The Rise of Young Fresh Meat in City Entertainment
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Han Mu was like a poppy flower, mysterious and alluring, exuding a poisonous allure.

At this moment, Han Mu was like the only ray of light in the world, dazzling and dazzling. No one could compare to him.

Han Mu, who was already extremely handsome, had already reached the level of a monster with his specially designed clothes.

"Oh my god, this is too handsome!”The media and audience were also stunned by Han Mu's temperament.

Even when Han Mu walked down the red carpet and entered the venue, the people on both sides of the red carpet were still in a daze.

The celebrity following behind Han Mu was really unlucky. When he walked on the red carpet, the media and audience below the stage ignored him, which made him feel extremely frustrated.

"Damn it, what's going on? Is my popularity that low? "These people can't be bothered with me…" The celebrity complained in his heart.

After entering the venue, Han Mu was led to the front row by the staff.

He was surrounded by famous Chinese singers in this world, but Han Mu had never heard of most of them in his previous life, except for a few people like Wang Fei and Li Keqin.

After Han Mu sat down, he politely greeted the people beside him and started chatting in a low voice.

However, after chatting for a while, the staff at the awards ceremony took Han Mu away again. Because Han Mu had been invited by the organizers, he needed to perform the opening performance.

This time, Han Mu had prepared " Nan Yin " and another new song that he had specially prepared. After all, he had basically performed all the other songs before, so he wanted to change some new songs.

Backstage, Han Mu put on some light makeup and waited for the award ceremony to begin.

To be honest, Han Mu hated to put on makeup, but he had to put on makeup. After all, the lights at the venue had a huge impact on a celebrity's makeup.

If Han Mu didn't wear any makeup today, he would probably look like an African black man on TV.

About half an hour later, the Golden Melody Awards ceremony officially began. The two hosts went on stage and gave opening speeches.

Then, it was Han Mu's opening performance!

When he walked onto the stage, whether it was the music stars or the audience, they all gave Han Mu the warmest applause.

In his sunglasses

I can't see how hazy the moon in the second spring is

I only remember when I was young

When practicing the erhu, the strings are strung red

Blind after 34

How to use his eyes to seek glory…

A song called " Nan Yin " was played through Han Mu's melodious voice.

"Nanyin" was originally called "Quanzhou Nanyin" and "Quanzhou Xianguan". It was an ancient music preserved in the southeast coast of Fujian, so it was sometimes called "Fujian Nanyin".

However, Nanyin originated from the historical and cultural city of Quanzhou and was sung in Quanzhou's authentic dialect. Therefore, people at home and abroad were used to calling it "Quanzhou Nanyin".

This kind of ancient music used the traditional " upper and lower four-tube " instruments. They were simple and unadorned, and looked unremarkable. However, when played, the melody was ancient and elegant. The singer used the spring accent to enunciate the words and rhyme. It was like resentment, admiration, and tears. It was all exciting.

Han Mu's " Nan Yin " gradually expressed the uniqueness and beauty of Nan Yin through the perspective of the famous erhu composer, Ah Bing.

In a crowded alley in a noisy restaurant

He's pulling, waiting for someone to be moved by him

No one understands music, no one understands gifts

Because he's really poor

In the dark north wind, in the misty candlelight

He thinks he can always play rainbows for people

He understood music…

Dai Jun, who was listening to Han Mu's song, suddenly remembered the subway station at Wangfujing Pedestrian Street in Beijing not long ago. It was a little cold at night.

There was an old man playing an erhu near the exit. He looked especially miserable. Because it was cold and no one passed by, the old man could not see anything and was not wearing much.

He was playing the erhu all by himself, with a small iron can in front of him.

However, the sound of the erhu was especially pleasant. In the bleak autumn, it was the only warmth.

At that time, Dai Jun put all the money in his wallet into the small iron can. He thought that the old man would stop playing the erhu and thank him.

However, the old man continued to wander in his own musical world. Although his musical skills could not be compared to those of professionals, the emotions contained in music were something that most musicians could not possess.

Tears slowly trickled down from the corners of Dai Jun's eyes. He was touched, nostalgic, and reminiscing.

Now, how many people like the blind Ah Bing and the old man who really loved music?

The music industry had become a fair for fame and fortune. The pure music environment created by Dai Jun's generation of old musicians had changed.

Fortunately, a talented person like Han Mu could still make a name for himself in the music industry. Otherwise, Dai Jun would really not have any hope.

"I hope there will be more and more outstanding young musicians like Han Mu!”Dai Jun thought to himself.

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