Su Meng Can't Hold It In Anymore, Help Him Settle It!
In the theater, the audience stood up and walked out one after another.
As they walked, they discussed animatedly.
Today's match was really worth it!
At this moment, Grandpa Yu quickly walked onto the stage and knocked on the microphone.
"Everyone, sorry to disturb you.”
Oh? Did the crosstalk industry have Easter eggs these days?
Everyone turned around and looked over excitedly.
Grandpa Yu cupped his hands, his face full of joy.
"Well, we have a happy occasion here today.”
"There will be a simple disciple acceptance ceremony later.”
"If you're not in a hurry to go home, why don't you stay and be a witness?”
Oh? Disciple acceptance ceremony?
The audience was instantly interested.
After all, this was not very common.
Someone shouted.
"Uncle Yu, do you want to take in a disciple, or does Ms. Guo want to take in a disciple?”
Grandpa Yu shook his head and chuckled.
"Neither. Today, my master, Shi Fukuan, is taking in a new disciple.”
"In other words, this is my little junior brother!”
What was that? There was a commotion in the crowd.
Old Master Shi Fukuan was going to take in a disciple?
Hasn't the old master not appeared for a long time?
She heard that her health was not good and she was seriously ill. She did not have much time left.
Why would he take in a disciple at this juncture?
Instantly, everyone's curiosity was piqued, and they sat down again.
A
chair had already been placed on the stage.
All the members of De Yun Club went up on stage and stood behind them as witnesses.
Guo Dagang personally acted as the emcee and walked onto the stage, speaking loudly.
"The ceremony for Shi Fukuang's acceptance of a disciple begins now!”
"Master, please take a seat!"
With the help of Grandpa Yu, Shi Fukuang sat on the chair shakily.
When they saw that it was really the old man, there was a round of applause below the stage.
Guo Dagang explained to the audience.
"According to the rules of our crosstalk industry, there should be three masters to acknowledge a master, namely, guiding the master, protecting the master, and replacing the master.”
"But today's situation is special. According to the old master's wishes, everything will be simplified.”
After saying that, he shouted loudly,
"Let's welcome today's disciple, Su Meng, onto the stage!”
Su Meng? The audience instantly exploded.
The person who was going to be his disciple today was actually Su Meng? Su Meng actually wanted to acknowledge Shi Fukuang as his master?
Su Mengyi's face was filled with a rare seriousness.
Guo Dagang continued to shout.
"Disciple bows three times to show respect to Master ~"
"One bow to thank Master for his nurturing.”
"Second bow, I wish you good health.”
"Three bows, the future of crosstalk will flourish!”
Su Meng bowed three times to the old man respectfully.
Guo Dagang continued to shout.
"Next, master and disciple will exchange gifts!”
The old man trembled as he picked up an allegro and rubbed it for a long time. A trace of reminiscence appeared in his eyes.
Then, he solemnly handed the allegro to Su Meng and said earnestly.
"This set of allegro was left behind by my master, Mister Gao Fengshan.”
"Before you, I took in four disciples, but I never passed down this allegro.”
"Today, I'll hand it over to you. I hope you can carry this skill forward.”
Su Meng respectfully took the board and took out a suona.
"Master, I was in a hurry today and didn't have time to prepare a gift.”
"Although this suona is not eye-catching, it has an extraordinary meaning to me.”
"I use this suona to express my gratitude to you.”
He was speaking from the bottom of his heart.
He had bought this suona from a roadside musical instrument store, so it wasn't worth much.
However, it was the first item he had made a name for himself after coming to this world. Naturally, it had extraordinary significance.
The old man took the suona and stroked it for a while. Suddenly, he smiled.
"Good, very good. I forgot that your suona skills are also superb.”
"Then when I'm old, you can play a song for me to send me off.”
Su Meng nodded and said respectfully.
"Yes, sir!"
Behind Shi Fukuan, his grandson was on the verge of tears.
Grandpa, why do you think it's reasonable for you to say this, but I have to be beaten up if I say it?
However, when one was old, did they really value the suona so much?
Then should I learn a few moves from Youngest Uncle? After my father dies, I'll blow on him too?
I'm indeed filial! Praise!
Guo
Dagang said loudly when he saw that the segment was over.
"Next, please give me a lecture, Master!”
Then, he respectfully handed the microphone to the old man.
The old man raised the microphone and said weakly.
"Su Meng, this child, good, very good!”
"His craftsmanship has already reached great success, and I'm old. There's nothing I can teach him.”
"I said that I wanted to take him as my disciple, but speaking of which, I was the one who shamelessly climbed up the social ladder.”
"However, since you're a master, you have to take on the responsibility of a master.”
"As long as I'm alive, I'll do my best to shelter him from the wind and rain.”
"Qian 'er, the four of you, come over and meet Little Junior Brother.”
