Of course, not everyone who watches the music video will receive the special effects bonus.
Lin Rui watched the music video at least twice, but he didn't feel inspired in the slightest.
According to the system's description, this effect will only appear on people who are involved in editing content.
In other words, this only works for contestants who appear in the music video.
As for the effects and the feelings involved, Lin Rui had no idea.
After all, this is something that can only be understood intuitively, not explained in words.
Standing backstage, Lin Rui saw the huge crowd in the venue through the monitor.
A sea of people, measured in units of 500,000, is spectacular, let alone seeing it.
The entire venue has ten concentric rings, each capable of accommodating 50,000 people. The higher the ring, the less ideal the visual effect becomes, so each ring is equipped with a considerable number of huge display screens.
To be honest, aside from experiencing the atmosphere, the sensory experience here is not as good as watching the live stream at home.
"Abel, I heard that your country mobilized more than fifty world-renowned music producers for this opening theme?"
The speaker was Miranda, whose status in the United States was similar to that of Abel.
Both of them came as team leaders this time. Abel was whispering with the Georgian team leader next to him when he heard Miranda ask, and laughed, "You guys are not simple either. If I remember correctly, you have been preparing for this opening song for more than half a year."
"It's just an opening song, so there's no need to put too much thought into it. Good resources should be invested in the entries."
Andri, the leader of the Georgian delegation, smiled and said, "Actually, every World Arts Festival is just a competition between you few. Those of us with limited resources can only watch from the sidelines."
Who wrote the opening theme for Shenzhou this time?
The person in charge of the Mujin Kingdom, sitting in the back row, asked a question seemingly casually.
Upon hearing this, the person in charge of the floating island nation's delegation also became interested.
Of course, both of their eyes were on Abel and Miranda.
In their view, if Shenzhou didn't want to embarrass itself, the opening song should at least invite some famous musicians from Luo or Dian. And as long as they extended the invitation and participated in the production, Abel and Miranda would definitely have a way to get information out of these people.
So-called confidentiality agreements are useful for ordinary people, but if musicians were to face powerful figures like Abel and Miranda, unless they were completely out of their minds, they would probably have to confess honestly.
"I wasn't involved on my end, but what about on yours?" Miranda glanced thoughtfully at Abel.
"They're all the same."
Abel waved his hand: "Stop guessing. I don't believe you haven't heard a thing. The March of China was written by Fusheng."
"Fleeting Life..."
Mu Jin and the leader of the floating island team looked somewhat strange, while Miranda, on the other hand, seemed interested: "I heard you sent someone to contact Fusheng, what happened? Didn't you reach an agreement?"
Abel appeared calm, but a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.
That damn bitch!
They actually planted an eyeliner right next to me?!
Despite the considerable commotion Abel has made regarding his contact with Fusheng.
In reality, very few people knew about this. Those who were involved were almost all his trusted confidants whom he had personally promoted.
At this moment, he suspected several people, including Qiao Sen, but he hadn't figured out who had leaked the information yet.
"I was initially looking forward to Shenzhou's performance, but now I think it's unnecessary."
The leader of the delegation from Hibiscus Country shook his head: "Shenzhou is the most populous country in the world, yet they've entrusted such a big task to a young man who's only twenty years old. Is it because they can't find anyone else?"
Andri, the leader of the Georgian team, was about to say something in agreement, but he inadvertently caught the expressions of Abel and Miranda, and swallowed back the words that were about to rise in his throat.
His eyes flickered slightly, and Andrei secretly took out his phone and quickly sent a text message.
The message was about Lin Rui, and it basically instructed his subordinates to immediately compile a detailed report and send it to him via email.
Although he didn't think there was anything special about a twenty-year-old, judging from Abel and Miranda's performance, life was probably not as simple as he imagined.
Nine o'clock sharp.
The president and vice president of the World Federation of Arts stood on the center stage to deliver speeches, and the leaders of the delegations from various countries also went on stage. The speeches lasted for nearly an hour.
Frankly speaking, both those at the scene and those watching the live stream were annoyed by the dull and tedious speech.
Just as many people were about to change the channel, a gentle yet powerful melody suddenly filled the entire venue.
"A cello?"
"violin?"
"Is there a faint sound of drums?"
The event was a gathering of artists, and even after just hearing the intro, one could instantly recognize the instruments used.
"A symphony?"
"I've had many guesses about the opening theme for Shenzhou. I did consider a symphony orchestra, but at the time I felt the probability was not very high."
"I didn't expect that Shenzhou would actually choose this one."
Many artists from overseas expressed their incomprehension, because China does not have any advantage in the field of symphonic music.
Before they could even start discussing it, they noticed figures appearing on various screens.
"They are contestants from China."
The scene is set against a dark background, and all the contestants appearing on the screen have their backs turned.
Just then, the sound of a piano appears in the prelude, but it doesn't last; it only plays intermittently.
But even though it's just an intermittent appearance, it gives people a strange feeling, like the finishing touch on a painting.
Understated yet glamorous!
"The buzzing sound of electricity feels like it's deliberately creating the echo of a musical instrument."
One artist quietly analyzed, "The dark background in the promotional video seems to be deliberately creating a sense of mystery."
"If it's just about creating mystery as a gimmick, then I can only say that Shenzhou doesn't understand the true nature of the World Arts Festival, let alone the opening music..."
Before the man could finish speaking, he suddenly froze.
Because the deafening sound of drums began without warning!
At that moment, spotlights shone down on the screen, and one contestant after another, who had been facing away, turned around.
At the same time, the rhythm of the melody suddenly sped up, almost instantly giving everyone a sense of grandeur!
"That pounding sense of urgency!"
"Each heavy drumbeat intensified the sense of urgency in the rhythm!"
The artists present all showed strange expressions.
As the Shenzhou athletes turned around under the spotlight on the screen, the artists' expressions became tense.
With their understanding of music, they knew all too well how terrifying the power was hidden within each drumbeat that inspired them!
Even those who are outsiders get their blood pumping with every beat of the drum!
So, how intensely must this music have affected the Shenzhou contestants themselves?
I can't even imagine!
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