endorsement…"
"F * ck! Are you f * cking crazy? What did Su Yun say to spread feudal superstition!? Is that f * cking feudal superstition?"
"Tens of thousands of people reported it! Was he crazy? He seriously suspected that those who reported him had forgotten about their ancestors!”
Su Yun, who was still busy buying New Year's goods, did not have the time to pay attention to the comments on the Internet and the quarrels in the bullet screen.
While the netizens were arguing fiercely, Su Yun had already brought a few photography brothers to a stall that sold couplets.
The stall was simple. There was a middle-aged man and a stable wooden table. There was also a brush, ink, paper, inkstone, and couplet paper on the table. There was nothing else.
This couplet was literally written. If a customer came to buy a couplet, he would write whatever words he wanted.
At this moment, the middle-aged man was bending over to write a couplet, attracting the attention of many busybodies. They all came over to take a look. They saw him dip his brush in ink, and the brush moved between dragons and snakes. A piece of red paper was written with the word 'Blessing.'
At this moment, Su Yun squeezed through the crowd and said to the middle-aged man with a smile,"Uncle Song!" You're quite busy today!"
The middle-aged man who was called Uncle Song immediately smiled when he saw Su Yun. It's Su Yun. Are you here to buy couplets? He asked if I still have to write it by hand this year…"
Seeing Su Yun nod, Uncle Song smiled and gestured with his brush. The crowd around the square table said," Then you'll have to line up..."
"It's fine, Uncle Song. I have nothing to do today. I can wait.”
Uncle Song smiled and didn't say anything. He picked up the red paper that he had cut and dipped it in ink before writing again.
Spring is always there all year round, and flowers bloom in myriad colors
Every time he wrote a couplet, the people around him would cheer and praise Uncle Song…
Just as Su Yun was cheering with the crowd, the cameraman at the side could not help but ask,
"Su Yun, there's a printed and packaged Spring Festival couplet next to it. Why don't you buy it? It's so convenient. You can leave after you buy it. It saves time and the handwriting is pretty good.”
"Or is there something special about this handwritten couplet?”
Hearing this, Su Yun shook her head and said," There's nothing particular about it. The printed couplets are packaged well, and the paper is strong.”
"It's just that my family has always liked to write by hand, and I also think that writing by hand is more festive. Of course, everyone can also understand it as a sense of ceremony for the Spring Festival?”
Hearing Su Yun talk about the sense of ceremony, the onlookers laughed.
"This little brother is right! We just like to write by hand. Those printed ones always feel less interesting.”
" I don't mean almost. When I was young, I used to write it by hand. I stuck it on the door with a little paste. I'm used to it. I always feel a little awkward when I put up printed couplets..."
Just as everyone was discussing, Uncle Song, who had just finished writing a couplet, suddenly had a change in expression. He looked up and glanced around. When he saw Su Yun, he hurriedly said,
"Su Yun! Help me take care of the stall first. I might have had a stomachache from drinking yesterday. I ran a few times this morning…"
As he spoke, Uncle Song did not care if Su Yun Tong agreed or not. He pulled Su Yun to his side. Under everyone's complaints, Uncle Song ran towards the public toilet.
Anyway, there was nothing much to do today, so it was fine to help take a look. Su Yun thought so. Moreover, Uncle Song would be back soon.
Su Yun was bored. She looked at the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table and suddenly remembered that she seemed to have drawn a calligraphy specialization.
Hence, she curiously picked up the pen and gestured a few times.
However, the moment Su Yun picked up the brush, he suddenly felt like a swordsman picking up his sword.
That feeling made Su Yun want to try writing something.
After thinking for a moment, Su Yun decided to write a Spring Festival couplet for herself. After all, Uncle Song had watched her grow up, so he wouldn't blame her.
After thinking it through, Su Yun said to the cameramen,"Brothers, I'm going to give my friends in the live broadcast room a couplet. I wish everyone a happy new year."”
After the few big brothers heard this, they naturally did not have any objections. They hurriedly gave Su Yun a close-up shot of her upper body and the entire table. They were waiting for Su Yun to write.
Of course, Su Yun's action aroused everyone's curiosity. Whether it was the netizens or the people waiting to get the couplets, they all stared intently at what Su Yun could write.
What made people even more curious was what kind of Spring Festival couplets Su Yun would write!
Under everyone's gaze, Su Yun wrote the first word on the red paper.
Ha.
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