First place: Qiu Xin Yue; second place: Gao Ruolan; third place: Chen Yanling; fourth place: Zhang Xiaoli; fifth place: Zhao Meixuan; sixth place: Xu Xinyan; ... The crowd erupted with excitement and lively discussions: "Our Chang'e Princess is the outstanding student!" One girl on stage jumped and waved her arms with enthusiasm. "All five of our golden blossoms are being recognized! Our idols are truly amazing!" Another girl shouted to the five golden blossoms receiving awards on stage. At that moment, Qiu Xin Yue, Zhang Xiaoli, Chen Yanling, Zhao Meixuan, and Xu Xinyan stood in a straight line, each holding her award and performing graceful movements, instantly captivating all the teachers and students in the audience, who all became wildly enthusiastic. Many students brought flowers to the stage, while the school journalism team continuously filmed them. The five golden blossoms, combining elegance and charm, performed movements even more sophisticated than professional models, earning the photographers of the journalism team constant thumbs-up and praise. The audience cheered, clapped, and shouted, "Five Golden Blossoms—what a perfect performance!" "Five Golden Blossoms—I LOVE YOU!"... How could this be just a student excellence ceremony? It was clearly a full-scale showcase for the Five Golden Blossoms! Then, the principal, with a serious expression, prepared to announce the "Black List" in a low, steady voice. Unexpectedly, Zhao Yuanhang, Fan Weizhe, and Zuo Tianpei walked toward the stage together. Fan Weizhe from F3 was blowing a soft tune, radiating cool confidence, while Zhao Yuanhang's intense gaze swept across the female audience, instantly captivating many of them. Zuo Tianpei, meanwhile, sang a beautiful pop song, sending the female audience into a frenzy. Yet, despite all this, there was no applause, no flowers, no cheers—because everyone knew that the Five Golden Blossoms were their idols. To publicly praise F4 would mean going against the Five Golden Blossoms. F3 stood on stage, looking utterly indifferent. Zhao Yuanhang faced the principal directly and said, "Old man—no, Principal—today you have to agree to something!" "What? What is it?" The principal was stunned, not knowing what was coming. "The school is a big prison!" Fan Weizhe interjected. "We're being expelled!" Zuo Tianpei smiled with a touch of mischief. "You've truly let me down. In this school, I've never had a student I couldn't teach—except F4!" The principal finally realized that F3 had always been thinking about being expelled, and now, in front of the entire school staff and students, was making such an unreasonable request. He slammed his desk, visibly excited, nearly knocking over the cup on the table. "F4?" The principal said it out loud in front of everyone? F3 was clearly surprised. Zhao Yuanhang stepped forward and said, "If our Gao Liang can return to campus, he will surely become the most outstanding student!" "Exactly! Our Gao Liang is the best!" "Fan Weizhe said to the students and teachers on the field. "He's definitely going to win!" Zuo Tianpei clenched his fists, speaking with full confidence. The remark from F3 caused laughter throughout the entire school. The principal sighed, shaking his head, saying, "He's already been expelled. If he wants to enroll, he'll have to pass an evaluation!" "He won't pass the evaluation!" Qiu Xinxue, one of the Five Golden Blossoms, said this not with disdain, but with a sense of regret—her words sent the audience in stunned silence. "Brain-dead! Don't underestimate anyone!" A strong, resonant male voice cut through the room. Everyone turned to see a handsome, confident boy gracefully stepping onto the podium, smiling warmly at Qiu Xinxue and saying, "I'm here—whether we win or lose, that's still to be seen!" "Brave Dragon! You've got guts! You really came!" Qiu Xingyue grasped the pink fist, but everyone noticed that Qiu Xingyue wasn't angry—on the contrary, she looked delighted. Turning to the principal and her colleague Song Si'an, she said, "I'd like the school to immediately conduct an entrance assessment for Ouyang right now!" The principal and Song Si'an hesitated, especially Song Si'an, who kept sending glances toward Gao Liang, as if urging him to give up. Qiu Xingyue beamed and said, "I actually have a test paper ready. If you submit it before the end of this recognition ceremony, I'll ask our Song teacher to grade it!" She then tossed the paper to Gao Liang and smiled, saying, "Gao Liang, you're finished!" "I've already won!" Gao Liang looked her straight in the eyes, and with a firm right-hand tap, he nodded. The event began—beginning now! Gao Liang sat down at a corner of the podium to take the test, and many people cheered for him! F3 shouted in unison, "Gao Liang! Our hope for F4 rests on you!" "You absolutely have to fight for us!" "Ouyang! I have no doubt you're the very best!" High Ruo Lan held out her jade-hand, offering a bright, warm smile that warmed High Liang's heart. Many students in the audience cheered, "Ouyang! We're so glad you're back at school! Go, go!" "Xiao You! I'm so thrilled! Finally found you!" A familiar voice reached Liang's ears. He looked up—there was Chen Jiangliu, the housekeeper. Liang was delighted and danced excitedly. Yet, Liang's expression darkened—what a nuisance! As soon as I appeared, he showed up. Still, it didn't matter. So he gave Chen Jiangliu a calm, gentle smile. Chen Jiangliu cried out, "Xiao You! I'm confident in you! Xiao You! Go on, go on!" Yet, in contrast to the cheers, Liang sat staring blankly at his exam paper, fidgeting, rubbing his hands, utterly at a loss. Qiu Xin Yue smiled quietly in the background, as if she didn't believe at all that Liang would pass this assessment. But she was