Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 533
The turkey on the plate was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and it seemed delicious.Dong Qiangqiang looked at the food, feeling a little dazed.Seeing food always made him wonder whether Chen Yu had eaten now.

Just as he was daydreaming, a big green schoolbag hit the dining table next to him with a "bang".The schoolbag is heavy, but the legs of the dining table are fixed in the floor, so it doesn't matter.But Dong Qiangqiang's small bowl of soup was knocked over by the shock of the schoolbag, and the tomato and egg soup was spilled on the table without any waste.

Dong Qiangqiang glanced at the soup on the table, and looked dissatisfiedly at the young man who was standing across from him and smashed the table with his schoolbag just now.

The young man has neat short hair and a square face with sharp edges and corners. His eyes are cold and he has a rebellious expression on his face.

Dong Qiangqiang recognized this young man as Tong Huo, who Qu Shan had said before, who was "cold, unreasonable and unsocial". He didn't expect the other party to be so young and vigorous.But before he could open his mouth to question, the other party had already asked: "Are you out of your mind? Do you know what you just said in class? What kind of saint are you pretending to be?"

Dong Qiangqiang stared straight into Tong Huo's eyes, suppressing his anger and said: "First, I know what I said. Second, you spilled my soup, you should say 'I'm sorry'."

"I told you 'I'm sorry'?" Tong Huo sat down across from Dong Qiangqiang, opened his schoolbag with his left hand, and pointed to his temple with his right hand, "Have you got water here?"

With a thought in his mind, Dong Qiangqiang blurted out: "Did you write the words on the blackboard?"

Tong Huo smiled contemptuously, and said provocatively: "Otherwise, it could have been written by an idiot like you? Do you have the strength of character?"

Dong Qiangqiang's thoughts drifted back to the political class an hour ago.

The Polish girl was obviously caught off guard by the teacher's request to speak. She sat by the door and planned to avoid the teacher's sight, but unexpectedly became the first person to speak by accident, and immediately panicked because she I don't know exactly what happened in New York yesterday, but after hearing a few words from others, I immediately faltered and said things like "it was a disaster" and "I'm very sad" and then stopped. Can't tell why.

The girls looked indifferent when they spoke, and their indifference and indifference attitude couldn't have been more obvious.But the political teacher didn't comment on her words, nor did she have any attitude. She just wrote something down in her notebook and shouted, "Next."

Because very few American students come to Germany to study, there are no Americans in the class. Except for Dong Qiangqiang and the others, the rest are students from Eastern and Southern Europe, as well as the Turkish boy and his Turkish girl who choked on Dong Qiangqiang before ( Dong Qiangqiang has always believed that Turkey is considered Asia and not Europe, but the Turks themselves have always regarded themselves as Europeans).

Several southern European students obviously know more than Polish girls, and their opinions are similar to what Dong Qiangqiang read in the German media yesterday. They basically strongly condemned the terrorist attack and sympathized with the Americans at the same time.

When it was the Chinese students' turn to speak, the attitudes of Qu Shan, Zhang Xiaoxiao, Zheng Yuqian and others were similar to those of the southern European students.

Sitting behind Qu Shan is Dong Qiangqiang, and Dong Qiangqiang should explain his point of view in order.As soon as he stood up, he saw a thin, dark-skinned foreign boy sitting in the front row on the left suddenly stood up before him.

Generally, when someone makes this kind of behavior in class, they need to go to the toilet (the school stipulates that they can leave the classroom without raising their hands to ask the teacher for instructions in case of emergency). Loudly said: "I have a different opinion on this matter."

Dong Qiangqiang was taken aback, thinking that this person was so unruly, he was the one who spoke first according to the order, but he got in the way.

The political teacher seemed to realize this too, but he was old-fashioned after all. He smiled at Dong Qiangqiang, and gently lowered his palms. Dong Qiangqiang understood and sat down again.

Qu Shan turned sideways, pretending to look at the back of the foreign boy, and asked Dong Qiangqiang in a low voice: "What's the situation? Why did he stand up before you said anything?"

"Hush, listen to him first." Dong Qiangqiang whispered.

"First of all, I want to strongly condemn this kind of terrorist attack, but I have to ask, why did this kind of disaster happen in the United States in New York? Isn't this the retribution of the United States' aggressive hegemony all along?" Righteous indignation, "My hometown was bombed by American planes. Many people in the village died because of that bombing. There are still many old and young people there..." He choked up and lowered his head, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably , but couldn't say a word.

Qu Shan glanced at Dong Qiangqiang, stuck out her tongue, and turned back cautiously.

The class was silent, and after a long time, the foreign boy raised his head again, with tears in his eyes: "So although I also hate the tragedy that those people caused in New York, I am not particularly sad. As written on the blackboard, I think this It's (Americans) what they deserve, God's punishment for doing bad things. That's what I'm trying to say."

In fact, some foreign students have expressed similar views in a very cryptic way before, but they still have a somewhat hidden meaning.The foreign boy's words were like a depth bomb, making the originally quiet classroom suddenly boil.

Just then, someone started to lead the applause.Dong Qiangqiang followed the prestige, and saw in another corner, a boy with a stern expression clapping his hands. Gradually, other students echoed and started clapping too.

"Did you see that applauding?" Qu Shan whispered, "He is Tong Huo."

"Be quiet, be quiet first." The political teacher pressed his palms twice in the air with great experience, "Next."

Dong Qiangqiang thought about it seriously, and slowly stood up: "I also have a different point of view."

The classroom gradually calmed down, but there were still whispers all around.

"After the disaster happened yesterday, a good friend of mine lost contact. I haven't been able to contact her for almost 20 hours." Dong Qiangqiang's voice was not loud, but those whispers seemed to be suddenly turned off by a master switch. There was no movement, even the foreign boy who was crying just now stopped crying at this time, staring at Dong Qiangqiang intently, waiting to hear what he would say next.

"I think the evaluation of the past actions of the United States should be placed first. The first place should be mourning for the victims and mourning for their deaths, not gloating." Dong Qiangqiang looked at the two English words on the blackboard He said firmly, "This should be the bottom line of our life."

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