My whole family is involved in diplomacy, so you dare to flex your muscles?

[Store your brain here and you can exchange it for 10 centimeters of any body part in length, permanently!]

[The content of this novel is purely fictional; please do not take it personally.]

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"Dear viewers, welcome to the world-class reality show, 'Global Young Diplomats,' which is specially supported by the United Nations and involves 197 countries and regions around the world!"

The studio was brightly lit, with a huge circular stage in the center.

With his magnetic voice, the blond, blue-eyed host Mark captivated the audience both at the venue and among hundreds of millions of viewers worldwide.

"Here, we will witness the clash of ideas and the confrontation of civilizations!"

Top young talents from around the world will gather here to engage in a battle of wits, each striving for the glory of their nation!

Below the stage, the contestants' seats were divided according to continents and filled with young people of different skin colors and extraordinary temperaments.

They are all top-tier elites from their respective countries, and a resume from Harvard, Oxford, or Cambridge is just standard here.

Among them, one figure stood out in the seat representing China.

His name is Gu Yun.

His well-tailored dark suit accentuated his tall and straight figure.

Unlike the others, he didn't sit upright or exude a sharp aura. Instead, he leaned back in his chair with a relaxed air and a faint smile on his lips.

His features are handsome, and his temperament is gentle, like a piece of fine warm jade, making people feel good at first glance.

"Wow, look at that handsome guy from China!"

"I checked his information; his name is Gu Yun. He comes from a diplomatic family; three generations of his ancestors were diplomats—a true descendant of a military family!"

"His demeanor is amazing, so gentle and refined, he looks like a reasonable and modest gentleman."

In the stands, many spectators had already begun to whisper among themselves, and some bolder ones had even raised up handwritten support signs.

Meanwhile, the live stream chat in China was also buzzing with activity.

[Here he comes! Finally, Brother Gu has arrived! His looks are absolutely stunning, making him the new face of the diplomatic team!]

[Hey upstairs, stop swooning! This is a globally broadcast debate, not a talent show. I checked, Gu Yun's resume is impressive, but she doesn't seem to have much practical experience.]

[What are you afraid of? Didn't you read the introduction? A family of diplomats! Growing up surrounded by diplomacy, he's bound to be as steady as a rock. And look at his demeanor; he's clearly a gentleman, ready to win people over with virtue.]

Indeed, our China is a great nation, and should possess this kind of magnanimous and generous demeanor, unlike those clownish countries.

[Waaaaah, Mom, I'm in love! This guy looks exactly like my image of an ancient scholar-official—refined and approachable!]

[I hope Gu Yun can perform well. Those people on the foreign internet have been making too much noise lately; this is a good opportunity to deflate their arrogance.]

Seeing how calm he is, I feel confident that this round is definitely going to be a sure thing. I'm looking forward to my brother Gu's eloquent debate with the assembled scholars!

Putting everything else aside, just her looks and demeanor alone are enough to win her half the battle; that's the style of a great nation!

On the other side of the studio, the athletes' seats are occupied by the United States.

A blond young man named Jack curled his lip and whispered to the person next to him, "See that, Yamamoto? That's the representative of China, Gu Yun."

He looks like a gigolo who hasn't been weaned. I really don't know why China would send someone like that.

Yamamoto adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, a sinister glint flashing in his eyes behind the lenses.

He scrutinized Gu Yun carefully and sneered, "Jack, don't underestimate him. I've investigated him; he comes from the Gu family, the most famous diplomatic family in China."

However, precisely because of this, their approach is outdated.

Gentleness, kindness, respect, frugality, and humility? On today's international stage, they are synonymous with weakness and incompetence.

Jack let out a disdainful sneer: "You're right."

He'll have his moment to cry later. What future can a country have that only clings to its millennia-old history and dreams of the future?

Gu Yun naturally couldn't hear their conversation.

At this moment, he was resting with his eyes closed, but his mind was rapidly organizing information about this world.

Yes, he is not from this world.

Before this, he was just an ordinary angry young man on Earth. He got so excited while arguing with someone online that he couldn't catch his breath.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a parallel world that was very similar to Earth, and he had become a Chinese diplomat with the same name.

The original owner's memories told him that the major powers in this world were similar to those on Earth, with China, the United States, Japan, South Korea, and Korea... all having complex and intertwined relationships.

The show he's currently participating in, "Global Young Diplomats," is the hottest global program right now. It's less of a debate and more of a war of national power without gunfire, with incredibly high viewership.

The original owner was a model young man with impeccable family background, a profound family education, and perfect theoretical knowledge. He was determined to showcase the elegance and grace of China on the international stage.

