Rebirth: Grab the Heart and Still Love

Su Song took Long Yue to the library anyway, the study room where he stayed just now.

Long Yue bought a total of [-] sheets of red paper and borrowed two pairs of scissors from a friend's house. After the tools were ready, the two of them occupied a table in the library and started cutting the paper.

From the moment they came in, the eyes of the college students who had chatted with Su Song secretly turned around Su Song a few times.After a while, she finally couldn't help but leaned over, "Little friend, what are you doing?"

Su Song raised his head from cutting the paper, saw that the girl who asked him was the girl just now, so he explained with a smile: "Cut the paper, write couplets later and sell it."

"Sell it?" The college student looked at him in surprise, "You know how to do business at such a young age!"

"No, I'm with my brother." Su Song pointed to Long Yue and said with a smile.

Long Yue continued cutting the paper in silence, completely ignoring what the two of them meant.

"Let me help you!" The college student said enthusiastically, then took out a pair of scissors from his schoolbag, and gestured twice in his hand, "I happened to have scissors with me."

"But sister, aren't you reading?" Su Song hesitated, and the speed of helping would be much faster if one more person helped, but the girl in front of him was not familiar with them, so I would be embarrassed if I wasted her time.

"It's okay," the college student said with a smile, "I'm tired from reading, and I just want to relax."

Seeing what she said, Su Song no longer refused, gave her a few pieces of red paper, and pointed to the paper he had already cut to train her: "You can use the one I cut as a template first, and cut it by comparison. The size has to be the same, it’s okay to be slower, don’t cut it crookedly.”

The college student nodded. This job is not difficult, it depends on carefulness, and girls are better than boys in this aspect.After the college students cut out two pieces, they started to become proficient, faster than Su Song and Long Yue combined.

Even Long Yue couldn't help but secretly glanced at her several times, secretly imitating her movements.

So three seemingly unrelated people cut paper around a table, and the atmosphere was quiet and harmonious.After a while, the girl was unwilling to be lonely, she kept moving her hands, and at the same time she was able to separate her thoughts to get close to Su Song:

"What's your name, kid?"

"Su Song."

"This name is so nice. Let me call you Xiao Song! My name is Zhang Lili, you can call me Sister Lili." Girls are very familiar with children, especially those who poke Zhang Lili so cute like Su Song. The warm man is bursting with maternal love in an instant.

If we want to use the Internet language in the future, we have to describe it like this: Congratulations to the player Su Song for getting a mother fan√

"Xiao Song, why did you come to sell Spring Festival couplets? You are only so old, and it's so cold outside. Does your family agree?"

Su Song's gaze never left the red paper in front of him. As a surgeon in his previous life, his movements were not slow, and he held the scissors deftly with both hands, forming another couplet in an instant.

"No way, I'm poor, so I can only find a way to earn pocket money by myself."

He spoke in an old-fashioned tone, half joking and half serious, Zhang Lili smiled, glanced at Long Yue by the way, and then said: "You are too young, they don't accept child labor, you'd better stay at home obediently It’s good to study. But your brother, he should be in high school, right?”

Hearing that she seemed to mean something, Su Song's heart moved, and instead of Long Yue, he replied: "He's a sophomore in high school."

Zhang Lili said: "Well, this age is not too young. If you really want to earn pocket money, you can try your luck near the university town. Many restaurants there recruit student workers."

Long Yue, who had been pretending to be dead over there, had his ears pricked up. After she finished speaking, he finally opened his mouth: "Is the salary of student workers high?"

Long Yue's question made Zhang Lili look at him flattered. Seeing that his eyes were serious, as if he really needed a part-time job, she couldn't help but become serious, pondered for a while, and said everything she knew: "Well, For student workers, it depends on whether it is full-time or part-time. If it is a full-time job during the holidays, it is about 150 a month, and if it is a part-time job, it is 1 yuan an hour, at least 6 hours a day, and at least five days a week. This is a general situation, specific, or It depends on the boss."

150 a month is not too much, but Long Yue can save some if he saves it. The most important thing is that the money is stable!Now Long Yue's source of income is the living expenses left to him by his parents before they left, as well as the extra money he usually earns by working as a thug for others.There is not much left for that living allowance, and the extra money he earns is not stable. If he doesn't think of a way to make money, he won't even be able to pay the tuition for the next semester.

He vaguely made a decision, he didn't know if he could make money selling Spring Festival couplets, and even if he could, he wouldn't be able to sell them for a few days.He planned to go to the university city to try his luck after the Spring Festival, at least he had to earn his tuition.A high school diploma is the minimum requirement for his sister He Shan.

Zhang Lili saw his decision from Long Yue's eyes, and she couldn't help persuading him: "I think you should focus on your studies now, making money or something, and you have plenty of time in college!"

Long Yue didn't speak anymore, he lowered his head and continued cutting the paper silently.

Zhang Lili, who was left out in the cold, glanced at Su Song in embarrassment, Su Song smiled at her comfortingly, and changed the subject: "Sister Lili, may I write some couplets for you to read?"

