manynovel Chapter 87 This is how we Gen Z people do things.
Chapter 87 This is how we Gen Z people do things.
Chapter 87 This is how we Gen Z people do things.
If we had to describe the online public opinion in East Korea after the beginning of 3026 in one word, we could only use two.
"This is insane!"
After Hu Biao's video was uploaded, major media outlets, especially the ones named, as well as numerous self-media personalities and commentators, were collectively outraged.
Lengthy critical articles poured in like snowflakes: "Arrogant and Ignorant! Why Do College Students Trample on the Humanities?", "The Elite Arrogance and Disciplinary Discrimination Behind the Term 'Muggle'", "On the Hu Biao Incident: Martial Arts Requires Morality, Scholarship Requires Even More Character!" —
Hu Biao's Weibo comment section was completely flooded with comments.
Abusive, sarcastic, and personally attacking comments flooded the screen.
These people have weight and influence, and their words should be very damaging. However, the vast majority of people on the internet are not them, but rather a large number of people who are just there for fun.
Clearly, Hu Biao's videos provided these people with room to entertain themselves.
"Holy crap! This kid's awesome! Every word he says hits home!"
"Hilarious! The 'Sunset Red Opera Enthusiasts Association' and the 'Square Dance Club'—what a joke!"
"Well-reasoned and hits the nail on the head! No wonder he published a paper in his freshman year, this kid is smart!"
"This is an AOE attack on liberal arts students, hahaha. Although I'm a science student, I can't help but laugh—what should I do?!" "Intelligence sink," that's so damn mean!
"That's what you call a response! Neither humble nor arrogant, oh no, it's both humble and arrogant. I'm just not happy, so what?"
A lawyer's letter is in effect!
The climax of the incident occurred five hours later when a well-known Weibo influencer, verified as an "independent scholar," posted a lengthy and indignant article: "An 18 or 19-year-old college student, having achieved a little success, becomes so arrogant, mocking traditional cultural heritage institutions, showing no respect for academic seniors, and even openly considering himself a 'science genius,' despising the humanities and slandering the intelligence of others! This is a failure of education, a distortion of the values of the younger generation under the erosion of utilitarianism!"
The article is full of accusations, each one more outrageous than the last, and the arguments more profound than the last, but the core message is the same: this kid is arrogant, disdainful of others, discriminates against liberal arts students, and corrupts the moral atmosphere; he must be severely punished!
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Ten minutes later, Hu Biao replied below.
"That's just how we Gen Z people do things!"
A picture of Chang Wei beating his senior brother was also posted.
Then, it exploded!!
"Yes, that's how we Gen Z people do things!"
Within an hour, nearly 500 comments were posted, forcing the influential blogger to close the comment section.
In the office of the vice dean of the School of Biology at Jiang University, Shen Moxuan looked at Hu Biao helplessly, his face full of pain.
"Hu Biao, did you know that our school also has liberal arts programs, and they're even top-tier programs?"
"I know, that's why our school can't become a world-class school," Hu Biao said with a smile. "I want to—"
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"They said, 'If we cut all the humanities majors and only keep the science and engineering majors, our school will definitely be able to—'"
"Alright, alright, stop talking. I have a heart condition, you—!"
Shen Moxuan, exasperated, said, "The way you're doing this puts a lot of pressure on the school. Do you know that our principal studied law? Do you know how many calls he's received from his colleagues right now?"
"I'm not familiar with him."
"You—" Shen Moxuan was speechless. "Alright, alright, stop talking. Just calm down a bit lately."
"It won't stop, teacher. This isn't a dinner party; it's a life-or-death struggle. Besides, I didn't start this; someone else is stirring things up."
"So what do you want?"
"Whatever, they're just internet trolls anyway, let them troll. I haven't done anything wrong, what's there to be afraid of?"
"You need to consider the impact on the school."
"I've already started cutting ties. The biggest impact on the school is on academics, but that's something I don't need to worry about. I haven't committed any academic fraud. If anyone dares to harass me on this, I'll send a lawyer's letter and demand compensation. Besides, isn't our president a law student? What's there to be afraid of?"
