Everyone greeted Lin Rui in a friendly manner, but they all restrained themselves. Even though they wished they could establish a friendship with Lin Rui right now, they did not take any action.
Lin Rui simply picked a seat on the side and sat down. This seat was usually one of those inconspicuous corners, but because he sat there, he became the focus of everyone's attention.
"You don't mind if I sit here, do you?"
A gentle voice rang out.
The newcomer was Sima Yanran. Seeing Lin Rui's wandering gaze and absent-minded appearance, she couldn't help but find it amusing.
Regardless of what Lin Rui thought, Sima Yanran sat down: "Do you know why we were brought here?"
There has still been no response.
Sima Yanran was speechless. She glanced at Lin Rui, who was still staring blankly, and at that moment, she felt a little amused and exasperated.
"Don't worry about it, he does this all the time."
Zhao Wenyao walked over with a smile: "Brother Fusheng, this is the state you'll be in whenever you have inspiration. President Zhou told me about this."
"It's quite interesting."
Seeing Lin Rui still lost in thought, Sima Yanran smiled and then started chatting with Zhao Wenyao.
Half an hour later, the conference room was filled with no fewer than a hundred celebrities. At that moment, a group of people walked in through the front door.
"They are all members of the China Literature and Art Association."
Many people were talking in hushed tones.
Of course, the exchange only lasted a short while, and soon the huge conference room fell completely silent.
Among the people sent by the Huaxia Literature and Art Association, an elderly man who looked to be in his sixties placed the microphone in front of him and said seriously, "I'm sure you all had some guesses about why we invited you all here."
After a pause, the old man continued, "Just as you all guessed, there are indeed some problems with the entries you submitted this time."
There was no uproar, not even a whisper; the entire venue remained perfectly quiet.
The old man said calmly, "Of course, it's not that your submitted works are bad, but rather that we had some problems communicating with the World Federation of Arts."
How did they suddenly get involved with the World Federation of Arts?
The crowd looked somewhat strange, but they all refrained from asking the questions that were on their minds, because they knew that the old man would answer their questions.
"Here's what happened: a month ago, the World Federation of Arts informed us that the rules for the entries would be revised and a new competition format would be adopted."
Without beating around the bush, the old man explained, "We sent people to coordinate, but the results were not ideal because the adoption of the new competition system was decided by a unanimous vote of twenty-six countries."
A unanimous vote?
The celebrities present weren't fools; the so-called unanimous vote was nothing short of a blatant conspiracy!
It's likely that the countries of Luo, Dian, and Gaul are behind this.
As for why we should do this?
Many people have made some guesses, and it is probably related to the complete opening of the cultural market in China after the World Arts Festival.
This is probably the only reason that prompted countries like the Kingdom of Luo to shamelessly pressure the World Federation of Arts to amend the rules of the World Arts Association.
"Chairman Chen, I'm sure everyone has guessed the cause and effect, and we can all understand it."
"Since we've encountered a problem, and I believe everyone is willing to face it, let's talk about the changes to the new competition format."
One of the celebrities sitting in the front row spoke up. Although he had faded out of the entertainment industry for many years, his influence remained.
The old man smiled slightly: "The rules haven't changed much, but every single one of them is quite disadvantageous to us. Of course, the official team can make some adjustments, so let me talk about the changes that are relevant to you all."
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