I Got On A Ghost Ship By Mistake And Was Forced To Be The Captain
/ I Got on a Ghost Ship By Mistake and Was Forced To Be the Captain Chapter 373
Chapter 373 "Washing White"
Calculating the time, this year would be his fourth academic year at the University of Michigan if he hadn't stopped the king's car at the time. Unfortunately, a lot of messy things made his future planning messy.
It is precisely because of this that his bold actions have influenced a generation.
If Miss Cheryl can be admitted to the University of Michigan this year, it will happen to be the year he is about to graduate, and maybe we can meet in Göttinghagen.
"Since I have made up my mind, I will not persuade you anymore."
Tu Fu leaned back on the soft seat and made a promise to the little girl:
"If you can be admitted to the University of Michigan, I will use the relationship in the college to find a suitable professor for you as a mentor."
"It's a deal."
A look of joy flashed across Cheryl's face, and she got excited all at once, and she took the initiative to extend her little finger to Tu Fu.
"Pull the hook?"
Tu Fu was startled instinctively, not expecting a similar custom here.
She would make such a naive move, and subconsciously stretch out the corresponding little finger to hook the white finger. The little girl's finger is white and smooth, but Tu Fu didn't feel a wave of emotion when touching it.
"Don't go back on your word."
Cheryl smiled sweetly, and then pressed down on Tu Fu's thumb with her thumb, which was considered to have completed the agreement.
Compared to Sophie, Miss Cheryl loves and hates more clearly.
Knows what she wants, so she is more willing to pursue it boldly. Even if she fails to catch up, she has no regrets. She is more emotional and younger. As a girl of this age, she is good everywhere, and no one will be moved by her.
But not Miss Winster.
"Hey, don't think about others when you make an appointment with someone."
Beside his ears, an angry female voice woke Tu Fu up quickly, "I'm sorry..."
Tu Fu instinctively withdrew his palm quickly, and subconsciously wiped his fingers on his trousers.
"Is it so obvious?"
"It can be said that it is quite obvious, the kind that will definitely be called by the teacher in class."
Cheryl poked her head out and looked like she was eating melons, "Can you tell me who it is, who is the girl you like?"
"It doesn't matter anymore."
Tu Fu's reply was plain, and only plain was left in his heart.
He found that he wanted to recall the past, but the people in his memory became more and more blurred,
Want to remember the past but can't resonate.
How pathetic!
After becoming the captain of the ghost ship, some things seem to be getting farther and farther away. No matter how much he chases them, they are just a dream, and the ground will be shattered with a light touch.
Why don't you want to go back to the North Continent.
Probably... Fear of disillusioning even the last sliver of illusion.
Seeing that he was unwilling to speak, Cheryl Thoreau didn't ask any further questions. She turned her eyes to the mobilization meeting that had already started, and listened to the speeches of the leadership representatives, and muttered,
"boring."
Not only her, many students under the seat also complained in private.
"Just get used to it, it's like this every year."
"If I become the head of the school here in the future, I will guarantee that all speeches will be within three minutes."
"This is why you can't become the head of the academy."
The students complained mercilessly to each other, and listening to their mutual loss became Tu Fu's only pleasure here.
Yes, such a process is indeed extremely boring.
Even in such an activity, the people in the school did not forget to popularize science with the students, what a glorious history the college has, and how great the past achievements are.
Then take some students who have become big figures and former college students as examples, saying that being able to enter here means that they are marching towards a brilliant future.
Use these activities to motivate these students to work hard and instill the concept of elites.
Looking at one speaker after another, or passionately praising, or telling an inspirational story,
Tu Fu only felt sleepy for a while.
He has already passed this stage of "seeing himself". He has gone through countless hardships and obstacles, wandering all the way, and only now has he discovered a truth.
Don't keep thinking about what a great thing to do.
Next.
The end of the universe is weaving.
By remembering these two points, you can live a relatively comfortable life.
Finally, as Tu Fu was about to fall asleep, he heard the noisy voice from his neighbor again.
"I'm coming."
"That person is the representative of our class. He has a pretty good mind. He is guaranteed to be a member of the Seven Schools League."
"Oh, so it's him, a yellow man."
"It's really rare. In the past, the school would let white people be the student representatives."
