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

"How beautiful is my young China, as timeless as the heavens! How magnificent are the youth of China, as boundless as the nation!"

boom--!

As the last word fell, everyone felt a jolt of electricity run from the soles of their feet to the tips of their hair.

Academician Wang stood below the stage, his palms clapping until they were red, his eyes burning with emotion, repeatedly muttering, "Good lad, good lad indeed."

He had seen too many exceptionally talented juniors, but never one like Ji Bai who could blend knowledge, integrity, and a sense of national responsibility so seamlessly.

He was still on edge during the first part of the debate between the old and the young, but as he listened to the rest, he was filled with shock and pride.

Many of the academicians in the audience, who were over sixty years old, were initially shocked by the saying "old people are like opium," but when they heard "when the youth are strong, the nation is strong," they couldn't help but applaud.

They dedicated their lives to academia and understood the weight of passing on knowledge.

Youthful vigor is never a denial of the older generation, but rather a means of taking on responsibilities and striving for higher and farther goals.

Sir Wiles gazed at the young man's tall, upright figure on the stage, remaining silent for a long time before suddenly turning to look at Terence Tao:

"Tao, what do you think about me buying a house here and settling down? I want to see with my own eyes how far this young man, and this country, can go."

Tao Zhexuan smiled, his eyes filled with emotion: "I like the youthful spirit here, not youthful arrogance, but the sharp edge that carries the weight of family and country in its bones. Such soil will never lack miracles."

William, standing beside him, sighed deeply, his tone filled with genuine admiration: "I used to think he was just a math genius, but now I understand that genius isn't just about the brain."

"A nation capable of nurturing such youths is destined to stand at the pinnacle of the world!"

Charles stood in the crowd, his face no longer showing any arrogance.

He finally realized that he had been wrong from the very beginning.

He thought he could keep a young boy in check, but behind that boy was the spirit of an entire nation etched into its very bones.

That is a force that no amount of academic titles or rule-making power can suppress.

……

The live stream chat had completely exploded into a boiling ocean of excitement, with so many comments that the screen was almost invisible.

"My hair stood on end! A scene from the Investiture of the Gods! Absolutely a scene from the Investiture of the Gods!"

"The more satisfying it was to roast people earlier, the more explosive the subsequent upgrade will be! Zhou Laodeng dug a pit, and Ji Shen built a heavenly palace right inside it!"

"The Emperor's words are law! Young China, as timeless as the heavens! Chinese youth, as boundless as the nation!"

"I declare that from today onwards, Ji Bai will be my one and only idol for the rest of my life!"

"Ji Bai! I love you! I'm 166cm tall, 36C bust, A4 waist, peach-shaped butt, and I can cook and warm your bed!"

……

Middle schools across the country have long been abuzz with excitement.

Applause and cheers filled the classrooms and auditorium.

The students blushed, clenched their fists, and their eyes shone like stars.

Some people loudly repeated the last two sentences, some excitedly hugged their deskmates, and some quietly wiped away tears from the corners of their eyes.

They were originally just organized to attend an academic conference, but at this moment, something inside them was completely ignited.

Wow, kids can be this cool!

It turns out that studying is not just about exams and grades; it can also help you stand at the top of the world and bring glory to your country!

The teachers on the podium couldn't help but tear up when they saw the light in their students' eyes.

Having taught for over a decade and recounted countless profound truths, nothing has been as impactful as today's live broadcast and this recitation of "A Young China's Manifesto."

This is the best ideological and political education, the best inspirational education.

At Fucheng No. 99 Middle School, Principal Wang Jianguo stood in the broadcasting room, waved his hand, and his loud voice resounded throughout the entire campus:

"From today onwards, 'When the youth are strong, the nation is strong' will be our new school motto!"

I want every child who graduates from No. 99 Middle School to remember this day, and to remember that our school produced such a young man!

……

The air in that dark conference room was deathly silent.

The keyboard, which had been clattering away just moments before, was now completely silent.

The head of the online trolls turned ashen-faced and slammed his hand on the table, but couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

Taking things out of context? Labeling someone?

How do I deduct it?

They are talking about the responsibilities of youth, the duty to the nation and its people, and the idea that "a strong youth makes a strong nation."

Do you dare say this is inciting conflict between the young and the old? Do you dare say this is disrespecting elders?

are you crazy?

This kind of content, let alone stirring up trouble, will only get you banned by netizens if you dare to say even a single strange thing.

"Boss... what should we do?" The subordinate's voice trembled.

The head of the online trolls gritted his teeth, his face extremely ugly, and squeezed out a few words:

"continue!"

There was nothing I could do; they gave me too much!

……

Scholars from various countries slowly left the Great Hall of the People.

After hearing Ji Bai's resounding speech, the banquet suddenly became dull and uninteresting.

Like the post-orgasmic period... the sage period.

Even the rare state banquet delicacies were not appreciated by anyone.

My mind was filled with the boy's voice and the walls covered with impressive formulas.

Academician Wang walked to Ji Bai's side, patted him on the shoulder with a smile, his tone carrying a hint of lingering fear, yet unable to hide his admiration:

"You're still too impulsive. Just telling the second half would have been shocking enough. Why did you have to say so many hurtful things in the first half?"

"But don't worry, it shouldn't be a big problem. At most, you'll just suffer some injustice."

"Some people won't last much longer!"

Lin Boqian, the head of the Department of Mathematics at Tsinghua University, also came over, pointing at Ji Bai and laughing and scolding:

"You little rascal, who are you calling opium? If it weren't for what you said later that got this old man's blood pumping, I would have dragged you down and given you a good talking to."

"But you need to be prepared, you know what I'm talking about."

Then, students from Peking University, Nanjing University, and others came over and said a few words to Ji Bai.

They phrased it very tactfully.

But Ji Bai understood.

Some of the things I said today were indeed excessive.

But what then?

What can we do?

Young people should stand between heaven and earth, and act only to have a clear conscience.

He said everything he needed to say.

He will not back down an inch from the principles he must uphold.

Even if he is condemned by thousands and criticized by tens of thousands, what does Ji Bai have to fear?

Ji Bai smiled and bid farewell to the group of academicians before slowly walking out of the banquet hall.

The cool breeze of a summer night in Beijing swept over us, slightly dissipating the excitement and heat that had just filled the venue.

He walked down the white marble steps with his hands in his pockets, the streetlights casting long shadows.

As he walked, he suddenly paused, his brow furrowing slightly.

Not right.

It's like they've forgotten something important.

The thought had barely formed when a woman's voice, both commanding and alluring, suddenly rang out from the crowd outside the cordon:

"Ji Bai! I love you!"

The surroundings fell silent for half a second, then countless eyes turned to look in the direction of the sound, even the accompanying security personnel were stunned for a moment.

At the very front of the crowd, a woman with long, wavy hair was standing on tiptoe, waving frantically.

Her tight-fitting bodycon dress accentuated her slender waist and eye-catching long legs, while her red lips shone brightly under the streetlights.

Seeing Ji Bai looking over, her eyes lit up, and she shouted even more confidently:

"I'm a top beauty! You followed me on Weibo! We even exchanged private messages!"

"As long as you're willing to appear on camera and film with me, the subject matter is entirely up to you!"

"Teachers, students, prosecutors, aunties, stepmothers..."

"Wearing a hood or not is fine..."

Ji Bai's face darkened.

Nima!

I remember now!

Is this what the system meant when it said a beautiful woman would confess her love to him today?

I fucking thank you!