That's a Music Hall, You Want Them to Record Funeral Songs?
"Boss, they're here!"
The secretary pushed the door open and suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. It was as if the temperature in the office was chilly.
Vaguely, there seemed to be a gust of Yin wind blowing past.
"Please, please!" Duan Jiangping glared at Su Meng and quickly stood up.
The secretary stepped aside, and a white-haired old man and a young and beautiful girl walked in from the door.
They were Teacher Hu and Bai Xiaoling from the Dragon Country Music Academy.
Duan Jiangping quickly came up to support him and said respectfully.
"Teacher Hu, you've worked hard on your journey.”
"I have to trouble you to come personally for such a small matter.”
Teacher Hu waved his hand and chuckled.
"I don't have many classes recently, so I have nothing to do.”
"Little friend Su Meng…Oh, no, Master Su. Hello!”
As he said that, he enthusiastically stretched out his hand and shook Su Meng's hand a few times.
He looked at Su Meng with satisfaction as if he was looking at his son-in-law.
Su Meng replied politely with a dumbfounded expression.
"Old Master, who are you? Do you want me to blow a tune for you after you leave?”
Caw, caw, caw ~ A few crows suddenly flew past the office, cawing and cawing.
Even Teacher Hu's face stiffened. These words had directly made him unable to understand.
Duan Jiangping immediately became anxious. He glared at Su Meng and quickly introduced him.
"Su Meng, what nonsense are you talking about?”
"This is Teacher Hu Zhengyuan, the head of the folk music department at the Dragon Country Music Academy. He is a big shot in the domestic folk music industry.”
"If the old man were to leave, you wouldn't have the chance to... Uh..."
Duan Jiangping was like a duck that had its neck strangled. He was suddenly speechless.
He wished he could give her a few slaps.
F * ck, are you poisonous? I've been led astray by you.
On the other hand, Sister Qin was in a good mood.
I wasn't the only one who had a mental breakdown?
Hu Zheng Yuan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter.
"Little friend Su, you're really humorous. Then it's settled.”
"If one day I lose my footing, you must send me off with a song of 'All Birds Pay Homage to the Phoenix'.”
No way, you're really coming?
Duan Jiangping and Sister Qin were dumbfounded.
Speaking of which, do you artists not care about life and death?
Su
Meng was surprised to hear that.
This Teacher Hu seemed to be quite interesting.
For a moment, she had a good impression of him.
Hu Zhengyuan laughed for a while before he said seriously.
"Mr. Su, I came to you today because I have a request.”
"Well…it's not about the work.”
"It's like this. I see that Mr. Su seems to have a lot of insight into folk music.”
"Especially the suona technique. It can be said to be at the peak of perfection.”
"So, on behalf of the folk music department of the Dragon Country Music Academy, I would like to invite Mr. Su Meng to give a few lessons.”
"I wonder if it's convenient for you, Mr. Smith?”
Aiyo? Su Meng looked at him in surprise.
Sister Qin had told him about this before. He didn't expect the old man to make a trip here.
Wasn't this sincerity too much?
Teacher Hu continued.
"Also, I personally think that Mr. Su's 'Hundred Birds Pay Homage to the Phoenix' is a rare masterpiece of art.”
"But it's a little too weak to rely on just one suona.”
"I wonder if Mr. Smith intends to officially record this song?”
"I'm not talented, but I have some reputation in the domestic folk music industry.”
"The lead singers of the major Chinese orchestras in the country are basically my students.”
"If Mr. Smith needs it, I'll get all of them to come over and help. What do you think, Mr. Smith?”
F * ck! He was really a big shot!
Su Meng was really shocked.
Although folk music was declining in the country, it still had a place as a traditional art.
Especially those big groups, they were all national music groups!
Each lead was a well-deserved performer!
In the end, this old man had to come back to help him with a sentence?
Wasn't his face a little too big?
Duan
Jiangping and Sister Qin already knew about this.
However, when he heard Teacher Hu's words, his eyes still lit up and his breathing became heavier.
