Volume 1, Chapter 294: Giving names to 100,000 children.
Ye Tingmu was very patient and spoke very carefully, not only explaining the origin of the surname in detail.
The meaning and significance of the name are simply stated to the children.
Through the use of examples, although the children are still young, they can understand some of it.
"......This is the name, do you understand?"
The children seemed to be lost in thought, and there seemed to be a glimmer of light in their ignorant eyes.
A five-year-old girl stood up and said, "I understand. My name is Xiaohua, so my last name is Xiao. Well... I will become a flower when I grow up, right?"
Another six-year-old boy had a sour look on his face.
"My name is Niu Dan, so when I grow up, won't I turn into an egg?"
Another one just burst into tears with a loud "wow".
"Wuwuwu... I don't want to, I don't want to turn into shit."
"Haha, then I can turn into a dragon when I grow up."
Listening to a group of children talking at the same time, Ye Tingmu's face couldn't help but twitch.
Children are children after all, and their ability to understand is limited.
Of course, their ideas are also simple.
Some people laughed because their nicknames were nice.
Some people are sad because their nicknames are not nice.
It's that simple.
Seeing this scene, Ye Tingmu also spoke quickly.
"You don't call me by my name, you call me by my nickname, just like you call me Shujian Hou, understand?"
The children were stunned again.
Is it a nickname?
The kid named Skinny Monkey spoke at this moment.
He said to Ye Tingmu: "We are orphans, destined to become the lowest class of people when we grow up. And the lowest class of people should not have names, and will not have names."
After he said this, most of the children chose to lower their heads in silence.
Yes, they are just untouchables. How can untouchables have so-called names, let alone surnames?
Seeing the children lowering their heads, Ye Tingmu stood up.
He glanced at the crowd and said loudly: "Who said that untouchables can't have names? And who said that you must be untouchables?"
Everyone looked up at him. Facing Ye Tingmu's question, the answer was already certain in their hearts.
Ye Tingmu continued: "Look at yourselves, is there any difference between you and me?"
Everyone looked at each other in suspicion.
"I tell you, there is no difference. They all have two hands, two legs, two eyes and one mouth."
"We are all human beings, we all look the same, and we are all born to eat grains. Who is born superior to others?"
"Even if there is, what does it have to do with you?"
“If fate is unfair, please don’t complain, change it, work hard to change it.”
He took a deep breath and his eyes quickly swept over the children.
"I am here today to tell you that from today on, you can have a name. This is the right I give you, and it is also the right given to you by God!"
Do you have a name?
They stared at Ye Tingmu blankly, the shock in their eyes turned into confusion, and then into excitement.
Can they have names now?
They didn't understand, but at this moment an inexplicable joy surged in their hearts.
Ye Tingmu came here today just for this matter.
These children are all homeless people, and if they want to be registered, they must have names.
But he knew that kids like them didn't have names.
Even the nicknames overlap.
So he wanted to tell these children what a name is, and he also wanted them to have a name.
"Can we really have a name?"
"Yes, can I have a surname too?"
"Does that mean we are no longer pariahs?"
Ye Tingmu nodded seriously.
He said solemnly: "Yes, from now on, you should think of a name for yourself, and then I will have someone come to register tomorrow."
"Remember, you are not untouchables, you are human beings. Your fate is not determined by the words of others. You must hold your future in your own hands."
"Either you have a strong fist and change your destiny with strength, or you study hard and change your destiny with knowledge."
"As long as you are willing to change, I will help you. After this place is built, I will find the best teachers in the world to teach you. You can practice martial arts or study. Of course, it would be best if you can learn both martial arts and literature."
"So, remember, your destiny is in your own hands. If you don't want to live a life of mediocrity, then work hard. Do you understand?"
After hearing his words, the children became extremely excited.
They don't understand the big principles, but they can always understand what is said.
And they believed what Ye Tingmu said.
Whether it is reading or practicing martial arts.
For them, who already have irregular meals and may starve to death at any time, it is just a fantasy, an unattainable existence.
But now Ye Tingmu told them that they also have such an opportunity.
How could this not make them excited?
"Then can we be as good as you?"
"Yeah yeah......."
Ye Tingmu looked at the child who asked the question with tenderness in his eyes.
He said seriously, "Yes, as long as you study hard or practice martial arts and give it your all, you will be as powerful as me in the future, or even more powerful than me."
Is this just empty talk? Yes.
This is just empty talk.
But it is also true that if you want to change your destiny, then work hard.
You are already outside the starting line. If you don’t work hard, you won’t even be able to reach the starting point of others in this life.
How can you compare with those who are born at the finish line?
There was light gradually in the children's eyes, and their young faces showed expectations for the future.
Before this, they felt that living was a terrible thing.
Because they don’t know what the future holds.
They were confused and there was darkness before their eyes.
But now it’s different.
Because a fire is burning in their hearts.
Because Ye Tingmu planted a seed of desire in their hearts.
The changes in everyone at this moment naturally fell into Ye Tingmu's eyes.
He was very pleased; this was exactly the effect he wanted.
And to be honest, he is doing this for their own good. As for whether they can change, that depends on themselves.
He can give everyone a chance, but whether they can seize it is not up to him.
After all, these children are not Jinghong, Qingfeng, Guanqi and Fenghe.
He spoke again.
"Okay, don't get too excited. Your task now is to give yourself a name. According to what I just said, give yourself a name you like?"
The children whispered.
The sounds merged into one.
What they want is a name, a name that belongs to them, and also a life that starts their new future.
It's a name and a key.
The skinny monkey looked up, gritted his teeth, and looked confused. He asked, "Can we have any last name we want?"
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