sinovels Chapter 921 Origin
Chapter 921 Origin
Chapter 921 Origin
Bai Yuxia was silent.
Chen Siyu was heartbroken. She was upset because she had never released such resources, but her deskmate had secretly known about them...
Isn't this another kind of betrayal?
She looked sad and said in a mournful tone, "Yuxia, what are you looking at all day? Let me check your phone!"
Bai Yuxia was sitting obediently in her seat at this time. Her lemon yellow plush coat was warm and soft, but it seemed to dye her pure soul.
"Why are you looking at my phone?" Bai Yuxia's ears felt hot, but she was still able to remain calm. This was her power of control, and she would never lose control!
Chen Siyu pressed aggressively: "Will you give it to me or not?"
In order to prove her innocence, Bai Yuxia chose to give her the phone.
Xue Yuantong hurriedly moved closer, ready to peek into Bai Yuxia's little secret, but Bai Yuxia's browser search history was empty, without any records.
Unlike Tongtong, who always searches for tips on how to grow taller on the browser.
Chen Siyu couldn't believe it: "How could it be?"
Bai Yuxia saw the two girls' surprise, but she didn't say anything and remained calm and composed.
Chen Siyu put away her doubts and said firmly: "A clean browser does not mean that you are clean."
Bai Yuxia smiled and said, "Slander."
Jiang Ning said beside him: "Siyu is right, because you turned on private browsing."
Bai Yuxia: “…”
Their little world seemed like a joke, as if isolated from the rest of the world, but their classmates were questioning them.
"Teacher Shan, you are kidding, Africa?" Tang Jing covered her nose with her hands, showing disgust.
Most people's impression of Africa is that it is dark, dirty, smelly, chaotic and diseased. Tang Jing doesn't want them to have anything to do with Class 8.
Meng Gui emphasized: "It's mainly black!"
Cui Yu leaned back and said with a smile, "Where is it dark? Hasn't it been like this for so many years?"
Hu Jun is researching: "It's not all black, there must be white."
Duan Shigang shouted across the air: "Then the question is, what is the whitest thing about them?"
Lu Qiqi thought of the department store merchandise and answered, "Teeth?"
Cui Yu: "Wrong! It's the master!"
Chen Qian pushed his glasses and replied with a very scientific and cultural temperament: "Strictly speaking, it should be the cotton in their hands."
Ma Shicheng said: "Chen Qian, you are wrong. The cotton does not belong to them."
"So I'm right, right?" Cui Yu was overwhelmed. This was too hellish.
The classmates in the class burst into laughter.
At this time, the current class monitor Xin Youling raised his hand and said: "Teacher Shan, if they are new students from China, we will gladly welcome them, but I believe that most students in the class will not be happy with the international students you mentioned. Regardless of language or customs, if conflicts arise, it will not only fail to achieve the purpose of friendly exchanges, but will also affect the friendship between the two countries."
After Shan Qingrong was forced to agree to Teacher Yan's arrangement, he had anticipated such a situation.
He had already prepared a question in his mind, and asked, "Students, why do you think we accept non-African international students?"
Guo Kunnan spoke enthusiastically: "Having international students can show the inclusiveness of our school, make our school look great, and give our leaders face!"
Duan Shigang and Liu Chuandao all applauded him: "Well said, well said!"
When the new student Gong Jin heard this, he laughed and ranked their IQ at the lowest level.
Dong Qingfeng was the second to speak. He denied it first: "Guo Kunnan, your realm of thought is too superficial."
Then, he talked eloquently: "Let me talk about their backgrounds first. Many of the students who come here to study often come from powerful local families. They receive education in our country and will become friendly to us when they return to their countries in the future. They will not only support us internationally, but it will also be much easier for us to do business locally."
"Two years ago, there were students who had studied in our country for more than ten years and finally returned to Egypt and became leaders. So, this is taking the upper-level route and cultivating people who can lead the way. Anyway, they will study abroad. Instead of being reformed in the West, it is better for them to come here."
Finally, Dong Qingfeng concluded: "Normally, I am neutral, but after hearing what the monitor said, I choose to support him."
As he said this, he turned around and gave Xin Youling a smile.
Cui Yu whispered: "Bitch."
Meng Ziyun, who was watching from the sidelines, said: "Bitch!"
Gong Jin was quite impressed by Dong Qingfeng's words: "You have some skills, but only to a certain extent."
Chen Qian put down the English test paper in his hand and pushed his black-framed glasses: "Qingfeng, what you said is the most ideal state, but more people did not go back, but chose to stay, and even because of those generous introduction plans, they can have extremely high incomes and finally get married in China."
"Moreover, you often see negative news about them in the news. How should you evaluate such extraordinary treatment?"
Dong Qingfeng did not refute, he could not refute, he just said lightly: "It is just a trivial sacrifice in the grand plan."
Ma Shicheng shook his head: "Whose interests are being sacrificed?"
Shan Kaiquan didn't waste any words. He stood up directly and stated his identity: "I object!"
Seeing his good brother's state, Guo Kunnan impulsively stood up and raised his hand: "I object too!"
