Chapter 33

"For the rise of folk music!"

*Hiss*... Duan Duan Jiangping and Sister Qin gasped at the same time.

You kid, your tone is too big, right?

You’re just a little fresh meat, isn't it good to gain some fans and make some money?

Now you’re thinking about saving the world?

But why do I feel like you’re especially righteous now, as if your whole body is glowing?

*Pfft*~~~ Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling suddenly laughed, holding back her laughter.

"Teacher Su, why don't you turn off the light first?"

Uh... Su Meng laughed, not embarrassed.

He turned off the floor lamp next to him, and the righteous light on his body instantly disappeared.

Hu Zhengyuan smiled and said seriously.

"Little friend Su, what are you thinking?"

Su Meng’s face also became more serious.

"I believe Teacher Hu has the most say in the current situation of domestic folk music."

"To truly make folk music rise, there are only two paths."

"One is top-down, bringing out more good songs to lead the trend, letting ordinary people realize that folk music is not as simple as everyone thinks."

"The second is bottom-up, making folk music more and more common in daily life, so that it has more vigorous vitality."

Oh?

These few sentences of his made everyone in the office stunned.

Especially Sister Qin, as Su Meng’s manager, she re-recognized Su Meng at this moment.

This kid seems to have some ink in his belly?

Hu Zhengyuan was silent for a while and nodded slowly.

"You’re right, but doing this is a long and arduous task."

"Since little friend Su has this ambition, I will definitely support you with all my strength."

"Good, isn't it just recording a few funeral songs? I’ll see who dares not to do their best!"

Holy crap! You really agreed?

Duan Duan Jiangping and Sister Qin were stunned.

You’re not satisfied with your own "earthy" fun, you have to drag artists along with you?

"Good! Old man, you’re righteous!" Su Meng slapped his thigh and gave a thumbs up.

"I have to record a show in a few days."

"I’ll get the scores out these next few days, you let everyone get familiar with them first."

"When I have time, I’ll get this done!"

"Good!" Hu Zhengyuan nodded and pointed to Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling.

"This is my proudest student, Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling."

"Although she is young, her attainments in folk music are not low."

"She is proficient in more than a dozen instruments, including the suona, erhu, guzheng, yangqin, flute, etc."

"Let her stay and help you."

Holy crap? That awesome? Su Meng was also surprised.

Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling bowed slightly and said politely.

"I only know a little bit, Teacher Su’s suona can be called the pinnacle."

"I still need to learn a lot from Teacher Su, please give me some guidance."

Su Meng waved his hand and said generously.

"Why call me Teacher Su? You’re making me sound old."

"You can call me Brother Su, Brother Meng, or you can call me a tough guy."

*Emmm*... a few black lines appeared on Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling’s head.

Brother Su and Brother Meng are fine, but what’s with the "tough guy"?

Trying to make up for what you lack?

"Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits, give me a twelve!"

Su Meng held his hands together, closed his eyes slightly, and muttered.

A moment later, he threw them, and two dice rolled onto the table.

After spinning for a while, they stopped.

Su Meng looked over with hope, and almost sprayed a mouthful of old blood.

A two and a three—what kind of bad luck is this?

Another day of being an "African chief" (unlucky person), no drawing today.

Su Meng looked at the system’s popularity points and thought depressedly.

Although the show had ended two days ago, as time fermented, the show’s popularity didn't decrease but became even higher.

The highlights of this live broadcast had been spontaneously edited and spread by netizens.

Borrowing this momentum, Su Meng’s popularity had once again broken through the million mark, and he could happily do a ten-draw again.

But the five "Thanks for your patronage" from last time had left Su Meng with huge psychological trauma.

Popularity points are hard to come by, so he couldn't waste them.

So Su Meng came up with this idea.

If he could roll a twelve on the dice one day, wouldn't that mean his luck was exploding?

That’s when he’d open it!

What? You say this is a probability event and it’s unscientific to test luck with this?

Come, come, please explain to me with your science.

What’s going on with my transmigration?

What’s going on with this system of mine?

"Teacher Su, the scores are all organized, do you want to take another look?"

Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling walked over with a stack of papers.

Her state at this moment wasn't very good.

Her eyes were a bit red, and her spirit was a bit listless.

There was no way around it; she had been organizing scores with Su Meng these past few days and had also asked Su Meng many questions about the suona.

Sometimes when Su Meng was in the mood, he would pick up the suona and play a piece.

His god-level suona skill was already powerful through the screen.

At such a close distance, who the hell could handle it?

Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling had been crying and laughing these past few days, and she had been tossed around quite a bit by him.

Not only her, but the entire Xinghai Entertainment had suffered these past few days.

Everyone knows what a suona is.

Although it was separated by a few doors, what’s the difference between this sound and playing it right next to your ear?

Who could handle this?

The only happy person might be the landlady of the small shop downstairs.

After all, the store’s inventory of toilet paper had been completely wiped out.

"Why is Teacher Su playing?"

Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling put the scores on the table and asked, seeing Su Meng staring at the dice with a depressed face.

"Sigh~~~ nothing, I’m trying hard to evolve from an African chief to a European emperor (lucky person)."

Su Meng finally knew why bad luck was called being an African chief.

With this kind of bad luck, whose face wouldn't be dark?

*Pfft*~~~ Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling couldn't help but laugh when she saw his appearance.

"Then I’ll try too."

Saying this, she picked up the two dice and threw them casually.

The two dice spun for a while, and then two "sixes" appeared.

"Holy crap! What kind of ghost luck is this?" Su Meng was stunned.

"Huh? Is my luck good today?"

Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling was also surprised and picked up the dice to throw them again.

But what appeared on the table were still two "sixes"!

Holy crap!

Su Meng jumped up, grabbed her hand, and rubbed it.

Muttering in his mouth.

"Absorb some European luck, *slurp*~~~~ absorb some European luck, *slurp*~~~~"

Su Meng’s actions directly stunned Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling.

She even forgot to pull her hand back.

Su Meng absorbed for a while and finally felt that he had absorbed enough European luck.

He dropped a sentence: "I’m going to the bathroom."

And then ran away in a flash.

Going to the bathroom?

Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling looked at her hand blankly, and her little face flushed instantly.

You touched my hand first, and then went to the bathroom... what did you do?!

You’re so bad!

Su Meng slipped into the bathroom and said impatiently.

"System, give me a ten-draw!"

"Congratulations..."

"Why isn't it 'dinging' today?"

"Ding~ Congratulations, the draw is complete, you have received the following rewards:"

"1. God-level Guzheng skill proficiency."

"2. Professional-level piano skill."

"3. Professional-level arrangement skill."

"4. Professional-level crosstalk performance."

"5. Movie script *Shining Girl*."

"6. Professional-level singing skill."

"7. God-level director skill proficiency."

"8. Professional-level rap skill."

"9. 100 common Lianhualuo tracks."

"10. 100 common Erhu tracks."

Holy crap! Ten grand slams?

Su Meng was stunned.

Last time he only got five items in a ten-draw, this time he actually got ten rewards at once?

Is this luck heaven-defying or what?

And looking at it, there were actually two god-level skills?

The other skills were also professional-level?

You have to know that in the system’s classification, skills are divided into four levels: entry, proficient, professional, and god-level.

Was his harvest this time too big?

Looking at those rewards, Su Meng’s saliva flowed out, and his face turned bright red.

There was only one thought in his mind: I’m rich! I’m rich!

Borrowing Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling’s European luck, it was actually this heaven-defying?

A moment later, Su Meng suddenly burst into loud laughter.

Then he rushed out of the bathroom, grabbed Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling’s hand, and shook it desperately.

"Thank you! Thank you! It feels great! It’s really too great!"

Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling looked at him blankly.

Her little face slowly turned from bright red to pale white, and her face became extremely terrified.

She pulled her hand away desperately, pointed at Su Meng tremblingly, and suddenly let out a C6 soprano.

"Ah!"

"Su Meng! You... you’re actually this fast? No, you’re actually this... perverted?!"

Wishing everyone a Happy New Year! May everything go smoothly and as you wish in the new year!