The strongest system is in the city

Chapter 302 Su Qingyun's Birth Mother

"Oh, hehe, yes, then how much did you count?" Wang Shuyin touched the head of his six or seven-year-old grandson, and said aloud, he knew that his grandson Wang Xiaoyu's teacher had a way of teaching, and he was a very good teacher.

"Uh cough cough" Wang Xiaoyu touched the back of his head, blushing with embarrassment, "I only counted a dozen and my head is confused, there are those with our surname Wang, some with the surname Li, and some with the surname Li. Zhou’s oops, there are so many anyway, but it’s a pity that I forgot it when I turned around, and I can’t remember it at all.”

While speaking, Wang Xiaoyu's face was full of bitterness!

"Hey, I said Xiaoyu, Mr. Su Qingyun in our village is a great talent, why don't you ask him for advice." At this time, a villager next to Zhou smiled and suggested.

Although it was meant to be a joke, Wang Xiaoyu listened to it, and stared at Su Qingyun with a pair of eyes, looking forward to it, "Uncle Su, can you help me make statistics, I feel like my brain is going to be pulverized." It's blurry."

"Surname?!" Hearing the trouble of Wang Shuyin's grandson Wang Xiaoyu, who is also one of his daughter Xiao Yuxin's good playmates, Su Qingyun couldn't help but startled slightly, thinking of something.

After pondering for a moment, he rubbed Wang Xiaoyu's little head, and said aloud, "I had nothing to do some time ago, and I happened to do some research on surnames, and I made up a nursery rhyme, please help me prepare the pen, ink and paper Yan, I'll write it down so that the children in Yunling Village can better grasp our country's surname in the future."

"Oops, Baba is going to write nursery rhymes again, hehehe, uncles, come with me, and I will take you to get pens, ink, paper and inkstones." Hearing what Paba said, Xiao Yuxin said sweetly with a smile, and immediately came from the village A few villagers walked out and followed Xiao Yuxin into the exquisite bamboo house.

a little later.

In the field where Xiao Tianba and King Cobra confronted each other, the desks, pens, inks, papers and inkstones were all set up. Seeing Su Qingyun make a move, the old village chief came to the inkstone with a cane and a wisp of beard, "Since it is for the old The grandson and the children in the village write nursery rhymes, and I will grind ink for Mr. Su."

"Thank you, village chief."

Listening to Wang Shuyin's words, Su Qingyun did not refuse. Looking at the blank paper exuding the fragrance of rice paper, he began to brew his thoughts. Seeing Su Qingyun like this, Xu Ke and others also surrounded him curiously. They were extremely curious about what Su Qingyun would do. How to make a nursery rhyme about surnames.

After a while, the old village chief finished grinding the ink. Su Qingyun skillfully raised his hand to pick up the brush, then licked the ink on the tip of the pen, and returned to the rice paper again. Then the pen walked like a snake, and he just wrote down with ease, a generation of calligraphers In an instant, with Su Qingyun as the center, the aura enveloped the entire field, causing everyone's hearts to tremble. Pairs of eyes stared at the rice paper unblinkingly, looking forward to Mr. Su's next operation .

Yunling Village, in the road field.

The breeze is blowing, like gentle hands, touching people's skin, it feels very gentle and comfortable, coupled with the rich and tangy osmanthus fragrance of the thousand-year-old osmanthus king, it makes people feel comfortable and relaxed physically and mentally.

The fans in the live broadcast room, seeing the scene that happened in the road field, lifted up the small benches one by one, licked the melon seeds and locked their eyes on the screen, with great anticipation and great interest in their hearts.

"This is... I have an intuition that the male god is going to pretend to be aggressive again!"

"Uh, ahem, it seems to be true. When he was in Tianhai, the male god fought hard against the Yanjing Writers Association, and finally directly abused Chu Yang, a literary master, into a dog."

"Hey, that's right, the male god's song "Nian Nvjiao Chibi Nostalgia" is now in the textbook."

"Not only that, but also the last eternal couplet 'Yan Suo Pond Willow'." Up to now, no one has come up with a neat and convincing second couplet. "

"Meow, who knows what the male god is going to do this time!"

The numerous barrages, like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, jumped up, and all kinds of scenes of Su Qingyun's male god pretending to be coquettish in the past appeared in his mind, and his eyes were full of anticipation and interest. .

It is undeniable that at this moment, Su Qingyun is once again attracting attention, and the fans in the live broadcast room are flying high all the way at this moment.

One hundred thousand!

13! 15! 18! !

Just under the soaring fans, Su Qingyun's breath was brewing, and he came to the upper right corner of the rice paper with a pen, and then swiped it down, "Hundred Family Names" appeared on the rice paper, vigorous and powerful calligraphy The eyes of the old village chief and Xu Ke and his party lit up.

The fans in the live broadcast room also saw their talented men and gods again after two years, and once again showed their masterpieces of calligraphy, and then, in one go, "Zhao Qiansun Li, Zhou Hao, Zheng Wang. Feng Chen Chuwei, Jiang Chen, Han Yang "Zhu Qin Youxu, He Lu Shizhang" Su Qingyun scribbled down, as if he was completing a work of art, and Song Linger saw the big pig's trotters showing their power again, a pair of beautiful eyes fell on the rice paper , Whispered and began to read, and this time, the beautiful eyes sparkled, and the eyes looking at the big pig's hooves were full of surprise and disbelief.

"This guy." With a catchy rhythm, every word represents a surname. How could it be, how could it be possible, there are countless surnames in Longguo. In this way, it was compiled into a nursery rhyme, what kind of evil genius did I meet two years ago.

"Hiss" "I'll be good!"

"This really rhymes. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it. The surname of Long Guo could be edited like this."

An assistant director beside Xu Ke took a deep breath with his eyes wide open, staring at the rice paper unblinkingly, and the 12 trillion brain cells in his mind fell into a roaring mode at this moment.

Meow, this is. Surname can play like this? ?

The same is true for the old village chief and the surrounding villagers. Although the villagers have not received higher education, there are still quite a few people in big characters. When he looked at Mr. Su in the field again, his eyes completely changed.

"Damn it, this is Zhao Qiansun Li, Zhou Hao, King Zheng, mother Xipi's, the male god is still that male god, dick as always!"

"Damn, this surname can also rhyme, and I'm drunk too." The fans in the live broadcast room repeatedly complained, and then attracted more fans to watch, staring at the flamboyant Su Qingyun on the screen one by one, shocked and shocked. It is unbelievable that it is like a torrential river that goes on and on, and is like the flood of the Yellow River that is out of control.

Who would have thought that their common surnames could be studied so far, and this is just the beginning.

"Kong Cao Yan Hua, Jin Wei Tao Jiang. Qi Xie Zou Yu, Bai Shui Dou Zhang. Yun Su Pan Ge, Xi Fan Peng Lang. Lu Wei Chang Ma, Miao Feng Hua Fang."

"Wanqi Sima, Shangguan Ouyang. Xiahou Zhuge, Wen Ren Dongfang. Helian Huangfu, Yuchi Gongyang. Tantai Gongye, Zongzheng Puyang."

Eloquently, one after another surnames appeared on the rice paper, first single-character surnames and then compound surnames. This operation is not unprecedented, but it is definitely an unprecedented move.

In particular, when everyone studied the complex surname, they immediately felt that they were tall and superior, and they were extremely comfortable, "Wanqi Sima, Shangguan Ouyang."Zhuge, Marquis of Xia, heard of people in the East. 'So codified, so talented, so rhymed, Mother Hippie's, one word: Fabulous!