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The girl was clearly also moved by "The Rural Teacher".

Even if no one had told her, she planned to share this story with everyone.

She ran to the podium in a fit of emotion.

"Then let me read the novel to everyone."

Zhou Rong also pricked up her ears in curiosity.

She also wanted to hear what Li Haoyu had written.

Are science fiction and touching stories linked?

Shouldn't science fiction always be serious?

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As she read, she would write down some memorable quotes on the blackboard.

"Without culture, people become despicable. The poverty and harsh conditions there are certainly disheartening, but what truly makes people feel hopeless is the listless gaze of the mountain people."

"An ignorant and incompetent teacher who passively guides others is a bodyless shadow, a cloud without rain, a source without water, a lamp without light, and therefore empty and devoid of substance."

"The most comprehensible thing about the universe is that it is incomprehensible."

The most incomprehensible thing about the universe is that it is comprehensible.

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At first, everyone was sitting in the audience, quietly discussing the plot of "The Rural Teacher".

At first, they thought the girl who cried was overreacting.

Although Li Haoyu's writing is not bad and the plot seems to flow smoothly, it shouldn't be to the point of making people cry.

Until later, as the plot gradually unfolded...

Teacher Li gradually became more vivid.

Everyone in the classroom was engrossed in the story.

Everyone was moved by this ordinary yet extraordinary rural teacher. He was just an ordinary teacher, yet he was so great and selfless.

Everyone felt the same way.

When his daughter Xiuxiu married Erdan, everyone felt moved and saddened for him; when they read about how he was injured and went to the hospital to find out he had esophageal cancer, they felt indignant and saddened for him.

Neither the villagers' act of selling the machinery for 1,500 yuan nor their attempt to demolish the school building despite obstacles made him consider giving up on Wangjiazhuang.

Even after learning that he had esophageal cancer and would die without surgery, he still thought about using the money to buy books for the children.

The person sobbing with their head down wasn't alone anymore. Everyone's heads had been lowered at some point.

However, some people still spoke up for Zhou Rong, saying, "Although it's very touching, I think it's still a bit far-fetched."

Li Haoyu felt that what this person said wasn't wrong.

The story of a rural teacher who, in the final moments of his life, used his last strength to teach Newton's three laws of motion to several rural children, who ultimately saved the world by a twist of fate.

This is indeed a story of forced cause and effect.

But this is not actually very important in this novel.

Before Li Haoyu could even explain, the person had barely finished speaking.

Some girls in the audience spoke up for Li Haoyu. ♠♟ ➅9şĤ𝐮ⓧ.𝕔Ｏм 🍩😂

"This is a novel, so of course it should be written in a more romantic style. Besides, I think Newton's three laws of motion in the novel are a symbol of knowledge."

"Just like the knowledge we learn now, perhaps not all of it will be applicable. But its purpose is to help you clear away the fog before your eyes and let you see the real world."

"That's the power of learning; the more you learn, the more you see."

"Just like the children in the novel who never need to use Newton's three laws of motion in their entire lives, but when they look up at the starry sky, the world they see is already different."

"The fog of ignorance has been lifted, the stars are swirling in the sky, and the vastness of the universe shines brightly in the heavens." This is what will change their lives.

This prompted Li Haoyu, who was hiding in the back, to give it a thumbs up.

Now even the only person who had spoken up for Zhou Rong fell completely silent.

Even she herself knew that even if one were to nitpick, the novel's shining points could not be concealed.

Zhou Rong's novels are certainly not bad, but compared to Li Haoyu's "The Village Teacher," they are worlds apart.

Later on, everyone started to forget about the previous competition.

They began to appreciate the novel.

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"Captain, are you an idiot?!"

The girl on stage also shouted along with the plot.

The people in the audience who were discussing the plot also quieted down.

The rural teacher has finally come to an end.

Her face also turned bright red with excitement.

The fleet commander was furious. "Are you trying to tell us that a species with no inherited memory, that communicates with each other using sound waves at an incredible rate of 1 to 10 bits per second, can create a Class 5B civilization?!"

"And this civilization evolved on its own without any external support from any advanced civilization?!"

