Reborn as a Freshman in High School: Thirty Years of Experience in Dimensionality Reduction Impact

At thirty years old, I was a master speaker who traveled across the country. He can control a venue of thousands of people with one mouth and tear apart people's hearts with a few words. The audience is always applauding and looking up to him. Everyone said that I was young and promising and was born to stand in the light. No one knows that I was once the most transparent poor student in the first year of high school. I had low self-esteem and was cowardly. I didn't even dare to refuse others to smoke. The people I missed and the life I missed were all scars buried deep in my heart. After a trance, the curtain came down on the high platform, and when I opened my eyes again, chalk dust fell on the tip of my nose. I went back to the time when I was seventeen years old, in the third week of my first year of high school, before all the regrets happened. There is no system, no predetermined answers, only the mind, vision and eloquence honed over thirty years. People who did not dare to quarrel with each other before are now able to deal with it calmly; questions that could not be learned before can be seen through the logic at a glance; girls that they missed before no longer dodge this time. The storm of piloting a flight, the campus stage, two periods of unfulfilled tenderness, and the falling trajectory of life. This time, I stood up from the corner and wanted the entire youth to listen to me.