Rebirth of Bloody Romance

Zhong Yuemin raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile, and it was obvious that he had already anticipated everyone's reaction at this moment.

Zhong Yuemin calmed down a little, took a deep breath, and then slowly spoke. "Everyone, the so-called 'Internet thinking' is not just limited to a certain technology or tool. Its essence actually represents a new way of thinking and business philosophy. This kind of thinking emphasizes openness, collaboration, resource sharing, and high-speed product replacement. As for the term 'technological iteration', it is easier to understand, meaning the never-ending innovation and development in the field of science and technology. There is no doubt that the above two will inevitably bring earth-shaking changes to our daily lives, and will also rebuild the competitive situation among various industries."

"It is foreseeable that in the future, if any industry fails to actively embrace Internet thinking or fails to keep up with the rapid pace of technological advancement, it will eventually be swallowed up by the tide of the times."

Zhong Yuemin's tone was firm and powerful, like a wake-up call, trying to awaken the deep-seated awareness of vigilance in everyone present.

"I am not making up stories here to create panic. All of this stems from the objective laws of historical development."

After hearing this, everyone in the audience was thinking, but many people still disagreed with Zhong Yuemin's words, thinking that he was just talking big and bragging. Because they didn't know what the Internet was.

However, Zhong Yuemin did not say anything more. He knew very well that one should stop when talking enough and there was no point in saying more.

Song Xiangjun sat quietly in a corner of the classroom, her beautiful eyes staring out the window in a trance, as if they were trying to penetrate the distant sky.

The clouds in the sky are like a group of free-flowing horses, constantly changing their shapes as the breeze blows, sometimes gathering together and sometimes dispersing, as if performing a silent drama.

At this moment, Song Xiangjun stood up suddenly, her voice clear and firm. "Zhong Yuemin, I have been thinking about a question. Why were those eliminated? Was it because they had problems themselves, or was it because the times were too harsh on them?"

Song Xiangjun's eyes were fixed on Zhong Yuemin, expecting him to give a satisfactory answer.

Zhong Yuemin raised his head and looked at Song Xiangjun, his eyes revealing an indescribable complex emotion. He was silent for a while, then slowly said, "Their failure is not just caused by a certain era. Even if they live in other periods, some people may still face the same dilemma."

Zhong Yuemin's words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples. Song Xiangjun frowned slightly, obviously trying to understand the deep meaning of his words. She seemed to be looking for some kind of answer from these words, or a law that could explain various phenomena in the real world.

"Because the world hasn't just changed in the last few years."

Zhong Yuemin continued in a firm tone. "In fact, the world has never stopped its evolution! It is like a rushing, endless river, and each of us is like a tiny drop of water in this river. Some drops of water choose to follow the trend and go with the flow; others, recklessly swim upstream."

"In that case, are those who were eliminated the group that are unable to adapt to this change?" Song Xiangjun asked relentlessly.

Zhong Yuemin nodded slightly to show his agreement. His eyes became more profound at this moment. "That's right. It is because at every stage of this world, those who refuse to admit change, are confused about change, and are unable to make corresponding changes will be eliminated. These people cling to the old ideas of the past and are afraid to face new challenges. In the end, they will inevitably be swallowed up by the surging waves of the times."

Song Xiangjun fell into a brief silence, then slowly sat down. It was obvious that she was deeply shocked and moved by Zhong Yuemin's words.

In the spacious and bright classroom, the afternoon sun lazily shines through the gaps in the windows, sprinkling on the young and focused faces like golden sand.

The breeze brings bursts of fresh floral scent outside the window, blending with the faint smell of chalk dust in the air, like a melodious symphony, creating a peaceful and unique atmosphere.

In this warm learning world, Xiaoyun, a female student, sits quietly in the third row of the classroom. She has a pair of eyes as clear as water and as bright as stars, and she always seems to be able to see through the subtleties that others tend to overlook.

At this moment, Xiaoyun suddenly stood up without warning, her movements were so gentle as if she was afraid to break the harmony. She gently placed her hands on the desk, looked at teacher Zhong Yuemin who was teaching on the podium with a firm and expectant look, and then asked a thought-provoking question in a clear and pleasant voice. "Teacher Zhong, do you think those who are eliminated by society have some common characteristics? Or, before they face elimination, will there be some obvious warning signs?"

Xiaoyun's words were like a sharp sword, piercing the silence in the classroom, but with an irresistible force. Her eyes flashed with a thirst for knowledge and a persistent exploration of the unknown world, which shocked everyone present.

After hearing this question, Zhong Yuemin had a gentle smile on his face. His deep gaze was like two burning torches, sweeping across every young face in the classroom in turn, as if he wanted to imprint these youthful faces deeply in his heart.

"This question......"

