Everyone sat up straight.
"First of all, let's talk about the biggest change in this World Art Festival, which is the dynamic system of the works."
Dynamic production of works?
Many people frowned, their faces showing deep thought.
Could you be more specific?
A celebrity raised his hand to ask a question.
The old man moved the microphone in front of him slightly: "This year's World Arts Festival will abandon the centralized system of submitting works in a unified manner, as in previous years. Now, you only need to submit your work the day before the start of the competition."
A brief uproar ensued for the first time at the scene.
"Chairman Chen, can I understand this to mean that entries can be adjusted or even changed at any time?"
One of the celebrities frowned and said, "It only needs to be submitted the day before the competition starts?"
The old man nodded: "That's one way to understand it."
After the conjecture was confirmed, some people were happy while others were sad.
After glancing at the changes in everyone's expressions, the old man continued, "I must add one point: even if submitted before the competition, the order of appearance can be changed. Also, three entries can be submitted at once, and the contestant can then choose any one of them to compete based on the situation on site."
You can play it like this?!
Conversation broke out again at the scene.
Clearly, this change has a sense of using the unchanging to cope with all changes.
Furthermore, this rule change will put the first contestants at a significant disadvantage.
But what does this rule change have to do with them?
If anyone's having a headache, it's the coaching staff's problem, isn't it?
But soon, everyone realized the key point.
work!
If we follow the three-choice standard, then we will need to submit twice the original number of entries to fill the pool!
Thinking of this, some celebrities' expressions turned somewhat unpleasant.
After all, the submitted entries are all free of charge.
Of course, even some celebrities who appear perfectly normal may not know what they are really thinking.
Seeing everyone's reactions, the old man didn't continue speaking. He simply lifted the lid of his cup and sipped his tea to soothe his throat.
The celebrities present were exchanging pleasantries, but none of them took the initiative to express their opinions.
The atmosphere on the scene suddenly turned into a stalemate where neither side would move. However, due to the time constraints, the officials had no intention of engaging in a prolonged stalemate.
The official objective this time is very clear: to cut the Gordian knot!
The old man gave Xu Hongzhuo a look, and the latter understood, immediately stood up and took the microphone, his gaze falling on Lin Rui in the corner.
This scene attracted the attention of the celebrities present, and everyone followed Xu Hongzhuo's gaze to look at Lin Rui.
What is this guy doing?!
Everyone was both amused and exasperated; everyone else's desks were spotless, but this guy's desk was covered in fruit peels.
Why is it that only he gets to eat fruit?!
Did you bring it in yourself?
Right, this scene looks familiar!
Many celebrities who have attended the Spring Festival Gala still vividly remember that time, which was also in a conference room, watching Fusheng eat melons and fruits.
Xu Hongzhuo's lips twitched slightly, but he still said in a friendly tone, "Lin Rui, you'll be in charge of the piano, is that alright?"
"Shall we go on stage?"
When his name was called, Lin Rui quickly took a tissue from Sima Yanran, wiped his mouth first, and then said, "I'm fine, I'll try to get first place."
Number one, my ass!
What are you talking about?!
Xu Hongzhuo felt somewhat exhausted.
If he could, he really wouldn't want to deal with Lin Rui in public.
As for private matters...
I have some quick-acting pills on hand, so I should be fine, right?
The celebrities present looked puzzled, as if they wanted to laugh but felt the occasion was inappropriate, so they simply held it in.
Could it be that this guy hasn't heard a single word since he walked in?
Everyone instinctively looked at the old man who had spoken earlier, and seeing the strange look on his face, they found it amusing.
"I asked you to submit your work, not to go on stage."
Xu Hongzhuo said something to Lin Rui, then gave an awkward smile to the people from the China Literature and Art Association, as if to say, "This kid is young and doesn't know any better, don't mind him."
"No problem, is a hundred songs enough?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Rui instantly reverted to his previous slacking-off state.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, he picked up another piece of melon and ate it with relish.
This time, however, no one at the scene showed any sign of being both amused and exasperated.
Even Xu Hongzhuo, who had the most ideas about this, was stunned.
Is there something wrong with my hearing?
Xu Hongzhuo couldn't help but look at the others and found that everyone seemed to be in the same state, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
Thankfully, there was nothing wrong with my ears.
"How much did he just say?"
Someone asked, unsure.
"It seems to be... one hundred songs..."
One hundred songs?!
Damn it!
Aren't the works calculated in units of one digit?
How many digits is one hundred again?
Is this about bringing glory to the country, or selfless dedication?!
Xu Hongzhuo took a deep breath; he felt he couldn't remain silent any longer: "Lin Rui, are you sure it's... one hundred... one hundred songs?"
"What? Not enough?"
Lin Rui, who was munching on a melon, looked up and said, "If there are any more, the quality won't be guaranteed."
besides? !
With such a large quantity, the quality can't be guaranteed!
Holy crap!
Is now the time to discuss quality?
We're clearly discussing quantity!
"That's enough! Absolutely enough!"
Xu Hongzhuo's heart was pounding.
At this moment, he wasn't the only one feeling anxious and uncertain.
The people present didn't care at all about the quality of these one hundred piano pieces. How could a piano master produce a bad piece?
Won't!
"Do you need a violin?"
Seeing Lin Rui pull out another piece of melon from somewhere, munching on it with relish while looking at him, Xu Hongzhuo thought Lin Rui's melon-eating posture was incredibly cute.
“I remember now, Fusheng is a violin master.”
Many celebrities began exchanging information discreetly.
Because there are many violin masters in China, Lin Rui's identity is far less dazzling than that of a piano master, and therefore he has been selectively forgotten by many people.
"Can you also supply violins?"
This time, it wasn't Xu Hongzhuo who spoke, but the elderly man surnamed Chen, who practically grabbed the microphone to ask the question.
"There aren't many works; at most, I can provide one hundred."
Not again?!
The celebrities present were stunned!
The world has truly changed. It's bad enough that there's fierce competition in all industries, but now even selfless dedication has become so competitive?!
He just blurted out three-digit numbers!
"Okay, as you said, one hundred songs."
The members of the Huaxia Literature and Art Association found Lin Rui, who occasionally took a break to eat some melon, quite pleasing to the eye!
"Actually... I can also provide cellos."
Lin Rui casually tossed the melon rind in his hand aside: "I can play instruments like the erhu, guzheng, flute, and suona too."
Whether it was the bigwigs from the Chinese Literature and Art Association or the celebrities present, the word "shock" was not enough to describe the look in their eyes when they looked at Lin Rui!
But Lin Rui seemed to have his own ideas. After pondering for a moment, he said, "It's too troublesome, Chairman Xu. Why don't you make a list for me later so I can organize my thoughts and see what I can provide?"
Upon hearing this, the celebrities present were completely taken aback.
piano!
violin!
Cello!
And there's the erhu!
Guzheng!
flute!
Oh right, why are the suonas (a traditional Chinese wind instrument) out too?!
Will World Arts Club have this project?!
Also, we understand your desire to avoid trouble and not use your brain cells, but are you sure you're serious about demanding an official list?!
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