Unfortunately, on the way to the competition, the original owner fell ill due to acclimatization problems and excessive pressure.

Gu Yun received all of the original owner's memories and knowledge, and also inherited his burning patriotism.

However, unlike the original owner, Gu Yun's soul did not contain the words "gentle, kind, respectful, frugal, and modest".

Having spent decades arguing with people online in his past life, he had long understood one principle: to deal with a rogue, you have to be even more of a rogue than him.

Trying to reason with a robber will only make him think you're being noisy.

"Alright! All contestants are ready!" The host's voice rang out again, pulling Gu Yun back to reality.

"According to our agenda, our first item today is on the theme of—the depth of history!"

Every nation's civilization originates from its unique history. Is a nation's history a treasure for development or a heavy burden?

What role does it play in modern society?

Next, we invite representatives from each country to come to the stage in turn to present their views! Each person has five minutes!

As soon as the host finished speaking, the atmosphere in the room instantly became serious.

The first person to take the stage was a representative from a small African country. He talked about tribal traditions and the wisdom of their ancestors, which was nothing special and unremarkable.

Following this, representatives from several European countries took to the stage, discussing the philosophy and art of ancient Greece and Rome, the glory of the Renaissance, and so on, their words filled with arrogance as the "source of modern civilization."

Gu Yun felt drowsy listening to this.

Finally, it was Jack's turn to represent the United States.

Jack strode confidently to the center of the stage. He cleared his throat, a confident yet slightly disdainful smile on his face. His gaze swept across the entire audience, finally pausing deliberately for a moment at Gu Yun's seat.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Jack began, his voice booming, "my views on history may differ from those of many of you here."

He paused, seemingly enjoying the feeling of being the center of attention.

"I believe that being overly immersed in history, especially thousands of years of ancient history, is not an honor for a modern nation, but rather a... burden."

Before he could finish speaking, the entire room erupted in uproar.

Many contestants from ancient civilizations frowned.

Jack, however, didn't care at all; instead, his smile widened even more. That was exactly the effect he wanted.

He turned around, facing Gu Yun, and said with almost undisguised provocation, "Some countries always like to say 'we have a five-thousand-year history,' as if it were some kind of remarkable achievement."

Forgive my bluntness, but what's the use of five thousand years of history? Can it be used to create semiconductor chips?

Can you build an aircraft carrier? Can you bring a prosperous life to your people?

"No, none of that is possible," Jack answered himself, spreading his hands.

"Technology is the key to success, and innovation is the future! When a country only clings to the outdated ideas of its ancestors and dwells on them, its spirit is already dead!"

Such a nation will only wallow in the false glory of the past, and be mercilessly crushed by the wheels of time!

These words were practically an insult directed at China.

The on-site director immediately focused the camera intently on Gu Yun, trying to capture even the slightest hint of anger or embarrassment on his face.

But Gu Yun's face still held that calm and serene smile, and he even nodded slightly with interest, as if listening to some interesting crosstalk.

Now it was Jack's turn to have some doubts.

Why isn't this guy reacting at all? Is he paralyzed with fear?

Or did you simply not understand what I was saying?

The live broadcast room in China was already filled with rage.

[Holy crap! What is that golden retriever barking at? It's calling out names!]

[Damn it, I'm so angry! This bastard is too arrogant! So what if it's 5,000 years of history? What's it to you?]

[Is this what the so-called elites of the US are? Utterly ill-mannered and arrogant! I really want to rush in and tear his mouth apart!]

Why isn't Gu Yun fighting back yet?! Hurry up! Talk to him! What's with all the composure at a time like this?!

[I'm so anxious! Look at him, still laughing! Bro, stop laughing, get up and beat him up!]

[Damn it, judging from Gu Yun's reaction, he's probably a pushover. He's been humiliated to his face and doesn't even dare to talk back.]

[No way, they're going to lose this badly in the first game? I can't even watch anymore...]

On stage, Jack delivered what he considered a brilliant speech and walked off the stage amidst a mix of applause and boos. As he passed Gu Yun, he shrugged smugly and mouthed two words to him.

"Loser."

At this moment, the smile on Gu Yun's lips finally became somewhat intriguing.

Host Mark walked onto the stage, trying to control the situation: "Thank you, Mr. Jack, for bringing... well, a very 'modern' perspective."

Next, let's welcome Mr. Gu Yun, the representative from China! What thoughts will he bring us? Let's give him a round of applause!

Under everyone's gaze, Gu Yun slowly stood up and straightened the collar of his suit.

He didn't immediately walk to the center of the stage, but stood still, calmly looking at Jack who had just sat down.

The whole world seemed to be waiting for his first words.