"Okay... okay." I didn't expect Su Song to write the couplets. Just now I heard that they were going to sell couplets. Zhang Lili thought it was Long Yue who was going to sell the couplets.Looking at the immature Su Song, suspicion surged in her heart, and she began to have doubts about their purpose—couldn’t selling couplets be just Su Song’s idea to play on a whim?What good words can a child write?Can someone sell it?

But looking at Su Song with a serious face, he skillfully took out tools and grinded them, then smoothed out the red paper and spread it on the table, picked up the pen, thought for a moment, leaned over slightly, and splashed ink on the red paper.

"The spring rain moistens everything with silk, and the red plums embroider thousands of mountains."

"Good! Good word!"

Before Zhang Lili recovered from the shock of Su Song's good handwriting, a voice full of admiration sounded behind her.

"Little friend, your writing is really good! How many years have you been practicing calligraphy? Which teacher did you learn from?" The person who spoke was a middle-aged man with a refined temperament. He looked at Su Song with admiration, and asked with a smile After saying a few words to him, she turned her gaze back to the Spring Festival couplets he had written, and muttered to herself: "People say that Ouyang Shenyun has the tendons and bones, and you have a family of your own at such a young age. Not bad, not bad!"

"I have been studying for 6 years, and I learned it from Mr. Zhao in the Calligraphy Association." Su Song replied politely. Although he was a little baffled by the excitement of the person in front of him, the person in front of him was praising him, and he should be polite. must have.

"Zhao Yongquan?" There are only a few people with the surname Zhao in the Calligraphy Association, and Mr. Zhao's regular script is well-known all over the country, so it's not surprising that he guessed it right away.

Seeing Su Song nodded, he suddenly said: "His apprentice, no wonder. But Zhao Yongquan has accepted a good student!" The middle-aged man said with emotion, and patted Su Song on the shoulder by the way.

"Thank you teacher for the compliment." Su Song was very ashamed by the compliment, and touched his head shyly.This person called Mr. Zhao by his first name. It seems that the two of them should be quite familiar with each other, and they are about the same age. It is not wrong for Su Song to call him Mr. Zhao.

The middle-aged man was very happy, "My surname is Zhou, you can call me Teacher Zhou. What do you buy so much red paper for? Are you using it to write Spring Festival couplets?"

Su Song lowered her head in embarrassment, and said with little confidence: "Mmm, um, I plan to write it and sell it..."

Hearing this, Teacher Zhou laughed loudly, "What's the big deal! You don't have to be embarrassed to sell your work for money."

After that, he looked at the couplet just now again, raised his head, and asked Su Song: "Can you write other fonts? Can you know running script?"

Su Song said: "I can write a little." His running script is better than regular script.

Teacher Zhou's eyes lit up, "Then you can write another copy for me, using cursive script."

Su Song had some guesses in his heart, but he didn't say it out. He laid out the paper and picked up the pen, all in one go.

"Smooth sailing and good year after year, everything goes well with backgammon."

"Okay, okay, it's better than regular script." Teacher Zhou stared at Su Song hesitantly for a while, finally sighed, and repeated: "Zhao Yongquan has accepted a good student!"

Su Song smiled and said nothing.

"I bought these two couplets, and I will give you a good start to your business." Teacher Zhou took out a brand new [-] from his pocket and handed it to Su Song.

Both Long Yue and Zhang Lili's eyes widened.

Su Song was also frightened. He guessed that Mr. Zhou in front of him would buy it, but he didn't expect him to spend so much money to buy it.Quickly waved his hands, "Teacher Zhou, this is too much!"

"Not much. Your word is worth it!"

He had to give whatever he wanted, but in the end Su Song had no choice but to accept his kindness, carefully rolled up the two Spring Festival couplets and handed them to him, gratefully saying: "Thank you, Mr. Zhou, and I wish you a happy New Year!"

Teacher Zhou took two couplets and left happily with his hands behind his back. He walked for a long time before Zhang Lili recovered from the shock and looked at Su Song in disbelief, "Xiao Song, you are so amazing! "

Long Yue's eyes were also shining, "I'm thinking now, should we raise the price..."

"You think so beautifully!" Su Song gave him a blank look, "This teacher Zhou probably knows my teacher, so he paid such a high price."

The implication is, boy, pies are not available every day, put away your daydreams.

Then, he laid out another piece of paper, wrote a new couplet, and gave it to Zhang Lili, "Sister Lili, thank you for your help today, this couplet should be my New Year's gift to you, I wish you a new year hapiness!"

Perhaps half an hour ago, Zhang Lili would have been indifferent to a pair of Spring Festival couplets given by a child, but when the Spring Festival couplets were sold at a high price of 25 yuan a pair, Zhang Lili's eyes changed when she looked at the couplets in her hands.I took the couplets from Su Song with both hands as if receiving an imperial decree, rolled them up and tied them with rubber bands, and put them in my schoolbag with great care—just kidding, this is a couplet worth 25 yuan a pair!