As promised, Xiao Xianrou, will you play the suona in the haunted house?
Chapter 52: Unbelievable fans form a group to attend the funeral (please vote for me to follow up)
Chapter 52: Unbelievable fans form a group to attend the funeral (please vote for me to follow up)
"Master, what is the name of the suona music you just played? I have been playing suona for more than 20 years, and this is the first time I heard this suona music."
When I turned around at the weekend, I saw the suona that Mr. Lu invited earlier walking over, rubbing his hands.
"You haven't left yet?"
"I was planning to return the money, but I never found the opportunity."
The suona player said with some shame that he took other people's money but things were not done well.
In his simple concept, the money cannot be taken and must be returned to others. However, at this moment, Mr. Lu was busy taking the old man who fainted from crying to the ambulance and had no time to pay attention to him.
"Especially after listening to the suona you play, I feel even more embarrassed to take the money. Not only is the suona playing good, but the music is also good."
People were sent to the hospital because of the blow, so how could that be bad?
The suona player gave a thumbs up to the weekend and said from the bottom of his heart.
Weekend smiled and happened to see a hole in the suona player's shirt under his jacket.
It can be seen that the financial situation of this suona player is not very good, but he has never thought about taking the money and leaving. Weekend couldn't help but feel something in his heart.
"This song is called "Crying Soul", a song specially used for weddings."
After Zhou Qing finished speaking, he glanced at the suona player and said, "You are a professional in taking over free work, right?"
"Yes, I have lived for more than ten years in vain."
"Then this piece of music should be quite useful to you. If you need it, I can write it down for you."
The song "Crying Soul" can become a special song for the weekend in the past life, and it may also help the suona player to better catch the idle work.
Whether it was in his previous life or Blue Star, Suona Craftsman's life was not easy. On the weekend, I felt that I could help as much as I could.
"This...is this really possible?"
The suona player was excited when he heard this. He had been present during the whole process just now. He had seen with his own eyes how powerful the song "Crying Soul" was.
"It's okay, I'll write it down for you right now... Actually, you don't have to refund the money. They'll probably have to let you play the suona later."
Weekend shook his head and smiled. Mr. Lu would definitely not dare to let himself play the suona again later, otherwise all the relatives who came to the mourning hall would cry and become dehydrated.
While talking, Weekend took out a pen and paper, wrote down the music, and handed it to the suona player.
At the same time, Mr. Lu finally sent the old man to the ambulance. Fortunately, the doctor said that he was just exhausted from crying, which caused a lack of oxygen in the brain and he fainted. It was nothing serious.
As expected by Weekend, after Mr. Lu came back, he no longer dared to ask Weekend to play the suona, but instead begged the suona player to stay.
"Master Huang, you still have to play the suona later. Even if you stop playing for a while, it won't matter. I'll pay you for the processing."
"Master Zhou, please don't misunderstand me. I'm not saying that your bragging is bad, but I think my father is mourning and there is no need for us to be so sad."
Mr. Lu carefully explained to Zhou Zhou that no matter what the suona player did, at least he would not make people faint from crying.
"You really don't need me to play the suona? I just played a warm-up song, and I haven't played any better songs."
Weekend said with some regret, Mr. Lu almost trembled in his liver, people were so blown away by you that they sent an ambulance. Is this just a warm-up song?
If I let you blow it again, what's the point?Don’t I have to be sent away by you?
"No, Master Zhou, just be responsible for the fun at night and be done with it. But don't brag anymore... Someone, please help Master Zhou down to rest."
Mr. Lu was so frightened that he almost turned pale. He had to persuade him to stop playing his suona on weekends.
"Master Zhou, let me take you to rest!"
One of Mr. Lu's nephews quickly took the weekend to rest, and secretly asked someone to hide the suona for the weekend.
This thing is a bit annoying.
I just sat down in the lounge on the weekend, and suddenly a young man followed me in.
"It's really you, weekend~"
"I'm your fan, can I take a photo with you?"
fan?
Seeing the excited look on the young man's face, he felt a little fresh about the weekend. This was the first time he met fans in real life. "No problem, but this is a mourning hall. Do you want to go out and take a photo?"
"No, it's fine to use the mourning hall as the background. It mainly suits your temperament!"
The young man's words were completely silenced over the weekend. What does a mourning hall mean that suits my temperament?
Why does it sound and feel so weird?
click~
After Xiaoyoun took the photos, he stopped pestering Zhouxue, which made Zhouxue relieved. He was really worried that Xiaoyoun would bring out a wreath and ask himself to sign it.
However, Weekend never expected that this young man turned around and sent a photo of him and Weekend to a fan group.
