Chapter 272: Harvard's Scum

The atmosphere in the room was already very oppressive, and now this sudden shout from outside startled Huang Yi and his two classmates. One of them shouted, 'Oh my god, why are they here again? Did they not leave yet? Or did they see Chairman Huang that you're back?'

Zhou Ming raised an eyebrow and asked, 'They?'

'They should be the group of people who came here to cause trouble just now. They are a group of rascals from the neighbourhood who usually get together to drink and fight when they are not busy,' Huang Yi said. 'Teacher Zhou, they must be coming for me. You go out the back door first. Although they don't like Chinese people, they won't bully just anyone they meet. You will definitely be fine if you go out the back door,'

'Okay, since you said so, Huang Yi, I'll go first.'

Zhou Ming stood up and walked towards the door, but he wasn't heading for the back door that Huang Yi had pointed out, but the front door. Huang Yi didn't react immediately: 'Teacher Zhou, you're going the wrong way.'

But Zhou Ming smiled and turned to him and told him, 'Yes, this is the way I want to go.'

Zhou Ming knew that he was not a cynic. In fact, at the age of 50, it was difficult for him to get emotional. But at this time, he was abroad, and he had just seen and heard about the discrimination and bullying suffered by his compatriots here. Now someone was bullying him right at the door. A student like Huang Yi knew to stand in front and let him go first. If he really just walked away like that, wouldn't he become the most cowardly coward?

A real man can certainly bend but now Zhou Ming did not think it was the time to admit defeat. On the contrary, if he really walked away, he would despise himself for the rest of his life!

It was not easy to be reborn this time, and if he could not be heroic and continued to be a coward, then it would really be a waste of this great rebirth. If he was afraid to face even this trivial matter, then how could he continue to survive in this discriminatory country, let alone talk about becoming a business tycoon? It would be better to go back and sell stinky tofu sooner rather than later.

After saying this, Zhou Ming walked out the front door, and bodyguard Zhang Lin followed him the whole way. Huang Yi, on the other hand, stood there in a daze, watching Zhou Ming leave, until the two students from the association called out to him before he came to his senses. To him, although Zhou Ming had only said that one thing, he seemed to have complete confidence, as if there were no difficulties in front of him.

'Chairman Huang, is Mr Zhou really okay? We'd better get out of here quickly. Those guys are all scum, they're unreasonable. We can't let Mr Zhou suffer. If it comes to it, we'll fight them.'

The two students said this to Huang Yi, and then Huang Yi led them out immediately. In the open space at the door, Zhou Ming and the group were facing off.

There were nine people in the group, five white people and four strong black people. They were riding on three modified motorcycles and driving an equally modified Chevrolet. They looked like the scumbags in violent neighbourhoods in movies. It was hard to imagine that they could be seen in Brighton, the city with the highest level of education in the United States, near Harvard, the top university in the world. But the fact was right in front of them.

'Are you the thugs who just attacked the association?' Ming asked with a frown.

As Zhou Ming asked, there was a moment of confusion, followed by loud laughter. Everyone said one thing or another, 'Hey Lewis, did you hear that? He actually called us thugs! To be honest, we are thugs. We're sorry for messing up your club room. I should say sorry to you, and I should also repent to God, because I should have just blown him to the sky!'

Amidst a storm of jeering and mockery, a young man in a white suit got out of the car. Leaning against it, he lit a cigarette and said to Zhou Ming, 'Chinese, are you a new exchange student? You were deceived into joining this disgusting association. Although I really hate you yellow-skinned bastards, I'm in a good mood today. If you disappear from my sight in one minute, no innocent people will be harmed.'

As soon as he finished speaking, someone behind him yelled, 'Be glad, you new yellow-skinned bitch, get out of here quickly. It's really disgusting to live on the same land as you.'

Huang Yi had already walked out the door by this time. He quickly walked over to Zhou Ming and introduced him, 'The person who just spoke is called Brooke. He is a well-known scumbag at Harvard University. His father is a very influential senator in the state and also the chairman of the Massachusetts Social News Agency.'

After listening to Huang Yi's explanation, Zhou Ming immediately understood that this was a standard story of a rich second-generation.

Relying on his father's influence and wealth in Massachusetts, Brooker was arrogant and domineering on campus. Since he didn't get into any big trouble, the school administration just turned a blind eye. Young people naturally seek novelty and excitement, and the school's connivance made Brooker even more unrestrained.

It sounds like a novelty, but when you think about it, it's not surprising. First of all, Harvard is a private university. No matter how famous it is and how excellent its teaching resources are, the fact that its biggest source of income comes from private donations cannot be hidden.

