“6666! Even the officials are here to support us!"
"F * ck! Su Yun Niu Boyi!"
"God! He was definitely a god! This calligraphy has even attracted the attention of the government…"
Seeing the fervor in Su Cloud Streaming Services room, Boss Yang, who had just entered the live broadcast room, couldn't help but show some surprise in his eyes.
Why was the live broadcast room thriving?
Everyone was still so harmonious?
And they were all praising Su Yun?
Wasn't he constantly being criticized by others?
Boss Yang came in to take a look because she was more curious. Moreover, she maintained a relatively indifferent attitude towards Su Yun, an artiste who was full of scandals.
Therefore, she had never paid much attention to Su Yun. She even tried to stay as far away from Su Yun as possible.
Even Reba had been asked by her not to get too close to such a person who was full of dirt. If she was led astray…
It was true that everyone was participating in the same program, but this was the first time Boss Yang paid so much attention to Su Yun's live broadcast room.
When Boss Yang realized that no one was slandering Su Yun, he was a little confused.
However, when she subconsciously glanced at the real-time number of people in Su Cloud Streaming Services stream (Cloud Services), Boss Yang became even more unsettled, and his pupils couldn't help but widen.
"1.5 million people!"
Seeing the number of people in Su Yun's live broadcast room, Boss Yang felt terrible...
What was going on?
Why were there so many people in Su Cloud Streaming Services room?
1.5 million! What level was this?
"Impossible! I chat with my fans every day! There was never a lack of interaction! In the end, there were only a few people in the live broadcast room!”
Looking at Su Yun on the screen, Boss Yang was shocked and muttered.
Of course, it wasn't that Boss Yang's live broadcast room had few people. If she posted the data of her live broadcast room online, she could look at the entire Internet.
It was also quite explosive.
However, compared to Su Yun, she was still lacking…
"Why is this fellow Su Yun…Wasn't he covered in dirt? Why were there so many people in the live broadcast room to support him?!”
Boss Yang couldn't help but exclaim. His small mouth opened slightly, and his big eyes flickered.
It had to be said that this was beyond her understanding.
Could it be that such a popular female artiste like her could not even compare to Su Yun?
The number of people in the live broadcast room was not even on the same level as them!
Moreover, the bullet comments on the screen were all positive comments. There was not a single person who criticized Su Yun!
Impossible! Previously, the entire Internet had been slandering this young hunk!
Yesterday, he even saw news about Su Yun!
Why did those netizens who were criticizing Su Yun disappear overnight?
For a moment, Boss Yang was also a little stunned.
Could it be that he had been deceived all along?
Could it be that there was something wrong with his judgment of people?
Moreover, Boss Yang seemed to have heard someone say that the government wanted to invite Su Yun to write a couplet.
What was going on?
And even received the attention of the government?
To an actor, this was a great honor!
Although he did not know which department it was, not everyone had this honor!
Thinking of this, Boss Yang's eyes couldn't help but have a little envy.
Fortunately, Boss Yang was still regretting that he missed Su Yun's calligraphy.
After all, so many people had praised Su Yun's writing.
But how good was it to attract so many fans?
How could he even attract the government?
Now that the government wanted Su Yun to write a couplet, it meant that he had to show it again.
Thinking of this, Boss Yang's eyes widened. He was waiting to see how capable Su Yun was.
When Su Yun heard the photographer say that the government wanted her couplet, the corners of her mouth could not help but curl up.
A couplet that the government wanted to paste at the door was a great honor!
Su Yun did not expect that a small actress like her would be noticed by the higher-ups. It seemed that her efforts were not in vain...
Just as the onlookers were about to say something to praise Su Yun, they saw the latter say helplessly,
"Brothers, we don't have any red paper to write the Spring Festival couplets on anymore. Moreover, even if we have red paper, it won't work.”
When the cameraman heard this, he was stunned.
What did he mean?
It was easy to deal with without the red paper!
Why don't we just go and buy it?
Why can't I use the red paper?
"Why, Su Yun? Other netizens can write with red paper, but your government can't do it at noon?”
Seeing the photographer's anxious look, he must have misunderstood her. Su Yun smiled and quickly explained,
"The people who buy Spring Festival couplets from Uncle Song are basically farmers or residents of the surrounding towns. They all use ordinary-sized Spring Festival couplets.”
"But big brother, we are writing couplets for the government this time. Think about how big their door is. The paper must be super large.”
Immediately after, Su Yun said helplessly,
"Uncle Song has used up all the paper here. If you want to buy it, it's a big market in the countryside. They only sell things that are short for the family. There's no such big red paper..."
Upon hearing Su Yun's words, the onlookers, including the cameraman, nodded. Indeed, there was no one.
However, not long after he finished speaking, he saw Uncle Song suddenly pat Su Yun's shoulder and said with a smug expression,
"Su Yun, don't you just want the big red paper? There was! Who said there isn't!"
Uncle Song scratched his head in embarrassment when he saw the surprised looks on everyone's faces.
"Actually, I've prepared a complete set of ink, paper, and inkstone for writing the couplet. However, after so many years, no one has bought it, and I haven't had the chance to use it…"
"Wait, I'll go get it for you!”
As he spoke, Uncle Song jogged over and took out a huge roll of red paper from the car. There was also a large brush for writing big characters.
Looking at Uncle Song, who was holding the big red paper and walking towards her with a smile, Su Yun was somewhat speechless.
There was even this…
This Uncle Song…
Then what else could he say!
Write!
Uncle Song borrowed six tables from the surrounding stalls. After some work, he unfolded the huge red papers.
At this moment, everyone looked at Su Yun with anticipation.
Just now, everyone had seen Su Yun's calligraphy and the inexhaustible Spring Festival couplets in Su Yun's mind.
Now, everyone wanted to know what Su Yun would write.
Old Madam Li, who was watching the live broadcast, was also looking forward to it. She looked at her old man and asked,
"Old Li, what do you think this little guy will write?”
" Hahaha, I can't guess what they're doing. But…I'm sure they'll write something different from the Spring Festival couplets of ordinary people…"
Su Yun held the brush and stood in front of the table with the red paper spread out. Suddenly, her eyes lit up as she thought of what to write.
Writing couplets for the government definitely couldn't be the same as ordinary farmers, such as making a fortune…
For example, having a child early…
If this was pasted on the government gate, those who didn't know better would think that it was something…
After thinking for a long time, Su Yun finally started writing.
Under everyone's gaze, Su Yun was like a swimming dragon as he attacked.
After a while, the couplet was finished.
He served the people diligently and conscientiously, and made contributions to the country.
Horizontal caption: Happy New Year
Looking at the few lines of words that Su Yun wrote, Elder Lee was grinning from ear to ear behind the screen.
"Hahaha! This brat! Well written!"
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