Chapter 182: Recording of the Third Episode Begins — New Tricks Are Coming

The Voice Department of Yinyuexue Academy in the Imperial Capital, inside the department head's office.

Liu Huan looked at Su Meng, who was sleeping like a dead pig, then looked at his own office, which was a complete mess.

He looked again at the Maotai in his hand, falling into deep contemplation~

This was a bottle of Maotai he had treasured for twenty years!

Only now did he realize… the damn stuff he'd been hoarding was fake liquor?!

"Liu Huan!!!"

Hu Zhengyuan stormed in with his students, fury written all over his face, and started cursing as he pointed right at Liu Huan's nose.

"Look at what you've done! What the hell did you do!"

"Su Meng is the hope for the revival of traditional Chinese music — are you trying to destroy him, destroy traditional music!"

"You you you!! You are a walking disaster!!! A sinner!!"

"You are a sinner against the revival of traditional Chinese music! A sinner in the eyes of history!"

"You will be nailed to the pillar of historical shame, to be spat on by countless generations to come!!!"

Liu Huan was so battered by the torrent of abuse that he was completely dumbfounded.

Wait, what exactly did I do?

Didn't I just persuade Su Meng to have a drink?

How does that make me a sinner in history?

The little assistant timidly raised a hand and said weakly.

"Teacher Hu, please don't blame Teacher Liu."

"The main thing is Su Meng can't hold his liquor — one drop and he's out…"

"He'll be fine after a little nap…"

"You're still sticking up for him?!"

Hu Zhengyuan glared at her and said viciously.

"I'll set a rule for Su Meng — from now on, the Voice Department is off-limits to him!"

"Especially Liu Huan — no matter what, Su Meng must never see Liu Huan again!"

The little assistant nodded instinctively, then suddenly froze.

Wait, what exactly is your relationship with our Su Meng? How can you make decisions on his behalf?

……

Only now did Liu Huan come back to his senses, and he instantly flew into a rage.

"Old Hu! You really are an old fox!"

"Su Meng is absolutely brilliant at writing songs, and his vocal prowess is extraordinary!"

"You want to trap him in the Traditional Chinese Music Department, just to make him do traditional music?"

"Stealing Bai Xiao Ling isn't enough — now you want to steal Su Meng too?"

"Have you no shame left?"

The whole group sighed in unison, then turned together to look at Qin Qianyan.

"Eldest Senior Sister, do you still have any sunflower seeds?"

Qin Qianyan shook her head, her face full of regret.

"I usually only bring five packs of sunflower seeds when I come to see the teacher — who knew that still wouldn't be enough?"

"Looks like I'm still too young."

The whole group nodded in unison.

"Yes, Eldest Senior Sister, you're only eighteen — young, truly so young!"

Bai Xiao Ling looked at the two big shots on the verge of rolling up their sleeves for a fight, then at Su Meng sleeping like a dead pig, and let out a helpless sigh.

"Senior Brothers, Senior Sisters."

"The main reason we invited Su Meng this time was to have him give a few lectures."

"But looking at him now, how could he possibly get on a podium?"

"Since all the Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters are here, how about making up the numbers?"

The Eldest Senior Brother nodded and said in agreement.

"Since we're here, we can't come for nothing — let's count it as helping out the teacher."

"Let's go first… wait!"

"Little Junior Sister, what did you say? We're just making up the numbers?"

"We're at least well-known figures within the traditional Chinese music scene in the country — and you say we're just filler?"

Bai Xiao Ling said nothing, simply raised a finger and pointed at Su Meng.

The whole group sighed in unison.

The Eldest Senior Brother said helplessly.

"In front of Su Meng, it really does seem like we're just filler."

"Fine, it's just like playing a game — let's be the little monsters, and let Su Meng be the final-stage BOSS, the Demon King!"

"The Eldest Senior Brother is right!" The whole group nodded in unison.

Only… the look in Qin Qianyan's eyes suddenly turned dangerous.

"Playing games? When did you sneak off to play games?"