Chapter 811: The Grand Finale

An Yinan smiled and nodded; those who knew her had already graduated and left the school, and this new batch of freshmen needed new legendary figures, while she was already a wave of the past, long since washed up on the shore.

"Hello, do we need to collect anything?"

To enter the Assembly Hall, it seemed one needed some kind of Entry Wristband.

"This is the Entry Wristband. Please go ahead, senior sisters, we won't waste any more time." A junior student took out the wristbands; this year's wristbands were a pale blue.

"Thank you." An Yinan expressed her thanks, took seven of them directly, and then looked at the person beside her, "Do you mind if I take one extra?"

That person shook their head, lost in her smile.

"Of course not, please take whatever you need, senior sister."

An Yinan thanked them again, "Thank you."

She took one more, then helped the others put them on, only then carefully supporting Li Xiue as she walked forward.

She had taken on the order from An Erge to protect his wife well; if anything happened to his wife, wouldn't An Erge kill her!

She wanted to mail the extra wristband to Yun Duo; even though she was on the other side of the ocean, she hoped she could participate in this New Student Conference in spirit.

"I remember now."

Just at this moment, a female student suddenly let out a shriek.

"My god, Xin Meng Meng, do you know that scaring people can scare them to death?"

"There are so many big shots here today, don't go crazy."

Facing the complaints from those around her, Xin Meng Meng was not angry, but instead said, "I know who that senior sister just now was."

"Who? She couldn't have been anyone famous; someone that beautiful, you'd remember her at first sight, how could we not know her?" A female student said in a sour tone; she was the school beauty, but compared to the senior sister just now, she felt like a joke!

They were completely not on the same level.

A person like that just had beauty, what kind of big shot could she be.

"She is An Yinan, she is Senior Sister An Yinan!"

Xin Meng Meng shrieked, clenching her hands into fists and covering her mouth, afraid she would scream out in excitement.

"..."

The scene fell into silence.

"Who did you say she was?" a senior sister asked.

"An Yinan!"

"Look!"

Xin Meng Meng pointed to a billboard, which displayed the Beijing University list of legendary figures, the number one spot unchanged for ten years: An Yinan.

"It really does look like her."

This list had existed for many years, and because the figures hadn't changed, it hadn't changed much over all these years.

The list hadn't changed for five years, and the photo was also a bit blurry.

"Excuse me, are you saying that Senior Sister An Yinan has already gone in?" At this moment, a deep voice asked politely.

Xin Meng Meng took a look, her face turning slightly red, "Yes, she went in fifteen minutes ago."

"Thank you." An Xiangbei took a wristband, nodded in thanks, and walked straight into the school.

"Who was that just now? So handsome?" The school beauty's eyes were already filled with hearts.

Unfortunately, Xin Meng Meng poured a bucket of cold water directly over her.

"Don't even think about it, that is Senior An Xiangbei, Senior Sister An Yinan's own younger brother."

She looked down on Bai Meng Yao, who had an attitude of "I am the most beautiful in heaven and earth," and that was fine, but she spent all day smearing and gossiping about others; it was better to keep one's distance from such a person.

"I don't even care!" Bai Meng Yao retorted, but she kept An Xiangbei's appearance in her heart; if she could be with someone like that...

"Nan."

"Nan."

"Nan."

"Nan, why did you come too? If I had known you were coming, I would have dressed more handsomely."

Groups of people poured into the Assembly Hall, but upon seeing An Yinan sitting in the first row, they hurried forward to greet her; this was their BOSS, their bread and butter.

"No matter how handsomely you dress, can you outshine Nan?" someone nudged the person beside them, wearing a lewd smile.

"Make way!" Just at this moment, a deep voice came from the side.

An Yinan couldn't help but laugh out loud, but she crossed her arms, watching the show.

"Who are you?" that person asked.

An Xiangbei pointed to the nameplate on the table, "Can't you see? You're in my seat."

An Xiangbei!

Nan's younger brother!

"The flood washed away the Dragon King's temple; family members didn't recognize each other." That person was naturally mischievous, and working in a technology company, writing code by the book every day, his personality was a bit flighty.

An Xiangbei blinked, looked at his sister who was suppressing a laugh, and only then realized he had misunderstood.

He had thought someone was harassing his sister; it turned out to be his own people...

What a mess!

"I am An Xiangbei, this is my sister An Yinan."

"I am the Research Director of An Family Technology, hello, Minister An."

Minister of Foreign Affairs, An Xiangbei.

An Xiangbei showed no embarrassment on his face, nodded slightly, and took his seat.

"You all hurry and find your own places, don't crowd around me, no talking about work today!!!"

Don't think she didn't know what these people were thinking, coming to her to put on a double act; last time she gave them a suggestion, she had been pestered by them, every day using various excuses to fish for information.

"Alright, we'll find Nan again tomorrow."

