"DD City in China is the main gathering area for Koreans, with a population of nearly 20,000 Koreans. Part of this Korean population settled in Dandong in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, and the earliest traces can be traced back to the Tang Dynasty.
In addition, since the 1850s, many Koreans have moved in. Especially in 1869, when northern Korea suffered a major disaster, a large number of Koreans moved here.
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It is reported that this Korean ethnic group mainly has the surname Jin. Later, with the chaos in the Northeast, some people moved to Peiping, the capital of the Manchu Qing government, and settled down. Later Aisin Gioro changed his surname to Jin because of the chaos at that time.
In order to avoid trouble, some people changed their surname to Su. It was supposed to be changed back later, but as the turmoil lasted for a long time, many people died and lived in various places. Gradually, the surname Su was used as their real surname.
Moreover, wrestling, football, swing, springboard, tug-of-war, track and field, etc. are all traditional Korean sports and entertainment activities that have been handed down since ancient times.
Su Feng's sprinting talent probably comes from this.
And Su Feng’s appearance, too.”
"Wait" Su Feng stopped Chen Zhilong from continuing to read.
Ever since Su Feng found out that he had become Jin Feng yesterday, he didn't pay much attention at first. After all, there were so many things from Korea. Confucius was from Korea, so he was very honored.
But just today, some unscrupulous person directly translated the original text of the Korean media into Chinese and posted it on the Internet. Now it became even more lively. Many people came to ask Su Feng if it was true.
After sending those people away, Su Feng left one of them, Chen Zhilong, and asked him to find the article for him and read it, so the scene before him occurred.
"Hey, Su Feng, no, Jin Feng, I haven't finished reading yet. The next chapter is exciting." Chen Zhilong said with some unfinished meaning.
"Go away, you are only Korean. No, you are Japanese. From now on, you will be called Mitsui Ryu." Su Feng pulled Chen Zhilong away angrily, completely ignoring that he had just asked for help.
The main reason is that this guy is so weird, it's better to watch it yourself.
Su Feng sat on the chair, put aside the analysis of his appearance, and continued reading. The translator seemed to be a real Korean expert. He combined the original text and added some explanations of his own.
"Chinese characters are not only the language and culture used by the Chinese nation. In Asia, many countries use Chinese characters. They were once called the 'Fragrance of Suhe' by the people of the Korean Peninsula."
Seeing this, Su Feng's heart skipped a beat, "Have you found the source of this?"
He quickly scrolled down the webpage, "When Chinese characters first entered the Korean Peninsula, because Chinese culture was admired by the surrounding ethnic groups and countries in Southeast Asia as the most outstanding and advanced culture at that time, when absorbing all aspects of Chinese culture, it was important to carry the Chinese culture
The tools and Chinese characters have been comprehensively received.
The people of the Korean Peninsula learned to use Chinese characters to write classic documents, also used Chinese characters to record their own history, and used Chinese characters to create their own literary works.
Sejong, the fourth generation monarch of the Lee family of Korea, promulgated the earliest phonetic writing on the Korean Peninsula, "Hunminzhengyin" in 1444 AD, which taught the people the correct pronunciation of characters.
However, due to the absolute superiority of Chinese culture and its far-reaching influence on the Korean Peninsula, "Hunminzhengyin" as a new script was not promoted in time and was collectively opposed by the scholar-bureaucrats at the time.
They believe that Chinese characters are the most elegant writing in the world. They deride "Hunminzhengyin" as "Praying Mantis Pills" and praise Chinese characters as "The Fragrance of Suhe".
This is also the reason why some Koreans living in Peiping at that time changed their surname to "Su".
Since the 1970s, Chinese characters in Korean elementary and middle school textbooks have been completely abolished.
But as a result, the newly born Koreans simply cannot understand the original records of their country’s history and literary works.
Therefore, in 2005, the South Korean government once again announced that it would fully resume the use of Chinese characters and Chinese character marks that had disappeared for many years.
This has also led to the fact that people in Korea today between the ages of 20 and 40 are called the "phonetic generation" because they do not understand Chinese characters at all.
