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Chapter 398 He Opened the Door
The atmosphere in the classroom froze instantly.

The students automatically made way for him and no one dared to block the angry teacher.

Bian Ming strode in, and every step seemed to step on the nerves of everyone present.

"Keep going, why did you stop?" Bian Ming walked to the front row.

He seemed gentle and smiling, but his tone was a little sarcastic: "You guys were talking so wonderfully, why did you stop when I came?"

Seeing someone coming to mess up the place, Li Jiefeng stood up hurriedly.

He still had a polite smile on his face, but his eyes had turned cold: "Teacher Bian is also interested in our college's entrepreneurship sharing? Do you want me to arrange a seat for you?"

"No need for that. I'm just curious about what kind of 'entrepreneurship experience' can attract so many students to give up the official school-organized activities." Bian Ming sneered and glanced at Jia Mingliang on the podium.

The classroom was completely silent; even breathing became cautious.

Although everyone was complaining about this teacher in private.

But in this situation, no one dared to openly oppose him.

Xu Wen saw Jia Mingliang standing on the podium, his face pale and the laser pen in his hand shaking slightly.

This sudden interruption obviously disrupted his rhythm.

Just when the atmosphere became extremely tense, Wan Zhi suddenly stood up and walked to the podium.

His movements were graceful and deliberate, his expression calm and composed.

"Teacher Bian, if you have any questions about what we have shared, please feel free to ask. From its development as a campus entrepreneurial project to where it is today, every step of Shancheng has stood the test of time." Wan Zhi's voice spread throughout the classroom through the microphone, clear and calm.

His words were neither humble nor arrogant, which not only maintained the dignity of the team, but also gave Bian Ming a way out.

Xu Wen secretly admired after hearing this.

Wan Zhi, who used to hide behind others even when talking to strangers, is now able to deal with such sudden situations calmly.

Bian Ming obviously didn't expect a direct response. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Wan Zhi: "Who are you?"

"I'm Wan Zhi, the technical director of Shancheng, and I'm also one of the members of the project that was 'not in line with public order and good morals' that you rejected a year ago." Wan Zhi answered calmly.

A low cry of surprise was heard in the classroom.

Many students do not know about this past event, and only those who participated in the Innovation and Entrepreneurship Competition last year have heard of it.

Wan Zhi chose to bring it up publicly at this moment, as a challenge to Bian Ming's authority.

They have long disliked this teacher.

Bian Ming's face turned ugly. He adjusted his glasses and was about to speak when Li Jiefeng suddenly stood up and said, "Teacher Bian, if you are here to learn, we welcome you. If you are here to question us, please provide evidence. The success of Xu Wen's team is obvious to all and cannot be easily denied."

He chose to stand up and protect his students.

The atmosphere at the scene was tense, and everyone's eyes were moving back and forth between Bian Ming and Li Jiefeng.

Xu Wen knew that it was his turn to step forward.

He straightened his suit and walked calmly to the podium.

More than four hundred pairs of eyes immediately focused on him, and the air in the lecture hall seemed to freeze for a moment.

He noticed that Li Jiefeng was looking at him with encouragement.

Bian Ming in the corner had a gloomy face and looked impatient.

He shouldn't have stayed here, but he didn't leave either.

"Good afternoon, teachers and students. I am Xu Wen, the founder of Flash City." Xu Wen's voice spread throughout the classroom through the microphone, steady and clear.

He chose to ignore Bian Ming and pretend that this person did not exist.

Such a teacher has stayed in the ivory tower for too long and thinks that everyone has to give him some face.

In fact, he is nothing.

After a brief opening statement, he deliberately paused for two seconds to give everyone time to react.

The projector switched at the right moment, and a photo appeared on the screen.

This is an ordinary classroom with a few laptops and a few people sitting scattered around.

"This is our first 'office', a classroom lent to us by the college. It's cold in the winter and hot in the summer. Everyone who has taken classes here knows it." Xu Wen pointed at the photo and chuckled.

The students in the audience burst into laughter when they heard this.

You may not be familiar with the company, but everyone has been to Linda’s classrooms.

"A year ago, I was an ordinary freshman like many of you here. This was my major innovation project that year, a two-way matching dating software." Xu Wen switched the slides, and a screenshot of the initial interface of the "Lianlian" app appeared.

The students in the audience immediately became agitated when they saw this.

A boy in the back row suddenly stood up and shouted, "Teacher Xu! I found my girlfriend on LianLian!"

His voice trembled with excitement, and the girl with glasses next to him buried her face in her hands in shame.

The whole audience burst into laughter, even the professors in the front row couldn't help laughing.

Xu Wen smiled and waited for the laughter to subside: "It seems that our matchmaker function is very successful."

After joking, he paused for a moment before saying, "But at the beginning, this project almost died in the womb."

The slide switched to a photo of a rejection notice with the words "not in conformity with public order and good morals" written on it.

