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After the message was sent, no one replied in the group.

It's not that I don't want to reply, it's that I don't know how to reply.

Because he was telling the truth.

The Chinese Department at Peking University, the best Chinese Department in the country, has no one who dares to say, "I can teach Chen Mo."

It's not modesty; I genuinely can't teach him.

Meanwhile, another storm is brewing on the internet.

A Weibo influencer named "Liu Zhiyuan" has five million followers.

Known for "daring to speak the truth".

He had previously questioned Chen Mo's perfect score on the college entrance exam.

He posted several Weibo posts saying things like "a perfect score on the college entrance exam doesn't exist in the system," "it's impossible to get a perfect score on a Chinese composition," and "there must be a team behind Chen Mo."

Those Weibo posts brought him a huge amount of traffic.

Each of his posts gets tens of thousands of reposts and hundreds of thousands of likes, and GG merchants are lining up to contact him.

He posted another video today.

At the beginning of the video, he is sitting behind a desk with a bookshelf behind him filled with various literary classics. His expression is very serious, even somewhat somber.

"Everyone, I know you've all been seeing 'Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River' all over your social media lately. I've read it too. To be honest, it's so well-written, it almost seems unreal."

He paused for a moment, then looked directly at the camera.

"Yes, I mean—it doesn't seem true."

"Think about it, an 18-year-old boy who usually scores over 400 points on tests suddenly gets a perfect score on the college entrance exam."

"That's bizarre enough, isn't it? What's even more bizarre is that he could write an essay like 'Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng' right after the college entrance exam?"

"A trip to the Luo River is enough to spontaneously compose 'Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River'? Do you think that's plausible?"

He shook his head.

"I think this is unreasonable."

"I've worked in media for over a decade and have seen far too many 'manufactured prodigies' and 'packaged geniuses'."

"A team, a few writers, and a complete marketing plan are all it takes to package an ordinary person as a genius."

"A perfect score on the college entrance exam, a timeless masterpiece, a poem written for a scenic spot—once this combination of tactics is used, the persona is established. And then what? Publishing books, appearing on TV shows, endorsements, monetization—it's all a routine, a routine."

He paused for a moment, his voice becoming meaningful.

"I'm not saying that Chen Mo is definitely faking it."

"I'm just saying there are too many questions here that he needs to explain. For example, why did he consistently score over 400 points on the college entrance exam? Is it possible that his 'Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng' and 'Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River' were prepared in advance?"

"Does he have a team behind him? If he doesn't answer these questions, I have reason to continue questioning him."

Half an hour after the video was released, it garnered over ten million views. In the comments section, some people supported it, some opposed it, and some were skeptical.

"Teacher Liu is right! Don't you find it strange that someone who usually scores around 400 points suddenly writes a masterpiece?"

"Exactly, they must have a team involved. The packaging of internet celebrities these days is too amazing."

"Have you ever considered that if he really is a genius? Why can't we believe that geniuses exist in this world?"

"Genius? Even geniuses have to follow basic rules, right? A score of 400-750, a difference of 300 points, is that genius? That's god."

"Even a team couldn't write an article like 'Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River.' You underestimate classical Chinese literature."

"Liu Zhiyuan is just trying to ride the coattails of trending topics. He questioned the perfect score on the college entrance exam before, and now he's questioning the 'Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River.' He always manages to get on someone's good side."

"No matter what you say, I believe Chen Mo. Go watch his videos; that expression isn't faked."

The argument escalated.

Various "experts" also jumped out, with some analyzing Chen Mo's Chinese exam paper.

Some people analyzed his monthly exam scores and said that "the leap from 400 to 750 violates the laws of education."

Some people even dug up Chen Mo's parents' professions, saying, "His parents are ordinary people with no literary genes in their family. How could they possibly produce such a genius?"

Every question is masked by a "rational and objective" attitude, and every argument seems to have been carefully selected.

At the same time, some people began to refute this.

An account claiming to be Chen Mo's classmate posted a long article.

"I am Chen Mo's classmate, and I swear on my honor that his grades are indeed not good."

"But have you ever considered that maybe he's been hiding his true abilities? You said he scored over 400 on the monthly exam, and yes, that's true."

"But weren't his college entrance exam scores real?"

This long post was forwarded over 100,000 times.

But the voices of doubt did not decrease as a result; on the contrary, they increased.

Some people say this is a "whitewashing article written by the team".

The argument was like an endless tug-of-war, with both sides pulling back desperately, but the red marker in the middle of the rope remained completely still.

At the other end of the rope, Chen Mo sat on his bed in his bedroom.

He looked at the questions and rebuttals on his phone screen without changing his expression.

His Douyin account already has 20 million followers.

My inbox is overflowing with messages.

Some people criticized him, some praised him, some asked him to write calligraphy, and some asked him, "Who exactly is the Goddess of the Luo River?"

He didn't reply to any of them.

He turned off his phone, placed it on the bedside table, turned over, and closed his eyes.

The cicadas chirped intermittently outside the window, like a song without lyrics.

He didn't know when he fell asleep, only that in his dream, he was standing by the Luo River again.

The water shimmered, and lotus flowers were in full bloom.

In the distance, a girl in a floral dress stood with her back to him at the end of the wooden boardwalk.

The wind blew, and her hair fluttered like a soft flag.

He tried to walk over, but he couldn't get there no matter what he did.

The distance was just right—not too far, not too close—just enough for him to see her, just enough for him to hear his own heartbeat.

The phone rang.

Su Wanci sent a message: "Have you checked Weibo? Liu Zhiyuan is cursing you again."

Chen Mo glanced at it and typed two words: "Seen it."

"Aren't you angry?"

"Don't be angry."

Why?

Chen Mo thought for a moment and typed a long message.

"He said I have a team behind me, and after thinking about it, I realized I do. My team consists of three people—my left hand, my right hand, and my brain. My left hand is responsible for holding the paper, my right hand is responsible for writing, and my brain is responsible for memorizing articles from over a thousand years ago. The three of us work together seamlessly."

Su Wanci sent a long string of ellipses, followed by a helpless emoji.

"Can't you be serious for once? So many people online are questioning you, don't you want to explain yourself?"

Chen Mo replied.

"What's there to explain? Explain that I'm not a genius? They won't believe me then. Explain that I am a genius? They'll believe me even less then. So the best explanation is not to explain at all, and let them guess."

Su Wanci sent another ellipsis.

Chen Mo continued typing.

"And think about it, whatever I say now is wrong. If I say 'I wrote it,' they say I'm faking it. If I say 'I didn't write it,' they say I'm guilty. If I say 'Actually, I traveled from ancient times,' they say I'm mentally ill. So I might as well shut up and let them argue. When they get tired of arguing, they'll naturally disperse."

Su Wanci sent a meme that said, "What you said makes so much sense that I have no reply."

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