In the future, who would dare to say that Su Meng was a young hunk?
No matter what, he could be considered half an artist!
Look, look, look. He's so handsome. One look and you can tell that he's an artist!
Su Meng thought for a moment and laughed.
"Old Master, don't call me Mr. Su. It's too polite.”
"You call me Su Meng or Master Su. It sounds so friendly.”
"I","I" have "I" have "I"”
When Teacher Hu heard this, his eyes lit up and he blurted out without thinking.
"Tell me, I'll agree to whatever conditions you have!”
Su Meng chuckled and said indifferently.
"Other than 'All Birds Pay Homage to the Phoenix', I've also written many songs for funerals.”
"It's rare to get so many people. Why don't we record these songs together?”
What?
Duan Jiangping and Sister Qin gasped, completely dumbfounded.
That was the Dragon Country Music Academy!
It was the highest artistic palace of the Dragon Country's music!
They were all famous musicians and artists!
You want them to help you record…a funeral song?!
F * ck! That's a Music Hall, You Want Them to Record Funeral Songs?
"Boss, they're here!"
The secretary pushed the door open and suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. It was as if the temperature in the office was chilly.
Vaguely, there seemed to be a gust of Yin wind blowing past.
"Please, please!" Duan Jiangping glared at Su Meng and quickly stood up.
The secretary stepped aside, and a white-haired old man and a young and beautiful girl walked in from the door.
They were Teacher Hu and Bai Xiaoling from the Dragon Country Music Academy.
Duan Jiangping quickly came up to support him and said respectfully.
"Teacher Hu, you've worked hard on your journey.”
"I have to trouble you to come personally for such a small matter.”
Teacher Hu waved his hand and chuckled.
"I don't have many classes recently, so I have nothing to do.”
"Little friend Su Meng…Oh, no, Master Su. Hello!”
As he said that, he enthusiastically stretched out his hand and shook Su Meng's hand a few times.
He looked at Su Meng with satisfaction as if he was looking at his son-in-law.
Su Meng replied politely with a dumbfounded expression.
"Old Master, who are you? Do you want me to blow a tune for you after you leave?”
Caw, caw, caw ~ A few crows suddenly flew past the office, cawing and cawing.
Even Teacher Hu's face stiffened. These words had directly made him unable to understand.
Duan Jiangping immediately became anxious. He glared at Su Meng and quickly introduced him.
"Su Meng, what nonsense are you talking about?”
"This is Teacher Hu Zhengyuan, the head of the folk music department at the Dragon Country Music Academy. He is a big shot in the domestic folk music industry.”
"If the old man were to leave, you wouldn't have the chance to... Uh..."
Duan Jiangping was like a duck that had its neck strangled. He was suddenly speechless.
He wished he could give her a few slaps.
F * ck, are you poisonous? I've been led astray by you.
On the other hand, Sister Qin was in a good mood.
I wasn't the only one who had a mental breakdown?
Hu Zheng Yuan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter.
"Little friend Su, you're really humorous. Then it's settled.”
"If one day I lose my footing, you must send me off with a song of 'All Birds Pay Homage to the Phoenix'.”
No way, you're really coming?
Duan Jiangping and Sister Qin were dumbfounded.
Speaking of which, do you artists not care about life and death?
Su
Meng was surprised to hear that.
This Teacher Hu seemed to be quite interesting.
For a moment, she had a good impression of him.
Hu Zhengyuan laughed for a while before he said seriously.
"Mr. Su, I came to you today because I have a request.”
"Well…it's not about the work.”
"It's like this. I see that Mr. Su seems to have a lot of insight into folk music.”
"Especially the suona technique. It can be said to be at the peak of perfection.”
"So, on behalf of the folk music department of the Dragon Country Music Academy, I would like to invite Mr. Su Meng to give a few lessons.”
"I wonder if it's convenient for you, Mr. Smith?”
Aiyo? Su Meng looked at him in surprise.
Sister Qin had told him about this before. He didn't expect the old man to make a trip here.
