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

Su Meng suddenly went numb.

……

"Brother Su...Brother Su...don't blow it!"

"When you blow it, I think of my third uncle who died, wow..."

Beside Su Meng, the cameraman was crying and pulling his sleeve to wipe his tears.

Su Meng quickly pulled back his sleeve, only then did he understand what happened.

Co-authoring... My suona made the whole room cry?

What the hell!

In fact, not only the people in this room, but even the netizens in the live broadcast room were crying at this time.

"Why can't I stop crying when I hear this song?"

"

...What is this song?Why do you want to cry when you hear this song? "

"My grandpa~~~~Why did you leave so early~~~~~"

"Wow...how come I can't control my tears when I hear my brother playing the suona?"

The suona sound stopped, and the boss finally barely stopped crying.

There was still sobs in the voice.

"Master, Master, what is the name of your song?"

song?

Su Meng chuckled and said lightly.

"This song is dedicated to funerals, and it's called——"Big Funeral"!"

……

Novices set sail, begging for various data.

Chapter 4 Let you become a musician, so you go to the countryside to pick up free jobs? (Seek to collect flowers)

Chapter 4 Let you be a musician, so you go to the countryside to pick up free jobs?

"Isn't it? There's still a takeaway for 21 yuan? Is this for people to eat?"

"I only earned three yuan for this order? Are you kidding me?"

Hua Chenyu looked at the information displayed on the phone, and said with a dark face.

In the live broadcast room, there was already a lot of scolding.

"What's wrong with the 21 yuan takeaway? Why is it not for people to eat?"

"Listen, listen, is this what people say?"

"What's wrong with earning three yuan per order? Isn't that how the delivery boy earns money? Why can't he do it when he comes to you?"

"Huahua is working so hard, I feel so sorry for Huahua."

"This is hard work? Others can do it, but your Huahua can't do it?"

In the middle of the noise, someone suddenly exclaimed.

"Damn it! Hurry up to Su Meng's live broadcast room, that expert with facial paralysis has made a big move!"

What?This sentence aroused the curiosity of many people, and many people quickly cut over.

……

"Are you, are you the passenger with tail number 4644?"

Deng Ziqi entered the role very quickly, and asked in a serious manner.

"Yes, to the Yellow River South Road."

A young lady who had just gotten into the car responded, took out her phone and played on her own.

Deng Ziqi laughed.

"Our car has a special service. Passengers can order songs for me to sing. Do you want to experience it?"

"Really?" The passenger lady raised her head curiously and asked after thinking about it.

"I like Deng Ziqi's song the most, can you sing it?"

Deng Ziqi made a "yeah" gesture to the camera and said cheerfully.

"Really? You like Deng Ziqi too. She looks good and sings well. I like her too!"

In the live broadcast room, many netizens burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect Deng Ziqi to be so funny, and to praise herself so much?"

"Oh, I can't do it anymore. My stomach hurts from laughing. I didn't expect Deng Ziqi to be so down-to-earth in private?"

"This Deng Ziqi, what nonsense are you talking about?"

At this moment, a distinctive barrage popped up.

"Oh, hurry up and let me laugh for a while, I don't dare to stay in Su Meng's live broadcast room anymore, if I stay any longer, I will cry to death."

His words also aroused the curiosity of many people.

"Su Meng's live broadcast room? What did he do? Why did he cry?"

The barrage returned quickly.

"That guy is actually playing the suona! And it's a white song, which made everyone cry!"

What?Su Meng?That professional accountant with facial paralysis?Playing the suona made people cry?

Immediately, many netizens could no longer hold back their curiosity and crawled along the network cable.

……

"Wow, Big Honey really lives up to her reputation!"

In Boss Yang's live broadcast room, many people's saliva was about to flow out.

Boss Yang turned around lightly, showing off his perfect figure.

As an actress, she also knows how to use her strengths.

"Speaking of which, being a swimming pool lifeguard should be an easy job."

"Should I just sit here and watch other people swim?"

In the live broadcast room, there was a sound of howling ghosts and wolves.

"Yes, yes, you only need to be responsible for the beauty!"

"I like this cameraman, I must add a chicken leg!"

"Boss Yang's figure makes me even a girl can't help but have a nosebleed!"

Amidst a group of ghosts crying and howling wolves, a different barrage suddenly appeared.

"Oh, hurry up and let me wash your eyes and change your mood, Su Meng's live broadcast room is so fucking poisonous!"

Su Meng's live broadcast room?poisonous?

His words also made many people curious.

……

"Master, which team do you belong to?"

In the musical instrument store, a middle-aged man walked over and asked with a smile.

Master?Which team?

Su Meng was stunned by this sentence.

The middle-aged man explained.

"I have a suona class that specializes in white jobs. I'm also well-known around here. Why haven't I seen you?"

"Which team are you the master Suona?"

ah?Su Meng was stunned for a moment, and finally understood.

Suona troupes are popular in rural areas. There are not many people in a team, only five or six people.

There are those who play suona, those who play sheng, and those who beat gongs, drums, bangzi, and cymbals. They specialize in taking care of rural weddings and funerals, and they can be regarded as a kind of folk artists.

Did the co-author of this middle-aged man regard himself as a member of the suona team?

Just as Su Meng wanted to explain, he suddenly remembered his popularity and had a new idea.

Don't you want to experience a down-to-earth career?

What profession is more down-to-earth than taking white jobs?

How much popularity can you gain if you really become a musician?

These days, it is necessary to do the whole flower work!

No, you have to work for nothing!

Thinking of this, Su Meng gave a thumbs up and laughed.

"Good eyesight, I just pick up free jobs, but I don't have a team."

What?The cameraman next to him was stunned, and quickly pulled Su Meng and whispered.

"Brother Su, the profession you draw is a musician! How can you pick up free jobs?"

Su Meng glanced at him and asked with a smile.

"Let me ask you, is suona a musical instrument?"

"……Yes!"

"Then playing the suona, is it music?"

"……Yes!"

"Is the person playing the suona a musician?"

"……Yes!"

The cameraman nodded subconsciously, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Do you call people who do free work also called musicians?

Are you a professional overlord, so down-to-earth?

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Novices set sail, begging for various data.

Chapter 5 I beg you, let's do something about Yangjian! (Please collect flowers))

Hearing what Su Meng said, the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly brightened, and the smile on his face became wider.

"Master, you have such a good craftsmanship, but you don't have a team? Will you take over the job?"

"Take it! You have to take it! Do you have a job?"

Hearing what he said, Su Meng suddenly became interested.