So since income depends on private donations, it makes sense that the school should give the donors face and accept some students who do not meet the admission requirements, according to the principle of reciprocity. In fact, not only private universities, but also prestigious schools around the world, have the phenomenon of top students coexisting with these special students. Even here in the beacon country, even Harvard University, the number one prestigious school in the world, is still unable to escape this circle.

While Huang Yizheng and Zhou Ming were explaining to Brooker about his identity, Brooker suddenly said, 'The minute's up. Looks like you've chosen to stay.'

As soon as he finished speaking, a classmate immediately retorted, "Brooker, you're talking nonsense. It's obviously less than half a minute!'

But Brooker grinned and threw away the cigarette in his hand, saying, "Less than half a minute? But it's already been two minutes for me. Lewis, go and help me teach these yellow-skinned bitches a lesson about time.'

'At your service.'

A black man answered and got off his motorcycle, causing Huang Yi and the others to subconsciously take a step back, because this black man was almost two metres tall, with knotted muscles all over his body. He walked over like a human armoured vehicle, making people feel intimidated.

Seeing this black man coming over, a young student said to Zhou Ming, 'Teacher Zhou, you go first. This guy is not human at all. I saw him personally twist a steel bar into a pretzel. He is a beast in human skin. We will help you block him and let you go first!'

Zhou Ming was not moved. Huang Yi was also anxious at this time, and he also said to Zhou Ming, 'He's right. Teacher Zhou, we all know that you are very brave. You are a very remarkable person. There is nothing you can't solve. After learning about your deeds, we all admire you, but the situation is different now. We still have a long time ahead of us. Teacher Zhou, you go first. When we have the opportunity in the future, we will seek revenge for Brook.'

Zhou Ming remained standing like a pillar, and said to Huang Yi and the others, 'Do you think I'm just showing off here? You're wrong. It's because I know that this Lewis can't hurt me.'

As soon as Zhou Ming finished speaking, Zhang Lin walked out and stood in front of Zhou Ming.

This made Huang Yi and the others flinch: Could it be that Teacher Zhou intended for this brother to block Lewis? However, he looked to be at most 1.75 metres tall, and while his build was strong, compared to Lewis's monstrous frame, he still looked a little too weak.

Zhou Ming saw Huang Yi and the others' doubts, so he said to them, 'In a fight, it's not who's stronger that wins. Our brother here has at least a hundred ways to get that idiot big guy killed.'

Lewis came up to Zhang Lin, looked down at him with contempt and disdain in his eyes, and said to him, 'Hey, yellow dog, are you here to challenge me? I think it would be better if all five of you worms came at me together. Anyway, all you yellow dogs are the same skinny as hell, like whores who take money and let you fuck them however you want.'

Behind Lewis, the other blacks all jeered, 'Hey, Lewis, they're not the bitches of the Chinese in Chinatown, they're all male dogs. You're not sexually interested in them, are you?'

'Shut... your shit-spewing mouth, asshole!' said Lewis. 'Of course I'm not sexually interested in them, but I'd like to see these yellow-skinned male dogs poke each other in the back. That would definitely make the next issue of the most explosive men's cover!'

After Lewis finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter over there, while Huang Yi and the others clenched their fists. Obviously, Lewis's insulting words made them angry, but they also knew that if they went up there, they would be crushed like a chicken. If they died, it would be fine, but they were afraid that if they survived but couldn't beat them, they would be subjected to even more humiliation.

At that moment, Huang Yi and the others were really desperate. Although they were all high-achieving students who had been admitted to Harvard on their own merits, they had no idea what to do in the face of such a situation.

But just then, Zhang Lin suddenly turned back and asked Zhou Ming, 'Mr. Zhou, can I say something to the idiot across the street?'

'Of course, I and these three classmates can help you translate,' Zhou Ming said.

'That's good,' Zhang Lin said, holding out his hand and pointing at Lewis across the street, 'just tell him for me, either kneel down now and apologize to all the Chinese people, or I will regret letting him come into this world.'

By saying this, didn't he make the Lewis even angrier?

Just as Huang Yi and his two classmates were still wondering, Zhou Ming had already translated for Zhang Lin, and Brooke over there laughed heartily as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world. Brooke even said to Lewis with a smile, 'It seems that you are not taken seriously by them. Why don't you just apologize to them first, Lewis, before they really do something to you.'

Lewis, however, grinned evilly and said, 'You yellow-skinned little bitch, it seems that if I don't break your arm today, you won't have a memorable experience.'

As Lewis said this, he reached out and grabbed Zhang Lin, but as soon as Lewis's hand touched Zhang Lin's collar, Zhang Lin immediately struck out and grabbed Lewis's wrist, then suddenly exerted himself, and threw Lewis directly over his shoulder.