wrong. Gao Liang was indeed a reincarnation of Zhu Bajie. If he lacked extraordinary wisdom and abilities during his earthly life, then his descent to the mortal world would have been in vain. Gao Liang was naturally intelligent, though his only flaw was his lack of enthusiasm for studying. Yet, not being enthusiastic about studying did not mean he was not intelligent. After graduation, although Gao Liang did not participate in any family tutoring, he still retained a clear memory of the knowledge he had learned recently—especially after Gao Ruolan had provided him with tutoring for a period of time, even if it involved merely writing assignments. During that time, Gao Liang had carefully scanned the material with his eyes. Drawing upon his thousands of years of cultivation, he possessed the ability to remember everything he saw. As a result, his mind became calmer. He approached problems in a step-by-step manner, starting with the easier ones and gradually moving to the more challenging ones. While solving each problem, he continuously searched his mind for all relevant information, analyzed it thoroughly, and finally arrived at the correct answers. He submitted his exam paper just ten minutes before the session ended, which surprised everyone. Most surprised of all was Qiu Finally, under the request of the principal, the score was announced: 59 points. "I've lost!" highlighted Hao, confiding this to Qiu Xingyue, then turning to leave. At that moment, the security guard at the school's reception hurried over, holding a letter, and respectfully handed it to the principal. The principal opened the letter, scanned it quickly, and immediately called out, "Hao, wait a moment!" Hao still intended to leave, but was pulled back by F3. The principal quickly took off his shoes and began to make calls—first to Qiu Zhengxiong, who was answered by the secretary, who informed him that Qiu was not available. At this point, Qiu Xingyue said, "Here, I am the chairman of the board. I can represent my father. Please, principal, say what you have to say!" "Ah, Chairman Qiu, or rather, Ms. Qiu Xingyue, it's like this—whether or not the student Ou passes the evaluation depends entirely on your decision!" With that, the principal handed the letter to Qiu Xingyue. Qiu Xingyue took the letter and saw it was a commend As you open this letter, peace may have settled around you. I am currently sitting at home, living a quiet life, yet the scene that unfolded on that day remains vivid in my memory. I am deeply grateful to Ms. Gao Liang from your school for her courage and selfless action, which enabled her to bring the perpetrators to justice and uphold the principles of law and fairness. My thanks, though, can only be expressed in a few simple words. On the day after the Mid-Autumn Festival, I was at the Moon Bay Internet Café, filling out a job application when I was subjected to humiliation by three assailants. Though I cried out for help, most people merely stared on, indifferent. At the moment when I felt utterly hopeless, Ms. Ouyang from your school stepped forward, bravely confronting the attackers. The entire encounter was thrilling and intense, yet the resolution was remarkably swift—so swift that I had hardly had time to utter a simple thank-you. Initially, I had intended to offer some material compensation as a token of appreciation, but Ms. Ouyang politely declined, and she had already left. Indeed, I now find myself laughing at my own materialism! Such a respectful and admirable person is truly rare in Gaojiacun—a city where materialism prevails and individuals only clean up their own doorstep. Upon learning from the internet cafe owner that Mr. Ouyang attends a certain school and has the contact information, I have written this letter to express my heartfelt thanks to your institution. Through my understanding of your school, I have come to appreciate that you not only emphasize academic education but also place great importance on students' moral and ideological development. I am truly delighted that your school nurtures such well-rounded, outstanding students. I extend my sincere gratitude to your esteemed leadership for cultivating such a commendable model. If more such individuals could emerge, I believe the public security of Hanshai City would be truly reassuring to our citizens. Indeed, words alone cannot fully convey the depth of my gratitude. It was my first experience with such an event, and I was initially overwhelmed—yet I am so fortunate. Once again, I extend my most sincere thanks and profound appreciation to Mr. Ouyang and the school leadership. I hope you will continue to uphold and promote this spirit, making even greater contributions to the public welfare. With this, I offer my respectful greetings. Song Qiao, xx year, xx month, xx day. The principal shook his head, then smiled warmly at Song Si'an. Addressing the microphone, he said, "Ouyang, if you'd like to join us, we'll always be welcoming!" At the same time, Gao Liang, who was walking ahead, didn't turn around. He continued forward, leaving only one voice: "It all depends on my mood!" The principal and Song Si'an sighed in resignation. Just then, a senior administrator beside them slapped his thigh and said, "What a personality!" Brook was equally composed, but after speaking, he pulled out a document from his briefcase and handed it to Gao Zhongming. Gao Qingxue quickly stepped closer and noticed it was a market research report on the new product. "Indeed! Your group's product design and soft-service after-sales support are truly commendable. However, after our team conducted thorough investigations, we found that your group's core operational capabilities do not meet the standards you've claimed—your performance falls