Race is also classified.

At least in this day and age, it is.

In a sense, this is true in any era.

Those things that have long been eliminated and spurned by society seem to have disappeared, but in fact they are just replaced by another way of existence.

Just as the Anglo-Saxons look down on Africans, Africans look down on Asians, and most Asians look down on South and Southeast Asians.

This phenomenon is vividly displayed in the small campus.

Regarding Jiang Tian's "request", the eldest sister Jiang Qing did not meet it.

She wanted a luxury car, but Jiang Qing just told Ye Wenjing to let her drive her own car to school.

For this place in the United States, Jiang Qing has a shadow in her heart.

It mainly comes from the last kidnapping.

It was the last incident that made Jiang Qing more cautious and careful in life, and understood the importance of "low-key".

When you go out, especially when you come to this strange country, not leaking money is the best way for ordinary people to protect themselves.

Jiang Qing had heard such rumors before.

In a capitalist country like the United States, the automobile is just a means of transportation for the common people, but in China it has become a symbol of wealth comparison and "status".

Similar to this kind of ironic rumor, Jiang Qing didn't know how many times he had heard it.

But when she actually lived in this place, she found that the current situation in the United States was not as they were rumored to be, it was a paradise, a place full of freedom even in the air.

On the contrary, the taste of capital here is much stronger than that of China.

Intense and somewhat choking.

It's a place where money can really talk.

Some people don't even have to do anything, they just need to shell out a lot of dollars, and they can do everything that would otherwise be impossible.

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Then there was no more to say.

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At three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was shining.

The Hidalin campus is quiet and cozy, the air is crisp, and there is harmony from the outside.

It wasn't until Ye Wenjing arrived on campus that she figured out that this was not a parent-teacher meeting at all.

It's a "donation" meeting.

The college needed to build a football field, a basketball hall and a library.

The principal has no money, and the subsidy is not enough, so he will invite the parents of the students to the school with the help of various meeting reasons.

This is the norm.

The principal will not say anything, but will give a general account of the current situation of the school and the planning of the whole campus, including how these plans will help the children.

Wealthy parents will naturally donate some money.

The names of these parents are then engraved on the milestones of the campus's development and will go down in the history of the campus.

Their children will also be treated with respect when they study here.

If there is no investment, then this privilege of being respected is gone.

In particular, some "foreign" children who study in the United States with education subsidies do not take action when they need help so much on campus, so it is normal for them to be coldly scolded.

This parent-teacher conference is a big meeting.

The principal set up a special podium, which was filled with students and their parents.

When the Rector proposes the plan of the college

Later, many parents were against it and even began to condemn the principal's behavior.

Parents say that the fees of the noble academy are already very high.

The subsidy from the education fund is not enough, and it is necessary to invest in large and small college projects every month and quarter.

Parents need investment in outdoor activities, students need investment in picnics, parents need investment in replacing school buses, and even the specimens bought in the biology class run by the college still need parents to invest.

Obviously, what is advocated is "free" education.

And these high-end private schools not only go against the grain, but also get worse.

Every once in a while, these parents will be "hinted" to donate.

Parents who have always paid attention to the education of minors could no longer bear it, and even quarreled with the principal and teachers in front of the students.

Ye Wenjing and Jiang Tian sat together, like two students.

One sister and one sister.

Seeing the ferocity of the other parents arguing with the principal, Jiang Tian looked up at Ye Wenjing.

I saw Ye Wenjing hanging up as if she had nothing to do with herself, picked up the headphones and gently stuffed them into her ears.

looked at Jiang Tian.

Then he took off one of the earphones and handed it over, shaking his right hand slightly.

seems to be asking Jiang Tian: Do you want it?

Jiang Tian thought about it and shrugged his shoulders.

Obviously, she wanted to, but she didn't dare.

Ye Wenjing smiled and put on both earphones.

"Fox."

At this time, a blonde boy wearing a well-fitting tuxedo, about fifteen or sixteen years old, walked up to Jiang Tian and tilted his head to look at her and said in English.

Jiang Tian glanced at him, turned his head and didn't speak.

The boy sneered, still in English: "Yellow fox."

The words of this uninvited guest made Ye Wenjing gently take off the headphones and look at the young man curiously.

Jiang Tian's fists were clenched together, and there was anger in his eyes.

"I'm sorry."

Ye Wenjing put away the headphones and looked at the young man: "What did you just say?"

The young man stood up straight, held his head high, looked at Ye Wenjing with confidence, and said seriously, "I said, yellow fox."

"She's a little fox."

The young man pointed at Jiang Tian, and then looked at Ye Wenjing: "

You're a big fox."

"You're a bunch of yellow-skinned foxes."

"Extremely cunning."

The boy pointed to the ground, "This is our country, and you are not welcome here."