It was casually described as "a pebble on the road".

He seemed to be standing on a cloud, overlooking the storm he had personally stirred up.

Tell everyone what you're fighting tooth and nail for.

To me, it's just scenery along the way.

What he truly cared about was the nascent charity event and the people willing to lend a helping hand.

Wang De'an finally realized how insignificant all his previous worries and anger had seemed.

He wanted to elevate Jian Shen to a divine status, but Jian Shen was already in a heavenly realm.

"Editor-in-chief..."

Xu Lan spoke, her voice choked with emotion.

"Professor Jian Shen, he is too... too gentle."

"No."

Wang De'an stared at the text on the screen, his fingers lightly tapping the table.

"Xiao Xu, do you think this is gentleness?"

He paused, his voice low:

"This is an arrogance that disdains getting entangled with the mud."

Standing atop the mountain, watching the people below fight and bleed from their heads over a few loose stones, he could only find it laughable.

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the city's dazzling lights.

"Xiao Xu, put this letter on the last page of the 'Miracles of the Namiya General Store' single volume as the final preface."

"Let's use this to put a perfect end to this trouble."

At the same time,

Jiangcheng No.1 Middle School, faculty and staff apartment.

Shen Qingqiu also received the final chapter from Xu Lan through personal connections.

Through their previous letters, she became good friends with Xu Lan, who was also a literature enthusiast.

She sat at her desk, reading the letter over and over again.

"Your life map is a blank sheet of paper..."

These words were like a ray of light, shining into the deepest corner of her heart.

Shen Qingqiu's fingers traced the four characters "teaching according to aptitude" on her lesson plan, her fingertips becoming slightly hot.

She once thought of herself as a gardener with scissors, responsible for pruning away the stray branches.

But now, looking at this letter, she was shocked to realize that...

Perhaps those branches that she considered "superfluous,"

That is the sharp edge that allows this tree to pierce the sky.

She was just a passerby.

All she could do was perhaps put up a sign next to the tree.

Tell him that there may be storms ahead, and that he needs to put his roots deep.

Shen Qingqiu turned off her phone and drew back the curtains.

Outside the window, the moonlight was like water.

She was eager to meet that insightful teacher.

I'm not trying to verify anything; I just want to thank him in person.

She took a deep breath and opened her phone.

Scrolling through the contacts, finally...

My gaze lingered on Professor Li Yuanchao's name.

Perhaps, this literary giant, who also appreciates "profound insight,"

It can help her build a bridge to those mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas.

...

SOHO Future City.

Lin Que closed the "Jian Shen" email account.

For him, the story of "Miracles of the Namiya General Store" has come to an end.

This is a perfect ending.

This not only completely linked the spirit of the grocery store with real-world charitable activities, but also served as a response to the controversy.

As for Fang, the editor-in-chief of "October"?

Lin Que's lips unconsciously curved into a smile.

Of course he knew,

Imagine a dog whose spine has been broken in public, how it would hide in the shadows and glare at you with resentment.

Fang Zhenyun will absolutely not let this go.

But so what?

To crush the opponent in one fell swoop.

It's far better to watch him use every trick in the book, only to find himself trapped in the game he himself had created.

It's more interesting to gradually descend into deeper despair.

The brilliance of "seeing the depths" is so dazzling that it can become fertile ground for even deeper darkness.

He closed his email.

The halo of the gods is already dazzling enough.

It is time... for the world to remember,

The fear of being dominated by hellish demons.

He opened the author backend on Hongguo Novel Network.

The cursor blinked silently on the newly created chapter title bar.

Prior to this,

Editor-in-Chief Fang, I hope you like the "gift" I prepared for you.

...