No one expected that Yuan Keli was really a wolf in the mountains, he would go wild when he got his way, and he would actually pick up the stinky feet of white people in public.
The most hateful thing is that this guy forgot that he also had yellow skin, and kept saying "You are not suitable for playing", as if he was going to have his skin changed after this day.
As soon as Yuan Keli said these words, the whole place was silent, and even the young men and women who had previously admired his skills had a cold face.
The young people of this era are at the time when their national self-esteem is at its strongest. Not only that, the country has just opened its doors, and the trend of admiring foreign countries has not yet begun.
Therefore, at this moment, if we were not all relatives and sensible young people, I am afraid that everyone would have been unable to bear the curse.[
Therefore, the moment Yuan Keli opened his mouth, the court fell into dead silence. He was the only one left. Yuan was sipping coffee and bragging about the white people: "...I think that a glimpse of something can reveal the whole story, not only in billiards.
In this sport, the white man is the king, which means he is influential in various sports.
The world movement has always been dominated by white people. Therefore, I think that the theory of white supremacy in ethnography is difficult to accept, but it is a fact. The modern civilization of the world can be said to be Western civilization. Looking at it,
In modern history, what contribution has Asia made..."
As he said this, he suddenly heard a bang and a purple teacup fell to the ground. It shattered into pieces and the tea flowed all over the floor.
"My water..."
Wang Ziyi screamed. It was not that she felt sorry for the tea cup, but that she had been greeting Xue Xiang for a long time, and when she really waited for someone to arrive, she only focused on bickering with Yuan Keli and forgot to drink water. At this moment, the water cup broke.
She suddenly realized that she was very thirsty, so she screamed.
Of course, it was Xue Xiang who dropped the water cup. Of course, strictly speaking, it didn't count as a fall, because the teacup broke before it hit the ground.
It turned out that Xue Laosan had already started to get angry when he heard Yuan Keli praise white people. When he heard that this guy started to slander yellow people in an all-round way and dug up his family's ancestral graves without any pressure, Xue Laosan finally couldn't bear it anymore.
He stopped and crushed the teacup in his hand.
To elaborate, Xue Laosan is not a pure or fanatical nationalist. He does not deny that in the history of modern world civilization, the contribution of the East is indeed inferior to that of the West. However, this theory of racial superiority and inferiority is obviously the West itself.
Refutation. This yellow-skinned Yuan Keli actually started to advocate it himself!
The stupid thing is that instead of advocating for Greater China, he licks the stinky feet of Europa, which makes Xue Laosan unbearable no matter what.
"What's the matter with you? You can't even hold a water glass!"
Yuan Keli suddenly got angry at Xue Xiang, his face extremely sad.
It turned out that when the water cup fell to the ground, Yuan Keli was sipping the fragrant hot coffee. The tea cup suddenly broke, making him jump. He took a sharp sip of the hot coffee into his throat, but it made him feel very hot.
Fortunately, today is not the old society, otherwise Yuan Keli would lose his temper and really show off his majesty as a young master to punish Xue Xiang, a domestic slave in his eyes.
"Someone is forgetting his ancestors and talking so loudly that my head is filled with blood. I can't even catch it with my hands. I'm sorry, sorry!"
What Xue Laosan said was interesting. In the first half of the sentence, he stared at Yuan Keli, but in the second half, he turned his gaze and looked at Wang Ziyi.
The combination of language and expression clearly shows the meaning of this sentence.
No one expected that Xue Xiang would dare to speak like this. After all, they thought, Xue Xiang must be the guard of the family. Although there is no master-servant relationship like in feudal society in these days, guards at least have to worry about their own identity.
Yuan Keli was so angry that he was trembling and speechless. Wang Ziyi patted his hands gently and said it didn't matter.
Obviously this slap was to praise Xue Xiang for what he said well.
Yuan Keli pointed at Xue Xiang and was about to speak. Xue Xiang suddenly spoke again: "Comrade Yuan Keli, in my opinion, to evaluate a thing, you must first have a complete understanding and comprehensive understanding of the thing.
To put it in the leader’s words, without investigation, you have no right to speak. I don’t know how much you know about our Chinese civilization, so you dare to speak so brazenly and promote white supremacy.”[
"I say this, maybe you are not convinced, it doesn't matter, I will prove it to you, let's take your billiard table as an example, just use this endgame to block it, look at me, a yellow race, a person who has never been exposed to
The yellow man of billiards, come and meet you, the white man who is good at billiards... Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that you are also yellow!"
Xue Xiang rarely hurts others, either because he can't or because he doesn't do it. He is a guy who believes that actions are more powerful than words, but once he really hurts someone, he can really piss them off.
No, his words just fell, and the room was full of noise. No one thought that a guard could speak so viciously, and... relieve his anger!
Yuan Keli's face turned from livid just now to jet black. If he hadn't been young and had a strong heart now, he would probably be pissed to death by Xue Xiang.
Because Xue Xiang's words were really too vicious to Yuan Keli.
I think Yuan went to England to study at the age of sixteen. What dissatisfied him most in his life was his skin. However, his skin was given to him by his parents and he couldn't change it even if he wanted to, at least not now.
