Do You Think I Can't Amend Funeral Songs?
In the live broadcast room, it was as if a gust of cold wind blew past, and many people could not help but shiver.
After a long time, a bullet comment finally appeared on the screen that had been silent for a long time.
"Well, why don't we help Master Su make an idea? Would it be better to call the album " The Great Funeral " or " Westbound Road of Peace "?”
Strangely, no one replied to the bullet screen.
The bullet comment area was still empty.
After a long time, someone finally replied.
"Isn't it awkward that no one is paying attention to you?"
This bullet screen seemed to have ignited the enthusiasm of the netizens. Finally, some people replied sporadically.
"That…I think 'The Great Funeral' should be more straightforward…Anyway, if my father doesn't die, I definitely won't buy it.”
"I'm so conflicted. Should I support Master Su's first album?”
"Speaking of which, this album…isn't it a little strong to make a lullaby?”
"Thank God. Fortunately, I'm a member of Beggar's Sect and a fan of Su Beggar. I don't have to worry about this.”
"Previous poster, do you know how to sing Lotus Falling? Had he lost his ability to stir-fry meat with chili? Our sect master is still the best. He won't let us be so conflicted.”
"Cult Master? Hmph, did 'Song of the Psycho' cure you?”
"Hahahaha…you guys are making me laugh. Our Little Uncle-Master Deyun wouldn't have made us so conflicted.”
"Little Uncle-Master seems to have been threatening to smash De Yun Club? Please make your choice!”
Suddenly, a different scene appeared in the group of idiotic bullet comments.
" You might not believe me, but I told my friend that I have a new album called 'Westbound Road of Peace.' It's an album with the theme of 'Journey to the West'. He actually believed me and even said that he wanted to buy it…"
Caw, caw, caw…A few crows flew by leisurely and happily.
The bullet comment area quieted down for a moment, then suddenly exploded.
"You can even do this? There's such an innocent and kind person?"
"F * ck! That's a good idea. Why didn't I think of that?”
"The album's name must be 'Westbound Road of Peace'. I'll promote it to those fans of the West!”
"Hehe, I've already tricked a friend into booking a copy of 'The Road of Peace to the West'. I'm Master Su's true fan!”
"All my friends seem to be Su Meng's fans. It's not easy to fool them.”
"Open your mind, friends! Ping An…didn't the name sound like a blessing? So you know…"
It had to be said that the power of true fans was enormous.
Although it was just a funeral song, the silly netizens instantly came up with many ideas under the buff of true love.
This was ridiculous.
Therefore, even Su Meng himself didn't know how this album, which was originally prepared for free, would go astray…
……
The atmosphere at the recording studio was extremely awkward.
The corners of their mouths twitched crazily, and they could not help but want to curse.
The last time I asked you to be a musician, you took on a free job as a suona master.
This time, you're a musician again. You've actually leveled up?
He didn't want to be a suona master anymore. He wanted to be the master of a suona master?
He even wanted to record the teaching materials of a free suona master?!
Can't you f * cking do something decent?
Little Yueyue took a few deep breaths and forced himself to return to normal.
He turned to Deng Ziqi and laughed dryly.
"Hehe…Sister Ziqi, about that…leave the work of serving tea to me.”
"I was a waiter in a restaurant before I did crosstalk. I'm familiar with this. Don't let others snatch it away from me…"
"And me!" Celestial Immortal Liu said.
"The massage is mine…"
"No!" Boss Yang interrupted him with a suggestion.
"The massage must be mine because I have experience!”
"I often give her a hot massage, and she feels very comfortable every time…"
Hmm?
Countless curious eyes instantly turned to Boss Yang.
Did I eat too many beans? Why did he suddenly think of something else?
Are you wearing lace today?
Boss Yang still hadn't realized what he was saying. He just stared at Deng Ziqi, not showing any weakness.
Liu Tianxian silently gave him a thumbs up.
You're still the best. How dare you say such things?
In order not to record a funeral song, you're also going all out.
I, Celestial Immortal Liu, am ashamed of my inferiority!
Heaving a sigh, Celestial Immortal Liu was finally defeated.
"Alright then. You can massage my shoulders and back, and I'll serve you tea. It's a happy decision.”
Little Yueyue panicked when he heard this.
"The two of you…"
"Hmm?"
"Sisters, you can't be unreasonable! I reserved this first! First come, first served…"
"Ladies first, understand?" Celestial Immortal Liu looked at Little Yueyue threateningly.
"Do you want Sister Fairy's million Guardian Vajra to talk to you?”
" Wah…" Little Yueyue finally couldn't help but burst into tears.
As she cried, she said stubbornly.
"Do you bully people like this? Do you think you're the only one with fans? Do you think I don't have fans?"
"Do you think the legendary Deyun girls are all vegetarian?”
"You've forced me into a corner. Be careful of me…"
Before he could finish, Boss Yang suddenly said faintly.