"Really?" Su Feng was a little dumbfounded when he saw this.
"There is a big difference between being Korean and being Korean."
Su Feng looked at the time and called He Jun. After being told "be careful when eating, whether to send a car to deliver it, be careful about fans, sneak into the community without being exposed" and a series of skills of agents behind enemy lines,
Su Feng hung up the phone, put on a hat and mask, and went out to take a taxi home.
Su Feng's mother, Li Qing, is a staff member of the Women's Health Bureau of Beijing City, and her father, Su Weidong, is a staff member of the Labor Bureau. They are both at the grassroots level with little or no real power.
Su Feng's house is located in the dormitory of the Labor Bureau of the DC District of Beijing. It is located on the third ring road. It can be said that the location is very good.
After Su Feng achieved some results, he competed domestically in the early days, and only started to compete abroad after the Athens Olympics.
However, time has always been tight. After all, his current life is either competing or training, and he has very little time to reunite with his family.
Especially last year, partly because of the need for winter training, and partly because of his increased fame, there were more visitors at home, including relatives, leaders and neighbors, so he didn't go home to celebrate the New Year at all.
So far, Su Feng has gone home a few times, but he hasn't spent much time there, and the last time was two months ago. It's time to go home and take a look.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Su Feng left the Nanren Training Base of the Field Management Center in full gear. After walking for one kilometer and turning a corner, he took a taxi home on a street.
The lessons of blood and pain taught Su Feng that he must not underestimate BJ's brother's level. It would be strange if he was dressed like this and came out of the Nanren training base without being suspected.
When the time comes, you will be exposed after three twists and turns.
Fortunately, Su Feng's care was not in vain this time, and he got home smoothly.
"Mom" Su Feng looked at Li Qing who was wearing an apron, went up and gave her a hug.
"Dad, why are you here?" Su Feng felt like something bad was coming out of his mouth.
Sure enough, Su's father, who had just smiled at the scene of a loving mother and a filial son, was startled at first, then his face darkened, and he slapped the newspaper in his hand directly on the table.
"What are you talking about? Why is your father here? Where else could he be if he wasn't here? And you, your son has a straight face as soon as he comes back. Go and wash the apples. Do you still want to beat our son?"
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"Mom is mighty," Su Feng muttered silently, and then hurriedly slipped into his room and waited until his father's anger subsided.
"Well, it's more comfortable at home." Su Feng's house is not big, only about five square meters. After entering the door, there is a bed on the right and a desk on the left. There is less than half a meter of space in the middle, and the end of the bed reaches directly to the window sill.
Between the desk and the windowsill is a bookshelf and wardrobe.
Lying on the bed, what was posted on the wall of the room was not the certificates for being a good student, but the certificates he had won in sprint competitions since he was a child.
Most of them are first place or first prize.
After more than ten minutes, Su Feng felt that the situation was almost over, so he opened the door and walked out.
"dad."
Su Weidong snorted coldly and continued reading his newspaper.
"Didn't I express myself wrongly? What I meant was, why are you back here before it's time to get off work?"
Su Weidong snorted again, "Dad, I've been in the workplace for so long, and my son is back. Isn't it normal to take a leave? Even though I'm not an official, the leader gives me, Old Su, a lot of face."
"Son, ignore your dad and eat apples." Li Qing said, placing a plate of peeled and sliced apples on the table in front of Su Feng.
"Your father's reputation has suddenly become worse for some reason recently. He has not won an advanced individual award for more than ten years, but he suddenly achieved it last year. So he has a very bad temper, so please leave him alone."
"Why do you have time to come back today? How many days will you stay at home?" Li Qing asked directly, and Su Weidong on the side also quietly turned his ear.
"Here," Su Feng said with some embarrassment: "The Shanghai Grand Prix is on the 17th. Gatlin, Green, and Powell are all coming. I will just stay at home for one night, and I will go back to train tomorrow."
Speaking of sprinting is a bit like calligraphy, "If you don't practice for one day, you will know it; if you don't practice for two days, your peers will know it; if you don't practice for three days, the outsiders will know it."