Wasn't this sincerity too much?
Teacher Hu continued.
"Also, I personally think that Mr. Su's 'Hundred Birds Pay Homage to the Phoenix' is a rare masterpiece of art.”
"But it's a little too weak to rely on just one suona.”
"I wonder if Mr. Smith intends to officially record this song?”
"I'm not talented, but I have some reputation in the domestic folk music industry.”
"The lead singers of the major Chinese orchestras in the country are basically my students.”
"If Mr. Smith needs it, I'll get all of them to come over and help. What do you think, Mr. Smith?”
F * ck! He was really a big shot!
Su Meng was really shocked.
Although folk music was declining in the country, it still had a place as a traditional art.
Especially those big groups, they were all national music groups!
Each lead was a well-deserved performer!
In the end, this old man had to come back to help him with a sentence?
Wasn't his face a little too big?
Duan
Jiangping and Sister Qin already knew about this.
However, when he heard Teacher Hu's words, his eyes still lit up and his breathing became heavier.
In the future, who would dare to say that Su Meng was a young hunk?
No matter what, he could be considered half an artist!
Look, look, look. He's so handsome. One look and you can tell that he's an artist!
Su Meng thought for a moment and laughed.
"Old Master, don't call me Mr. Su. It's too polite.”
"You call me Su Meng or Master Su. It sounds so friendly.”
"I","I" have "I" have "I"”
When Teacher Hu heard this, his eyes lit up and he blurted out without thinking.
"Tell me, I'll agree to whatever conditions you have!”
Su Meng chuckled and said indifferently.
"Other than 'All Birds Pay Homage to the Phoenix', I've also written many songs for funerals.”
"It's rare to get so many people. Why don't we record these songs together?”
What?
Duan Jiangping and Sister Qin gasped, completely dumbfounded.
That was the Dragon Country Music Academy!
It was the highest artistic palace of the Dragon Country's music!
They were all famous musicians and artists!
You want them to help you record…a funeral song?!
F * ck! That's a Music Hall, You Want Them to Record Funeral Songs?
"Boss, they're here!"
The secretary pushed the door open and suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. It was as if the temperature in the office was chilly.
Vaguely, there seemed to be a gust of Yin wind blowing past.
"Please, please!" Duan Jiangping glared at Su Meng and quickly stood up.
The secretary stepped aside, and a white-haired old man and a young and beautiful girl walked in from the door.
They were Teacher Hu and Bai Xiaoling from the Dragon Country Music Academy.
Duan Jiangping quickly came up to support him and said respectfully.
"Teacher Hu, you've worked hard on your journey.”
"I have to trouble you to come personally for such a small matter.”
Teacher Hu waved his hand and chuckled.
"I don't have many classes recently, so I have nothing to do.”
"Little friend Su Meng…Oh, no, Master Su. Hello!”
As he said that, he enthusiastically stretched out his hand and shook Su Meng's hand a few times.
He looked at Su Meng with satisfaction as if he was looking at his son-in-law.
Su Meng replied politely with a dumbfounded expression.
"Old Master, who are you? Do you want me to blow a tune for you after you leave?”
Caw, caw, caw ~ A few crows suddenly flew past the office, cawing and cawing.
Even Teacher Hu's face stiffened. These words had directly made him unable to understand.
Duan Jiangping immediately became anxious. He glared at Su Meng and quickly introduced him.
"Su Meng, what nonsense are you talking about?”
"This is Teacher Hu Zhengyuan, the head of the folk music department at the Dragon Country Music Academy. He is a big shot in the domestic folk music industry.”
"If the old man were to leave, you wouldn't have the chance to... Uh..."
Duan Jiangping was like a duck that had its neck strangled. He was suddenly speechless.
He wished he could give her a few slaps.
F * ck, are you poisonous? I've been led astray by you.
On the other hand, Sister Qin was in a good mood.
I wasn't the only one who had a mental breakdown?
Hu Zheng Yuan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter.
