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

The door of an office in the Folk Music Department of Longguo Conservatory of Music was suddenly pushed open.

A young girl hurried in.

"Teacher Hu, Suona has a new song!"

An old man with gray hair pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said lightly.

"You are into folk music, what do you look like in such a hurry?"

"Did you make a new song?"

"No, no!" The girl waved her hands again and again.

"It's not me, it's Su Meng, who has written a lot of suona tunes!"

Teacher Hu frowned and said doubtfully.

"Su Meng? Who is that? What song did he make?"

The girl didn't know how to explain it, so she quickly amplified the sound of her mobile phone.

"Teacher Hu, Su Meng is a traffic star, but the songs he made are really good! Listen!"

Following her movements, a cheerful suona sounded in the office.

Mr. Hu narrowed his eyes, listened carefully, and tapped his fingers on the table lightly.

Even the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

After a while, the piece was finally played.

Teacher Hu nodded with a smile on his face.

"Okay! The song is good! The performance is also good! This skill is perfect, and it's not bad compared to me."

What?His words surprised the girl.

My own teacher is the No. 1 suona in China!

Su Meng's suona skills can be compared with his teacher?

Teacher Hu was emotional for a while, and suddenly he was taken aback.

"What did you just say? The one who made this song is a traffic star?"

The girl nodded fiercely, with a look of disbelief on her face.

"Yeah, he's been the hottest little freshman in the entertainment industry for the past two years. He's been said to be a representative of the 'facial paralysis' acting skills, and he can only play roles like the overlord."

"But no one thought that he could play the suona? And he played it so well?"

"And he has made so many Suona tunes?"

So many Suona tunes?Teacher Hu's face suddenly became serious.

"What other songs has he made? Do you have any here?"

The girl nodded, then hesitated suddenly.

"I recorded all the pieces he played, but teacher... why don't you stop listening to it?"

What?A trace of displeasure flashed across Teacher Hu's face.

"Bai Xiaoling, those who engage in folk music should learn with an open mind and an open mind. How can you do this?"

Bai Xiaoling was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly realized.

Teacher, do you think that you are jealous of your talents?

Isn't this kind of a donkey's liver and lungs?

She sighed, called out the video recorded on her phone, and stuffed another pack of tissues in it.

"Teacher, listen to it yourself, what...you must hold on!"

Hold on?Teacher Hu looked at her suspiciously, and then clicked on a video.

A moment later, there was a heart-piercing cry from the office...

……

Hua Chenyu frowned, looking unhappy.

"After a busy day, this little money is earned? It's not even enough for a meal."

The number of people in the live broadcast room has decreased a lot, after all, many people have gone to listen to Su Meng playing the suona.

"Who told you to do it by yourself for a while? Who is the real takeaway brother, who doesn't keep ordering one order after another?"

"Anyway, there are dozens of dollars, why is it not enough to eat? No matter how bad it is, can a pack of instant noodles be enough?"

"Hua Hua has worked so hard. You must be very tired after a busy day today, right?"

"I feel sorry for Huahua, I can't eat properly even after recording the show."

After hesitating for a long time, Hua Chenyu finally made up his mind.

"Forget it, I'll do what I can, just eat a steak."

……

In a restaurant, Liu Tianxian wiped his face and sat down at the table with others.

There are several dishes already on the table.

Liu Tianxian smiled and said to the camera.

"Working in a restaurant has such advantages, at least it includes food, and the food doesn't look bad."

"It's much better than the boxed lunches you sometimes eat when you're filming."

In the live broadcast room, many people also sent barrage.

"Unexpectedly, Liu Tianxian is quite able to endure hardship."

"This will make you suffer? So many people in this restaurant have eaten, and you have never seen them say that they suffer. How come Liu Tianxian suffers?"

"Brothers, who knows which city and hotel Liu Tianxian is in?"

"I'm also drunk. I watched people wash dishes all day, but it seems that Liu Tianxian's dishwashing skills are not as good as mine, hehehe."

"Now I find that big stars are similar to ordinary people."

……

"Master Su, it's time to eat, thank you for your hard work today!"

Wang Laowu brought over a bowl full of stewed vegetables, covered with two big steamed buns.

This is also a local custom.

When doing white things, there is a feast at noon on the day of the funeral.

But for the first few days before and after the work, there is always a pot of stewed vegetables and steamed buns, no matter whether it is the host or the person doing the work, they are treated equally.

Su Meng had been busy all afternoon, and he was also hungry. He could not stand the smell of food for a long time.

After thanking him, he casually took the big bowl and began to eat with a snort.

While eating, he said vaguely.

"Today's stewed dishes are not bad, the master chef invited by the master is really good!"

He was delicious by himself, but when he fell into the live broadcast room, countless people were stunned.

Aren't you a big star?

Shouldn't you eat delicacies every day?Why are you still eating this?

And it tastes so... so delicious?

You big star, why are you so...down-to-earth?

……

The new book sets sail, begging for all kinds of data! .

Chapter 12 Playing the suona, is it a little dirty? (Seek to collect flowers)

Chapter 12 Playing the suona, is it a little dirty?

In the live broadcast room, seeing Su Meng gulping down the stewed vegetables, the barrage of bullets came out like a waterfall.

"No way, a little fresh meat like him actually eats such a delicious meal in the countryside?"

"When I was young, I liked to eat this stewed dish the most. It was really delicious. Who would have thought that Su Meng would eat this too?"

"Oh my god, seeing Su Meng eat so deliciously, the big crab in my hand suddenly tastes bad."

"I always thought that celebrities are delicacies from mountains and seas every day, especially such a small fresh meat, who can't bear hardships at all. Who would have thought that Su Meng would be so down-to-earth?"

"Hua Chenyu next door is always picky when it comes to steaks. Let's look at Su Meng. Well, I admit that I have become a fan."

"Leaving aside the matter of eating, who knows the name of the song that Su Meng blew just now? Why does it sound so joyful?"

"Haven't you heard? That song was made by Su Meng himself!"

"To release an album, a suona album must be released! No, Su Meng releases an album, wouldn't that be a funeral song?"

The on-site follow-up photographer got the director's instructions and came over with a bowl.

"Brother Su, why do you eat so deliciously?"

Su Meng snorted and said vaguely.

"It must be delicious after work!"

"Besides, this kind of stewed dish is not only tasted, but also human feelings. This is the only way to taste."

"Oh, by the way, you didn't do anything, are you not guilty of eating?"

"Why don't you help carry the coffin for the funeral tomorrow?"

Sorry?Carrier?

The cameraman looked at the savory stew, and suddenly felt that it was not delicious.

……

Afternoon work, Su Meng finally relaxed a lot.

Promoted from Suona Master to Instructor.

No way, who made him too lethal?

Several suona players from these two families came over one by one, master and master were very friendly, and Su Meng was not stingy to give them some advice.

Even taught them a few tunes.

The netizens in the live broadcast room have also learned to be smart.

Seeing Su Meng pick up the suona, he immediately turned off the sound, and seeing him put down the suona, he turned on the sound again.

Throughout the afternoon, the popularity in the live broadcast room remained high.

In Su Meng's system, the reminders of "Popularity value +1, +1, +1..." are endless.

Seeing this, Su Meng was very happy.

……

"I'm going to the bathroom."

On the other side, Hua Chenyu waved the cameraman away.

He got into the bathroom, turned on his phone, and directly dialed the manager's number.

"How's the popularity in my live broadcast room? Is it far ahead of a few people?"