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The village was full of people, and the people were busy.

Narcissus Village.

The village courtyard square, around the stage.

The villagers started a wave of reward.

On the Internet, there are online beggars...

On Su Chen's side, the villagers were completely spontaneous and willing.

——[6 Wow! Not asking for rewards, but conquering with technology! ]

——[Villager: I was conquered by you just like that, cutting off all my retreats...]

——[The lady who rewarded the sanitary napkin, please stay calm. ]

——[Brothers, the DJ's rhythm is too exciting, I'll kick my dog ​​to cheer you up. ]

——[Brothers upstairs, please stay restrained, and the lady who sent her daughter, please respect Brother Su! 】

Under the stage.

The square has become a dance floor.

If.

The villagers were restrained before, they must be unbridled now.

Release their nature.

Release their brilliance.

Zhao Fugui smiled, "Brother Su, I have never seen such a lively atmosphere."

"This 100,000 yuan is worth it!"

Great value for money!

Just because Su Chen can be a rock DJ for funerals, I don't know how many well-known singers in the industry he can crush.

You can say he is vulgar, you can say he has no stage presence.

But no one will say that he Su Chen has no rhythm...

The melody is just right.

A detail maniac!

"Not bad, not bad, the village hasn't been so happy for a long time."

"This young man has something on him, but we are a little bit dog-eyed."

"Reward, let's all reward, we can't bury such folk artists!"

"Those who have money give money, and those who don't have money go home to get money."

The village chief spoke.

The old people around agreed and gave out their own money to reward him.

In this regard...

Zhao Fugui was watching with a mixture of laughter and tears.

Before, he looked down on him, saying that he was a yellow-haired man and wanted to drive him away.

Now he said that he was a folk artist.

Sure enough, you old guys are the ones who turn against each other quickly.

"Clatter..."

Rewards were constantly thrown on the stage.

Everyone in Shuixian Village was rich.

The rewards were naturally abundant.

The yellow-haired people were very excited...

Making money, making money.

Too much, too much money.

So this is the strength of the big brother?

So following the big brother, just shaking your head and shaking your body can make a lot of money.

The yellow-haired people looked at Su Chen with more admiration and respect.

——【The wall doesn't obey me, I obey Brother Su. 】

——【One song, conquering everyone...】

——【No, brother, I was too loud just now. I thought you were pretending, but I didn't expect that I was the clown. 】

——【Amazing, brothers! 】

Su Chen stretched his voice, not feeling tired at all.

He kept singing, and the villagers kept having fun.

…

Boom boom boom.

At the entrance of Narcissus Village.

Lin Bingbing rode a ghost fire motorcycle.

With her ears perked up, she could easily hear Su Chen's heavenly voice...

"Such a high pitch."

"So amazing, I like it so much..."

Lin Bingbing was full of joy.

The better Su Chen was, the happier she was.

A god-like boyfriend.

She found a god-like boyfriend for herself.

Let's see who dares to gossip in the future.

"Beep beep!"

Behind.

Lin Dashan followed closely behind.

It was difficult for him to drive the car here.

"Bingbing, what place did you bring me to?"

"Don't scare me at night, girl."

You can go anywhere in the city, why come to the suburbs at night?

He has often seen news reports recently, saying that girls go out alone at night and disappear.

Besides...

What the hell is this rock DJ near the suburbs?

The rhythm and melody are quite strong.

But Lin Daqiang has no intention of listening to it or enjoying it now.

"Boom!"

Lin Bingbing didn't say anything and continued to drive into the village.

Lin Dashan also continued to follow.

"Dashan, look ahead, is there a stage in the village courtyard?"

"It's late at night, it's almost dawn, and there are still so many people?"

"Is there any event being held?"

Chen Cuilan pointed to the village courtyard in the distance.

As the car got closer and closer.

Lin Dashan parked the car.

"Bingbing, are you here to watch a show?"

"Is it a celebrity from the entertainment industry?"

"Doing charity work here?"

"Oh, girl, you should have told me earlier. If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have to worry about your dad."

Station

Beside Lin Bingbing.

Lin Dashan couldn't help but dance.

Very good melody, very good rhythm...

"Dad, Mom."

"Do you want to see who the lead singer is in the center of the stage?"

Since he was here, there was nothing to hide.

Lin Dashan, Chen Cuilan squinted her eyes.

After a good look.

Then I found out...

On the crowded stage, in addition to a group of villagers!

There was also a group of non-mainstream Shamatte yellow-haired people!

The most important thing was the lead singer!

Surrounded by everyone, surrounded by everyone...

The middleman!

The man who was regarded as a god by everyone...

Su Chen!

"Is it that stinky boy!!!?"

Lin Dashan was stunned.

He racked his brains but couldn't think of it...

Why did this guy appear in Narcissus Village?

And why did he appear on the stage with a microphone?

The most important thing was...

This stinky boy is the lead singer! ?

"Is this a concert?"

"Is this a folk concert?"

"Is this what this brat does every day?"

"What kind of career is this!"

Lin Dashan was somewhat devastated.

I heard from my daughter before that Su Chen was doing business...

He believed it.

Now look, the lead singer of a folk concert?

Damn...

In their era, they were all from the village.

How could he not know the value of a folk concert?

In the end, in the early morning, they would chase the kids away!

Not doing their job!

Illegal concert!

Put the blame on Su Chen.

Lin Dashan wants to take Lin Bingbing away: "Bingbing, come home with me."

"You are not allowed to associate with this brat in the future!"

"Wait!"

"Dashan, look carefully first."

"What Su Chen is hosting doesn't seem to be a folk concert or a folk song and dance performance."

"What he is doing seems to be a funeral!"

Chen Cuilan suddenly discovered the black and white photo on the wreath.

Funeral! ?

Observe the stage carefully...

Only then did she realize that there were all kinds of eulogies in the outer circle.

Lin Dashan: ? ? ?

Funeral?

Is this kid hosting a funeral?

She recalled the first time Su Chen came to her house, he sang a mourning song.

This...

This funeral is not much better than folk songs and dances.

"Even hosting a funeral is not okay!"

"What kind of job is this? What kind of career is this?"

"Unstable, no food for the next meal."

"Bingbing, you will only suffer if you follow him!"

Lin Dashan made a firm decision.

Now...

Lin Bingbing was unhappy: "Dad! What are you talking about? I don't allow you to say that about Su Chen!"

"It's true that he has a part-time job, and it's true that he doesn't have a stable job."

"But do you know how hard he works in his part-time job? Do you know how much money he makes in his part-time job?"

"Have you seen the happiness he brings to those villagers!"

"Dad! You are too narrow-minded!"

Shake his hands.

Lin Bingbing ran towards the stage.

Lin Dashan: ? ? ?

I am narrow-minded?

At this moment, he was a little skeptical about life.

Hosting a funeral, bringing happiness to people...

Is this serious?

Besides...

If he is not mistaken, this is the seventh day of the funeral?

If he heard correctly, this tune is a rock DJ?

How did the seventh day of a funeral and a rock DJ collide?

I want to ask: Is this appropriate?