Back in the center of the stage, Hu Yibao glanced at the young and tender faces, held the microphone and asked with a smile.

"I want to discuss something with you. I don't want to be your idol. I want to be your friend, okay?"

"good!"

A warm voice immediately sounded off the court.

Hu Yibao continued with a smile, "So, as a friend, I will have some truth next and want to tell you."

“Does anyone know why we need to learn?”

This time, no one answered.

Hu Yibao said slowly with a smile, "It is to allow us to evolve from an ignorant person to a person fully armed with knowledge."

"It is to let China stand in the world again in the future, in your hands."

"Friends, you should not let your studies be abandoned in order to worship someone, and let yours be addicted to simple entertainment. This is not worth it, and no one is worth it."

"Young boys are your only light. The only thing you need to do now is to let your light bloom as dazzling as the sun in the future!"

Speaking of this, Hu Yibao paused for a moment, and then suddenly said aloud.

"You guys are closely related to the motherland!"

“A young man is wise, the country is wise; a young man is rich;

A strong young man will be strong, and a strong young man will be independent;

A youth is free, and a youth is progressing, a country is progressing;

If a young man is better than Europe, the country is better than Europe. If a young man is stronger than the earth, the country is stronger than the earth."

Hu Yibao stood on the stage, and the white light fell on him.

At this moment, he was shining brightly in everyone's eyes.

"The red sun rises, and the way is bright.

The river flows out of the hidden stream and pours out into the ocean.

The hidden dragon soars into the abyss, and the scales and claws fly.

The tiger roared in the valley, and all the beasts were shocked.

The eagle and falcon test the wings, and the dust sucks the opening.

The first birth of a strange flower, the emperor of the sacred flower.

The general of the Gan was lit and had a sharp edge.

The sky wears its green sky, and the earth wears its yellow sky.

Even if there are eternal eternals, there are eight desolates across the world.

The future is like the sea, and the future is long.

What a beautiful thing I am a young man in China, and I will never grow old with heaven!

What a magnificent Chinese boy, I have no boundaries with my country!”

Hu Yibao took a deep breath and bowed to everyone.

"Young people, please give me the future of China!"
Chapter completed!