Starting from a Fake University-Chapter 1592 - 840: You Are the Future of the World

The graduation ceremony of Mist City Arts and Science University was filled with an atmosphere of emotion and intensity.

Students dressed in their graduation gowns, holding books and other keepsakes to commemorate their graduation, took photos and wrote messages for one another. Each face reflected an unmistakable sense of reluctance to part.

Indeed.

After all, this campus where they had spent four years, a place that carried the essence of their youth, who could easily let it go?

It’s fair to believe that many university graduates, as the graduation season approaches, harbor some degree of reluctance in their hearts, right?

Of course, beyond the feeling of unwillingness, many also feel a sense of melancholy. This melancholy stems from knowing that the companions of these past few years will now head in different directions, and who knows when they’ll meet again?

"Qiang, where are you planning to work?"

"Yang, where do you see yourself developing in the future?"

"Today we part ways—not sure when we’ll meet again."

"Guys, let’s promise to reunite every year. Deal?"

"We must reunite once a year, absolutely!"

"No matter the distance, we’re brothers. If you ever need anything, just say the word!"

"When you get married, make sure to invite me, alright?"

"Suddenly, there’s this overwhelming sense of sadness."

"Are you all leaving right after the graduation ceremony ends?"

"Have you sorted out your job situations yet?"

The first batch of graduates from Mist City Arts and Science University earnestly discussed the past and the future. Their bonds of brotherhood and friendship—those ties were impossible to sever.

The students felt reluctant to part, but what they didn’t know was that their Principal Ding found it even harder to let go.

This first batch of students—the ones who had propped up Mist City Arts and Science University—would soon leave. They would leave the campus, step into society, start working, and begin showcasing their individual value to the world.

Backstage in the rest lounge at the Central Sports Ground.

Ding Yue took one last look at the speech he had already memorized by heart.

He had started drafting this speech last year, revising it multiple times before arriving at this final version.

"Principal Ding, the graduation ceremony is about to start. Here’s a list of the outstanding students you’ll be presenting the graduation certificates to later."

Director Qi Chunsheng approached and informed Principal Ding.

"Alright."

Ding Yue took the list handed over by Director Qi Chunsheng.

The first name on the list was Tong Yihang, followed by Liu Tiefei.

The first few names were of students Ding Yue knew very well, such as Chen Jun and others. They were among the most outstanding students at Mist City Arts and Science University, well-known for their achievements—in fact, they had even been involved in the development of the lithography machine.

"Secretary Wen will have the graduation certificates you need prepped and ready later."

Director Qi Chunsheng added.

"Alright, got it," Ding Yue nodded in acknowledgment.

At the graduation ceremony, Ding Yue not only had to deliver the graduation speech but also present the certificates to the outstanding students—a crucial part of the event.

Just as Director Qi Chunsheng finished speaking, Secretary Wen Ruohan appeared, holding a large stack of graduation certificates.

"Principal Ding, these are the graduation certificates you’ll be presenting later. I’ve already sorted them according to the list for you."

Wen Ruohan said promptly upon arrival.

"Mm, thank you for your hard work."

Ding Yue smiled at Secretary Wen Ruohan and said, "During the certificate presentation part, bring these over then."

"Got it, Principal Ding."

Secretary Wen Ruohan nodded and acknowledged.

A few minutes later, the graduates participating in the ceremony had all gathered at the Central Sports Ground, just like during military training—organized by class.

However, this time, Ding Yue didn’t make them stand. The student council had thoughtfully prepared seats for each class in advance.

Back when school started and military training was held, the students had to stand for the mobilization conference to cultivate their resilience. But this time was different—this was their graduation ceremony. Every student was dressed in a graduation gown instead of training uniforms, so the school decided to let them sit for the ceremony.

"Principal Ding, the students are all ready. You can head up for the speech now."

Director Qi Chunsheng came over and reported again.

"Alright."

Ding Yue nodded slightly, then stood up from the sofa in the lounge.

Today was a particularly significant day for Ding Yue as well.

As the principal, he was finally about to send off the first batch of graduates. For a moment, a wave of emotion washed over him.

Perhaps.

People come, people go; reunions and farewells—this is the essence of life, isn’t it?

Ding Yue stood up and left the lounge, heading toward the stage of the Central Sports Ground.

When Ding Yue stepped onto the stage, the students in the sports ground erupted in cheers. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

"Principal Ding!"

"Principal Ding is here!"

"Wow, Principal Ding looks so dashing in formal attire today."

"Ah, seeing Principal Ding always made me happy before, but for some reason, seeing him today fills me with this strange, indescribable sadness."