"Oh, what a pity! Just a little short—almost caught it!" A girl looked at the shuttlecock that had been knocked to three meters behind Hiroya and sighed with regret. "No winner today!" another girl declared. But just as the words fell, Meguri suddenly cried out, "Look! The shuttlecock has come back! It's incredible! It's flying right toward us! We must grab it!" "Yes! Yes!" The shuttlecock soared again, sending the group of girls scrambling once more. Hiroya stood by, watching quietly. Ha! It seems that the seasoned risk-control prowess once thought to be a strength of the older generation is still effective even at Tokyo University—just a slight adjustment, and now it's sending these beautiful Japanese girls into a frenzy. Strange it was that there were no less than twenty or so Japanese girls, all beautifully dressed and elegant, yet they simply couldn't catch the shuttlecock. The shuttlecock seemed to be a living thing—whenever you tried to grasp it, it evaded you, hovering above your head. As you reached out, it would suddenly fly off. What kind of game was this? So delightful! These vibrant Japanese girls were lively, energetic, and full of youthful spirit—long overdue for such an exhilarating game. Though tired, they remained enthusiastic and engaged throughout. Gao Liang, an observer, was also the director of this game. The girls themselves became the performers. Gao Liang smiled brightly, pulling out her personal super tablet—a device that belonged to the "Everlight" series, always by her side. And now, it came in handy. Immediately, with a slight exertion, the super tablet transformed into a high-definition camera, capturing the twenty-some Japanese graceful young women running and playing on the lawn. Thanks to having attained the status of a god, Gao Liang could simultaneously capture the girls from multiple angles and perspectives, achieving a fully immersive, panoramic view—so refined and comprehensive that even the most accomplished photographers in Japan could not match it. The technique of layered imaging was particularly impressive, and as the girls played, their occasional accidental exposure of breasts and skirts—something a civilized person like Gao Liang would naturally be mindful of—was handled with such grace that it truly elevated the moment to a refined and elegant occasion. The elder official launched a live streaming initiative. Gao Liang, who graduated from Kyoto University with a degree in computer science and technology—one of the most prestigious universities in China—is exceptionally proficient in both computer software and hardware. As a result, he could navigate the Japanese Live Door website (www.livedoor.com) with remarkable ease, directly broadcasting the videos. At precisely this moment, it coincided with the peak period when young Japanese internet users were actively accessing the site. The video, with its unique perspective, vividly showcased the fresh, elegant, and lively spirit of contemporary Japanese female university students—free-spirited and unbound—while the occasional "walk-in" moments of modesty added a touch of charm. This quickly sparked widespread enthusiasm among online audiences, who enthusiastically rallied around the video, exclaiming: "The Pure and Radiant Group from Tokyo University!" Fans began posting and upvoting the content, rapidly elevating its profile. However, the Japanese female students performing on-site remained unaware of this surge in attention, while Gao Liang, while filming, simultaneously managed the website as an administrator, highlighting and pinning key posts and responding to user comments. Highlighting his casual replies to comments sparked even greater public outrage. It turned out that in a spontaneous remark, Gao Liang had revealed that he was not a professional, but merely a visitor who had captured the most beautiful views of the University of Tokyo campus, and that he would be returning to China tomorrow. "Wow! The photographer is actually a Chinese! A young Chinese! So talented!" Many netizens posted large exclamation marks in the thread. "The Chinese are truly talented! Excellent! Excellent! Our live entertainment photography channel would like to hire him as a senior photographer!" A deputy general manager from a well-known Japanese television network expressed strong interest and directly commented on the post. As Guo Liang was about to reply, he found a sudden surge of people materializing around him—each dressed in tailored suits, wearing sunglasses, forming a circular enclosure. The person at the forefront said, "Guo Liang, this isn't the People's Republic of China. It's not a place where you can simply shine whenever you feel like it. If you keep filming, be warned—we won't hesitate to act!" "The Great Japan doesn't like Chinese visitors asserting themselves on our soil—especially those who like to draw attention to themselves!" Another man in sunglasses added. Sakai, using his palm to block High-Ren's punch, gently leaned in close to his ear and said, "High-Ren, show some sense. We at the Red Sun Group see you as a real talent. Let me be frank—any beautiful woman from Tokyo University you're interested in, you can choose freely, as long as you commit to serving our great Japan and representing its interests. As soon as you join us, we'll ensure you prosperity, honor, and a life of comfort and luxury!" High-Ren responded with a cold smile, "Unfortunately, you've mistaken your target. You've picked the wrong person!" Seeing that his whispered appeal fell on deaf ears, Sakai grew furious. He never expected High-Ren to disregard such a splendid offer—such a choice of beautiful Japanese women—so completely. Clearly, High-Ren wasn't just ungrateful; he simply didn't regard the Red Sun Group or Japan itself as anything significant. With mounting indignation, he prepared to confront him—only to pause upon seeing Professor Fujino's steady gaze, and then, reluctantly, withdraw his hand. Tōnoda patted Gao Liang on the shoulder and said, "Good young man. If you don't wish to join us at Hong Taiyang, I won't press you. But these girls..." He pointed toward the girls still chasing the jump rope in the distance, then cleared his throat, saying, "If you can bear it, I'll have them... right now." With that, he held a delicate pipe firmly in his hand, aiming it at the girls.