Chapter 333: apartheid

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The guests sitting at the table eating slowly are some middle-aged and elderly people who have already retired, and only they can be accompanied by a random coffee at the small table and enjoy the food carefree.
Qin Guan, like most of the guests, walked out of the small restaurant with his food bag after handing in his change. In order to prevent the solidification of the cream, the outer layer of bagels was also wrapped by a clerk with a thin layer of tin foil. For intimate.
The two of them walked into the campus while biting the traditional breakfast of others' homes. When they were separated, they did not forget to smile at each other. Thanks to joining hands, they came to New York, and thanks to your company.
When the night is quiet, you don’t think of the bright moon in your hometown. When you show up in the early morning, you don’t look for the direction of the bean curd. Even the sweetness of the American donuts can’t stop the distance between you and me.
These two babies fully embodies the Chinese people's strong flexibility, just like the last surviving human being must be Chinese after the earth's demise.
Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei, two young people in their early twenties, have been comfortable living in New York for a few days.
Qin Guan stepped on the node of the class and entered the classroom quietly, but Xu Xiaoxiao in the first row was unable to bear the excitement in his heart, and patted the seat next to him with some joy.
"Qin Guan, sit here, the location is good, and you can interact with the professor."
Qin Guan looked at Xu Xiaoxiao's side with some doubts. Wasn't he the dogleg, always leaving Kuhn?
"Why didn't your friend come? What should he do if I sit here?"
When Xu Xiaoxiao heard Qin Guan mention Kuhn, some sullen faces showed expressions that he didn't know how to describe.
Qin Guan thought it was his eyes just now. He seemed to see a little Cheng Zhu in his chest, a little gloating.
"Don't care so much, I think Kuhn may have no time to manage the school's affairs. Besides, the classroom is so big, we have so few people, and there are so many empty seats."
Qin Guan thought Xu Xiaoxiao must have been oppressed by Kuhn for a long time.
Also, this thick-bottomed Chinese child, don’t look at the trip in Chinatown at night, it’s not good to say, Xu Xiaoxiao, who has been studying since the Columbia Preparatory Department, doesn’t know how many years have followed Kuhn. Understand the current situation of his friends.
"That line, since Kuhn can't come, let's sit together."
The space here is pretty good, and I don’t have to be afraid of being blocked by people in the front row. Xu Xiaoxiao is quite suitable for being a dogleg. Thinking of the big-hearted Qin Guan here, he sat down.
Professor Martin entered the classroom again on the ringtone of the class. It was still the time for the roll call. One of his most promising students was absent. He frowned insignificantly.
"Who knows why Kuhn is absent today?"
Before the words fell, Kuhn broke into Professor Martin's class with a slightly messy hair.
"Professor, I'm sorry, there are some things today. It's late..."
There was such a big event in the family, the father's secretary and assistant didn't even return home, the mother who only knew about shopping and shopping, just like the waste snacks, only knows to call his father's special line over and over again, or come to his room to cry.
And he was upset and irritated, and the homework he received in the middle of the night was also completed in a hurry, not to mention the homework that was thrown aside after returning home.
This morning, he knew that such a situation should be asked for leave, but the disappointing character made him have to fight hard to come to Columbia.
Now his every move has become news in the eyes of others. He must not give his father's political opponents a handle. I thought that Kuhn's eyes flickered twice, and I saw his old seat at a glance, but Qin Guan was sitting. .
Xu Xiaoxiao's face was shocked, but behind the thick bottle bottom eyes there was a light of no fear, what could happen? Do you think Kuhn is the original you?
Thinking of Xu Xiaoxiao here, he couldn't help thinking that after he returned home yesterday, when he was talking about his new classmate in excitement in front of his father, the dad who was afraid of him alone, touched the stubble of his chin. Remind his words.
"Now you can stay away from the kid named Kuhn, and there is no need to look at the other person's face. Such things as follow-ups are always done when necessary."
Yes, although Manhattan is the main circle of the financial industry, there is no lack of attention to the influence of politics.
Kuhn’s dad, Lott, who is about to become the majority leader of the US Senate, made such a speech at Thurmond’s 100th birthday party. It’s really ‘a compliment and a big trouble.’
Lott, in such a sensitive time period, strongly praised the retiring senior senator: if Thurmond was elected as president in 1948, all the ‘problems’ of the United States in these years did not exist, including 911.
Ha, how dare you say this, Lott thinks he wants to hold the power of the Democratic Party, so he has to reflect his existence?
A cold light flashed in Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes, but he was blocked by his frank appearance and heavy lenses.
"I'm sorry, Kuhn. I didn't expect you to come today. I thought you would take a few days off because of things in your family. After all, whoever happened to those things couldn't come to school as if nothing happened?"
"So this is your true character? Is it cold-blooded or stiff?"
Qin Guan was shocked by Xu Xiaoxiao's sudden sharpness. Although he was not good at arguing with people, Qin Guan was not a fool. This Asian boy should not be malicious for his closeness to him.
And what kind of thing can make him make such a disregard for his image and tear his face? It should be an inside story that you are not familiar with. You are an honest child, or don’t interfere in the struggles of others.
Qin Guan just pulled Xu Xiaoxiao's short-sleeved T-shirt and gestured to show him the direction of Professor Martin. The old man was almost mad at the students in the teacher.
One or two didn't take him into consideration. One student stood in the first row without saying a word, and the other student spoke of running words, which bullied him to be old. The two little cubs hunt for teeth!
Forget it, Professor Martin, the academic freak who has shrunk in a small corner since junior high school. The most envious is the school team captain...
Kuhn gave Xu Xiaoxiao a deep look. Without waiting for the roar of the Buddhist door of Teacher Martin, he walked to the last row of the classroom with the books.
Xu Xiaoxiao looked at the professor's class, everyone's attention began to shift, sighed, and held the glasses on the bridge of his nose.
At that time, Thurmond was running for president as a candidate supporting apartheid, declaring that "all the laws and military stabs in Washington cannot force black people to enter our homes, schools, churches and our entertainment venues." (To be continued) .)