Entertainment: let you down to earth, you go to pick up white jobs

Filming?Su Meng suddenly thought of the script he had drawn, and instantly regained his energy.

Now that I have proficient acting skills, I seem to be able to act well.

"Boss, don't tell me, I recently thought about a movie script."

What?A script you've come up with?

Duan Jiangping and Sister Qin's mouths twitched a few times.

Su Meng didn't notice, but continued talking with great interest.

"This book is called "Falling Leaves Return to Roots."

"It's about a migrant worker's colleague who died, and then he ran thousands of miles with the body on his back..."

What the hell!

The faces of Duan Jiangping and Sister Qin turned green.

What the hell is this?

Are you addicted to taking white jobs?

Don't play with the living anymore, and go to deal with the dead?

After Su Meng said a few words, he suddenly stopped and stared blankly at Duan Jiangping.

Duan Jiangping just felt uncomfortable, as if the hairs all over his body were a little blown up.

"Hey, don't say it yet."

"Boss, your image is especially suitable for playing that corpse!"

puff……

Duan Jiangping only felt a heat in his chest, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out directly...

Chapter 38 That's a music hall, you asked them to record funeral music?

Chapter 38 That's a music hall, you asked them to record funeral music?

"Boss, they are here!"

The secretary pushed open the door and suddenly felt cold all over, as if the temperature in the office was chilly.

Faintly, there seemed to be a gust of wind blowing.

"Please, please!" Duan Jiangping gave Su Meng a look, and stood up quickly.

The secretary moved away, and an old man with gray hair and a young and beautiful girl walked in from the door.

It was Teacher Hu and Bai Xiaoling from Longguo Conservatory of Music.

Duan Jiangping quickly went up to him to support him, and said respectfully.

"Mr. Hu, you have worked hard all the way."

"For such a small matter, I have to trouble you to come here in person."

Teacher Hu waved his hand and laughed.

"I don't have many classes recently, so I'm still idle when I'm idle."

"Little friend Su Meng... oh no, it's Master Su, hello!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand enthusiastically, grabbed Su Meng's hand and shook it violently a few times.

Looking at Su Meng's eyes, he was as satisfied as looking at his son-in-law.

Su Meng replied politely, with a look of bewilderment on his face.

"Old man, who are you? Do you want me to play a song for you after you leave?"

Crow, croak, croak~~~ A few crows flew over the office suddenly, croaking and flying.

Even Teacher Hu's face froze. What he said just made me unable to fix it.

Duan Jiangping became anxious immediately, and gave Su Meng a fierce stare, and quickly introduced.

"Su Meng, what are you talking about?"

"This is Mr. Hu Zhengyuan, the director of the folk music department of Longguo Conservatory of Music, and he is the Taishan Beidou in the domestic folk music world."

"If the old man leaves, it won't be your turn...er..."

Duan Jiangping was like a duck being strangled by the neck, and was suddenly speechless.

I can't wait to smoke a few big mouths.

Ma Dan, are you poisonous?I've been led astray by you.

On the other hand, Sister Qin suddenly felt better.

I wasn't the only one who lost my mentality?

Hu Zhengyuan was stunned for a while, then suddenly burst into laughter.

"Su Xiaoyou is really humorous, so let's make a deal."

"One day if I kick my legs, you must give me a piece of "Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix" to see me off."

No, are you really here?

Duan Jiangping and Sister Qin were dumbfounded.

By the way, are you people who are engaged in art so unafraid of life and death?

……

Hearing what he said, Su Meng was also a little surprised.

This Mr. Hu seems quite interesting.

For a while, he also had a good impression of him.

Hu Zhengyuan smiled for a while before speaking seriously.

"Mr. Su, I came here on a special trip to find you today to ask for something."

"Well...it's not a white job."

"That's right. I think Mr. Su seems to have a good understanding of folk music."

"Especially the suona technique, it can be called the pinnacle."

"So, on behalf of the Folk Music Department of Longguo Conservatory of Music, I would like to invite Mr. Su Meng to give a few lectures."

"I wonder if Mr. Su is convenient?"

Oh?Su Meng glanced at him unexpectedly.

Sister Qin told him about this, but I didn't expect this old man to make a special trip?

Isn't that too much sincerity?

Teacher Hu continued.

"Also, I personally think Mr. Su's "Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix" is a rare masterpiece of art."

"But just relying on a suona is a bit weak."

"I wonder if Mr. Su intends to officially record this song?"

"I'm old but not talented, and I have a bit of face in the domestic folk music circle."

"The principals of several major Chinese orchestras in China are basically my students."

"If Mr. Su needs it, I'll let them all come over to help. I don't know what Mr. Su wants?"

Fuck!Really boss!

Su Meng was really taken aback now.

Although domestic folk music is declining now, as a kind of traditional art, it still has a place.

Especially those big folk bands, they all start with the Chinese prefix!

All the principals are well-deserved performers!

In the end, if the old man said a word, he had to come back to help him?

It's too big for my own face, right?

……

Although Duan Jiangping and Sister Qin already knew about it.

But hearing what Teacher Hu said, his eyes were still shining, and his breathing became a little heavier.

In the future, who would dare to say that Su Meng in his family is a fresh meat?

This is half an artist no matter what!

Look, look, look, he looks so handsome, he looks like an artist at first glance!

Su Meng thought for a while, then laughed.

"Old man, don't call me Mr. Su anymore, I'm too out of touch."

"You call me Su Meng or Master Su, how kind it sounds."

"It's okay to record it, but well, I also have a small condition."

When Mr. Hu heard this, his eyes immediately shone brightly, and he blurted out without thinking.

"You say, no matter what the conditions, I agree!"

Su Meng chuckled and said indifferently.

"In addition to "Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix", I also wrote many songs for weddings and weddings."

"It's rare to have so many people involved, why don't we record these songs together?"

What?

Duan Jiangping and Sister Qin gasped, completely dumbfounded.

That is Longguo Music Academy!

The highest art hall of Longguo music!

Those are all well-known performers and artists who are famous all over the world!

You asked them to record... funeral music for you? !

Fuck! .

Chapter 39 You Can Call Me Brother Su Meng, or You Can Call Me Hunk

Chapter 39 You Can Call Me Brother Su Meng, or You Can Call Me Hunk

"Ziqi, do you know? You have gained a lot of popularity these days!"

The agent greeted him and said with a smile.

"Have you gained a lot of popularity?" Deng Ziqi was also curious.

"I took a look at the trending searches. Aren't they all contracted by Su Meng?"

The manager nodded, feeling a little emotional.

"exactly."