Chapter 2

"Brother Su, where are we going now?"

The cameraman followed Su Meng and asked in confusion.

At this moment, there were only a few thousand people in the live stream.

After all, Su Meng's profession had too little appeal to ordinary netizens.

Isn't it better to watch Liu Liu Liu Tianxian descend to the mortal world?

Isn't it better to watch Big Honey's swimsuit show?

Isn't it better to watch Xiao Xiao Xiao Yueyue get scared out of his wits?

And there's Deng Deng Deng Ziqi, who drew the profession of a ride-sharing driver.

Although it didn't seem like much to watch, she had already announced she would sing for her passengers.

At the very least, going to watch Hua Hua Chenyu get slapped in the face while delivering food would be satisfying!

After a round, it was Su Meng's musician profession that had nothing to watch.

In the live stream, there were only some of his die-hard fans.

"Let's go, let's go get an instrument first."

Su Meng had already made up his mind.

So what if it's a suona skill?

It's at least related to being a musician, right?

In an instrument shop, the owner was squinting his eyes while listening to music.

There were a few customers in the shop picking out instruments, and with shop assistants to help, he didn't need to be busy.

Just then, the shop door was pushed open, and Su Meng walked in with the cameraman.

Su Meng was wearing a hat and glasses, so people who weren't familiar with him really wouldn't recognize him.

The cameraman's camera was also hidden, so ordinary people couldn't tell either.

Seeing the assistants were busy, the owner went up to greet them himself.

"Welcome, what instruments are you two looking for?"

Su Meng chuckled.

"Boss, do you have a suona in your shop? Bring one out for me to see."

Suona? This term made the cameraman and the netizens in the live stream freeze instantly.

"Suona? Did I hear that right? Brother can actually play the suona?"

"With Brother's temperament, shouldn't he be playing the piano? What kind of thing is a suona?"

"No way, I thought Brother was going to buy a guitar and busk, although I've never heard Brother sing."

"Pfft~~~ Brother playing the suona, this style seems a bit too discordant, I really can't imagine it."

"No matter what Brother does, I will always support you!"

The owner was also a bit curious.

"Suona? That's a bit niche, but I do have a set in my shop."

"Come to think of it, not many young people learn the suona nowadays."

He sighed while taking a large box out from the shelf and opening it.

Inside the box were several suonas, with the rods, bowls, and reeds all arranged neatly.

The owner kept chattering while opening it.

"This is a complete set of suonas, with C, E, F, G, and D keys; see what you need."

Su Meng's eyes lit up when he saw the suona.

He casually picked up a suona and skillfully assembled it.

Although this was his first time touching a suona in two lifetimes, the suona mastery bestowed by the system made him feel incredibly familiar with it.

Holding it in his hand, it felt like a part of his own body.

"Boss, can I try playing it?"

Su Meng stroked the suona as if he were stroking his little lover.

The owner hesitated for a moment, then chuckled.

"Normally, this kind of instrument cannot be tested."

"But looking at your posture, you are a true expert, so I'll make an exception."

Su Meng nodded, brought the suona to his lips, and his fingers naturally covered the tone holes.

Then he closed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath.

Suddenly, a desolate and mournful sound rang out in the instrument shop.

This was Su Meng's first time playing the suona.

But the god-level suona mastery skill bestowed by the system made him feel like a fish in water.

The suona sound was sorrowful and resentful, like weeping and complaining, as if it were crying, and as if it were telling a story.

With the suona sound, a sad atmosphere arose spontaneously, making anyone who heard it feel sorrowful.

"Oh Father! My Father! Why did you leave so early~~~"

Su Meng was playing with gusto when a shrill cry suddenly rang out, giving him a fright.

He subconsciously stopped playing and looked up, and was instantly shocked.

He saw the instrument shop owner had collapsed to the floor, wailing loudly.

Not just him, but all the customers and shop assistants in the instrument shop were streaming with tears.

What is going on?

Su Meng was instantly stunned.

"Brother Su... Brother... Su, stop playing!"

"As soon as you played this, I thought of my late Third Uncle, waaa..."

Beside Su Meng, the cameraman was crying while tugging at his sleeve to wipe his tears.

Su Meng quickly pulled back his sleeve, finally understanding what had happened.

So... this one tune of mine made the whole room cry?

Holy crap!

Actually, it wasn't just the people in the room; even the netizens in the live stream were crying.

"Why can't I help but cry as soon as I hear this tune?"

"..."

"...What is this tune? Why do I want to cry when I hear it?"

"Oh my Grandpa~~~~ why did you leave so early~~~~~"

"Waaa waaa waaa... why can't I control my tears when I hear Brother playing the suona?"

The suona sound stopped, and the owner finally managed to stop his crying.

His voice was still choked with sobs.

"Master, Great Master, what is the name of this tune?"

Tune?

Su Meng chuckled and said lightly.

"This tune is specifically for funerals, it's called—'The Grand Funeral'!"

New journey begins, begging for all kinds of data.

"No way? There's actually a 21-yuan delivery? Is this fit for human consumption?"

"I only earned three yuan for this order? You've got to be kidding me."