290: Chapter 290 The Grand Show of the Year

Specialized drugs were never limited to just these two.

Lin Yuan leaned back in his car seat, the complete formulas he had temporarily set aside flashing rapidly through his mind.

Height-increasing.

Fat-burning.

Burn-treating.

Scar-repairing.

...

One after another, a dazzling array of them.

These technologies were all complete preparation schemes already lying deep within his consciousness.

However, one must eat one bite at a time, and play one's cards one by one.

Before the new year, he would first introduce two drugs most relevant to public livelihood pain points to pave the way and ignite nationwide anticipation.

After the new year, he would reveal the remaining trump cards one by one.

Besides that, there was also the "Super Soldier Serum" currently being prepared in full swing.

When all these things were fully implemented and made public...

The confidence level for that four-level lie in the field of Life Sciences should be just about fully filled.

Thinking of that day's arrival, Lin Yuan felt very expectant.

Half an hour later.

The car smoothly drove into a special family compound in the suburbs of Jingzhou, stopping slowly in front of a detached small courtyard with an extremely high security level.

Lin Yuan pushed the door open and got out, a biting winter wind rushing to meet him.

Lin Yuan looked up, and under the streetlamp at the courtyard entrance, three familiar figures were standing and looking out in the cold wind, wrapped in thick coats.

The white mist from their breath rose under the light, not knowing how long they had been waiting.

Lin Yuan felt a warmth in his heart and immediately quickened his pace to walk over.

"Grandpa, Dad, Mom."

"On such a cold day, why are you all standing outside?"

Zhou Xiulan also hurried up to meet him, grabbing Lin Yuan's arm and looking him up and down, the smile in the corners of her eyes impossible to hide.

"We were calculating the time, figuring you should be arriving about now, and couldn't sit still inside."

She smiled and brushed a bit of frost off Lin Yuan's shoulder.

"I originally thought you were just humoring me when you said you'd be back on New Year's Eve, after all, you're managing such big national affairs now..."

"I didn't expect my son to actually make it back on time."

Lin Yuan let his mother pull him, responding with a gentle smile:

"I promised to come back and spend the New Year with you, so I certainly couldn't easily break my word."

"The work at the laboratory has come to a temporary pause, so I naturally rushed back."

After speaking, Lin Yuan turned to look at his grandfather standing to the side.

The old man, Lin Wen, was wearing a crisp Zhongshan suit, his back still as straight as an ancient pine.

His gaze fell on Lin Yuan, looking him up and down, his eyes surging with unspeakable pride and relief.

In half a year, this grandson of his had forcefully forged the backbone of the Xia Kingdom into unshakable steel.

The old man didn't nag, simply raising his callus-covered right hand and patting Lin Yuan's shoulder heavily twice.

"Good lad."

The old man's voice was slightly deep, short and powerful.

"You did what you said you would; you didn't lose face for our Lin family."

"Let's go, inside!"

One sentence, crisp and decisive.

The group walked into the warm house.

The door closed, completely shutting out the bitter cold of the winter night.

In the dining room, the heating dispelled the chill, and the round table was already filled with an extremely sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner.

Braised pork ribs with a glossy sheen, steamed sea bass steaming hot, blanched shrimp bright and tempting, and a plate of freshly cooked, steaming cabbage and pork dumplings.

Lin Yuan washed his hands and sat down by the table.

Zhou Xiulan immediately picked up a piece of rib and stuffed it directly into Lin Yuan's bowl, chattering:

"Eat more, look how busy you've been lately."

Lin Yuan didn't stand on ceremony, picked up his chopsticks, and began to eat heartily.

At this moment in the Xia Kingdom, thousands of families were eating their New Year's Eve dinner, waiting for the start of the Spring Festival Gala.

But this year's atmosphere was completely different from previous years.

In past Spring Festival Galas, people probably just treated it as background noise, playing cards or chatting as usual.

If there were no elderly people at home, young people wouldn't even turn on the TV.

But tonight, everyone was guarding the screen, not even daring to blink their eyes too much.

The reason was simple: it was just because of the final Spring Festival Gala program list that the authorities had just released a few hours ago.

On that program list, at the position of the twelfth act, a program was clearly printed— [Song: "my people, my country"] [Performer: Tony]

The moment this program list was announced, countless people were so excited they sprang straight up from their sofas!

"Holy crap, it really got selected?!"

"Hahaha, the final program list is printed! It's officially confirmed! Tony is really going to sing a hymn at the Spring Festival Gala!"

"The Spring Festival Gala director team deserves a bonus this year! No, a whole chicken! They really listen to advice, they are so good at stirring things up!"

"I can't wait! Just thinking about Tony wearing his armor and singing "my people, my country", I get goosebumps all over!"

Countless Xia Kingdom citizens were excitedly discussing it at the dinner table, their anticipation already completely off the charts.

This year's Xia Kingdom Spring Festival Gala was no longer just a simple evening party, but a cultural victory involving the whole nation, one that trampled hegemony underfoot and rubbed it into the dirt!

In stark contrast to the festive revelry of the Xia Kingdom was the internet on The Other Side of the Ocean, which had fallen into complete despair.

With the trans-oceanic spread of the Xia Kingdom Spring Festival Gala program list, the ordinary public and fanatical fans on The Other Side of the Ocean completely broke down.

Countless people were venting their impotent rage online, subsequently falling into a deep sense of powerlessness.

"No! This isn't real! Tell me this is a prank by the Xia Kingdom people!"

"He not only changed his nationality, he is also going to sing a patriotic song of the Xia Kingdom in front of billions of people?! God, kill me!"

"I don't dare to watch... I really don't dare to watch! If that scene actually appears, my worldview will completely collapse!"

"Boycott! Boycott the Xia Kingdom Spring Festival Gala across the entire internet! Whoever watches it is a traitor to The Other Side of the Ocean!"

They clamored for a boycott, but the feeling of humiliation deep inside, the feeling of being tortured, just couldn't be shaken off.

On YouTube, there were even extreme fanatical fans holding live streams, crying bitterly while using hammers to smash their collected Iron Man figurines to pieces.

"He is no longer a superhero!"

The streamer roared hysterically in front of the camera.

However, a ruthless translated comment from a Xia Kingdom netizen drifted across the barrage: "Stop smashing them, brother, those plastic toys you're smashing, how could they possibly look as good as the real mecha we have appearing tonight?"

A fatal blow, a strike to the heart.

...

Time ticked away, second by second.

In the living room of the detached small courtyard in the suburbs of Jingzhou.

On the TV screen, the festive opening music played right on time, and the gorgeous stage lights lit up the entire screen.

"The Spring Festival Gala is about to start!"

Zhou Xiulan walked over with a plate of cut fruit, greeting them with a smile.

Lin Yuan took the fruit, placed it on the table, and his gaze followed it to the TV screen, a smile flashing in his eyes.

This Spring Festival Gala spectacle, facing billions of people around the world, was finally about to... officially raise its curtain!