A lonely brave man, I become the king of music

The last high-intensity arrangement training and rehearsal caused Uncle Mu Yang's old injury to recur, which made Li Mushang blame himself.

He felt that he was not working hard enough and capable enough to cause this situation.

After taking out the pop-rock words from the backpack, proceed to pull out a manuscript.

"I have already taken the time to make the big framework of the arrangement."

"This way can reduce everyone's pressure. Uncle Mu Yang's old injury is still not healed. We will try our best to cater to his rhythm this time."

Uncle Mu Yang's face was full of apology: "I'm sorry everyone, I really dragged you down."

Chen Jia waved his hands again and again: "What are you talking about? We are a team. Since we are a team, we should help and take care of each other. No one has ever been sick."

"When I was sick, didn't you go to the hospital every day and watch over me?"

Li Mushang nodded and said that what Chen Jia said was correct, since it is a team, it should be a whole, everyone enjoys honors together, and overcomes difficulties together.

Lao Yang picked up the manuscript and looked down, and slowly read out the title of the song: "Chasing dreams with a pure heart, the lyrics look like an inspirational song!"

Li Mushang shook his head and replied: "Different people will have different understandings when listening to different works. In my opinion, the spirit of rock and roll is like the heart of a child, pure, clean and willing to express."

These words won the praise of Uncle Mu Yang, the old rocker: "The core spirit of rock music is purity. Now we all know that the entertainment industry is very profitable. Those who don't have top talents can make a lot of money."

"But as long as you are familiar with rock and roll, you will know that many bands are actually not willing to sign with entertainment companies. If you do that, you will be bound. Even if you earn a little less, you can't change your original intention."

Li Mushang said with a smile: "Uncle Mu Yang, you are just cursing me, right? I thought what you said was not bad, but after thinking about it, I am also the top class in China!"

Uncle Mu Yang replied angrily: "Get out, you are a monster in the entertainment industry."

The atmosphere was harmonious. After bickering with each other, everyone began to prepare for the new round of competition.

The pace of the rehearsal was quite slow, and I didn't practice as frantically as before. If I can speak clearly, I try to speak with my mouth.

But Uncle Mu Yang's situation is still not optimistic, and the rhythm is obviously out of shape.

This made Li Mushang somewhat suspicious that the other party's injury might be more serious than what he said at the time.

Li Mushang announced that he would rest for half an hour, and called Uncle Mu Yang to the lawn outside. After the two sat down in a relaxed manner, he asked.

"Your injury should not be as simple as you said, right?"

"I heard the beat of your drumming today, and it is obviously out of shape. You will never make such a low-level mistake before."

Uncle Mu Yang smiled awkwardly: "I'm really fine, the injury is indeed not healed, but it's nothing serious."

Li Mushang lowered his head and sighed helplessly: "Since I formed a team with you, I have regarded you as a senior and an elder. You are an indispensable glue for the Phoenix band. If you are missing, the three of us, You must have suffered a lot.”

"Just tell me honestly, what's wrong with your hand, and if there's any problem, I'll try to fix it for you."

Uncle Mu Yang's eyes were red, and after a long time, he slowly opened his hand wrapped in elastic bandage.

Only then did Li Mushang realize that the other person's palm hadn't subsided at all, but it was even more red and swollen, and his fingers were like carrots.

The Northwest Drum King shed a tear of reluctance, feeling a bit emotionally broken: "The doctor said I had to have an operation, and I might not be able to be a drummer again in the future, so that I can serve a bowl of food for the rest of my life."

Li Mushang wanted to speak, but Uncle Mu Yang didn't give the opportunity to say: "But I'm not reconciled, I want to stand at the pinnacle of Chinese music, and I met you when I lost hope."

"I don't want to linger on alive, just like your song "Life is Like a Summer Flower", even if it is short, I want to shine brightly."

"I miss you very much."

The last sentence made Li Mushang's nose tingle. The age gap between Uncle Mu Yang and the three of them is quite large, but there is no generation gap at all. Everyone is living happily and happily these days.

Who can afford it?

Li Mushang still said: "Then persist like this, what will you do in the future?"

Uncle Mu Yang choked up and was speechless, Li Mushang patted the big brother on the shoulder: "Let's retire after this competition!"

"I will take you to a medical treatment so that you can still return to the stage in the future."

"Of course, as you said, even if you leave us, you have to leave in a good way."

He stood up and stretched out his hand to Uncle Mu Yang, pulling Big Brother up from the lawn: "Let's go. Chen Jia and Lao Yang are still waiting for us!"

When the two returned to the room, Chen Jia immediately realized that Uncle Mu Yang and Li Mushang's emotions were not right, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Li Mushang said cautiously: "Uncle Mu Yang's injury has not healed, he needs to rest for a while to have an operation."

The imaginary blame did not come. Anyway, everyone was more concerned about Uncle Mu Yang's body. As for the competition, it was really not that important.

Li Mushang finally made a decision and said, "I suggest you retire after this round of competition. Uncle Mu Yang's injury will not require immediate surgery."

We are a team, and we are voting now to decide whether to retire.

Almost without thinking, Chen Jia and Lao Yang raised their hands and said, "I am in favor of retiring from the competition. The body is the most important thing. Uncle Mu Yang, you must recover from your injuries and then the king will return. We will wait for you!"

Li Mushang also raised his hand slowly, the outcome was decided with three votes in favor.

Uncle Mu Yang didn't force him anymore, instead he smiled with relief: "Don't worry, you bastards!"

"I still have a lot of fuel in the tank, now it's just a broken part."

"After I go back to the field and take a break, this classic car can still drive at high speed."

Li Mushang called the director team, and soon the chief director Hong Tao and the assistant director Xiao Ya rushed to the room.

The faces of both of them are not very good. If the Phoenix Band really withdraws from the competition, it will undoubtedly be a disaster for the entire show.

But when they saw Uncle Mu Yang's hand, both of them fell silent.

Just looking at it makes my heart ache, how much pain I have to bear all the time!

Hong Tao didn't try to dissuade him, but asked, "Is this a unanimous decision?"

Li Mushang nodded and replied: "Well, we have already decided."

"Uncle Mu Yang's hand can no longer be delayed. We plan to withdraw after this round of competition, and then help send him to the hospital for surgery as soon as possible."

Hong Tao stretched out his hand to adjust his glasses: "Okay, I respect your decision to retire."