You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

After leaving the restaurant, the eight people quickened their pace and hurried towards the school.

At 6:55, the eight people entered the Great Hall of the People one after another.

This place is much larger than the lecture hall we had in the afternoon.

The building features a dome-shaped architectural design, with a huge electronic screen on each of the left and right sides and in the center of the stage.

The stage directly in front was covered with a deep red curtain, and when the lights came on, the entire venue was instantly brightened up to look like a small concert venue.

The seating is divided according to the college, with the School of Economics and Management located in the middle section slightly to the left.

Jiang Che led Su Qinghe to sit down, while Lin tide sat next to Su Qinghe.

Upon seeing this, Xu Wenbin immediately followed and sat down next to Lin tide as he wished.

Song Mingxuan, Zhao Weilan, Shen Shiyu, and Lu Ziang then took their seats.

There were about three thousand seats in the venue, and the students were chatting and laughing as the ceremony had not yet begun.

The noise surged like waves, one after another.

Su Qinghe looked around curiously. "This hall is huge! It feels at least ten times bigger than the auditorium of Lincheng No. 1 Middle School."

"Kyoto University, of course, has no problem with its prestige."

Upon hearing this, Xu Wenbin couldn't help but chime in, then continued, "Anyway, this is much better than the ceremony I had in high school. Our high school auditorium, which was called an auditorium, was actually just the cafeteria with tables moved out and chairs put in."

Lin tide suddenly felt as if they had been listening to Xu Wenbin complain about his previous school all day.

So, out of curiosity, I asked, "Were you bad at everything in high school?"

"It's not that it's impossible, it's just that the conditions are always a bit lacking."

Xu Wenbin wanted to say something more, but it was exactly seven o'clock.

Immediately afterwards, the lights in the Great Hall of the People dimmed, and the electronic screen above the stage lit up.

The Kyoto University emblem came into view, along with a large inscription—

"Beijing University 2026 Freshman Opening Ceremony"

The entire venue gradually quieted down.

The first person to take the stage was the vice principal, an elderly gentleman with gray hair but a sprightly spirit.

He spoke for fifteen minutes at a high level, starting with "the mission and responsibility of a century-old prestigious university" and moving on to "the responsibility and vision of young people in the new era".

Putting aside whether the content is informative or not, the tone alone is so boring that it's enough to make anyone drowsy.

At least a third of the freshmen in the audience had already started playing on their phones.

After the vice principal finished speaking, it was the director of the academic affairs office's turn, and after that, it was the student affairs office's turn.

The assembly-line-like speeches by the leaders lasted for nearly forty minutes.

Xu Wenbin muttered under his breath, "Seriously, even a prestigious school like Peking University loves to engage in formalism?"

Jiang Che was also slightly distracted, while Su Qinghe had already fallen fast asleep on his shoulder.

After a while, it was the principal's turn to speak.

The principal was a man in his sixties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and looked very refined.

"Students, in addition to the speeches from school leaders, we have also invited a special guest to today's opening ceremony."

The principal paused for a moment, then continued with a proud tone: "This guest is an outstanding alumnus of Peking University. After graduation, he joined the military and became an excellent young officer. He is also a young entrepreneur with outstanding achievements in the business world."

"Today, he will share his experiences and insights with all the new students as a 'senior'."

Jiang Che's brows furrowed even before the principal uttered his name.

A young officer.

Young entrepreneurs.

Alumni of Beijing University.

When the three keywords collided, only one name came to mind for Jiang Che.

No way?

The principal then turned and extended his hand towards the backstage area in an inviting gesture, saying warmly, "Let's give a warm round of applause to welcome Mr. Liu Wei, Executive Director of Zhenyuan Group!"

Applause erupted like a tidal wave.

Jiang Che, however, did not applaud.

His gaze was fixed on the side of the stage, watching that familiar figure walk out step by step in the lights.

Liu Wei.

He wore a dark blue suit with a white shirt underneath, but opted not to wear a tie.

With the collar slightly open, the overall outfit is neither too formal nor lacking in elegance.

He had an upright posture, a steady gait, and a gentle and appropriate smile.

Liu Wei stood behind the microphone at the front of the stage, first looking around the entire venue, his gaze sweeping over the more than three thousand young faces.

The audience reacted enthusiastically, especially the girls.

"Wow, this senior is so handsome!"

"Zhenyuan Group? I know that company. It's huge. I wish I could work for that big company someday."

"A military officer, huh? He's both a soldier and a businessman, that's amazing..."

Whispers rose and fell.

Su Qinghe, who was sitting next to Jiang Che, recognized the person on stage the moment she woke up.

Her body stiffened involuntarily for a moment, then she turned her head to look at Jiang Che.

Jiang Che felt the gaze coming from his left, and gently patted Su Qinghe's knee twice to signal her not to be nervous.

Su Qinghe did not speak, but her usually clear and gentle eyes were now covered with a cold chill.

This person is the mastermind behind the persecution of A-Che during the marathon, the one who mocked her in the hospital, and the one who tried to break her up with Jiang Che.

Now he's actually standing on the stage of Peking University, speaking confidently to more than three thousand freshmen as an "outstanding senior student".

Su Qinghe's fingernails dug unconsciously into her palm.

Liu Wei on the stage has already begun his speech.

"Hello, juniors. Standing on this stage, I have a very strange feeling."

"More than a decade ago, I also sat in one of the seats among you, just as full of curiosity and anticipation for this school as you are."

His voice was magnetic and steady, and his rhythm was just right.

From the tempering of his military career to the hardships of starting a business, from industry trends to personal growth, every word he uttered exuded the composure and wisdom of someone who had been through it all.

The applause from the audience came in waves.

"This guy is really something else," Xu Wenbin muttered to himself.

Jiang Che's face showed no emotional fluctuation, but his eyes never left Liu Wei.

This person is indeed very good at packaging himself.

The Liu Wei on stage was gentle, polite, and humble, a completely different species from the Liu Wei who orchestrated his assassination during the marathon and who had tried countless times to drive a wedge between him and Su Qinghe.

If Jiang Che hadn't personally experienced those things, he probably would have been fooled by him too.

Liu Wei's speech lasted about twenty minutes.

The entire content was standard and contained no targeted remarks.

It was just a regular experience sharing session.

But the more this happened, the more uncomfortable Jiang Che felt.

Because Liu Wei never acts without a purpose.

His decision to appear at the Kyoto University opening ceremony was definitely not just to vent his frustrations and make his presence felt.