Young Master Fu’s Incredible Real Heiress

"Brian, Miss Shi is a full member of the association, so she has an s card. You are a temporary guest, so you use a temporary card."

"Is there any difference?" Gu Zehan asked.

"The area and time limit that each card can enter is different. You can only temporarily enter the dance practice room where you are currently engaged in the design of dance costumes. The time limit is not long. Probably after this application is over, your card will also expire. It's here." The secretary introduced.

"That s card of Jin at that time?"

"Permanently valid, can go to all places where the association has opportunities."

This time, even "Shang and Zhou Ancient Music and Dance" was compiled under the guidance of Shi Jin. It was normal for her to go anywhere.

Gu Zehan himself has no interest in the dance association. It is not a pity to hear that he will not be able to enter here again after applying for the World Heritage.

"You should have done this a long time ago," he said.

The secretary said politely: "In fact, there were such management measures in the past, but they were not strictly implemented. This time, it is not bad to take advantage of the time to apply for the World Heritage List and put everything on the right track."

Shi Jin and Gu Zehan swiped their cards all the way to enter, and soon arrived at President Cui's office.

When President Cui saw the two, he immediately stood up: "Shi Jin, Brian, come and sit."

After Shi Jin and Gu Zehan entered, they discussed the choreography and costume design with President Cui again.

Gu Zehan brought a set of sample clothes that he had already made.

After he took it out, President Cui took it.

Its style is simple and elegant, and it has been innovated and improved on the basis of absorbing historical cultural relics.

"Yes, yes." President Cui nodded and said, "If you use this dress, this dance will be more divine. Brian, your design is really historical."

"President Cui, how are your documents prepared?" Shi Jin asked.

"I have prepared some, but some information is really hard to find. Overall, I don't know if it can be compared with that of country H."

This is what worries President Cui the most.

He said: "Whether the United Nations will approve this as an intangible cultural heritage depends on all the application materials. Only when they are detailed and credible can they be persuaded to pass. If our content is not as good as that of the Chinese..."

Gu Zehan scolded: "It's abominable! It's obviously the stuff of our ancestors!"

"They don't care so much, we know it's ours, but others will only look at the evidence. After all, the world still doesn't know enough about S and H countries, and the output of soft cultural power is not enough. It is precisely because Only in this way can we strive for any cultural treasures that can be won, so that the cultural strength of our country can be seen by more people."

Shi Jin handed over a notebook in his hand: "President Cui, can you take a look at this?"

President Cui took it, and after turning over a page, he couldn't help but continue to scroll down.

He became more and more delighted: "Shi Jin, where did you get this?"

"I found it in the library."

"It's great. A lot of information is what I need! With these, all the content I have prepared can be more detailed and powerful. Even if I face the people of H, I'm not afraid."

"Then you can just use it." Shi Jin smiled, "I'll leave the notebook for you, President Cui. I'll go to the dance studio and take a look."

"Go, go!" President Cui looked at the two young people in front of him and felt deeply lucky.

Gu Zehan and Shi Jin walked out together, and he asked, "Where did your information come from?"

"Anyway, it was obtained legally."

Seeing the light and transparent smile on Shi Jin's face, Gu Zehan didn't ask any more questions.

Before coming back, he originally thought that his younger sister was as innocent and childish as back then and needed someone to protect her.

After a period of contact, I found that his idea was completely wrong.

She looked really innocent, but she was well-organized, courteous and disciplined, and she had a plan in her mind, so she didn't need him to point out anything.

After the two stayed in the dance studio for an afternoon, they came out.

When Wen Yongwei arrived at the National Dance Association, it was already evening.

She came here this time to submit an application.

She is about to take the dance upgrade exam. Once she passes the exam, she also wants to apply for the promotion with the National Dance Association.

At present, the National Dance Association has many levels. As a junior member, Wen Yongwei can only visit here, and can't do anything else, let alone participate in internal affairs, it is impossible to even share the stage with the dancers here thing.

Since he is going to advance in the exam, the National Dance Association must also actively ask for it.

"I heard that as long as you become an A-level member, you can apply to appear in national-level performances." Cannes said, "So you must first cross the threshold of junior membership and move closer to C-level. Years, and strive for A-level, that would be the best."

"I try hard." Wen Yongwei said.

As long as she is on the national dance performance stage, she will have more and more things in the entertainment industry.

At present, all her college entrance examination results cannot be released, and the aura of the champion of "National Singer and Composer" has also been won by Shi Jin's many good songs.

Everyone knows the name of the runner-up, but very few people mention her as the champion.

Dance is the last magic weapon that Wen Yongwei relies on to surpass Shi Jin.

Cannes asked about it, and I heard that there is an S-class.

But basically don't think about it. Many people who have joined the club for more than ten or twenty years have barely managed to reach the A level. How difficult is it to get to S?

Wen Yongwei doesn't only learn dance, but the entertainment industry is more important.

Cannes accompanied Wen Yongwei in.

Before reaching the hall, he was stopped.

"Idle people can't enter."

"I'm a member of the Dance Association." Wen Yongwei hurriedly took out her credentials.

She found that the place she had come to before was now stricter to the naked eye.

In the past, even reporters could enter at will, but now, the access control is strict, and people who come in and out must swipe their cards.

"Swipe your card to get in. People with you can't get in."

"I don't have a card yet."

"Then go there to fill in the information and wait for the approval to apply for the card. To apply for the card, you need to recognize your own face, and no one else can do it for you."

"How long will it take to do it?"

"Go over there and line up first. Three hours as soon as possible, a day as soon as possible."

Cannes glanced at the queuing position. There was no one there. He went over and took a number.

"You're number 41, and there are 30 people in line before you."

A mechanical sound came from the number calling machine on the side.

30 people?

The Cannes head immediately became bigger.