Chapter 37

Su Meng patted Wang Laowu on the shoulder and chuckled.

"Alright, Old Wang, don't be too sad about it."

"After all, I'm an actor—I can't possibly follow you guys around blowing the suona every day."

"But since we were fated to meet, who knows, there might be a chance to work together again in the future."

A chance to work together again?

Wang Laowu blurted out.

"Master Su, will you come back to blow the suona in the future?"

Su Meng shook his head, suddenly recalling a movie from his past life.

"Well, you never know—after all, I'm an actor."

"Who knows, someday when I'm filming, I might even pull you guys in for a cameo."

"Mm… let's make a movie about the suona!"

"Really?" Wang Laowu's face immediately broke into a broad smile.

Making a movie—how fancy is that?

To think that after blowing the suona his whole life, he'd actually get a chance to be in a movie? A movie about the suona, no less?

He didn't doubt Su Meng's words in the slightest.

Although they'd only known each other a day or two, in his heart he had already come to fully accept Su Meng.

The cameraman standing nearby watched, his eyes filled with envy.

I'm at least half a member of the entertainment circle—when it comes to making a movie, why wouldn't you come to me?

Could it be that in Su Meng's eyes, someone as handsome as me has no human rights at all?