The underworld singing club.
Such a special group name is extraordinary at first glance.
"Caught a wild weekend one, and there are pictures to prove it."
Soon, the group became excited.
"Is this picture real? Young man, where did you meet the weekend? Why are there so many wreaths behind it?"
"Damn, young man, you didn't mean to trick us with photos, did you?"
"It must be fake. The background is obviously a mourning hall. Why go to the mourning hall on weekends and take a photo with you?"
When the young man saw that he was being questioned by his group of friends, he immediately became unhappy and quickly started typing.
"The photo is really not mine. If it's fake, I met him at the funeral of my third uncle on the weekend."
"You may not know that he was invited by my third uncle to perform at the funeral. My third uncle said that he should leave in a lively manner."
In order to prove himself, the young man even opened a shared location in the group, and then secretly took a few seconds of video.
As soon as the video was uploaded, the group went crazy.
"I'll go, it's really the weekend, why is he picking up the free work?"
"I would definitely be surprised if other celebrities took on free work, but when I think about it being the weekend, it suddenly feels normal."
"Nanshan Cemetery Funeral Home? It seems to be not far from me. Is there a group to attend the funeral tonight?"
"Yes, yes, Nanshan Cemetery is only forty kilometers away from me. Let's go together then."
In other words, what kind of idols there are, there are what kind of fans.
Fans from other families usually form a group to pick up someone at the airport or something, but weekend fans are better off forming a group to go to the funeral.
It's just off the charts.
"I heard from my third uncle that he will sing Xian'er on weekend nights. Then we will come over wearing a large Northeastern flower jacket."
The young man's outrageous proposal was not only not ridiculed in the underworld fan club group, but was even unanimously approved.
"Young man, you are really a genius. This is a great suggestion. The Northeastern Flower Jacket will be our support costume from now on."
The young man made a rough count and found that dozens of people responded.
Or it could be said to be a club of underworld singers. The speeches of these people in the group are different from ordinary people.
Thinking of the scenes that might appear at night, the young man couldn't help but feel happy.
For those who don’t know, I’m afraid this is not a funeral but an exchange meeting for patients.
Thanks to the book friend [Long-cherished Wish I] for the reward and becoming the first author of this book. Woohoo, I’m so touched! ! !
Please pursue reading and monthly votes! ! ! (Add more updates to the account)
Everyone is welcome to join the book club group for discussion (790506626)
(End of this chapter)
"Master, what is the name of the suona music you just played? I have been playing suona for more than 20 years, and this is the first time I heard this suona music."
When I turned around at the weekend, I saw the suona that Mr. Lu invited earlier walking over, rubbing his hands.
"You haven't left yet?"
"I was planning to return the money, but I never found the opportunity."
The suona player said with some shame that he took other people's money but things were not done well.
In his simple concept, the money cannot be taken and must be returned to others. However, at this moment, Mr. Lu was busy taking the old man who fainted from crying to the ambulance and had no time to pay attention to him.
"Especially after listening to the suona you play, I feel even more embarrassed to take the money. Not only is the suona playing good, but the music is also good."
People were sent to the hospital because of the blow, so how could that be bad?
The suona player gave a thumbs up to the weekend and said from the bottom of his heart.
Weekend smiled and happened to see a hole in the suona player's shirt under his jacket.
It can be seen that the financial situation of this suona player is not very good, but he has never thought about taking the money and leaving. Weekend couldn't help but feel something in his heart.
"This song is called "Crying Soul", a song specially used for weddings."
After Zhou Qing finished speaking, he glanced at the suona player and said, "You are a professional in taking over free work, right?"
"Yes, I have lived for more than ten years in vain."
"Then this piece of music should be quite useful to you. If you need it, I can write it down for you."
The song "Crying Soul" can become a special song for the weekend in the past life, and it may also help the suona player to better catch the idle work.
Whether it was in his previous life or Blue Star, Suona Craftsman's life was not easy. On the weekend, I felt that I could help as much as I could.
"This...is this really possible?"
The suona player was excited when he heard this. He had been present during the whole process just now. He had seen with his own eyes how powerful the song "Crying Soul" was.
"It's okay, I'll write it down for you right now... Actually, you don't have to refund the money. They'll probably have to let you play the suona later."
Weekend shook his head and smiled. Mr. Lu would definitely not dare to let himself play the suona again later, otherwise all the relatives who came to the mourning hall would cry and become dehydrated.
While talking, Weekend took out a pen and paper, wrote down the music, and handed it to the suona player.
