Meanwhile, at Jinling Institute of Technology.
The dean stood before the blackboard and forcefully wrote down the new score, 25:35, adding a line of text: "Leading by 10 points!"
A wave of cheers erupted in the classroom, followed by thunderous applause!
The students from Jinling Institute of Technology were beaming, and celebratory cries rang out everywhere.
"I told you Jinghai University wouldn't be able to make waves!"
"Putting us and Jinghai together was purely a decision-making mistake!"
"Behold Jinghai University, like one who sells his own head on a stake!"
"We've got this. We're definitely winning this round!"
After writing the score, the dean remained expressionless. He cast a glance at someone below the podium, then turned and left the classroom.
A short figure walked up to the podium. There was not a trace of joy on his face; instead, his gaze was icy.
Kong Gaojie switched on the microphone and said aggressively, "Are you planning to hold a victory banquet now?"
The cheers died down and silence returned. The students noticed that Kong Gaojie's attitude was off and looked confused.
They had won. Why wasn't he happy?
"We have twice as many people as Jinghai, yet our lead is only ten points. Is that worth celebrating?"
"Of those ten points, seven came from my efforts alone. Which of you has achieved anything?"
"Twenty-four hours into the battle, most of you have zero results. What have you been doing? Handling logistics?"
Kong Gaojie's tone was calm, and he spoke at an unhurried pace.
But as his questions continued, every student in the room lost their smile. On each face, only eyelids continued to blink.
Indeed, without the great Kong Gaojie carrying them, Jinling Institute of Technology's score would undoubtedly have fallen sharply. A ten-point lead was far from enough to