"What do you mean, #3?"

"I second #3. Anyway, I'm not really buying it. Let the bullets fly for a while longer."

"The competition has only been going for four weeks, and you're already so eager to hype him up?"

"Everyone who knows anything about the domestic stock market gets it. Surely no one actually believes in some 'folk stock god,' right? No way, no way, no way!"

"Heh, a bunch of dumbasses!"

"A loser from Humanities posting press releases on the main site? The OP isn't Han Lie himself, is he?"

"What's so unbelievable about a folk stock god? Aren't there plenty of stories about grassroots rising in the market? If you don't understand, please don't use your ignorant, narrow-minded, wealth-hating, inferior thinking to speculate about true geniuses, okay?"

"What's wrong with Humanities? Did Humanities steal your family's food or something?! Screw you!"

"Oh dear, geniuses really are a dime a dozen these days..."

"He's at least genuinely number one in the country. Many students from the business schools of Qingbei, Fudan, and Jiaotong are competing. Where are their rankings? Are any of them even in the Top 100?"

"I'm not listening, I'm not listening, I'm not listening! Anyway, I didn't make any money, so it's all fake!"

"Still calling him 'God Lie'? Fucking hell, are you his ass-kisser or what?!"

"God Lie is awesome! As an insignificant nobody from our university's business school, I feel honored too!"

"I suggest that you salty critics who haven't actually traded should just shut up. I've been in the stock market for four years, making small profits overall. This year's simulation competition was a breeze for me, and Han Lie is genuinely awesome. You can't fake that kind of stability."

"Finally, a sensible comment."

"Good heavens! Just looking at all those sour grapes comments above, I'd have thought this was some third-rate diploma mill's forum..."

"Well, we are a liberal arts college. As the saying goes, 'In literature, there is no first place.' It's normal."

"So, what level is Han Lie really at?"

"Let me make a bold prediction: he's at a level where all brokerage firms and funds would be scrambling to recruit him."

"Right now? Without waiting for the competition to end?"

"Yes, right now."

"Is it that serious? It seems like last year's overall champion wasn't that sought after, was he?"

"That's because you don't know. Out of the top 10 finalists from the last competition, the six who were already employed all got promotions and raises. Of the remaining four, two went independent, and two were hired with high salaries. The overall champion is now at Tianhong."

"Well, well, another 'folk god'..."

"Last year's competition didn't have a genius with three consecutive weekly wins. Everyone's skill level was pretty similar, and the market happened to be weak, so the outcome was ultimately decided by defensive strategies."

"I'm about to explode with curses... Students from Fudan and Jiaotong are praising God Lie to the skies, yet here at our own university, people are just being jealous and insulting. What kind of trash is this?"

"Leeching! Just shamelessly leeching! What 'our own university'? I scored 642 on my college entrance exam, worked my ass off for it myself. I don't acknowledge students from some third-rate, unaccredited college as my fellow alumni!"

"Right, his awesomeness is his business. I'm a liberal arts student studying Arabic, and I don't want to ride on his coattails."

"Little brothers and sisters from Humanities, go back to your own forum to brag, okay? Be good now!"

"Go to hell!"

...

Good grief. In just over an hour, the argument had spanned three to four hundred posts.

And Han Lie could understand less than half of it.

Arguments at SISU were just too damn stylish. They'd start debating in Chinese characters, but as tempers flared, someone would suddenly bust out a foreign language to curse and swear.

At least ten different languages appeared in the entire thread, with people cursing up a storm in a confusing and chaotic mess.

Han Lie could only understand Chinese and English. He even had to guess the meaning of many slang terms in the English comments.

So, it was quite puzzling: how did those typing in Japanese and those typing in French understand the viciousness of each other's insults?

Dark Forest Law?

As soon as one side starts replying in a foreign language, do they just assume it's an insult and immediately launch a counterattack?

Truly fucking ridiculous...

But obviously, the focus wasn't on the multilingual mudslinging, but on the significance of the post itself.

Clearly, the person who asked the question wasn't genuinely clueless; they were most likely just trying to be a smart aleck.

The original poster clearly knew Han Lie well. Regardless of whether their intentions were good or bad, the enthusiastic responses from everyone proved one thing: Han Lie had become famous.

This was completely different from Han Lie's initial expectations.

He had imagined he would gain considerable fame in his professional field, perhaps even be sought after to some extent, but he hadn't expected it to include campus popularity.

