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

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The song "Flight of the Bumble Bee" is not long, only a little over a minute.

Su Meng quickly finished playing, and smiled slightly at Wu Guangren.

"Mr. Wu, would you like to comment? Teacher Wu? Teacher Wu?"

Wu Guangren was shocked violently, and only then came back to his senses.

Standing up subconsciously, the way he looks at Su Meng has completely changed.

"You...you can play the piano?"

"How fresh." Su Meng curled his lips with disdain.

"Who can't learn this stuff?"

"That means it's too expensive, otherwise the Suona team would be worried that the piano would steal free work."

"Ah~~~~ Su Meng, you can actually play the piano? And so well?"

It wasn't until this moment that Deng Ziqi came to his senses, rushed over and grabbed Su Meng's shoulder, shaking him desperately.

His face was even more flushed with excitement, and he was so excited that he was incoherent.

"It's gone, my head is going to fall off." Su Meng was so dazed by the shaking of his head that he quickly pushed her away.

Then he smiled at Wu Guangren.

"Teacher Wu, would you like to give a review?"

I... review?Wu Guangren was stunned for a moment.

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At this time, the live broadcast room was completely blown up.

"Damn! Fuck! Fuck! I don't know what to say other than Fuck."

"Handsome! How handsome is it?! Su Meng is so fierce?"

"It's not fierce, it's fast! Su Meng is so fast!"

"Su Meng can actually play the piano? And he plays it so well?"

"

... This is the ideal Mr. Su Ba, who is handsome, fierce and fast! "

"What kind of technology is this? Is the piano hot?"

"I understand this piano piece. It seems that many wild bees are attacking the enemy. It's so burning!"

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In the lecture theater, Wu Guangren finally came to his senses, took a deep look at Su Meng, and said slowly.

"Your piano skills... are very strong!"

"This song...is very good!"

"However, there are more elements of showmanship. The biggest difficulty lies in the speed and the non-stop switching of continuous and dense semitones."

"Although it looks fancy, it's very bluffing."

"However, the melody itself is quite repetitive, and after a long period of practice, it can still be mastered proficiently."

"Since you are here to communicate, how many teachers in our department..."

"Wait a minute!" Su Meng interrupted him suddenly, and said with a slight smile.

"Mr. Wu, since you are not satisfied with this piece of music, then I wrote another piece of music, can you give me a review?"

and also?

Everyone was shocked.

How the hell do you have such unfathomable piano skills, and you can also write your own music?

Writing a song is not enough, what else?

Su Meng let out a long sigh, with a nostalgic expression on his face.

"As we all know, I used to play suona in the countryside to pick up white jobs and send some dead people on their last journey."

"This kind of thing is no stranger to everyone, it's called... the end!"

"So the last time I helped someone die, I wrote a piano piece on a whim."

"It's called..."The Bell"!"

"Now, I will give this song "The Bell" to everyone!"

? ? ? ?

Countless people were stunned, and a lot of question marks slowly floated up.

All your fucking songs were inspired when you took on white jobs?

Is working for nothing the greatest source of inspiration for artistic creation?

Then when I can't write a song, can I play Duan suona in front of the mourning hall?

Then when I can't find the performance status, can I go to the mourning hall and cry for a while?

Then when I, Calvin, can't write a novel, can I write a eulogy for the dead?

Many people fell into deep contemplation.

But in the lecture theater, everyone is bad.

It seemed that a dark wind was blowing past.

Give us this "Bell"?

Are you going to send us a... clock? .

Chapter 90 Please enjoy "Wake up early in the morning to pick up dung", performed by Hua Chenyu

Chapter 90 Please enjoy "Wake up early in the morning to pick up dung", performed by Hua Chenyu

"Old Liu...you have also written a lot of songs, don't you also do free work?"

In an office, Hu Zhengyuan looked at Liu Huan and couldn't help asking.

Liu Huan also looked confused.

"how is this possible?"

"After all, I am also a person in the world, how can I go to work for nothing~?"

Hu Zhengyuan frowned and said.

"I often hear people say that between life and death there is great terror, but there is also - great opportunity."

"Could it be that Xiaomeng's creative ability is to communicate with Yin and Yang while doing free work, is this an epiphany?"

Liu Huan nodded with a firm expression on his face.

"My current creative ability has entered a bottleneck period."

"If this is really effective, then next time Xiaomeng goes to work for nothing, I will follow suit."

Bai Xiaoling looked at this, then at that, and said faintly.

"Teachers, it's already 3202, we have to pay attention to science."

"Science?" Liu Huan shook his head and said earnestly.

"Xiao Ling, when you reach a certain level, you will find that what you need is epiphany!"

"If you pass this threshold, then Yuyuelongmen has completely sublimated. If you can't pass it, then you can only stop here."

"Yes." Hu Zhengyuan rarely refuted him, but nodded and continued.

"I can't say anything else, but Xiaomeng's suona technique has definitely broken through this level."

"Maybe that's what he felt when he was doing a free job... Wait!"

Hu Zhengyuan suddenly remembered something, stared at Bai Xiaoling closely, and said every word.

"You just called... Teachers?"

"When did this old man become your teacher?"

Bai Xiaoling opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

Alas...why do I feel so tired all of a sudden.

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"Hiss... so terrifying!"

Only then did Duan Jiangping wake up from the shock.

He is just an ordinary person, and he can't see so many ways.

I just saw Su Meng playing the piano fast, but it sounded very nice, and I was shocked immediately.

Sister Qin was also surprised.

"Xiao Meng can play the piano so well?"

"And can you write piano pieces?"

"And it's written so well?"

Duan Jiangping glanced at her and couldn't help but slander her.

Tell me about you, you have been an agent for two years, why did you go there?

However, he didn't dare to refute with his mouth, he just spoke in an interface.

"Yeah, I feel that since this kid participated in this show, to be precise, he played the suona once."

"It seems to have opened up the second line of Ren and Du."

"This is called thick accumulation and thin hair. It was all brought by the previous manager..."

Sister Qin showed a smug look on her face, and she was also very satisfied with his performance.

"Since Xiaomeng doing white work on the grave can inspire more creative inspiration, you should worry more."

"Send a message to the circle, whoever dies in the future, our Xiaomeng can go to his grave and play a few paragraphs..."

Before she could finish her sentence, her complexion suddenly changed, and her voice trembled a little.

"No! Old Duan, do you think Xiaomeng may have...stained something unclean on the grave?"

"Maybe some thousand-year-old ghosts and ten-thousand-year-old monsters have taken over and been reborn?"

"How is it possible?" Duan Jiangping jumped up directly.

"Xiao Meng is still Xiao Meng, or our Xiao Meng, how could it be someone else?"

"Even the little secret between the two of us, he knows it all."

"For example, once he helped me reimburse a batch of gas expenses, but I was actually in heaven and earth..."

Um?Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a bunch of murderous eyes cast on him.

Sister Qin's face was dark, and she squeezed out a few words from between her teeth.

"In this case, let him play a few paragraphs to end..."

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"bell"!

Yes, what Su Meng took out this time was Liszt's "Bell" from his previous life.