short even compared to Shunlong Group, and in fact, even behind the newly established Huatong Group. Therefore, I am deeply concerned whether your group has the necessary qualifications to manufacture and produce such products?" Brook directly raised this question, completely surprising the previously enthusiastic Gao Zhongming. "We can introduce advanced production equipment, but it would require substantial financial investment," Gao Qingxue added. "Ms. Gao, please allow me to be direct. I've always said I only care about products, not people. Your group lacks the necessary production facilities, processes, and technology. I must therefore regret to inform you, in accordance with our contract, that we no longer see any reason to continue our cooperation!" Brook sighed with disappointment, shrugged, and said this. "Mr. Brook, we absolutely cannot withdraw our investment! If we do, our entire group will be ruined—completely ruined!" Gao Zhongming spoke almost in a pleading tone. Gao Qingxue, too, felt helpless and could only make assurances to Brook, but found them utterly ineffective, as Brook was a successful businessman who strictly adhered to commercial principles. Facts spoke for themselves—pleas fell on deaf ears. Just when they were at their lowest point, Gao Liang appeared. He handed Brook a document and, with a polite, fluent English accent, said: "Mr. Brook, this is a complete production plan I've developed over several evenings. Please take a moment to review it." Brook gladly accepted the documents, read them quickly, then became excited, shouting "OK!" three times in a row, and said to Gao Zhongming and Gao Qingxue: "Your son is truly a genius! Not only can he design such advanced IT products, but he also knows how to leverage existing production facilities, adopt new technologies, and improve manufacturing processes—what a remarkable achievement! What a remarkable achievement! We're going ahead with the cooperation—on, on!" After saying this, he happily left. Gao Zhongming looked at his son with wide eyes, as if he didn't recognize him at all. He couldn't believe that in just three months, his son had grown so capable and had even come to his rescue at a crucial moment. Overcome with emotion, he said, "Gao Liang, Dad should never have sent you away. That day, Dad was simply impulsive. Now I've realized it—no more opposition to your taekwondo training! As long as you're well, that's all that matters!" Gao Qingxue watched her brother with admiration and deep respect as he saved the Lianchuang enterprise for the second time, saying, "Gao Liang, actually, Dad has been thinking of you constantly throughout these three months—never having the heart or time to focus on running the business. It's been my sister who has managed all the group's affairs these past few months." "Sister, that's why you and Dad have both been thinner—actually, I've also fallen short in my responsibilities. Please forgive me, Dad and Sister!" Gao Liang looked at the somewhat weathered Gao Zhongming and the slightly worn-looking Gao Qingxue, and spoke with genuine maturity. "Son, as long as you're back with us, that's all that matters. Your mother has been even more concerned about you than we have. Let's go and reunite right away!" Gao Zhongming said with delight. "Yes," Gao Liang nodded. So the three of them drove toward their home. The villa of the Ouyang family at Mingyue Mountain Resort. Dong Lingyun and the housekeeper Zhang Ma came out to welcome Gao Liang. Dong Lingyun embraced her son tightly, her "For you, I've been eating vegetarian food and reciting mantras every day, praying sincerely before the Guanyin Bodhisattva, waiting from star to star, moon to moon—finally, you've come back!" Saying this, she gently touched High Guang's face with her right hand and said, "My son, it's been three months now. You've grown thinner!" "The young master looks even more spirited than before!" praised the housekeeper, Zhang Ma. At that moment, Chen Jiangliu came rushing in from outside, breathless and slightly resentful, saying, "Master, you've really worried me! I had just promised to return home, but when I got there, you weren't there. I searched everywhere and was nearly frantic!" "Chen Jiangliu! The young master will naturally return home—he doesn't need to hover over him like a fly all the time! Otherwise, this housekeeper position will have to be replaced!" High Zhongming loudly scolded Chen Jiangliu. "Yes, sir!" Chen Jiangliu bowed his head in apology, and even held his own mouth in front of the lord. "Well deserved!" High Guang made a playful gesture. "Pfft!" High Qingx The reunion dinner was lavish, with the whole family gathered around the table, laughing and chatting. "Gao Liang! Dad has something special in store for you!" Gao Zhongming said with a bright smile after the family had been enjoying their drinks. "What is it, Dad?" Gao Qingxue interjected before Gao Liang could speak. "First of all, here's a gift!" Gao Zhongming placed a key on the table—it shone brightly. Gao Qingxue, with sharp eyes, gasped, "Dad, this is the brand-new Ferrari just delivered! And it's a limited edition! That's so cool! Buy me one!" She then spoke with a pleading tone to her father. Gao Zhongming smiled warmly and said, "I'll make it up to you when you're ready to buy your next car—but not this one! As a woman working full-time, a company vehicle would be more practical for you." "Hmph! I knew Dad favored you!" Gao Qingxue said, though she still looked deeply grateful to her father. Gao Zhongming pushed the key across the table toward Gao Liang. Gao Liang said, "Dad Why me with this? This has always been something I've long dreamed of! Since I returned to China, you've never once asked me to go racing!" "My dear!