Chapter 1: Students expelled from Nanda

"Relax, I'm doing very well. Please, mom, don't you know, the weather in Los Angeles is similar to San Francisco, how can it be cold for me?" Wang Yang held the microphone, leaning on the phone booth and looking at the view of the campus outside While pretending to laugh with excitement: "I saw Robert Zemigis a few days ago. Yes! It is the director of" Forrest Gump ", he is also an alumnus of the University of South America, and was invited by our principal to come back to lecture . Awesome, I chatted with him for a long time that day, oh, he is very easygoing and a very good person ... "
It's April, the weather in Los Angeles is warm and pleasant, gradually bidding farewell to the cold winter rain and moving towards the hot summer. The lawns of the School of Film and Television of the University of South Carolina are green. Young students are lying on the green grass, reading books, chatting, and playing with DV cameras.
"Well, I'll go to a crew to help later ... Hey, I'll come as soon as I say, my classmates call me to go, then hang up, bye!"
As soon as he put down the microphone, Wang Yang exhaled for a long time, and his face immediately turned from euphoria to decadence. Looking at the students on the lawn, he couldn't help but scratched his hair and scolded in disappointment: "Fuck ! "
He tightened his trench coat, picked up a paper suitcase filled with debris on the ground, and walked out of the school step by step, looking at the beautiful scenery around him from time to time. Dream where to sail, but now, everything is ruined.
Wang Yang is a Chinese. He has immigrated to the United States since his grandfather's generation. His grandfather operated a Chinese restaurant in Chinatown of San Francisco, and then his father took over. The restaurant has been open until today. However, after the efforts of two generations, this "family business" not only did not grow bigger, but became more and more ruined. I usually did some business of acquaintances in the neighborhood, and it has been on the verge of closing down for many years.
Although Wang Yang grew up in a restaurant, he has no interest in cooking, and he loves movies very much. At the age of 9, after watching "Paradise Cinema", he was even more determined to be a director! Well, at that time he thought that the film projector like the old man Efido was the director.
Anyway, since then, he has been moving towards this goal, and he did it. At the age of 18, he entered the University of Film and Television School of South Carolina to study film and television production. Everything is going in a good direction. If that does not happen if.
That happened a week ago, and then he was expelled. In the second semester of freshman, he was expelled.
Thinking about the causes and consequences, Wang Yang sighed helplessly, and his head was so painful that he had finished his bachelor's degree in Nanca University. He could continue to study for a master's degree, or he could find some assistant director's work, accumulate experience and wait for the opportunity to become a director. But as he was expelled from school, the director's dream became farther and farther away from him.
"Hey, isn't that our Chinese guy (Chink)? Where did this go?" A few young men came over the lawn, four men and two women, except one man was black, the others were white. The blond white man with a big smile on his face, with a monkey dancing in his hands, made a strange noise: "Ping-pang, Ping-pang? Ching-chong, Ching-chong?"
With his strange noise, several other men and women laughed, ridiculed and despised, and looked at Wang Yang disdainfully.
Although Wang Yang is an American, he did n’t know how many times he heard these words since he was young. He likes his yellow skin and black eyes. He likes Chinese characters, likes Chinese food, likes Chinese culture; he has never discriminated against others. He hated racial discrimination, but the reason he was expelled was precisely racial discrimination.
It was a case of injustice. On that day, he encountered a situation like the present. He was insulted and provoked by a black classmate. Even his mother scolded him. It was unbearable. He could n’t control his emotions and beat him with anger.
The black classmate was Terence Ben, and he looked like a tiger, but Wang Yang had learned octagonal boxing from a teacher in Chinatown since childhood. Although he was not good at martial arts, Terence, who only had brute force, did not mind it. While playing Terence, Wang Yang scolded: "Is this what you want? Fuck!"
It was a coincidence that the phrase "Fuck-you!" Happened to be heard by a teacher who heard the wind, and that teacher was a black man, Gary Martin.
After the incident, Terence-Ben villain sued and turned the matter upside down, saying that it was Wang Yang who insulted him and then punched him again. Although Wang Yang desperately explained, there were no others on the lawn at that time, no one could testify to him; and Terence-Ben had a black teacher Gary Martin to call him, so the school believed in Terence-Ben, Wang Yang was Expelled from school.
It is ridiculous that he is now surrounded by "racism", but no one is just for him.
"Bruce-Lee, what do you want, bananas? Oh, let's eat!" The blonde white man named Matthew smiled a few times and smiled: "Come on, I know Your favorite!"
The other five young people laughed. They all knew about Wang Yang ’s expulsion, so he came to mock him. It's not that Wang Yang provokes them, it's just that the identity of Asians has become the object of fun for these boring people.
