This was the question she posed, and it was also the dilemma she was currently facing in her creative process.
She wanted to come to this platform, seeking a genius to resolve her confusion. Perhaps new blood could spark greater inspiration, offering her fresh ideas.
At the moment she saw the young man, she had a strong premonition that she was in the right place.
The broadcast announced that Liu Runxi was about to respond.
The young man remained silent, like a sculpture lost in thought.
Countless eyes from both on and off the stage were fixated on him, while in the audience, Yan Lu nervously clutched onto Gao Yuyue's hand.
"Why did he choose literature? His forte is clearly science and engineering, why put himself through this?"
Gao Yuyue rolled her eyes: "What misconception do you have about God Liu? He's a genius in all subjects with a photographic memory, just slightly behind Shen You'an..."
