Chapter One, A Bit of Infatuation (Eight)

He is wearing a white sweater, and on the lower half, he has on jeans, which are the simple and unadorned blue and white that she is familiar with

What topics are they selecting

There are companions with insider information whispering among themselves

On that day, standing on the podium, she had an immense confidence of ten thousand points

It is said that a group of senior students from the news department in their fourth year met an elderly lady during a social research project a few years ago. The elderly lady's father had joined the army during the Anti-Japanese War and had never returned home after leaving. It is unclear how these senior students obtained this information, but they suspected that the elderly lady's father might have been among the group of war correspondents who sacrificed their lives in the Jin-Cha-Ji region. Therefore, they organized a team to investigate, and indeed, they were able to trace him. During the winter break, they brought back the ashes of the martyr who had been buried at the site of sacrifice for over sixty years.

He nodded and smiled at her, the corners of his mouth lifting into a pleasing arc, appearing very friendly. Then, with poise, he stepped onto the stage and introduced himself to the audience: "Hello everyone, I am He Zhixuan from the fourth year of the Journalism Department, Class 98032"

They laughed and said, "This time we owe it to Fangzhu's blessing"

Fang Zhu and Tu Shu returned to their companions, taking the form from their hands. He Zhixuan's name originally consisted of "He" from "He Bi," "Zhi" from "Zhi Hu Zhe Ye," and "Xuan" from "Qi Yu Xuan Ang."

The concluding speech was personally revised by her several times, and she practiced in front of the mirror multiple times. She adjusted every detail in advance to perfection, including how to smile, how to control her speaking speed, and how to modulate her tone.

In these twenty years, time is a lit fuse; our country must progress, and our nation must rejuvenate, propelled forward along this fuse. The individuals who strike the match have invested immense effort, struggling and growing on the edge of systems and morals, ultimately able to explode into the brilliance of tomorrow with a resounding bang. They have torn open a gap in the development of our era, granting future generations boundless courage to continue along this path. We are increasingly emboldened to stand tall in the world, and they deserve great credit for this. Standing on their shoulders, we can see the sun of tomorrow.

On the day of topic selection at the school, Fang Zhu, armed with ample materials and full confidence, presented the results of his report to the senior professors and teachers in the department as a freshman.

The fourth-grade students are working extremely hard to get into the newspaper office; winning an award provides them with the opportunity to be directly selected by several major newspapers in the city, and they can even obtain local residency permits.

They are all seniors in the news agency, yet they still compete with us juniors for the spotlight

The early spring in this city carries a slight chill, and Fang Zhu gazes at He Zhixuan on the stage, clearly sensing this chill.

The title under his name is "Heroes Have No Trace for Sixty Years"

Upon hearing this, Fang Zhu felt inexplicably a bit guilty. However, with such work achievements, it was enough for her to be overjoyed during those days

As the next speaker took the stage, she brushed past her, and in that fleeting moment of facing each other, Fang Zhu was taken aback

After she finished speaking, her companions in the audience were the first to applaud, followed by the professors and teachers, and soon all the students in the auditorium joined in the applause

Fang Zhu stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, while his teammates in the audience made a "V" sign. As he left the stage, he walked as if a breeze had lifted him.

The members of the group unanimously nominated her, the member who contributed the most, to be the speaker, and the contented Fang Zhu did not decline