A lonely brave man, I become the king of music

Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Yanjing are both first-tier cities in China, but there are still some differences between the two.

The Jiangnan region has been rich in aquatic products since ancient times. It can be said that there is ample food and clothing. Residents have developed the habit of living at a slow pace.

Yanjing is different. Every day, a large number of people come to Beidiao to pursue their dreams, and the pace of life and work is frighteningly fast.

For example, it is already noon, and some middle-aged and elderly people in Jiangsu and Zhejiang may have started cooking and walking, but the neighborhood where Li Mushang lives is quiet and scary.

Almost all the residents are running and working for their lives, and they only go home to sleep late at night every night. For them, there is almost no concept of home, and the house is more like a place to sleep.

Li Mushang was born and raised in Xichuan, the Land of Abundance, even though he has been in Yanjing for so many years, he still feels uncomfortable.

After washing up, I opened the curtains and windows for ventilation, but the sky was gray, as if there was a giant pot lid in the sky.

After thinking for a while, he closed it again, picked up the backpack and went out the door with a sigh.

The mask and hat have already been put on. It's not that he is famous for pretending to be a big name. As a singer who has been in the art troupe system for a long time, his reputation is almost zero.

The main reason is that the air quality in Yanjing is a bit worrying. Sometimes it can be compared to a sandstorm. When you go out without a mask, the wind blows your mouth full of sand.

Only the suburban park that I went to with Chen Jia last time could breathe unimpeded.

There were many people on the road, Li Mushang didn't drive, he picked up a shared bicycle and rode it slowly.

Although complaining, Yanjing also has some good things, such as the century-old Daoxiang Village.

From the end of the Qing Dynasty to the beginning of the Republic of China, it started to make pastries. It is said that the founder was the imperial chef who made a special trip to make dim sum in the palace.

There are many kinds of pastries, neither sweet nor greasy, suitable for all ages, this girl Chen Jia likes to eat these pastries the most.

It's a little late today, and many of them have already sold out.

Li Mushang beckoned: "Excuse me~ Give me some pea yellow and donkey rolling."

After the employee nodded, he swiftly took Li Mushang's snacks out of the cabinet with a tong, and asked, "Is that enough?"

Li Mushang smiled and waved his hands: "There are a lot of people eating here today, so come and order more."

The staff didn't talk to them, and continued to pick up a total of about two catties. The price is not particularly expensive in Yanjing, more than 100 yuan!
After paying, I said thank you, put the snacks in the bicycle basket, and continued to ride towards the National Television Building.

The scale of national TV stations is much larger than that of local satellite TVs, even the buildings of first-line satellite TVs like Jiangsu and Zhejiang, Funan, and Modu are completely incomparable.

After showing the ID of the art troupe, the security guard opened the gate, and Li Mushang entered it.

Continue to ride according to the address of the building that Chen Jia said. It took more than ten minutes from entering the door to arriving at the building. There are too many departments and the venue is scary.

"Yo~ Isn't this Li Mushang who was dispatched?"

"I remember we didn't invite the assigned person to the party today?"

The voice was so loud that it seemed to be purposely speaking for Li Mushang, and the word "Fa Hua" was particularly emphatic.

The words caught the attention of passers-by, many of them looked at Li Mushang who was riding a bicycle.

Li Mushang frowned and looked at the person who spoke: "Wang Tiezhu gossips behind his back, is he immoral or not?"

The person who spoke was Wang Tiezhu, his enemy in the art troupe. Because he has a close relationship with Chen Jia, this person often braids behind his back.

Wang Tiezhu walked over slowly, with a stern look in his eyes, but his tone was still foolish.

"Yo~ Am I just talking nonsense?"

After finishing speaking, he picked out his ears, tilted his head slightly forward, and his expression was extremely arrogant.

"What I'm talking about is the real thing. Is the entertainment industry fun? Will I call you a big star when I see you in the future?"

The other party was obviously teasing Li Mushang, in the hearts of everyone in the art troupe, no matter what star or artist you are, you will always be inferior in front of them.

Li Mushang didn't bother to talk to this kind of person, so he picked up the pastry and prepared to go around and go inside.

But Wang Tiezhu didn't intend to let go of such a good opportunity to belittle his rival in love, and stopped him with his hand: "I told you to cut off contact with Chen Jia, and our matter will be over."

"If you don't eat the toast and take the fine wine, then I will let you go around without eating."

This guy even leaned into Li Mushang's ear and whispered, "I replaced your original performance tonight."

Li Mushang was really angry, his eyes were fixed on Wang Tiezhu, his hands had already clenched into fists.

Wang Tiezhu also noticed this, and still smiled and said: "Why are you planning to hit me?"

"Come on. Come hit me in the face. If you don't hit me today, you will be a man."

Speaking of this, the other party became even more arrogant, and even stretched out his hand to slap Li Mushang's face: "You think you are a martial artist?"

"Can you turn the world upside down today?"

Wuxia should be the hottest star in the entertainment industry recently. His strong singing skills, invincible creative ability, and the feat of one person fighting against the entire industry make even the art troupe admire them.

Wang Tiezhu didn't associate Li Mushang with Wuxia at all, that's why he said what he just said.

Li Mushang slowly took out his phone, and finally said: "What did you just say again?"

Wang Tiezhu was stunned. He felt that the other party deliberately did not listen to his speech, and he was a little annoyed: "You think you are Wuxia?"

Li Mushang smiled and waved his hands: "It's not this sentence, it's the last sentence."

Wang Tiezhu felt that the other party was teasing him even more, his face turned red and he stretched out his hand to continue to slap Li Mushang's face: "You hit me, hit me in the face!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Tiezhu yelled out, and stepped back in an instant, bowing his body like a shrimp and covering the bridge of his nose.

"Li Li Mushang, you are in serious trouble. Your future is gone."

Li Mushang didn't care about 21, his fists fell like raindrops, hitting Wang Tiezhu's face precisely every time, muttering in his mouth.

"I have never seen anyone make such a request. As a good young man in the new era, I will definitely fulfill your request."

Wang Tiezhu fell to the ground and screamed heart-piercingly: "Oh~~Oh!"

Li Mushang was riding on the opponent, punching and punching without any intention of stopping.

"Don't hit me, don't hit me. Mr. Li, Mr. Li, I was wrong!"

This kid is always afraid of hard things, and now seeing Li Mu coming up, he was really scared instantly.

Li Mushang replied seriously: "Mr. Wang, don't be like this, I am very willing to help others."

Papapa is another few punches.

"Li Mushang~~ you stop."

The voice sounded from behind, and he turned his head to see that his master and Wang Tiezhu's uncle were standing not far away angrily.