The graduation ceremony proceeded as they always do, and by the time it was Shen Qinglan's turn to speak, nearly an hour had passed. Shen Qinglan stood up and walked to the podium. There wasn't a student at B University who didn't recognize Shen Qinglan, especially those in her year. When she appeared on stage, cheers immediately erupted from the crowd. Shen Qinglan made a quieting gesture, and the auditorium fell so silent you could hear a pin drop, the stark contrast demanding admiration.
Shen Qinglan looked around the room and slowly began to speak; her clear voice filled every corner of the auditorium. Her speech was neither impassioned nor fervent, yet everyone who listened was visibly moved and excited.
The university president, with a smile that blossomed like a chrysanthemum upon his face, watched the scene unfold.
