I am a scholar

The sky was bright, and the fog in San Francisco gathered together, and the outlines of nearby scenery could only be seen under the light emitted by the car.

There were a group of young teenagers in the car. Other than that, there was only a blond American driver with stubble and a teacher who was the team leader of the Chinese players in the World Junior Championships.

Most of the children are going abroad for the first time. Although their sleepy eyelids could not be opened when they got off the plane, they immediately squatted on the window of the car with round eyes, trying to see through the smog. view.

Seeing that the children were full of energy, the leading teachers appointed by the organizer decided to let them go to Stanford University, which is the test site, first.The fog in the morning has not dissipated, and a large group of people set off in a mighty way. The driver is an old driver with more than ten years of driving experience. He is a native American citizen and is very familiar with every road section in San Francisco. In this fog I don’t know how many times I have walked through it in the hazy morning, and it can completely guarantee the safety of the children.

Chen Muxi leaned his head on the back of the car. At this moment, the car stopped slowly, and then he heard the team leader stand up from his seat and shouted to everyone: "We are here, and now we have to line up to get off the car from the first grade, please don't mess up the order. , Remember what the teacher and parents told you before you came here!"

Both Chen Muxi and Tong Tong were sitting in the back, and they followed after the jumping children in front stood up and got off the bus.

The luggage had already been brought back to the hotel by the team leader who did not come, only some children were carrying small cartoon-like schoolbags on their shoulders, which were stuffed with drinks and snacks.

Everyone lined up, and the team leader nodded goodbye to the driver after counting good people.

"Goodbye, Uncle Brown!" The children waved goodbye enthusiastically, and the driver with a foreign face grinned and waved to them, "Uncle will pick you up later!"

After speaking, he leaned against the car door, took out his pocket with his right hand, and took out a pack of cigarettes.

Start puffing up.

The car gradually dissipated with the fog and disappeared into the distance. The children who came to participate turned their heads and followed the team leader into Stanford University.

Chen Muxi walked in the back and watched the team leader's attention focused on the younger children, walked to the back and stood in a row with Tongtong, touched each other's arms, and said, "Go back to the hotel later?"

Tongtong tilted her head, looked at him with gentle eyes, and said, "I have agreed with my parents that I will go back to my grandfather's house for a few days."

"Oh..." Chen Muxi was startled.

Tongtong stretched out his hand, took Chen Muxi's hand, and asked with a smile: "Does Xiaoxi want to go with me?"

"Think about it." Chen Muxi turned her head and said, only after hearing the team leader's roar, she pulled Tongtong's hand away and returned to where he was standing.

But Tongtong didn't hear the answer she wanted, a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes, and disappeared in an instant.

The preaching hall-style building exudes a cultural atmosphere, and several young students are enjoying the beautiful and quiet campus on the softly manicured lawn.

Buildings with yellow walls and red tiles rise one after another, and young people riding bicycles around the Nuoda campus can be found everywhere. Such a free, peaceful and culturally rich international school affects everyone in this young team.

Before it was time for the exam, the team leader just showed them around and walked around.

These children do not have the fear or fear of being in a foreign country, and they may be a little uncomfortable at first, but they are gradually attracted by the rare things here.

From the quiet at the beginning, the team became noisy, the team was slightly scattered, and the team leader was sweating profusely, and called the few team leaders who hadn't come yet.

Let him watch so many children alone, it's really hard to watch.

In the end, they rested on the lawn and waited for the two team leaders who were coming over.

The children all sat down in a circle, and Chen Muxi sat beside Tongtong, squinting at the blue sky. After the fog cleared, the weather was clear, and the place smelled of fresh grass, which was very pleasant.

Gradually stretched his body and lay down on the lawn. The already formed body stretched out and could occupy the positions of four people. Several of them had already known him on the road, and the players who also represented China in the competition all avoided and let him smile. Sit down.

Tongtong embraced Chen Muxi's body, and hugged her tightly in her arms.

Chen Muxi shrank her arms and legs, and rubbed against Tongtong.

The place was more than half opened, and the few players who had just been scattered gathered together and said with a smile: "Chen Muxi, are you ashamed? You think Tong Fu is your father, don't you?"

Chen Muxi was lying on the lawn, with her arms hanging around Tongtong's neck, squinting her eyes, and said very comfortably: "This is called a human pillow, do you understand me?"

Tongtong patted Chen Muxi's head.

The boys looked at Chen Muxi leaning against Tongtong, Tongtong stretched out his hand to pamper her soft blue hair, Chen Muxi's comfortable expression made people a little envious.

After a while, the team leader called everyone to line up and continue to visit the university scenery. The children got up from the lawn and patted their clothes.Chen Muxi and Tong Tong's clothes were stained with a few grass leaves. After packing them up, they stood behind and continued to set off with the large army.

