"Huang Yi, Chairman Huang, you're finally back, it's really good!"

With two excited shouts, I saw two young students wearing glasses running out of the rented room of the Chinese Survivors Association in Brighton, they looked very embarrassed, not only their clothes were tattered, but one of them had a red head.

They ran up to Huang Yi and said, "Chairman Huang, where have you gone? Why have you only come back now, and I've been paged several times, isn't it inconvenient to reply? Or is there something else at the consulate that you need your help with, can you help us talk?"

Huang Yi said: "Okay guys, aren't those guys coming again? Look at your appearance, don't you, as Chinese, have you joined this organization without this awareness?"

Hearing Huang Yi say this, the two young students were a little stunned, but then they saw Zhou Ming standing next to Huang Yi, so they immediately asked: "Chairman Huang, who is this, is this someone from our consulate, here to help us solve the matter?"

Being asked by them, Huang Yi was suddenly a little confused, he turned his head to look at Zhou Ming, hesitated and didn't know how to answer, Zhou Ming smiled and took the initiative to stand up to help him answer: "I'm sorry colleagues, the answer may disappoint you, because I don't ± from the consulate, but you can tell me your questions, maybe I can help you." ”

For Zhou Ming's answer, the two young students were very disappointed, but they still said: "Thank you very much, I think we can solve the problem by ourselves, and seeing that you are so young, you should also come to Brighton to stay, if you encounter any trouble, you can come to us at any time." ”

After saying that, they wanted to say something to Huang Yi, but at this time, Huang Yi first taught them a lesson: "What kind of state are you? Do you know who this is? He is Mr. Zhou Ming from China, he is a Harvard teacher who came from the finance class of the National People's Congress, it is Consul General Cheng Jun of the New York Consulate who personally went to the airport to pick him up, and the President of the United States personally authorized him to do so. ”

Huang Yi's words made them a little confused, and they asked in a daze: "Chairman Huang, which Zhou Ming are you talking about?"

This rhetorical question made Huang Yi even more angry, and he said loudly: "Of course, I often mention to you the teacher Zhou Ming, can there be other teacher Zhou Ming?"

Although Huang Yi's words had a reprimanding meaning, they made the eyes of the two young students light up, and one of them looked at Zhou Ming in surprise and said: "Teacher Zhou Ming, are you the hero who single-handedly stopped the United States from planning a financial war in North Russia for nearly half a century? We have heard of you for a long time, I didn't expect to see you here, we all worship you!"

Another said: "I heard Chairman Huang Yi say that when you came, our consul general personally went to the airport to pick you up, and the US president gave you the authorization?

Saying that, the two young students were going to shake hands with Zhou Ming, but when they stretched out their hands, they found that their hands were dirty, and just when they hesitated, Zhou Ming took the initiative to hold their hands first, smiled and said to them: "I'm also very happy to meet you." ”

Although it was just a state, being able to shake hands with Zhou Ming was still Zhou Ming who didn't care about their dirty hands, which made them very moved, and they were so excited that their bodies couldn't stop trembling.

In this regard, Zhou Ming still smiled and said: "Okay, I think now we can find a place to sit for a while, and then talk carefully about what is going on here, such as in your association." ”

Then Zhou Ming couldn't help but take them into the room of the Chinese Survivors Association in Brighton, but when they walked into the room, they found that it was worse than they imagined: the tables and chairs were crooked, and some of the things in the drawers were thrown everywhere, as if they had been robbed, and paint was splashed on the walls and chairs in the house, and even a lot of these paints flowed to the ground, and the air was filled with a pungent smell.

Looking at the situation in the room, Huang Yi and the two young students felt very embarrassed, and Huang Yi also suggested to Zhou Ming: "Teacher Zhou, why don't we go outside and find a place to sit down." ”

"It's okay, I don't think the door is quite clean. ”

Zhou Ming said and pulled a chair next to him that was not stained with paint and sat down, and Huang Yi and the two young students saw that Zhou Ming did this, so they had to find a few pieces of paper to wipe the chair, and then put something on it and sat on it.

After everyone sat down, Zhou Ming spoke first: "Since everyone has sat down, then who do I need to tell me what is going on here." ”

After Zhou Ming finished speaking, he looked at Huang Yiren, but they all lowered their heads, as if they were a little embarrassed, so Zhou Ming had no choice but to name him: "Huang Yitong, isn't it convenient to tell me? ”

Huang Yi, who was named by Zhou Ming, was stunned for a while, he hesitated for a while before finally making up his mind and said: "Teacher Zhou, in fact, there is nothing convenient or inconvenient, this is originally everyone who comes to Brighton to stay, we will tell him, and if he is in trouble, we will try our best to help him, but Mr. Zhou, you ...... Let's be a little embarrassed to speak. ”

Zhou Ming just smiled at this, didn't say anything, and listened to him quietly.

