Although all the generals felt that what I was doing was a bit unfair, they couldn't fight against someone who was so afraid of even the cunning master, so they all squatted aside and cursed, waiting for the new name to be announced.
With a stroke of his pen, Mr. Long wrote down the names Zhen Rui and Zhen Li.
Everyone gathered around and thought, well, you can say that this person is literate. The two characters he wrote out are the most numerous gestures.
As a kindergarten graduate and committed to developing the arithmetic industry, Ling Ling pinched his chin and nodded, "Well, Yuwen Zhenrui, Yuwen Zhenli, it adds up to four words, which is more powerful than the ordinary three words. Let's look at Zhen Rui first.
"Zhen's left and right structure is two directions, and Rui is an up and down structure, which is also two directions. Adding it up, we have southeast, northwest, which is often said to kill all directions. This name is most suitable for men."
Everyone heard what he said was very reasonable, especially the transition from the structure to killing all directions was very smooth, without any abruptness or stiffness at all.
"This Zhen Li, let's interpret it from the perspective of connection, that is, Yuwen is really powerful, right? The people of the Yuwen family are really powerful, and the soldiers of the Yuwen family are also very powerful. Even we praised it, so the meaning of this name is
It’s relatively broad, and it means that the sea is open to all rivers and inclusive. Girls are broad-minded and can accept all rivers, so this name is suitable for women, and our little Liang can use it.”
Lightning's words received a lot of admiring looks.
Yu Wenxiao and Luo Man looked at each other, not knowing what expressions to make. Even Ling Ling was so shameless. He had reached a peak state. He spoke nonsense in a serious tone and believed it first.
That kind of confident and greasy light makes me want to throw shit at him.
However, Mr. Long clapped his hands and said, "Well said, this is how these two names are interpreted. Lightning Boy has a bright future."
He glanced at it and asked Luo Man and Yu Wenxiao, "What do you think?"
After being slightly stunned for 0.3 seconds, Yu Wenxiao immediately applauded, "Well said, I understand it in my heart. These two names are simply a stroke of genius. Okay, let's call them Zhen Li and Zhen Rui."
Luo Man turned around, she was his biological child and there was no need to flatter her.
She was a little sad, why didn't her mother come?
Isn't it a big deal for her to give birth to a child?
Negative emotions surged up again and again, and she felt that her postpartum depression was coming again. After entering the house, she held a baby in one hand and tried to squeeze out a few tears, but tears, like her milk, were relatively scarce.
If you can't squeeze it out with all your strength, you can't pretend to be pitiful.
Master Long opened the door and went in. Yu Wenxiao immediately followed, but before he could cross the threshold, the door was closed, blocking him out.
He turned around smoothly, smiled and patted Lightning on the shoulder, "Well said, well said. Well, you have a bright future."
Lightning was a little floating, and he said to the generals: "Reading is still useful, you should read more."
The generals are discussing new names. To be honest, they are a little disgusted with the names Xiaodao and Xiaoliang. How about the names of Xiaodao and Xiaoliang? They are neither high-end and classy, nor low-key, luxurious and down-to-earth.
Or Zhen Li, Zhen Rui, this is a good name.
Although I have a lot of puzzles about Lord Long, there are always a lot of puzzles in life. It would be very tiring to have to understand everything.
Just pick the ones you are interested in and ask for answers.
When Luo Man saw his father coming in, he felt even more aggrieved and turned around, pretending to ignore him.
Mr. Long reached out to pick up the children. The faces of the two children were a little congested, and the posture of Luomanjia just now was wrong.
Mr. Long put them on the table and looked at them carefully, as if trying to find some resemblance to his on the child's face. The eyes were fine, but everything else looked like his father.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Mr. Long then asked his daughter.
"It's not uncomfortable, she's busy." It's been like this since she was a child, and big things are not as important as things in her office.