"But, Your Excellency, that is indeed the case."

"But in this state, it's simply impossible for this species to accumulate and transfer knowledge between generations, which is essential for the evolution of civilization!"

"There is a certain number of individuals among them, distributed throughout the population, who act as a medium for knowledge transfer between two generations of life forms."

"It sounds like a myth."

"No,"

The senator said, "This concept did exist in the ancient times of galactic civilizations, but it was extremely rare even then."

"Apart from us, the professional researchers of the evolutionary history of galactic civilizations, very few people know this."

"You mean the kind of individual that transfers knowledge between two generations of life forms?"

"They call them teachers."

"teacher?"

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"So exciting..."

The audience was momentarily at a loss for how to react. 💛🐙 69Ş𝔥Ữˣ.Ćό𝐌 ♖😺

A moment later, everyone applauded enthusiastically.

"Like a mayfly in the vastness of the universe, a grain of millet in the boundless ocean. What a grand concept! I really don't know how they came up with such a concept."

Some people who are more knowledgeable about science fiction commented: "It's truly the ultimate romanticism. I originally thought the teacher wouldn't die, and that the protagonist would definitely save the world, but that didn't happen."

"The ending, which leaves you wanting more, is a blend of science fiction, realism, and the romance of words. It truly captivated me."

The people in the audience started discussing among themselves.

With a sound, the classroom door was pushed open.

The people at the scene fell silent immediately.

It turned out to be their Chinese teacher, Ms. Bai, who walked in with a smile. She had white hair but looked very energetic.

Because his classes are also very interesting and humorous, he has always been very popular with students.

Everyone warmly invited Teacher Bai to sit down.

Actually, this wasn't the first time Teacher Bai had participated in the discussion.

Professor Bai is one of the most highly educated people in this school. However, as a professor of humanities, he is unmatched in his professional expertise.

But she never put on airs and always answered her classmates' questions kindly. She even secretly contributed a lot to the successful establishment of the literary society.

Teacher Bai said, "You're all talking about it so enthusiastically, what kind of work is it? I'd like to see it too."

Soon, the student handed over the manuscript.

Teacher Bai looked down.

Good heavens, who put this whole stack of stuff in there?

At this moment, a girl came over and explained the background of the "competition" to her.

She was very happy to hear that.

I never imagined that such a small after-school activity would have so many stories behind it.

"Let me see how well it is written."

After reading it, Teacher Bai also fell silent.

Old Bai smiled and waved his hand, saying, "I can't comment on that. Anyway, I can't write a story like that."

"If it weren't for the fact that it was written by a young man, I would have thought that some famous science fiction author had published a new work."

In fact, not only the knowledgeable Teacher Bai, but everyone present was also feeling a bit empty.

In the past, during extracurricular activities, everyone would happily recite poems and then comment on each other's work, which was actually quite interesting.

But then came the book "The Village Teacher," and it seemed unlikely that any classroom activity would ever produce a better story than today. Life became dull afterward.

However, the female students present are unaware that novels are actually a treasure of their student years, and most people eventually return to the mundane realities of daily life.

Teacher Bai really loved this manuscript.

She now writes down the story and then goes back to savor it carefully.

Teacher Bai looked up and said, "Are all young people this willful now? Is this the kind of work you're going to produce for our school beauty?"

Teacher Bai's casual remark made all the girls on stage envious.

"Where is this future great writer? I'd like to meet him."

Only then did everyone realize what was happening.

They've been chatting for so long they've completely forgotten the author is still here.

They all turned their gaze to the back row of the classroom.

However, Zhou Rong and Li Haoyu disappeared without a trace.

No one knows when the two of them left the classroom.

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Zhou Rong looked at Li Haoyu, "What exactly do you mean?"

Especially when Li Haoyu pulled him out, he even held his hand.

The two arrived at the maple tree next to the teaching building, and the sound of their footsteps on the fallen yellow leaves was quite pleasant.

Li Haoyu, however, acted as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "Don't tell me you like being surrounded by a bunch of people. If you do, I'll send you back right now."

"Alright, I really don't like it either."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have come out with you."

