Chen Xiaoling asked in surprise, "Really? Li Ye, don't string us along like some people back home do. So many international students at our school write letters back now, and it's all... sigh, hard to put into words."
Of the international students going to the Beacon, nine and a half out of ten said it was eight times better than the mainland. The enormous gap in wealth made them feel that all the propaganda they had received over the years had been lies.
So Li Ye did not get indignant. Instead, he said with a faint smile, "That's because they've only come into contact with ordinary people in the Beacon.
"People like us think the other side is just a paper tiger, but how could the people at the top truly treat them as a paper tiger?"
"While I was in the Beacon, I met a manager there. His uncle had taken part in the war along the 38th Parallel, then worked in the government before switching to business. His view of China was... very powerful."
"..."
After hearing Li Ye's words, everyone was half-convinced and half-doubtful. Li Ye even saw He Dazhuang curl his lip.
So Li Ye began laying out the evidence.
"That Old Chambers I mentioned, because of his work after returning home, had been collecting certain materials about our side,"
"According to his statistics, in just five years, we had 4,189 conflicts with the North, with at least four dangerous incidents.
"Even the Beacon, which prides itself as number one in the world, was only this tough when facing them. So you think we were weak? We were in the world's top three, all right?"
"And if we go back to the fifties, when we were fighting tooth and nail in the North, we were also