Chapter 285: A Speech of a Freshman in History

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Zhou Ming walked onto the rostrum, and Principal Lawrence took the initiative to shake hands with Zhou Ming and said, "Zhou Ming, this is a rare opportunity, I hope you will perform well." ”

Lawrence walked off the podium after speaking, although he still had that dead mother expression on his face, as long as he paid attention, he could still find a trace of banter and smugness in his eyes. Zhou Ming didn't say much about this, just nodded silently and thanked him, and then stood on the rostrum, Zhou Ming could see that Lawrence stepped down and was questioned by the members of the Harvard Board of Directors, obviously the people on the Harvard Board of Directors were also very dissatisfied with his arrangement.

It's no wonder, after all, this opening ceremony is also a face project of Harvard, how can Lawrence be so willful?

In fact, for Zhou Ming, a 26 Chinese entering Harvard, all the members of the board of directors have great opinions, but opinions can be divided into opinions, and this opening ceremony cannot be joked. Even if the opening ceremony is not open to the public, there are many media who send reporters to the scene to interview, once the Chinese have something ugly at the opening ceremony, it is not the Chinese people who are lost, but their Harvard University people.

Because no matter what, these Chinese are even students of Harvard University when they sign up, and his words and deeds represent Harvard University, especially he is the student representative personally named by Lawrence, the Harvard president.

Lawrence: Have you been a principal for nearly thirty years?

This is what every school director wants to question Lawrence, in fact, Zhou Ming also had doubts about this, but what Lawrence thinks, this is not what Zhou Ming cares about, because now for him, how to pass the current hurdle is the most important thing.

Zhou Ming stood on the podium and took a deep breath, he looked at more than a thousand faces of different skin tones below, Zhou Ming knew very well that his speech today would largely determine the treatment of himself and the 25 students in the finance class, and maybe even other Chinese students on the Harvard campus in the future.

These thoughts undoubtedly made Zhou Ming feel a huge pressure, but Zhou Ming did not back down, he picked up the microphone on the rostrum and said: "Distinguished members of the Harvard Board of Trustees, and all students, I am Zhou Ming, an international student from China, and I am very happy to speak here as a freshman representative, wishing each other and looking forward to our future. ”

As soon as Zhou Ming's words came to this, a burst of boos broke out in the audience, and many people gave Zhou Ming a thumbs up, and desperately shouted to Zhou Ming: "The Chinese who are playing tricks get out of Harvard!" Let's not show the future with the despicable and shameless Chinese, get out, there is no place for you here, and you are not welcome at Harvard!"

Zhou Ming was not frightened by these boos, or these boos were simply expected by Zhou Ming, he continued: "Whether everyone welcomes me or not, I am standing here today, and as everyone can see, I am a Chinese. ”

As soon as Zhou Ming finished saying this, the fat man who came with Wang Jian immediately shouted: "This Chinese is crazy, doesn't he know that everyone is now opposing him because of this?" Finally, he had a chance to speak, but if he said these bullshit, it was better to get out of the ashes without saying a word! Then everyone would probably laugh at them for a while, and now he is arousing public indignation. ”

After speaking, the fat man turned his head to look at Wang Jian and continued: "Wang, it seems that the Chinese born in Red China are amazing stupid pigs, fortunately you were born in the great federation, at least you are very smart." ”

Wang Jian didn't think that the fat man was praising him by saying this, but Wang Jian didn't say much, just looked at Zhou Ming, and he could feel that the momentum on Zhou Ming's body seemed to have just begun.

"Speaking of my motherland, in fact, there are many disasters, 150 years ago, that is, in 1840 AD, on a warship named Kanghuahua, we China was forced to sign the first unequal treaty of Nanjing, not only to compensate a large amount of money, but also to cede the port city, until 150 years later, it has not been recovered. After the Treaty of Nanjing, a series of extremely unequal treaties followed, such as the Sino-American Treaty of Wangxia and the Treaty of Xincho, which plunged China into poverty for a long time. ”

"Three hundred and fifty years ago, when Harvard University was founded with the generous endowment of the Harvard Pastor, my country was at war, when Harvard University had already stepped out of the presidency of the United States, my country and my compatriots were starving, when Harvard University had become the world's first-rate university, my country was just being founded, or rather, it was suffering from your aggression!"

Zhou Ming's sonorous and powerful words flew in this theater, and all the students below were dumbfounded.

