A lonely brave man, I become the king of music

Yesterday the master told him that he was going back to the Art Troupe for a meeting, and Li Mushang probably knew in his heart that he should be able to perform on stage.

This is really the opportunity he has been waiting for for several years. Now that he has finally realized his wish of joining the art troupe, he is still quite excited.

Teacher Liao was also very happy for his apprentice.

This child has talent and singing skills, and now he has made up for his previous shortcomings. What's more frightening is that he has also developed creative ability, and he is very likely to become a master of the music world.

"A good performance this time, don't lose the chain at all, you have to think about the theme in advance, the party is nothing more than the main theme mode, you are quite good at it."

Li Mushang nodded and expressed his thoughts: "During this time, Jiajia was hospitalized. I saw many medical workers in the hospital. They work very hard every day. What's more, the outside world doesn't seem to understand them."

"These guys are real angels, and I wanted to write a tribute to them and put it on stage."

Teacher Liao was very satisfied after hearing this: "This idea and starting point are very good. You have grown a lot compared to before. Maybe you will surpass me, master, in a few years."

Li Mushang replied very respectfully: "If it weren't for you, master, to help me pave the way and teach me, I might have already quit the music circle and become an ordinary laborer. for the rest of your life.”

"You are just like my father, no matter how high I may achieve in the future, you will always be my master."

Teacher Liao laughed loudly: "It's enough for you to have this kind of filial piety, and the time is almost up, let's go to the conference room first!"

The two of them walked out of the office side by side and went to the meeting room of the General Political Cultural Workers Troupe. The room was not big. There was a long conference table, and there were already quite a few people sitting in it.

After the two masters and apprentices entered, Director Wang was the first to lead them. They were quite unimpressed with Liao Changjian and Li Mushang, the master and apprentice pair. They didn't mean to say hello at all.

The other is Teacher Liao's friends, most of them stood up to say hello with smiles on their faces, Li Mushang didn't speak the whole time but just followed the master.

Teacher Liao unceremoniously opened the empty seat next to the head's left and sat down, and Li Mushang also found the farthest empty chair and sat down.

This seating actually reflects the situation of the General Political Workers' Troupe.

Both my master and director Wang have very high qualifications. If the old leader retires later, there is a high probability that the new leader will be selected from among the two.

Li Mushang has not been in the art troupe for a short time, but although he has a staff now, he no longer participates in internal activities on weekdays, so he can only sit with a group of newcomers who have just joined the art troupe.

Wang Fugui's seat was closer to the front than Li Mushang's, and the seat was neither far nor close, and he looked at him with some resentment in his eyes, and it seemed that he was still brooding over the past.

Everyone was seated, and the old team leader coughed and started to speak, which probably meant the program arrangement for the Labor Day party. This time, the General Political Department was almost all dispatched, and almost everyone had a program.

Even those newcomers got the chance to sing in the chorus.

"This performance is very important. I hope everyone can perform well and don't lose the face of the General Political Department."

"Xiao Li. This is the first time you have performed solo on this occasion, but I believe in your strength. If you need any help from us old bones, just ask."

The old group leader rarely mentioned Li Mushang's name during the meeting. He was Chen Jia's master, and he was very spoiled by his extremely talented but mischievous apprentice.

The relationship between Li Mushang and Chen Jia is well known in the art troupe, and this time when Chen Jia was hospitalized and Li Mushang accompanied him almost all the time, the old man was very happy.

The two have great looks, and their personalities are more compatible, and more importantly, they both have extremely high musical talents.

It would be a beautiful thing if they could get married.

The old head of the regiment naturally regarded Li Mushang as his future son-in-law, so he made a special mention of him by name.

This is also a reminder to Director Wang and his team that I didn't care what happened before, but Li Mushang is now on my side, so don't make any trouble for me.

Regardless of whether it is Director Wang or Liao Changjian, they have worked in the art troupe for a long time, and they are all talented people, so how could they not know what the old troupe leader said.

The meeting didn't take long to end, and everyone prepared for the show.

Li Mushang left the art troupe and went to the old cousin Xue's house again, and rang the doorbell. The warm and handsome uncle who was handsome a while ago, his hair was a bit messy at this time, he seemed to be resting, and his eyes were still bloodshot.

Cousin Xue was quite surprised by Li Mushang's second visit: "Xiao Li, why are you here?"

"Come in and sit down. I'm sorry I've been busy in the hospital recently, and I don't have time to organize my personal image."

After the outbreak of the flu, Cousin Xue has been on the front line for a week, taking over a lot of patients every day, and has been very tired from high-intensity work for several days.

Li Mushang said apologetically, "Brother Xue, I'm sorry to disturb your rest."

"I actually just wanted to chat with you."

After that, he told about his upcoming solo performance at the Labor Gala, and stated very bluntly that he wanted to write a tribute to the angel in white.

Cousin Xue was a little surprised, poured a glass of water for Li Mushang, and after they sat down, they asked, "How is Chen Jia's illness?"

Li Mushang replied respectfully: "It was discovered in time, and after treatment, he has fully recovered. Currently, his health is not seriously hindered and he is recuperating at home."

"Cousin, how did you see the profession of a doctor?"

When Cousin Xue heard this question, he pondered for a moment and replied with a smile: "Doctors are like soldiers. When you singers are on the stage, it is like going to the battlefield. We are also going to the battlefield when we pick up the scalpel."

"You are using the power of music to enrich the spiritual world of all people and satisfy them."

"We use the power of doctors to free everyone from suffering and to welcome a better life."

"So we actually have the same goal in mind."

As expected of a top student in the medical school, this conversation is clear and connotative, much better than the usual lazy old Xue Ke.

Li Mushang asked the other party many things from the time he started working to the present, which contained ups and downs.

Cousin Xue also knew everything and told Li Mushang almost without reservation.

The more you know, the more admiration and respect look on Li Mushang's face. This group of medical workers is even greater than they imagined.

He solemnly got up and bowed and said, "Thank you for your efforts, thank you!"

Cousin Xue stood up and patted Li Mushang on the shoulder: "I believe that when this song of yours is created, it will be a great encouragement to all medical workers."

"Thank you, it should come out of our mouths."