A lonely brave man, I become the king of music

The ad came back and the signal went through.

The first thing that catches the eye is the scene in the background, Li Mushang's face appeared in the camera.

Under the matte black mask hides bright jewel-like eyes.

Boom~~Boom!

He felt that he had entered a very strange world, the noisy sounds around him disappeared, and the sound of thumping came from his heart.

The pictures of the five-year art troupe career are presented like memory fragments.

"Xiao Li welcomes you to join the General Political Department. We will be a family from now on."

"Going to the countryside to perform is a very honed skill, so do it well."

"The New Year's party decided to give you a chance to sing alone. You write a song with the main theme based on the extraordinaryness of ordinary people."

"Sorry your show was cancelled!"

The fragments seem to carry voices, and the words from the past are clearly transmitted to the ears.

"Mr. Wuxia, it's time for you to appear, Teacher Wuxia!"

Xiaoya watched Li Mushang remain still behind the host's announcement, and reminded her in a low voice.

Li Mushang came back to his senses and realized that everything was an illusion.

He smiled at Xiaoya, but he couldn't see it because of the mask.

"Thank you!"

After saying thank you, he took the microphone handed over by the staff, and stepped onto the stage with firm eyes.

The music elf and the alpaca are also staring at the picture intently at this moment.

Wuxia's singing in the first round was amazing, but it is a pity that the work is not complete.

They are also looking forward to Wuxia's solo, and their intuition tells them that the three of them are of the same type, and they have the purest love for music.

The steps leading to the stage are lit up step by step.

Li Mushang's footsteps seemed to be very heavy every step, and he walked very slowly.

Climbing to the top of the stage, a pitch-black figure appeared in front of the audience, one second. Two seconds.

Bang bang.

Bunches of golden light shone from the sky, and applause rang out.

Li Mushang bowed to express his gratitude: "Hi everyone~ I am Wuxia!"

The voice of speaking has also been specially processed so that people can't tell them apart at all.

"Today's second round brings my own original composition "The Lonely Brave"!"

"Salute to the extraordinary in the ordinary!"

After saying this, the audience all gasped.

"Why Wuxia want to sing an original song?"

"Is the game so introverted now?"

"Wow~ This makes me look forward to it."

"I knew it couldn't be that simple, the players must have big moves."

"Wuxia sings so well, but he still has creative talent, an all-around musician!"

"This damn charm, who is Wuxia?"

From the eyes revealed by the gap in the mask, the music elf seemed a little surprised.

"Original?"

She muttered to herself with a smile on her lips.

"This show is getting more and more interesting. No wonder Zhang Ye kept asking me to participate in it at first."

"It's a worthwhile trip!"

Her manager in the small room was also a little surprised. He had objections to his own artists coming to participate in this show.

Music elves are not small, and they hold a lot of weight in the music scene. Looking at any music program in China, they are all mentor-level figures.

Participating in a competitive show as a contestant is somewhat self-deprecating.

Now he has also changed his mind. As an agent, he has been in this circle for more than ten years, and he has nothing to say about his connections and vision.

He recognized the alpaca when he spoke in the first round, and he was definitely no lower than his own, a player of the same mentor level.

Wuxia is the most invisible, his singing skills are very good, his voice is as flawless as if he had been kissed by an angel.

The other party actually has the ability to create. There are many singers at the level of singers in the music world, but there are very few singers who have both top singing skills and creative abilities.

He was a little lucky that the music elf finally insisted on participating in this show. Being able to fight against such a strong opponent would greatly improve his ability.

The stage lights gradually went out, and Li Mushang sat in the very center of the stage, with a huge mirror in front of him, reflecting his own figure.

Holding the microphone with both hands, resting on his knees naturally, staring at himself in the mirror intently.

Ding~~~Ding, the crisp sound, like the hands of a clock, indicates that time is passing.

The lights were completely turned off, and Li Mushang's figure also disappeared into the darkness.

The huge naked-eye 3D screen behind the stage lit up, first showing the specific information of the song.

"The Lonely Warrior"

Composer: Wuxia

Lyricist: Wuxia

Singing: Wuxia

Wu Qixian from the guessing group turned to Lao Xue and said, "It was really written by him, not by name."

There are also many so-called original musicians in the entertainment circle, and now many entertainment companies also like to make their own artists into talents.

They will buy a large number of works by the creators behind the scenes, and then name themselves, but they are only co-creators.

Wuxia's work has only his name from composition to lyrics, so it can be proved that he created it independently.

Lao Xue and Da Changwei also put away their original laughing expressions, and looked at Wu Xia in the center of the stage with respect on their faces.

The two of them are also creators, and they know how much courage it takes to sing an original work that has never been published on such a stage.

A beam of dazzling white light shines on the center of the stage, but there is no one inside.

The audience spoke in astonishment.

"what's the situation?"

"Is this a stage accident?"

"The lighting engineer buckles the chicken legs."

"Why is Wuxia missing?"

When everyone was a little confused, the prelude sounded.

The melody is somewhat depressing and is played on an electronic synthesizer.

The soprano piano joins in after eight beats, and the same note is repeated over and over again.

The sound of the prelude is getting louder and constantly impacting everyone's soul.

The oppressive atmosphere has climbed to the peak, and the audience felt panicked, but they didn't know why it happened.

The melody of the electronic synthesizer disappears, leaving only the somewhat lonely solo of the piano.

Li Mushang, who was hiding in the darkness beyond the light, spoke, his voice was low and indifferent, and everyone felt cold and lonely.

"It's all brave."

"The wound on your forehead, your difference, your mistake."

"No need to hide."

"Your battered doll, your mask, your ego."

Four lines were sung, and the guessing group exclaimed.

The audience was all stunned, Wuxia's solo was so impactful that their heads didn't react at all.

The timbre of the other party is completely different from the first round of singing, deep and magnetic.

His voice and the emotions shown in his singing are all too appropriate and harmonious.