At this moment, the big brothers who were selling couplets at the market clapped their hands and cheered. Although they did not know how to appreciate words, everyone had eyes.
I don't understand art, but your handwriting is beautiful and ugly. Can't I tell?
This young man might look young, but his handwriting didn't seem to be written by a young man.
This brush stroke, only one word--
Uncle Song, who was at the side, looked at the words written by Su Yun and nodded. This was gold ink. It was difficult to write, but Su Yun's words were still so beautiful.
It seemed that Su Yun's calligraphy skills were indeed much stronger than his. This made Uncle Song, who had always believed that people were the same and that there were no geniuses in the world, constantly shake his head with emotion.
When Su Yun finished writing the first couplet, she dried it and gave it to the big brother. The other people in the queue started to make a commotion.
"Everyone, one by one! Don't snatch it, we have it all…"
Su Yun had no choice but to shout loudly to maintain order. At this time, another big sister who bought couplets also walked up. Her attitude was clearly much more respectful than before.
"Little master, I want the Spring Festival couplets that symbolize making a fortune in the new year…"
"Alright, you're going to make a fortune, right? I'll give you this!”
Hearing this, Su Yun replied. She dipped the brush in ink and thought for less than three seconds before writing in one go.
First couplet: Good family wealth, second couplet: Rich family business is prosperous, horizontal criticism: Prosperous.
"Aiyo! It was so beautifully written! Thank you, Little Master!"
At this moment, an old man who looked to be in his sixties said to Su Yun,
"Little Master, I want a Spring Festival couplet that means that everything will go smoothly in the new year…"
"Yes, sir!"
The first couplet: A blessing comes at will, the second couplet: A thousand miles of spring breeze comes, horizontal: Auspicious qi filled the door.
After the old man left, a young man who was not much older than Su Yun said,
"Little Master, I just started my business this year. Give me a good Spring Festival couplet to wish my company prosperity and development…"
Hearing this, Su Yun looked up at the young man in front of her. She thought carefully and then wrote.
The first couplet: create great cause every year proud, the second couplet: exhibition Hongtu everything goes well.
The horizontal inscription reads: The four seasons are auspicious.
"This meaning is too good! Thank you, Little Master! You're really a cultured person…"
The young man smiled as he took the couplet. He did not forget to give a few more coins when he paid the bill.
Su Yun's operation was different from the masters who sold couplets to people in the past. For example, Uncle Song first gave people a copy of the Spring Festival Couplets Encyclopedia and let the people who bought couplets choose from the book.
After the person who bought the couplet looked at the words, he would give it to Uncle Song. Then, he would write according to the words on it. This was how the couplet was sold in the village market.
However, Su Yun was different. This time, the people only expressed their thoughts. He did not think much about it and wrote it down. Moreover, the meaning was quite good and it was very popular.
Initially, everyone only expressed their thoughts and wanted Su Yun to help pick a good prize. Unexpectedly, Su Yun did not even look at the Spring Festival couplets on the table and directly wrote them.
Moreover, it was so well written that it was as if Su Yun had countless classic couplets in her mind, inexhaustible.
Every couplet that was written made people extremely satisfied. Not only did the people present praise it repeatedly, but even the fans in the live broadcast room praised it one after another.
"Damn it! My brother's handwriting is so beautiful! She has such a good inner talent…"
"F * ck! Where was the person who scolded Su Yun for being boorish and only knew how to kill pigs? Come out and take a look. This is f * cking Confucius with a saber on his waist. He's good at literature and martial arts ~"
"The golden words are shiny. It will definitely look good on your door!”
Just as the netizens in the live broadcast room were discussing fervently, an unknown netizen suddenly sent a rocket in the live broadcast room. This was the first time someone had sent a gift on the show.
In Su Yun's live broadcast room, a colorful rocket suddenly flew into the sky. Along with the rocket, there was a line of text.
" Little Keke sends a rocket: Little Brother Su Yun, your writing is great. Can I ask for a Spring Festival couplet that wishes the whole family happiness and good luck? Shunfeng Express Delivery will do!"
The moment this message appeared, everyone in the live broadcast room was stunned and then flooded the screen again.
"That's right! We've always envied Su Yun's New Year. Let's buy handwritten couplets too! Wasn't this the so-called ritual in life?”
"If I can get the Spring Festival couplets by farming rockets, then I'll also farm them. It's a good luck for the New Year!”
Therefore, a group of people suddenly started to send gifts and ask for the Spring Festival couplets, although they did not send gifts as expensive as rockets like the first person.
However, it was still worth an average of 20 to 30 yuan…
At this time, Su Yun was still busy writing couplets, but the cameramen who were in charge of filming were suddenly dumbfounded.
They were still fine just now, but they saw a group of people suddenly spamming gifts on the bullet screen. The big brothers were originally puzzled. Could it be that the fans had spammed the wrong live broadcast room!
However, he saw the comments below, asking for couplets for gifts, and even asking for express delivery…
F * ck, this is a variety show broadcast room!
Not a live streamer with goods!
Moreover, with so many people sending gifts, would Su Yun be able to handle it?!
After thinking for a while, the photographer understood that this matter was not something he could handle. If the fans had asked him to help ask Su Yun some questions in the past, he would have been duty-bound.
But now, why were the fans getting more and more insatiable?!
He actually wanted Su Yun to help write the Spring Festival couplets. There were so many people. Whether Su Yun would help write them or not was another matter.
He was in the middle of a show, so how could he have the time!
However, since so many netizens had spoken, the cameraman couldn't pretend that he didn't see anything. He hurriedly called the cameraman to continue filming while he retreated to the side to call the director's team.
In the director's team.
At this moment, Director Zhang was sitting on a chair. He was still having a headache over Su Yun's report when he heard his phone ring.
"Ding! Ding!"
He picked up his phone and saw that it was the big brother in charge of Su Yun's photography team. Director Zhang was a little puzzled. Why was he calling him?
If something happened to the lower ranks, they would usually report it to the higher-ups, but there was no need to report it to their superiors, right? Thinking of this, Director Zhang suddenly frowned.
Could it be that something big had happened to Su Yun?
He quickly picked up the call and heard a slightly anxious voice from the other end of the phone.
"Hey! Director Zhang! Something happened to Su Yun's live broadcast!"
Upon hearing this, Director Zhang jumped up from his chair, his heart tightening.
F * ck! Could it be that the higher-ups had directly closed Su Yun's live broadcast room?
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