A lonely brave man, I become the king of music

When the two met on such an occasion, Qiushou seemed a little embarrassed: "Mr. Wuxia didn't expect to meet you here."

Li Mushang sighed, and signaled the other party to chat with him in a place with few people nearby, but the others were very tactful and did not follow.

In fact, he has no dissatisfaction with the autumn harvest.

The humility shown by the opponent after the game was enough to prove that the heart is not bad.

It's just that the other party was completely controlled by his agent and the company behind him at the time, more like a puppet or commodity without any right to speak.

Qiushou didn't care about the dust on the ground, sat down and began to tell his story.

"I'm actually an ordinary person. I used to be an internet-addicted teenager who was called by my family. I started a live broadcast on the Internet on Douyin. Then one day someone suddenly sent me a private message and asked me if I would like to be a star."

Li Mushang replied indifferently: "That person who privately messaged you is your former manager?"

Qiu Harvest nodded: "I contacted him with the mentality of giving it a try. Later, I signed a contract and practiced basic skills for two months. The company stuffed it into a certain talent show like a commodity. After operation, I got a ranking and made my debut."

"This is not the life I want. I have said that I want to settle down, but the company will never give you a chance to stop. They signed you to make money and cut leeks."

"I met you later in "The Masked Singer", and you should know what happened later."

Li Mushang was actually very angry in his heart, and asked with some doubts: "Then why are you here to film now?"

Qiushou shrugged: "After the accident, the company threw all the blame on me, and I was also blocked by Jiangsu and Zhejiang Satellite TV. After being worthless, Xinghai terminated the contract with me directly, and made me pay a lot of money for not complying with the contract. liquidated damages."

"I'm hungry. I want to eat, so I bought a train ticket to Hengdian with the last money in my pocket."

"Very good. At least I'm living a solid life now."

The autumn harvest in front of me can be said to be nothing, but the mental outlook displayed at this moment is no longer as dull as before. As long as people live with hope, then it is not considered a failure.

The other party may be able to get out in the film and television industry one day, and maybe become a movie star.

He patted the other person on the shoulder and encouraged him.

"If you really want to return to the entertainment circle and gain a foothold, then work hard!"

Qiu Harvest nodded heavily: "Yes, I will."

After the chat, Li Mushang went back outside the director's studio and found that everyone was waiting for him.

He quickly apologized and said: "I met a friend and went to the side to chat for a while, I'm sorry everyone!"

He turned to look at the producer Li Weiping again: "Teacher Weiping, I want to ask you for a favor."

Wu Xia is the musician he invited with a lot of money, the backbone of the theme song team this time, seeing the other party rarely speak and hastily replied.

"You said. As long as I can help, I will definitely do my best to help."

Li Mushang pointed to Qiushou who was receiving a lunch box in the distance: "Then I am my friend. Something happened to him in the music circle, and Xinghai Entertainment tricked him."

"Now he's playing tricks on your crew, do him a favor and let him stay with the crew until the end of filming."

He has never filmed before, but he also knows that there are many kinds of tricks.

Those who only have wide-angle lenses or no lenses at all are called extras in Qiushou, and they only cost 120 yuan a day.

Following the crew is to play a role in a certain crew from the beginning to the end of the filming, without having to sign up every day to grab a seat.

When Li Weiping heard that he was going to take a seat with the team, he readily agreed to such a trivial matter, saying that there was no problem at all.

During the conversation, a girl in her 20s came out of the shed: "Every teacher, Director Zhang is already waiting for you, please come in!"

Everyone walked into the studio, where there were not a lot of shooting equipment. An old man with slightly gray hair was sitting on a simple chair and kneading his brows.

This is Zhang Yimou, the leading director of the Five Generations of China, who is now in his 70s.

Judging from the photos on the Internet, the other party seems to be a middle-aged man, but in reality, you can see that there are already many wrinkles on his face.

The profession of director requires long-term and high-intensity work, and the health is obviously not particularly good.

"Director Zhang!"

Everyone shouted respectfully, even someone with a certain prestige like Uncle Mu Yang had the same expressions and movements.

Zhang Yimou, who closed his eyes, opened his eyes and saw the person coming with a smile on his face. After walking over, he directly held Li Mushang and Chen Jia's hands tightly.

"Mr. Wuxia Teacher Chen Jia, this time I have really troubled you."

"Last time you changed the song Jiuer at the Lantern Festival Gala quite well. The old comrades who participated in "Red Sorghum" were all satisfied."

A few chairs moved in, other unrelated people left, and the assistant handed over several confidentiality contracts.

"Teachers, don't get me wrong, everyone follows this rule."

Everyone knew about this in advance, and signed the confidentiality contract after checking that there was no problem.

Only then did Zhang Yimou start to tell the main story of the movie, which is probably a fictional dynasty in China. The Great Wall, which is the totem of China and a symbol of civilization, is actually to resist some kind of alien monster.

A group of foreigners originally came to China to steal gunpowder technology, and then joined the war by mistake.

The more Li Mushang listened to it, the more he felt that the story was so unreliable, and he couldn't figure out why a director like Zhang Yimou, who was full of honor, would accept such a film.

Of course, this was not in the scope of Li Mushang's consideration at all, so he asked, "Then what kind of theme song do you want here?"

Zhang Yimou is also from the Northwest. His family conditions were not particularly good when he was a child, and he had a very deep affection for his hometown.

"I want a work full of national charm, the best is the Northwest style, and the song should also bring these tragic and determination to death."

It was quite difficult but not impossible. Then everyone watched it together. The clips without visual effects were scattered but they could probably understand the plot.

A day later, in a separate room, various musical instruments were already placed.

Li Mushang was standing next to a big drum with a drumstick in his hand. On the opposite side was Uncle Mu Yang. This northwestern guy took off his coat and put on a white vest, his face was covered with sweat.

"do it again!"

The two waved the drumsticks at the same time, and each stroke was very powerful. Uncle Mu Yang sang in the Northwest dialect.

"Qin Shi Mingyue. Han Shiguan, the Long Marcher has not yet returned!"

"But the Dragon City Flying General is here, not Huma Duyin Mountain."

These two lines of poems come from Wang Changling's "Exit the Frontier", a famous poet of the Tang Dynasty, and they are especially refreshing when sung in dialect with a big drum.