Subtitle of this chapter: Mo Chou is forced to be low on the road ahead

Yuan Yanqian looked at the latest ancient Chinese fantasy novel in the database, and felt that her compulsion had reached a new level. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In fact, his style has really improved, not because of this Chinese translation into English, but because of his original "A Few Questions About Wilhelm II......

"Boy, bring me a copy of The New York Times, huh...... Another copy of Le Monde. ”

The Oriental who bought the newspaper took the two newspapers from the hands of the newsboy, who was not much shorter than him, and casually clipped them under his armpit, and walked along the boulevard of the Harvard campus with the characteristic steps of a soldier (the word "dao" is also a sensitive word).

At this time, it was already the beginning of the lanterns, and the electric lights invented by Edison were naturally lit up in this top American school. This Asian with a delicate face and a calm temperament, but he was too short, raised his head and looked at the bright street lamp, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

A cold wind blew, and he shivered, and unconsciously quickened his pace to a small restaurant.

After entering the store, the man sat down and ordered a light meal.

"Sir, your coffee."

"Thank you."

As soon as the old man saw the waitress turn to greet the other guests, he immediately used his left hand, which was missing his index and middle fingers, to quickly pick up the sugar jar on the table, and poured the sugar into his coffee cup as if by magic.

His two fingers were lost in the Russo-Japanese Battle of Tsushima, and he got the nickname "Eight Cents" because of this. This is because at that time, the geisha trimmed the nails of the guests for one dime, and he only had to pay eight cents.

As for why he loves sugar so much, it is not because he loves sweetness like Yuan Yanqi, a native of Wuxi, but because he wants to "consume" the national strength of the United States...... What a "cute" neon gold.

He looked around to make sure no one was paying attention to him, stuck out his tongue and grimaced, then took a sip of his greasy coffee with a frown, opened the newspaper and read it......

"Nani?! An evil country with tentacles all over the world?! ”

"Sweep. The author is indeed the one involved in the Wall Street bombing......"

"Yo Si. People with this kind of insight and courage can be called Chinese! (note 1)

The Japanese devils in Massachusetts saw this article written by the Chinese, so the German devils living in Pennsylvania naturally saw the good articles written by their students.

"Boom la la ......"

The wind became stronger, not only blowing the newspaper in his hand rattling, but also making the newspaper reader feel a chill deep into the bone marrow. He cocked the collar of his trench coat and folded the newspaper into his pocket.

Professor Chandler stood alone under a street lamp at the back door of the courthouse, his back still straight, but by the not-so-bright light, he could still see that the wrinkles on his face were getting deeper and deeper, and his sideburns were more faintly reflected.

Compared to the Teutonic Knight Professor who discussed his doctoral dissertation with Yuan Yanqian last month, he is really much older and haggard.

Professor Julian Chandler pressed his hat and thought to himself, "This Neo Yuan, how did I see that he was really, is, is...... Such a Chinese.

He was no different from a real gentleman except for the color of his skin. I can't believe he had anything to do with the Wall Street bombing. Of course, what is even more unbelievable is ...... He went so far as to defend Wilhelm II.

His only son was judged for publishing an article opposing the war with Germany, and he was really killing himself by doing so......

Wait, this Chinese is really not a fool who treats his life as a joke, and the fool can win half a million dollars and donate it to New York University without blinking an eye?

Professor Chandler, who has an experienced life experience, can naturally see that Yuan Yanqian's heroic move is definitely a "wonderful move", and he has to do it for a wonderful move. The magic is that it not only makes those guys who bet on him suffer, but also makes them unable to complain, and even thanks this Chinese in turn.

As for the $500,000, my Chinese student should also understand that this is a very hot amount of money. If he really pursued it carefully one by one, it is estimated that he would not be lying in the ward but in the morgue now.

Is it true that a smart person who is familiar with political economy, who understands the current situation and who has insight into people's hearts, will he really kill himself?

If my students see something that I, as a teacher, don't see, then it means ......

It means that his son's case has taken a turn for the better!

"Bang dang!"

There was a muffled bang at the back door of the courthouse.

Through the slowly opening door, a team of bailiffs escorted several prisoners out of the room. The officer leading the team saw Professor Chandler standing there at a glance. Both nodded slightly, as a greeting.

The officer turned his head and commanded loudly, "Take these prisoners away first, and this prisoner will get in the next car." ”

And "this prisoner" looked five or six points like Professor Chandler, and this typical young Aryan man could have been said to be quite handsome, but unfortunately his eyes, his crooked nose, and a large and terrible scar on his cheek made this face look like a mask of rough human skin, and it was not very pleasant to look at.

The big and small eyes are because of the sequelae of poison gas, and the injuries on the nose and cheeks are actually the "medals" that the former US Army officer received from the French front.

The handcuffed prisoner did not show any frustration at all, but said very energetically: "Dad, you are here." ”

Professor Chandler forced a self-smirk and said, "Little Yuri, you did well in the courtroom today. ”

The former U.S. military officer shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "It's just some battlefield experience." If the lawyer hadn't asked me to say that, I really wouldn't want to remember those things. ”

"No, no, no." His father waved his hand and said, "You have moved the jury." ”

Little Mr. Chandler sighed and asked, "By the way, Dad, do you have a newspaper?" I want to see how the Wall Street bombings went. ”

"Yes." Professor Chandler handed over the newspaper in his hand.

His son pointed to the photo in the newspaper where Yuan Yanqian was writing while ill and said, "I heard that he is still your student." ”

"yes, he's really my student." (note 2)

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Note 1: I don't need to say who this benevolent brother is. According to historical facts, at this point in time, he did study at Harvard University in the United States. He arrived in the United States in 1919 and was promoted to lieutenant at the end of the same year, and will return to China in May of the following year.

SUGAR WAS AN INGREDIENT USED TO MAKE BOOOOM, AND EVEN IN THE UNITED STATES DURING WORLD WAR I, SUGAR WAS A RATION. However, the United States lifted the restriction order in 1919. But that's not good for little Japan, so when this benevolent brother went to the United States and found that the sugar was free, he was envious and jealous. Every time I drink coffee, I desperately add sugar.

Our Master Yuan wants to be pro-Japanese, so we have to find a high-profile celebrity to kiss him, and I don't necessarily meet a Japanese female spy inexplicably.

Note 2: This Mr. Yuri Chandler Jr. is certainly not a real historical figure, but he is an important character in this game.

Because of the reasons you know, our Master Yuan cannot personally participate in certain historical events, he cannot participate in the Nazis, nor can he collude with or trap the Soviet Union, let alone aid the Communist Party, so ......