After taking advice, I became a top male idol.

An hour and a half later.

The bumpy rural bus finally stopped at the entrance of Lijia Village.

As soon as the car door opened, Lin Zhixing staggered out and leaned against a tree trunk, retching twice.

The road was so bumpy that it almost knocked out the half-bottle of mineral water he had been drinking in the car.

After pausing for half a minute, Lin Zhixing straightened up, used the reflection from his phone screen to tidy up his slightly messy hair, and then smoothed out the collar of his white shirt.

"I'd rather lose my head than mess up my hairstyle. After all, I'm a big streamer with hundreds of haters now."

He made a self-deprecating remark to the camera, then picked up the chipped redwood suona in his hand and walked towards the faint sound of mournful music coming from afar.

At this point, the number of viewers in the live stream had exceeded eight hundred.

Besides die-hard haters, there were also many passersby attracted by the platform's gimmick of "a fallen top star going to a funeral."

The barrage of comments was flying everywhere:

"We've arrived! Is this the legendary funeral site?"

"Don't be a coward, streamer! Go in! Let's see if you dare to brag!"

"If the streamer dares to cause trouble, he'll probably be chased for three miles by the whole village with shovels."

"Waiting for the streamer to get beaten up. I've already recorded it and am ready to post it in the parody section."

He walked through the village lanes, turned two corners, and came to a rural courtyard. It was a three-story house with its own gate and yard. At that moment, the gate was full of cars, white banners were fluttering, and the sound of weeping was deafening.

A middle-aged man in a black overcoat, with a burly face, was conducting at the entrance. "Cry louder! Didn't you eat? Hey you, where's the band? Why is one of the wind instruments missing? It's all silent; are we going to make a fool of ourselves in front of the guests?"

A young man nearby approached with a pained expression. "Master Liu, it's really not our fault. Old Ma... Old Ma just got a phone call saying that Wangjia Village next door offered double the price, and he... he ran off with his suona!"

"What?!"

"That son of a bitch Ma San! He calls me brother all the time, but he stabs me in the back when it really matters? Where am I supposed to find a replacement now? Without a suona (a traditional Chinese wind instrument) to lead the way, how can this show go on? Won't the host ruin our place?"

Liu Dana was sweating profusely with anxiety. "Hurry up and find someone! What are you doing here? Go!"

Lin Zhixing took a deep breath and used the system's [Master-level Suona Experience Card].

In an instant, countless finger techniques and breath control skills flooded his mind, as if he had been playing the suona for decades.

He strode forward. "Boss, I heard you're short-staffed?"

Liu Dana turned his head and looked Lin Zhixing up and down.

He was dressed neatly in a suit and was quite good-looking.

What's outrageous is that this young man was also holding up a phone stand in his other hand, broadcasting live right in their direction.

Liu Dana's brows furrowed instantly.

"Go away! Did you wander onto the wrong set? We're holding a funeral here, not filming! We're not in the mood to chat with you internet celebrities! If you don't leave, I'll have someone kick you out!" Liu Dana waved his hand impatiently to shoo him away.

The live stream audience was laughing hysterically.

"Hahaha, I got rejected!"

"I told you, professionals wouldn't even look at him."

"Hilarious! The troupe leader: Where did this pretty boy come from? Don't delay my work."

"Run, streamer! This guy looks fierce, you're going to get beaten up soon."

"Is this what they mean by 'dying before achieving one's goal'?"

Lin Zhixing did not back down; he was genuinely hungry and anxious.

The system task is to "complete a performance". If you can't even get through the door, then the 2000 yuan bonus will be gone!

"Boss, I'm not making movies, and I'm not here to cause trouble."

"I'm here to fill in. I heard you're short a suona? I can play it. I won't ask for more money, just pay me according to industry practice, but there's one condition: you have to provide meals."

Lin Zhixing held up the battle-damaged suona in his hand, "I can play the suona."

Upon hearing the words "meals provided," Liu Dana paused for a moment and looked Lin Zhixing over again.

These days, are people even willing to freeload at a funeral just for a meal? This young man looks quite respectable; he doesn't look like a beggar at all.

"Can you play the suona?"

An old man playing the erhu nearby couldn't help but burst out laughing, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. "Young man, don't be silly. Looking at your delicate skin, you probably don't even know how to breathe properly, do you? This thing takes a lot of air. You might blow your lungs out in a minute, and we'll have to call an ambulance for you."

Several musicians around them joined in the laughter.

The suona is the most difficult instrument to play in the world of folk music. Without eight to ten years of training, the sound it makes is no different from that of a pig being slaughtered. How could a young person possibly master it?

Just then, the roar of a motorcycle came from behind.

A gaunt man with a mustache rode his motorcycle to the door and walked in with a smug look on his face.

"Hey, Master Liu, getting angry?"

Ma San picked his teeth, a smug look on his face. "I'm really sorry, Wangjia Village offered way too much. But we've known each other for a long time, and I don't think you can find anyone right now. How about this, you give me an extra five hundred, and I'll rejoin the team right now, okay?"

This is blatant price gouging.

Liu Dana was so angry his face turned purple. "Ma San! You're taking advantage of our misfortune! Do you even care about the rules of the trade?"

"Industry rules? Can industry rules feed you?" Ma San scoffed, glancing sideways at Lin Zhixing standing to the side. "What? You don't want to pay, so you expect this pretty boy to bail you out? Is he using that fire poker to poke the stove? Hahahaha!"

Lin Zhixing didn't waste any words.

He picked up the suona, took a deep breath, puffed out his cheeks slightly, and exhaled sharply!

"drop--!!!"

Lin Zhixing's fingers moved so fast they seemed to dance like a phantom.

The long note instantly changed key, turning into a series of crisp sounds like pearls falling onto a jade plate, followed by an extremely difficult "flutter tonguing" technique that simulated the clamor of a hundred birds singing.

Although it was only a short test of a dozen seconds, the control over his breath was something that ordinary musicians could not match!

He looked at Liu Dana, who was completely dumbfounded, and asked calmly, "Boss, was that loud enough?"

"..."

Liu Dana opened his mouth wide, and the walkie-talkie in his hand fell to the ground with a "thud".

He's a seasoned veteran in this business; you can tell if someone's an expert just by looking at them.

That's not enough!

This is incredible! This level of skill is enough to make him the principal musician in the provincial folk music ensemble!

"Enough! That's way enough!"

Liu Dana suddenly realized what was happening, his face flushed with excitement. He rushed over and grabbed Lin Zhixing's hand, "Young man! No, Master! Don't go! You must stay tonight! There's a seat for you at the head table! Plenty of pork knuckle! Extra money! Extra money is a must!"

After saying that, Liu Dana turned to look at Ma San, who was pale and still in shock. His face instantly darkened, and he kicked Ma San, yelling, "Get out! Take your motorcycle and get the hell out of here! From now on, if you can get even one job at any wedding or funeral in this area, I'll change my mind!"

Ma San slunk away, not daring to utter a single word.

Meanwhile, in Lin Zhixing's live stream room.

The screen was instantly filled with a dense barrage of comments, causing lag so bad that the image was barely visible.

"???"

"??????"

Holy crap!!!

"Who am I? Where am I? What am I hearing?"

"That scream just now almost made my great-grandmother jump out of the photo!"

"My mom asked me why I was kneeling while watching the live stream..."

"Where are the haters? Speak up! Is this what you call lacking talent?"

Lin Zhixing: Yes, I don't have any special talents, all I know is magic and physical exorcism!

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