"Little friend Su, you're really humorous. Then it's settled.”
"If one day I lose my footing, you must send me off with a song of 'All Birds Pay Homage to the Phoenix'.”
No way, you're really coming?
Duan Jiangping and Sister Qin were dumbfounded.
Speaking of which, do you artists not care about life and death?
Su
Meng was surprised to hear that.
This Teacher Hu seemed to be quite interesting.
For a moment, she had a good impression of him.
Hu Zhengyuan laughed for a while before he said seriously.
"Mr. Su, I came to you today because I have a request.”
"Well…it's not about the work.”
"It's like this. I see that Mr. Su seems to have a lot of insight into folk music.”
"Especially the suona technique. It can be said to be at the peak of perfection.”
"So, on behalf of the folk music department of the Dragon Country Music Academy, I would like to invite Mr. Su Meng to give a few lessons.”
"I wonder if it's convenient for you, Mr. Smith?”
Aiyo? Su Meng looked at him in surprise.
Sister Qin had told him about this before. He didn't expect the old man to make a trip here.
Wasn't this sincerity too much?
Teacher Hu continued.
"Also, I personally think that Mr. Su's 'Hundred Birds Pay Homage to the Phoenix' is a rare masterpiece of art.”
"But it's a little too weak to rely on just one suona.”
"I wonder if Mr. Smith intends to officially record this song?”
"I'm not talented, but I have some reputation in the domestic folk music industry.”
"The lead singers of the major Chinese orchestras in the country are basically my students.”
"If Mr. Smith needs it, I'll get all of them to come over and help. What do you think, Mr. Smith?”
F * ck! He was really a big shot!
Su Meng was really shocked.
Although folk music was declining in the country, it still had a place as a traditional art.
Especially those big groups, they were all national music groups!
Each lead was a well-deserved performer!
In the end, this old man had to come back to help him with a sentence?
Wasn't his face a little too big?
Duan
Jiangping and Sister Qin already knew about this.
However, when he heard Teacher Hu's words, his eyes still lit up and his breathing became heavier.
In the future, who would dare to say that Su Meng was a young hunk?
No matter what, he could be considered half an artist!
Look, look, look. He's so handsome. One look and you can tell that he's an artist!
Su Meng thought for a moment and laughed.
"Old Master, don't call me Mr. Su. It's too polite.”
"You call me Su Meng or Master Su. It sounds so friendly.”
"I","I" have "I" have "I"”
When Teacher Hu heard this, his eyes lit up and he blurted out without thinking.
"Tell me, I'll agree to whatever conditions you have!”
Su Meng chuckled and said indifferently.
"Other than 'All Birds Pay Homage to the Phoenix', I've also written many songs for funerals.”
"It's rare to get so many people. Why don't we record these songs together?”
What?
Duan Jiangping and Sister Qin gasped, completely dumbfounded.
That was the Dragon Country Music Academy!
It was the highest artistic palace of the Dragon Country's music!
They were all famous musicians and artists!
You want them to help you record…a funeral song?!
F * ck! That's a Music Hall, You Want Them to Record Funeral Songs?
"Boss, they're here!"
The secretary pushed the door open and suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. It was as if the temperature in the office was chilly.
Vaguely, there seemed to be a gust of Yin wind blowing past.
"Please, please!" Duan Jiangping glared at Su Meng and quickly stood up.
The secretary stepped aside, and a white-haired old man and a young and beautiful girl walked in from the door.
They were Teacher Hu and Bai Xiaoling from the Dragon Country Music Academy.
Duan Jiangping quickly came up to support him and said respectfully.
"Teacher Hu, you've worked hard on your journey.”
"I have to trouble you to come personally for such a small matter.”
Teacher Hu waved his hand and chuckled.
"I don't have many classes recently, so I have nothing to do.”
"Little friend Su Meng…Oh, no, Master Su. Hello!”
As he said that, he enthusiastically stretched out his hand and shook Su Meng's hand a few times.
He looked at Su Meng with satisfaction as if he was looking at his son-in-law.
