The night before the college entrance exam results were released, I redeemed my Peking University ad

"Your name is Nannan? Don't run around like that next time, it's dangerous near the water."

Everyone turned to look in the direction of the sound.

A young man, dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, walked out from the end of the corridor. He was tall and straight, and was carrying a little girl who was soaking wet in his arms.

The little girl's hair was wet and stuck to her cheeks, making her look like a little porcelain doll that had been soaked. She nestled obediently in the boy's arms, still clutching the little silver spoon tightly in her hand, not letting it go at all.

"My little girl!"

The old lady's eyes instantly reddened, and she quickly went to greet her.

"grandmother!"

The little girl pouted, stretched out her little arms and rushed into the old lady's arms, her eyes reddening with grievance.

"Oh my little darling, where have you been? Why are you all wet?"

The old lady hugged her granddaughter tightly, touching her all over, her voice still filled with lingering fear.

The little girl bit her finger, timidly trying to speak clearly, only mumbling "butterfly...water..."

At this moment, Ji Bai spoke up, his tone very calm: "She slipped and fell into the ornamental pool in front of her. The water wasn't deep; she was just startled."

He originally wanted to find a quiet place to get some fresh air during a break from rehearsals, but somehow he ended up walking towards the water feature to the north. Just then, he heard a splashing sound and instinctively scooped the child up.

The old lady's heart skipped a beat. Although the pool was shallow, the child was so small. If he choked on the water and hit his head, the consequences would be unimaginable.

She held her granddaughter tightly, making sure she wasn't hurt, before looking up at Ji Bai, her eyes filled with genuine gratitude:

"Young man, thank you so much! If it weren't for you today, my little girl would have suffered terribly!"

"It was nothing," Ji Bai smiled.

After saying that, he nodded slightly and turned to walk back.

Watching the boy's figure disappear around the corner of the corridor, the head of security breathed a sigh of relief and turned to say, "Madam, now that Miss has been found safe and sound, is it... necessary to check the surveillance footage?"

The old lady shook her head, her eyes darkening, her tone leaving no room for argument:

"No! Immediately, right now, show me the surveillance footage from around the water feature."

"……yes!"

Less than two minutes later, security personnel rushed over with a tablet and pulled up the live surveillance footage.

In the video, the little girl seems to be chasing something, running forward with unsteady steps.

When I got to the edge of the pool, my foot slipped and I fell straight in.

There were few people around the pool to begin with, and now it was completely deserted. The child was splashing around in the water, about to slip into the deeper part.

Just then, Ji Bai walked over from the side of the screen. Almost without stopping, he quickly stepped forward, bent down, and scooped the child up. His movements were swift and efficient. He also picked up the small spoon that the child had dropped into the water.

The whole thing took only a dozen seconds, and I caught it perfectly, without missing a beat.

After reading it, the old lady breathed a long sigh of relief, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on her back.

It was just a tiny bit off.

If the boy had left half a minute later, or hadn't come this way at all, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

She no longer cared why the child was running around.

Children are naturally active and energetic; there's no way to keep them under control.

The old lady hugged her granddaughter tighter, gently patted her back to comfort her, and then looked up at her side.

"Go check this boy's information."

You should really thank them!

……

Meanwhile, behind the fire door of the equipment room in the Great Hall of the People, a man wearing a name tag that read "Verification Conference Organizing Committee" huddled in the shadows.

The phone was held tightly to the ear, the voice kept extremely low, but the eagerness in the tone was still palpable even through the phone.

"Don't worry, everything has been arranged."

The man unconsciously bent over as he spoke, even though the person on the other end of the phone couldn't see his posture at all.

"The two load-bearing screws on the light fixture directly above the stage have been replaced with substandard ones."

"We didn't replace everything, because replacing everything would be too obvious. We only replaced the most critical load-bearing screws."

"When the conference is halfway through tomorrow, the light stand will expand due to the heat, and the inferior screws will loosen first, causing the entire light stand to break in the middle, crashing right where Ji Bai is standing."

"Don't worry, it won't hit anyone, but it'll scare him half to death."

"The microphone was also tampered with."

