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Chapter 85 The Best Answer
"Yanzi, you spoke too fast. I didn't remember everything."

Su Ya lowered her voice and asked, "Can you please repeat the content of the speech again?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone reacted.

"can."

Looking at their expectant eyes, Fang Yan nodded.

In an instant, everyone took out their pens and papers.

Su Ya narrated in dialect while Luo Yihe, Bai Ruoxue and others took shorthand. Soon, she was the first to finish recording the speech of more than a thousand words. She did not have time to stay at home for even a second and had to return to school immediately.

"Are you leaving now? Without saying hello to Aunt Zhao?"

Fangyan reminded quietly.

"I've already told my mother."

Su Ya couldn't wait to have this speech published in the Yenching University newspaper. She didn't want to delay for a moment and stared at him:

"Yanzi, your speech today was really inspiring."

"It's just a dream, there's still a long way to go."

Fangyan didn't know why, he was clearly trying to trick others into drinking chicken soup, but he ended up tricking himself and ended up drinking a bowl of it as well. At this moment, he was deeply immersed in the excitement and couldn't extricate himself.

As the sun sets, its afterglow falls on the old locust tree in front of the door.

Human figures were cast obliquely on the ground. Bai Ruoxue, Luo Yihe and others walked away slowly, one step at a time, under the gaze of Fangyan.

After taking a few steps, Luo Yihe suddenly turned back:
"Teacher Fang, your dream is also the dream of all of us! Reform and prosperity, and the rejuvenation of China, we will always keep in mind!"

"Everyone be careful on the road, see you!"

Fangyan waved and smiled.

Everyone turned back and waved to him as they walked, until they turned into the alley and could no longer see him.

"Ruoxue, I cried just now."

Tang Shengnan couldn't help but sigh: "When do you think Teacher Fang's dream will come true?"

“I don’t know, but I firmly believe that one day it will happen.”

Bai Ruoxue shook her head and said, "Just like what Teacher Fang said, we must be confident. We must have confidence that China can be revived!"

"You're right!"

"When I think of what Teacher Fang said just now, I am so excited and excited that my blood is burning."

“I feel that this speech cannot be enjoyed exclusively by us.”

"Isn't Suya going to publish it in our school newspaper?"

"I think it's not enough to just publish it in the school newspaper. More people should be able to read and listen to Teacher Fang's speech!"

"........."

Luo Yihe and others were discussing how to expand the scope of dissemination, preferably nationwide. Bai Ruoxue's eyes sparkled:

"Remember 'Huaxia Youth'?"

"How could I not remember?"

Tang Shengnan said, "Last year's 'The Road of Life Is Getting Narrower and Narrower' sparked a huge discussion about life. You and I both wrote letters to the editorial department, and more than one."

“I have written that, too.”

"me too."

As soon as these words were spoken, most people immediately responded in agreement.

"You want to submit this speech to Huaxia Youth!"

Su Ya's eyes suddenly lit up.

Bai Ruoxue said, "Don't you think this is the best response to "Why is the road of life getting narrower and narrower?" At least I haven't seen a better speech than Teacher Fang's."

"But Pan Xiao's letter is fake."

Tang Shengnan said this out of the blue.

"Fake?!"

Su Ya and others widened their eyes.

"Yes, Pan Xiao is not the real Pan Xiao, but a fabricated Pan Xiao. This letter came from a young man named Pan and a female comrade named Huang Xiaoju. The editorial department of Huaxia Youth pieced their letters together and processed and polished them into this."

Tang Shengnan said helplessly: "This is actually a scam."

“These are the people who study journalism.”

When Luo Yihe and others heard this, they took a deep breath.

"Although Pan Xiao is fake, the dialect is real. Teacher Fang's speech is real and full of true feelings. This cannot be fake!"

Bai Ruoxue looked around and asked, "What do you think?"

"That's fine with me."

Su Ya smiled slyly and said, "Can you wait until the school newspaper is published before passing the newspaper to Huaxia Youth?"

"Haha, let's do it!" "The first place must go to our Yanda University!"

Everyone present agreed.

Two days later, the Yenching University Journal was published.

Fangyan's speech was not only on the front page, but was also split into a series of articles including "Why do we have national confidence?", "I have a Chinese dream", "Exclusive interview with "The Splitting of the Great Qin": Chinese cultural confidence and literary mission", "Creating for the rejuvenation of China", etc., with full pages of focus on reporting and commenting.

