Searching for someone in northern Myanmar, and you call that earning tuition fees?

Xishan Command Post.

The old general held the report, veins throbbing on his forehead. He read it once, then again, and finally slammed it heavily on the table.

"That kid Li Changfeng, he's left me speechless." He stood up and paced slowly around the office, his tone revealing complex emotions.

"Unpredictable! Like a gazelle leaping over a tree!" the old general exclaimed. "A mere few packets of cheap snacks for a pass? A pile of scrap metal to cripple a mercenary fleet?"

The old general stopped, picked up the report again, and looked at it with a complicated expression.

"This guy is fucking amazing!"

"Although the report reads like something out of a fantasy novel, the results are real. The person was rescued, and we even caught that wanted criminal called 'Wild Dog' along the way."

The guard, Xiao Zhang, swallowed hard, his fingertips unconsciously fidgeting with the hem of his clothes. Mustering his courage, he asked, "Sir, how should we handle Director Li's matter?"

"Remember! Award Li Changfeng a second-class merit. Although his report reads like toilet paper, he is a good leader."

"That kid Li Changfeng..." The old general slammed the report on the table. "Before, when we asked him to research missiles, he always complained to me about not having enough funding. Now that we've sent him to be a security guard, he's learned to fight with junk."

The chief of staff leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Sir, how should this merit be calculated? Should we award Su Ming a first-class merit?"

"Issue my ass!" the old general glared. "How can we issue an official statement for this kind of unofficial action? Should we issue one for his 'Supermarket War God' status? Or one for his 'Level Six Holdout' title?"

When the term "level six" was mentioned, the old general suddenly paused for a moment.

He stopped and turned around. His expression was more serious than ever before.

"Comrades, we are facing a serious problem."

Everyone immediately straightened up, thinking there was some new geopolitical crisis.

"Comrade Su Ming is a strategic talent of our nation. His mind is priceless." The old general paused, then pounded the table with deep sorrow. "But! Such a talent! Has been held back by a mere foreign language!"

"What is this? This is a disgrace to the education sector! This is a major threat to national security!"

The operations room was silent. No one dared to speak.

The old general's voice rose higher and higher. "Just imagine, what if one day he tries to infiltrate the Pentagon, but because he can't understand the English signs, he walks into the women's restroom and gets caught red-handed? Would we be able to afford that kind of embarrassment?!"

Although it sounds outrageous, upon closer inspection... it actually makes a damn bit of sense.

The old general took a deep breath and looked at the communications officer. "Get Li Changfeng here!"

……

Security Department, Jiangnan University.

Li Changfeng slumped in his chair like a dead fish. He was waiting. Waiting for punishment, or waiting for the military police to come and take him away.

"Ring ring ring—"

The moment the red phone rang, Li Changfeng sprang up from his chair, stood at attention, and grabbed the receiver.

"I am Li Changfeng! I accept all punishment from the organization! I will not defend myself! I am guilty!" The voice was resolute in the face of death.

On the other end of the phone came the old general's thunderous roar. "Li Changfeng! What a mess you've made!"

Li Changfeng's knees buckled, and he almost knelt down. It was over. The watermelon seedlings were already beckoning to him.

"Sir, I apologize! I shouldn't have let Su Ming eat spicy snacks, I shouldn't have..."

"Shut up!" the old general interrupted him. "What's Su Ming's English level anyway?"

Li Changfeng was stunned. How did the topic suddenly shift to academic discussion?

His mind raced, and he answered cautiously, "Reporting to the commander... it's probably... if we don't count the probability of guessing correctly by listening, it's probably at the junior high level. If we include body language, it's at the level of proficiency."

"Useless!" the old general roared. "The country entrusted such an important person to your care, and you're just letting him remain stuck in the second year of junior high?!"

Li Changfeng felt so frustrated he wanted to cry. How could this be his fault? That kid could read detailed blueprints at a glance and remember them perfectly, but when it came to English words, his brain seemed to lock up!

"Listen up! This is a political mission!" The old general's voice suddenly rose considerably. "The West Mountain Command has issued a special directive: spare no expense, utilize all resources, and ensure Su Ming passes the English Level 6 exam!"

"I want him to feel as warm and familiar as seeing a family member when he sees English words! And to feel as excited as hearing an English listening exercise when he hears a bugle call to arms!"

Li Changfeng's mouth dropped open, wondering if he had misheard: "Chief...Chief? You mean...?"

"Sign him up for classes! The most expensive classes! One-on-one! Top-tier tutors! At that New Oriental... no, at your school, find the best foreign language professors! I don't believe it! Even if he's a pig, we'll train him into an internationally-minded pig that can speak English!"

"If he fails the exam again, Li Changfeng, you'll have to go to Africa and be Buck's translator! Beep—beep—beep—"

The call ended. Li Changfeng stood there, receiver in hand, stunned.

A full minute passed before he slowly put down the phone, his face beaming with the ecstatic joy of surviving a disaster.

Li Changfeng flung open the office door and yelled at Xiao Wang outside, "Xiao Wang! Don't fucking bother with that guy who stole the electric bike!"

"Immediately! Right now! Go to the Foreign Languages ​​Institute and bring me that 'Extinction Master' Professor Wang, whose lectures are said to be like hypnosis and whose homework assignments are like executions!"

Tell her that the country has a multi-billion dollar project that needs her cooperation!

"Also, go to the print shop and get me a hundred color copies of that Oxford Advanced Learner's Dictionary. Cover every single wall in the security office! Don't even spare the toilets!"

Xiao Wang was so startled he dropped his pen: "Captain Li... what are you going to do?"

Li Changfeng straightened his collar, put on sunglasses, and concealed the fierce glint in his eyes.

"What's going on? The country wants to... send warmth and support to student Su."