A lonely brave man, I become the king of music

It’s fine for celebrities and entertainers to appear on TV shows on weekdays, but they really have to pay attention to their clothing and image.

There is no such extravagance in his private life, he should be frugal, anyway, he can't make clothes and throw them away after wearing them once.

In the rehearsal room the next day, Xu Shan sat down to watch Li Mushang's audition, frowning as if he had a lot to say.

After the work was sung, Li Mushang stepped off the stage. Looking at Xu Shan's expression, he knew that the other party was not satisfied.

Xu Shan motioned for Li Mushang to sit down beside him and chat: "Lao Li is short on time, so I won't be polite to you."

"The two works are actually not bad in the music world, but for you personally, I think it is far from enough."

"You already have a certain fan base, and they will only have higher and higher expectations of you. A mediocre work can't bring you to a higher level."

"Overthrow the two poems and rewrite them!"

Li Mushang nodded with a bit of a puzzled expression on his face. Indeed, as the other party said, these two works can only be regarded as quite satisfactory.

He didn't put too much thought into it, and the profession of musician really couldn't relax for a moment.

But now that the performance is imminent, all overturned and restarted, is there enough time?

Xu Shan's eyes were extremely firm and he continued: "If there is no qualitative change in these two songs in the end, to be honest, I suggest you quit this show."

After hearing this, Li Mushang had already made up his mind to pay attention. He beckoned the reception staff over and said, "I want to talk to the chief director of the show and the boss of Station B."

The staff knew that the matter was urgent, so they nodded and ran out quickly.

Li Mushang said to the musicians on the stage: "Teachers, take a break first, I will deal with some things first."

A few minutes later, Chen Rui, the owner of station B, and Chen Shaojie, the chief director of the party, rushed to the scene!
Both of them looked solemn and asked: "Mr. Li, what happened to you, if you need our cooperation, just say it, and you can use the resources as you like."

Li Mushang's astonishing words startled both of them: "The two works I created are not particularly satisfying after singing. I want to completely overthrow the big frame and write it again."

"The performance may be too late in terms of immediate time, so I want to reduce the performance from two works to one."

A sudden change of mind actually had a great impact on the party, after all, everything was planned from the very beginning of preparations.

If Li Mu still sings one less song, then other people will need to fill in the spare time.

Chen Shaojie is the son of Chen Shaohong, a famous Chinese female director. He is well-known in the industry and very experienced.

He asked, "Is it too late to create a piece from scratch in such a short period of time?"

Li Mushang nodded and said: "If I'm not sure, I definitely wouldn't take such a risk, and Lao Xu will stay to help me, there must be time."

Chen Shaojian and Chen Rui looked at each other and nodded, "Okay, then everything will be done as you said."

"Mr. Li, you are the finale of the party this time, please don't let anything happen to you in the future, my little heart can't stand it."

"If you need any resources, just tell the staff at any time, and we will do our best to cooperate."

Li Mushang nodded to show that he knew, Xu Shan finally opened his mouth.

"I really need your help. I am looking for a group of high school students majoring in music in Shanghai. It is best to have stage performance experience. A total of more than ten people should come here to join us as soon as possible."

Although Chen Shaojie didn't know what the other party asked the student to do suddenly, he nodded and agreed readily, expressing that he would make arrangements as soon as possible.

Only Li Mushang and Xu Shan were left in the rehearsal room, and they chatted relatively casually.

"Old Xu, you asked the director to help find a group of students. Do you want them to sing in chorus?"

Xu Shan shook his head: "The chorus is one aspect, I want them to read poems."

"There are many youth campus works in the Huaxia music scene, most of them are sad, emotional, and brotherly."

"After listening to it for decades, the audience is already a little bored."

"So the idea of ​​creation should be bigger. I suddenly remembered a poem written by Mr. Liang Qichao, a pioneer of the Chinese youth movement."

Li Mushang's eyes lit up and he spoke first, "Could it be that you were thinking about the "Young Hua Xia Shuo"?"

This is an article that almost all Chinese children would read when they were students. The article praised the vigor of young people and inspired young students in that chaotic and turbulent era.

Among them, the most famous passage is, the wisdom of the youth makes the country wise, and the wealth of the youth makes the country rich.

The country is strong when the youth is strong, and the country is independent when the youth is independent.

If there are only young people, the country will only be, and if the young people progress, the country will progress.

Xu Shan and Li Mushang both recited the poems at the same time, their hearts suddenly brightened and their eyes lit up, as if the shackles on their bodies were loosened.

"I can only give you an idea. Writing lyrics is something you are good at. It depends on you how to write."

However, Li Mushang followed like a demon, quickly picked up a pen and paper, and locked himself in a small house for retreat.

Usually, Li Mushang's creation took more than ten minutes at the fastest, and a few hours at the slowest, but this time he stayed in it for a day and a night.

The juvenile chorus team that the program team helped find has arrived, and Xu Shan is using his experience to let the children practice first.

Li Mushang opened the door the next day and walked out with bloodshot eyes, and a stack of manuscripts in his hand, many of which had traces of scribbles and had obviously been revised many times.

"Old Xu, take a look first, I'm going to take a nap for a while, and call me in the small room in an hour."

One day and one night of creation, this is not only physical fatigue, but also mental exhaustion.

After Li Mushang finished explaining, he returned to the small room and fell asleep leaning against the wall.

Xu Shan looked down at the lyrics written by Li Mushang, his face and heart were extremely shocked, as expected no one was better at the main theme works than the people from the national team.

He murmured to himself: "It seems that a masterpiece is about to be born again!"

After recovering, Xu Shan called the young students to gather, and began to temporarily build a large framework of melody in his mind in the form of Li Mushang's lyrics, so that the group of children could practice first.

This is a very pure theme work, and Xu Shan still uses the Chinese style arrangement he is most familiar with.

When he sang softly along with the arrangement, a raging flame ignited in his heart, and he felt very excited.

He also didn't wake up Li Mushang after an hour as agreed, but tried his best to let the other party rest for a while. As for the scene, he could not control any troubles.

Li Mushang slept for about two hours, and then woke up by himself.

When he walked out of the small room and looked up at the stage, a group of vigorous young men and women in school uniforms looked forward with smiles and recited Mr. Liang Qichao's words forcefully.