Zhong Yuemin coughed lightly, then continued slowly. "Whether it is outdated technology or outdated cognition, once they cannot keep up with the pace of the times, they are doomed to be eliminated. And usually, these things or people who are about to be eliminated will not receive any particularly obvious prompts or warning signals.

No one would come to say hello or goodbye to them. Everything changed quietly and imperceptibly. They were slowly and little by little pushed to the edge of the stage until they finally faded out of people’s sight.”

Zhong Yuemin paused for a moment and continued, "For example, those once-famous foreign business giants may have no choice but to withdraw from the stage of history if they fail to seize opportunities and make timely adjustments to their strategies during a certain industrial revolution or major changes in the market environment.

In fact, this is not only true for enterprises, but also for each of us as individuals! When a person's ideas, professional skills, and work experience can no longer meet the needs of the current rapid development of society, he will naturally become a marginalized person in society, or even become what everyone often calls a "useless person."

The entire lecture hall suddenly became silent, and time seemed to have stopped as if under a spell. Everyone was deeply immersed in the vortex of self-contemplation, unable to extricate themselves, and could even clearly hear the powerful and regular beating of their hearts.

Zhong Yuemin paused for a moment and continued, "This world is so cruel and ruthless. However, it is precisely because of this cruel reality that we are forced to cherish the opportunities that are within reach and strive to keep up with the pace of this ever-changing era through persistent learning and progress."

After hearing this, Xiaoyun nodded thoughtfully, as if she had understood something. Then she returned to her seat silently, with an indescribable feeling in her heart.

The sunlight outside the window is still dazzlingly bright, but at this moment the classroom is filled with an eager anticipation and infinite longing for a better future.

Zhong Yuemin raised his wrist and glanced at his watch casually, only to see that the hands on the dial had silently passed most of the class time.

Zhong Yuemin couldn't help but frown slightly, thinking to himself: Oh my god, this class is really long.

"Okay, students, that's all for today's lesson! I hope it will be helpful to you in the future."

Zhong Yuemin slowly stood up and said in a gentle and slightly apologetic tone, "I'm very sorry for wasting so much of your precious time."

As soon as the words fell, the whole classroom fell into silence, but beneath the surface of this quiet atmosphere, there was an indescribable undercurrent of emotion.

It was as if every student was still immersed in the intense discussion about elimination and progress, and was reluctant to let it end so abruptly.

Zhong Yuemin's brief words are like an invisible bridge, bridging the gap between teachers and students and closely connecting each other's spiritual worlds.

Through this collision of ideas, students truly appreciated the infinite charm of knowledge and the profound enlightenment brought by in-depth thinking.

Zhong Yuemin walked out of the classroom at a steady pace, neither hurried nor slow. Each step was filled with an indescribable determination and calmness.

However, when he walked to the door of the lecture hall, his back revealed endless loneliness and desolation. Everyone in the classroom looked up, their eyes closely following his figure as he walked away, as if trying to capture some kind of belief, some kind of power.

The students quietly sorted out their books and notes, but their hearts were surging and difficult to calm down. They knew very well that this class was not just a simple transfer of knowledge, but a soul-stirring journey.

What Zhong Yuemin said was like a bright lighthouse, dispelling the fog for them and illuminating the road ahead; it was also like a clear spring, moistening their hearts and making them more confident in their ideals and ambitions.

At this moment, the lecture hall was filled with a strong feeling of attachment and reluctance. Both the students and the others present knew that this special class, this outstanding teacher and this rare experience would most likely become the most precious and unforgettable memory fragment in their life journey.

When Zhong Yuemin's tall and straight figure gradually disappeared at the end of the corridor, at the same time, the students who had been sitting quietly in the classroom began to pack up their books and leave in twos and threes.

However, at this moment, everyone's heart was deeply touched. Zhong Yuemin's words and deeds seemed to still echo in their ears. The knowledge he imparted flowed through their hearts like a spring, nourishing their long-dried thinking soil; and his unique temperament shone like the brightest star in the night sky, illuminating the direction for everyone to move forward.

Time flies, and this short reunion will eventually come to an end, but it does not mean the end, on the contrary, it represents a brand new beginning.

At the time of departure, they were grateful to those who had accompanied us through the storms and given us enlightenment. It was because of their existence that they could find the direction in confusion and regain confidence in difficulties.

With his outstanding talents and enthusiasm, Zhong Yuemin is like a beacon, lighting the way forward for the students. He inspires everyone with his words and deeds to move forward bravely and pursue their own dreams.

The afternoon sun shone through the gaps in the curtains, dappling onto the living room floor. Zhong Yuemin came home from get off work and saw Zhou Xiaobai smiling as soon as he entered the door.

