"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!]
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
