"Knock, knock, knock!"
The door was gently rapped.
"Chief Chen, it's almost time." Bai Xiaoling reminded him, looking somewhat anxious. Chen Xingyue was standing beside her.
"Brother, hurry up. You're going to be late."
Chen Shouyi sat at his desk, racking his brains as he wrote his speech, his heart burning with anxiety.
The desk was covered with crumpled drafts.
This time... they had actually failed to prepare a speech for him!
In his understanding, wasn't giving a speech just a matter of having someone prepare a speech, then reading it aloud?
Even the leaders of the nation on television gave speeches that way.
As for the cultivation technique's second optimized version, he could just mention it at the end.
Easy as pie, without the slightest pressure.
But only when it was almost time did he learn that the university had not prepared a speech for him at all.
That was simply far too irresponsible and unprofessional.
Chen Shouyi could face a demigod without the slightest fear,
but standing before so many eyes, he still felt immense pressure. If he made a fool of himself, it would be terribly embarrassing.
This was Chen Shouyi's old problem.
From childhood to adulthood, he had valued his dignity above everything else!
What was more, he had heard that many people would be attending this time. Even his younger sister, driven by curiosity, planned to go, which made it all the more important.
The last time he had embarrassed himself during the capital's martial artist assessment, it had only circulated within a small circle.
If he embarrassed himself this time... the news would probably spread throughout Hedong and even the Jiangnan martial arts world. Even the authority he had painstakingly established in front of his sister would be utterly destroyed overnight.
Chen Shouyi glanced