At the same time, Mr. Lu finally sent the old man to the ambulance. Fortunately, the doctor said that he was just exhausted from crying, which caused a lack of oxygen in the brain and he fainted. It was nothing serious.
As expected by Weekend, after Mr. Lu came back, he no longer dared to ask Weekend to play the suona, but instead begged the suona player to stay.
"Master Huang, you still have to play the suona later. Even if you stop playing for a while, it won't matter. I'll pay you for the processing."
"Master Zhou, please don't misunderstand me. I'm not saying that your bragging is bad, but I think my father is mourning and there is no need for us to be so sad."
Mr. Lu carefully explained to Zhou Zhou that no matter what the suona player did, at least he would not make people faint from crying.
"You really don't need me to play the suona? I just played a warm-up song, and I haven't played any better songs."
Weekend said with some regret, Mr. Lu almost trembled in his liver, people were so blown away by you that they sent an ambulance. Is this just a warm-up song?
If I let you blow it again, what's the point?Don’t I have to be sent away by you?
"No, Master Zhou, just be responsible for the fun at night and be done with it. But don't brag anymore... Someone, please help Master Zhou down to rest."
Mr. Lu was so frightened that he almost turned pale. He had to persuade him to stop playing his suona on weekends.
"Master Zhou, let me take you to rest!"
One of Mr. Lu's nephews quickly took the weekend to rest, and secretly asked someone to hide the suona for the weekend.
This thing is a bit annoying.
I just sat down in the lounge on the weekend, and suddenly a young man followed me in.
"It's really you, weekend~"
"I'm your fan, can I take a photo with you?"
fan?
Seeing the excited look on the young man's face, he felt a little fresh about the weekend. This was the first time he met fans in real life. "No problem, but this is a mourning hall. Do you want to go out and take a photo?"
"No, it's fine to use the mourning hall as the background. It mainly suits your temperament!"
The young man's words were completely silenced over the weekend. What does a mourning hall mean that suits my temperament?
Why does it sound and feel so weird?
click~
After Xiaoyoun took the photos, he stopped pestering Zhouxue, which made Zhouxue relieved. He was really worried that Xiaoyoun would bring out a wreath and ask himself to sign it.
However, Weekend never expected that this young man turned around and sent a photo of him and Weekend to a fan group.
The underworld singing club.
Such a special group name is extraordinary at first glance.
"Caught a wild weekend one, and there are pictures to prove it."
Soon, the group became excited.
"Is this picture real? Young man, where did you meet the weekend? Why are there so many wreaths behind it?"
"Damn, young man, you didn't mean to trick us with photos, did you?"
"It must be fake. The background is obviously a mourning hall. Why go to the mourning hall on weekends and take a photo with you?"
When the young man saw that he was being questioned by his group of friends, he immediately became unhappy and quickly started typing.
"The photo is really not mine. If it's fake, I met him at the funeral of my third uncle on the weekend."
"You may not know that he was invited by my third uncle to perform at the funeral. My third uncle said that he should leave in a lively manner."
In order to prove himself, the young man even opened a shared location in the group, and then secretly took a few seconds of video.
As soon as the video was uploaded, the group went crazy.
"I'll go, it's really the weekend, why is he picking up the free work?"
"I would definitely be surprised if other celebrities took on free work, but when I think about it being the weekend, it suddenly feels normal."
"Nanshan Cemetery Funeral Home? It seems to be not far from me. Is there a group to attend the funeral tonight?"
"Yes, yes, Nanshan Cemetery is only forty kilometers away from me. Let's go together then."
In other words, what kind of idols there are, there are what kind of fans.
Fans from other families usually form a group to pick up someone at the airport or something, but weekend fans are better off forming a group to go to the funeral.
It's just off the charts.
"I heard from my third uncle that he will sing Xian'er on weekend nights. Then we will come over wearing a large Northeastern flower jacket."
The young man's outrageous proposal was not only not ridiculed in the underworld fan club group, but was even unanimously approved.
"Young man, you are really a genius. This is a great suggestion. The Northeastern Flower Jacket will be our support costume from now on."
The young man made a rough count and found that dozens of people responded.
Or it could be said to be a club of underworld singers. The speeches of these people in the group are different from ordinary people.
Thinking of the scenes that might appear at night, the young man couldn't help but feel happy.
For those who don’t know, I’m afraid this is not a funeral but an exchange meeting for patients.
Thanks to the book friend [Long-cherished Wish I] for the reward and becoming the first author of this book. Woohoo, I’m so touched! ! !
Please pursue reading and monthly votes! ! ! (Add more updates to the account)
Everyone is welcome to join the book club group for discussion (790506626)
(End of this chapter)
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