"It seems you all know about this."
Zhou Rongze pushed open the office door and immediately saw the gold-embossed invitation in Lin Rui's hand.
After sitting down, Zhou Rongze pondered for a moment and said, "Then I'll keep it short. Currently, not only in China, but also abroad, people are paying close attention to this major global event, the World Arts Conference."
"Tianrui is in a rather awkward situation right now. Despite its great reputation in China, those within the company know their own situation. Apart from you, Tianrui doesn't really have much to offer."
As Zhou Rongze spoke, he glanced at Lin Rui.
Lacking sufficient foundation and expanding too rapidly, Tianrui's current level of development is not due to the company's overall efforts. Even Li Donglai knows that the key player is Lin Rui, who sometimes acts crazy.
“I recently had my team analyze a report that suggests that after the World Arts Festival, Lizhou and Sangkat will likely unlock their cultural walls.”
"Of course, I'm not worried about the entertainment capital in these two states. What really worries me is the influx of capital from outside the region."
While it's called an "entry," "invasion" would be a more accurate description.
With a market of hundreds of billions of people, which country outside the region wouldn't be interested? Wouldn't it have some thoughts about it?
"Does President Zhou mean he wants to enhance Tianrui's foundation as much as possible before the World Arts Conference ends?"
Lin Rui asked the question seemingly casually.
Zhou Rongze wanted to nod at this moment, but he also knew that improving one's foundation was no easy task.
Do you really think there are countless geniuses in the world?
Is it so easy to find another life?
"President Li is discussing the possibility of cooperation with the Xia family."
"I also received instructions from President Li that Tianrui would recruit some celebrities and artists, but the results so far have not been ideal."
Zhou Rongze said with some helplessness, "So I want to adjust my strategy and shift my focus to celebrities."
"Mr. Zhou, only artists trained by our own company can be considered loyal."
"Although Tianrui has achieved quite good results so far, recruiting celebrities is not necessarily a smart decision, after all, they all have their own ideas."
Chen Bin put the wiped cup back in its original place and said slowly, "Otherwise, the celebrities of Lizhou would have already gone abroad and settled overseas. No matter how good the conditions Tianrui offers, it may not be able to compare with those top capital firms overseas."
"I understand that principle."
Zhou Rongze was somewhat troubled: "Let's discuss this later. Let's talk about something more urgent first."
"What is it?" Lin Rui asked curiously.
"That's the real reason I came here."
"Not long ago, the Huaxia Literature and Art Association issued an internal task to all states: to create an entrance song for the Shenzhou contestants."
Entrance music?
Opening ceremony?
"This is a long-standing tradition of the World Arts Conference. During the opening ceremony, countries first compete against each other."
"While this unwritten warm-up may not be enough to determine the outcome, it can boost morale."
"Once the entrance music we submit is adopted by the China Literature and Art Association, Tianrui will have more confidence when inviting celebrities from various states in the future."
Zhou Rongze didn't hide anything and directly expressed his thoughts.
How long until the deadline?
"Three days."
Zhou Rongze looked at Lin Rui seriously: "Although time is a bit tight, but..."
"Okay, I'll have the sample ready by tomorrow morning."
"It was a bit rushed, but we tried our best..."
As Zhou Rongze was speaking, he suddenly paused, "What did you say? Tomorrow?"
Seeing Lin Rui nod, Zhou Rongze immediately said excitedly, "Okay, I'll go back and prepare."
They came in a hurry, and they left in a hurry.
Zhou Rongze didn't ask Lin Rui about the quality of his songs, because to him, it was a matter of opinion.
…
"The piece of music that Hao Min sent is quite good."
"I have a higher opinion of Pang Anyou; he still has that familiar charm."
“Since we are recruiting from all the states, we can’t just focus on the samples sent by Lizhou as usual. We should listen to the works from other states.”
"That's right, there are a few good demos sent from Haozhou and Yuezhou."
"They're catchy, but they lack something that really touches the heart. Using these songs in a competition just doesn't feel right."
The review panel of the Huaxia Literature and Art Association listened and exchanged ideas.
For several days in a row, they received a number of works every day, and they listened to them patiently.
However, they often find themselves at a loss for words, not because the submitted works are of poor quality, but because the vast majority of the works simply do not understand what the entrance music means. Their half-baked understanding naturally results in works that are completely unrelated to the theme.
Then there's only one outcome: elimination.
"Oh, this is a piece sent by Tianrui."
"Fleeting life?"
"right."
Upon hearing that it was Fusheng's work, the reviewers couldn't help but move closer and glance at the title.
--"victory"
Five minutes later.
"Release it again!"
"Yes, play it again."
The dozen or so auditors present all demanded a replay.
Although the demo's sound quality was a bit poor, they could still tell that it was a very high-quality symphony!
Does it match the theme of the opening music?
conform to!
Can it stand out from the many submissions?
able!
Five minutes later, this time, no one suggested replaying the video; instead, they fell into thought.
"Everyone, let's hear your thoughts."
Someone broke the silence.
"There are currently eight songs shortlisted. If we include 'Victory,' there will be nine."
"Tomorrow is the deadline. I think we should pick one more song to make it ten before submitting it."
"Old Gao's idea won't work. I think it's best to compress it to three songs."
"I support Lao Liu's idea."
"Okay, then three songs."
The review team quickly reached an agreement.
After an internal vote, three songs were selected and reported to higher authorities by the team leader.
This song, "Victory," is one of them.
The review results came out in less than an hour.
"Victory" received the highest number of votes and became the official opening song for the Chinese side of the World Arts Festival.
"It's done!"
Zhou Rongze was not surprised by this result.
After receiving the demo, he immediately listened to the song. As a result, he spent the entire few hours on his private jet from Lizhou to the China Literature and Art Association listening to the symphony on repeat.
At the same time, the Huaxia Literature and Art Association also published the results on its official website.
The moment the results were seen, the states were in an uproar.
It turns out that Tianrui Entertainment had the last laugh!
Other states are fine, but top music producers in Lisbon are skeptical, feeling there might be some shady dealings involved.
It's not that I'm questioning Fusheng's abilities, it's just that these music producers always feel that their works are the best. Fusheng has little experience and has never participated in previous World Arts Festivals, so it's probably difficult for him to write music that fits the theme of the opening song.
"Minister, the official Chinese government has confirmed the opening theme for this year's World Arts Festival."
Granger reported it immediately.
"Whose work is this?" Abel didn't seem too concerned.
"Fleeting life".
Abel's hand holding the pen paused involuntarily, but he quickly resumed his previous scribbling: "I need more detailed information."
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