Is this a plant hired by the authorities?
The celebrities present all felt a sense of utter absurdity. To be honest, they did not object to handing over their private collections of works to the state; their only selfish motive was simply the question of how many to give.
But something's off about this "Floating Life" thing; it's always in units of hundreds?!
I've seen people buy houses by weight before, but this is the first time I've encountered someone so selfless that they've asked the government to compile a list of their purchases!
The happiest person at the scene was Xu Hongzhuo. He only had no granddaughter, otherwise he would have liked to immediately call his friends and get things done in front of a group of celebrities!
"Although this kid often acts crazy, he's more level-headed than anyone else when it comes to being sober. It's no wonder I've trained him."
At this moment, Xu Hongzhuo seemed to have returned to the night his son got married.
In short, I'm happy!
As for the bigwigs of the Chinese Literature and Art Association, their usual composure was completely gone. Now they were all beaming, whispering among themselves as they looked at Lin Rui, nodding occasionally.
As for the celebrities present, they were no longer considering how much to give, but rather pondering the limits of their own choices.
Taking in everyone's expressions, the elderly man surnamed Chen first exchanged glances with his colleagues before saying, "Due to the urgency of the situation, unless there is something important, I hope you will all stay in the training camp until the World Arts Festival ends. Of course, this is not mandatory; if it is really inconvenient, you can submit an application."
None of the celebrities present raised any questions, or even exchanged any words with them.
Is it not mandatory?
Go ahead and try to fool me!
They pretended not to hear the last sentence.
As for the reason for keeping them here, they understood.
Creativity requires inspiration, and in a competitive and stressful environment, one might actually achieve a breakthrough.
Of course, there is no strict requirement to submit these newly created works, but at this critical juncture, submission has become the first choice.
About ten minutes later, at Xu Hongzhuo's instruction, Secretary Liu brought over the list of vacancies.
Whether they were sitting next to each other or far away, the celebrities present all saw Lin Rui ticking some options on the list and skillfully writing down the number one hundred.
With each movement, these celebrities couldn't help but twitch their lips.
"alright."
Lin Rui casually tossed the pen aside.
After a while, seeing that Secretary Liu hadn't taken the list away, Lin Rui looked up curiously and found that Secretary Liu was staring blankly at the list, his face clearly showing a dazed expression.
"Secretary Liu."
Lin Rui raised his hand and waved it in front of Secretary Liu's eyes, but the latter remained dumbfounded.
This made Xu Hongzhuo, who was in front of him, very anxious. However, he knew Secretary Liu's character and did not get angry. Instead, he stood up and walked over.
After seeing the list, Xu Hongzhuo finally understood why Secretary Liu had lost his composure, because for a moment, he had almost lost his mind!
If I'm not mistaken, there are ten event options and nearly seven hundred works!
According to the privately agreed-upon quota, each celebrity needs to submit at least five more works to fill the work library. Doesn't that mean that this guy alone has completed the quota for hundreds of celebrities?
Is this a one-against-a-hundred situation?!
Xu Hongzhuo was still holding the list, lost in thought, when Lin Rui asked in a low voice, "President Xu, may I have someone bring in some fruit?"
"Fruit...fruit?"
Xu Hongzhuo's mind almost couldn't process it, and it took him a long time to recover: "Okay...okay."
"You don't need to stay."
Before anyone knew it, the bigwigs of the Huaxia Literature and Art Association also came over. The elderly man surnamed Chen, who was in the lead, said with a kind face: "Child, you have done enough."
As they spoke, they glanced at the list, their hearts pounding with excitement, but they had to maintain a serious demeanor.
"You don't have to stay? That's good."
Lin Rui didn't think much of it.
The celebrities present naturally heard the conversation, but they did not show any displeasure.
Let alone Lin Rui submitting 700 works at once, he could probably enter and leave at will if he submitted ten.
"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."
Lin Rui slapped his thigh and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something and turned back: "Oh right, come to my office tomorrow afternoon to pick up the sheet music, but it seems none of these works have been registered yet..."
"The Copyright Protection Center will suspend all external business for the next two days."
Xu Hongzhuo made the decision on the spot.
Watching Lin Rui swagger away, even those of them who had reached the level of celebrities couldn't help but look at him with expressions as if he were a god.
Sima Yanran, who hadn't said much, muttered softly, "What an interesting pervert."
Soon, Sima Yanran looked at Xu Hongzhuo and the others who were about to return to their seats: "Chairman Chen, if I submit eight works at once, may I arrange my private space freely?"
Eight parts?
The elderly man surnamed Chen did not respond. After all, Lin Rui had just submitted seven hundred works, and you think you can negotiate with just eight? Isn't that a bit too presumptuous?
"All of my works are pop songs, including two duets."
Eight popular songs?
There are two more duets?
The elderly man surnamed Chen's eyes flickered slightly, then he nodded: "Alright."
"I'll have my assistant deliver it tomorrow. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now."
Sima Yanran smiled as she stood up and left under everyone's watchful eyes.
There was a huge gap in popular songs, and Sima Yanran contributed eight songs at once, which almost doubled her contribution value.
Of the 700 works Lin Rui previously submitted, apart from piano, cello, and violin, the rest were all niche projects, and several even belonged to the civil war category.
As for songs, there wasn't a single one.
However, seeing such an astonishing number of works, no one bothered to care about such details.
"Waiting for the bus?"
Sima Yanran was in a hurry to leave because she wanted to stop Lin Rui.
"You came out too?"
Lin Rui glanced curiously at a window in the Xiazhou Arts Association building that was lit up.
"Like you, I am free."
Sima Yanran smiled slightly.
"You submitted hundreds of works?"
Lin Rui was very curious.
Thanks to the massive amount of reputation points he had accumulated, he was able to fulfill his promise regardless of the cost.
But the Sima Yanran in front of me, logically speaking, shouldn't have had any system assistance. Could this woman be the same type of person as Chen Bin in terms of creative ability? Are they both at the level of the most powerful brain?
Seeing Lin Rui's inquisitive expression, Sima Yanran's smile gradually froze.
Good heavens!
You're talking about hundreds of titles right off the bat?!
Do you even know how to have a conversation? You're trying to kill the conversation in less than two seconds?!
Not cute at all!
Sima Yanran had some complaints in her heart, but in the end she simply turned her head away, choosing to avoid seeing it and not wanting to be bothered.
"If you don't want to talk, then don't. Why are you angry?"
"What a strange woman."
Lin Rui thought to himself.
Of course, he didn't continue arguing with Sima Yanran. The two stood side by side, one on each side, and neither of them spoke again.
Finally, Sima Yanran couldn't hold back any longer. By now, she had probably made up countless times about Lin Rui's image as a clueless straight man. She finally understood that he was just a blockhead!
"I heard that after the World Arts Festival, Tianrui is planning to shoot a science fiction movie?"
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