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

He stared at Su Meng's 300 eyes, with a look of death on his face.

"Su Meng! Let go of this girl, come to me if you have something to do!"

"You?" Su Meng glanced at her inexplicably, shook his head and said.

"You can't, you're a bit old."

a little older...a little older...big...

Boss Yang suddenly felt a sweetness in his mouth, as if a mouthful of blood was about to spurt out, and the pain in his heart was like 1 nurses getting needles.

Seeing that Boss Yang was defeated by one move, Liu Tianxian thought for a while and took a step back silently.

Only Deng Ziqi rushed up one after another.

"What about me? I'm much younger than Boss Yang!"

Pfft~~~ Boss Yang finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Can you see the target when you throw mines?You accidentally hurt your teammates!

Su Meng glanced at her, shook his head and said, "You can't either, you're too mature."

What?Too mature?

For a while, Deng Ziqi didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

No, Deng Ziqi suddenly realized.

Isn't it just a few performances?

What kind of performance depends on the figure?

Is it that kind of show?

The way Deng Ziqi looked at Su Meng gradually became weird...

I'm the only one left!

Xiao Yueyue secretly encouraged herself, and spoke weakly.

"Little uncle, since they can't do it, what about Wang's class and Li's class?"

"It's even worse for them." Su Meng gave them a strange look.

"They are old and men, how can they do it?"

"Besides, they don't know erhu, pipa, or Zhongruan."

What?The four of them froze for a moment.

Erhu... Pipa... Zhongruan... Is it all so high-end for free work now?

Or is it only your Su family class that is so high-end?

……

"Hello, Teacher Su!"

"Hello, Teacher Su!"

"Teacher Su is great!"

Along the way, students ran over from time to time and greeted Su Meng respectfully.

Su Meng is also amiable and cares about their study progress from time to time.

It was just this scene that made several people more and more confused.

One or two know you, that's all.

But looking at this posture, why does it feel like you are at home when you come here?

Xiao Yueyue couldn't help asking.

"Little uncle, I feel that you are very familiar with this place."

Su Meng nodded, with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

"Yeah, after all, this is where I once fought."

where the battle was fought?

This statement stunned a group of people.

Aren't you just a little fresh meat? When did ge get involved with this art palace?

And still fighting?

Deng Ziqi's complexion changed drastically, and she blurted out.

"Su Meng, you don't come here to challenge with a suona, do you?"

What?Everyone couldn't help but gasped, and a picture appeared in their minds.

The cold wind was howling, carrying a boundless murderous aura.

Su Meng held the suona and stood with his hands behind his back, with the demeanor of a peerless master who dominates the world.

Opposite him was a group of well-dressed artists, each with solemn faces, holding eighteen kinds of weapons... musical instruments.

An artist jumped out first.

"I have a song called "Tchaikovsky in C Major", please advise!"

As he played, the flowing notes turned into an army of knights attacking.

On the verge of danger, Su Meng raised his head to the sky with a long smile and shouted loudly.

"Tchaikovsky?"

"Even if Kapinsky, Tchaikovsky, truck driver, taxi driver, tractor driver, he is a coward, Rory Rossov, Sharapova, Dapopova, ginseng doll... all come out, I will What is there to be afraid of?"

"You have an army of knights, but I have millions of soldiers!"

Immediately, he raised the suona to his lips, and the melody of "The Great Funeral" sounded slowly.

This melody connected the world and caused drastic changes in the world in an instant.

The wind is blowing, the mist is everywhere, and in the darkness, the gate of hell is wide open, and millions of ghost soldiers come across the border.

The two armies instantly fought together...

Fuck!Many people couldn't help shaking Lingling into a cold war.

This is too scary, isn't it?

"What are you thinking about?" Su Meng glared at Deng Ziqi, and said angrily.

"I just accidentally smashed Teacher Liu Huan's office..."

Fuck!Countless people at the scene and in the live broadcast room were once again dumbfounded.

Teacher Liu Huan, who is that?

The top male singer in China, the head of the Vocal Music Department of the Imperial Conservatory of Music!

You smashed his office, how the hell are you still standing here alive?

Deng Ziqi swallowed, with a nervous expression on her face.

"Su Meng, you smashed Teacher Liu Huan's office... Didn't Teacher Liu scold you?"

"Call? Why does he want it?" Su Meng sighed and said quietly.

"After all, it's because he gave me fake wine first..."

Numb, completely numb...

……

At the entrance of a large rehearsal hall, Deng Ziqi subconsciously stopped.

There is a bit of awe in the tone.

"Su Meng, let's not go there, shall we?"

"This is the rehearsal hall, not for ordinary people to enter."

"Then how can it work?" Su Meng curled his lips, with an expression of indifference.

"It's because it's a rehearsal hall, so I came here."

"I can only choose a few good accompaniments by listening to their abilities in person."

Fuck, your reasoning is so impeccable, it leaves me speechless.

A group of people are also speechless.

But what can happen now?

Bite the bullet and follow along.

Anyway, the little assistant has already reserved a bed in the orthopedics department of the hospital, so at worst, it will be treated as a work-related injury.

Sigh...Compared with this, I actually want to be an old beggar...

"Hello, Teacher Su!"

"Teacher Su is here."

"Mr. Su, do you have time to give me some advice?"

Entering the rehearsal hall, more students greeted Su Meng proactively.

A few people are already numb, alas... just do what you like.

I'm tired and don't want to be shocked anymore.

When Su Meng entered the rehearsal hall, he walked straight in as if he had returned to his own home.

The innermost part is a hall that is isolated separately.

Su Meng didn't even knock on the door, just pushed the door and walked in.

In the hall, there were three groups of people sitting, and various musical instruments were placed in front of everyone.

But at this time, they were not rehearsing, but were being commented by Hu Zhengyuan.

Seeing Su Meng push the door open, many people stood up and said loudly.

"Hello, Teacher Su!"

This voice frightened the crowd behind Su Meng so that they staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"This...isn't this the head of the three major Chinese orchestras?"

When he saw the people in front of him clearly, he was completely shocked.

Boss Yang pointed at the three people in front of him, his hands trembling a little.

They had seen the three regiment leaders at the airport before, and they recognized them immediately.

Su Meng ignored her and just walked over on his own.

"How is everyone practicing?"

Hu Zhengyuan nodded with a look of relief.

"Don't worry, it's perfect."

Su Meng nodded his head, and suddenly he had an idea in his heart.

"Okay, let's get everyone ready. Let's have a public performance in the next few days. It's an official announcement."

"Okay! Listen to your arrangement!" Hu Zhengyuan didn't ask him what he was going to do, and agreed immediately.

Su Meng smiled at the group of people, and suddenly said loudly.

"I'm going to record a suona album later, which is a song dedicated to white affairs."

"Artists, would you like to help me?"

What the hell!

Boss Yang and the others all turned green.

Are you too direct?