"You just insulted someone's professionalism, and now you want them to stand up for you?!"
Shen Moxuan was stunned. In all his life, he had never seen such a shameless person.
"They're not standing up for me, they're standing up for the school! These people are smearing our school!" Hu Biao cried out, blaming the heavens. "I'm a student of this school, and these malicious individuals are using me to attack our school! Shouldn't the school stand up for us? I believe they are professionals—"
"Alright, alright, stop talking. I'll report this to my superiors. That's all for now!" Shen Moxuan said, looking annoyed. If he listened any longer, he felt he would definitely end up in the hospital.
In the capital city, at the headquarters of the Eastern Martial Arts Association, in an office with excellent soundproofing and elegant furnishings, yet exuding a sense of oppression, the atmosphere was equally heavy, yet also tinged with an awkward silence.
"How did things get like this?" The speaker was a man who looked to be in his forties, though he was probably older. He was dressed in simple gray cloth and was not particularly burly, but sitting there, he was like a weathered rock, calm and composed.
"Bang!!" As his words fell, an expensive purple clay teapot was smashed to the ground in front of the heavy desk.
"Young people these days are so arrogant and ignorant."
This was an elderly man in his sixties, dressed in a black martial arts uniform with his hair neatly combed and his face fair, but now his face was flushed with anger.
Luo Zhenkun, President of the Dongguo Martial Arts Association.
"Today's Gen Z kids are different from us; they're too self-centered and too selfish!"
A helpless sigh came from the sofa. What could he say?
They're totally confused right now!
They've never seen anything like this before!
Originally, I was just following procedure and issuing a statement as usual. I didn't even think about dealing with that kid. I just wanted to make a clean break. But look what happened! This kid actually dared to come right up to me and do something out of line!
We don't care about any martial arts associations or senior masters; our motto is "take life and death lightly, and fight if you disagree!"
Don't talk about martial arts!
This left the old Deng family in a very awkward and somewhat bewildered state.
"Is he really Zheng Shanhe's disciple?"
"It should be!" Luo Zhenkun said. "Zhao Tieying has sparred with him. He uses the Eagle Claw School of Huainan. He is quite skilled, especially his move 'Wind-Swept Claw,' which is no less impressive than Zheng Shanhe's."
"Zhao Tieying is quite strong; he was defeated by him in just a few moves. It seems that Zheng Shanhe has taken in a genius disciple!"
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"That's not hard to understand. Zheng Shanhe is an outcast of the Eagle Claw Sect. According to the rules, he can't take on disciples. Although Zheng Shanhe has a bad temper, he is a person who abides by the rules. If the other party's talent wasn't too good, he wouldn't make an exception." Luo Zhenkun's face was ugly.
"Such talent, Chen Zhenyue wants to exclude him from the Eagle Claw Sect? He's hardly qualified to be the sect leader!"
"We can't blame him. This kid is too arrogant. He doesn't take us seriously at all. I heard him say that he keeps talking about reactionary secret societies and that he's not one of us at all."
"So you're planning to use that Thai man to control him?"
Luo Zhenkun was speechless for a moment, but the man on the sofa smiled bitterly and said, "It's not that we're trying to bully him, we just want to teach him a lesson. Besides, our target isn't him, it's the Sixth Division."
"Six locations?!"
"We originally wanted to use this incident to test the Sixth Division's reaction and bottom line. After all, the Sixth Division's supervision of us has always been a bit too strict, and we can't really let go of many things. We originally hoped that by taking advantage of this high-profile incident, we could see if we could get a more relaxed environment in some aspects. After all, times have changed, and if the Wushu Association wants to develop, it also needs to loosen some of the shackles."
"Before the six checkpoints could even react, they were beaten to death by a college student's flurry of punches." The middle-aged man sneered. "What were you thinking?"
What followed was an awkward silence.
After a long silence, the figure on the sofa sighed, "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's see how to resolve this."
Luo Zhenkun sneered, "Solve it? That's easy. Didn't he say he'd follow legal channels? Then let's organize a China-Thailand martial arts exchange tournament and let them resolve it themselves!"
When it comes to organizing conferences, associations are professionals at this.