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All eyes in the class were on Su Bai.

The air seemed to freeze.

The classroom, which was noisy just a moment ago, is now so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone craned their necks, eager to see what earth-shattering masterpiece Su Bai would produce.

As Su Bai wrote more and more characters, the students' expressions began to turn strange.

At first, there was confusion, then astonishment, and finally, someone couldn't hold back anymore.

"puff!"

A boy wearing glasses in the first row was the first to lose his composure. He covered his mouth tightly, but his shoulders were shaking uncontrollably.

That suppressed laughter seemed to be a signal.

When Su Bai wrote the last word, the sixteen-character title was fully presented to everyone.

We still don't know the name of the flower we saw that day.

The entire classroom fell into a deathly silence that lasted for three seconds.

It was as if everyone's brain had crashed from processing this excessively long line of information.

Three seconds later.

"boom--!!!"

The bursts of laughter, like a torrent, instantly engulfed the entire lecture hall!

"Holy crap! Hahahaha! This is the title? Such a long name? Are you writing prose poetry?"

"My God, has Su Bai gone mad? Sixteen words? How did he come up with that?"

"Just looking at this name makes my scalp tingle with embarrassment!"

Undisguised contempt, like countless sharp needles, pierced Su Bai from all directions.

The department head, Chen Guodong, who was sitting on the highest platform, had a face so dark it looked like ink could drip from it.

He gripped the thermos in his hand, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.

To pander to the crowd!

This is practically rubbing his face, the department head's face, into the ground repeatedly!

Graduation projects are such a serious undertaking!

This Su Bai actually treated it in such a ridiculous way?

However, Su Bai, at the center of the storm, turned a deaf ear to all of this.

His expression remained unchanged, as if the surrounding laughter was nothing more than the annoying buzzing of flies.

At this moment, in his mind, a translucent, azure panel that only he could see was quietly floating.

[S-level script: "We Still Don't Know the Name of the Flower We Saw That Day" has been bound]

[Main Quest Released: Break Down Prejudice]

[Task Description: Animation is not synonymous with childishness, nor is it merely an electronic babysitter for children. Please create and publicly screen this work, using tears and heartbreak to reshape the world's understanding of the word "animation"!]

[Core Mission: Collect Depression Points]

[Depressing Factor: Derived from negative emotions such as sadness, regret, dissatisfaction, and tears evoked in viewers by the plot.]

Looking at the clear task summary on the system panel, a flame called ambition ignited in Su Bai's eyes.

In other words, you can become stronger by making people cry.

He raised his eyes, glanced at the students below the stage who were laughing so hard they were doubled over, and finally his gaze landed on the department head whose face was ashen.

Laugh as much as you want.

The happier you are now, the louder you will cry when the animation is released.

Let's use this "Anohana: The Flower We Saw That Day" to give this world's overgrown animation a little tear-jerking shock!

"Su Bai!"

A furious shout, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, instantly silenced all the laughter.

Chen Guodong suddenly stood up and slammed the thermos cup in his hand heavily on the table with a loud bang.

His eyes widened as he glared at Su Bai, demanding, word by word, "What is this thing you wrote?!"

"Title," Su Bai replied casually, as if he were talking about something perfectly ordinary.

Chen Guodong laughed in anger, pointing at the ridiculously long line of words on the whiteboard, his voice rising with rage.

"Who writes an animated title that's as long and tedious as a foot-binding rag?!"

"Su Bai, I'm warning you! This is your graduation project! It's the stepping stone to your future career! It's not a place for you to spout nonsensical, sentimental quotes! You're just trying to attract attention, you're insulting the word 'animation'!"

As soon as Chen Guodong finished speaking, voices of agreement immediately rose from the audience.

"Yeah, that's so unserious!"

"The director is right, this is not the attitude an animator should have!"

Everyone was waiting to see Su Bai make a fool of himself, to see him get thoroughly scolded, and then slink away to a normal headline.

However, Su Bai simply looked at Chen Guodong quietly, without the slightest hint of backing down in her eyes.

He suddenly spoke, his voice not loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire classroom:

"Director Chen, what kind of animation do you think can be considered healing?"

Chen Guodong was taken aback, clearly not expecting Su Bai to ask him a question in return.

Without waiting for his reply, Su Bai continued, "Is it a fairy tale filled with laughter and joy, without a single twist or turn?"

He paused, his gaze sweeping across the room, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

"True healing is not about forgetting the pain, but about moving forward while still carrying the pain."

"And my work is meant to tear open those wounds called regret that people have deliberately forgotten."

"Then, gently sew it up."

After he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent once again.

The students looked at each other, their mocking expressions still lingering, now tinged with confusion.

Chen Guodong was also confused by Su Bai's mysterious words, but he quickly took it as an excuse that Su Bai was using to save face.

His face grew even uglier, and he practically spat out a few words through clenched teeth.

"Nonsense!"

He tapped on the table and issued an ultimatum.

"If your thesis doesn't meet the 'excellent' standard on the day of your graduation defense, I'll personally reject it! You can expect not to get your diploma!"

These words were already extremely harsh.

The atmosphere in the classroom instantly plummeted to freezing point.

Everyone assumed that Su Bai would back down in the face of such a severe warning.

But to everyone's surprise, Su Bai simply nodded calmly and gently placed the marker back on the podium.

"it is good."

He only said one word.

Then, to everyone's astonishment, he turned around and walked off the stage without looking back.

There was no anger, no argument, not even a trace of superfluous expression.

It's as if Chen Guodong's threat, which could have determined his future, was nothing more than that to him.

Everyone was filled with huge question marks.

Is this guy crazy, or does he really have some amazing trump card?

Chen Guodong was so angry that he couldn't speak for a moment, and said with a dark face.

"Su Bai, come to my office after class!"