Since he couldn't change his skin, Mr. Yuan changed his name. In England, not only did he have an English name, but he also had his Chinese name Yuan Keli changed to Klee in order to get a closer pronunciation.
English.
Such a guy with such a low self-esteem suddenly changed his appearance as soon as he returned to China. He seemed to be superior to others. He was always proud of bananas and looked down upon white people.
Originally, since Wang Mingshen was here today, he had restrained himself. However, when Wang Mingshen went upstairs, he returned to his true self.
Clinker, when he encountered the most vicious words from Xue Xiang, he was almost so angry that he almost fainted.
"Okay, I'll make a bet with you, what do you think the bet is!" Yuan Keli slammed his coffee cup onto the bench beside him and said with a cold face: "It's a small bet, don't blame me for not accompanying you!"
At this moment, he wanted to strangle Xue Xiang to death. He had no intention of picking up girls. The bet with Wang Ziyi had already been kicked out of the sky by him.
He just wanted to make Xue Xiang fall into a trap so hard that he would lose everything and never be able to stand up again, so that Xue Xiang would know the consequences of offending Mr. Yuan.
Xue Xiang said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will satisfy your bad taste. Let's do this. If you lose, later, shout three times that I am a 'banana man'. If I lose, I will smash all the things on the ground to pieces."
The porcelain pieces have been swallowed completely, Comrade Yuan Keli, what do you think?"
Wow!
As soon as Xue Xiang said these words, the whole place was in uproar. At this moment, he repeatedly said and acted shockingly, and everyone had long forgotten his identity as a "guardian".
Wang Ziyi grabbed his arm and said in shock: "You are crazy, do you know that this person named Yuan..."
Before Wang Ziyi could finish his sentence, Yuan Keli said: "Okay, let's do it like this!"
He was silent before, just thinking about the punishment for swallowing the porcelain pieces in his mind. Is it too light for a damn person like Xue Xiang? Now that he saw Wang Ziyi causing trouble, he was afraid that Wang Ziyi would
After a brief introduction, Xue Xiang was frightened back, and he quickly agreed and confirmed the bet, making Xue Xiang regret it.
Hearing that Yuan Keli had confirmed the bet, Wang Ziyi was furious and punched Xue Xiang in the chest, "Idiot, idiot. If he loses, he will shout something like 'I am a banana man'. If you lose, swallow glass shards."
, you think your stomach is filled with iron! By the way, what is a banana man?"
As soon as Wang Ziyi asked this question, everyone stared at Xue Xiang, and even Yuan Keli also looked over. Although he also guessed that this was definitely not a good word, he still didn't want to be scolded.
You know what people are criticizing.
Xue Xiangdao: "What color is the outside of a banana and what color is it inside?" [
Xue Laosan stopped at one o'clock, and there were all smart people present. Everyone understood that Xue Laosan was scolding Yuan Keli for being "yellow-skinned and white-hearted."
After thinking through such narrow words, everyone covered their mouths, and Wang Ziyi couldn't help laughing.
But Yuan Keli's pretty face has not changed color, but his eyebrows are twitching, making everyone know that at this moment, Young Master Yuan wants to eat Xue Laosan alive.
"I hope you have the skills in your hands as well as your words. Get out of the way, I'm going to hit the ball!"
Yuan Keli drank bitterly and walked towards the table.
He originally wanted to show his grace and proposed a rematch, but Xue Xiang touched his back again and again, making him wish that Xue Xiang died right in front of him. He was not willing to delay for half a minute. As for the gentleman's demeanor,
That's some awesome stuff!
Wang Ziyi gave Xue Xiang a stern look, thrust the club in his hand into Xue Xiang's hand, "I told you to make a mouthful!"
As he spoke, he pretended to be angry and stomped on the ground, scattering the pile of broken porcelain pieces.
"You!" Yuan Kli's bent waist suddenly straightened up again.
Xue Xiang said: "Comrade Klee, don't worry, if I lose, you have decided which tea cup I will eat!"
"Idiot, you deserve to be eaten to death!" Wang Ziyi tossed her hair angrily, obviously very angry at Xue Laosan's lack of appreciation.
How did she know that with Xue Laosan's current ability, even if he swallowed a bunch of porcelain pieces alive, he would never be ill?
A master of Chinese martial arts, this is just a small skill.
What's more, how could Xue Laosan lose?
Yuan Keli simply stopped answering. He held his breath, bent down and waved his arms. With a snap, another red ball was knocked down. Without stopping, he turned around and waved his arms beautifully, knocking down the black ball again.
When the whole audience gasped, Yuan Keli finally straightened up and pointed at the teacup on the sandalwood coffee table on the left, "Eat, just eat this!"
"Yuan, don't go too far!" Wang Ziyi jumped in front of Xue Xiang, "Be careful, I'll tell my uncle!"
It turned out that Yuan Keli was referring to the super tea cup that Wang Mingshen usually used to make tea, which could hold a pound of water.
Yuan Keli didn't even look at Wang Ziyi, but stared at Xue Xiang and said: "A handyman can't really just open his mouth. What's the point of relying on a woman to get ahead!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.
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