Chapter 107

Boss Yang is going to sing? The livestream became happy instantly.

After all, many people remember that Su Meng said Boss Yang’s singing skills were not good, and giving her a good song was a waste.

So this song… shouldn’t be very good?

But how many netizens today are really here for the concert?

Everyone was hoping Su Meng would do something crazy!

“Holding you in my hands, burning incense devoutly.”

“Cutting off a piece of candlelight, lighting up the scriptures.”

“Not asking for a soul-stirring experience, just asking for a love.”

“Injured to the end, crying so desperately…”

Boss Yang’s voice rang out slowly.

The livestream paused for a moment, and the bullet comments suddenly increased.

“Holy crap! Why do I think this song is so catchy?”

“Boss Yang sang this song so big… oh no, so white…”

“I don’t know why, I think this song matches Boss Yang especially well, no matter who covers it, they can’t surpass her!”

“Is this the legendary tailor-made? Su Meng’s life-bound god song written specifically for Boss Yang?”

“Tailor-made? When did Su Meng tailor-make for Boss Yang?”

……

“Next, please enjoy the song ‘Song of the Fifth Ring’.”

“Lyrics: Su Meng.”

“Composer: Su Meng.”

“Arrangement: Su Meng.”

“Singer: Xiao Xiao Xiao Yueyue, Su Meng.”

Da Qiao Da Qiao Qiao Tiancheng nodded slightly.

“Always writing about love, will waste one’s creative talent.”

“That ‘Map of Mountains and Rivers’ is very good, singing about the great rivers and mountains of the motherland.”

“This ‘Song of the Fifth Ring’ is also not bad, it should be singing about the Olympic spirit, right?”

Some teachers also nodded.

For these academic musicians, they prefer songs like this.

Wu Wu Guangren saw Da Qiao Da Qiao Qiao Tiancheng was about to continue, and coughed a few times, interrupting him.

“That… Dean… this song is singing about… traffic jams on the Fifth Ring Road in the Imperial City…”

What? Da Qiao Da Qiao Qiao Tiancheng’s eyeballs almost popped out.

An awkward atmosphere arose spontaneously among the teachers.

“Ah~~~ Fifth Ring, you are one ring more than the Fourth Ring,”

“Ah~~~ Fifth Ring, you are one ring less than the Sixth Ring.”

“Finally one day, you will be built to the Seventh Ring.”

“What to do if it’s built to the Seventh Ring,”

“You are two rings more than the Fifth Ring~~~~”

Xiao Xiao Xiao Yueyue’s voice rang out at the scene.

Hearing such a song, almost everyone was stunned.

Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

Am I taking a math class in kindergarten?

In the livestream, it was also jubilant.

Finally heard this kindergarten song, not easy!

Deserving of being a song created by the little master uncle of Deyun Society, it’s truly too happy!

But just at this time, Su Meng’s rap rang out.

“Traffic is always blocked, expression is dull, long used to driving aimlessly.”

“That Fifth Ring is still so free, it’s always there.”

“Rotten horn sound, miserable master is always sighing…”

“Beijing Style, during work, cars are always lined up.”

“For life, for dreams, for holiday slips,”

“Maybe one day, we must go to that Eighth Ring…”

Huh? In the livestream, the bullet comments suddenly became sparse.

Many migrant workers working in big cities suddenly felt a touch.

This song… doesn’t seem that simple?

……

Da Qiao Da Qiao Qiao Tiancheng nodded slightly and said thoughtfully.

“This song… is interesting.”

“This melody… seems to have a lot of value for exploration.”

If Su Meng heard him say this, he would definitely be greatly shocked.

In his previous life, actually everyone knew that many melodies of this song came from an old song “Song of the Peony”.

This Dean of the Imperial Music Academy actually heard the difference instantly?

“Little Master Uncle, thank you!”

Walking off the stage, Xiao Xiao Xiao Yueyue was full of gratitude.

Although as a crosstalk actor, having a life-bound god song or not is not a big deal.

But being able to have one more song to rely on, who would refuse?

Su Meng patted his shoulder, his expression a bit complex.

“Xiao Xiao Xiao Yueyue, as long as you don’t blame me in the future…”

？？？ Xiao Xiao Xiao Yueyue’s head suddenly had a few question marks.

Little Master Uncle is so good to me, and even specially wrote a song for me, why would I blame Little Master Uncle?

What he didn’t know was that in Su Meng’s previous life.

That chubby crosstalk actor once said in an interview.

This song was a bit disgusting to him.

He has to sing it every day, and wherever he goes, the audience asks for it.

No matter how good or liked a song is, try singing it a few thousand times?

Deng Deng Deng Ziqi leaned over, full of envy.

“Xiao Xiao Xiao Yueyue, your song, the audience’s reaction below is really good.”

“Can you be a guest at my next concert?”

“Just sing this song…”

It’s coming!!!

Su Meng turned his head, unable to bear to look at the excited Xiao Xiao Xiao Yueyue again…

……

At this time, the stage began to get busy.

Many staff members climbed onto the stage and began to arrange some chairs and musical instruments.

“It’s coming!”

In the livestream, countless netizens were refreshed.

These musical instruments are all national musical instruments.

Looking at this scene, it’s obviously a big move!

As for what big move… need I ask?

Su Meng and the three major orchestras’ funeral suona album, understand?

He’s here, he’s here, he’s coming with the suona!

The countless netizens in the livestream room were here for exactly this!

The old security guard said this is the music that grandpas, grandmas, and elderly people love the most!

"It's here!"

At the concert hall, Da Qiao Da Qiao Qiao Tiancheng and all the teachers felt a sudden surge of energy.

Did the Folk Music Department go to such great lengths to help Su Meng set up such a grand stage just to release those pop songs from earlier?

They wouldn't believe it even if they were beaten to death.

Looking at it now, is the main course only just being served?

Da Qiao Da Qiao Qiao Tiancheng’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Kid, let me see just how much ability you really have...

"It's finally here!"

Duan Duan Jiangping was almost crying.

"My dear wife... oh no, Boss!"

"Su Meng, this kid, he knows what he's doing."

"Some pieces really aren't suitable for our company."

"Like the pieces coming up next..."

Boss Yang nodded, her expression also looking a bit strange.

"They're definitely not suitable."

"Funeral music... have you ever seen a company release a funeral album?"

"Are we Star Sea Entertainment, or the Star Sea Suona Band, or the Star Sea Funeral Home?"

"Sigh... I suddenly feel that being this boss is really so tiring..."

When Duan Duan Jiangping heard this, his eyes lit up instantly.

"Boss, if you feel tired..."

Boss Yang sighed and continued in a faint voice.

"But by comparison, being Su Meng's agent... seems even more tiring..."

On stage, Xiao Ying walked up gracefully.

Amidst the anticipation of the masses, she finally spoke slowly.

"Next, please enjoy..."