Chapter 7

"Since I've taken this job today, I certainly have to put in the effort!"

The eldest son's face turned green.

Big brother, every time you put effort into blowing that suona, we have to put effort into crying. Who can stand this?

Could you at least let us take a break?

"Master, Master, your craft is absolutely beyond reproach."

"But your intensity is just too much. As soon as I hear your suona, I can't help but want to cry."

"My father is over eighty; he really can't take it anymore. Please, just let the old man rest for a while."

"Today is for sending off my grandfather; please don't send my father off too."

Seeing that Su Meng had stopped playing, the netizens in the livestream room all turned their audio back on.

Hearing what the eldest son said, they were laughing hysterically.

"Holy crap, is Su Meng really this fierce? Sending someone off with a single suona?"

"Forget about an eighty-year-old man; I've been crying scene after scene, and even I can't handle it!"

"Brother... no, Master Su, I beg you, please retract your divine powers!"

"What does it mean to be professional? This is what it means to be professional!"

"Is this the first time I've realized the power of a suona is this great?"

"Listening to Su Meng play the suona makes me want to cry, but watching him play it makes me want to laugh. Why is that?"

Wang Wang Laowu wiped the sweat from his forehead and said cautiously.

"Master Su, your craft has too much lethality."

"Even though this is a funeral, we can't be *too* much, right?"

"How about you take a break and let the brothers show their skills? You can just offer some guidance?"

Su Meng chuckled and, following the suggestion, put down the suona in his hand.

"Sure, I'll take a break and let the brothers show off their skills."

The eldest son looked at the others and asked with lingering fear.

"Um, let me ask first, the skills of our other masters..."

The suona player from the Wang Troupe scratched his head, feeling a bit numb himself.

"Boss, our skills aren't bad, but at least they're things of the living world."

The eldest son patted his chest, finally feeling relieved.

There was no helping it; Su Meng's suona had given them all psychological trauma.

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At this moment, Su Meng's manager, Sister Qin, had fallen into immense conflict.

Rationally speaking, Su Meng's craft was really not presentable.

Especially starting off by taking a funeral job—this was just too damaging to his status.

But after looking at the netizens' comments on the trending searches, she couldn't make up her mind.

What is wrong with this generation of netizens?

Our Su Meng goes to take a funeral job, and you all are having the time of your lives?

It wasn't just her; the production team behind the scenes was also struggling.

This is a variety show!

Have you ever seen a variety show livestream a funeral?

Isn't this just asking for trouble?

Yet now, this very scene was happening on their own show!

Most importantly, looking at the explosive popularity in the livestream room, the director's team was almost numb.

Why are netizens these days so mischievous?

Isn't it better to watch a variety show and laugh out loud? Why insist on watching a funeral and crying along?

After thinking it over, they quickly contacted Su Meng's cameraman.

At this moment, Su Meng's cameraman was already a mess of snot and tears.

Others could turn off the sound, but he couldn't.

As a dedicated cameraman, he still had to follow and film Su Meng.

"Master... Master Su, why don't you switch to some other tunes?"

The cameraman, having received instructions from the director, tugged at Su Meng's sleeve and whispered.

Switch to another tune?

The eldest son of the host family perked up upon hearing this.

That's right, why didn't I think of that?

In rural areas, funerals are all about "face."

If you hire a suona troupe with many people and great skill, that is definitely a matter of face.

Today they hired two suona troupes; the spectacle was sufficient.

As for the skill... did that even need to be said?

You have such a master with great skills, and you're going to let ordinary suona players take over?

Isn't that a waste?

The eldest son rolled his eyes and suddenly had an idea.

He handed over a cigarette and said with a flattering smile.

"Master Su, it's like this: my grandfather passed away at 102, so this counts as a 'joyous funeral'."

"So, could the tunes be a bit less sad? Could they be a little more cheerful?"

Su Meng's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Right! Why didn't I think of that!"

"Besides funeral tunes, I've also written quite a few tunes for weddings."

"Like 'Wedding Procession', 'Carrying the Bridal Sedan'..."

"Don't!" Wang Wang Laowu's face turned green.

Although he hadn't heard these tunes, he understood what the names meant.

"Master Su, Master Su!"

"Um, this is a funeral after all. Playing things like 'Wedding Procession' or 'Carrying the Bridal Sedan' wouldn't be appropriate, right?"

Not appropriate?

Su Meng paused for a moment, then suddenly realized.

"Right, right, right. Look at my brain, I was just thinking about playing cheerful tunes and forgot the occasion."

"Let me think then, cheerful tunes suitable for a funeral..."

"Got it! 'Little Cowherd', 'A Single Flower', 'Zhu Bajie Carries His Wife'... these are definitely appropriate!"

Wang Wang Laowu was completely bewildered.

What kind of tunes are these? Why haven't I heard a single one of them?

However, seeing Su Meng speak with such certainty, he finally felt relieved.

After all, this is a suona master!

In the livestream room, countless netizens were dumbfounded.

"So, Su Meng is going to play the suona again. Should I turn off the sound?"

"It shouldn't be that bad, right? Didn't he say he was going to play cheerful tunes?"

"Damn, who said Su Meng is a deadpan? He's clearly a huge goofball. What kind of celebrity is like this?"

"You really can't judge a book by its cover. Who would have thought a big celebrity would be so good at funeral work?"

"'Wedding Procession', 'Carrying the Bridal Sedan'—these sound festive just by the name. If Su Meng could come and play a tune when I get married, I'd be content."

"To the person above, you probably won't have that chance. But if you cover yourself with a white sheet right now, that would be quite fitting."

Just as they were talking, a cheerful melody suddenly rang out in the livestream room.

"Di-da~ di-di-da~~~ di-di-di~ da-da-da~~~"

This cheerful music made one's mouth curl upward the moment they heard it.

It wasn't just them; everyone at the scene was the same.

Although they didn't know what the tune was, the humor and cheerfulness in it were audible to everyone.

Su Meng played the suona with great interest, feeling secretly proud in his heart.

If people from his previous life heard this tune he was playing now, who wouldn't recognize it?

This is the famous "Zhu Bajie Carries His Wife"!

This tune is one of the classics from the TV series "Journey to the West" in his previous life.

It was originally the tune for Sun Wukong becoming the Keeper of the Horses, but the widely circulated name is "Zhu Bajie Carries His Wife."

This shows just how deeply rooted this tune is in people's hearts.

And today, this tune appeared in this world for the first time, naturally causing a huge sensation.

In an instant, the entire scene and the livestream room were filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Some people even couldn't help but sway their bodies slightly.

Only the two suona troupes were a bit confused.

Wait, wasn't this a funeral today?

Why is this funeral being held so festively?

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