Chapter 1: The Chinese Kid

May 27th.

A university in Queens, New York City, on the east coast of country M.

On the green field, the rugby players are in a fierce match.

A white student was running on the court with the ball, and his body was nimble enough to dodge and stop from side to side, dodging the opposing defenders one by one.

They were like bison running on the grassland, rushing everywhere, and the man with the ball was caught on top of each other like several stacks of arhats.

Huang Zhenghua walked past the sidelines with a lunch box in his hand.

He is 1.76 meters tall, with a short size, wearing beige skinny denim on his lower body, a blue and white plaid shirt on his upper body, a pair of CAT brown labor protection shoes on his feet, a backpack on his back, and a lunch box in his hand.

His name is Huang Zhenghua, 19 years old, Chinese-American, sophomore majoring in chemistry and biochemistry.

This lunch box was brought over by Huang Zhenghua from home, and it is like this every day.

The meal was very fragrant, rice, beef stewed with potatoes, plus a braised pork, plus two eggs, this is Huang Zhenghua's lunch.

Huang Zhenghua's family is poor and can't afford to eat in the canteen.

It's good to be able to afford tuition, and this degree is still helped by a friend who knew my father.

Suddenly, the rugby ball spun, like a discharged cannonball, drawing a perfect arc in the sky.

"Bang"

The rugby ball was smashed into the lunch box in Huang Zhenghua's hand.

"Wow" The lunch box in Huang Zhenghua's hand spilled all over the ground, and his hand hurt a little.

"Adam, this three-point shot is accurate, and you can switch to basketball. ”

"I can try it next semester. ”

"Haha!"

The rugby players cheered when they saw Huang Zhenghua's ugly appearance.

Huang Zhenghua watched the uneaten food spill on the ground, and when he saw it, the black, white-skinned football players on the field were looking at him and cheering, like warriors returning triumphantly.

This meal was a lunch brought from home, and I haven't eaten much, but now it's all gone, and when I look at the other party, I don't apologize at all, but on the contrary, I look happy, and I'm more excited than winning the Rose Bowl championship.

Huang Zhenghua suddenly burned with anger from the bottom of his heart and stood up on the ground.

"Apologies!"

Huang Zhenghua pointed to the other party not far away and scolded.

"Haha, apologize? Adam, what did he say, I heard you right?" A white student of 1.8 meters heard Huang Zhenghua's words, as if he had heard a big joke, and pointed to Huang Zhenghua and looked at the black teammate next to him.

"You heard me right, yes, this Chinese kid asked us to apologize to him, oh my God, is the sun coming out of the west?" said the other two white students hugging and laughing as if they were performing on Broadway.

The black student, Adam, heard his companion's words and tugged at the corners of his eyes with the ring fingers of both hands.

"Damn!" Huang Zhenghua couldn't stand it anymore when he saw this extremely insulting action, put down the book and lunch box in his hand, and rushed forward.

"Come on, we'll accompany you in the fight. Adam saw Huang Zhenghua rushing up angrily, raising his hands into fists, making preparations for boxing, swaying his upper body from side to side, straight fist, left hook fist whirring demonstration.

It's still fair to fight in country M, it's usually heads-up, and even if you have friends, no one helps.

Huang Zhenghua's body was not bad at all, and he rushed up to fight with the other party.

The sudden heads-up caused countless onlookers on the sidelines, and some people even began to bet that the Asian kid could withstand Adam for a few minutes.

Huang Zhenghua completely relied on brute force and wanted to scuffle with each other, but Adam didn't give Huang Zhenghua this opportunity, Adam had learned boxing for two years, his footwork was flexible, and he laughed like a monkey and dodged away.

In the crowd, many students laughed when they saw Huang Zhenghua rushing like a brute bull with no goal in his head, throwing himself into the air everywhere.

Some of the Asian students were speechless and covered their eyes, feeling a little burned, and some even began to leave, out of sight.

"Good Adam, you have the style of Tyson. Seeing Adam's fist punch hit Huang Zhenghua's nose and face swollen, the rugby players began to cheer for Adam.

Huang Zhenghua was punched several times by the other party, all in the ribs.

"Foreign devil!" The anger made Huang Zhenghua forget the pain on his body, and rushed forward like an angry bull.

"Bang"

Adam dodged to the right, twisted his hips, and threw a right hook that hit Huang Zhenghua's left chin.

Huang Zhenghua's mind suddenly went blank, the world swirled in front of his eyes, his ears buzzed, and he fell to the ground.

“KO!”

"Wow!"

The students around "Woo woo woo" cheered as if it were Christmas.

Huang Zhenghua fell to the ground and kept twitching, his eyes rolling.

"Damn Chinese, let me lose fifty dollars for nothing," a student in the crowd who had just lost a bet came up and kicked Huang Zhenghua hard in the stomach.

"Alas!" sighed some Chinese students in the crowd.

There were also some who had just gambled big, and they also rushed from behind.

"Don't fight, he'll die if you beat him again. In the crowd, a 17-year-old Chinese student rushed out of the crowd and said.

His name is Zeng Tucheng, a Chinese student and a first-year freshman majoring in financial management at the university.

Zeng Tucheng, who is 1.71 meters old, has pale yellow broken hair, a slightly chubby body, and wears a famous brand.

"Get out of the way, this kid made me lose five hundred dollars just now, and I'm going to earn it back on his stomach. ”

Zeng Tucheng stood in front of Huang Zhenghua, took out a thousand dollars from his pocket, and said, "These are enough for your losses, right?"

"You're lucky, boy. The man took and counted a thousand dollars, glared viciously at Huang Zhenghua, who was lying unconscious, and said.

"And me. ”

"And me. ”

Regardless of whether they lost the bet or not, some people in the crowd began to fish in troubled waters.

Zeng Tucheng knew the intentions of these people, and knew that if he didn't give it, he believed that they would come up and kick it a few times.

They are the ones who are most happy to do the beating of the water dogs.

"It's gone" Zeng Tucheng opened his pocket and said, everyone saw that the other party was indeed out of money, and they all dispersed.

"Are you alright?" Zeng Tucheng said in Chinese.

Just now he heard Huang Zhenghua speaking Chinese, and he should be a Chinese student.

Zeng Tucheng thought to himself.

Huang Zhenghua sat up, took out a mouthful of blood, and said forcefully, "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome, everyone is a descendant of Yan and Huang, this is nothing. ”

"My name is Huang Zhenghua. ”

"My name is Zeng Tucheng. Zeng Tucheng said.

"Thank you for today's incident, I will pay back your money. Huang Zhenghua said.

"Don't, you will see the outside world when you mention money, money is a bastard, and anything that can be solved with money is not a problem. Zeng Tucheng patted his chest and said in disappointment.

"No, the money has to be returned, let me have some time. "The money owed to people must be repaid, this is Huang Zhenghua's code of conduct.

"I really don't need to mention money, whoever mentions me and I'm in a hurry, if you really thank me, it's better for us to be friends. Zeng Tucheng stretched his hand over, looked at Huang Zhenghua on the ground and said.

"Okay, thank you, Brother Zeng, I made this friend of yours Huang Zhenghua. Huang Zhenghua grabbed each other's hands and pressed each other, and Huang Zhenghua stood up.

The two made friends, Zeng Tucheng is 17 years old this year, two years younger than Huang Zhenghua.

"Brother Huang, I'm happy today, let's go out for a meal and congratulate us on getting to know each other. ”