Chapter 10: Even Suona Troupes Have Rival Shows! (Please collect and send flowers)

Backstage at the production crew, everyone couldn't help exchanging glances.

The assistant director hesitated for a long time before asking weakly.

"Director, this... this isn't our script, is it?"

The chief director nodded and said instinctively.

"According to our plan, we set him up with the musician profession to make him go busking on the street."

"His management company also arranged plants, so that when the time comes, someone will give him money."

"All to flesh out his persona, to make him a bit more down-to-earth."

"But now... damn! That's way too down-to-earth — it's practically down to the underworld!"

"Is this something a normal person would do?"

"How's his livestream now? Has it already collapsed?"

The assistant director instinctively glanced at the backend and immediately widened his eyes.

"Director... you... you take a look! His livestream... it's blown up!"

Blown up?

The chief director's eyes instantly went wide and round.

In Su Meng's livestream, it was more than blown up — almost everyone had already gone numb from the explosion.

"Doesn't Su Meng not understand music? How does he know how to play the suona, and even compose his own music?"