All-rounder Artist-Chapter 1055 - 966 You Be the Judge
Chapter 1055: Chapter 966: You Be the Judge
Chapter 1055 -966: You Be the Judge
Lin Yuan had already made his preparations.
He planned to go all out for this grand event.
Hmm.
That was the plan.
However, plans can never keep up with changes.
Just when Lin Yuan thought he was going to participate wholeheartedly in the Mount Lu Poetry Conference, Li Songhua suddenly called him:
“Come to the office.”
“What’s up?”
“Someone is looking for you.”
Lin Yuan didn’t know who was looking for him, but he still went to Li Songhua’s office.
Three minutes later.
Lin Yuan, inside Li Songhua’s office, saw a middle-aged woman sitting on the sofa, drinking tea.
“Teacher Admirable Fish.”
The middle-aged woman’s eyes lit up when she saw Lin Yuan, and she smiled as she stood up and extended her hand:
“Hello, I am a director from the Literature and Art Association’s Qin Continent branch, you can call me Ms. Huang.”
“Hello.”
Lin Yuan shook hands with her.
The chairman laughed and said, “I’ve brought the person, so I’ll leave you two to chat.”
“Thank you.”
Ms. Huang smiled and nodded.
Li Songhua patted Lin Yuan’s shoulder, then leaned in close to his ear and whispered:
“Agree to her.”
After that, Li Songhua left.
Lin Yuan was puzzled, unsure of what was going on.
Ms. Huang smiled and said, “I am very sorry to disturb you. I believe Teacher Admirable Fish must be quite puzzled right now, so I won’t beat around the bush. You are preparing to participate in the Mount Lu Poetry Conference, right?”
“Yes.”
Lin Yuan nodded.
So, the visitor was here for the Mount Lu Poetry Conference. It seemed that the Literature and Art Association placed great importance on it.
Ms. Huang asked, “As a competitor?”
Lin Yuan nodded. Did she think he was just attending as a guest on a variety show?
Evidently, Lin Yuan was mistaken because what Ms. Huang said next took him by surprise: “Our Literature and Art Association’s Qin Continent branch hopes that Teacher Admirable Fish can serve as one of the judges for the poetry conference.”
Lin Yuan was stunned.
He had never imagined that the Literature and Art Association would want him to be a judge at the poetry conference.
Had they gone mad?
If this were the music industry, it would be like a bunch of Maestros competing, and the Literature and Art Association wanted Lin Yuan to judge these Maestros!
Which Maestro would accept that?
Everyone was a Maestro, so why should Admirable Fish be the judge?
Even someone of Yang Zhongming’s stature, if he were to judge other Maestros, there would inevitably be grumblings of dissatisfaction, let alone how young Admirable Fish was!
And in the cultural circles.
Such resentment would surely be even more exaggerated!
Since ancient times, men of letters have been known to belittle each other; how could those luminaries from the literary world possibly accept Admirable Fish as a judge at the poetry conference?
You have to understand.
Lin Yuan may be the youngest Maestro in the music industry, but in the cultural circles, his foundation wasn’t considered deep, and when it came to qualifications, he was far from comparable to those luminaries.
What was the Literature and Art Association thinking?
Casting him as a sacrifice?
Isn’t this tantamount to grilling oneself on the fire?
The Lin Yuan of the past might not have thought of these convoluted circumstances.
But now, Lin Yuan had experienced quite a bit and had grown so much more compared to when he first debuted that he almost instantly associated with the underlying implications of the matter.
He almost instinctively wanted to refuse.
Because Lin Yuan didn’t want to become the target of public criticism.
Going public had to be done with measure.
Directly serving as a judge for a group of famous poets?
A tall tree catches the wind.
And the wind will surely topple it.
However, Lin Yuan eventually suppressed the urge, recalling the chairman’s recent reminder to accept the other party’s proposition.
There must be a reason for it.
So he fell silent.
Seeing Lin Yuan’s silence, Ms. Huang said with a smile, “Strictly speaking, we’re not asking you to be an official judge; your role would be that of a reference judge, providing opinions and suggestions only, not participating in the official selection. This time, the poetry contest will have one judge from each, Qin, Qi, Chu, Yan, Han, Zhao, Wei, and Zhong Continent—a total of eight judges. You would be the special ninth person.”
“Alright, then.”
Lin Yuan ultimately agreed.
Although the role as the ninth judge still seemed rather high-profile, it appeared he had no voting power and could only offer suggestions and references, which would allow him a relatively easier time.
“That’s settled, then.”
Ms. Huang saw Lin Yuan’s agreement, her smile brightening even more, “I’ll take my leave now.”
As she stepped out of the room.
Ms. Huang suddenly paused, saying with meaningful depth, “The Literature and Art Association places great value in Teacher Lin Yuan.”
It wasn’t long after Ms. Huang left.
Li Songhua returned to the office, eagerly asking, “Did you agree?”
Lin Yuan nodded.
Li Songhua breathed a sigh of relief, “I’m glad you didn’t refuse. Although this could make you the target of public criticism, if you handle this poetry contest well, it will greatly benefit your future.”
Lin Yuan was puzzled, “Benefit?”
Li Songhua nodded, “The Literature and Art Association must have some grand plan, although I currently don’t know the specifics of this plan. I suspect it will involve multiple fields. Right now, Blue Star hasn’t completely unified, so the plan isn’t fully unfolded. I estimate once Zhong Continent is integrated, there will be significant developments. The deeper and more established your position is in the cultural sphere, the more attention you will receive in the future. Serving as a judge for the poetry contest is a good way to bolster your qualifications. There must be influential figures in the Literature and Art Association wanting to propel you to prominence, offering you a good opportunity though it comes with a whiff of risk.”
Lin Yuan, “…”
The unification process of Blue Star was ongoing, with Zhao Continent already integrated, drawing ever closer to the complete unification of Blue Star. Indeed, many variables might arise across various fields.
“Get ready.”
Li Songhua said, “The future unification of Blue Star will touch upon many aspects of interest distribution. You’re already ahead of many people; even if you weren’t serving as a judge for the poetry contest, countless individuals already see you as a thorn in their side.”
Lin Yuan surprised, “Who have I offended?”
He seldom had conflicts with others, and currently, the only person he didn’t see eye to eye with seemed to be Ling Kong of the Tribe.
“It’s not really about offending anyone.”
Li Songhua explained, “Have you forgotten about Zhong Continent’s music circle trying to thwart your twelve consecutive titles?”
“I haven’t.”
“Did you offend any composers from Zhong Continent?”
“I don’t even know them.”
“So, do you understand?”
Li Songhua sighed, “For some people, your mere existence is enough to make them feel threatened.”
Lin Yuan frowned.
Li Songhua hinted, “In a few months, Wei Continent will join the unification, and after Wei, it will be Zhong Continent, marking the true unification of Blue Star. With your three identities spanning many fields, certain things are inevitable. Moreover, there’s something you might need to prepare yourself for in advance.”
“What’s that?”
“There’s no such thing as an impenetrable wall. Once Zhong Continent is integrated, your three alter egos might no longer be a secret, unless you decide to let the other two identities fade into obscurity, but we both know that’s not going to happen.”
Lin Yuan rubbed his forehead.
Once Zhong Continent joined the unification, it seemed a lot of unexpected things were bound to happen…
