I Asked You to Send a Dead Person Away, But You Almost Sent a Living Person Away?
At this moment, Su Meng was already boasting more and more energetically.
All kinds of songs from his previous life's village work came to him one after another.
In the live broadcast room, almost all the netizens were dumbfounded.
Isn't your lethality a little too great?
Who would cry?
This was comparable to a causality weapon, alright?
Fortunately, the netizens in the live broadcast room had learned to be smart. They turned off their voices one by one so that they were not affected.
They could turn off the sound, but they couldn't turn off the live broadcast.
Along with Su Meng's song, the cries at the scene came one after another, and it was almost impossible to stop.
Other than the gongs, drums, cymbals, and other people who subconsciously followed the rhythm, the others were already dumbfounded.
Wasn't the craftsmanship of this master suona craftsman a little too amazing?
……
After another song, the middle-aged men barely stopped crying.
They looked at each other and realized that their eyes were red and swollen.
The boss's voice was nasal.
"Second and Third Brother, you guys should take it easy too. Don't cry yourself to death.”
Second Brother wiped his tears, his voice hoarse.
"I don't know why, but when I hear this suona sound, I remember how good Grandpa was to us in the past. I can't help but want to cry.”
Third Brother nodded. Just as he was about to speak, a commotion suddenly came from the mourning hall behind him.
Someone walked out quickly and said loudly.
"The three of you, come and help. Your father fainted from crying!”
What? The three brothers were shocked and quickly ran in.
The mourning hall was already in a mess. Beside the coffin, an old man's face was filled with tears and he was already unconscious.
The few of them hurriedly went forward and pinched the person in the middle, calming the breath.
A moment later, the old man finally let out a long sigh and opened his eyes.
Seeing that his brothers were all here, he pulled his boss back.
"Boss, where did you hire the suona team today? Isn't this too strong?"
"When I hear that, I remember how hard it was for your grandfather. I can't help but want to cry.”
"Why don't you tell the suona master to take it easy?”
"Otherwise, I'm afraid that not only will you send your grandfather away today, but your father will also be sent away!”
The boss finally understood.
So it wasn't just the three brothers who cried when they heard the suona? Even his own father couldn't take it?
He hurriedly responded and ran out.
As soon as he reached the entrance, he saw Su Meng pick up the suona and put it to his mouth again.
The boss's face turned green as he hurriedly shouted.
"Master! Have mercy!"
In his desperation, his voice became sharp.
Su Meng was in the middle of bragging, and this shout gave him a fright.
Just as he was about to speak, Boss had already rushed up and grabbed his hand.
"Master! Master! I beg you, please rest for a while."
Su Meng wiped the sweat off his forehead and laughed.
"Since I've accepted this job today, I'll definitely have to work hard!”
Boss's face turned green.
Brother, if you put in all your effort to play the suona, we'll have to put in all our effort to cry. Who can stand this?
At least let us rest for a while.
"Master, Master, your craftsmanship is absolutely impeccable.”
"But you're too strong. I can't help but cry when I hear your suona.”
"My father is over eighty years old. He really can't take it anymore. Let him rest for a while.”
"I'm here to send my grandfather off today. Don't send my father off too.”
……
Seeing that Su Meng had stopped bragging, the netizens in the live broadcast room also turned on their voices.
When they heard their boss say that, they were all so happy that they couldn't help but smack their lips.
"F * ck, isn't Su Meng too fierce? Sending someone away with a suona?"
"Let alone an old man in his eighties, I can't bear to cry one after another!”
"Brother…No, Master Su, please stop using your divine power!”
"What do you mean by professional? This is called f * cking professionalism!"
"This is the first time I've heard that the power of the suona is so great?”
"When I heard Su Meng play the suona, I couldn't help but want to cry, but when I saw him play the suona, why couldn't I help but want to laugh?”
Wang Laowu wiped the sweat from his forehead and said carefully.
"Master Su, your craftsmanship is too lethal.”
"Although this is just a matter of fact, we can't be too much, right?”
"Why don't you rest for a while and let our brothers work hard? Can you give me some pointers?"
Su Meng chuckled and put down the suona in his hand.
"Alright, then I'll rest for a while and let the brothers show off their skills.”
The boss glanced at the others and asked with lingering fear.
"Um, let me ask you something first. The craftsmanship of our other masters..."
The suona player from the Wang Family Class scratched his head, feeling a little numb.
"Boss, although our craftsmanship isn't bad, it's still something from the Yang Realm.”
The boss patted his chest and felt relieved.
He had no choice. Su Meng's suona had left him with a psychological shadow.
……
A new book set sail, begging for all kinds of data.
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。