Shi Fu-kuan had taken in four disciples in his life, and all of them were in Deyun Society.
Uncle Yu, Liu Xianwei, Hou Zhen, and the animal breeder Sun Yue.
The four of them walked over, their faces filled with joy.
"Hello, Junior Brother! In the future, if there's anything, just say it. There's no need to be polite between us martial brothers.”
Su Meng also cupped his hands and said with a smile.
"Greetings, senior martial brothers."
"Senior Brother, you're being too polite. When we first met, I didn't stand on ceremony with you.”
After saying that, the few of them laughed out loud.
Guo Dagang was also beaming with joy.
Although Su Meng wasn't a member of Deyun Club in theory, his relationship with the club was obvious.
"Su Meng, according to seniority, I can be considered your senior brother.”
"In the future, Deyun Club will be your house. Come back anytime when you come to the capital.”
"Whenever you want to go up and practice a few moves, let me know. I'll help you arrange it.”
Su Meng laughed.
"Senior Brother Guo, what are you saying?
"Today, you dragged me to work for your Deyun Club and even took away a song from me. In the future, you still want me to work for you for free?”
"Do you have to catch a sheep?”
Guo Dagang also laughed and waved at his disciples.
"Come, greet your Youngest Uncle and Youngest Advisor!”
Most of the people in this group were Guo Dagang's disciples, but there were also a few grand-disciples from a different generation.
At this moment, they also bowed and greeted him respectfully.
The little Uncle-Master's "
"Greetings, little advisor!"
Although they were respectful on the surface, they were all dumbfounded on the inside.
Speaking of which, Su Meng's age seemed to be younger than most of the people present. How did he become an uncle-master and grandmaster?
Especially Little Yueyue, who was on the verge of tears.
On the show, you bullied me to get back at me, and now you're all the way here?
Why do I suddenly feel that my future will be bleak?
…
"Drip, drip, drip, drip, tap, tap, tap
,
Many people were familiar with this piece. It was Su Meng's suona song,"Pigsy Carrying His Wife."
Sister Qin, who was in her pajamas, picked up her phone in a daze.
"Hey, Xiao Yan, what's wrong?”
"Why are you calling in the middle of the night? Did something happen?”
On the other end of the phone, Zhang Xiaoyan was still a little confused.
"Um…Sister Qin, there's something I need to tell you.”
"In case I catch you off guard tomorrow morning.”
Sister Qin suddenly woke up, and some bad thoughts instantly welled up in her mind.
"What happened? Did something happen to Su Meng?"
"Something happened in the middle of the night. Could it be that Su Meng was caught at Red Romance?”
"How could you bring him to that kind of place?”
"Don't you know that our Su Meng is still a virgin?”
"What kind of assistant are you?”
"If he really can't hold it in, won't you help him solve it?”
"What?" Zhang Xiao Yan was stunned and could hardly believe her ears.
"Sister Qin, you want me to help him solve it?”
"How can such a good thing happen to me?”
Sister Qin nodded and said matter-of-factly.
"Yeah, you're his assistant. If you don't help him solve it, who will?”
"It's only 3000 yuan to find a better place.”
"When the time comes for your reimbursement, you can just write 'I'm cheering for Su Meng.' Do you still need me to teach you?”
Crack, crack, crack…
Zhang Xiaoyan seemed to hear the sound of her heart breaking.
I knew it!
I'm just an ordinary assistant. How could such a good thing happen to me?
On the other side, Sister Qin was still making arrangements.
"If you want to find someone, find a safe place, like Heavenly Earth…"
A groggy voice suddenly came from the side.
"Heavenly Earth is expensive. 3000 yuan isn't enough…"
Sister Qin's gaze suddenly became dangerous.
He kicked the person beside him, who was sleeping soundly, off the bed.
"You seem to be very experienced.”
The man suddenly woke up and knelt down with a thud. His movements were so practiced that it made one's heart ache.
"My dear wife, listen to my excuses…no, my explanations!”
Zhang Xiaoyan heard the crackling sound on the other end of the phone and felt numb.
Speaking of which, is this something I can listen to?
Did I discover some shocking gossip?
He hurriedly shouted.
"Sister Qin, look at the headlines on Weibo. Su Meng is in the headlines again.”
Then, she hung up the phone in a flurry.
However, when he hung up the phone, he vaguely heard a roar from the other end.
"Duan Jiangping! Even
though it was already early in the morning, it was still the time for night owls to be active.
There was a sudden change in the headlines of Weibo's hot search rankings.
A piece of news suddenly appeared at the top of the list.
[Su Meng became Shi Fukuan's disciple and became the Little Uncle-Master of Deyun Society! The headline
[had just gone up for a short while, but it had fallen to second place.
[Guo Dagang Uncle Yu Su Meng Combats (Explosive)[
In the past week, Su Meng's cards on Weibo could be said to be at the top of the top.
