"Shi Shuo" (On Teachers), one of the representative works of Han Yu, the foremost of the Eight Great Prose Masters of the Tang and Song dynasties, naturally carries immense cultural value.
While many students are still struggling with their college applications, reading this full-score essay "Shi Shuo" made their heads explode.
People exclaimed in awe, "Why are you so outstanding? Aren't we all just ordinary folks?"
The top ten trending topics on a popular social media platform were almost entirely related to exam results.
[Top 1: "#Shi Shuo# This year's full-score essay, written in classical Chinese by a genius, left professors exclaiming in disbelief.]
[Top 2: "#Top Scorer# This year, a full-score top scorer emerged, but their identity remains unknown. Follow-up reports are ongoing...]
Most of the top trending topics were related to Jiang Che.
[Who on earth is this person? Who scored a perfect mark?]
["Shi Shuo" is absolutely mind-blowing. Is this really written by an ordinary student? I seriously suspect this is a time traveler, actually an ancient top scholar who traveled to the present!]
[Can anyone relate? Our Chinese teacher made us memorize this essay.]
[Haha, same here. My Chinese teacher did the same. You showed off, and now we're suffering.]
[There's always someone better. I thought my 139 in Chinese was impressive, but there's a true master out there.]
[Thanks for the reminder, my mom's already started nagging me.]
"Shi Shuo" has even caught the attention of the education bureau. This is no longer just a simple Chinese essay.
It’s highly possible that it might be included in high school Chinese textbooks in the future.
...
Jiang Che yawned and walked out the door in his pajamas.
At the same time, the reporters and admissions officers gathered at the Jiang family gate stood up.
"Are you Jiang Che?"
"We are from Yan University's admissions office. After reading your essay 'Shi Shuo,' our Chinese department sincerely invites you..."
"We at A University not only invite you but also offer you a 1 million yuan scholarship..."
Jiang Che smirked and casually glanced behind him.
He didn’t say a word, but the five-story mansion behind him spoke volumes.
"Haha, Old Li, your judgment is off. Young Master Jiang is worth billions. Talking about money is almost insulting," someone quipped.
The admissions officers began chattering among themselves.
But soon, their attention was diverted.
Inside the courtyard, a group of beautiful maids in maid uniforms stood in a row, their stunning appearances dazzling everyone.
What... what is going on here?
Of course, the real shocker was yet to come.
Ye Mengyao and Qin Qiaoqiao also stepped out.
"Dear admissions officers, we have no intention of leaving the city. We only want to enroll in Z University here," Ye Mengyao said confidently, unphased by the scene.
The lead admissions officer frowned. "Who are you? We're here on official business, don’t cause trouble."
Ye Mengyao was amused.
"My name is Ye Mengyao, and I’m also a candidate this year."
She loved the spotlight, especially with reporters around. She had to make an appearance.
The Yan University admissions officer was startled. The name sounded familiar.
They had come to Hangcheng not only for Jiang Che but also for a few other top-scoring candidates, one of whom was named Ye Mengyao.
Checking their records, sure enough, Ye Mengyao's name was there.
[Ye Mengyao: 721 points, ranked 5th in the province.]
Instantly, the admissions officer's expression changed.
"Ah, it's Miss Ye! So nice to meet you."
The previous disdain turned into a flattering smile.
"You’re celebrating too early," Ye Mengyao sneered.
She then moved closer to Jiang Che, wrapping her arm around his and leaning against him like a delicate bird.
"Uh..."
This was awkward, extremely awkward. "Miss Ye, we came to Hangcheng for you too. We’d like to invite you to our university..."
"You’re dreaming," Qin Qiaoqiao chimed in, delivering a sharp retort to the admissions officers.
The admissions officers were at a loss. What was going on?
Unlike the admissions officers, the reporters were thrilled.
What had they stumbled upon?
This top scorer was actually dating two girls at the same time? And living in a super mansion?
Even the maids were stunningly beautiful.
This was big news!
A top scholar, a wealthy heir, and a playboy—all rolled into one. It was sensational!
"Jiang Che, what is your relationship with these two girls?"
"Jiang, I heard your father has transferred shares worth trillions in Yuanche Pharmaceutical to you. What are your expectations for the company's future?"
"Jiang Che..."
The reporters' questions were sharp. As journalists, they knew that dry academic news didn’t sell, but juicy gossip did.
...
The admissions officers from Z University in Hangcheng also arrived.
A young man and woman, both visibly excited.
They never imagined such fortune would fall into Z University's lap.
Jiang Che, Qin Qiaoqiao, and Ye Mengyao were all among the top 10 students in the province. While Z University was prestigious, it still lagged behind top-tier institutions like Yan University.
Yet, these students had rejected offers from Yan University and other elite schools to choose Z University?
"Ah, Young Master Jiang, you have excellent taste. Z University is filled with beautiful women, each more stunning than the last," the Z University admissions officer said, clearly understanding how to appeal to Jiang Che.
They had picked up on Jiang Che's preferences—young men naturally liked beautiful women.
Ye Mengyao tugged at Jiang Che's arm, glaring at the admissions officers.
Jiang Che already had enough romantic entanglements. She didn’t want to see any more added to the mix.
......
The news spread quickly. No sooner had the reporters and admissions officers left than Jiang Che's story broke.
People love gossip, and in the face of Jiang Che's identity as a wealthy heir and a top playboy, the title of top scorer and "Shi Shuo" were quickly forgotten.
[Shocking! The rumored full-score top scorer is the son of Hangcheng's richest man!]
[The youngest billionaire? At just 19, he controls Yuanche Pharmaceutical, valued at trillions!]
[Top scorer and a playboy? Surrounded by beautiful women? Truly enviable!]
th】 【No prior gaming knowledge required】【The First Cultivation + Game Design Novel on the Platform】 In a world where the righteous path dominates and crushes the demonic sects, Lu Ze unlocks the "Son of the Demon Path" system. Killing righteous cultivators now grants him power-ups. Wait—deaths in illusions count too? As a former game designer, Lu Ze decides to give the cultivators of this world a little—no, a massive—shock... Sect Elders: "What is this 'Escape from the Demon Sect' game? Why have all our disciples abandoned cultivation to play it??" Elite Disciples: "You're saying... mastering 'Demon Slayer' can help us counter demonic schemes?" Reclusive Masters: "Why did I leave seclusion? Ask that backstabbing rat who ambushed me in 'Eternal Strife' yesterday!" Rogue Cultivators & Civilians: "'Immortal Abyss Action' is addictive! You can even earn spirit stones by loot-running..." Sect Prodigy: "My Dao heart is unshakable... except for that cursed black hammer." Royal Scions: "Can skins have stat boosts? I’ll pay 10,000 spirit stones for one!!" Sect Leader: "WHO IS CORRUPTING MY DISCIPLES?!!!"
or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
