Just as Su Yun finished writing the couplet and showed it to the camera, a voice suddenly came from behind her.
"Su Yun, thank you. Everyone must be anxious from waiting…"
When she turned around, she realized that it was Uncle Song who had written the couplet. He had returned from the toilet and saw Su Yun turn her head and say,
"Uncle Song, I had nothing to do just now, so I borrowed your paper and brush to write a couplet…"
As she spoke, Su Yun showed Uncle Song her couplet that was full of " hahaha ".
"It's okay. I'm just writing for fun!" Uncle Song was stunned at first, then he smiled and said,"You don't have to say it, Su Yun. Your handwriting is not bad!"”
After a pause, Uncle Song continued to joke,"It's just that this couplet is full of 'hahaha.' It's really a little too indecent…"
As he spoke, Uncle Song seemed to have thought of something and muttered in a low voice,
" This character is really well written. This brush technique is powerful and sharp. This skill is probably much stronger than mine…"
Impossible!
I'm already in my forties this year!
He has practiced calligraphy for more than twenty years with just one hand. How can this kid write better than me…
"What has Su Yun been doing for the past two years? You've grown so much. You've surpassed your master…"
Su Yun did not hear Uncle Song's low voice. Seeing that everyone was teasing her and that the couplet she wrote was a little indecent, Su Yun smiled and explained,
"I'm just writing it casually, mainly to make everyone happy…Don't take it seriously…"
After a burst of laughter, a big brother who was waiting to buy couplets said to Uncle Song impatiently,
"Old Song! Hurry up and write the Spring Festival couplets. Everyone has been waiting for you for a long time…"
Seeing this, Uncle Song did not hesitate any longer. He walked to the stall and began to prepare the things to write the Spring Festival couplets.
Seeing this, Su Yun hurriedly took the couplets in her hand and put them aside to dry.
Then, she walked to the back of the line to buy the Spring Festival couplets. She was prepared to line up with the big brothers who went to the market to buy the Spring Festival couplets. Logically speaking, Su Yun's actions were reasonable and polite.
However, just as Su Yun was about to reach the end of the line, Uncle Song spoke," Su Yun! Where are you going?"
Su Yun was puzzled and said with some doubt,"Aren't I waiting in line to buy the couplets?" Uncle Song, you're already back. Why should I stand here and not delay your business?”
Hearing Su Yun's words, Uncle Song smiled and said," Su Yun! You brat! You wrote so well just now. Why didn't you show off your skills and let everyone see?”
"It just so happens that your Uncle Song is also tired. I want to see how good you can write a couplet. Sigh! I say, Su Yun, why aren't you here yet?？Are you afraid that everyone will take advantage of your calligraphy?"
Hearing this, Su Yun's face was filled with embarrassment. What was there to take advantage of?!
It's just a few strokes…Besides, your Uncle Song is here, why should I steal the limelight…
With an awkward smile, Su Yun said,
"Uncle Song, what are you talking about? What calligraphy? I just wrote it randomly. My skills are not deep enough. Look at your stall. There are so many people waiting. How can I be like you and write so many couplets in one go…"
As she spoke, Su Yun walked to the back again. She wanted to continue queuing. It was the new year, and she wanted to finish shopping early 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 skills, and everyone had seen it. Her writing was indeed better than his.
Now that Su Yun had left, if I were to write again, I'm afraid that people would make a fool of me. Thinking of this, Uncle Song rushed out of the stall and wanted to pull Su Yun away.
At this moment, the surrounding big brothers also joined in and jeered,
" This young man's handwriting is so good. Come up and show everyone your skills. What a good thing. Maybe someone will take a fancy to you and give the girl to you…"
"Young man! Hurry up and write the couplet! Everyone is watching!"
"Little brother! Why aren't you writing anymore? Wasn't it written quite well just now?!”
"Su Yun, just write one for them…"
As they spoke, a group of big brothers from the market pulled Su Yun back. At this time, Uncle Song also walked over.
"Su Yun, look, everyone wants you to write. Don't be humble. Come on, show them what you can do. Today, your Uncle Song will serve you with his brush and ink.”
He couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the people. Moreover, it seemed that Uncle Song didn't care much about whether he stole the limelight or not. He was a magnanimous person.
Su Yun had no choice. She smiled bitterly and followed Uncle Song back to the table under the crowd's jeers.
Uncle Song liked to write with a brush, and he enjoyed the feeling of being surrounded by people whenever he wrote.
Uncle Song was more like a parent who liked to show off that Su Yun, a child he had watched grow up, had such good calligraphy. He hoped that everyone would see the ability of the child he had watched grow up.
Looking at the excited faces of the surrounding big brothers, Su Yun felt a little helpless.
What was going on?
Weren't you all anxious just now, waiting to take the couplets home?
Why did it seem like they could wait longer than the last?
That big brother over there, what melon seeds are you buying? I'm writing a couplet, not watching a show…
Su Yun looked at the big brothers who were buying couplets and said,"I say, big brothers, weren't you rushing Uncle Song just now?" Why are you not in a hurry now…"
" You don't have to worry about that, little brother. We were anxious just now, but we're not anxious now. We're going to be anxious later…"
As he spoke, the crowd of onlookers who were watching the show once again jeered at Su Yun,
"This little brother's handwriting is beautiful, so there's no need to write in ink. Old Song, hurry up and write in gold!”
"Yes! Gold word! Gold word! This year's celebration, spend more money to get some joy!”
Uncle Song heard everyone's cheers and laughed.
"Motherf * cker, you guys aren't even willing to buy my gold words, but you guys are supporting my Xiaoyun the moment she comes. Are you trying to anger me to death?”
Although he was laughing and scolding, Uncle Song still went to prepare the ink for the golden characters.
At this moment, Reba had already come to Su Yun's live broadcast room and had been watching for a long time. During this time, Reba was also attracted by the big episode that Su Yun was in. It was so lively.
Moreover, it was as if they knew each other. They could chat with each other. As for the latter, they did not reject anyone and welcomed them with a smile.
There was no sense of estrangement when he spoke. Instead, he sounded like an old friend who had been together for many years...
Just as Reba was lamenting, she heard everyone in the live broadcast room shouting to give Su Yun a golden word.
Seeing this, Reba suddenly became curious. In Su Yun's live broadcast room, she sent a bullet comment and asked,
"Golden words? What does that mean?"
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