The Film Emperor's Secretly Married Wife Ch. 65

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Then he suddenly let out a quiet laugh and added, not rushed at all, "This is the definition of 'ordinary' outside of worldly context—more of a near-truth in the realm of philosophy. But that's not the main topic of my talk today."

The students at S University were generally pretty well-mannered. When Yu Jingxing wasn't engaging the audience, even their screams were quiet.

The man spoke gently, "When I was younger, I was proud and arrogant, so at one point I lost balance—like a silkworm after spinning its cocoon. Everything that remained lost its meaning."

Most of the students in the audience were still pretty young and couldn't really relate to the hardships he spoke of. They mostly just exchanged nervous glances. Li Yuanyuan squeezed Qi Zhen's hand.

Yu Jingxing smiled faintly—graceful and calm. "That wasn't depressing, just really confusing. And 'ordinary' was the most fitting answer I ever found for life."

A guy wearing glasses raised his hand and stood up with the mic. "So did you marry a relatively ordinary wife?"

Yu Jingxing's eyes were impossibly gentle, his thoughts pausing in silence. "That question's a little off-topic, but my wife will probably be watching, so I need to think carefully before I answer."

The crowd burst into laughter and applause.

Yu Jingxing actually seemed to pause and consider it, which made Qi Zhen start to get nervous too.

Then he said, "In this marriage, the ordinary one is me. She's always so lively and sweet—she makes me feel like I'm young again."

His gaze was soft and calm. Qi Zhen felt like he was looking at her—but she couldn't be sure.

She quickly ducked her head and turned away, refusing to look up at him.

Yu Jingxing smiled faintly, clearly holding back a laugh.

Some girls in the crowd screamed because they were so moved. Others grabbed tissues to wipe their tears. Soon the applause picked up again.

The man on stage was dazzling and distant, but also honest and grounded. He didn't use excessive sentimentality, but people were still awed by his knowledge and elegant presence.

The lecture continued. Yu Jingxing gave lots of examples, laying things out with careful logic and reasoning. He answered questions with warmth and grace—kind, but airtight, not leaving any loopholes.

Qi Zhen listened really carefully.

But honestly, she didn't really understand much. Even without going deep into philosophy, a lot of things couldn't be explained without it.

During the open Q&A section, someone asked about his achievements in philosophy, and even asked how his concept of the ordinary compared to different types of hedonism.

Finally, a girl with a shaky voice and a flushed face asked, "This might be off-topic, but I really want to know—what exactly is so great about your wife? A lot of people think you only married her because she was lucky. What's your take on that?"

Yu Jingxing smiled slightly. "Like you young people say—I'm the one who saved the galaxy."

A guy in the front row had his hand up for ages and never put it down. Even the people in the back started noticing how stubborn he was—was his arm made of iron or something? Didn't he get tired?

He finally got picked. The guy stood up to a chorus of playful boos from the crowd.

He looked up at Yu Jingxing and said confidently, "My name is Dang Liqun. I have a bit of a bold request. You've been someone I deeply admire since I was little. Would you be willing to witness my confession?"

Yu Jingxing didn't respond, and everyone turned to look at the guy.

Dang Liqun suddenly stood up straight, taking long, decisive strides down through the rows of seats.

He scanned the crowd, then confidently made his way straight to Qi Zhen. Right in front of everyone, he dropped to one knee.

He pulled out a ring box, nervous but sincere. "Junior, you might not know me, but I've been quietly paying attention to you for a long time. I like you. Please go out with me."

Under the lights, the tall, handsome boy had this tender, almost heartbreaking look in his eyes.

Qi Zhen was a little freaked out, her face turning pale. She stood up in a panic and said, "I'm sorry, but I don't know you."

The room instantly erupted in wild pig laughs.

Simping hard only to end up with nothing—god, this was awkward.

The tall guy cast a big shadow, like a mountain looming over her.

He stayed down on one knee, spine straight, even with everyone staring at him. "We can get to know each other starting now. I'll treasure you like the most precious thing in the world."

Qi Zhen's face turned even paler. Her chest felt tight, and her eyes were getting watery. "But I don't want to date you at all. I just feel really embarrassed right now."

Senior Dang looked at her with pity. "You really won't give me a chance? We're the same age, we can understand each other, we have the same interests—I can stay with you for the rest of my life."

He was the student council president, and on top of that, good-looking. Plenty of students in the crowd recognized him. Now they were all whispering among themselves.

The usually serious and upright student council president had this bad of a simp storyline?

Even if that cute soft girl slapped him in the face, he'd probably just smile like a creep and turn the other cheek for her to hit again.

Qi Zhen was completely stuck, unbearably awkward. She glanced toward the stage—Yu Jingxing was just silently watching her.

Her eyes were red, and she said almost defiantly, "But I'm already married. And I could never like you, because the person I love most is my husband."

Right after saying it, her eyes filled with tears. The auditorium filled with awkward boos and scattered clapping.

Onstage, Movie Emperor Yu looked calm and collected, like none of this teen drama really fazed him, though his eyes were unexpectedly deep and gentle.

Senior Dang was visibly shaken. He suddenly shot up, and the ring box fell to the ground with a clack. He shouted stiffly, "You're not lying to me?"

Even with the best temper, Qi Zhen was pissed. "Why would I lie about something like that!"

The simp really did end up with nothing.

But he didn't think he'd hit a wall—he still believed that simping hard would get him everything he wanted.

With an earnest, pained look, Senior said, "Then... if you ever get divorced, can I be first in line?"

Qi Zhen's face went blank, like she'd just been struck by lightning.

Before he could say anything else, Yu Jingxing cut in with a completely blank expression.

The older man spoke clearly into the mic, his voice cold and magnetic, echoing through the auditorium:
"Since you say you respect me, let me give you some advice."

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