In fact, when Zhou Ming came to the stage, the following students would guess in their minds what Zhou Ming would say, but they couldn't imagine that Zhou Ming would talk like this when he came up, talking about China from more than a hundred years ago to the present, talking about a bunch of wars and unequal treaties, and no one understood what Zhou Ming was going to talk about.

"Poverty and backwardness, this is synonymous with my country, from more than 100 years ago to the present. ”

Zhou Ming emphasized: "I heard a lot of boos just now, and everyone booed me or all of us Chinese, and as for the reason, I think it is nothing more than because I still have 25 Chinese students who have been given the opportunity to enter Harvard." ”

"Because of poverty and backwardness, they are looked down upon, so they will be given special treatment, in fact, there is nothing wrong with this, after all, the advanced race should have the best social resources, whether it is education, medical care, or other aspects, only in this way can we ensure the dominant position of the race, in order to ensure the elite education of a first-class university. ”

Zhou Ming changed his words sharply at this point, and then said: "But is this South Africa? Or is it Rwanda? As far as I know, this place is called Harvard, a university founded by a Harvard pastor who is a child of God, three hundred years ago, and it is a school that preaches freedom and democracy. ”

"I used to yearn for Harvard, in my imagination, this should be a place of freedom, peace and vitality, after all, the people who can go to school here are the elites of the United States and even the world, so they should be polite gentlemen, but now, you in the audience have given me a hard slap in the face, and educated me with facts that my thoughts are really just meaningless and ignorant fantasies. ”

Zhou Ming said loudly, his emotions became more and more excited, and in the end he roared: "I don't understand why this place is full of decadent and disgusting Nazism, just because I am Chinese, I am ostracized and opposed by you, even when I come to the stage to speak, I can only get endless boos, is this the freedom, democracy, openness and inclusiveness you advertise? I just want to say that you are a group of disgusting bugs dressed in the sun!"

Zhou Ming's speech was like a bombshell, exploding in the entire theater, everyone felt that their chests were beaten hard, and Zhou Ming's words seemed to be overwhelming them like power.

"I know what you're thinking, and I admit that we didn't get into Harvard through the most formal means, but so what? I've come in, and that's an irreversible fact, and it's also important that we've all passed the Harvard entrance exams, and we're eligible to get into Harvard, do you want to artificially set up a barrier for us to carry out Nazism to the end?"

Zhou Ming's questioning knocked into everyone's hearts, making everyone bow their heads in shame.

"My God, this is not true, is it? This Chinese's speech, he actually conquered everyone, this is incredible!"

Someone subconsciously exclaimed, he stood next to Principal Lawrence, as a school director, he was too much stronger than the students below in terms of life experience, so he was not simply conquered by Zhou Ming's speech, but even so, when he looked at all the freshmen in the audience bowing their heads there, he still felt unprecedented shock.

The school trustee turned to Lawrence and said, "Old man, it seems that your calculation is wrong, these Chinese are not so easy to mess with, just like they did in Changjin Lake and Shangganling, they are very tenacious and can always find their own way in desperate situations." ”

Lawrence also glanced at him, but he didn't speak, Lawrence also knew what was going on today, although standing below were only freshmen who were going to enter this year, but they were all the elites of the elite who rushed out from the non-math students, judging from the boos just now, they all have strong self-esteem, such people, I'm afraid that even if the president of the United States comes, they will still have to argue unconvinced.

But now, it was these people, after listening to Zhou Ming's speech, they were like defeated turkeys, wilting and standing there, dejected.

Lawrence glanced up at Zhou Ming, who was still standing on the stage, Zhou Ming still had a straight waist, like a javelin, and nothing seemed to bend him, Lawrence just looked at it, without any expression on his face, and no one could see what he was thinking.

On the other side, the thin man Wang Jian and his partner Fat Man were also stunned by Zhou Ming's speech.

"Oh my God, I'm not dreaming, how can I have such a powerful speech, I can actually convince all the freshmen with just one mouth, this is incredible, it is simply a freshman speech that can go down in history, if I didn't see it with my own eyes, I can't believe it, that guy is really a freshman who entered this year? How do I think he looks like the emperor of Red China came and pretended?"

The fat man was talking endlessly, but Wang Jian didn't say a word, his eyes were staring at Zhou Ming on the rostrum, as if he wanted to eat Zhou Ming.

Wang Jian was thinking in his heart: Zhou Ming, he is really still the same Zhou Ming, he has not changed at all from before, no wonder the teacher is so optimistic about him, he can conquer all Harvard freshmen by speaking alone, but if you want to survive at Harvard, you can't rely on one mouth!

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