A lonely brave man, I become the king of music

"The morning glow does not go out, the evening glow travels thousands of miles."

"Look, it's only eight o'clock now, and the red morning glow illuminates the whole sky. We can come back tonight."

"A big storm is coming, buy some food to be prepared."

Li Mushang had heard what Brother Long said before, so he asked Chen Jia and Brother Liu to get off the car as well, and everyone bought ingredients together.

Looking at the beautiful morning glow, Chen Jia stretched her waist and said happily, "It's so beautiful!"

Li Mushang thought to himself that this girl is really big-hearted, they really caught up with the big storm, and it would be too late to cry.

They almost emptied the canteen, and the boss was a little skeptical about life.

It's not that Li Mushang and others can eat it, but that Qiushou said on the phone that their crew is stationed in Mohe, where the conditions are sparsely populated and the conditions are relatively difficult on weekdays.

If there is a big storm, the ingredients and supplies they purchased will undoubtedly be life-saving things.

The car was packed to the brim, and Li Mushang and others embarked on the journey again.

It was only when he entered the real Mohe land that he understood why Brother Long insisted on coming to see them off.

The road is like a silver dragon, straddling the snow-capped mountains.

The narrow path can only accommodate one car, and the side is a virgin forest full of trees.

If there is an accident, they will all fall to the bottom of the valley.

Even if they waited for the rescue team in such a place, they might have been frozen to death.

Brother Long concentrated on driving and helped explain the history of the city of Mohe by the way.

The Dongbei area is rich in mineral resources, which has created settlements around the mines, most of which are workers and their families who used to work in the mines.

At that time, Mohe was quite prosperous, and gradually expanded to become a town with complete supporting facilities.

No matter how many minerals there are, there will be a day when they will be exhausted. In the 90s of last century, the mineral resources of Mohe were exhausted.

Due to the evacuation of the mine, the bustling town lost a large number of people and gradually became depressed.

There are actually many small towns like this in the Dongbei area, such as Hegang, which was once larger than Mohe, and even became a city there, and now it is basically like a ghost town.

Li Mushang asked with some doubts: "Is this the only road in Mohe Town?"

Brother Long nodded: "This is the only way in and out. Basically, there are very few cars coming here, most of them are motorcycles or tricycles."

Li Mushang frowned in confusion: "Since living here is so inconvenient, why don't those who stay in Mohe move to a place where life is more convenient?"

Brother Long sighed: "There are quite a few old people in Mohe. They have been working in the mine since they were young. They live, work, and start a family. That is their home."

Nostalgia may be a topic that everyone can't avoid, Li Mushang suddenly understood.

No matter how dilapidated a home is, it is still a home, and the older you get, the more deeply rooted this concept becomes.

After driving on the rugged mountain road for more than two hours, and browsing through seven or eight mountains, the group finally came to Mohe.

The breath of history is blowing in the face. The buildings built in the 80s and [-]s of the last century look dilapidated.

Many doors and windows have been completely damaged, and no one lives and maintains them at all.

Faded slogans with period characteristics can still be seen faintly on the walls of the building.

The town looks very depressed, basically no young people can be seen, and there are old faces in the scattered houses that are inhabited.

There are very few foreign vehicles coming in and out here, and the local residents can't help but look out curiously, wanting to see whose "child" is back.

Brother Long lowered the car window and asked an old man where the film crew was. The old man was very enthusiastic to help guide the way and recognized Brother Long.

"Are you the lead singer of the band that often appears at weddings and weddings?"

The name Red and White Wedding Band almost made Li Mushang laugh out loud.

Brother Long smiled wryly, and wanted to refute but couldn't find any reason to refute.

In the early years, second-hand roses were actually quite bad. Let alone holding concerts and music festivals, it would be a problem to make a living by relying on commercial performances.

At that time, they almost never refused invitations, no matter if it was weddings or funerals, they could be seen in almost every small village in the North Dong area.

The old man who recognized Brother Long had seen the show in his early years.

Brother Long nodded readily and admitted: "That's right, I am the lead singer of the Red and White Wedding Band."

The uncle slapped his thigh with a look of joy on his face: "Oh my god, I really miss you."

"But recently, the town has never heard of anyone marrying a daughter-in-law, and whose family died?"

Brother Long felt that we couldn't continue the conversation today, so he waved his hand and interrupted: "Master, you are busy first, we have something to do and we will leave first."

The crew is stationed in the deepest edge of the town, where almost no one lives there, and they don't disturb the residents on weekdays.

After Li Mushang and others arrived, the film crew was busy shooting, but they didn't notice their arrival.

At this time, Qiushou was wearing a shabby and dusty army green padded jacket, his hair was disheveled and his face was all gray, and he looked much older.

Being in the cold environment for a long time, frostbite appeared on his face, and his whole face was flushed.

At this time, the scene of taking a taxi was being filmed. In front of the old van, Qiu Harvest was holding a cigarette in his hand. He was standing in a very weird posture. His eyes had no brilliance, and he glanced into the car intentionally or unintentionally.

Putonghua has also become a dialect with a very strong accent. The image and tone of speech are basically no different from the local idlers.

There is a saying in the film and television industry that actors have thousands of faces. This is Li Mu's serious way of watching the Autumn Harvest filming. Apart from other things, his dedication is quite admirable.

From the top-tier fresh meat to the bottom, he dropped everything and started again in a brand-new industry, all he can say is awesome.

The shooting went very smoothly. After the director yelled Ka, Qiushou ran over with a smile on his face.

"Teacher Li, you are here!"

Qiushou greeted very modestly, and at the same time sent a big hug, but at the moment of hugging, he withdrew his arm again, and said with some embarrassment.

"My body is covered in dust, let's stop hugging."

“I can’t even look in the mirror myself right now.”

But Li Mushang sighed and said: "I think you are cleaner than ever before."

Qiushou was stunned for a moment and then nodded: "Well, it's mainly because of this down-to-earth feeling, which makes people very down-to-earth."

Li Mushang asked very interestedly: "I was very serious when I saw you filming just now, how did you find us?"

Qiu Shou smiled and replied: "The character I usually play has loose eyes and no focus at all, so the perspective is wider."