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

Back in the lounge, Gu Yun had just entered when he heard a loud "bang".

Colorful ribbons fluttered in the air.

"Brother Gu! Awesome!"

It's a young voice.

Gu Yun looked closely and realized it was his assistant, Xiao Wang.

The young man was so excited that his face was flushed, and he was holding a firework tube that had just been set off.

"Brother Gu, you're amazing! That speech about 'the underlying nature of civilization' has gone viral in China! Your name is in all the top ten trending topics!" Xiao Wang handed his phone to Gu Yun.

"Look, even the central media outlets have praised you, calling you a 'role model for youth in the new era'!"

Gu Yun took the phone and looked at it. Indeed, the entire internet was in an uproar.

Short videos and articles of all kinds are flooding the internet.

Gu Yun: A Lesson in Civilization for the West

$500 vs. Free: This is the Difference in Mindset

Scott faints from shock, while Gu Yun calmly drinks tea.

The comments section is teeming with talented people:

[I suggest we apply for UNESCO World Heritage status for Gu Yun's mouth; its destructive power is greater than a nuclear bomb.]

I think Scott wasn't so much angry he fainted, he fainted from worrying about the money.

[Gu Ge's last look really gave off a feeling of 'I haven't even used my full strength, and you've already collapsed.']

Gu Yun smiled and handed the phone back to Xiao Wang.

"Alright, stop bragging. This is nothing." Gu Yun sat down on the sofa and loosened his tie. "These guys are all talk and no action. When it comes to real trouble, they're all the faster than anyone else to run away."

"That's because you're amazing, Brother Gu!" Xiao Wang said with admiration. "By the way, Brother Gu, Grandpa just called."

"Old man?" Gu Yun was stunned for a moment, then realized that it was the once-renowned old diplomat.

"What did he say?"

"He said..." Xiao Wang imitated the old man's tone, straightening his back, "'This kid didn't disgrace the Gu family! He has some of my style from back in the day!'"

However, we must remain humble and prudent; the real battle lies ahead.

Upon hearing this, Gu Yun felt a surge of warmth in her heart.

In my memory, this grandfather was a very strict person who rarely praised others.

To receive a simple "You didn't embarrass yourself" from him is already extremely high praise.

"Okay, I'll call the old man back."

Just then, there was a knock on the door of the lounge.

Director Frank walked in, his face plastered with a fawning smile.

"Hey! Gu! My superstar!" Frank opened his arms to hug Gu Yun, but Gu Yun dodged him without batting an eye.

"Director Frank, get to the point." Gu Yun pointed to the chair opposite him.

Frank wasn't embarrassed at all, and rubbed his hands as he sat down: "It's like this, Gu. In view of your outstanding performance in the first stage, our production team has decided to give you some additional 'privileges'."

"Privileges?" Gu Yun raised an eyebrow. "Like what?"

"For example... you can have a veto right once for the next phase of topic selection," Frank said mysteriously. "You know, the second phase is about international rules and laws, which might be... a slight disadvantage for you Eastern countries. After all, the modern international legal system was established by the West."

Gu Yun understood the meaning behind his words.

Is this an attempt to do someone a favor?

Or was he trying to test his own confidence?

"Frank, do you think I'm afraid?" Gu Yun looked at him with a half-smile.

"No, no, no, of course it's not fear," Frank quickly waved his hand. "It's just... for the sake of the show's entertainment value. We don't want to see a one-sided massacre... oh no, I mean the competition."

Frank was actually panicking.

He was genuinely afraid that Gu Yun would suffer a crushing defeat in the second stage, leading to a loss of viewers.

After all, the Chinese market now contributes a large portion of the program's viewership.

So he wanted to give Gu Yun a special favor and get him admitted directly to university.

"I appreciate your kind words," Gu Yun waved his hand. "However, there's no need for a veto."

"Since it's a game of rules, let them bring out all the rules."

"I will tell them what 'legal principles' and 'moral principles' are."

