[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-entertainment-told-to-stay-grounded-you-start-ta":3,"chapter-entertainment-told-to-stay-grounded-you-start-ta-entertainment-i-was-told-to-be-down-to-earth-not-chapter-102":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Entertainment: Told to Be Down-to-Earth, You Took Up Funeral Gigs?",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1930687,2633,"Chapter 102","entertainment-i-was-told-to-be-down-to-earth-not-chapter-102",102,"\u003Cp>“This piece… is very good!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“However, it has more elements of showing off technique. The greatest difficulty lies in the speed and the continuous and dense switching of semitones.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Although it looks flashy and is very intimidating.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But the melody itself is highly repetitive, and after long-term practice, it can still be mastered proficiently.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since you are here to communicate, our department has several teachers…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait a minute!” Su Meng suddenly interrupted him and smiled slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Teacher Wu, since you are not very satisfied with this piece, I have written another piece, can you help me comment on it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There’s more?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone was shocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You have such heaven-defying piano technique, and you can also write your own music?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One piece wasn’t enough, and there’s more?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Meng sighed deeply, with a nostalgic expression on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As everyone knows, I used to play the suona in the countryside for funerals, sending some deceased people on their final journey.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everyone is no stranger to this kind of thing, it’s called… sending them off!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So last time when I helped someone send them off, I had a sudden inspiration and wrote a piano piece.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s called… ‘The Bell’!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now, I will present this ‘The Bell’ to everyone!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>？？？？\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless people were confused, and a bunch of question marks floated up slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All your pieces are inspired while working at funerals?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be that working at funerals is the greatest source of artistic inspiration?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I can’t write a song, should I go to a funeral hall and play the suona?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I can’t find my performance state, should I go to a funeral hall and cry for a while?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I have writer’s block and can’t write a novel, should I go write a eulogy for a dead person?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many people fell into deep thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the lecture hall, everyone felt bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed like a cold wind was blowing through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Presenting this “The Bell” to us?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Are you going to send… a bell (a homophone for funeral) to us?\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>“Old Liu… you’ve also written many songs, have you ever worked at funerals?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an office, Hu Zhengyuan looked at Liu Huan and couldn’t help asking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Huan was also completely confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How is that possible?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m at least a person of the living world, how could I go work at funerals for no reason?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Zhengyuan frowned and said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I often hear people say that there is great terror between life and death, but also great opportunity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could it be that Xiao Meng’s creative ability is because he communicated with the yin and yang while working at funerals, and this is an epiphany?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Huan nodded, his face full of firmness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My current creative ability has entered a bottleneck period.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If this is really effective, then next time Xiao Meng goes to work at a funeral, I’ll go with him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling looked at this one, then at that one, and said quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Teachers, it’s already the year 3202, we have to be scientific.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Scientific?” Liu Huan shook his head and said earnestly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao Ling, when you reach a certain level, you will find that what you need is an epiphany!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you cross this threshold, you will leap over the dragon gate and be completely sublimated. If you can’t cross it, you can only stop here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.” Hu Zhengyuan rarely didn’t refute him, but nodded and continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can’t say about other things, but Xiao Meng’s suona technique has definitely broken through this level.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This might be because he had some inspiration while working at funerals… wait!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Zhengyuan suddenly remembered something, stared closely at Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling, and said word by word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The way you addressed us just now was… teachers?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since when did this old rascal become your teacher too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling opened her mouth, but couldn’t say anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sigh… why do I suddenly feel so tired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hiss… terrifying!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Duan Duan Jiangping wake up from the shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was just an ordinary person and couldn’t see so many details.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just saw Su Meng playing the piano incredibly fast, but it sounded very good, and he was directly shocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sister Qin was also full of surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao Meng can actually play the piano so well?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And can write piano music?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And wrote it so well?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Duan Jiangping glanced at her, unable to help but slander in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tell me, you’ve been an agent for two years, what have you been doing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he didn’t dare to refute out loud, just added.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, it feels like this kid, ever since he participated in this program, or more accurately, after playing the suona once.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s like his Ren and Du meridians have been opened.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is called accumulating and breaking out, it’s all because of the previous agent’s good leadership…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sister Qin showed a look of pride and was also very satisfied with his performance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since Xiao Meng can better stimulate creative inspiration by working at gravesides, you should put more effort into it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Spread the word in the circle, whoever kicks the bucket, our Xiao Meng can go to their graveside and play a few pieces…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before she could finish, her face changed drastically, and her voice was even trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No! Old Duan, do you think Xiao Meng might have… picked up something unclean at the graveside?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could there be some thousand-year-old evil spirit or ten-thousand-year-old demon that possessed him and was reborn?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How is that possible?” Duan Duan Jiangping jumped up directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao Meng is still Xiao Meng, he’s still our Xiao Meng, how could he be someone else?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even the little secrets between the two of us, he knows them clearly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For example, he once helped me reimburse a batch of gas fees, but actually I was at the Heaven on Earth…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh? Before he could finish, he suddenly felt a murderous gaze cast upon him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sister Qin’s face was dark, and she squeezed a few words through her teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In that case, let him play a few pieces to send them off…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Bell”!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, what Su Meng brought out this time was Liszt’s “The Bell” from his previous life.\u003C\u002Fp>",1038,"2026-06-14T05:02:39.376Z","2026-06-14T06:01:34.412Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","9e089fd16fe7c43e4b94dc74dea647eacad93c5e446ea417e1c60002c04efdb9","entertainment-i-was-told-to-be-down-to-earth-not-chapter-103","entertainment-i-was-told-to-be-down-to-earth-not-chapter-101",277,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fentertainment-i-was-told-to-be-down-to-earth-not-cover.jpg"]