Chapter 32: Boss Yang Also Needs to Poop, Liu Tianxian Also Farts

"Master, why haven't I seen you before? Where did you take jobs previously?"

The Li Troupe Leader asked with a face full of admiration.

Not only the Li Troupe Leader, but even Wang Laowu, who picked up Su Meng, was the same.

He originally just thought he had picked up a Master, who knew this Master was actually so awesome?

Su Meng chuckled lightly and said indifferently.

"Well, speaking of it, it's a bit embarrassing; this is actually my first time taking a white job!"

First time taking a white job?

The two troupe leaders exchanged a glance, and the Li Troupe Leader suddenly realized.

"I get it, you must have taken red jobs before, right?"

"By the way, Master Su, our troupe has a job tomorrow..."

"Get away!" Wang Laowu pushed him away with one hand and said dissatisfied.

"Do you have no shame? Snatching people right to my place?"

In an instant, he hung a face full of smiles again.

Now the look in his eyes when he looked at Su Meng was more respectful than when he looked at his own Master.

This is a true Master!

"Master Su, is tomorrow convenient for you? There is a white job in Qinghe Village tomorrow..."

"Old Wang, Master Su already said he used to take red jobs. Master Su, our troupe's job tomorrow is a red job, look..."

"Tomorrow our host family is generous with spending; they absolutely match Master Su."

"Is Master Su someone who looks at money? Red jobs are good, so festive."

"Master Su is truly skilled at white jobs; just stop causing trouble."

"What trouble? Didn't you hear Master Su say? He even wrote 'Wedding Procession Song' and 'Carrying the Bridal Sedan'; these are absolutely exclusively for red jobs."

"Master Su..."

Su Meng chuckled, watching the two troupe leaders argue back and forth, finding it greatly interesting.

"Master Su!"

The deceased's eldest grandson walked over, with a young girl following behind him.

The eldest tightly held Su Meng's hand and said gratefully.

"Master Su, thank you so much today; your craftsmanship is truly impeccable!"

"My grandfather having you send him off in this life was worth it!"

"Niuniu!"

The girl behind him bowed slightly and handed over a thick red envelope.

"Master Su, this red envelope is a small token of our family's heart; please do not dislike it for being too little."

"Having you send off my great-grandfather with your craftsmanship, he really..."

"Eh? Why do I feel like I've seen you somewhere familiar?"

Niuniu held up the red envelope, suddenly froze, and looked at Su Meng with confusion.

Su Meng did not disguise himself too much this time out; he just wore a hat and glasses.

However, he took the traffic route, and his fans were mostly young girls, so in the countryside, not many people paid attention.

Especially this family was busy with the event; they hadn't had time to go online these past two days, so they actually didn't recognize him.

But today, to play solemnly, Su Meng wore a Zhongshan suit and took off his hat.

This girl was an urban white-collar worker who paid close attention to the entertainment industry, so looking at Su Meng, she felt a bit more puzzled.

Seeing that he couldn't hide it anymore, Su Meng didn't mind and chuckled.

"Hello Niuniu, I am Su Meng."

"Ah~~~ It's Su Meng, it really is Su Meng!"

Niuniu suddenly got excited, and her two eyes turned into little hearts.

The eldest, watching from the side, felt puzzled and interjected.

"Niuniu, do you know this Master?"

"What Master? This is a big star!"

Niuniu grabbed Su Meng's hand with one grasp and shook it desperately, so excited she was almost incoherent.

"Brother, I am your fan!"

"I never expected to see the real you? And moreover at our family's grave?"

Emmm... Su Meng instantly felt bad.

What kind of words are these? What does 'the real you' mean?

In the live broadcast room, everyone also laughed until they sprayed.

His father froze for a moment, then suddenly slapped his thigh and realized.

"I was just saying, whose Master has such good craftsmanship? Turns out he's a big star!"

"This must be a big star who plays the suona, a great musician!"

Niuniu pouted her mouth and said unhappily.

"Dad, what nonsense are you talking? Brother Su is an actor!"

"Brother, I didn't expect you could actually play the suona? And play it so well?"

The people in the suona troupe nearby all froze instantly.

Wang Laowu stared blankly for a moment, then asked in confusion.

"Um… Miss, did you mistake me for someone else?"

"If he were a big star, why would he come out to the countryside to take a casual gig?"

Su Meng waved his hand dismissively and said nonchalantly.

"Old Wang, listen to what you're saying—so what if she's a big star? A big star can't take a casual gig?"

"In your own words, we earn our living by our craft—nothing to be ashamed of!"

A stir had already begun among the crowd.

Especially some of the younger folks, who, hearing the two of them—Su Meng and the other—swarmed right over.

Although some people weren't interested in this internet-famous star, after all, he was still a big star.

To see one appear right before their very eyes, each of them was extremely curious.

At this moment, Niuniu's curiosity was already bursting at the seams.

"Brother, what you say is true, but you're still a big star—aren't you ashamed to take a casual gig?"

Here we go again. Su Meng was also helpless. He sighed and asked patiently, coaxingly.

"So what if she's a star? A star is still a person!"

"Let me ask you—is Deng Ziqi a big star?"

"Yes!" Quite a few people nodded at the same time.

"Then let me tell you—Deng Ziqi has to eat too. When she sees something delicious, she drools too!"

Huh? The whole group froze on the spot.

Su Meng wasn't done yet; he kept pressing the question.

"Boss Yang is a big star, isn't she?"

"…Yes!"