"I had someone remove the insulating pad at the bottom of the wired microphone and loosen the grounding terminal."

"There won't be any problems during the sound test, but once the current load is applied, the metal casing will become slightly electrified."

"The current isn't strong enough to kill him, but it'll be enough to give him a run for his money!"

"Also, for the three steps of the dais, we applied a very thin layer of lubricant to the top step..."

"The chalk was mixed with chili powder..."

The man became more and more excited as he talked.

The purpose of this series of punches is not to injure anyone, but to disrupt their rhythm and break their mentality.

In their eyes, even the most talented person is still just an eighteen-year-old boy. If things keep going wrong, he's bound to panic and make mistakes.

When the time comes, the online backlash will be overwhelming, and the Investiture of the Gods Conference will turn into a complete disaster.

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to say something affirmative, and the man's smile deepened.

"Oh, please, go ahead!"

"Tomorrow's conference is sure to be amazing!"

"No matter how smart he is, he's still just an eighteen-year-old kid. Once his mentality collapses, what's the point of giving any proof!"

"Then the whole internet will be a laughing stock of him making a fool of himself. Let's see how he can still be considered a god then!"

After hanging up the phone, the man patted his employee badge and swaggered back into the staff, waiting to see what would happen tomorrow.

……

On the other side, Ji Bai strolled leisurely back to the main venue.

"Where have you been? I've been looking for you for ages," Academician Wang asked.

"Let's go out for some fresh air," Ji Bai said with a smile.

Academician Wang patted Ji Bai on the shoulder, his face full of anticipation: "Alright, the procedures are all done. Go back to the hotel early today to rest and get plenty of energy. Speak freely tomorrow and don't feel pressured."

"OK."

Ji Bai nodded and was about to leave.

Suddenly, he stopped and looked at the large lights on the platform.

"Old Wang, that light upstairs...it can't fall down tomorrow, can it?"

Academician Wang was taken aback for a moment upon hearing this, then burst into laughter.

This child is so abstract!

"Nonsense! This is all original equipment from the Great Hall of the People, inspected every two weeks. It's sturdier than your bed! It wouldn't even wobble, let alone fall down..."

"boom--!!"

Before Academician Wang could finish the last word "shake," a loud bang was heard overhead, and a huge LED light assembly with its wires slammed down half a meter in front of the podium.

The lampshade shattered into pieces, with glass shards flying far away and kicking up a cloud of white dust.

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

Academician Wang was stunned!

He glanced at the shattered lamps on the platform, then at Ji Bai, and his lips twitched.

No, is your mouth blessed?

Ji Bai touched his nose, looking completely innocent: "Um, would you believe me if I said I was just guessing?"

Academician Wang, his face dark with irritation, said, "Try guessing again and let me see."

Ji Bai pointed to the microphone: "What era are we living in? Still using wired microphones? What if there's a glitch?"

Academician Wang was speechless: "What do you know? Wired signals are the most stable; they never drop out. They're a million times more reliable than wireless!"

He walked over and picked up the microphone: "Besides, how could there be a leak, electricity, electricity, electricity..."

The moment his fingertips touched the microphone stand, Academician Wang shuddered violently, his hair almost standing on end.

He was shaking so badly it was like he was on vibrate mode, the microphone was hissing and sparking blue, and even his beard was trembling.

With quick reflexes, Ji Bai rushed forward and delivered a precise sweeping leg kick, sending Old Wang sitting firmly on the ground. He then flicked the microphone away.

With a "thud," the microphone hit the ground and was still crackling with electricity.

Academician Wang rubbed his backside as he got up from the ground, giving Ji Bai a resentful look:

"Flicking a child's valve stem and kicking an old man's tail—Ji Bai, are you quite skilled at that?"

"The situation is urgent, the situation is urgent."

Ji Bai suppressed a laugh and reached out to help him up: "It's mainly because you walk too straight, Mr. Wang. If I don't knock you over, you'll be dancing disco while holding the microphone."

Joking aside, Academician Wang dusted himself off and his face instantly darkened.

One is a coincidence, two... are they still coincidences?

"Ji Bai, take another look, is there any other problem..."