The words 'Deyun Club' and 'Guo Dagang' were already extremely popular.
When these few words were added together, the entire Internet instantly exploded.
"I'm not surprised that Su Meng knows how to do crosstalk. After all, he said it at the comic convention, but…Little Uncle-Master Deyun? What the hell is this?"
"Su Meng's crosstalk is so funny. I'm dying of laughter.”
"Most importantly, Su Meng is standing between Guo Dagang and Grandpa Yu, but he is not at a disadvantage at all?”
"F * ck, hasn't Old Master Shi Fukuan shown his face in public for a long time? I thought he had already…Cough, cough, cough. I didn't expect him to take Su Meng as his disciple?”
"Hahahaha, Xing Hai Entertainment is probably going to cry to death. It was not easy for them to become a top celebrity, but they are going to be stolen by De Yun Society?”
"Let me count how many titles Su Meng has. Master Su, Sect Master Su, Su Beggar…Now, there's a Martial Uncle Su?”
"Where is the girl Deyun? Come quickly and pay your respects to Martial Uncle Su!"
"I announce that I have two idols. One is Sect Master Su, and the other is Uncle-Master Su!”
"Humph! So many traitors! Our fan club is on the verge of bankruptcy…
"
" Ding, ding, ding ~"Su Meng's phone suddenly rang.
"Boss, what's the matter in the middle of the night?”
A depressed voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Well…I'm no longer the boss of Xing Hai Entertainment. I've been fired.”
"Well…I'm your manager now.”
Su Meng was silent for a while and then said calmly.
"Brother Duan, it's good that you're used to it.”
"That…Safflower oil is good at promoting blood circulation…"
Duan Jiangping felt uncomfortable.
This child was really a snob. Did he change his name to Old Duan so smoothly?
"Su Meng, I heard that you've become Shi Fukuang's disciple?”
Su Meng nodded and said calmly.
"Yes, and I'm now Little Uncle-Master Deyun.”
"Guo Dagang has already said that Deyun Club is my home. I can come whenever I want
…"
"It wasn't easy for the company to nurture you. You won't leave Brother Duan just like that, right?”
Su Meng's tone seemed to be a little melancholic.
"Sigh…I didn't want to, but they were too enthusiastic.”
"I said that I wanted to film a movie, and Grandpa Yu didn't say anything and went to play a corpse in the movie
..." Duan Jiangping sighed and said faintly.
"Su Meng, actually, I'm the best at acting as a corpse.”
"After all, you know that Brother Duan lives in misery every day. He's better off dead than alive. I have experience in acting as a corpse!”
"But Grandpa Yu is bigger than you.”Su Meng still didn't relent.
Duan Jiangping was about to cry.
"Su Meng…Oh no, Brother Su, just tell me what you want.”
Su Meng nodded and said slowly.
"I want to shoot a movie soon, but I don't have a crew
…" Duan Jiangping suddenly started shaking.
"Isn't it just a crew? There's someone in our company!"
"Brother Duan, I'll be your producer and personally help you build a crew!”
"In the industry, I'll help you find anyone you want to play.”
"There's no need for actors.”Only then did Su Meng smile slightly, feeling proud of himself.
"After all, it's just a low-budget movie. There's no need for big shots.”
"With me, Boss Yang, Liu Tianxian, Deng Ziqi, Little Yueyue, and Uncle Yu…it's enough.”
What? Duan Jiangping's eyeballs almost popped out.
This was called not being a big shot celebrity?
Do you have some misunderstanding about the word 'celebrity' or 'stustudent'?
But this way, he didn't seem to have contributed much.
After thinking for a moment, Duan Jiangping gritted his teeth and closed the door with a pained expression.
"Su Meng, even if it's a small cost, it has to be a few million, right?”
"I know how much money you've earned over the past few years.”
"How about this? I still have five million yuan in my pocket
…" Su Meng exclaimed.
"You have five million yuan? Sister Qin…Oh, no, she's the boss now. Does the boss know about this?”
Duan Jiangping choked and said unhappily.
"I already said that I have a secret stash of money. Do you think she will know?”
"Don't worry, even if we lose everything, your Brother Duan won't say a word.”
"As long as you don't leave Xing Hai Entertainment.”
"Otherwise, I'll probably become a eunuch in this life, let alone usurping the throne of the boss..."
Su Meng chuckled and said lightly.
"I'll pay one million. The screenwriter and director will take 60% of the shares.”
"You bid two million to be the producer and take 40% of the shares
…Deal!" Duan Jiangping agreed without thinking.
Su Meng thought for a moment and comforted him.
"Brother Duan, don't worry. With this wave of investment, I'll definitely turn you around and make you the boss again!”
Duan Jiangping sighed. He didn't believe it at all.
You are the company, the company
And you want me to return to the throne of the boss? It's already good enough that I don't clean the toilets this time!
It wasn't like he hadn't swept it before…
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