Chapter 315

"Little Junior Uncle, Little Junior Uncle, please put some makeup on me too."

"I want to look a bit better too."

Su Meng glanced at him expressionlessly and said indifferently.

"Your foundation is too poor; wait until you're reborn in your next life to talk about it."

Pfft~~~ Xiao Xiao Yueyue almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Su Meng continued removing his makeup on his own, sparing no harsh words on his lips.

"Not only are you ugly, but your aesthetic sense can't keep up either."

"Leaving other things aside, just take that crosstalk piece you prepared for the Spring Festival Gala; what kind of junk was that?"

"With your two body types, and wearing such flashy, gaudy long gowns."

"Those who know know you are two people."

"Those who don't know would think you are two double-door refrigerators."

Xiao Xiao Yueyue clutched his chest, feeling as if ten thousand arrows had pierced his heart.

Su Meng got interested and continued to roast him.

"I also watched the rehearsal video you had earlier; it was no injustice to reject it!"

"Dragging you out to be shot for ten minutes wouldn't even be enough!"

"What kind of trash is this? Going on stage would only bring shame to the Ancestral Master!"

"Want to perform magic tricks? With that trash, just have someone crawl under the table; why bother getting a magic consultant?"

"Perform a roast chicken? You might as well eat a roast chicken; it would be easier to get on the trending searches!"

Xiao Xiao Yueyue was almost cried to tears by his scolding.

But what could be done?

This is the Little Junior Uncle; although young, he is still an elder!

Su Meng shook his head and continued speaking.

"And those punchlines of yours are too clichéd, aren't they?"

"No theme, just stitching together a few Duan Zi to fool people?"

"Still playing with puns? 'Chairman Bold' and 'Bold Wang Wei'... isn't that shameful?"

"If you went on the Spring Festival Gala and I were the director, I would point the camera at the young people in the audience."

"Guess whether they would have a blank expression, a look of disdain, or be so awkward they could dig out a three-bedroom apartment from the floor?"

Xiao Xiao Yueyue was almost crying and said weakly.

"It's mainly because the Spring Festival Gala has requirements for crosstalk..."

"Bullshit!" Su Meng glared at him.

"In the final analysis, it is because you are busy with commercial performances now and rarely willing to focus on creation!"

Although young, his words made Xiao Xiao Yueyue's face turn red with shame, wishing he could dig a hole and crawl into it.

"Little Junior Uncle, luckily you took me to perform a sketch comedy; otherwise, if I went on the Spring Festival Gala, I would have lost face big time..."

"That is not quite the case." Su Meng shook his head and said indifferently.

"Your Master has a good saying: it all depends on the contrast with peers."

"Although this crosstalk piece is awkward, others are even more awkward."

"Take that sketch comedy about taking photos for example."

"During the New Year, everyone wants to have a good laugh; who is willing to watch them go on the Spring Festival Gala stage to argue?"

"And arguing so loudly, just like five thousand ducks chirping."

Behind him, several pairs of actors wearing couple outfits suddenly froze, standing still.

Su Meng continued removing his makeup, noticing nothing around him, and continued speaking.

"And those stand-up comedians, just perform freely; what is there to be nervous about?"

"Bring out your usual performance state; wouldn't that be good enough?"

"Although limited by the Spring Festival Gala's requirements, the punchlines are mild and harmless, but the audience can understand."

"But you were so nervous you were about to pee... who is willing to watch you wet the bed on the Spring Festival Gala?"

At some point, the backstage area had become completely silent.

Many people were stunned, their mouths agape.

Su Meng, however, remained oblivious, speaking on his own.

"And those family farce sketch comedies performed every year are all the same pattern."

"Almost all of them pair an ugly man with a beautiful woman; then the man is a henpecked loser who plays petty tricks but is essentially good, and in the family, the wife controls the money and has the final say."

"The woman's image is fierce and unreasonable; she gets angry and acts unreasonable over trivial matters."

"The two argue over trivial matters, exchange barbs while casually using some outdated internet memes, then rely on two outsiders to mediate, and finally make dumplings together in harmony."

"With such vulgar clichés, you could find them on Feilu..."

"And they even get a bunch of messy people up there to perform a sketch comedy."

"It looks good, but if there were no subtitles, could you hear what she is saying?"

"Sigh~~~ The Spring Festival Gala nowadays."

"Instead of working hard on content, they blindly pursue spectacle and pile up stars."

"Getting a few actors to sing; besides lip-syncing, what else can they do?"

"Performing a sketch comedy? Any actor can do that."

"To put it bluntly, the Spring Festival Gala... heh... is way too out of touch!"

The others were already stunned, eyes wide and mouths agape.

Where is this?

This is the backstage of the CCTV Spring Festival Gala!

You just performed on the Spring Festival Gala, winning a standing ovation, and now you're blasting the Spring Festival Gala?

The others' minds were buzzing with a blank void; only Bai Xiao Ling didn't care, merely pressing her lips together in a smile and saying.

"Teacher Su is right; anyway, I haven't watched the Spring Festival Gala in several years."

"Only Xiao Ling understands me!" Su Meng, busy removing his makeup, casually gave a thumbs-up and continued.

"This time, only the sketch by Shen Teng and Ma Li was decent; the punchlines landed, and the acting was good."

"These two are treasure actors."

"Later, if there's a chance, I'll get a good script and collaborate with them..."

"Teacher Su, thank you!" Just then, Zhu Jiejing walked over with a beaming smile.

She had just come off stage and rushed over, unaware of what had happened earlier.

"Teacher Su, if you hadn't stepped in to save the show, our dance would have been ruined."

"Sister Zhu is too polite; it was just a small favor," Su Meng smiled.

"Besides, this matter was caused by me anyway."

"What kind of talk is that?" Zhu Jiejing shook her head and said.

"With the New Year these past few days, Teacher Su must be very busy."

"Once this busy period is over, I'll treat Teacher Su to a meal to express my gratitude."

"Oh, by the way, Yinyuexue Academy feels the same way."

They were chatting animatedly on the side, but they didn't notice that the atmosphere in the crowd had already become somewhat wrong.

A few people quietly put away their phones...