Shan Qingrong sat high on the podium, listening to the students' argument. He did not say anything, but turned on the multimedia computer and inserted the USB flash drive he had prepared in advance.
He found the USB drive in 'My Computer', clicked on a video file, and clicked play.
The video started playing, and what came into view was a girl's self-introduction video. She introduced herself in broken but barely audible Chinese: "Hello, my friends in China..."
The girl appeared in person, with three-dimensional bone structure, similar to that of the Uyghurs. She had thick and long eyelashes, and her blue eyes were bright. What was even more unexpected was that the girl's skin was actually yellow-white.
Shan Kaiquan, who was just refuting, was stunned: "No way, from the video, she is whiter than Brother Nan?"
The dark and handsome Guo Kunnan was confused. He took out a mirror and looked at himself, questioning his life: "Who is the black man?"
Chen Qian explained: "This is actually a normal situation. We have a stereotype that all Indians are black, but in fact, some high-caste Indians even have white skin."
"But I think this girl is mixed-race, right? She has Asian blood." Chen Qian questioned.
After the video was played, Shan Qingrong waited for a while before asking, "Who is in favor and who is against?"
The international student was beautiful, so Guo Kunnan chose to sit down.
Shan Qingrong paid no attention to the insignificant ordinary students, but instead looked at Xue Yuantong, seeking her opinion.
Xue Yuantong didn't say anything. If it was really dark, she would definitely not be happy. It would be so scary.
Shan Qingrong understood.
According to the information he had read, the female student's grandfather was a Chinese before, but later went to Singapore to do business. After settling down, he married a Malaysian woman and had two sons. One of them went to Africa to do business and married the daughter of a local warlord, and finally had her.
Shan Qingrong thought to himself, "I heard from Lao Yan that she grew up in a war-torn area. I heard that the car she was riding in was bombarded by shells on the way here. I hope she can behave herself after joining our eighth shift."
"It's a pity that our Yuzhou No. 4 High School is just an ordinary high school, not a military school. Otherwise, after graduation, we can return to our country to fight..."
Shan Qingrong had seen news reports before about students studying abroad at military academies returning to small countries to lead troops in battle.
To solve the problem of international students, Shan Qingrong also explained some learning problems: "The second year of high school is very important. Compared with the third year of high school, it is a link between the previous and the next year. It is the middle of a long race. Compared with the starting point..."
Shan Qingrong said, "You have to concentrate. Your class has the longest winter break I've ever had."
Cui Yu felt refreshed physically and mentally: "It feels good. I finally got to enjoy the benefits for a while."
After giving the instructions, Shan Qingrong left the classroom. There were many things to do at the beginning of the school year and he had to be busy.
……
The bell rang for the end of get out of class and the students came back to life.
Yu Wen shouted in the back row: "Why should I let her? She is not afraid of offending me, so why should I be afraid of offending her?"
Lu Qiqi was secretly angry when she heard her making indirect accusations. She vowed to find new classmate Gong Jin to sit at the same table with her in the next class and try to win him over as soon as possible.
In the front row, Pang Jiao intimidated Song Sheng with her ferocious eyes.
Song Sheng glared back without hesitation. He had experienced the battle with Pang Jiao, and his soul had been baptized. Now he was extremely powerful!
Song Sheng swaggered to the corridor outside.
Feeling the cold wind, he was filled with lofty sentiments and wanted to find someone to express his arrogance to.
I looked around, but there was no one to talk to.
His fitness buddy Qiangli betrayed him cruelly when he needed him the most.
Song Sheng swore that the next time he met Qiang Sheng in the gym, he would beat him up!
However, the future cannot solve the loneliness of the present.
Song Sheng felt very lonely. It was like he had tried his best to win the championship, but when he looked around, there was no spectator.
So, does victory still have meaning?
When he was bored, a simple and honest figure appeared quietly.
Song Sheng discovered that it was Shan Xiao, an honest student from Class 8.
Before he could say anything, Shan Xiao gave him a thumbs up: "Song Sheng, you are so strong. You dare to face Pang Jiao directly. Most people don't dare to do that!"
Song Sheng's empty heart was instantly filled by Shan Xiao.
The small eyes on his fat face narrowed even more arrogantly: "She? She is just a tiger with a strong appearance but a weak heart!"
Shan Xiao said solemnly: "No, Pang Jiao is very scary, and courage is the greatest hymn of mankind. Congratulations, Song Sheng!"
Song Sheng's vanity was blown away by the praise, and he was even happier: "Of course, I haven't had a smooth journey, and I have thought about giving up. Haha, if I gave up, I'm afraid I would be ridiculed."
Speaking of this, Song Sheng felt a little scared, but fortunately he did not give in.
Shan Xiao looked formal and said sincerely, "No matter what choice you make, I will not ridicule you. Daring to confront Pang Jiao is a manifestation of courage. Daring to say that you dare not confront Pang Jiao is also a manifestation of courage!"
After hearing this, Song Sheng looked at Shan Xiao deeply and instantly upgraded him from a classmate to a good friend.
Song Sheng patted his shoulder and said affectionately: "Shan Xiao, I will take you to the gym on weekends in the future!"