"Moreover..." Gu Yun's eyes sharpened, "Who says that modern international law can only be interpreted by the West?"

In this world, some principles are greater than the law.

Frank's heart skipped a beat when he saw Gu Yun's confident demeanor.

Is this guy a monster in this field as well?

He had investigated and found that although Gu Yun came from a diplomatic family, he did not have a systematic legal background.

On the other hand, the Western delegation included several top students from Harvard Law School and Oxford Law School.

Especially Charles, whose family is said to be involved in international arbitration; he's a true "rules player."

"Alright, since you insist..." Frank shrugged, "then I wish you good luck. By the way, tomorrow is our day off, and the production team has arranged a small cocktail party for all the contestants. We hope you can join us."

"A cocktail party?" Gu Yun narrowed his eyes.

Holding a cocktail party at a time like this is definitely not a good thing.

It's likely that those Westerners were desperate after losing and wanted to get back at the table, or pull some kind of alliance or political maneuvering.

"Okay, I'll go." Gu Yun agreed readily.

If we're going to slap them in the face, let's do it both on and off stage, until they submit.

After seeing Frank off, Gu Yun leaned back on the sofa and closed her eyes to rest.

In the first phase, he relied on his historical foundation, industrial strength, and institutional advantages to win a resounding victory.

But the second phase is indeed a tough nut to crack.

International law, the law of the sea, trade rules, human rights conventions... these things are indeed a cage that the West has carefully woven for hundreds of years.

They are both athletes and referees.

To beat them in this field, talking won't do.

We need to find the "bug" in their rules system.

That fatal, hypocritical, double-standard bug.

Gu Yun's mind began to race, searching through his memories and the "dirt" he had accumulated as an angry young man in his previous life.

Suddenly, a wicked smile crept onto his lips.

"Rules? Heh."

"Since you like to talk about rules, let's talk about whether the things lying in your museums comply with the rules."

......

The studio lights went out completely, the noise subsided, and only cleaning staff remained sweeping up the ribbons and waste paper on the floor.

But the online uproar has only just begun.

On major social media platforms around the world, the topic of "Global Young Diplomats" has dominated all the trending lists.

On Twitter, the hashtag #ChinaGu# has garnered over 100 million views.

Not only are Chinese netizens celebrating, but many foreign netizens have also become fans of Gu Yun.

A netizen from the United States posted: "To be honest, I used to hate China and thought they were a threat. But after watching today's program, especially the simulation segment, I suddenly felt that if there really was a zombie virus outbreak, I would like to live in China, at least there I wouldn't have to drink disinfectant."

This tweet has tens of thousands of likes.

An African netizen wrote in broken Chinese: "Brother Gu Yun, you are our hero! Thank you for speaking up for us!"

Of course, there were also many sour comments.

He's just putting on a show! It's a simulation! Real China definitely couldn't do that!

Free vaccines? Don't be ridiculous, that's just a way to win people over! They'll definitely take them back in double the amount later!

Gu Yun is a demagogue! He's dangerous!

But these voices seem so insignificant in the face of the overwhelming praise.

It was already late at night when Gu Yun walked out of the TV station building.

A cool breeze dispelled the heat from his body.

Hundreds of international students and overseas Chinese gathered at the entrance of the building.

They held up the national flag and waited quietly.

The crowd erupted in cheers the moment Gu Yun appeared.

"Gu Yun! Gu Yun!"

"Well done!"

"They didn't bring shame to us Chinese!"

Gu Yun stopped and looked at these enthusiastic compatriots.

He saw that some people had tears in their eyes, and others had shouted themselves hoarse.

He knew that he was representing not only himself on stage, but also them.

It represents every Chinese person who has suffered injustice and disdain overseas and yearns for a strong motherland.

He didn't speak, but simply bowed deeply to the crowd.

This bow speaks louder than a thousand words.

An even louder round of applause and cheers erupted from the crowd.