Stop Bothering Me, Emperor Chapter 60: Society
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"Crack!" The glass goblet in Yu Tang's hand instantly shattered into dross.
"Ah!" The blonde girl sitting not far away let out a startled cry, and the room was quiet for a moment.
The white man also froze for a moment, realized that he had said something that shouldn't be said, and smiled: "Oh, you're so stingy, don't introduce it."
This white dandy, named Blair, comes from a military and political family. There was a president, two defense ministers, and countless members of Congress. Blair eats all men and women, very carefree, but not a **** in the ordinary sense.
When he entered Harlan University, the most important thing was not to get a diploma, but to manage contacts in the school, to lay the foundation for his family and his future political future. As a grandson of the Yu family, Yu Tang was naturally the object of Blair's wooing.
Yu Tang let go, all the glass ballasts in his hand fell on the ground, took the towel handed by the guard behind him, and wiped the red wine on his hand: "There is an old saying in China, friends and wives should not be bullied."
This sentence was a bit slurred in English, but Blair heard the word "wife" clearly, and his eyes widened: "Is that your fiancée? Oh, God, that's a boy, you are Seriously?"
"Of course, he is my wife, not a plaything," Yu Tang looked at the opposite dude coldly, "If you dare to hit his idea..."
The guard who leaned over to pack the glass, heard the master's words, a large piece of glass flew out of his fingers, flashing cold light, and sank into the sofa under Blair's ass.
"Oh!" Blair jumped up in shock, "Tang, you are too cruel!"
He always thought that Chinese people are weak and good-tempered. Since he met Yu Tang, his three views will be overturned. This person is moody, fierce, and has mysterious skills that he can't beat. What's more, there is a killer around him! It is terrible.
Such people can only become friends, never enemies. This is the common understanding of everyone in the black society.
The culture of China is ancient and mysterious, and the Americans don't understand it. Yu Tang said that he had a marriage contract with Song Xiao, and the people in the Black Society believed it. He also warmly proposed to hold a welcome party for Tang’s wife.
There are very few members in the black society. Apart from members of military and political families and chaebol families, there are also princes from other countries, such as the Dantu who wears a white robe.
"Tang, your wife came to the United States, what gift should I give him?" Leaving the small auditorium, Dantu walked out with Yu Tang. He always felt that Yu Tang was more like a person from the royal family than he was. He talks best.
"You don't have to give anything. My wife can only accept my gifts." Yu Tang said with her eyes down.
Dantu was taken aback for a moment, and nodded clearly: "This is very good, and the wife should be strictly controlled, the same as our customs."
Yu Tang nodded triumphantly, patted Dantu on the shoulder, and prepared to tell him another strategy to seize position.
At the beginning of school, there was always a turmoil. The courses at Harlan University were very tense. Song Xiao went to class the next day. The courses here are free to choose. Song Xiao mainly studies business management, but also elects some courses in choreography and art. After all, his own property cannot be discarded. If his father doesn't know how to operate, he has to carry it.
In one class, the professor talked about more than 40 pages of books, and also assigned homework to look up 30 books, and the classroom was wailing.
"Hi, Chinese?" The American girl sitting next to Song Xiao tilted her head to look at him curiously.
Song Xiao turned his head and saw a foreign girl's face. Because I had rarely seen white people before, and suddenly I saw so many, Song Xiao was a little blinded for a while, and could only distinguish the skin color, and couldn't tell the appearance. In his opinion, white people all look the same, with deep eye sockets and high nose bridge.
The girl looked at Song Xiao's face and indeed exclaimed: "Oh, you look so beautiful."
The U.S. has all races, so they can distinguish the looks of Asians. Song Xiao's face has gradually opened up, and he has begun to break away from the childishness of young people and develop toward handsome young people. His facial features are already exquisite. In the past two years, he has been supplemented by various delicious foods by Yu Tang. His complexion is healthy and fair, his eyes are clear and bright, and he has a gentleman temperament from the Dayu Dynasty. He looks mysterious and charming.
Song Xiao was taken aback, secretly feeling that the American girl was really bold and unrestrained, and smiled: "Thank you, you are also very beautiful."
"You came from Imperial University? I have never seen you before. My name is Emily." The enthusiastic girl walked out of the classroom with Song Xiao, "There is a welcome party tonight, will you go?"
"Yeah." Song Xiao walked forward without squinting, and answered when he heard this.
"It's great," Emily said happily, "If our president sees you, we will try our best to pull you into the club."
Without waiting for Song Xiao to ask any association, she was suddenly pulled back by someone, and almost fell into a solid and warm embrace.
"The emperor?" Song Xiao recognized the guy who appeared suddenly, and raised his head to touch his sore nose.
Yu Tang coldly looked at Emily who was standing aside.
"Wow." Emily saw Yu Tang's appearance clearly and couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice. Why are the Chinese students in this class so beautiful? I wanted to say hello, but I was shocked by the cold aura. I didn't dare to say anything, but quickly wrote my own phone number on the sticky note, slapped it on Song Xiao's arm, and ran away happily.
Song Xiao looked at the sticked arm without knowing it, and Yu Tang snatched the sticky note and squeezed it into a ball.
"What is that?" Song Xiao hasn't been left on the phone by the girl yet, and he doesn't know what ceremony this is.