You say "Nigger" to a black man. When you go to the court, it will definitely be racial discrimination; but if you say "Chink" or "Chinaman" to a Chinese, you will rarely be said to be racial discrimination. This is the other side of this highly democratic country that promotes equality.
"OK, you annoyed me." Wang Yang slowly put down the cardboard suitcase and stepped forward to grab the collar of Matthew's smiling hippie: "Give you two choices, one, apologize; two, I will take you Go to hospital. "
"Oh, Chinese boy, do you want to beat me?" Matthew's freckled face flashed a little panic, so he calmly said: "If you want to go to jail, you can do it."
Wang Yang smiled and said stunnedly: "If you want to be a priest, I can kick your eggs."
Thinking about the figure of Terence-Ben's quarterback, Wang Yang was shattered into a pig's head, and Matthew couldn't help swallowing. The three men and two women beside him also became nervous, shouting "Hi, calm, calm", but Wang Yang glanced at them with their eyes, and they were a little silent. Who knows if they would even beat them?
"Well, you can concentrate on serving God." Wang Yang's face changed, his voice didn't fall, he pulled his hand, and his right leg pretended to be lifted.
Matthew was startled at the moment and shouted angrily: "Wait, wait!" While struggling hard, he shouted: "I apologize, I apologize! I'm wrong, I'm wrong!"
Oh! Along with Matthew's five fellow parties, the new onlookers also patted their foreheads and said "COME-ON" one after another, expressing their dissatisfaction with Matthew's apology.
"Are you an asshole?" Wang Yang still has a calm tone, but the murderousness in his eyes makes Matthew irresistible. Matthew just wanted to end soon, and nodded: "Well, I am, I am ... "Wang Yang asked:" What is it? "Matthew deflated:" Asshole ... "
Boos around, Matthew's associates rolled their eyes, and a few blond women snickered, which made Matthew feel a little embarrassed and flushed.
Wang Yang smiled slightly and patted Matthew's cheek gently with his hand, saying: "Little girl, do you want to kill me? Take a gun!" He said, he pushed hard with his hand, Ma Xiubian staggered back backwards.
In a boo, Wang Yang picked up the cardboard suitcase on the ground and walked outside the school. He was about to leave the campus. He could n’t help but stop, looking back at the campus he had been dreaming about for many years, but now he was going to leave. Farewell, the tall and towering giant trees; Farewell, the green and pleasant soft lawn ... He was deep Take a deep breath and stride forward.
Where to go? Holding a cardboard suitcase, Wang Yang walked aimlessly on the streets of Los Angeles. Cars drove on the road, and people on the street flowed. The sound of traffic lights rang from time to time. Wang Yang stood at the intersection. Somewhat at a loss, don't know where to go.
The news that he was expelled from the school, after some efforts, still hides his parents, otherwise he must be forced to go back to San Francisco, and then take over the "family business" and become the restaurant's third generation chef.
"All day dealing with chai rice, oil and salt? I don't want it!" Wang Yang shook his head, and UU read the book www.uukanshu.com shouted in his heart: "My so many years of hard work, many years of dreams, is to become an outstanding Director, I made a good-looking movie, but now I was wronged and asked me to go back and guard a restaurant that is about to close down ?! "
He remembered the ecstasy when he was admitted by NGC, the congratulations and envious eyes of his friends, the kindness of his parents who was expecting and caring, agitating and afraid of stress, and the phrase "son, I ca n’t mix in Los Angeles. Just come back to San Francisco, the restaurant spoons are waiting for you to take over "...
Oh my god, when I think of going back, my parents will say "Son, I know you can't make a movie, you still stay in a restaurant to cook." Wang Yang couldn't help but yell, it would be better to let a car Come to kill me!
Oh shit! Wang Yang smiled self-deprecatingly: "Although I like to eat Chinese food, but I don't like to be a cook!" I don't want to go back in vain, and then be teased by my friends, comforted by my parents' disappointment! I will not give up!
Just when Wang Yang encouraged himself, and halfway down the road, a woman pushing the BB car suddenly took off, and the BB car ran into his buttocks out of control. With a bang, Wang Yang was caught off guard. Being knocked down, the cardboard box in his hand flew up, and the debris was scattered all over the floor.
"Oh! God!" The passers-by all exclaimed with their hands covering their mouths, and saw that the baby without a seat belt in the BB car bounced out and flew in the air!
With a puff, Wang Yang fell the ground; with another puff, the baby just hit his head and landed safely.
Very dizzy ... Wang Yang only felt dizzy for a while, and there were phantoms in front of him. He did n’t even know what car he was hit by, and he only had one idea left in his head. Am I going to die?