Their shamelessness was pushed to the extreme; Li Xiue and the others nearby held back their laughter as they watched Nan Nan's helpless expression, never expecting that there would be a time when even she would be rendered speechless by others.

The Assembly Hall soon quieted down, and the people in the first row had all arrived.

Wang Yunzhi, Hua Wensheng, Professor Feng, Professor Zhang, Zhang Cheng...

They were all acquaintances, and everyone nodded to each other; with so many eyes on them, it was not the time for reminiscing.

"Hello everyone, I am your host. Today is our Beijing University 1989 freshman orientation. Today, we have students who have just stepped into university, seniors who have already entered society, and our veteran professors and veteran Leaders."

"Let us gather here and enjoy this time together."

"Next, we invite our Principal to speak."

In the past, the Principal always spoke last, but looking at the front row, would the Principal dare to let them go last?

"Hello everyone, I am the Principal. Having worked in the education sector for over thirty years, I have experienced conflicts, experienced the dark age of culture, and watched education move from darkness toward the light. We are unfortunate, but we are also fortunate."

"Freshmen, that you have made it here shows that you are excellent enough, but as for how far you can go, Beijing University is only your aid, a stepping stone beneath your feet; the lasting momentum will always be in your own hands."

"May you spread your wings and fly high."

This year was a unique year; the Principal, who usually loved long-winded speeches, did not say much.

"Next, we invite..."

One person after another was invited onto the stage, until...

"She is the Leader of the An Group, she is the Life-Saving Bodhisattva of the Southern Battlefield, she is an external staff member of the Compilation Bureau. She has many identities, and her every word and action influences generations."

"She is a famous brand of Huaxia."

"She is, An Yinan!"

Thunderous applause erupted below, and the people in the first row watched as she walked onto the podium step by step, just as she had eleven years ago.

Two figures constantly overlapped.

Except for the different clothing, different hairstyle, and the different expressions in her eyes and brows, everything else was so identical.

Watching that figure always gave one a feeling of time and space intersecting.

The clothes on her body changed constantly, and her image changed constantly.

The flickering light of the Assembly Hall made the elders who had experienced two freshman speeches feel, for a moment, as if they were seeing the past and seeing the present.

"Hello everyone, I am An Yinan."

She smiled, a proper and gentle smile on her face, looking at everyone below; every person she looked at felt as if she were focusing on them.

"With so many labels and so many introductions, it actually all boils down to one sentence: I am An Yinan, simply An Yinan."

"I still remember eleven years ago, I also came to this Assembly Hall and walked onto this podium. At that time, I was high-spirited; at that time, I was full of ambition; at that time, just like you, I was anxious in my heart without even knowing it."

"Does anyone remember a sentence I said back then?"

She took the microphone off the stand and then turned it toward the audience.

"Mother Huaxia, your future, we are creating!"

In an instant, the entire Assembly Hall erupted with thunderous sound.

An Yinan smiled, pulled the microphone back, and turned it toward herself.

"And now..."

"Mother Huaxia, I, An Yinan, still have not forgotten my original intention."

She smiled gently, and whether it was the sisters below or those who had witnessed her growth, one by one, they wiped away their tears.

Eleven years.

On the Southern Battlefield, she saved tens of thousands of lives; she had no glamorous image, and even drinking water or taking a bath was a luxury. Many people had given up, but she never gave up.

Of all the patients who passed through her hands, not a single one died.

In the Project Department, while pregnant with two children, for the sake of that latest Eagle Country weapon project, she provided translation and reverse engineering while facing the Light and Shadow alone, cracking the multi-national alliance, allowing Huaxia to complete a major purge of spies, and stabilizing Huaxia for several years.

In City, she resisted foreign economic invasion, using the title of 'Madam' to conduct trade time and again without failure. She created myth after myth, repelled one financial invasion after another, saved the lives of tens of thousands of people in City, and earned billions in development funds for Huaxia, allowing the country to enter a period of high-speed research and development.

She was the team leader for the City negotiations. Since she could not exert force from the shadows, she walked to the front, pulling the firewood from under the cauldron, leaving Eagle Country with nowhere to retreat. She used her own medical prescriptions as capital for the negotiations and used public opinion to force the Eagle Country management into a corner.

She is An Yinan. When the Gun King Special Training called her name, she agreed without hesitation because she is Huaxia, and because Huaxia blood flows in her body.

Those obstacles time and again seemed simple, but they were things she had slowly laid out and fought for bit by bit. What seemed impulsive and unrefusable was an image she had specially established.

Walking into the country, Huaxia is us; walking out of the country, we are Huaxia!

She once said, Mother Huaxia, your future, we are creating!

Now she says, Mother Huaxia, I, An Yinan, still have not forgotten my original intention.

She did not bow, she did not salute; she clicked the microphone back into the stand, then walked over step by step, a gentle smile on her face.

From the beginning...

To the end...

She is still her.

Having experienced a thousand sails, returning in glory, she is still her.

(End of the book)