"I hope that one day, the world... will truly be able to hear the roar of dragons."
Jiang Cheng became emotional as he spoke, and his voice began to choke up.
"I am captivated by our culture and proud of our five-thousand-year-old civilization. I hope that everyone can learn about our culture together and pass on this torch. This is the responsibility of every patriotic student."
Offstage, onstage.
Playground, backstage.
Silence fell.
No one could remain unmoved at this moment.
Can the world truly hear the roar of the dragon?
We don't know, nobody knows.
However, every Chinese student will likely strive to turn this seemingly unattainable dream into reality.
Perhaps, the dragon's roar has already begun.
After a moment of silence and shock, the students stood with their mouths slightly open, some with tears in their eyes.
They were filled with unspoken shock, and their hearts were filled with fervent enthusiasm.
"Splash splash splash!"
Thunderous applause erupted! It lasted for a long time!
It lasted for a full three minutes without stopping!
Jiang Cheng smiled at the ten thousand students and bowed deeply.
Zhao Xuerou gently covered her lips backstage, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
The head of teaching looked at Jiang Cheng with satisfaction.
Sun Yuchen and Qi Feng, sitting in the audience, looked ashen-faced, as if they had swallowed flies!
Jiang Cheng didn't know how he got backstage. After bowing to express his gratitude, he turned and left, only then realizing how terrified he was and how cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Unlike his impassioned speech on stage, he fell silent.
As Jiang Cheng slowly walked backward, countless people still stared at his back, applauding loudly and cheering like a tidal wave.
However, his heart was not as calm as it appeared on the surface. Behind his composed demeanor was an imperceptible panic, and Jiang Cheng's face had become much paler.
"Jiang Cheng, your manuscript and speech were both fantastic! I almost cried just now!" As soon as she arrived backstage, Zhao Xuerou, dressed in a formal gown, exclaimed excitedly, seemingly even more thrilled than if she had given a speech herself.
"That's really good. For someone going on stage for the first time, you've done an exceptional job!" Even the usually strict head of discipline nodded, very satisfied with his performance.
Apart from the brief silence at the beginning, everything else was impeccable.
Jiang Cheng didn't seem particularly happy. He gave an awkward smile, found a chair backstage, sat down, and stared blankly into space.
They hadn't fully recovered from the panic.
Zhao Xuerou didn't notice his unusual behavior and asked with even greater delight, "How did you come up with the idea of giving a speech without a script? How could an ordinary person dare to do that! You're incredibly bold."
He looked up and glanced at Zhao Xuerou.
"You think... I want to speak without a script?"
Both the head of the teaching department and she were stunned by these words.
"What do you mean by that? Isn't this an idea you planned in advance?"
Jiang Cheng remained silent, taking out the few sheets of paper from his pocket and unfolding them…
blank.
The blank space is visible to the naked eye.
There wasn't a single character on it, not even a single stroke!
"What's going on!" The head of the teaching department was stunned for a moment before hurriedly asking.
"Did you bring a blank sheet of paper with you?"
"I had already written the speech and put it in my bag. Who knew it would turn out like this when I got on stage?"
Jiang Cheng waved his hand, threw the blank papers into the trash can, and got up to leave.
The head of teaching and Zhao Xuerou were left looking at each other in bewilderment.
"Could someone have done this on purpose?" Fu Shu's gaze suddenly turned cold.
They tried to disrupt the school's ceremony, embarrass the student giving the speech, and even threw aluminum cans from the audience.
This kind of person is far too arrogant.
You really don't respect your position as the head of student affairs, do you?
She was filled with rage and prepared to thoroughly investigate the matter.
Zhao Xuerou's thoughts were completely different from hers.
If Jiang Cheng went up with a blank script, then his brilliant and moving speech was entirely improvised…
An incredulous look flashed in her beautiful eyes.
That's terrifying!
To be able to perform at this level under pressure!
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