"Speaking of which, do those Deyun girls want to see you serve tea and pour water more?”
"Or do you prefer to watch you record a funeral song?”
Caw…Little Yueyue's crying stopped immediately.
After a while, she burst into tears again.
This cry was simply heartbreaking to hear and tearful to smell.
You're right, you're absolutely right!
The girls of Deyun were famous for being good at finding work, taking turns, performing crosstalk on stage, and watching actors make a fool of themselves!
Do you think they will stand by and do nothing when they have the chance to insult Little Yueyue?
No! Not only would they not stand by and watch, they would even add fuel to the fire!
What's so fun about serving tea?
To record a funeral song!
……
"Bah! Damn honey, why did you say everything?”
"Don't you know that it's easy to be misunderstood if you say that?”
In a studio, Reba held her phone, her delicate face blushing.
But…Big Mimi gave me a massage?
That sounds interesting…
"Teacher Reba, it's time for the next group!”
a cameraman said loudly.
"Coming, coming!"
Reba quickly threw her phone away and ran to the camera.
A moment later, the cameraman's exclamation came from the studio.
"Aiyo, Teacher Reba, these two blushes on your face are very natural!”
"That's great! This set of photos will definitely be the pinnacle of my career!”
"Hurry up and take the photos. I'll give you a massage sooner…"
"Hmm?"
"... The earlier I finish filming, the earlier I... go install a motorcycle..."
……
Su Meng looked at Little Yueyue crying sadly and felt sorry for him.
"Little Yueyue, don't cry. Since they don't want you, come with me.”
Little Yueyue cried even harder.
"Little Uncle-Master, you want me to record a funeral song? You make it sound so simple!"
"I'm a crosstalk actor. The audience laughs when they see me. That's my pursuit.”
"But now, when I go to record the funeral song, the audience wants to cry when they see me. What's going on?”
A scene instantly appeared in many people's minds.
Little Yueyue walked onto the stage and bowed.
"Apprentice Little Yueyue, come up and bow."
A burst of passionate crying immediately erupted from the audience.
"Okay…wah…Little Yueyue is so easy to cry…I feel like crying whenever I see him.”
" Why is today's crosstalk so tear-inducing…wah…"
" Waaah…I'm crying to death…"
Was this Deyun Crosstalk Club or Deyun Funeral Parlor?
Thinking of this scene, everyone could not help but shudder.
Terrifying! It was too terrifying!
……
F * ck!
Su Meng almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
Speaking of which, isn't the impression I left on you a little off?
He snorted coldly and said resentfully.
"Look at you!"
"I'm your Martial Uncle. How can I trick you?”
"I don't believe it!" Little Yueyue interrupted him.
"My master has already tricked Master Yu's ancestors for eighteen generations.”
"Little Uncle-Master, you must also…"
"Pah!" Su Meng said unhappily.
"Did you bring your brain with you?"
"Didn't you hear what I just said?”
"This time, besides the funeral song, I will also record the Mountain and River Painting…"
"Little Uncle-Master, are you serious?" Little Yueyue's crying stopped abruptly, and he instantly became spirited.
"What do you think?" Su Meng said with disdain.
"Even if I wanted to cheat you, it would be your master. You've dropped my seniority for no reason!"
"I knew that Uncle-Master is the best!"
Little Yueyue ran over in a flash, raised his toot fists and lightly knocked on his back.
There was even a humble smile on his face.
"Uncle-Master, I'll take care of all the work of serving tea and pouring water, massaging shoulders and massaging backs!”
"How is the strength of this martial uncle?"
"Don't worry, I'll definitely serve you well and make you feel very comfortable…"
Hmm? Su Meng's eyes suddenly became dangerous…
……
[Mountain River Painting]?
Tianxian Liu and Boss Yang looked at each other and suddenly thought of this.
That's right! How could I forget this song?
Since Su Meng had a proper song aside from funeral songs, then…
As if they had discussed it, the two women rushed over.
She pushed Little Yueyue away and held Su Meng's hands.
Liu Tianxian held Su Meng's left hand and blinked her innocent eyes.
"Brother Su Meng, can you bring me along?”
"I will serve you tea and make the bed. I will definitely serve you well.”
Boss Yang was not to be outdone.
Wasn't it just a competition of acting skills? He spoke as if everyone was an actor.
His eyes instantly became blurry, and the light flickered like a pool of water.
"Boss, I know how to massage. My massage skills are very good.”
"Even Reba said it was comfortable.”
"You're the first male boss I've pressed…"
"I have all the equipment. When can I go to work?”
Little Yueyue was flabbergasted.
Aren't female celebrities nowadays too curly?
There were even people fighting over tea, water, massages, and back massages?
But…why do I want to cry so badly?
Why didn't anyone treat me like this…55555…
On the other side, Deng Ziqi was already stunned.
