As soon as Xu Zhuohua and Xiao Wuxin entered, Lin Shuwen walked over as if she had seen a treasure, circling around them and her smile grew wider and wider.

"Ze Peng, look at you, you've been in the library for so long and you're not as insightful as a girl, hehehe."

Lin Shuwen's smile was like that of a villain.

Xiao Wuxin, courtesy name Zepeng.

Xu Zhuohua had always thought Xiao Wuxin's name sounded nice, and the characters were also good. "Runze Pengcao" means nourishing the common people at the bottom of society, just like his future path.

Xiao Wuxin smiled awkwardly: "Sir, you're making fun of me again."

Lin Shuwen patted his shoulder, "This is my recognition of you."

Historically, Lin Shuwen's actions had a great influence on Xiao Wuxin, and he could even be considered Xiao's mentor. The two had a relationship that was both that of teacher and friend.

Xu Zhuohua looked at the two of them, her heart filled with joy and surprise.

What an honor it is to have two figures from the pages of modern history standing right before you.

Lin Shuwen looked at Xu Zhuohua, her admiration evident in her eyes, and smiled, "Xu Zhuohua, your words today are exactly what I felt in my heart. I'd like to ask, how did you come up with that idea?"

Xu Zhuohua was speechless. She couldn't very well say that she was a time traveler from another world, could she?

Does this mean that these theories, which require step-by-step verification, are the truth?

"Well... I've witnessed the desperate plight of the lower classes since I was a child. Being there in person, I'm deeply moved by the rise and fall of the nation and the suffering of the people. So I dream of a future society where everyone is equal."

Lin Shuwen stroked his beard and nodded repeatedly. "Indeed, the rise and fall of the nation is the common people's suffering. Mr. Sun made unprecedented changes, but it is far from enough. It will take a long time to completely change people's thinking."

Xu Zhuohua wholeheartedly agreed.

Xiao Wuxin said, "If we want to change people's thinking, it will take at least three generations of effort."

Xu Zhuohua sighed inwardly.

Peace would take decades, but modern times are far from peaceful. When the Japanese invaded and wreaked havoc, more people would awaken. The more people are pushed to the brink, the more likely they are to find a way out.

But is this kind of awakening good or bad?

Xu Zhuohua dared not draw any further conclusions.

Lin Shuwen, however, is optimistic: "Right now, we just lack a path. The process of finding the path will be difficult, but once we find it, with the indomitable spirit of our nation, we will definitely be able to quickly find a path that suits us."

This speech, delivered with the air of a protagonist, greatly inspired Xu Zhuohua. It turned out that this was the irresistible charm.

Xiao Wuxin said, "Sir, I think what you said is a bit biased. Even if we find that path, we need to adapt it to suit our nation, rather than blindly imitating it."

Xu Zhuohua secretly admired Xiao Wuxin. He was indeed Xiao Wuxin. He was not blindly optimistic, nor impulsive or radical. He even knew that what was suitable was the best, rather than blindly imitating.

No wonder he's the person featured on the title page of a history book.

Well deserved.

Xu Zhuohua talked with Lin Shuwen for a long time, and Xiao Wuxin's tenacious spirit completely moved her.

It's truly reassuring to have such people in the future of China!

Xiao Wuxin and Xu Zhuohua walked along the sycamore-lined path of Aurora College. A gentle breeze carried the unique fragrance of the sycamore trees around them.

Xu Zhuohua felt that her soul had been cleansed.

Xiao Wuxin said, "Zhuohua, I'm really glad that I agreed to Mu Yun's request today to accompany you to class, otherwise I don't know how much longer I would have had to suffer."

Xu Zhuohua smiled and said, "Even without me, you would have figured these things out."

Xiao Wuxin smiled and said, "You're joking. I'm so stubborn and inflexible. I might never understand what you're saying in my entire life."

Xu Zhuohua dared not respond; she felt that Xiao Wuxin was being modest, for he was the founder.

As they talked, they arrived at the entrance of Aurora College.

The first time Cheng Muyun saw Xiao Wuxin walking and laughing with a woman, he was consumed by jealousy.

“Zhuohua!” Cheng Muyun waved his hand.

When Xu Zhuohua saw Cheng Muyun in his military uniform, she was stunned for a moment, and then she took a few quick steps toward him.

God knows why she quickened her pace.

Cheng Muyun's smile reached the corners of his eyes.

"Cheng Muyun, what brings you here?"

Cheng Muyun said, "I'll give you a ride back to the Xu family on my way."

Xiao Wuxin was in a good mood and became more talkative. "The military camp is in the east of the city, and Zhen Dan is in the south. How come it's on the way?"

Cheng Muyun lightly punched Xiao Wuxin, "What's wrong with you today? Is it fun to undermine me?"

Xiao Wuxin said, "Zhuohua shone brightly in class today. Her remarks impressed me greatly. You must cherish this talented woman, Zhuohua!"

Cheng Muyun raised an eyebrow. "Ze Peng never praises people. What earth-shattering words did you say to make him admire you so much?"

Xu Zhuohua smiled sheepishly, "I didn't say anything, I'm just good at summarizing."

Xiao Wuxin's desire to share was overflowing at this moment. He couldn't help but pull Cheng Muyun aside and start saying, "The ways we've always thought of to save the country are all very simple, but we never imagined they're so profound..."

Cheng Muyun immediately raised his hand, "Hey, stop! Don't impose your ideas on me. My beliefs are different from yours. Universal harmony is not what I pursue."

Xiao Wuxin found it extremely boring. "Forget it, I'm not talking to you anymore. You're not interested in anything except fighting and training soldiers."

Cheng Muyun nodded, "You're right."

Xiao Wuxin left, but before he left, he made an appointment with Xu Zhuohua to write an article together at the library the next day.

In the car, Cheng Muyun said somewhat displeasedly, "Don't get too close to Xiao Wuxin."

Xu Zhuohua asked, puzzled, "Why? He's very righteous."

Cheng Muyun frowned. "It is indeed very righteous, but it's too righteous. He's a bit too radical. What he did is tantamount to the act of a traitor to his class. I'm afraid he'll be caught red-handed in the future."

Xu Zhuohua remained silent.

What Xiao Wuxin did was the most correct thing in the world.

They were isolated simply for touching the interests of those powerful and wealthy.

A warlord like Cheng Muyun would never understand, so his fate was death, while Xiao Wuxin's fate was to become a god.

"How was it? Did you get along well at the Xu family's last night?"

Cheng Muyun was still quite worried that Xu Zhuohua would be bullied in the Xu family.

"This is my own home, so there's nothing I'm not used to."

Cheng Muyun pursed his lips, "You're used to living in the ancestral hall?"

Xu Zhuohua looked up in surprise, "How did you know?"

Cheng Muyun turned his head, his eyes deep and cunning. "So, on your first night back home, you were punished by being confined to the ancestral hall, right?"

Xu Zhuohua then realized that Cheng Muyun was bluffing her.

But for some reason, a feeling of grievance suddenly welled up inside me.