The popularity of "The Qin Empire: Rise of the Qin Empire" had always been high, and this time, it once again ignited the entire Yanda University, making it completely boiling.

When the name of the dialect became widely known in Yanyuan, a copy of the Yenching University Journal was also delivered to the Huaxia Youth.

In the editorial department, Ma Xiaodong rushed into the editor-in-chief's office as soon as he saw the content, and even forgot to knock on the door:

"Teacher Guan, please take a look at this manuscript!"

"Hey, Old Ma, didn't I tell you not to disturb me now?"

Guan Zhihao sighed.

I was really troubled by Pan Xiao's letter.

In more than a year, because of the great discussion on life initiated by Pan Xiao, "Huaxia Youth" received more than 6 letters and edited and published more than 110 articles from more than 110 readers. The circulation also increased from 325 million for the whole year to 397 million.

But since Pan Xiao's identity was exposed and the credibility of the manuscript was questioned, things have been moving in the opposite direction.

Originally, the editorial department had no intention of concealing anything and had explained the facts of the letter to all major news organizations, which was to integrate Huang and Pan's manuscripts to create a typical representative "Pan Xiao".

Not a real person, but a symbol.

But unexpectedly, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse. Instead of providing good guidance, the majority of young readers lost their sense of direction in life. They didn’t know where to go, and became confused, negative, and disappointed…

In such a passive situation, the superiors instructed the editorial department to end the incident as soon as possible to avoid causing more negative social impacts.

But it’s not easy to end it!
"Huaxia Youth" is a bimonthly magazine. As the deadline for the latest issue is getting closer, Guan Zhihao feels helpless.

“You have to watch it, and watch it immediately.”

Ma Xiaodong slapped the newspaper on the table: "We have found our life-saving straw! This is the final masterpiece we want!"

"Really?"

Guan Zhihao picked it up half-believingly and read for a long time, his face sometimes excited, sometimes heavy, and suddenly he sighed: "We also have this Chinese dream."

"The Dream of Chinese Renaissance! The word 'renaissance' is used so well!"

Ma Xiaodong praised: "This dialect is really good for eloquence. He said everything that all of us Chinese people have in our hearts."

Guan Zhihao thought for a moment and said, "Well, let's use it as the finale of this great discussion on life in Huaxia Youth!"

"I'll make the arrangements right away. This time our focus will be on 'Youth's Life' and 'China's Rejuvenation Dream'."

Ma Xiaodong picked up the newspaper and was about to leave in a hurry.

"and many more."

Guan Zhihao stopped him and said, "Put the song "Love Life" at the end of your speech."

""love lifes"?!"

Ma Xiaodong knew this poem, but he didn't know it was written by Fangyan. "What! Fangyan means 'Yanzi'?"

"Yes."

Guan Zhihao smiled slightly.

Ma Xiaodong thought for a moment, nodded and said, "This poem is quite appropriate for the occasion. It is indeed very suitable to be included in the manuscript."

The two looked at each other, then turned their eyes to the Yenching University Journal, and saw the following sentence written on the front page:
“Whenever the country faces life and death.”

"People in southern Hunan say that if China is to perish, everyone in southern Hunan must die. People in northern Shaanxi say that a good man should not fear death for his country..."

"People in Sichuan and Chongqing say they will not return to Sichuan until the foreign enemies are defeated."

"People in southern Henan say that the country is in ruins, so why should I care about my head?"

"People in northern Ji say that Yan and Zhao have always been home to many generous and tragic people."

"........."

"People in eastern Guangdong are ruthless and don't talk much. They can eat the flesh of barbarians when hungry and drink the blood of foreign enemies when thirsty with just a kitchen knife!"

Looking at the school newspaper, Fang Hong couldn't help but sigh: "Well written, really well written." She glanced at Fang Yan from the corner of her eye, "I'm just wondering, Yanzi is a great writer, how come your writing level is so poor, how did you get this score, how could you write it!"

"me……"

Fang Yan looked at Su Ya aggrievedly.

"Sister Hong, Yanzi's composition was not as good as Yanzi's back then. Her foundation is just a little weak, so there is a lot of room for improvement."

"Forget it, let's not talk about her."

"By the way, Sister Hong." Su Ya looked around, but could not see Fang Yan. "Where did Yan Zi go today?"

Fang Hong smiled and said, "Oh, he said he was going to the hospital to visit his teacher, the one I mentioned when I watched Love in Lushan last time."

　Thanks to the netizen named Wang for the 3000 Starting Coins.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)