sinovels Chapter 10 A desperate battle
Chapter 10 A desperate battle
Teacher Zheng tapped her fingers lightly on the cover of the materials.
"The idea is good, especially the concept of a 'digital music festival,' which is quite innovative." His tone was more serious than before.
He changed the subject: "But ideas and implementation are two different things. Your club is still in the 'preparatory' stage, right?"
"Yes, the application materials were submitted a while ago, and we are still waiting for approval," Lin Feng admitted.
Teacher Zheng glanced at him: "The approval process has its own procedures... If the school approves your idea of holding a 'Digital Music Festival,' what are your plans?"
Lin Feng confidently stated, "Teacher Zheng, we can proceed in three steps..."
Teacher Zheng listened attentively, his gaze sharp as he looked at Lin Feng.
"The idea is great, but the key is implementation. Here's what I'll do: I'll give you and the Digital Music Club a chance to prove yourselves."
The school's Youth League Committee has approved your "Digital Music Festival" plan, but the school will not allocate funds for the event. You will need to raise all the money yourself. I can help you coordinate the venue.
"That's great! Thank you, Teacher Zheng!" Lin Feng exclaimed excitedly.
"No need to thank me! Let the results speak for themselves. Let's make this 'digital music festival' a real success and make it unique!"
Then, the official establishment of your Digital Music Club will be a natural progression. Furthermore, the "Digital Music Festival" can be held continuously as a distinctive campus cultural project supported by the school's Youth League Committee.
"But let me make this clear from the start..." Teacher Zheng's tone turned serious, "If you mess this up, then there's no need to mention the club's establishment again."
No budget, no official endorsement, but a precious opportunity…
Teacher Zheng needs Lin Feng and the music club to prove themselves with their achievements.
For Lin Feng, this was another pledge, a gamble on his and the gang's capabilities.
Without hesitation, he immediately said, "On behalf of the Digital Music Club, I thank Teacher Zheng for giving us this opportunity. We will do our best to make the music festival a success and live up to your trust."
Teacher Zheng nodded in satisfaction: "Good. I'll be watching!"
Lin Feng had a sudden inspiration and said, "Teacher Zheng, if we encounter any cross-departmental coordination issues or difficulties during the preparation process, could you allow me to report directly to you and seek your help?"
I'm afraid that poor communication or misunderstandings might render our efforts futile. Of course, we won't bother you unless absolutely necessary.
That's a very skillful way of putting it; he's not asking for a magic sword.
This demonstrates respect for authority while also securing a potentially life-saving channel for "reporting upwards" in critical moments.
Teacher Zheng laughed out loud, pointed at Lin Feng with his finger, and said to Teacher Zhang, "See that? He's already looking for a ladder. You sneaky rascal!"
His eyes were smiling, but his tone was serious: "I can give you the ladder, but you're only allowed to climb up, not slide down. I want to see the report card, not a self-criticism. Understand?"
"Got it! I guarantee it'll be good news!" Lin Feng replied immediately.
Teacher Zheng waved her hand: "Alright, go back now. Leave the materials with me."
As I stepped out of the Youth League Committee office building, the sky was somewhat overcast.
Teacher Zhang patted Lin Feng on the shoulder, her tone complex: "Lin Feng, Teacher Zheng is giving you an opportunity, but also pressure. There's no turning back now."
"I know there's no turning back, so I have to keep moving forward. Thank you for the introduction."
"Do a good job. If you need my help, just let me know."
Teacher Zhang sighed, "If I had your drive back then, I wouldn't be stuck teaching at a school now."
After saying that, he waved his hand and walked towards the direction of the college.
7 PM, classroom 201 of Building 3.
Lin Feng convened a meeting with all the core members of the music club.
Wang Peng sat in the middle of the first row, with a notebook open in front of him. Li Hao sat next to him, and Shen Jingyi sat by the window. When she saw Lin Feng come in, she nodded slightly.
Lin Feng walked to the front of the stage and glanced at the audience.
"I called everyone here today to announce something. Regarding the official status of the music club, I went to see Teacher Zheng from the school's Youth League Committee. The Youth League Committee has agreed to let us hold a 'Digital Music Festival.' If the event is successful, the music club will be able to become an officially recognized club by the school."
"But let me make this clear: the school won't allocate any funds. If we mess it up... our music club will be disbanded on the spot."
Some people in the audience started whispering to each other, while others swallowed hard.
Wang Peng's expression was solemn as he gripped the pen tightly in his hand.
Lin Feng waited a few seconds, then suddenly smiled.
"What, scared?"
"I know what you're afraid of... no money, no experience, can you even organize a school-wide event?"
