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For several days in a row, Lin Rui would occasionally act wildly at the discussion meeting, and each time, a few industry leaders present would have a sudden flash of inspiration!
Good heavens!
These problems that had been troubling them were surprisingly overcome through collective wisdom and overcoming numerous obstacles!
Seeing that the progress was nearly 90% complete, Xu Hongzhuo was practically beaming with joy, because all that was left was to polish the engine and do some stability adjustments.
"This year in Washington State..."
Xu Hongzhuo looked at Lin Rui thoughtfully.
Lin Rui knew perfectly well that Xu Hongzhuo was referring to the Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition, but right now he didn't have time to tinker with that kind of thing.
Cao Kang, the president of the Huazhou Literary Association, had called before, but Lin Rui was too busy watching the monkey show to have time to argue with Cao Kang.
Seeing Lin Rui's hesitant expression, Xu Hongzhuo sighed, "This year's Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition is quite special. You know what day it is tomorrow. Knowing Cao Kang's temperament, he'll definitely make it a grand affair, and might even align it with international standards."
"To align with international standards?"
Lin Rui looked at Xu Hongzhuo with an absurd expression. He really wanted to say, "With this kind of classical Chinese style, are you sure those people from outside the region can understand it?"
Seemingly sensing Lin Rui's thoughts, Xu Hongzhuo waved his hand and said, "I was referring to the floating island and the hibiscus."
At this point, Xu Hongzhuo's expression changed: "Literature and art will face challenges from outside the country. The Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition happens to be held at this crucial moment, so it is natural to take the lead."
"I have to rush to film a movie, and this trip back has already taken up a lot of time."
Lin Rui replied casually.
"You think I don't know what you've been up to on set?"
It would have been better if he hadn't said anything, because once he started arguing, Xu Hongzhuo immediately got angry: "You've almost turned the film crew into a zoo. Li Donglai has a good son, he even brought a black bear to the film crew for you. Shen Jun is also an oddball, he even specially found a family of monkey performers for you in Huazhou."
Lin Rui kept his eyes down, seemingly oblivious to everything else, as if to say, "I don't know, I can't hear."
Seeing Lin Ruiming trying to renege on his promise, Xu Hongzhuo pursed his lips and softened his tone: "We didn't force you to participate. After all, we all respect your personal wishes. Cao Kang also said that he knows you've been busy filming lately, so he had his apprentice... what's his name again... right, Chi Haoming. This young man went to several places to find filming locations for you and even went so far as to guarantee that the cultural relics would not be damaged."
"Also, the people at the No. 1 Restaurant under Heaven, worried that you'd suffer or be anxious, prepared all the props you needed well in advance, and even knew you had a scene to film..."
Lin Rui felt increasingly uncomfortable listening to this. He thought to himself, "Old Xu, this isn't very fair of you. Are you trying to be nice by indirectly criticizing me?"
"President Xu, are you really going to participate?"
Lin Rui frowned: "I'm going to Maro in October to attend a religious exchange conference, and then there's the Gaul Music Festival. I really need to finish filming before I leave."
"I know you're busy, and I didn't say you absolutely had to go, but you should at least send something, right?"
Xu Hongzhuo was also quite helpless. If Cao Kang hadn't gone so far as to beg him, he really wouldn't have wanted to do this mess.
"Just a little something?"
Lin Rui blinked, saw Xu Hongzhuo nod with a smile, and then said, "Then let's just have a token gesture."
Just a little something?
What does that mean?
Anyway, Lin Rui didn't understand and was too lazy to understand. At worst, he would just send Cao Kang a big brother or a third brother.
The engine problem has been solved, or rather, the engine never had a problem in the first place; the whole series of twists and turns was just Lin Rui's attempt to justify his actions.
But by doing this now, he can do more things openly and legitimately in the future.
Of course, even though the engine issue was resolved, Lin Rui still didn't leave Xiazhou.
Because of one thing.
After midnight tonight, China will witness a historic moment.
The cultural wall will be open to overseas audiences!
Of course, even if this historical moment is related to him, it is not of great importance; at least he doesn't need to stay in Xiazhou specifically.
But there is one thing that really needs to be done here, which is what I promised Li Donglai, or rather Zong Nianjing.
Musical works.
A song.
It is related to Buddhism.
However, this thing is really hard to handle. If it has too much religious overtones, it might not even be accepted domestically, let alone exported.
So it goes without saying that the song must revolve around one point: the song doesn't necessarily have to be religious, but the depth between the lines, even if it doesn't lean towards Buddhism, must at least be related to it.
The conditions weren't too demanding, but they weren't easy to meet either. The song had to be both pleasing and classic. There were a few works available, but after careful consideration, Lin Rui chose one that he had almost overlooked at first.
This morning, it's been trending non-stop on the hot topics list.
Previously, no one paid attention to the issue of opening up to the outside world, but as the time approached, similar topics naturally became more prevalent.
Early this morning, various social media platforms began to frantically release all sorts of information, both domestic and international!
No doubt about it, it's all the work of some mindless marketing accounts.
Lin Rui didn't really want to argue with these marketing accounts. After all, they had invested a lot of manpower and resources to finally make the topic popular. If he interfered like this, wouldn't all their efforts be in vain?
Oh well, it's not the first time.
Lin Rui thought to himself, and quickly buried the tiny bit of guilt in his heart on the spot. Then he posted a calligraphy on Weibo.
Of course, the photo was taken by Chen Bin.
Almost the instant the post was published on Weibo, an astonishing number of onlookers flooded in.
No, these people should be called something else now.
Iron powder?
Die-hard loyalist?
Blackie?
Either way is fine. In short, the whole internet instantly became abuzz!
The tree may wish to be still, but the wind will not cease!
What's going on?!
Netizens left comments below, inviting scholars from Huazhou to provide a comprehensive interpretation. Sure enough, a group of stubborn individuals started spouting classical Chinese phrases.
Of course, this scene is not just familiar, it's all too familiar!
A new song?!
Is this a live performance by Fusheng?!
This month is even more exciting than Chinese New Year!
The Weibo crew was practically cursing. This sudden, god-like backstab had caught them completely off guard. Amidst their supervisor's almost heart-wrenching roars, they finally managed to stabilize the server with tremendous effort, and everyone was still shaken.
As more and more users flocked to the platform, the relevant person in charge of Weibo was all smiles. In this sensitive period when a historical change was about to take place, and with many social media platforms eyeing the platform, Weibo actually managed to attract a lot of attention with its "Floating Life" feature!
At least after midnight, the higher-ups can finally get a good night's sleep!
Ten minutes later, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lin Rui posted a Weibo message in text form.
[Song: "The Scripture That's Hard to Recite"]
Singer: Fusheng
See you at midnight tonight!
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