Are you guys mistaken? It's as if I'm the real musician, right?
Just now, all of you were still circling around me, all of you swearing so confidently, and now you're betraying me just like that?
Bah! Scumbag!
As expected, the more beautiful a woman was, the better she was at lying!
I'm still the most honest and won't lie…Hmm? There seemed to be something wrong with these words?
Deng Ziqi fell into deep thought…
……
He couldn't take it anymore! He really couldn't take it anymore!
Su Meng was about to raise his gun and surrender.
I'm still a virgin in this life, okay?
One was a pure and innocent girl, one was a seductive demon, one had a graceful figure, and the other was fiery and domineering.
Which man could withstand the two of them working together to use a honey trap?
If it wasn't for the fact that I was a VIP in Red Romance in my previous life, I would have made a fool of myself long ago, okay?
But…I really can't take it anymore!
In a daze, Su Meng had already lost his ability to resist.
"Okay, okay, okay. Then the three of us will go together!”
"That's great!" Tianxian Liu and Mr. Yang jumped up excitedly.
Only Little Yueyue was on the verge of tears.
Why was my job stolen again?
"Martial Uncle…can you bring me along to play?”
"Get lost!" Su Meng, Liu Tianxian, and Boss Yang shouted in unison.
Little Yueyue couldn't help but burst into tears…
……
Deng Ziqi looked left and right, as if she was isolated.
As for Hua Chenyu, he was also in the same boat as him…Bah! Who was that?
After thinking about it, Deng Ziqi suddenly gritted her teeth and made up her mind.
"Su Meng, aren't you going to record the Mountain and River Painting?”
"Do you want to come with me?"
"The recording studio I'm recording this time is owned by Teacher Liu Huan.”
"I'll talk to him and ask him to guide you.”
" Worst case scenario…Worst case scenario…" She hesitated for a while and stomped her feet.
"At most, I'll talk to Teacher Liu Huan and ask him to allow you to record those suona songs in the recording studio…"
What? Su Meng was stunned.
What a coincidence!
So the recording studio you're using is owned by Liu Huan?
Before he could speak, Boss Yang had already nodded crazily.
"Okay, okay. Ziqi, tell Teacher Liu Huan about it.”
"Then we can play together again.”
An evil thought flashed through her mind.
Alright, let's go together then.
If Su Meng really recruits strong men to record a funeral song, none of us will be able to escape!
This was what it meant when a family had to be neat and tidy…
Eh? When did we become a family?
Deng Ziqi saw that Su Meng did not say anything and thought that he had acquiesced. She immediately took out her phone.
He dialed the number, and his voice carried a hint of respect.
"Hello, Teacher Liu."
"Oh, Ziqi. What's the matter?”Liu Huan seemed to be in a good mood.
"It's like this, Teacher Liu. I want to go over in a while and finish recording that song. Is it convenient for you?”
"So be it. The sooner you finish recording, the sooner you release the song.”
Deng Ziqi hesitated for a moment and said weakly.
"Oh right, Teacher Liu, I have a friend who wants to record a song too…"
" I see…" Liu Huan seemed to be conflicted.
"Ziqi, there shouldn't be any problem.”
"It's mainly because I'll be recording new songs in the next two days, so I'll be using the recording studio.”
"Forget it. For your sake, you can bring your friends.”
" That..." Deng Ziqi hesitated for a long time before she finally spoke.
" It's mainly because my friend wants to use your recording studio…to record a few songs about Bai Shi…"
"What is it? How can this be?" Liu Huan raised his voice.
"Ziqi, it's not like you don't know the taboos in the industry!”
"It's so inauspicious for you to record a song of Bai Shi in my shed. Who will come again in the future?”
"Tell your friend to find his own place! Beep…"
……
Deng Ziqi gritted her teeth when she heard the busy tone on the phone.
"Su Meng, don't worry. I'll definitely arrange the recording studio for you!”
"No need, no need!" Su Meng quickly interrupted her and took out his phone.
"Hello, Teacher Liu…"
"What Teacher Liu!" Liu Huan was instantly enraged.
"You can just call me Big Brother Huan.”
"Hehe, Brother Huan, I'll go over and record a song later.”
" I'll also record a few suona songs, the kind that's meant for the dead. Look…"
"Alright!" Liu Huan was excited.
"This song is good. It just so happens that I feel that the feng shui in the recording studio is not very good.”
"This is too auspicious…Oh right, wait a moment! Beep…"
He waved his phone. Before Su Meng could say anything, Deng Ziqi's phone rang again. Liu Huan's voice was heard.
"Ziqi, why don't you wait a few more days for your recording?”
"I have a little brother who wants to use the recording studio these few days to record a few pieces of white matter songs…"
？？？
A few question marks slowly appeared above Deng Ziqi's head.
Why did he feel that…something was wrong?
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