Zhou Xiaobai's eyes sparkled like stars, with a sweet smile on her lips, as if she had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Yuemin, what you said today was really great. You didn't tell me earlier and made me worry for nothing." Zhou Xiaobai came forward with a hint of anger in her tone, but more of pride and admiration for her man.

Zhong Yuemin smiled and put his arm around his wife's shoulders, his eyes full of doting. "Wife, how is your husband doing? Is he okay?"

"It's more than OK!" Zhou Xiaobai widened his eyes exaggeratedly. "Your speech today shocked everyone. When I got home from get off work, the leaders were still in a meeting to discuss this issue."

Zhong Yuemin couldn't help but feel a surge of pride when listening to Zhou Xiaobai's description. But he quickly restrained his emotions and turned to teasing, "Wife, I don't want to know what others think. What do you think? Are you particularly proud?"

Zhou Xiaobai blushed when she heard that. She gently pushed Zhong Yuemin away and said in pretended dissatisfaction, "Look how proud you are. I didn't." But her eyes revealed her pride and love for Zhong Yuemin.

"Wife, since I have performed so well, shouldn't you give me some reward?" Zhong Yuemin walked quietly to Zhou Xiaobai with a smug smile on his face and asked in a low voice.

Zhou Xiaobai paused her hand movements after hearing what he said, and a shy blush appeared on her cheeks. She turned around, her eyes flickering, and whispered, "Isn't this a bad idea? Mom, my daughter, and my son will be home soon. Otherwise, we can wait until the evening..."

Zhong Yuemin stared at Zhou Xiaobai's coy expression, and a surge of joy surged in his heart. He deliberately tightened his face and asked with a sly smile, "Wife, are you thinking the wrong thing? I just want you to kiss me."

When Zhou Xiaobai heard this, her face turned redder like a ripe apple. She glared at Zhong Yuemin coquettishly. "Zhong Yuemin, you are so annoying!"

However, her coquettish and slightly angry expression had a different charm in Zhong Yuemin's eyes. He first laughed out loud, and then gently embraced Zhou Xiaobai in his arms.

Then, Zhong Yuemin slowly lowered his head, and his lips fell on Zhou Xiaobai's delicate lips like a dragonfly touching the water.

At the beginning, Zhou Xiaobai tried to twist her body to break free from the restraints, but as Zhong Yuemin's kiss became more and more passionate and affectionate, her resistance gradually disappeared, and she began to kiss back passionately.

At this moment, the two figures shine against each other under the warm afternoon sun, together sketching a beautiful picture full of warmth and romantic atmosphere.

For a moment, everything around them seemed to have fallen silent, with only the sound of their heartbeats echoing in the air.

After a long time, Zhong Yuemin reluctantly let go of the beauty in his arms. He stared at Zhou Xiaobai's slightly flushed cheeks and tearful eyes, and deep in his heart, he couldn't help but feel a trace of indescribable sweetness and satisfaction.

Zhong Yuemin knows very well that such an ordinary life with the company of family and the support of loved ones is the true meaning of life he has always dreamed of.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps coming from far away, accompanied by the clear and pleasant laughter of Xiao Shihua and Xiao Haichen, came into the house from outside the door.

Zhou Xiaobai struggled out of Zhong Yuemin's broad and warm embrace like a frightened rabbit, staggering a little.

Zhou Xiaobai hurriedly straightened her messed hair and smoothed out the wrinkles on her clothes, while trying to calm herself down and pretending nothing had happened as she walked towards the door.

At this moment, Zhong Yuemin was leaning on the sofa leisurely, with a barely perceptible smirk on his face. His deep eyes were glittering with cunning, and he seemed to have a plan for all this.

With a slight "creaky" sound, the door slowly opened, and Chen Yajun, Liu Jiajia and Dong Huizhen walked into the room with two innocent and lovely children.

The two little guys cheered and jumped for joy when they saw Zhong Yuemin and Zhou Xiaobai. Little Shihua ran straight to Zhong Yuemin like a happy little deer, while little Haichen rushed towards Zhou Xiaobai like a little cannonball.

Zhong Yuemin was embraced by Xiao Shihua. He caught the little girl steadily, lifted her up high, and spun her around a few times. Xiao Shihua giggled, and her clear laughter filled the whole room.

"Dad, how did you do in class today? I was so worried about you when you were at school!" Xiao Shihua asked in a childish voice while smiling.

Zhong Yuemin put his daughter down with a smile, then gently scratched her little nose. "Girl, your dad is really good. Those students don't want to leave the get out of class!"

After hearing this, Xiao Shihua's eyes widened and she looked at Zhong Yuemin with admiration. "I knew my dad was the best!"

Zhong Yuemin laughed out loud at his daughter's words and ruffled Xiao Shihua's hair.