“You have overestimated the importance of the Kingdom of Luo and underestimated the wisdom of the Holy See.”
Zong Nianjing slowly opened her eyes, her thumb ceasing its movement of fiddling with the prayer beads: "From a religious standpoint, in the end, Fusheng's so-called mistake is nothing more than a trivial matter. The Vatican is full of wise men; how could they let such an insignificant matter ruin their plans?"
"A plan?" Prajna asked, puzzled.
"Struggle for Faith".
Zong Nianjing's eyes flickered: "For hundreds of years, the Vatican has never given up its evil intentions and has been plotting to establish a sect and spread its faith on the land of China."
"Unfortunately, due to the constraints of official policies in China, their dissemination efforts have been unable to proceed."
"However, with the conclusion of the World Arts Conference, the relevant policies will be changed compared to before, which will undoubtedly be a godsend opportunity for the Vatican."
"Faced with a faith market worth hundreds of billions, as long as the Vatican isn't hopelessly stupid, it will never make things difficult for Fusheng in this matter, because it would offend both Fusheng's loyal followers in Shenzhou and the Shenzhou government, which would be detrimental to their subsequent plans in Shenzhou."
"Disciple has learned a lot." Prajna Chaozong Nianjing bowed.
Looking at the brocade box beside her, Zong Nianjing smiled slightly: "Of course, we can't just accept gifts without doing anything. Go to Dayin Temple and tell Abbot Hailan that Xinzhou has nominated Fusheng as a candidate for this religious exchange meeting."
"I suppose the Vatican will know what to do after seeing the list. We'll give them an excuse to get rid of the Luo government. Hopefully, they won't go too far."
Seeing Prajna nod as if she understood, Zong Nianjing sighed inwardly: "Prajna, you have been by my side for more than eight years. You have great wisdom, but today you must remember one thing from your teacher."
After a pause, Zong Nianjing closed her eyes again, while fiddling with the Buddhist beads hanging on her wrist: "You'll need to think more about how to handle people and things in the future."
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"That's quite strange."
In the conference room, Lu Ye closed his laptop and looked at Zhou Rongze: "President Zhou, there are far fewer negative reports about Xiao Rui today."
"What about the Vatican?"
"The Vatican's official website has been updated with some content, but it's all about religion. It has nothing to do with Xiao Rui, let alone the World Arts Association."
"That's good."
Zhou Rongze breathed a sigh of relief, the image of Chen Bin's calm and composed expression from last night flashing through his mind. He wondered if this matter had been resolved so easily.
Wow, that's amazing!
It looks like it was probably that guy from Shinshu who made the move!
It's hard to believe that the person from Shinshu could influence the Vatican. It just doesn't seem scientific. But if it weren't for the person from Shinshu's intervention, how could the Vatican have remained silent until now?
Looking at the voting list where Lin Rui and Nice were extremely close in votes, Zhou Rongze didn't believe that Luo Guo would be so magnanimous as to allow Lin Rui to overtake Nice and successfully win the Best Contribution Award at this World Arts Festival.
"Never mind that for now. Even if it's a huge problem, there's someone taller to handle it."
Zhou Rongze muttered something and looked at Uncle Qiao: "The women's group is the first to start, right? I arrived early this morning and happened to run into Shen Yun leaving the company. I noticed that she seemed a bit off, like she had just been crying. I'm really worried that she won't perform well today."
"Is that so?"
Uncle Qiao, Lu Ye, Chen Tianye, and others all showed expressions of surprise.
"This is not a good thing."
Lu Ye frowned: "The semifinals are already quite stressful. Did Xiao Rui say something harsh this morning?"
"Are you sure Xiao Rui, with his personality, would say something harsh?"
Zhou Rongze instinctively replied, then said with a strange expression, "I don't think it was anything too harsh, but I'm afraid Shen Yun has suffered some serious trauma. But wait, weren't they all wearing locks?"
"With a lock?"
"Mr. Zhou, what do you mean by that?"
Lu Ye and Uncle Qiao both looked at Zhou Rongze with curiosity.
Chen Tianye coughed and waved his hand, saying, "Alright, let's watch the game first."
Zhou Rongze realized he had let something slip; after all, not many people knew about it, only the XZWC group and the girls' dormitory…
If you think about it that way, it seems like there are quite a few people!
He gave Uncle Qiao a strange look. Lu Ye was sent to Lizhou before, so it was understandable that he didn't know about this. But you've been staying at the company the whole time. How could you not know about the tricks involved?
"Look, Shen Yun is here."
As soon as Chen Tianye said this, everyone's attention immediately focused on the huge display screen.
Today, Shen Yun's attire was not as glamorous as before; she wore a simple, plain dress, which made her look much more elegant.
However, her appearance still drew screams from the audience, after all, Shen Yun is now extremely popular both domestically and internationally.
A beautiful woman can be popular just by her looks, let alone one with extraordinary talent.
Many people noticed that Shen Yun's brows were furrowed with worry. Even though she was smiling at the audience around the stage, the smile still seemed somewhat forced.
"Xiao Rui did a great job keeping this a secret. I didn't even know what song Shen Yun was going to sing next."
"It's good to have expectations, and Xiao Rui's talent is undeniable, so there's no need to worry about the quality of his work. My only concern right now is Shen Yun's emotions."
"Look, the song is playing."
On the giant screen appeared information about the work, the first thing that caught the eye was the song title.
—Burning
At the same time, the intro to the song begins.
The intermittent piano notes, combined with the intensely melancholic atmosphere, already set the tone for this song.
Passion is sweet
Love makes weak
You said you cherished freedom so
You refuse to let it go.
Two illusory figures, a man and a woman, appeared on the stage.
As Shen Yun held up the microphone, her body trembled violently the moment she saw the male silhouette.
For a moment, she even wanted to cry!
In fact, she didn't do anything this morning. Lin Rui just made her listen to the song over and over again and watch the edited video about Shen Zhuyun and Lin Yeming.
Upon hearing this request, Shen Yun was immediately distraught.
This was Lin Rui's order. If it were anyone else, Shen Yun would probably dare to lift the lid and fight to the death!
Listening to her own songs and watching the edited video content, Shen Yun finished a whole box of tissues in a whole hour, crying her eyes out.
It wasn't until just before going on stage that Shen Yun finally managed to calm herself down. To be honest, she was now a little afraid to sing this song.
Because nowadays, she doesn't even need to sing; just hearing the intro brings back a flood of painful memories that she can't bear to look back on, all rushing into her brain at once.
Of course, through her efforts, she was able to selectively forget some of the edited content, and she believed that when she sang the song on stage, she could minimize her thinking about those chaotic fragments of memory in her mind.
Can you believe it?!
When she steps onto this stage, an even bigger surprise awaits her!
There's no need to look at the female phantom; she can find commonalities with herself seamlessly among dozens or even hundreds of features.
And the male phantom figure, isn't that Lin Ming?
Surprisingly, at this moment, Shen Yun's mind was filled not with her and Lin Ming, but with Lin Rui!
A single sentence echoed wildly in Shen Yun's mind.
Are you a devil?!
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