"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!]
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
