You Took My Gaokao Top Scorer Title? My Family’s Martyrdom Is Exposed

My name is Wen Tianming. I'm an orphan.

My principles are simple: one is one, two is two. If something is wrong, then it's wrong.

I recite the Song of Righteousness every day, because my father, my grandfather, my great-grandfather, and all our ancestors were people like that.

I studied hard for ten years, hoping to enter a military academy and follow in their footsteps.

But someone stole my grades.

They told me it was an “accident,” that it was “the rules,” and that I should accept my fate.

I refused.

They used their power to crush me, tempted me with money, and threatened my future.

I still refused.

I have nothing, just a cheap backbone borrowed from the ancestral tablets.

They all laugh at me, calling me stupid, stubborn, and delusional.

Until one day, a reporter named Li Xue pointed her camera at me.

She helped me open my father's trunk of keepsakes, where we found his final letter: “Keep righteousness alive.”

She helped me break open my grandfather's general's lock and read his battlefield diary, every word soaked in blood.

Only then did the whole world finally fall silent and listen to me.

My principles are still simple.

I want everyone to understand that for some people, righteousness is carved into their very bones.

I want everyone to know that the descendants of heroes must never be insulted!

Heaven sees all, and the spirits of the loyal never die!