Zhou Rong nodded, then stared at Li Haoyu, "I lost the bet again. Actually, I knew I had lost before I even finished listening to half of it."

"You don't need to keep talking about winning and losing. There's no such thing as superior or inferior literature."

Li Haoyu looked at Zhou Ying with a smile.

"I thought you were a simple girl who loved literature. How come you can't see through yourself? I don't like the Zhou Rong I remember in that respect."

Zhou Rong shook her head, a hint of dissatisfaction in her eyes, and looked at Li Haoyu. "You're the one who said everything. Weren't you the one who made the bet with me back then?"

She stared at Li Haoyu and said, "Congratulations on winning again."

"Just tell me what you want."

Li Haoyu looked at Zhou Rong in front of him.

Even though she had already lost, she still held her head high like a proud swan.

This is very interesting.

"As the number one beauty in the Guangzi cardboard, what do you think is your most valuable asset?" Li Haoyu didn't directly state the bet, but asked with a half-smile.

Zhou Rong knew that Li Haoyu had no good intentions.

Otherwise, why would he take the initiative to come to the school to find him?

What a scoundrel! His novel is so well-written.

Li Haoyu's previous self-praise was all an act; now it seems it was all utterly fake. It's true, no man is reliable.

At that moment, Zhou Rong suddenly remembered something.

"Oh no, even though we've left, your manuscript is still in the classroom. Let's hurry back."

Li Haoyu waved his hand.

"It's alright. That novel was originally written for you. I had already submitted it to a publishing house in the capital before this. It might even be published soon, so it's fine."

He had already considered the risk of leakage.

However, Li Haoyu took it out in front of so many people.

This is the best guarantee; in this day and age, reputation is extremely important. In some ways, public testimony is even more binding than many contracts.

If Xiao Si (a famous Chinese comedian) came to this era, he probably wouldn't even be able to leave the house before being taken care of by hot-blooded young people.

"However, you wrote this very well this time, and I truly accept my defeat."

Zhou Rong took a deep breath. "Just tell me what you want to ask for. I'll agree to it as long as it satisfies me."

But Zhou Rong had already made up her mind that if Li Haoyu made any unreasonable demands, she would definitely not comply.

If that were the case, Li Haoyu would just be a very talented scoundrel. She wouldn't feel embarrassed to refuse a scoundrel's request.

After Zhou Rong finished speaking, she looked intently at Li Haoyu.

Li Haoyu said directly, "Then I'll be blunt. You should be prepared."

Zhou Rong unconsciously held her breath.

She also wanted to hear what demands Li Haoyu would make.

Are you nervous?

Li Haoyu watched as Zhou Rong nervously swallowed.

I couldn't help but laugh.

"I heard you have a male pen pal. Is it okay if you can never see him alone?"

How did you know I had a pen pal?

Zhou Rong asked with a surprised look.

Li Haoyu immediately shifted the blame to Zhou Bingyi, saying, "Your brother told me, otherwise do you think he would have let me come back to see you just to read books?"

Zhou Rong said angrily, "This is my own business, what right does he have to interfere?"

"Just the fact that he's your brother is enough. Besides, have you ever thought about this? Is the person you travel thousands of miles to see always more important than your family who are with you day and night?"

"Do you really think of yourself as a child?"

Zhou Rong never expected that she would be scolded so harshly by Li Haoyu.

She couldn't even find the words to refute it for a moment.

Li Haoyu didn't stop. "Aren't you feeling very proud of yourself? You've had everything you wanted since you were a child."

"But"

Zhou Rong had only uttered two words.

She was ruthlessly interrupted by Li Haoyu.

"There are no 'buts'. It's right to pursue your own life, but please don't drag others down with you when you do. Only when you can do that do you have the right to say this."

"All I can say is that you don't deserve your family's love right now. You have a bad stomach; you can only eat white flour without getting an upset stomach."

"Do you know how much money was spent, how many people were contacted, and how many connections were pulled in order to get those drugs for you? Do you know any of this?"

"You've always been very happy; it's just that the people who love you are all by your side."

"But is it really worth it to do this?"

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