A lonely brave man, I become the king of music

Li Mushang's apprentice, Zhou Sheng, has suspended any activities in the entertainment industry since becoming a singer, and devoted himself to being an auditor in military arts.

Master Liao Changjian opened a small stove, which made him a qualitative change, especially in music theory knowledge and basic skills.

He himself is not a singer who graduated from a major. He entered the music circle because he was born with a good voice, and now he has made up for the last shortcoming.

Zhou Sheng also worked hard enough. He already had a little name in the entertainment industry, and he even had the title of Li Mushang's apprentice.

Even if he doesn't participate in training, basically he will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life. This heart that can sink down to study has already left countless streets behind his peers.

He has already spent a lot of time studying back and forth, and recently he has also ushered in his own big exam.

Recommended by Master, Yudie Records selected Zhou Sheng to participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala held by National Television this year.

At the end of the study that day, a special person came from the Military Art Institute.

She was wearing a white-backed skirt, a coat and a hat on her upper body, and she seemed to be out of place with the people around her.

Zhou Sheng showed a smile on his face, and kept waving his hands: "Tangtang is here!"

The girl took off her mask and smiled, but her complexion looked a bit disastrous, obviously different from normal people.

"Big Star Zhou is looking for me, I must go to the appointment!"

The two were walking on the road outside Junyi, Zhou Sheng said: "My master liked to eat a small restaurant here, today I will take you to try it?"

Tangtang nodded and replied, "Okay, I really want to see what the big devil eats on weekdays. He can be so talented and handsome."

Good guy, this little girl who speaks well!
The girl's original name was Tang Qia, and people who knew her basically liked to call her Tangtang. She was not very old, but she was a very famous lyricist in the circle.

The works cover multiple styles and categories, and the overall tone is very narrative.

With a lollipop in his mouth, Tang Qia asked with some doubts: "This is the first time you have participated in a mainstream party, Zhou Sheng. How dare you trust me so much and ask me to help you write lyrics?"

"I think if you go to your master Li Mushang, he will be willing to help, right?"

Zhou Sheng shook his head and replied, "It's not like you don't know, my master is currently breaking through with the singer, and the workload itself is huge every day, and it was a mess a while ago."

"I want him to rest better, besides, I think your talent in writing lyrics is no worse than my master."

Tang Qia waved his hands quickly after hearing this: "Don't put a high hat on me, I don't know how much I own?"

"It's not a problem that my style is very similar to your master's. After all, I am her little fan girl, and then I started writing lyrics."

"But if you say that I can compete with Teacher Li, then I am really competing with Haoyue."

The two chatted and went to a restaurant near Junyi. The storefront looked a bit dilapidated, and even the signboard had faded due to time, and the words could not be seen from a distance.

There are indeed a lot of notes on the wall in the store, among which there are words left by Li Mushang.

Zhou Sheng and Tang Qia kept rummaging through countless notes as if they had discovered a new continent.

"Wow, come and see, it's Teacher Chen Jia's message."

"Sister Yunjing's message is also here."

"This is all a great god!"

There is only one owner in the restaurant, and the menu is almost all home-cooked dishes, but there is a very important point, that is, the price is cheap enough.

Yanjing can be said to be a place where every inch of land is expensive. An ordinary bowl of noodles costs more than [-], and a bowl of fried rice costs [-].

No matter what kind of food in this store, the two of them have never seen more than 30 yuan.

The store is dilapidated but very warm, there is a small vase on the countertop of each table, and there are flowers in full bloom.

After the two of them ordered, Zhou Sheng held the flowers against his cheeks, and said very curiously: "The flowers look so beautiful, but why is there no fragrance?"

"Tangtang, do you know what kind of flower this is?"

After researching for a long time, Tang Qia said a little unconfidently, "This should be some kind of lily, right?"

The boss replied with a smile: "This is the day lily flowering period is relatively long, and the meaning is also very good. One is Wangyou, and the other is mother."

Zhou Sheng and Tang Qia suddenly realized that the lily-like flower in front of them was the legendary forget-sorrow grass.

It is recorded in "Natural History" that day lily, eating it makes people happy, and it is the fruit of forgetting worry, so it is called forgetting worry grass.

Zhou Sheng was fascinated by Huahua. Before his debut, he actually experienced a lot of misery. Because of his voice, he was often bullied on campus.

His mother is the key to keeping him safe from harm, encouraging him from time to time and supporting him in pursuing a music career.

Now that he has been developing in Yanjing for a long time, he has not been home for a long time. The Mid-Autumn Festival itself means family reunion. Maybe he can do something when he attends a large party for the first time in his life.

Zhou Sheng came back to his senses and said to Tang Qia: "TangTang, I seem to have found the idea of ​​singing this work."

"Do you think we can write a work with the theme of Wangyoucao and express our thoughts?"

The two little fellows talked more and more vigorously, and the owner of the kitchen cooking was listening the whole time. If the young man remembered correctly, he should be Li Mushang's apprentice. The master and apprentice both have different attitudes towards music.

In short, as long as you start to delve into music, you will basically be in a state of ecstasy, and eating and resting are not important at all.

After the food was served, Zhou Sheng and Tang Qia were still discussing it. When they were about to eat, they realized that the delicious food was already cold.

The boss didn't mind standing up and said, "I'll go warm it up for you again!"

"It was the same with your master back then, and the same with your apprentice. As long as you talk about music, you don't care about anything."

Zhou Sheng thanked him with some embarrassment, and Tang Qia beside him was already happy.

"Tangtang, how is your illness?"

Tang Qia answered the question pretending to be indifferent, but the worry on her face still betrayed her.

"I went to the hospital for an examination some time ago, and the doctor said that the condition is well under control, and it is not getting worse."

"But you also know that cancer itself is incurable. All I can do is to fight the disease with all my strength."

This open-minded optimism is really hard to see in patients.

Zhou Sheng also sighed, a little lamenting why the heavens are jealous of talents, but such a talented person somehow got cancer in his early twenties.

After the two had dinner, they walked on the street under nightfall, the breeze brushed their cheeks, and the two young hearts were getting closer.

Zhou Sheng stretched out his hand silently, and Tang Qia trembled, but he didn't refuse.