I feel right at home in the world of the courtyard house.

Inside the Yenching University campus, several students wearing red armbands, dressed in Liberation uniforms and caps surrounded Li Jing'an, looking him up and down.

"You really are... someone from the Cultural Revolution group?"

Li Jing'an glanced at them and said slowly, "Yes, I came from the Cultural Revolution group. Who is the person in charge at your Yenching University?"

"Me!" A young man squeezed in from outside, stood in front of Li Jing'an, and looked him up and down. "Comrade, what can I do for you?"

Li Jing'an laughed heartily: "Then what should I call you? I should call you Comrade Commander!"

Several classmates around him also started laughing.

Li Jing'an put away his smile and said seriously, "It's like this, the Cultural Revolution Group highly approves of the Yenching University Commune you established at the school, as well as the work you did and the movements you carried out, and highly praises you."

"What? Really?" A girl asked excitedly.

"Yes. I was sent by Deputy Leader Zhang of the Cultural Revolution Group. Deputy Leader Zhang fully approves of you, and most importantly—the leader also approves of you and your movement."

Upon hearing this, the surrounding Red Guards became excited. Some clenched their fists, some bit their lips hard, and their eyes shone brightly.

Li Jing'an continued, "Deputy Team Leader Zhang sent me here for two reasons: first, to learn about your organization, and second, to express some expectations for you."

"So, what does Deputy Team Leader Zhang mean...?" The young man addressed as "Commander" stepped forward, his gaze intense, "Is there anything we could have done better?"

Li Jing'an glanced at him and shook his head: "It's not that you're not good enough, it's that your vision is limited. The leader sees you as hope, as hope for the future of the Chinese revolution, but what about you? You're still stuck in this small world of schools. Deputy Group Leader Zhang is very disappointed in this."

He paused, then raised his voice slightly: "The old bureaucrats and capitalist roaders are now rampant, controlling power at all levels of government. We urgently need a new force to break this deadlock. Deputy Group Leader Zhang originally thought you were the spark that could spread throughout the country. But you haven't realized your own strength, nor have you figured out which path to take."

Li Jing'an raised his hand and pointed into the distance: "I also saw your slogans—'Defend the Leader, Defend the Party Central Committee.' But you're just here on campus, how can you defend them? Who can you defend here? Fight the teachers, put up big-character posters? Please look outside, there's a vast world beyond the campus!"

These words were like a bucket of oil poured into a fire, and the surrounding Red Guards all became excited, buzzing among themselves, with some already clenching their fists and whispering their approval.

The "commander" had his eyes shining, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and he stared intently at Li Jing'an as if he were looking at a guiding light.

"So what do you think we should do?"

Li Jing'an looked around, lowered his voice slightly, but spoke clearly: "I believe your first priority now is to leave the campus and start a revolution. Overthrow the old organization and establish a new order."

He held up one finger: "The first target should be the public security, procuratorate, and courts. They are the henchmen and tools of the capitalist roaders in oppressing the people. Only by cutting off the black hands of these capitalist roaders and deterring those old warlords and bureaucrats can we move on to the next step—to create a high tide of movement in all walks of life, and then take back all the power that belongs to the people from the capitalist roaders!"

He spoke faster and faster, his voice growing louder: "A single spark can start a prairie fire. Across China's vast land, it will unleash an overwhelming force, completely rewriting the power structure and protecting the fruits of the revolution!"

Before he finished speaking, the surrounding area erupted in chaos.

"Commander, I think he's absolutely right! Let's do it!"

"Yes, Commander! Wasn't that why we established the commune in the first place?"

The "commander" extended his hand, signaling for silence.

"What is your position in the group? What is your name?"

Li Jing'an waved his hand, looking as if he didn't want to take credit: "Hey, I was just a messenger, an ordinary clerk. These ideas all belong to Team Leader Zhang, it has nothing to do with me—I just polished it up a bit."

The "commander" didn't press further. He turned his head, looked at the students around him, suddenly raised his right arm high, and shouted:

"Defend the leader! Defend the Party Central Committee!"

The surrounding students seemed to be ignited, and they shouted in unison, their voices shaking the leaves.

"Down with the capitalist roaders! Establish a new order!"

When the second slogan was shouted, the entire campus erupted in cheers, like a pot of boiling water about to overflow, bubbling and gurgling.

Meanwhile, Li Jing'an had already slipped out of the crowd, concealing his merits and fame.

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Li Jing'an returned to the car and looked out the window at the campus. More and more students had gathered, a dark mass, and the shouts of slogans came one after another, making the car window glass tremble slightly.

His lips couldn't help but curl upwards, and his eyes reflected the throng of heads, as if he were seeing some delightful sight.

He turned his gaze away and looked at the new name that had appeared in his cheat system—Zhang Qiuqiao.

The three words lay there quietly, glaringly obvious.

He suddenly seemed to remember something, his face darkened, and he cursed inwardly: "That old bastard surnamed Wei."

I always thought it was because your rank and power were too high that the "golden finger" couldn't add your name. But look at Zhang Qiuqiao—at this point, in terms of influence and power, who wasn't greater than you? He still got his name added, didn't he?

It seems that's not the reason.

So it was you who never thought highly of me from the start.

Li Jing'an clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white and his teeth clenched so hard they made a grinding sound.

Fine. If you're unkind, don't blame me for being unjust.

He's flipped the table! Nobody eats!