"I'm telling you all clearly, we will definitely make this music festival a success! And we will definitely make it a resounding success, making it a signature event for our school!"
No sooner had the words been spoken than someone in the back row suddenly spoke up:
"Just do it!"
Everyone turned around. A tall man shouted, "If you don't do it, you'll just fall apart anyway; if you do it, you'll have another chance. Let's do it!"
This person is Xu Qiang from the Marketing Department. He is eloquent and an active participant in activities.
With someone taking the lead, the atmosphere began to relax.
"Yeah, let's do it!"
"What's there to be afraid of!"
"President, whatever you say, we'll do it!"
Lin Feng raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.
"Alright. If we're going to do it, we should do it properly. I'll be the commander-in-chief, and Wang Peng will be the deputy commander-in-chief."
We will now divide into six groups, each needing one group leader and several members. The group leader will be decided today. Anyone with the courage and ability, please raise your hand and volunteer.
Let me be clear from the start: there's no pay. But if you succeed, you'll be one of the founders of the music festival project. How you put that on your resume is up to you.
"The first group is the Planning and General Affairs team. They are responsible for the overall plan, process design, budget control, and internal coordination."
"I'll go!" Wang Peng was the first to raise his hand without saying a word.
"Secondly, the program and content team. Ideally, someone with some knowledge of music arrangement or band work. Who would like to apply?"
"President, I'd like to give it a try," Shen Jingyi volunteered.
Lin Feng nodded.
"Thirdly, the Business and External Relations Group. Responsible for securing sponsorships. Who should do it?"
"I'll do it!" Xu Qiang from the Marketing Department readily agreed and took on the important task.
"Fourth, the technical and equipment group. Who is responsible for the stage, lighting, sound, power supply, and all other technical equipment?"
A boy wearing glasses raised his hand to indicate.
This person's name is Xu Feng, a sophomore majoring in Communications Engineering.
"I'll take care of it! I'm from the school's radio club. I'll figure out how to borrow the sound system, mixing console, and projector."
Lin Feng's eyes lit up: "Can you borrow it?"
Xu Feng adjusted his glasses: "The equipment in the association usually just sits there collecting dust. I'll talk to the president; it shouldn't be a problem."
"Fifth, the Publicity and Promotion Group." Lin Feng looked at everyone. "Publicity work is crucial. To ensure the entire school knows about our music festival, we need people with good writing skills, communication expertise, and innovative ideas. Who will take on this important task?"
A girl in a beige trench coat with long, flowing hair stood up. She held a pen in her hand, which she deftly twirled between her fingers before coming to a steady stop.
She had delicate features and a clear, melodious voice: "President, my name is Su Wan, I'm a sophomore majoring in Chinese Literature, and I write articles for the school newspaper. I wrote the promotional copy for several school events before, so I should be able to help."
Lin Feng had heard of Su Wan, the famous writer from the school newspaper, before. He immediately nodded, "Okay, Su Wan, you'll be the head of the publicity team."
"The sixth group is the Logistics and Security Team. This team is responsible for site setup, maintaining order, and liaising with the school's security and logistics departments. We need someone reliable, capable, meticulous, and responsible. Who is willing to take on this role?"
A boy who was at least 1.85 meters tall with broad shoulders and a thick back stood up.
"President, my name is Tan Zhao, a sophomore in the School of Management. I used to be a member of the Student Union's Cultural and Sports Department. I've done everything from setting up venues and maintaining order to dealing with school departments."
Lin Feng looked at Tan Zhao, "Okay! Tan Zhao, head of the logistics and security team. I'll also assign you a meticulous deputy, preferably a woman, to handle the detailed tasks like accounting and keeping track of supplies."
"President, may I?" A girl with glasses and a quiet appearance stood up. "Liu Qian, Accounting School, sophomore. She's quite meticulous."
"Okay, Liu Qian, you'll partner with Tan Zhao. He'll handle external affairs, and you'll handle internal affairs."
Lin Feng added, "Others, if you'd like to work in a particular group, please contact the corresponding group leader to sign up. It's entirely voluntary; there will be no coercion."
After assigning tasks and assigning responsibilities, the atmosphere in the meeting room completely changed. Everyone's eyes lit up, and they were eager to get started.
Lin Feng's gaze swept over each young face. "I know some people will think we're being delusional, or even be waiting to see us fail. A bunch of students, what right do they have to hold a music festival?"
He smiled, but there was an indescribable ruthlessness in his smile.
"It's all because we have ideas and a never-give-up spirit. Everyone here is a founder of the first Digital Music Festival. This title will boost your resume and give you confidence when looking for a job or organizing events in the future!"