Starting as a Wallfacer, his defection to the Three-Body Problem shocked the world.

These past few days, television programs have been almost entirely filled with news reports, all covering the chaos caused by immortals in various places.

Whether these journalists are deliberately creating the illusion that immortals are causing trouble or simply because they think these stories are sensational, the hostility towards immortals is growing stronger and stronger.

Some so-called "experts," along with all sorts of charlatans, have come out to verbally attack the immortals.

Some say that the cell division drugs they drank could not extend human lifespan at all, but instead increased their chances of cell mutation, and that they would die of cancer within a few years.

Some say they are government insiders who know some of the truth, and that the immortals were originally a deception by the upper class, a tool to divert the hatred of the lower class, or that capital was behind it.

In the end, the rumors kept getting more and more outlandish.

Luo Congmin was unwilling to look at these things because, unlike most people, she had come into contact with immortals and knew that the things on the internet were fake.

Chang Weisi, Zhang Xiang, Lin Xuan, Ding Yi, and Wang Miao are all immortals.

They are not as bad as people say online.

At first, when she heard people around her speaking ill of the immortals, Luo Congmin would argue back, but after a while, she became too lazy to say anything.

You can shut one or two people up, but can you shut up millions of people?

When one person slanders you, that's called slander, but when a group of people slander you, that's called justice.

So she hardly watches the news these days, which is somewhat similar to her mother Zhuang Yan. However, Luo Congmin is more stubborn than Zhuang Yan. Zhuang Yan stops watching when she gets annoyed, but Luo Congmin insists on watching even when she gets annoyed.

She switched the TV from program mode to on-demand mode, pressed the remote control twice, and then remembered that on-demand mode required a different remote control.

"Tsk, watching TV these days is such a hassle. You have to change four or five remotes just to switch channels. Why didn't Qin Shi Huang standardize the remotes when he unified the writing system?"

Lin Xuan, who was standing to the side, smiled upon hearing this.

"These are all things that came later. Back in the days of satellite dishes, watching TV wasn't this complicated."

"What is a satellite dish?" Luo Congmin asked, puzzled.

"Oh right, I almost forgot, this thing was completely banned when you were born. It used to be everywhere in the countryside. It was easy to make; you could just put it on the roof and you could receive a signal to watch TV."

"Then why is something so good banned?" Luo Congmin asked, puzzled.

"What do you think?"

Luo Congmin pondered for a while.

"Is it because they're afraid someone might use it to communicate with the Trisolarans?"

Lin Xuan was taken aback when she heard this.

Goodness, this girl's thought process is a bit too strange.

"Obviously not. They're just in it for the money. If everyone used this thing, who would still want to watch TV programs on demand?"

Luo Congmin nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

"That makes some sense. If something really were that good, I definitely wouldn't be paying for TV program subscriptions."

These days, you have to subscribe to a membership to watch TV. And that's not all; you also need access to early access content. Some unscrupulous businesses even recommend exclusive ads to members, which is really a bit outrageous.

As they were talking, Luo Congmin selected a seven-year-old movie as the on-demand option—"Man Jiang Hong".

This movie was released in 2023. At that time, Luo Congmin was busy preparing for the entrance exam to junior high school, so she didn't have much time to watch movies.

Surprisingly, seven years later, watching this movie on TV still requires payment.

"Please pay 6.9 yuan to watch 'Man Jiang Hong'."

Seeing the notification, Luo Congmin breathed a sigh of relief; the price wasn't too expensive considering current prices.

With rampant inflation, a bowl of Chongqing noodles (about 100 grams) costs 30 to 40 yuan; money has become worthless.

But Lin Xuan, who was standing to the side, touched her chin.

"Something doesn't feel right to me. It shouldn't be this cheap."

“What could be wrong with that? Since he dared to write it, I dare to buy it.” Luo Congmin pressed the payment button directly.

The next second, the screen went black, and then lines of text slowly appeared on the screen.

"Man Jiang Hong, Yue Fei"

"My hair stands on end in anger, I lean on the railing as the rain subsides. I raise my eyes, look up to the sky and roar, my heart filled with fierce passion..."

Luo Congmin: ? ? ?

The two of them were completely dumbfounded.

Good grief, I thought you were "Man Jiang Hong", but who would have thought you actually are "Man Jiang Hong"?

"Does this... count as telecom fraud?"

"No, it doesn't count. What else do you want to see for 6.9 yuan? Don't worry about anything else, just tell me if it's Man Jiang Hong or not."

……

In late June, Luo Congmin finished her college entrance examination with a score of 657.

She took the new college entrance examination and scored almost full marks in all subjects except for math. If Ding Yi hadn't been tutoring Luo Congmin in math since she was a child, she probably would have failed.

Lin Xuan said that it was fortunate that Luo Ji had learned from his mistakes and did not register his daughter's household registration in the four provinces of China, otherwise, even with this score, it would have been difficult for her to get into a 985 university.

This is mainly due to the overall environment.

We are now in an era of crisis, a time when humanity is giving its all to develop technology.

The phenomenon of "emphasizing science over humanities" has almost become a common social phenomenon.

Many universities have chosen to reduce or discontinue enrollment in humanities majors, which has directly led to the difficulty of the college entrance examination for humanities students being several times greater than that for science students.

But not everyone can understand science, so they can only remain in the inferno of humanities.

Everyone is taking exams. Those who chose humanities majors are practically burning their buckets with their scores, scrambling to get those last few spots.

This has led to increasingly outrageous score differences between provinces, even resulting in the bizarre situation where students from Henan province, who are in the same major and dormitory, have scores twice that of others.

Luo Congmin's dream school is Lin Xuan's alma mater, the University of Chinese Academy of Sciences.

However, there is a serious problem: the University of Chinese Academy of Sciences mainly trains master's and doctoral students, and there are not many undergraduate majors. Moreover, most of them are related to science, engineering, chemistry, agriculture, materials and medicine, and there are very few liberal arts majors.

So Lin Xuan went to see Principal Liu Chang alone.

"What the heck, they're opening a separate humanities major just for her?"

Liu Chang was stunned when he heard Lin Xuan's words.

“I told you to treat the school like your home, and you really do treat the school like your own home, don’t you? Because starting a new major by yourself is absolutely unprecedented.”

"Moreover, I don't think humanities majors are of any real help to the current Three-Body crisis. Offering them would be a waste of resources. Many students' families are struggling to make ends meet. How can you expect them to think about the future?"

Lin Xuan seemed to have known all along that Liu Chang would say that. After the old man Liu Chang finished speaking, he began his persuasive tactics.

“Principal Liu, look, let me do the math for you. Don’t you need money to do scientific research?”

"Yes."

"Where did the money come from?"

"Project funding from PDC."

"Does the PDC also have to pay for the Wallfacer Project?"

"correct."

"So, is Luo Ji a Wallfacer? As his daughter, can Luo Congmin also mobilize some of the resources that PDC gives to Luo Ji? If she goes to your school... no, our school, then does that mean we'll have money?"

"Think about it carefully, Principal Liu. This girl is your cash cow. If you miss this opportunity, you'll never have another one."

Liu Chang fell silent.

He thought about it carefully, and it seemed... that made sense.