A lonely brave man, I become the king of music

Yanjing began to become covered in silver in winter. At the iron gate of the General Political and Cultural Troupe, a young man stood outside with a suitcase.

The security guard poked his head out with a smile on his face.

"Xiao Li is back!"

The young man in the hat smiled and nodded: "Well, I'm back!"

His name is Li Mushang, and he is currently located in the Huaxia General Political Arts Troupe, which is commonly known as the national team on the Internet.

Nine years ago, he participated in the art examination and was selected by his master Huiyan Shijin to enter the military art to learn popular singing.

After graduating, he participated in the Young Singer Competition and won the Bronze Award for Popular Singing. Later, he joined the Art Troupe and became a young singer.

Of course, it's not all smooth sailing like in online novels. Since his voice is not particularly outstanding, he doesn't appear to be particularly outstanding in this place full of talents.

Li Mushang still has some expectations in his heart. Some time ago, the master said that when he comes back from the countryside this year, he will be on stage as a guest performer at this year's National TV's New Year's Gala.

The middle-aged security guard opened the iron door with a smile and said.

"I heard that you will be attending the New Year's Eve party soon, come on!"

"Maybe by then you will become a leading figure among young singers."

This matter is not a very secret thing in the art troupe, and this Anbao surnamed Wang also likes Li Mushang very much.

The people who work here are basically the pride of heaven. Although these people are excellent, they also have some small problems in character, that is, conceit.

Since I was a child, I have been a child of someone else's family in the mouth of relatives and friends, can I not be conceited?

These people often have no good looks towards security guards like Uncle Wang.

Li Mushang was an exception, he was very kind and always had a smile on his face, so he was very popular with them.

Uncle Wang stood up and came out of the sentry box, waving his hands: "Just put the suitcase here with me."

"Your master is already waiting for you in the office. He should be discussing with you about the party. Don't waste your time and go quickly."

Li Mushang nodded: "Then please trouble Uncle Wang."

After finishing speaking, he put the suitcase in the security room and turned around to enter the office building of the General Political Cultural Troupe.

There are not many people in the art troupe, but most of them go to the countryside and participate in performances in various regions on weekdays.

Now that the end of the year is approaching, it looks a little empty.

Li Mushang came to an office on the ground floor with ease and knocked on the door.

A middle-aged man in the room said, "Please come in!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Li Mushang smiled and opened the door, poking his head.

"Master~~ I'm back!"

The person sitting inside was wearing a suit, with long hair and glasses.

Mr. Liao Changjian, a famous tenor singer in Mesozoic China, is now the mainstay of the General Political Arts Troupe and Li Mushang's mentor.

After seeing that the person who came was his apprentice, Teacher Liao nodded with a smile and asked him to sit down.

After looking up and down a few times, he said softly, "You've lost weight and got tanned."

It is actually quite hard for the art troupe to go to the countryside to perform, so the people inside gave this work a nickname called distribution.

Li Mushang almost traveled all over the villages in the north and south of the river in half a year. It must be a lie to say that it is not bitter to eat and sleep in the middle, but it can be regarded as fun, and he can exercise himself very much.

He didn't answer, but opened his backpack and took out a metal jar from it: "I know you always like to drink tea. This time I went to the countryside and just arrived at Mount Emei in Xichuan to bring you the best tea."

Teacher Liao looked at the busy figure of his apprentice with a trace of guilt in his eyes, and seemed to be engaged in some psychological struggle in his heart.

Li Mushang, who was packing his backpack with his head down, didn't notice it at all, and was still talking about his going to the countryside to perform in the past half a year with his head down.

After a while!

Teacher Liao sighed and said softly, "Your Lantern Festival show has been cancelled."

"This is the decision of the above, and I can't say much. I'm sorry!"

Li Mushang was his only apprentice. As a master, he felt that he had not protected him well, thus causing his apprentice to be wronged, and he felt very uncomfortable.

Li Mushang, who was busy, froze for a moment in the air, and after a few seconds, the emotional outburst he imagined did not come, but he replied very calmly: "Understood, master!"

He sighed in his heart, saying that he was not disappointed would be a lie.

The Zongzheng Art Troupe has lasted for five years. Except for going to the countryside to perform in remote places, he has never been on any national-level evening party. Originally, seeing the opportunity to realize his ambition slip away, no one would feel good .

Teacher Liao looked at the slightly disappointed Li Mushang and continued, "I actually wanted to discuss another matter with you when I came here today."

"If you want, you can go to the entertainment industry to develop, the team leader has already agreed."

"The original establishment will be kept for you, and you will come back when there are major events."

His precious apprentice has been here for almost five years, and he has no chance to appear on mainstream programs at all, so he is also anxious.

Art troupes belong to the system and are unlikely to let people go, but the atmosphere in the entertainment industry is not particularly good now, and the higher ups also want some artists with good morals to set an example.

A young singer from an art troupe like Li Mushang is very suitable, which is why the green light was given.

What his master said made Li Mushang's heart pound. It is true that he lacks an opportunity now. Instead of suffering like this, why not try other paths?

"Master~~me!"

Just as he was about to speak, Mr. Liao smiled and waved his hand: "You don't have to rush to agree to this matter, you can think about it again."

A few seconds later, Li Mushang raised his head and said seriously: "Master, don't think about it, I agree!"

Mr. Liao was a little surprised by the unexpected refreshment, but soon smiled again.

He knew that Li Mushang had been suffocating in his heart, and his suggestion just now gave the other party hope again.

Teacher Liao took out a letter from the drawer and handed it to Li Mushang.

"A friend of mine is just preparing for a music competition show. If you are interested, you can bring this letter of introduction to him."

The file contains the contact information of the other party and the general flow of the program, and the name is "The Masked Singer".

Teacher Liao stood up and patted Li Mushang's shoulder heavily: "I'll see you off!"

Outside the gate of the Zongzheng Art Troupe, Li Mushang took a deep breath and looked at the place behind him where the dream started, feeling a little bit reluctant.

"Master~~ I'm leaving!"

Li Mushang took the suitcase and walked away. In the winter, the sun shone on the road in front of him, which was so dazzling.

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