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With the two taking the lead, the others echoed their sentiments:

"I just want to get my community service credits peacefully, why make it so dangerous?"

"It must be filthy and smelly inside, maybe even with rats and bugs! I don't want to step into my brand new Yeezys."

"We're dressed so neatly that when we go into the cave, we'll be like fireflies in the dark, too conspicuous, and we'll definitely be spotted."

"It's too dangerous, I don't agree. What if something happens? Who will be responsible? My parents definitely won't agree either."

The opposition grew louder and louder, with a variety of reasons.

Emily's heart sank.

She looked to Li Ang for help.

Li Ang nodded slightly to Emily, signaling her to calm down.

He stepped forward, stood in the center of the crowd, raised his hand to gesture for silence, and said loudly:

"Everyone, please hear me out."

Justin crossed his arms, glanced sideways at Li Ang, and looked utterly resentful.

"Listen to you? Who do you think you are? What right do you, an outsider, have to interfere in the activities of Tribec High School?"

After being thoroughly brainwashed by Li Ang, Emily had become his staunch ally. Upon hearing this, she immediately stepped forward, blocking Li Ang's path, and said:

"Justin! Leon is our comrade! He understands and cares most about the plight of the homeless! He is more qualified to speak than any of us!"

"Comrade? Ha!"

Justin chuckled and sized Li Ang up and down:

"Caring about homeless people? That sounds nice. I think you're just trying to show off, buddy? Taking a bunch of elite students from Tribeck High School on an expedition to the slums, how cool would that be? You'd have something to brag about for months, right?"

Li Ang wasn't angry; instead, he smiled and said:

"Stealing the limelight? Maybe. But at least I dared to suggest going into the rat hole to observe the homeless, while some people, despite wearing the logo of the homeless shelter, acted like cowards and dared not take any action."

Justin immediately panicked:

"Hey kid, you better explain yourself! I'm scared? What am I scared of? I'm an elite from Tribec High School!"

"You're afraid of dirt, the unknown, trouble, and anything disgusting that might get your new sneakers covered in mud. Hey, don't be mad, I'm talking about disgusting things, including myself."

Li Ang spoke in a self-deprecating joke, his tone very calm.

However, his next words were utterly heart-wrenching:

"Let me guess, have you gotten used to staying in your comfort zone and running away at the first sign of danger or trouble? Oh, poor Justin, this habit will turn you into a coward! Do you want to be a coward like that for the rest of your life?"

Justin's face turned bright red.

Li Ang's words were like a mirror, reflecting the cowardice deep within him that he himself was unwilling to admit.

He stiffened his neck, but couldn't utter a single word; he could only turn his head away angrily.

Li Ang stopped looking at him and turned to Jennifer, the Asian girl wearing glasses.

"Jennifer, I want to ask you, what is Emily's purpose in organizing the homeless shelter program? Is it for community advocacy, as you say? Or is it to genuinely help the homeless?"

Jennifer frowned and said:

"This is not contradictory. Advocating for policy change through legal and safe means is itself a way to help them."

"No, that's contradictory."

Li Ang shook his head and said decisively:

"Just like the purpose of eating is not the act of eating itself, but the solution to hunger. If your preaching does not help the homeless, then no matter how much you preach, it's like casting pearls before swine or farting in public. What's the point?"

The purpose of the homeless shelter program is to help the poor. We should take any useful action towards this goal, rather than being tied down by a rigid activity plan.

Jennifer pressed her lips together. Li Ang's words, though rough, were reasonable, leaving her with no room for rebuttal.

Seeing that the two most authoritative figures in the team besides Emily had fallen silent, the others looked at each other, their momentum immediately weakening.

Li Ang looked around at everyone and said:

"I know that many of you are here to participate in Emily's homeless shelter program not because you genuinely want to help any homeless people, but to earn credits and apply to colleges, especially the top Ivy League schools."

Many people, their thoughts exposed, looked ashamed and dared not look at Emily.

Li Ang, however, appeared to understand perfectly and smiled:

"Hey guys, I'm not being sarcastic. On the contrary, I totally understand. This behavior is like drinking water when you're hungry or working when you're broke—it's part of the natural order."

Li Ang's vivid and interesting speech immediately made many people laugh with relief.

However, Li Ang changed his tone again, becoming sharp:

"But what I want to say is, apart from Emily, everyone here is trash!"

"If I were an admissions officer at an Ivy League school, I wouldn't be interested in any of them!"

Li Ang's words were like a stone thrown into calm water, instantly provoking a reaction from everyone.

"Hey! You Chinese kid, what do you mean?"

"Exactly, what makes you say that?"

"Fuck you, sorry, this kid made me swear, but who the hell does this kid think he is?"

Emily looked at Li Ang in surprise, wondering why he suddenly said that.

Facing the gazes of the crowd, Li Ang said sarcastically:

"You think I'm talking nonsense? Ha, think about it yourselves, how many admissions applications do the admissions offices of top schools like Harvard, Yale, Princeton, and Columbia receive each year?"

How many of these applications come from top New York schools like Trinity High School and Dalton Academy? Do you know what their extracurricular resumes say?

This summer, they might work as research assistants for professors in university labs, do data analysis for nonprofit organizations on Wall Street, or even go to Haiti with Doctors Without Borders for field research.

The Trinity High School and Dalton Academy that Li Ang mentioned are the most prestigious private high schools in Manhattan, New York.

For this group of people, they are considered the strongest competitors in the college application process.

Every time Li Ang listed one of these Celestial Dragons' extracurricular activities, the expressions of those around him grew increasingly unpleasant.

"In comparison, look at what you're doing?"

Li Ang stated bluntly:

"Participating in a homeless shelter program that doesn't even have a name, reciting pretty words that you yourselves don't believe in indifferent passersby, and then collecting a bunch of useless signatures? Good heavens, what a clichéd and outdated scheme this is."

Hey guys, don't be naive. Even you yourselves think this event plan is incredibly stupid after implementing it. Why do you think this garbage resume can impress those experienced interviewers?

The crowd was deathly silent.

Many people who were indignant just moments before have now fallen silent.

Seeing the changing expressions on their faces, Li Ang knew the time was right.

He lowered his voice, his tone highly provocative, and revealed his true intentions:

"However, if your application materials state that I personally participated in the first student field study of 'Rat Hole,' one of the most iconic homeless enclaves in New York City, it would be unfair to say that you did not participate in the first student field study of 'Rat Hole,' one of the most iconic homeless enclaves in New York City."

We not only observed and documented the appalling living conditions of the homeless, but also, through conversations with them, conducted a preliminary analysis of the underlying reasons why they refused to go to official shelters. Based on this, we proposed a draft community support plan that is completely different from mainstream solutions and more practical.

Imagine you were an admissions interviewer; wouldn't you feel a sense of surprise and delight?