Fame starts with the radio

Chapter 117 The Sutra of Happiness

"What I'm sharing with you is the great book "The Book of Happiness" that I just finished a few days ago! Listen up, everyone..."

The fat man rolled up his sleeves, cleared his throat, and began to recite while shaking his head.

"Happy eyes, happy ears, happy nose, happy tongue, happy body, and happiness for your whole family!"

"Happiness in the nasal cavity, happiness in the throat, happiness in the trachea, happiness in the bronchi, happiness in the lungs, happiness in the diaphragm..."

"Happiness at Xianyang Bus Station, Happiness at Xianyang Airport, Happiness at Xianyang Railway Station, Happiness at Xianyang Radio Station..."

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Regarding Fatty's spoof, Ling Yun originally wanted to laugh, but before he could laugh out loud, he heard other people nodding their heads in praise.

"This poem is rich in content and all-inclusive. It can also be used as a small encyclopedia dictionary, which is convenient for readers to look up relevant knowledge."

"Yeah, I can't imagine that this young man with an ordinary appearance can write such a great book. Officials read this book and understand their original mission. Scholars read this book and realize the philosophy of happiness. Businessmen read this book, and their enterprises are happy. People read this book, enjoy world peace.”

"It seems that we are still working too hard behind closed doors. Now this young man is pushing the waves forward. He is really amazing..."

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Listening to everyone's praiseful words, Ling Yun's three views were blown, but the fat man was still reciting excitedly, with lotus blossoms on his tongue and white foam at the mouth.

"Happiness at first birth, happiness at full moon, happiness at 1 days, happiness at 2 year old, happiness at 3 years old, happiness at [-] years old..."

"One second of happiness, two seconds of happiness, three seconds of happiness, four seconds of happiness..."

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In fact, this is just compliments and politeness in the industry, and what they are talking about is some panacea-style rainbow farts. As for whether your poem is good or not, I only know it in my heart, and other uncles may not be able to tell if they have tinnitus and deafness.

But this group of uncles still underestimated the enemy...

They didn't expect that Fatty didn't play B according to the routine. They thought that a few compliments to Fatty would be the end of it, but they didn't expect that after boasting for a full 5 minutes, the guy read it even louder...

So slowly, no one in the carriage spoke...

Another 5 minutes later...

An old man in the carriage snored...

Then the phenomenon of human-to-human transmission quickly occurred, and the snoring began one after another...

"Fatty, you put them all to sleep..."

Ling Yun tugged at Fatty's clothes, and Fatty then sat down in his seat.

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After driving for another 2 hours, he turned around and didn't know where he was. Occasionally, Ling Yun was awakened by a bump. He stretched his head and looked out the window in a daze, but it felt like he had arrived at a new place. world.

Before coming here, it was a metropolis full of traffic, but now the outside has become a valley village...

"Everyone, we went to Caogu Village in Liyun County this year. This village has not yet escaped poverty. The villagers are living in a very difficult situation. Our Cultural Office and various units have sent a total of rice, flour, grain, oil and some simple food to Caogu Village this time. daily necessities..."

Poverty is sometimes a quantifier without a specific numerical reference. If you don’t see it with your own eyes, you may not be able to understand the true meaning of the word more deeply.

Even Ling Yun, who walked out from the depths of the mountain, thought that his childhood life was poor enough.

but……

After entering this so-called Grass Valley Village, he was shocked again.

A group of them entered the village along the path, and when they reached the entrance of the village, they saw a group of dirty children standing in rags and looking at them from a distance.

Most of the children in this group were still wearing unlined clothes, and they were obviously modified from the clothes of adults. The shoes were even more varied, such as cloth shoes, slippers, sneakers, leather shoes...

Almost all the shoes you can see on the market are found in this group of children, and it seems that they can see the change in Ling Yun's expression.

Zhou Cheng walked last to explain to him.

"This village is a well-known extremely poor village. Most of the clothes and shoes worn by the children are donated by caring people, so the style, size and color can only be hit by random luck."

"Usually so many people show love, why don't these children even have cotton clothes and trousers?"

"Hehe, do you think those who offer love really offer love?"

Zhou Cheng smiled meaningfully, but didn't speak clearly, leaving Ling Yun stunned.

When we arrived at the village, a middle-aged man in a leather jacket came out from afar.

"Oh, how are you, Director Liang, President You, and President Hua, welcome..."

He reached out his hand and shook hands warmly with Director Liang and others who led the team.

Zhou Cheng introduced Fatty Lingyun later.

"This is the village head of Grass Valley Village. I don't remember the name. Anyway, he wears this leather jacket every year. So we call him Old Pi in private, and he is happy to accept it."

Next, under the leadership of Lao Pi, everyone was divided into two teams. One team went door-to-door to distribute rice, flour, grain, oil, calendars, etc., and the other team stayed at the gate of the village committee, set up a long table, and put red paper on it. , pen and ink, etc., You Yang, Hua Tong and more than a dozen old men from calligraphy and painting associations wrote Spring Festival couplets for the villagers for free.

"Zhou Tai, it's only New Year's Day, and there is still more than a month before the Chinese New Year. How about writing Spring Festival couplets now?"

Because Ling Yun was young, he was directly called and left to move the table. He would whisper to Zhou Cheng among the villagers waiting to receive the Spring Festival couplets.

Zhou Cheng might be afraid of being overheard, so he lowered his voice and explained to him in a low voice.

"It doesn't matter if it's early or not. Anyway, the photos and videos of their Spring Festival couplets will not be posted until the Spring Festival. Who would know that they were written on New Year's Day? For ordinary people, they don't need money anyway. It doesn't matter if they write early or late. So one doesn't care, the other doesn't matter, you... just watch the fun."

"I've opened my eyes... So this is called charity?"

"Hehe, this is enough charity, you know? The media has exposed it before. Some people came to give money and gifts, and then took the things back after taking a video. If you don't spend a penny, a philanthropist will donate it for nothing." Love's name."

Ling Yun was dumbfounded, not knowing what to say, looking at the poor villagers in front of him, he couldn't imagine that this kind of poverty could be used in such a way in the eyes of some people.

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This You Yang is much better than the little guy who made limericks before, he rolled up his sleeves and picked up the brush, and the brush was like a dragon and a snake, flying like a dragon!
This handwriting immediately won a lot of applause, and Ling Yun joined in the fun and squeezed up to take a look.

The first couplet is: Spring is always there all year round!

The second line is: colorful flowers bloom forever!
Hengpi: Happy New Year!
The villagers who took the Spring Festival couplets couldn't help but thanked them repeatedly, and others followed suit.

"Haha, this couplet is good. This place has beautiful mountains and clear waters, and it is full of purples and reds in spring, which is quite poetic."

"Good people, good characters, good couplets!"

"The couplet fits the artistic conception, President You is amazing..."

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(End of this chapter)