"Promoting things." Yu Tang babbled casually and threw the note into the trash can.
Song Xiao nodded clearly, and said that this girl was so enthusiastic, probably because she wanted to pull him into that club.
Yu Tang took a similar course to Song Xiao, and the two went to the library together. It was completely different from the high school attitude of being a fool. Yu Tang seriously found the book he wanted to read, sat with Song Xiao to read it, and wrote detailed notes in his notebook from time to time.
Song Xiao looked at Yu Tang seriously, as if he had seen the emperor who had worked so hard back then.
The environment of the royal family is treacherous. If you don't work hard, you will be eliminated. If you don't grab it, you won't survive. Yu Tang has to work harder than anyone to win the throne.
"Isn't the situation of the Yu family's headquarters not optimistic?" Song Xiao asked him in a low voice.
Sure enough, she is her own queen. She looks thoroughly at everything. Yu Tang turned her head and rubbed her head with Song Xiao: "Don't worry, it's much easier than fighting for the throne."
The situation in the Yu family headquarters is indeed much more complicated than that in China. If you take the past royal family as a metaphor, Hua Guo is like the fief of two vassals. His family only needs to be in peace with the Qishu family. Here in the United States is the capital city. There are many children of the Yu family, and the situation of fighting for power is very serious. If you want to live a good life, it is impossible to protect yourself clearly and you must fight for it.
The welcome party in the evening is just a small gathering, mainly to welcome these Chinese people from afar. The organizer is the senior sister who came to exchange in the last Tedu University.
"We will be a family in the future. If you have any difficulties, please come to the senior sister." The people of Imperial Capital University formed a small organization with no name, just something similar to the fellow villagers' association. The president of the Fellowship Association.
Gao Ao still hid in the corner silently, and was dragged out by several seniors.
"I heard that you are the Olympiad Champion, I have also won the Olympiad." The senior with thick eyes pulled Gao Ao to speak.
"Really? I recently studied another problem, but I can't figure it out..." Gao Ao finally got interested and discussed math problems with his senior.
"Hello, don't you mind if we join in?" A few stylishly dressed American girls walked in to say hello, and then a few people holding the club's billboard also followed.
There are too many clubs in Harlan University. Everyone is stunned. They have not yet been decided. Except for the "sunspot" member invitation system, all the clubs are trying hard to attract new students.
"Jerry, look, it's him." Emily pulled a sturdy boy and ran towards Song Xiao happily.
"Wow! That's perfect!" The strong boy named Jerry circled Song Xiao, showing his strong muscles, "Hello boy, are you interested in joining us? Association?"
Song Xiao blinked: "Will the Blue Dragon meet?"
"How is it possible?" Jerry widened his eyes exaggeratedly, pointing at the two muscular men who were working hard to promote a boy. They had colorful tattoos on their bodies. They didn't look like good people at first sight. It is the Blue Dragon Club."
Song Xiao twitched his mouth: "Then you are..."
"We are—Angel Association!" Jerry said the first few words, and a group of people quickly gathered behind and shouted the name "Angel Association".
"Oh, dear Oriental boy, you really fit the name of our association. As the president, I invite you to join the Angels Association and become the ambassador of our association!" Jerry said in a special tone Like an insurance salesman.
The Angel Association, the last ambassador graduated, they searched for a long time, but they did not find a suitable candidate. Because I want to find someone as clean and beautiful as an elf, but at the same time as calm and friendly as a god.
When the party was over, Song Xiao looked at the angel wing brooch pinned to his clothes, and pulled the corner of his mouth. He didn't say anything at all, and was directly pulled into the party by these guys. In other words, this is not really a sales promotion, as the emperor said?
"Song Xiao, what association have you joined?" Yin Yuanyuan came over and asked him with a smile.
Yin Yuanyuan came to study literary creation and director, so he joined a literary club, wrote poetry together every week, and rehearsed plays.
"Angel Association, I don't know what it does." Song Xiao showed her the small metal wings.
"The Angels Association is not a good job. Are you interested in joining us?" A slightly frivolous voice rang out in front. Song Xiao looked up and saw a white boy wearing a burgundy long-sleeved shirt, smiling Hand him an invitation card with "sunspots" written on it impressively.
The boy handed it to him, then turned and left.
Yin Yuanyuan was stunned for a while, and took Song Xiao to the street lamp: "You quickly look at this invitation card and lead the senior sister to say, if the black skeleton painted on the invitation card, it proves that they really invited you, if the painting is a sun , They just fell in love with your face and want you to be a lover!"
As a veteran pure love enthusiast, Yin Yuanyuan has long studied the issue of the Sunspot Association’s invitation to lovers, and she was excited for a long time because he also invited handsome young people here. But when this incident really happened to her classmates, she couldn't get excited at all, only full of worries.
Song Xiao opened the invitation, there was a dazzling little sun painted inside, sneered, and threw it into the trash can.
Blair whistled and walked out of campus. He was a third-year student and had already lived off campus. Yu Tang said that he was not allowed to beat his wife, but that's how people are. The more you don't move, the more you can't sit still. He is curious and wants to take a closer look at what Song Xiao looks like.
"Blair." As soon as he walked to the entrance of the school, a cold voice came from the shadows.
Blair turned his head and met Yu Tang's smiling eyes.
"Oh, Tang, why are you here... hey... I have something to say..."