Su Meng replied politely with a dumbfounded expression.
"Old Master, who are you? Do you want me to blow a tune for you after you leave?”
Caw, caw, caw ~ A few crows suddenly flew past the office, cawing and cawing.
Even Teacher Hu's face stiffened. These words had directly made him unable to understand.
Duan Jiangping immediately became anxious. He glared at Su Meng and quickly introduced him.
"Su Meng, what nonsense are you talking about?”
"This is Teacher Hu Zhengyuan, the head of the folk music department at the Dragon Country Music Academy. He is a big shot in the domestic folk music industry.”
"If the old man were to leave, you wouldn't have the chance to... Uh..."
Duan Jiangping was like a duck that had its neck strangled. He was suddenly speechless.
He wished he could give her a few slaps.
F * ck, are you poisonous? I've been led astray by you.
On the other hand, Sister Qin was in a good mood.
I wasn't the only one who had a mental breakdown?
Hu Zheng Yuan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter.
"Little friend Su, you're really humorous. Then it's settled.”
"If one day I lose my footing, you must send me off with a song of 'All Birds Pay Homage to the Phoenix'.”
No way, you're really coming?
Duan Jiangping and Sister Qin were dumbfounded.
Speaking of which, do you artists not care about life and death?
Su
Meng was surprised to hear that.
This Teacher Hu seemed to be quite interesting.
For a moment, she had a good impression of him.
Hu Zhengyuan laughed for a while before he said seriously.
"Mr. Su, I came to you today because I have a request.”
"Well…it's not about the work.”
"It's like this. I see that Mr. Su seems to have a lot of insight into folk music.”
"Especially the suona technique. It can be said to be at the peak of perfection.”
"So, on behalf of the folk music department of the Dragon Country Music Academy, I would like to invite Mr. Su Meng to give a few lessons.”
"I wonder if it's convenient for you, Mr. Smith?”
Aiyo? Su Meng looked at him in surprise.
Sister Qin had told him about this before. He didn't expect the old man to make a trip here.
Wasn't this sincerity too much?
Teacher Hu continued.
"Also, I personally think that Mr. Su's 'Hundred Birds Pay Homage to the Phoenix' is a rare masterpiece of art.”
"But it's a little too weak to rely on just one suona.”
"I wonder if Mr. Smith intends to officially record this song?”
"I'm not talented, but I have some reputation in the domestic folk music industry.”
"The lead singers of the major Chinese orchestras in the country are basically my students.”
"If Mr. Smith needs it, I'll get all of them to come over and help. What do you think, Mr. Smith?”
F * ck! He was really a big shot!
Su Meng was really shocked.
Although folk music was declining in the country, it still had a place as a traditional art.
Especially those big groups, they were all national music groups!
Each lead was a well-deserved performer!
In the end, this old man had to come back to help him with a sentence?
Wasn't his face a little too big?
Duan
Jiangping and Sister Qin already knew about this.
However, when he heard Teacher Hu's words, his eyes still lit up and his breathing became heavier.
In the future, who would dare to say that Su Meng was a young hunk?
No matter what, he could be considered half an artist!
Look, look, look. He's so handsome. One look and you can tell that he's an artist!
Su Meng thought for a moment and laughed.
"Old Master, don't call me Mr. Su. It's too polite.”
"You call me Su Meng or Master Su. It sounds so friendly.”
"I","I" have "I" have "I"”
When Teacher Hu heard this, his eyes lit up and he blurted out without thinking.
"Tell me, I'll agree to whatever conditions you have!”
Su Meng chuckled and said indifferently.
"Other than 'All Birds Pay Homage to the Phoenix', I've also written many songs for funerals.”
"It's rare to get so many people. Why don't we record these songs together?”
What?
Duan Jiangping and Sister Qin gasped, completely dumbfounded.
That was the Dragon Country Music Academy!
It was the highest artistic palace of the Dragon Country's music!
They were all famous musicians and artists!
You want them to help you record…a funeral song?!
F * ck!
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