When walking in front of the memorial church, the team leader received a call from several team leaders who were coming to Stanford, wiped off their sweat, and told them where they were on the phone.

The Chinese Junior Championships team stopped under the sun, waiting warmly for the arrival of the team leaders.

Some people were squatting on the ground talking, some were standing and playing with others, Chen Muxi was bending his knees, squatting on the ground with his chin resting on the ground, watching people coming and going to visit the church.

The weather became hotter, and the previous cool air dissipated with the mist, especially with a warm sun hanging above his head. Chen Muxi squatted for a while, then stood up and took off his coat and wrapped it around his waist.

Then many people followed his example and took off their coats.

At this time, a group of people suddenly came out of the memorial church. The age and clothing of these people attracted the attention of the Chinese team players.

Chen Muxi's gaze also shifted to them.

They are all dressed in black and white uniform sportswear, and they are of different ages. The oldest is the team leader, a short, fat middle-aged man, and two younger men standing behind him, while the rest are a group of children. Still young and immature.

The members of the Chinese team looked at this group of people with some curiosity, but this group of people was still walking towards them.

The three adult men were talking with their heads down. Although they all had black hair and looked like Chinese, what they said was beyond the understanding of the group of children and the leader.

However, they could distinguish their tone. At this time, the middle-aged man walking in front suddenly raised his head and laughed, and then Wali said something else.

It was a dismissive tone.The middle-aged man patted the shoulder of the young man behind him, and then walked two steps to the players of the Chinese team. With a sincere smile on his face, he bent down slowly, and said in a non-standard Chinese : "Hello, I'm Kubo Kazuto, the Japanese team leader of the World Junior Championships. If I'm not mistaken, you are a player from China, right?"

The Chinese team leader stood up at this time, stood in front of the uninvited guest, and smiled politely: "We are the Chinese team, and I am the Chinese team leader Zhong Yanhai. Mr. Kubao speaks Chinese well."

The Japanese team leader Kubo Kazuto chatted with Zhong Yanhai enthusiastically: "In my opinion, Chinese is the most difficult language to learn in the world. However, it is very easy for Chinese people to learn Japanese, because our cultures are similar, and we look forward to Zhong Yanhai. Mr. has the opportunity to come to Japan as our guest, and I will treat you to a sashimi feast."

The Chinese team leader Zhong Yanhai frowned.

Sashimi is raw fish, a type of Japanese delicacy.

But he is allergic to seafood.

Zhong Yanhai looked at Kubo Kazuto's sincere eyes and gentle smile. Although his attitude was very friendly, it made people feel a little uncomfortable.

A sense of disobedience is very awkward.

Zhong Yanhai raised his eyelids, and said honestly, "Thank you Mr. Kubao, I'm allergic to seafood, I'm afraid I've let down your invitation."

At this time, Kubo Kazuto frowned, but quickly let go, and then showed a more earnest and sincere smile than before, and said considerately and understandingly: "I understand very well, I have a colleague in Japan who is just like you, because he eats seafood. Because of his allergies, he was unable to taste many delicacies."

Zhong Yanhai nodded patiently.

At this time, a child next to him shouted: "Mr. Zhong! It's the teachers who are here!"

Zhong Yanhai regained his energy, and said to Kubo and Renren, "I'm sorry, our other team leaders are here, and we will continue to chat next time when we are free."

Kubo Kazuto nodded and said, "We are leaving too, Mr. Zhong please go ahead."

The several team leaders who came all rushed over one after another, but their eyes were on the back of the Japanese team leaving. After they walked away, they asked Zhong Yanhai: "What did they tell you?"

Zhong Yanhai explained the identities of this group of people, and then briefly and simplified what Kubo Kazuto said to him.

Among them, the older team leader pondered after hearing this: "Forget it this time. Next time, you all remember not to talk too much with the leaders of other national teams, especially the Japanese team."

The team leaders nodded one after another, and they all understood the meaning of the old team leader's words.

Who would believe that Kubo Kazuto simply wanted to chat with Zhong Yanhai?

The older leader continued: "I also want to tell the children that it is okay to make foreign friends, but they should pay attention to their speech and behavior, and every word and deed represents the country behind them."

"Will there be reporters coming on the day of the match?" Zhong Yanhai asked.

"That's right." The older team leader nodded, and said with a serious face, "At that time, the eyes of the whole world will be on them. Even so, don't put too much pressure on them. The competition... Do your best. Just fine."

"Don't worry, when I go back to the hotel, I'll tell you room by room." Zhong Yanhai smiled, pointed to the church in front of him and said, "It's been a long time since I've been here, let's show the children first."