I Wanted You to Be a Musician, But You're Going to the Village to Take on a Free Job?
"No way! There was actually a 21-yuan takeout? Is this for human consumption?"
"I only earned three yuan from this deal? You must be joking."
Hua Chenyu looked at the message on his phone and said with a dark face.
The live broadcast room was already filled with curses.
"So what if it's 21 yuan? Why isn't it human food?"
"Listen, listen, is this what humans say?”
"What's wrong with earning three yuan per order? Wasn't this how delivery men earned money? Why can't it work with you?”
"Huahua is so tired. My heart aches for Huahua.”
"You've worked hard already? Others can do it, but can't your Huahua do it?”
Just as they were arguing, someone suddenly exclaimed.
"F * ck! Hurry up and go to Su Meng's live broadcast room. That professional with facial paralysis is using his ultimate move!”
What? This sentence aroused the curiosity of many people, and many people hurriedly cut over.
……
"Are you the passenger with the last number 4644?”
Deng Ziqi quickly got into character and asked seriously.
"Yes, to Yellow River South Road."
A young lady who had just gotten into the car responded and took out her phone to play.
Deng Ziqi laughed.
"Our bus has a special service. The passengers can choose songs for me to sing. Do you want to experience it?”
"Really?" The passenger raised her head curiously and asked after some thought.
"I like Deng Ziqi's songs the most. Can you sing them?”
Deng Ziqi made a " yeah " gesture at the camera and said happily.
"Is that so? You like Deng Ziqi too. She's good-looking and sings well. I like her too!”
In the live broadcast room, many netizens were already bursting into laughter.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect Deng Ziqi to be so fun. She even praised herself like this?”
"Aiyoyo, I can't take it anymore. I'm laughing so hard that my stomach hurts. I didn't expect Deng Ziqi to be so down-to-earth in private.”
"This Deng Ziqi, what nonsense is she spouting?”
At this moment, a different bullet screen appeared.
"Aiya, let me laugh for a while. I don't dare to stay in Su Meng's live-stream room anymore. If I stay any longer, I'll cry to death.”
His words also aroused the curiosity of many people.
"Su Meng's live broadcast room? What did he do? Why are you crying?"
The comments came quickly.
"That guy is actually playing the suona! Moreover, he was playing a song that made everyone cry!”
What? Su Meng? That stoic professional boss? Playing the suona made people cry?
Immediately, many netizens could no longer hold back their curiosity and crawled over the internet.
……
"Wow, Big Mimi really lives up to her reputation!”
In Boss Yang's live broadcast room, many people were drooling.
Boss Yang turned around lightly, revealing his perfect figure.
As an actress, she knew how to make use of her advantages.
"Speaking of which, being a swimming pool lifeguard should be a relatively easy job.”
"I should just sit here and watch others swim, right?”
The live broadcast room was instantly filled with wails and howls.
"Yes, yes, you only need to be responsible for being as beautiful as a flower!”
"I like this cameraman. I must add a drumstick!”
"Boss Yang's figure makes me, a girl, have a nosebleed!”
Amidst the wails and howls, a different bullet screen suddenly appeared.
"Aiya, quickly let me wash my eyes and change my mood. Su Meng's live broadcast room is too f * cking poisonous!”
Su Meng's livestream? Poisonous?
His words also made many people curious.
……
"Master, which team are you from?”
A middle-aged man walked over from the musical instrument store and asked with a smile.
Master? Which team?
This sentence stunned Su Meng.
The middle-aged man explained.
"I have a suona class that specializes in doing free jobs. It's also a little famous in this area.”
"Which team are you in charge of the suona?”
What? Su Meng was stunned for a moment before he finally understood.
Suona teams were popular in the countryside. There were not many people in a team, only five or six people.
Some played suona, some played sheng, some played gongs, drums, and cymbals. They specialized in taking on the work of rural weddings and funerals. They were also considered folk artists.
Did this middle-aged man think that he was part of the suona team?
Just as Su Meng was about to explain, he suddenly remembered his popularity and had a new idea.
Didn't he want to experience a down-to-earth career?
What profession was more down-to-earth than taking on a free job?
How much popularity points could you gain if you really became a musician?
In this day and age, he had to do some fancy work!
No, he had to do it for free!
Thinking of this, Su Meng gave him a thumbs up and chuckled.
"Good eyesight. I specialize in taking on free jobs, but I don't have a team.”
What? The cameraman beside him was stunned. He quickly pulled Su Meng and whispered.
"Brother Su, the profession you drew is a musician! How can you accept a free job?"
Su Meng glanced at him and asked with a smile.
"Let me ask you, is the suona a musical instrument?”
"…Yes!"
"Then is playing the suona music?”
"…Yes!"
"Is the person playing the suona a musician?”
"…Yes!"
The cameraman nodded subconsciously, suddenly feeling that something was wrong.
You call a person who does free work a musician?
You're a professional tycoon, but you're actually so down-to-earth?
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