Huang Yi sighed and continued: "Teacher Zhou, you know that our association is now called the Brighton Chinese Scholarship Association, but he was not called this name at the beginning of its establishment, he was called Brighton Chinese Survivors Mutual Aid Association. ”

"Mutual aid?" Zhou Ming asked with a frown, keenly thinking of something.

Huang Yi nodded and said: "It's mutual assistance, taking the meaning of helping each other, which is expressed in English, but later because of some, it can only be changed back to the Brighton Chinese Survivors Association." ”

Zhou Ming noticed that Huang Yi used the word "aid" here instead of the common "help", although Zhou Ming knew that the use of aid in associations would be more formal than help, but if it was not necessary, Huang Yi should not specifically emphasize the English expression, because in the customary usage of Ying, help is just ordinary help, but aid is more of an important support and assistance in a situation.

More importantly, there is nothing wrong with the name of this association, so why remove the word mutual aid in the end?

"The original intention of the establishment of this mutual aid association is the problem that our Chinese students in the United States have suffered. Huang Yi said, "In fact, the problem of discrimination is not only in our lives, but also in all parts of the United States." ”

Zhou Ming nodded, and expressed his understanding of what Huang Yi said, just in the few hours from the president's building to the academic affairs building, from the black security personnel to the assistant provost and the president, how much he has been discriminated against, this is still in Harvard, there are provosts and presidents who have obtained the advanced knowledge points of the doctor's degree, and they still came with the president's personal signature.

But the result is still the same, and you can imagine what the situation of Chinese students will be like in other places.

"I don't know if you've heard that word, Teacher Zhou," Huang Yi pointed to a graffiti on the wall next to him, "The literal translation is Qing worm, the worm of the Qing Dynasty, there were very representative insulting words in the United States a long time ago, in the eyes of those Americans, whether it is compatriots in Chinatown or us who stay alive, it is the same, as long as we are Chinese." ”

"In fact, it's not the first time that our association has been made like today, they just want to further bully us, and they can't even help the mutual aid association itself, so they talk about mutual aid. Huang Yi said helplessly, and the two peers next to him lowered their heads.

Although I don't think there will be a country in the world with complete freedom, equality and the rule of law, at least the United States is so professed, does the police not care about this matter?" Zhou Ming asked.

Hearing Zhou Ming's question, Huang Yi immediately smiled bitterly, and the two young students next to him immediately said indignantly: "What kind of bullshit policeman, he is simply a robber!"

Huang Yi said to Zhou Ming: "In fact, as early as when our association still had the word aid, such a thing happened, at that time, the location of the association was still in the center of the Harvard campus, and the founder of the association at that time was still more influential on the Harvard campus, when the first violent incident occurred, the first president of the association chose to call the police. ”

"Results...... It was our association that was forced to cancel the word aid, and there were more and more violent incidents against the association, and there were many students who used to fight together, but now we are the only ones left, and the association has moved from the very beginning of the campus center to this completely marginal area, and it was the school that asked us to move, on the grounds that we interfered with the normal order of the campus. ”

Huang Yi smiled helplessly: "This reason is really irrefutable, pity here, you may be convicted of racial discrimination if you scold a, but it doesn't matter if you scold the Chinese no matter what, as if our status here is worse than that of blacks." ”

Listening to Huang Yi's narration, Zhou Ming felt very heavy and depressed, Zhou Ming never thought that he was an angry youth, in fact, he was a young man in his fifties, and he couldn't be angry, but when Zhou Ming heard all this Huang Yi said, and saw the tragic situation of the Brighton Chinese Survivors Association, he still felt an irrepressible anger in his heart.

Zhou Ming actually understands very well that what Huang Yi said is so simple, but in fact, there must be many things that he can't imagine, such as the first violent incident when it was called a mutual aid association, but the police were forced to change their names, there must be a very humiliating and helpless story in it.

As a result, the violence became more and more rampant and lawless, and the association had no choice but to move out step by step, and finally came to this place almost bordering the factory, and all Chinese students did not dare to come to the association even if they joined.

The status is worse than that of a black man, Zhou Ming knows that Huang Yi is not really comparing status when he says this, he is more of a subservient helplessness.

Zhou Ming thought of this and was about to say something, when he heard a shout from outside: "Hey, my yellow, get out of here!"