Chapter 3130 Acceptance Speech

Joan can't imagine that a great man like Mr. Albert Weinstein, who led the world of Vales into the era of magic industry, and a cross-age academic master, can still maintain humility and sincerity at this age. Face aging and death with a peaceful and open mind.

I may be expected to surpass the achievements of the old man in academics, but when it comes to mind and vision, I am afraid I will never be able to reach the same level.

Alberton Weinstein said his final wish was to face death with dignity. This reminded Joan of his grandfather, who had expressed similar thoughts before his death, and the two old people were also worthy of respect.

The immortal self has gained unlimited youth and life, but also lost the opportunity to savor the dusk and silver hair like snow. This may be the price of eternal life.

Today's award ceremony is Albert Weinstein's last public appearance at an academic event. The old man has officially retired, and the successor chairman of the "Arcane Society" is also an old acquaintance of Joan - Archmage John Dee.

Archmage Dee is still very loyal, and came to support Joan in person, accompanied by Mr. Franklin, Joan's old principal, and Mr. Tennyson, editor-in-chief of the journal "Aofa Exploration".

Mr. Tennyson is in charge of hosting tonight's awards ceremony, and he discussed with Joan in advance if he could deliver an acceptance speech.

Everyone knows that this kid is socially afraid, and he is most afraid of public speaking, so you have to discuss it with him in advance, and you have to go through the motions, even if you just say a few routine words to thank your teachers, relatives and friends.

"Dr. Vader, take it easy. After accepting the award, you can say something casually, and you can make up five minutes." Mr. Tennyson encouraged the young mage.

In fact, Joan had already made up his mind, and wanted to take this opportunity to say a few words from his heart to the guests and young students on stage, so he told Mr. Tennyson: "If there is enough time, I would like to say a few more words. "

"Ah? Say a few more words? Of course that would be the best!" Mr. Tennyson showed surprise on his face, "You are doing well, boy! I am worried that you will be so nervous that you will be speechless once you take the stage!"

"Everyone is here for you. You are the absolute protagonist on the stage tonight. It doesn't matter how long you want to speak." Professor Moriarty also came to encourage his students.

Joan nodded, took a deep breath, and walked to the front desk. However, through the corner of the curtain, he could see that the audience was crowded with people. There are also many students of Midgard University who are not on the guest list and have no seats. They just stand in the aisle and wall of the auditorium to watch the ceremony.

Qiao An has grown up so big, and has never appeared on stage under the gaze of so many spectators. Not to mention giving an award acceptance speech, just seeing the crowded crowd under the stage, he couldn't help his legs feeling weak, dizzy and nauseous...

"Ah... no, my heartbeat is too fast, I can't breathe, I have to lie down and rest quickly."

Joan subconsciously withdrew backstage and retreated.

"Don't! Mr. Tennyson has already come to the stage to announce the curtain. Now that you are retreating, how can you let him step down?"

The old man Franklin hated iron for being weak, and was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

"Cheer up, my dear student, it's just to receive an award. This is no more difficult than fighting the ancient god." Professor Moriarty supported the student who was about to faint, and encouraged him loudly in his ear.

"No... I'd rather fight ten ancient gods than give a speech under the eyes of everyone. It's too scary... I can't do it, I will definitely die on the stage..."

Joan's head shook like a rattle.

"You brat, stop talking nonsense and support me!" The countess scolded in his ear, "This is a hurdle you must pass in your life. At this moment, you have the obligation to be a hero for the socially phobic youth all over the world." Be a role model, prove that people like us can save ourselves, face the gaze of the world, and show your courage!"

"Ah? You said it lightly..." Qiao An couldn't help complaining in his heart, "You are a long-sleeved and good at dancing diplomat who makes friends with many people. How can you represent our society to fear young people? Who are you talking about here?"

To complain, he also knew that, as the Countess said, he had to go through this hurdle today and use this rare opportunity to express his feelings to the public.

At this time, the host had already finished his opening remarks, and the auditorium was filled with warm applause, urging tonight's protagonist to appear on stage.

Time was running out, and Joan knew that he could no longer shrink back. He took a deep breath, collected himself, pulled up the curtain, strode up to the podium, and took the trophy from Mr. Tennyson.

There was thunderous applause from the audience, and countless pairs of expectant eyes focused on his face.

Joan originally thought that he would be so nervous that his mind would go blank, and he couldn't even utter a complete sentence. However, it is strange to say that when he was in the backstage just now, he was still nervous to death, but now he walked to the front stage, and his heart was inexplicable. Be sure.

Perhaps what I have always feared is not the public gaze, but the imagining of being under the spotlight. When the expectation is covered by the reality, and the divergent imagination converges on Dasein, it is discovered that it is nothing more than that.

Qiao An stood in the center of the podium, facing the live broadcasting camera in the hands of more than ten thousand viewers and reporters, calmed down his emotions, and according to the prepared draft, he first thanked his relatives and friends for their encouragement and teachers' cultivation, and then briefly introduced Take a look at your award-winning thesis.

After saying these routines, the tense nerves have been relaxed, and Joann will throw out the theme of tonight's speech-the ultimate question that he has been searching for for many years.

"I was rewarded for doing some superficial research on the interdependence of the Magic Web and the spellcaster, but I am more concerned about another web, a 'worldly web' that connects us all together, That's society."

"Before elaborating on this topic, we must first define what is a 'person' in the social sense."

Joan made a trick, creating a pointer out of thin air in his hand, and when he pointed the pointer into the air, a phantom shaped by magic appeared above the podium.

The phantom in the air is an elastic colloid, which is not affected by any external force when it exists in isolation. It is just a round ball. This is the "natural person" in Joan's eyes.

Joan waved the pointer, the ball of colloid in the air trembled slightly, and countless tiny particles protruded from the surface, extending in all directions, like slender spider threads. The influence exerted by the field in which it is located.

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