A few confused voices spread to ten, ten to white. This can be regarded as some small changes this year. In the past, student representatives would let white-skinned people with higher blood and higher status come to power.
These people are always pointing their nostrils up, and their passionate words have also stimulated many people's psychology in a different direction.
A tall boy with a slender figure, steady steps and deep eyes came up on the stage.
It is the student representative this time.
A man of yellow race, his skin color is close to the curry color of the descendants of Incasso, similar to the white-clothed demigods Tu Fu saw, and they are all local residents.
Miss Cheryl, who was sitting beside him, put her palm against her head and murmured:
"That guy is pretty amazing."
"How amazing."
"Let's put it this way, in the past few decades, the top three students in the academy were all whites, and those who made major contributions to the academy were all from the Northern Continent, so the locals feel that their wisdom will never be comparable to that of the white-skinned people.
Until that person appeared, he had been in the first position for a long time since he came to the academy with an absolute advantage over the second place.
Although this incident cannot break the racial wisdom speech, it can also explain many problems, and it is touted by many people of color in Tabor. It is not very strange that the college chose him as the student representative to give a speech. "
“It turned out that a yellow man came to power in the philanthropic row of the academy to speak out for the group of people of color.
Tu Fu's casual sentence stumped Cheryl.
"Well, actually, I don't know either."
Her expression hesitated, and she didn't understand why the academy arranged this time.
With just a few words, the fair-skinned Xueba was already standing on the stage. The man quickly finished his introduction.
His tone was full of sincerity, as if he had specially trained in this area.
But the words after that made Tu Fu's ears very harsh.
"Frankly speaking, I am really lucky to come to Tabur Royal Academy. Although I have suffered some unfair treatment here, discrimination and arrogance against yellow-skinned people can be seen everywhere, but only here can I realize my ambition.
I will definitely go to the University of Göttinghagen and settle there to become a great person. I will make those who look down on me look at me again and say,
'Friend, you are amazing'.
On the first day I arrived, I told myself that it was because of this idea of betting my life that I never had fun, never dared to stop, let alone how much I suffered.
Actually, I don't care about the way you look at me at all. All the trials and tribulations are just the darkness before dawn.
Compared with those, I am more afraid of not entering the Royal Academy of Tabor, not being able to enter the League of Seven Schools, and becoming an ordinary person doing nothing, becoming an ordinary person, with a meager salary over and over again.
Watching peers stir up troubles on a bigger stage,
And I, living, and only living,
What a sad thing.
I know that many of us are pinning the expectations of many people. The pride of the previous generation has better conditions than most people in the Southern Continent. This means that we are destined to shoulder more responsibilities than others.
Family inheritance, personal glory, future expectations
Therefore, I really can't think of a reason not to fight…”
From the beginning, some students may have had the attitude of watching a joke, but after listening to a few words, their expressions became serious, and they looked at the boy squarely again.
Those profound words more or less hit a certain point in their hearts. As his speech progressed to the end, every word seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth,
Profound, hard, yet infectious.
Not only the candidates of this year, but also the lower grade students and freshmen came to the lecture hall this time.
Some of them bowed their heads in thought, some had moist eyes, and some already regarded that person as a bright light in life. In such an atmosphere, it is hard not to be empathized.
Mr. George Orwell was right when he said that a speech is a vehicle for conveying emotions to most people.
Tu Fu, who was lying under the stage, watched the talking child quietly. He didn't seem to be forced to go on stage, and his tone was as true as everyone confides in his heart.
Taking advantage of this opportunity is to instill this concept not only in others but also in yourself.
It's just that those passionate words hit his ears, but they sounded a little uncomfortable.
"...So, I want to go to Göttinghagen! I want to get a residence in the royal capital! I want to be closer to the center of the world!"
The speech on the stage continued, but the tone became louder and louder.
At the back, he almost used roars to express his emotions.
Something called ambition grew wantonly in the hearts of everyone at the scene, and the determination in the eyes of the speaking boy became more and more firm.
Without hesitation, I will say things that cannot be put on the bright side,
"I want a white girl to marry and have children! I don't want my children! I'm going to suffer so much...
I really don't want to be bullied anymore..."
After the speech, there was thunderous applause in the hall,
Enduring.
(end of this chapter)
Chapter end
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