Chapter 5

At this moment, the livestream room had only a little over ten thousand viewers.

After all, Su Meng's profession held too little appeal for ordinary netizens.

Wouldn't it be better to watch Liu Tianxian fall into the mortal world?

Wouldn't it be better to watch Da Mimi's swimsuit show?

Wouldn't it be better to watch Xiao Yueyue scared out of his wits?

And then there's Deng Ziqi—she drew the Didi driver profession.

Although it didn't seem like much to look at, she had made it clear she was going to sing for her passengers.

If nothing else, watching Hua Chenyu get slapped in the face while delivering takeout would be satisfying too!

Going around the whole circle, it turned out Su Meng's profession as a musician had nothing worth watching.

In the livestream room, there were only a few of his die-hard fans.

"Let's go, we'll get an instrument first."

Su Meng has already made up his mind.

So what if it's the suona skill?

It's at least somewhat related to being a musician, right?

……

In a musical instrument shop, the boss was squinting his eyes, listening to music.

There were a few customers in the shop picking out instruments, and with the staff attending to them, he didn't need to busy himself.

Just then, the shop door pushed open, and Su Meng walked in with a cameraman.

Su Meng was wearing a hat and glasses, so anyone who wasn't very familiar with him really wouldn't recognize him.

The cameraman's camera was also concealed, and ordinary people couldn't tell.

Seeing that the staff were all busy, the boss went up to greet them himself.

"Welcome. What instruments are you two looking for?"

Su Meng chuckled.

"Boss, do you have any suonas in your shop? Bring one out for me to look at."

Suona? The word left the cameraman and the livestream viewers momentarily stunned.

"Suona? Did I hear that right? Big brother actually knows how to play the suona?"

"With big brother's temperament, shouldn't he be playing the piano? What on earth is a suona?"

"No way, I thought big brother was going to buy a guitar and busk, even though I've never heard him sing."

"Pfft~~~ Big brother playing the suona—this image feels a bit too off, I really can't picture it."

"No matter what big brother does, I'll always support you!"

The boss was also a little curious.

"Suona? That's a bit niche, but I really do have a set in my shop."

"Come to think of it, young people learning the suona these days are few and far between."

As he sighed in general, he took out a large box from the cabinet and opened it.

Inside the box lay several suonas, with the suona shafts, suona bowls, reeds, and the like arranged neatly.

As the boss opened it, he prattled on.

"This is a complete set of suonas, in C, E, F, G, and D keys—whatever you need."

Su Meng's eyes lit up the moment he saw the suonas.

He casually picked one up and skillfully assembled it.

Although this was the first time in two lifetimes he had touched a suona, the suona mastery granted by the system made him utterly familiar with it.

Holding it in his hands, it felt as if it were a part of his own body.

……

"Boss, can I try blowing it?"

Su Meng stroked the suona as gently as if caressing his own little lover.

The boss hesitated for a moment, then chuckled.

"Normally, an instrument like this can't be tried out."

"But judging by your bearing, you clearly know your stuff, so I'll make an exception."

Su Meng nodded, brought the suona to his lips, and his fingers naturally fell onto the tone holes.

Then he gently closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

At once, a desolate, sorrowful sound rose up within the instrument shop.

This was still Su Meng's first time playing the suona.

But the god-tier suona mastery skill granted by the system made him feel right at home.

The suona's sound was plaintive and mournful, like weeping, like a lament—as if it were crying, as if it were telling a story.

Along with the suona's sound, a sorrowful atmosphere arose spontaneously, making anyone who heard it unable to resist feeling grief.

"Papa! My papa! How could you leave so early~~~"

Su Meng was playing with great gusto when a sudden, piercing wail rang out, startling him.

He instinctively stopped playing the suona and looked up, and got quite a fright.

He saw the instrument shop boss had already collapsed on the floor, wailing loudly.

Not only him, but every customer and staff member in the entire instrument shop was in tears.

What on earth was going on?

Su Meng was instantly dumbfounded.

……

"Su bro… Su… bro, stop playing!"

"The moment you start playing, I think of my late Third Uncle Master, waaah…"

Beside Su Meng, the cameraman cried while tugging at his sleeve to wipe his tears.

Su Meng quickly pulled his sleeve back, finally understanding what had happened.

So… his one suona solo had made everyone in the room cry?

Holy crap!

In fact, not just everyone in the room—even the netizens in the livestream were now a chorus of sobs.

"Why do I feel like crying the moment I hear this tune?"

"

…What tune is this? How come hearing it makes me want to cry?"

"Oh my grandpa~~~~ why'd you leave so early~~~~~"

"Waaah waaah… why can't I hold back my tears when I hear bro play the suona?"

The suona stopped, and the boss finally barely managed to stop crying.

Her voice was still choked with sobs.

"Master, Grand Master, what's the name of this tune?"

Tune?

Su Meng chuckled lightly and said calmly.

"This tune is one reserved for funerals. It's called—'The Grand Funeral Procession'!"

……

Newbie setting sail, on my knees begging for all kinds of data.