In the Humanities Education Selected Course.
Replaying Shuying's childhood, Professor Chen sighed softly. She looked at Ye, who coughed lightly while writing a letter, then looked toward Shuying on the program stage, dazzling, accomplished, admired by the world. No one could imagine that these two people were father and daughter.
Inside the classroom, students began discussing it in disbelief.
"Ye said she could succeed without an entertainment company. But how exactly did he raise her? I remember Shuying was already writing songs by herself at five years old."
"Exactly. At six and seven years old, she was already creating songs, participating in film and television performances, and even writing works for her alma mater. Her talent was extraordinary from the beginning. How can that be taught? That's pure natural ability. It has nothing to do with her father."
"Girls like this rise no matter what environment they grow up in. A genius is a genius. Her father had nothing to do with it."
At this moment, nearly every major trending platform shared the same heated topic. The headlines were overwhelming.
[Yu Shuying's rise has nothing to do with her father]
[No matter what family Yu Shuying had been born into, her talent would eventually burst open. Success was only a matter of time.]
[Yu Shuying inherited her mother's gifts. Her future achievements may become even more terrifying.]
[Put Yu Shuying into any family from Happy Family Program Group, and she would still rise.]
[A true genius needs no environment. Some people are simply born extraordinary.]
The internet was flooded with similar opinions. As Yu Shuying's childhood replay continued, more and more people became convinced of one thing.
Yu Shuying officially began rising at four years old. Her father seemed somewhat capable in the beginning, but after she turned four, in everyone's eyes, he completely declined. And strangely enough, after his decline, Yu Shuying's creative potential seemed to explode completely.
The comments section, especially among young women, grew increasingly emotional.
"This kind of father might be acceptable for ordinary families, but for a genius child? Completely useless. His vision is too limited."
"Pedantic. Stubborn. He gave up opportunities because he was afraid his daughter would outgrow him."
"Girls have limitless potential. Too many are delayed by ignorant parents, especially fathers who don't understand talent."
"Just keep watching. When the program reveals everything, everyone will understand what kind of legendary era Little Shuying truly lived through."
Now, the focus of the nation and the center of every discussion, Shuying herself said nothing. She simply watched quietly. Watched the image behind her.
On screen, Ye slowly took out an envelope, and he handed it to Little Shuying.
"This is the letter your mother left for you," he said gently.
Little Shuying held it tightly, and her eyes widened. "But... I want to see Mom."
Yu Ye smiled faintly. "Not yet. You need more time. Think about it. How long can one song stay popular? People forget quickly. You need more than music; you need many abilities. Let people hear your songs and watch your performances. Use inventions connected to your research and let your existence enter every corner of people's lives."
"When people remember you... They will remember your mother, too. And when enough people call for her... She will appear." His voice was soft and gentle, like spring wind flowing through the dry, foul-smelling slums of May.
Little Shuying nodded seriously. "Then I want to learn acting. I want to learn entertainment. I want to learn everything."
"No." Ye spoke firmly. "Tomorrow, you're going to school. Straight into advanced classes."
"I want to learn acting!" Little Shuying protested again.
"You can decide after reading your mother's letter." Ye remained calm.
Little Shuying lowered her head and looked at the envelope, then nodded reluctantly. She agreed to prepare for school. And from that moment onward, she never called him "Dad" first again.
The first fracture and the first emotional distance began there.
In front of the screen, Shuying nodded quietly. "That was the moment. After that day... I never called my father first again. And from that moment... My life officially began to rise."
When she finished speaking, the stadium exploded. People stood simultaneously, and thunderous applause erupted. The entire arena shook. Everyone was becoming increasingly emotional. Increasingly excited. Watching the rise of a girl who seemed born from destiny itself.
Commentator Tao lifted his microphone and spoke at exactly the right moment. "Now then... The program team and Shuying Studio have reached an agreement. Other contestants will also showcase warm moments from their families. Daily life. Conversations. Education. Parenting methods. After each contestant presents their family environment, specially invited judges will score them."
"And afterward... Shuying Studio will reveal her childhood experiences from the same age period for direct comparison."
"At the same time... We've invited Shuying's biological mother, and she will appear later. The program team will fully document it. If Liu Shi had personally educated Yu Shuying... What would have happened?"
At that moment, three contrasting directions emerged.
First, the slums. Yu Ye and how he taught his child.
Second, middle-class and upper-class families. Their parenting, their resources, and their methods.
Third, little Shuying's genius mother.
What kind of future would have existed if she had personally raised her daughter? But throughout the stadium, one opinion echoed repeatedly.
"No matter who raised Yu Shuying..."
"She would still rise."
"But honestly..."
"Her Father gave the worst education."
"Exactly."
"If Liu Shi raised her..."
"She would've been unbelievable."
"Honestly, with middle-class resources and better guidance..."
"Yu Shuying might have become even more terrifying."
"A superstar born once in a thousand years."
Excited discussions filled the stadium.
Meanwhile, Ye felt exhausted, and his vision blurred slightly. Decades of experimental medicine. Years of illness. Complications. Pain. Fatigue. They crushed his body relentlessly. Yet he still endured. Then, the system notification appeared.
[Four-year-old Little Shuying educational replay loading.]
[Historical immersive playback preparing.]
[Audience immersion mode activating.]
[Contrast screen effect loading.]
The final chapter, it was finally beginning. From four years old to eighteen. Fourteen years. Fourteen years of effort. Fourteen years of sacrifice. He had poured everything into developing her. A person's strength has limits, and Illness consumed what remained. He was reaching the end.
"Has it finally begun..." Ye whispered weakly.
Beside him, a young man noticed something was wrong. Ye's lips were pale, and his fingers trembled.
"Are you alright?" the young man asked anxiously.
Ye smiled and shook his head. Slowly, he forced himself upright. Looking forward and looking far away. He did not care about comparisons. Did not care about wealthy families. Did not care about his ex-wife returning.
Over fourteen years, he had emptied everything he once possessed. Experience. Knowledge. Ability. Wealth. His entire life. All for one child.
A voice deep inside him whispered. Do you regret it?
Ye laughed quietly, then answered. "Ask me that question when I enter hell."
Because very soon, everyone would finally understand what true education looked like and what the greatest love in the world looked like.
Under that education, a common girl, born where sunlight barely reached, rose upward. Against fate. Against reality. Against the impossible.
She ignited an era and became eternal.