I’m From an Ordinary Family, for Real!

 Everyone immediately looked at the principal with doubts: "???"

 When did Mr. Principal use such exaggerated and flattering adjectives for Dahua? Powerful and mysterious?

Several students with Asian faces thought to themselves: Hasn’t this old guy always looked down on other races? Although they dare not say it clearly in this environment, they can clearly feel that this old guy is a racist.

 When did he become so...kind to the Chinese?

 Chen Chu walked onto the stage and said with a smile: "Hello everyone, I am Chen Chu. I hope we can get along well."

Mr. Principal stood behind Chen Chu and scanned everyone's face sternly. The warning was too strong.

 The students in the audience knew it by heart. Some white people sneered. It turned out to be a big Chinese with status.

The black men also looked at Chen Chu with rude eyes.

 Several students who were supposed to be Chinese students stood up and applauded.

 After a moment, due to the stern gaze of the principal, everyone clapped, but it was unclear how reluctant they were.

 It is said that every international student has experienced discrimination and prejudice.

As we all know, academic qualifications are not equivalent to cognition, and cannot be linked to personal qualities at all.

Little trivia, a certain Nobel laureate once publicly disclosed racial discrimination...

But as a white man, his discriminatory remarks did not arouse anger in the country, and even gained everyone's approval and approval, because he believed that black people are the most mentally retarded...yellow people have the highest IQs.

The old professor said: "Okay, Mr. Chen Chu, please sit down and listen to the lecture. In addition, Mr. Principal and Mr. Dean of Academic Affairs, please leave my classroom."

 Chen Chu glanced at the lecture theater below, and after saying hello to the old professor, he sat next to a large Chinese group.

His telekinesis told him that this was one of the few people who had no ill intentions towards him.

The dean of academic affairs put the textbooks in his arms on Chen Chu’s desk. This scene made everyone stunned.

It turns out that what the dean of academic affairs was holding in his arms was this Chinese textbook. Isn’t this too much?

 The principal and the dean of academic affairs took another deep look at all the students before leaving, which was full of warning.

The old professor raised his head and glanced at Chen Chu's back, held up the frame of his glasses, and continued his lecture.

 After Chen Chu took a look at the book, he silently added some proficiency points for that major on the proficiency panel.

 He is not here to study, he is here to have fun, and enjoy the troubles in life!

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A Chinese man next to him asked in a low voice: "Chen Chu? Are you really a Chinese man?"

Chen Chu turned around and took a look. These were several boys, all of whom were Chinese.

Chen Chu asked back: "Do I look like a stick and a devil?"

“Um, no, no, no, that’s not what we meant. We didn’t mean to insult you.”

Chen Chu asked: "If you don't tell me this, how long have you been here?"

 Through conversation, I learned that several of them have been studying abroad for two years and will graduate next year.

The old professor looked up, held up his glasses and asked, "Gentlemen over there, please don't talk in class. This is a class, not a symposium."

 The classroom suddenly burst into laughter. The laughter was full of irony and was basically in black and white.

 Chen Chu and the others lowered their heads in embarrassment and hurriedly listened to the lecture carefully.

 When get out of class was over, the old professor took the textbooks and left: "get out of class is over."

The classroom suddenly burst into joy, with everyone laughing and joking.

 Chen Chu and a few classmates he knew were about to take a break and go to class together later, when suddenly several classmates walked out next to them.

“Hi, new classmate, nice to meet you.” A tall white man stretched out his hand towards Chen Chu and said with a smile.

 Behind him, several people also said hello: "Hi."

It's just that some people deliberately stretched the corners of their eyes with their hands and squinted at Chen Chu, full of mockery.

"Hahaha!"

Chen Chu reached out and fanned his nose, frowning and said, "Oh, what does it smell like, my God."

"Sorry, classmate, I really can't stand this smell. Can you please stay away from me and talk to me?" Several white people were stunned for a moment, and then their faces turned red. "Waterfak!"

 Because European and American people generally have thick hair and strong body odor, they generally can't stand being told that they smell strong.

“Fake, are you mocking me? A Chinese?” Several white classmates suddenly became furious.

Chen Chu asked: "Walter? No, I just feel that the taste is very strong."

 “Mom, Fake!” One of the people was about to rush up, but was held tightly by the others.

“John, stop it. Fighting is not allowed in school, and there will be punishment.”

 “That’s right, John.”

 Chen Chu understood. It seemed that he had accidentally hit someone's pain point. This person must have a very strong body odor.

While a few people were pulling him, several Chinese classmates also took Chen Chu away.

Chen Chu kept turning around and fanning his nose at everyone, full of mockery.

 “Farke!”

 “Bichi!”

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“Chen Chu, are you so awesome?” When an artificial chair stopped by a river, several Dahua students looked at Chen Chu with admiration.

Chen Chu shook his head: "I'm just returning the favor, what kind of cow is that?"

A few people still admired Chen Chu: "But this is a free country, this is really..."

  “Tsk.”

“It’s really good, but it’s a foreign country after all. Be careful of being trapped in a sack by those people.”

 “People here are generally prone to getting angry and often get into fights.”

Chen Chu looked at himself: "I have practiced and know a few kinds of ancient martial arts."

"Really or not? So awesome?" Several people really believed Chen Chu's words. After all, there was no need for Chen Chu to lie to them.

 Chen Chu looked at the ancient martial arts skills lying in the skill column gathering dust, and nodded: "Really."

He hasn't used it a few times, let alone in actual combat, but I'm afraid he won't be able to use it in this life, it's a useless thing.

Normally he doesn't need to take action. When it's his turn to take action, the ancient martial arts is not enough, and he basically ends up in the dust.

“But you have to be careful lately, Langdon and his gang will definitely cause trouble for you.” A classmate warned.

Chen Chu waved his hand and said with a smile: "Maybe, maybe they will change their ways after today?"

 “Huh???” The three of them were confused.

The three of them were confused, but they didn’t want to ask about this matter anymore. Instead, they asked another question: "Chen Chu, can you keep up with this course?"

“It’s been a few days since the semester started, why did you come here?”

 Chen Chu: "I can keep up with the progress of the course. As for the enrollment? This is an unexpected situation."

“Perhaps some people have just negotiated a good deal with my ‘parent’?”

　　　　???”

 “My ‘parents’ don’t let me go abroad. After all, I’m a little special.”

 Everyone looked curious: "What's so special?"

Chen Chu said mysteriously: "I have super powers and can conjure things that make people live forever."

  “…” The three of them were speechless.

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  . (End of chapter)