A lonely brave man, I become the king of music

If musicians want to write lyrics and works that move them, the first thing they need to do is to let themselves be moved. If they can’t be moved, how can they move others.

Li Mushang's character is not a procrastinating and indecisive person, but he still has sensibility and delicateness in it.

When he always appeared in front of the camera with a strong and optimistic image, everyone gradually forgot that this "tough guy" was just a young man under 30 years old.

Li Mushang was burdened with too many things, and as the person around her, Chen Jia understood the most, her eyes were red and she hugged Li Mushang intimately into her arms to comfort her.

In the evening, Xu Shan, the music director of Yudie Records, received a call from Li Mushang from Mohe, and he directly cut to the point without greeting him.

"Is Lao Xu free to be an accompanist for me now?"

When Li Mushang passed the written arrangement and lyrics to Xu Shan through his mobile phone, this top music producer in China was also dumbfounded.

The quality of the works can be seen with the naked eye, and the artistic atmosphere in the arts and sciences is overwhelming.

This is definitely the peak of Li Mushang's creative career, and it can be said with certainty that this young singer of the General Political Arts Troupe has officially entered his peak period.

When Xu Shan looked down at the arrangement and lyrics, Li Mushang expressed his whimsy over the phone.

"In terms of the prelude, I need to create a sense of the times, which is exclusive to the 90s and [-]s of the last century."

"In terms of musical instruments, I think the beginning uses trumpet, accordion and other instruments."

Xu Shan quickly entered the recording studio, started the console and began to play as Li Mushang said.

During the video call, Li Mushang frowned and said, "I don't like the feeling of this kind of beat, it's too routine. Can you use these two instruments to make the feeling of western classical music?"

Xu Shan was a little dumbfounded, did Li Mushang really pose a problem for himself, using a trumpet and an accordion to simulate the melody of classical music?

He had no idea, so he could only say: "I don't dare to guarantee this matter, anyway, I'll give it a try first."

Instead, Li Mushang encouraged Xu Shan to get up: "Old Xu, you are the best arranger master I have ever seen. Believe in yourself, you are the best."

As time goes by, Xu Shan keeps trying from various angles, and the accordion and trumpet can't get the taste of classical music at all.

In the end, the two had no choice but to compromise with regret, using slight electronic drumbeats and then blending and matching.

The effect was revealed immediately, and both of them had expressions of surprise on their faces.

The creation of music is like a series of experiments, and they are like scientists, who need to find the correct answer in various permutations and combinations.

The snowstorm in the afternoon completely blocked the mountain road. Even an experienced local driver like Long Ge dared not drive back.

Li Mushang and his party can only stay with the crew for one night.

The production crew with limited conditions slept in the Datong bunk, and lesbians such as Chen Jia and Feng Bingchen slept in rooms with relatively better internal conditions.

Li Mushang and others could only sleep in the rest of the rooms, with a bonfire burning in the center.

You don't have to worry about carbon monoxide poisoning at all, because there is no airtight place in the room.

The only gratifying thing is that the logistics of the crew can also provide hot water, so that everyone can soak their feet in hot water and sleep.

After Qiushou soaked his feet, he took off his coat and got into the sleeping bag.

Li Mushang said in surprise, "Why don't you take off your makeup?"

Qiu Shou was half lying down with a smile on his face, and pointed to his own face: "This is not makeup, I don't have any makeup at all."

"Before filming every day, grab two handfuls of dirt from the field and wipe it on your face. If it's not enough, roll over again."

"The roads outside are covered with snow now, and the soil will be frozen hard. I won't wash my face today, lest I can't find my cosmetics when I'm filming tomorrow."

On the contrary, the humorous words made Li Mushang a little admired, and Long Ge beside him said with a little sigh.

"It doesn't matter whether it's the film and television industry or the music industry, if young people can be as dedicated as you two, then we old bones will wake up laughing from a dream."

During the Autumn Harvest period, Xiaoxianrou’s business ability was notoriously poor. At that time, everyone thought that this was already offline. Who would have thought that today, more than a year later, the other party would actually be Xiaoxianrou’s online.

Although he pulled his hips back then, at least he sang and danced by himself, and he practiced on weekdays.

Good guy, look at those so-called fresh meat nowadays, there are no lines at all in filming, one, two, three, four, five, and music performances rely entirely on gunmen and post-production sound correction.

After that, the electronic music has been repaired, and the fans will still shout excitedly that our brother works the hardest.

The gays are chatting here, and the female comrades are no exception. Feng Bingchen is chatting with Chen Jia in private.

Feng Bingchen smiled and said: "Qiu Harvest proposed to me some time ago."

Chen Jia was a little surprised, she held Feng Bingchen's hand with a smile on her face: "My God, you are so happy."

"It must be very romantic, right?"

The corners of Feng Bingchen's mouth were also smiling, shaking his head and said angrily.

"At that time, the filming had been going on for a week. He picked a wild flower from somewhere, and then he knelt down on one knee and proposed to me like a convulsion."

Chen Jia was full of envy, his face was already full of little stars, and then he gritted his teeth and said.

"Damn it. Li Mushang is not so romantic. Music is the only thing in his mind every day."

Feng Bingchen is older than Li Mushang, Chen Jia, and Qiushou, and has more experience. She is much more thorough than Chen Jia.

"Li Mushang is a unique existence in the entertainment industry. I think if you love him, you should be more tolerant and selfless."

"It's not that he doesn't understand love or romance, but that there are too many things on his body that make him breathless."

These words silenced Chen Jia, and the girl's mind rang out that the two met for the first time after Li Mushang entered the entertainment circle from the art troupe.

At that time, he didn't know that Li Mushang had actually participated in the recording of "The Masked Singer", and she wanted Li Mushang to play with her.

At that time, the other party had just finished his work, flew back to Yanjing from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and did not rest at all.
Chen Jia was a little ashamed, she felt that she was really selfish, that Brother Mu Shang could only belong to her alone, and as long as the two of them were together, they would accompany and support her.

Little did they know how much pressure Li Mushang was under all the time!
After a night, a ray of sunlight shines on the earth in the morning, heralding the recovery of everything.

After the storm passed, all the people saw was the endless beauty.

Li Mushang got out of his sleeping bag, Qiushou beside him had long since disappeared, Brother Long and Brother Liu were still drowsy.

He got up and walked out of the room, stretched himself, and rubbed his face vigorously.