Xu Wen's voice was a little sarcastic: "Teacher Bian Ming from the University Innovation Committee believes that it is immoral for college students to develop dating apps. Students' mission is to study and they should not fall in love, even if they are in college."

The atmosphere in the classroom suddenly became tense. Everyone's eyes turned to Bian Ming in the corner, who was covering his face with a folder, pretending not to hear what Xu Wen said.

Li Jiefeng sat straight in his seat, his face filled with the joy of victory.

"If I had given up then, I might be sitting in the audience with you now, listening to the speech of a successful person." Xu Wen's voice suddenly raised and his finger pointed to the audience.

He paused deliberately, letting the weight of the words sink into everyone's heart.

The "successful person" he referred to was naturally Bian Ming who was present.

Although I have never started a business myself, I have been teaching others how to start a business.

"But I made a different choice, and with the help of the college, we got our first angel investment." Xu Wen clicked the remote control, and the slide switched to a set of data charts.

In fact, it was Gu Xingruo’s investment.

But now he gives the credit to the college.

"Last March, 'Lian Lian' completed a round A financing of 5 million yuan." Xu Wen reported this number calmly, but it was like dropping a bomb.

The audience was instantly in an uproar, and several computer science professors exchanged surprised glances. This valuation far exceeded their expectations.

Xu Wen let the commotion continue for more than ten seconds before raising his hand to signal for silence: "Now it has been upgraded to an important part of the company's ecology, with more than 200,000 daily active users."

On the screen are Lianlian’s current achievements.

Although the current revenue growth is not as high as at the beginning, there are also many competing products in China.

But achieving such results has exceeded their expectations.

"The market never waits for anyone. When the National Innovation and Development Commission was still discussing public order and good customs, a large number of similar products had already been launched across the country. When they finally passed the approval, the track was already crowded with competitors." Xu Wen's voice suddenly became serious.

His eyes swept across the audience, lingering on each young face for a moment: "What you need to do is not to wait for others to agree, but to create facts. Students of the School of Computer Science at Linjiang University should not be sheep bound by rules."

This sentence instantly ignited the enthusiasm of the students below the stage.

There was sporadic applause from the audience, which quickly spread into a thunderous wave.

Who hasn’t fantasized about becoming successful one day, breaking all the conventions and becoming the most special person?
In the back row of the noisy classroom, Bian Ming slammed his notebook shut.

The dull thud of the leather cover hitting the table was drowned out by the applause.

His face was livid and his eyes were full of anger.

Xu Wen's gaze met his through the crowd, and the two of them faced each other for a second.

"Teacher Bian, do you have anything to add?" Xu Wen suddenly asked into the microphone, his voice just the right amount of politeness.

The whole place fell silent in an instant. Everyone's necks seemed to be pulled by invisible hands, and they all turned to the corners.

The collar of Bian Ming's suit was already wet with sweat.

He opened his mouth, but only breath came out.

Li Jiefeng stood up at the right time and said, "Student Xu Wen, due to time constraints, let's continue."

His voice was gentle, but his eyes were full of triumphant sarcasm.

Some revenge doesn't need to be too obvious, just enough to keep it brief.

“Of course, finally I want to say that the most difficult thing about starting a business is never the technology, but whether you dare to open that door when faced with doubts.” Xu Wen smiled and nodded, then faced the audience again.

While speaking, his eyes deliberately glanced towards the door.

Bian Ming finally couldn't bear it anymore and his briefcase knocked over his water cup without even bothering to help.

He almost ran away, and the brown tea spread in the aisle.

The whole audience was silent until Bian Ming's figure disappeared at the door, then there was even louder applause.

Xu Wen did not pursue the victory.

If he hadn't come to the door today, he wouldn't have planned to mock anyone.

Because he doesn't care at all.

He calmly switched to the last slide.

The photo of Shancheng Technology's spacious and bright office area, with sunlight shining through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the green plants, is in sharp contrast to the photo of the classroom at the beginning.

"In just one year, from a rejected business plan to a company valued at over 100 million yuan, this is not only my story, but also the story of each of you." He turned off the projector and focused everyone's attention on himself.

Li Jiefeng was the first to stand up and applaud, followed by Dean Zhang.

Soon the whole classroom stood up and the applause lasted for a long time.

Xu Wen saw Jia Mingliang wiping his eyes, while Wan Zhi rarely smiled.

This "girl" who once refused to communicate with others is finally no longer as indifferent as she used to be.

"The question-and-answer session will be left to you, Seniors Jia and Wan." Xu Wen bowed and exchanged glances with Li Jiefeng as he walked to the side stage.

The fox-like director nodded imperceptibly, and the two of them understood each other tacitly.

The flash lights of the school media in the back row lit up, and Xu Wen's figure was frozen in countless shots.

The black suit outlines his tall and straight figure, and there is a gentle but not to be underestimated smile on the corner of his mouth.

Not long after this photo was taken, it was pinned to the top of the school forum.

The post was titled: "Rebel Says: Open That Door."

(End of this chapter)