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Chapter 80

~6 min read 1,067 words

May I ask, being hit on the palm with a ruler really hurts...

In the office, Hu Zheng looked at the few disciples peeking from the window and shook his head with a wry smile.

"Little Friend Su, the children are messing around; let you see a joke."

Although these are famous artists, in his eyes, they are still children.

Su Meng laughed and was also a bit helpless.

"I didn't expect the few leaders to be so... um... enthusiastic..."

Hu Zheng sighed, and his tone also had a trace of melancholy.

"You should know the current situation of domestic folk music, right?"

"Folk music is declining; many young people think folk music is too rustic and discard it like worn-out shoes."

"If this continues, folk music... is going to be on the verge of extinction."

"The three major domestic folk orchestras sound good, but life isn't easy."

"These few pieces of yours are very good and have strong communicability, especially suitable for large folk orchestras to perform."

"If they can get authorization from you."

"To put it small, this gives the few folk orchestras a chance to breathe."

"To put it big, the widespread dissemination of these folk music pieces will also make more people pay attention to folk music and give folk music a chance to breathe."

"Therefore, this old man is thick-skinned and wants to ask Little Friend Su to be generous..."

As he spoke, he stood up and was about to bow.

"Oh! Teacher Hu, what are you doing?" Su Meng was startled and hurriedly supported him.

"Old man, since I came today, I definitely want to contribute to folk music and traditional art."

"Just a few pieces of music, consider it my meeting gift."

Hu Zheng nodded and said solemnly.

"Thank you, Little Friend Su. Don't worry, you won't suffer in terms of fees."

"Old man, what are you saying?" Su Meng waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

"Just a few pieces of music, why mention money?"

"Just for the attitude you and your disciples have toward folk music, I will definitely help if I can!"

He was also speaking from the heart.

In the system mall, there is the crystallization of culture of an entire civilization.

There are many ways to make money; why pluck the wool of a few folk music pieces?

The instrument store owner said it well: those who do folk music are poor!

Even if you pluck it to death, how much money can you pluck?

Hu Zheng was also beaming, beckoned to the door, and a few people rushed in.

Although they didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of the teacher, the eagerness in their eyes could be seen by anyone.

Hu Zheng nodded and said seriously.

"Teacher Su has already promised you to let you perform these pieces."

"And he doesn't intend to charge you money?"

"Why don't you thank Teacher Su properly?"

A group of people instantly beamed and respectfully bowed to Su Meng.

"Thank you, Teacher Su!"

Su Meng hurriedly dodged and waved his hands repeatedly.

Teacher Hu added.

"Since you've been allowed to perform, you have to show your skills."

"Don't disgrace these few good pieces."

"Teacher, don't worry!" Senior Brother patted his chest and said.

"Except for those with performance tasks, all other members of the orchestra have come."

"They will practice at the Imperial Music Academy these few days."

"Welcome Teacher Su to come and guide us."

"Me too!" Old Three and Old Six shouted in unison.

Then the two looked at each other, and sparks and lightning instantly flew in the air.

Bai Xiao Ling was also a bit helpless toward these few people and interjected.

"Third Senior Brother, Sixth Senior Brother, why are you still at daggers drawn?"

"Didn't Teacher Su already promise?"

Qin Qin Qin Qianyan was also in a good mood and explained with a smile.

"Only 'Spring Festival Overture' and 'Joyous' are most suitable for folk ensemble among Teacher Su's pieces."

"Our orchestra definitely wants to grab one as a representative work, and as for which one the other falls to, they still have to fight for it."

"Little Junior Sister, don't worry about them; let's just watch the fun."

As she spoke, she took out a bag of sunflower seeds from somewhere.

Su Meng shook his head helplessly and tried to persuade them.

"Two teachers..."

Hu Zheng directly interrupted him.

"Little Friend Su, your suona technique is unparalleled in the world, even I am not as good as you, let alone them."

"You call them teachers, but they can't afford it."

"They are older than you; you should call them Third Brother and Sixth Brother."

Su Meng nodded and continued.

"Third Brother, don't fight anymore; I have another folk ensemble piece here."

"One piece for each family; no one will suffer."

Really? Old Three and Old Six were instantly excited.

Su Meng nodded, a trace of pain appearing on his face.

"Yes, this piece is called... 'Golden Snake Dances'!"

Pain, it's really painful!

Although he has the erhu version of "Spring Festival Overture" and "Joyous," the folk ensemble version still needs to be purchased separately.

Not to mention "Golden Snake Dances."

And the price of these three pieces in the system mall is 1 million popularity points per piece!

If Su Meng's popularity points hadn't risen a bit fiercely recently, he really might not have been able to afford it.

But well, money spent will return.

The launch of these few pieces will inevitably cause widespread dissemination, and popularity points will return.

Consider it an advance investment.

Su Meng thought it through.

Qin Qin Qin Qianyan thought for a while and said somewhat coyly.

"Um... Teacher Su, I'm your Big Sister Qin Qin Qin Qianyan."

"Big Sister wants to ask you for a favor?"

Su Meng hurriedly said.

"Big Sister, why call me Teacher Su? Just call me Little Su or Little Meng."

Qin Qin Qin Qianyan nodded and said somewhat embarrassedly.

"It's that erhu piece of yours, 'Grapes Are Ripe'; can I perform it?"

"There's a New Year's concert at the end of the year, and we're still short of some pieces..."

"Is that so..." Su Meng touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

Just when everyone thought he would refuse, Su Meng finally spoke.

"This piece follows an ethnic minority style; if it's promoted, it will still be slightly niche."

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