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

A silence that lasted for more than ten seconds.

In the studio, the audience, contestants, judges, and hosts all seemed to be frozen in place, completely dumbfounded.

Gu Yun's final, resounding words were still echoing in everyone's minds.

"And they have no right to define our future!"

That's so powerful!

That's amazing.

This has completely gone beyond the scope of a "young diplomats" debate.

This is practically a new era declaration of independence from an ancient Eastern country to the entire Western world!

In the backstage control room, the director was trembling with excitement, not from anger, but from exhilaration.

"Amazing! Amazing! This is the beginning of a godhood!" He gripped the assistant director's arm tightly, his nails almost digging into his flesh.

"Quick! Give Gu Yun a close-up! I want his eyes right now! Yes! That's it! A look of dominance over the world! The aura of a king!"

"Ratings! Report the ratings!"

"Director! It's surpassed 700 million! The number of people watching online in real time worldwide has surpassed 700 million!" a data clerk shouted in a trembling voice.

"It's still rising! It's rising like crazy! The servers in China are about to crash! Their comments are completely covering the screen!"

The director took a deep breath.

On stage.

After delivering that earth-shattering statement, the coldness and sharpness on his face were once again replaced by a calm and serene smile.

It was as if the imposing, two-meter-eight-meter-tall war god who could take on the whole world was just an illusion.

He strolled back to the podium with an air of nonchalance, then smiled and nodded at the completely petrified host, Mark, as if to say, "Alright, I'm done. You can continue now."

Mark opened his mouth, feeling his throat as dry as the Sahara Desert.

continue?

How can we continue?

The judges were so humiliated they almost died on the spot, and the contestants from the United States are still reeling from the insults. The entire flow and tone of the show have been completely overturned by you alone. How can it continue?

He looked toward the control room for help, and heard the director's almost roaring instructions coming through his earpiece:

"What are you standing there for! Announce the results! Quick! While this momentum is building, announce the results of the first round!"

Mark snapped out of his daze and finally regained some of his professionalism.

He cleared his throat, trying to make his voice sound less trembling.

"Okay...okay! Thank you...thank you Mr. Gu Yun for giving us a...a thought-provoking...speech." He couldn't find the right words to describe what had just happened.

"So, the debate on the topic of 'historical foundation' is now over!"

Now, let's take a look at the live voting results from the audience!

The images on the large screen behind him changed rapidly.

A huge bar chart appeared before everyone.

The red pillar representing Gu Yun of China, like a giant pillar reaching the sky, went straight to the top of the screen, occupying more than 90% of the screen!

The blue pillar representing Jack from the Lighthouse Nation, along with the pillars of all the other contestants, were pitifully squeezed at the bottom, almost negligible.

Crush them!

Without a doubt, a complete and utter crushing defeat!

"oh--!!!"

The audience erupted in thunderous cheers and applause once again. This result was exactly what everyone had expected.

If Gu Yun can't even win this, then there's no point in having this show.

We won! We won! We're ecstatic! Brother Gu is awesome! China is awesome!

[Ninety percent! Holy crap, what kind of groundbreaking data is this! It's like a game-changer!]

Well-deserved! Who disagrees? Step forward and take a few steps!

[I declare this the most exhilarating debate I've ever seen, bar none! I've already recorded Gu Ge's speech and I'm going to listen to it on repeat a hundred times!]

[Check the international internet right now! It's gone viral! "Banana" and "Define the Future" are now the top two trending search terms!]

[Hahaha, netizens in the US have lost their temper! They're all calling Gu Yun a "Wolf Warrior" and a tyrant. It's hilarious! Our Wolf Warrior is just so handsome!]

From now on, Brother Gu has a new nickname—King of Trolls! Who agrees? Who disagrees?

[No objections! Unanimously approved! Gu Yun, the "King of Comedy," officially ascends the throne today!]

Amidst thunderous cheers, host Mark announced the final results of the first round.

"Without a doubt! The winner of this round is—Mr. Gu Yun from China!"

Gu Yun faced the camera and once again revealed his signature, harmless, and refined smile, bowing slightly in greeting.

He looked as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with him.

Jack stared at the glaring data on the big screen, then glanced at Gu Yun, who was radiating brilliance on the stage.

He felt a surge of blood in his chest, and with a "whoosh," he spat out a mouthful of blood. His vision went black, and he fell straight backward.

"Quick! Medical personnel! Jack has fainted!"

The scene immediately descended into chaos.

Meanwhile, Professor Robert, supported by staff, left the judging panel looking dejected.

His blood pressure reportedly spiked, requiring immediate emergency care.

One debate brought down two people.

Gu Yun's debut performance came to an end in a way no one could have imagined.

He not only won the debate and gained approval ratings, but more importantly, he declared to the world in the most forceful and direct way:

That era of gentleness, kindness, respect, frugality, and humility is over.

From today onward, you must learn to communicate with Chinese people in a new way.

The program had to be temporarily interrupted due to this unexpected incident, and entered a "GG" period.

Gu Yun stepped off the stage and returned to her seat.

The other contestants watched him walk over, their eyes filled with complex emotions.

There was awe, fear, curiosity, and... a deep-seated hostility.

Especially the Japanese player, Yamamoto.

He looked at Gu Yun with eyes as cold as a venomous snake.

He knew that he couldn't rely on the United States, his ally, for verbal sparring.

Next, we'll have to rely on him.

He was determined to get his revenge and make that arrogant Chinese man pay the price!