Chapter 133

"Little Sasuke, born into a Konoha village official's family, but alas, domestic violence cost him his life."

Hong... the scene instantly erupted in a burst of roaring laughter.

You freaking actually sang a Naruto clapper-talk?

Depressed kid Uchiha? Konoha village's official second generation?

Of all the things you could come up with!

Xiao Yueyue's face was even more blank, sinking into deep self-doubt.

Su Meng's rhythm didn't falter; he continued singing.

"On this day, Konoha Elementary School divided the classes, and the head teacher was Kakashi."

"Three students signed up for the class, Haruno Sakura has mental problems."

"Study committee member Uchiha, and trash little Uzumaki."

"Kakashi, Kakashi pulled out a little bell in one hand, and picked up Make-Out Paradise in the other."

"The entrance exam is to snatch the bell—whoever grabs it is the strongest!"

"Good Naruto, forms hand seals and uses the Shadow Clone Technique."

"But look—due east, due west, due south, due north, southeast, northeast, southwest, northwest—little Narutos are everywhere!"

"Kakashi, using the chakra in his body, unleashed the secret technique One Thousand Years of Death, hurting poor Naruto's little chrysanthemum..."

Hahahaha... the audience in the scene laughed until they were falling all over each other.

From Su Meng's very first line until now, the laughter had never stopped.

You freaking really turned the Naruto story into a clapper-talk?

Is this something a normal person could do?

But why does this Naruto clapper-talk get more and more addictive the more you listen?

The audience below laughed wildly, but Su Meng on stage was completely unaffected.

His pronunciation and enunciation were crisp and clear; even amid the enormous laughter, every word still reached everyone's ears distinctly.

Not only were the lyrics full of charm, his eyes, movements, and bearing were even more delicate and lifelike—vivid and expressive.

"Good!"

In Deyun Society, Guo Dagang and Yu Qian couldn't help but clap and cheer.

The group of disciples wore utterly dumbfounded faces.

Who am I? Where am I? What am I supposed to do?

Where did this Naruto clapper-talk come from?

No, wait—let's not even mention the lyrics for now; the key thing is, how does it make sense that you sing this freaking well?

Many people instinctively turned their gaze toward Gao Feng.

After all, in Deyun Society, his clapper-talk skill was the highest.

The crowd also instinctively compared Su Meng with Gao Feng.

But looking over, they saw Gao Feng's eyes wide open, his jaw already dropped to the floor.

Staring at Su Meng on the screen, he was already dumbstruck...

Su Meng on stage was getting more and more into the zone as he sang.

"Seeing Naruto couldn't hold on, Sasuke took aim and fired a kunai."

"Kakashi was hit by the dart and lost his life—look closely, and it was the Konoha Substitution Technique."

"Uchiha Sasuke got anxious and unleashed Fire Release: Fireball Technique!"

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

"Spitting divine fire from his mouth, whoosh whoosh whoosh, the divine fire surrounded Kakashi."

"Chug chug, thick smoke rises; swish swish, fierce flames leap; streak after streak, golden snakes dart; clump after clump, fireballs blaze red!"

"Kakashi, sizzling from the divine fire—the Uchiha clan is truly strong!"

"This time, little Sasuke passed the test smoothly!"

"Next time, Team Seven declares war on the Land of Waves!"

The clappers tapped a few more times, and finally stopped.

But the scene had already gone wild.

Holy crap, this Naruto clapper-talk is way too addictive?

Laughter, applause, and cheers intertwined, nearly tearing the roof off the convention center.

The livestream chat had gone into chaos, with bullet comments scrolling nonstop like a waterfall.

"Holy shit holy shit holy shit! He's actually serious?"

"No way? It's freaking really a Naruto clapper-talk? Isn't that way too weird? But why do I want to laugh so badly?"

"How does everything that gets into Su Meng's hands instantly turn into a meme?"

"Hahahaha, Su Meng made me see clapper-talk in a whole new light, made me see traditional clapper-talk in a whole new light."

"Who would've thought Su Meng also likes anime? A kindred spirit, truly a kindred spirit!"

"Dang li ge dang, dang li ge dang, the bamboo clappers go like this, we won't talk about anything else, let's talk about the depressed kid Uchiha."

"Is the person upstairs perhaps a disciple of Su Qi'er? My respect, my respect."

In a residence in the Imperial Capital.

A gaunt old man raised his hand with some difficulty, his voice already feeble and listless.

"Good! Good performance! That was truly sung beautifully!"

"Even compared with my Master, it's not far off."

"In a bit I'll give Brother Yu a call and tell him I really don't know this Duan Zi."

"I'm old, old now, my brain just won't turn anymore."

"These lyrics... why do I feel like I can't quite understand them?"

This gravely ill old man was none other than Master Yu's Master, the older generation's famous xiangsheng artist Shi Fukuan!

Behind him, his son could not help but draw in a sharp breath of cold air.

Shi Fukuan old man's Master? That would be the famously renowned Gao Fengshan!

A master of his generation, who had reached the pinnacle in clapper, and was one of the three great clapper schools' founders — the "Gao School Clapper"!

This young man could actually be mentioned in the same breath as Gao Fengshan?

Still, he did not dare to argue, and earnestly agreed.

"Don't worry, Dad, I'll call in a bit."

Only what they did not notice was that in the corner of the room, the little grandson had already laughed himself onto the floor... Chuan.