SISU, much like its humanities program, wasn't really connected to finance.

One look at the status of the business school made it clear: it was treated like a stepchild.

Moreover, the business school itself primarily focused on versatile disciplines like marketing and management, its advantage being "language + profession."

The total number of finance students from the entire university—their proportion wasn't even worth mentioning, it was so pitiful—was less than 800.

This number included everyone from freshmen to seniors, as well as graduate students...

Oh, wait, that's not right; SISU doesn't offer a graduate degree in finance...

So, while Han Lie had indeed become famous, what he received wasn't praise, but rather indifference, jealousy, and skepticism.

His accomplishments meant nothing to SISU and brought no practical benefits.

The School of Humanities was so desperate for recognition that they placed more importance on him.

In reality, who would believe that SISU and its humanities program could nurture another financial elite?

It's just not realistic...

A spontaneously emerged genius like him, an anomaly, wouldn't bring significant benefits to the university or the discipline. That's why the SISU leadership remained indifferent.

Conversely, the President of the School of Humanities and the Dean of the Business School both took him very seriously.

Han Lie was still reading the posts when Wang Tianqing called. "My respected master," she said, "the university has decided to commend you! Have Dean Liu and Director Che called you yet?"

"No, you're the first."

"Heehee, that's wonderful! I called you the moment I heard the news. My efforts weren't wasted after all!"

"What are the specifics?"

"The meeting isn't over yet; the university authorities are still discussing it!"

"Then how did you find out?"

"It's a secret!"

Wang Tianqing giggled smugly, then her tone suddenly shifted.

"But it's not all good news. Yu Xueqin attended the meeting and seemed to have subtly bad-mouthed you... Not by openly slandering you, but, um, more in that bureaucratic way of holding you back, using excuses like 'the bigger picture,' 'potential impact,' or 'risks' to undermine you..."

"You managed to find out even that?"

Han Lie was surprised, gaining a new appreciation for Wang Tianqing's capabilities.

As for Yu Xueqin's scheming... it's trivial.

The financial circle is the most utilitarian and darkest of worlds, but the financial market is the fairest, a place where seniority means nothing.

The bond market, stock market, futures market, foreign exchange market...

A-shares, Gold, oil, Currency...

As long as you have real ability, all those scheming fiends will have to step aside, shivering as they watch you shine.

Think about it: traders with just an elementary school education, knowing absolutely nothing about theory, starting as mere order-takers, yet relying on market intuition and discipline, they eventually become capital titans. Isn't that inspirational?

This isn't some feel-good story; it's a true story that has happened many times.

In the financial industry, whether you're good at bluffing, trading, writing research reports, or handling clients... any of these can lead to a fortune.

Xu Xiang is just the most famous one.

Beneath the surface, "ordinary financial workers" who started from scratch and made millions in a year or tens of millions in three years are a dime a dozen.

Why do you think the prices in Magic Capital became so exorbitant later on?

The rates at high-end KTVs were all fucking inflated by those scumbags in the financial sector!

Then look at nearby Suzhou and Hangzhou. Good quality, reasonable prices, plenty of entertainment options—they're also new first-tier cities, wealthy places. Isn't the only thing they lack that strong financial character?

The reason Han Lie chose stock trading as his primary skill to upgrade was due to three words: autonomy.

On my path of capital accumulation, I won't beg anyone, nor will I care about anyone's opinion.

The university wants to give me an award?

It's not me begging you; it's you who should be coaxing me to accept it!

They can't even tell what's what. How ridiculous.

However, if Yu Xueqin dares to scheme against me, he'll have to pay the price. That's a matter of principle.

"Hey, do you want to be the student council president?" Han Lie asked casually, the thought suddenly striking him.

Wang Tianqing's breath hitched for a moment, then became heavy and rapid.

After about five seconds of consideration, she replied decisively, "Of course, I do! This isn't about money. This is... Do you have a way?"

What "this" was, she didn't elaborate.

But Han Lie had a rough idea.

Power, for great individuals, is a heavy responsibility; for the mediocre, it's the most potent aphrodisiac.

Although whether she became student council president or not meant nothing to Han Lie, still...

Backing a beautiful woman for president, and then building a harmonious and loving arts department... that would be quite exciting and fulfilling, wouldn't it?

God Lie gulped and made up his mind.

"It's good that you're willing; you can start preparing..."

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