Chapter 312 Killing the Conversation?
Is this a plant hired by the authorities?
The celebrities present all felt a sense of utter absurdity. To be honest, they did not object to handing over their private collections of works to the state; their only selfish motive was simply the question of how many to give.
But something's off about this "Floating Life" thing; it's always in units of hundreds?!
I've seen people buy houses by weight before, but this is the first time I've encountered someone so selfless that they've asked the government to compile a list of their purchases!
The happiest person at the scene was Xu Hongzhuo. He only had no granddaughter, otherwise he would have liked to immediately call his friends and get things done in front of a group of celebrities!
"Although this kid often acts crazy, he's more level-headed than anyone else when it comes to being sober. It's no wonder I've trained him."
At this moment, Xu Hongzhuo seemed to have returned to the night his son got married.
In short, I'm happy!
As for the bigwigs of the Chinese Literature and Art Association, their usual composure was completely gone. Now they were all beaming, whispering among themselves as they looked at Lin Rui, nodding occasionally.
As for the celebrities present, they were no longer considering how much to give, but rather pondering the limits of their own choices.
Taking in everyone's expressions, the elderly man surnamed Chen first exchanged glances with his colleagues before saying, "Due to the urgency of the situation, unless there is something important, I hope you will all stay in the training camp until the World Arts Festival ends. Of course, this is not mandatory; if it is really inconvenient, you can submit an application."
None of the celebrities present raised any questions, or even exchanged any words with them.
Is it not mandatory?
Go ahead and try to fool me!
They pretended not to hear the last sentence.
As for the reason for keeping them here, they understood.
Creativity requires inspiration, and in a competitive and stressful environment, one might actually achieve a breakthrough.
Of course, there is no strict requirement to submit these newly created works, but at this critical juncture, submission has become the first choice.
About ten minutes later, at Xu Hongzhuo's instruction, Secretary Liu brought over the list of vacancies.
Whether they were sitting next to each other or far away, the celebrities present all saw Lin Rui ticking some options on the list and skillfully writing down the number one hundred.
With each movement, these celebrities couldn't help but twitch their lips.
"alright."
Lin Rui casually tossed the pen aside.
After a while, seeing that Secretary Liu hadn't taken the list away, Lin Rui looked up curiously and found that Secretary Liu was staring blankly at the list, his face clearly showing a dazed expression.
"Secretary Liu."
Lin Rui raised his hand and waved it in front of Secretary Liu's eyes, but the latter remained dumbfounded.
This made Xu Hongzhuo, who was in front of him, very anxious. However, he knew Secretary Liu's character and did not get angry. Instead, he stood up and walked over.
After seeing the list, Xu Hongzhuo finally understood why Secretary Liu had lost his composure, because for a moment, he had almost lost his mind!
If I'm not mistaken, there are ten event options and nearly seven hundred works!
According to the privately agreed-upon quota, each celebrity needs to submit at least five more works to fill the work library. Doesn't that mean that this guy alone has completed the quota for hundreds of celebrities?
Is this a one-against-a-hundred situation?!
Xu Hongzhuo was still holding the list, lost in thought, when Lin Rui asked in a low voice, "President Xu, may I have someone bring in some fruit?"
"Fruit...fruit?"
Xu Hongzhuo's mind almost couldn't process it, and it took him a long time to recover: "Okay...okay."
"You don't need to stay."
Before anyone knew it, the bigwigs of the Huaxia Literature and Art Association also came over. The elderly man surnamed Chen, who was in the lead, said with a kind face: "Child, you have done enough."
As they spoke, they glanced at the list, their hearts pounding with excitement, but they had to maintain a serious demeanor.
"You don't have to stay? That's good."
Lin Rui didn't think much of it.
The celebrities present naturally heard the conversation, but they did not show any displeasure.
Let alone Lin Rui submitting 700 works at once, he could probably enter and leave at will if he submitted ten.
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