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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