Chapter 1298: Meng Xiaojun's Runaway, Su Mei's Love Letter
Just as the pretty girl sat down thoughtfully, a boy in the back row suddenly stood up, looking solemn and passionate:

"Teacher, the Civil War in the Lighthouse Country has been over for more than a hundred years, and the people have long been able to cook, grow oil, and make dogs... I think what you just said is just one person's opinion, one-sided..."

The more than 100 students in the class were instantly emotional as the man spoke passionately, and they all shouted angrily:

"who are you?"

"Is that polite?"

"Do you have a say here?"

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Su Mingzhe quickly put his hands forward, signaling everyone not to get restless.

When the classroom returned to silence, Su Mingzhe asked the boy:

"My dear classmate, you look unfamiliar to me. Are you not a classmate from our literature department?"

"Teacher, I am from another major, my name is Meng Xiaojun!"

It has to be said that Meng Xiaojun was indeed courageous when he was young. Even in an unfamiliar classroom and an unfamiliar major, he dared to stir up public anger and was not afraid of being exposed at all.

He is indeed a man who dares to call the protagonist a "country bumpkin".

However, Su Mingzhe was not used to his bad habits, and he smiled and counterattacked:
"Mr. Meng Xiaojun, from what you said, I can infer that history and politics are definitely your weak points in your high school academic performance. However, you must have learned biology very well."

"Meng Xiaojun, is my inference accurate?"

Faced with Su Mingzhe's counterattack, Meng Xiaojun was a little dazed, and his two brothers beside him were even more dumbfounded.

Cheng Dongqing, who was a bit naive, asked his friend directly:
"Xiaojun, this Professor Su is amazing. How could he guess that you are from the biology department based on just one sentence from you... You really didn't learn history and politics well in high school?"

Wang Yang, who was standing next to him, rolled his eyes around and asked in a low voice:
"Hey, Lao Meng, did this teacher Su know you before? Otherwise, how would he know your background?"

"do not know."

Meng Xiaojun was also a little confused.

He was born into an intellectual family. Influenced by his family, he was more interested in modern Western disciplines, while he was relatively weak in specialized subjects such as history and politics.

However, he never told anyone about these things after he went to college!

Su Mingzhe saw that his words had shocked the three brothers, so he continued to chuckle:
"Let's not discuss whether the Lighthouse Country is a democracy, whether it has oil, and whether it is a human-dog relationship. After all, we can't come up with a substantive whole here."

"However, since you are good at biology, let me ask you a biological question. What are the characteristics of a tiger?"

"tiger?"

Meng Xiaojun was stunned for a moment, then replied:
"The tiger is a large carnivorous cat with a rounded head and a short snout..."

Su Mingzhe waited for Meng Xiaojun to finish answering, nodded with satisfaction, and then continued to ask:
"You said that tigers are large carnivorous cats. As far as I know, leopards are also carnivorous cats. If I raise a leopard and raise it to the size of a tiger, and then tell others that this is a tiger, do you think they will believe me?"

Meng Xiaojun was confused by Su Mingzhe's question, and was a little puzzled, but he had to answer:
"Teacher, a tiger is a tiger, and a leopard is a leopard. Even if the leopard grows bigger, it is still a leopard!"

"Oh, so you understand this!"

Seeing Meng Xiaojun taking the bait, Su Mingzhe revealed a smug smile:
"Now that you know all this, a tiger is a tiger and a leopard is a leopard. They are essentially different."

"Then why do you think that the beacon country that oppresses and exploits the third world everywhere is a country where the people are slaves and people are dogs?"

After Meng Xiaojun found out that he had been fooled, he immediately denied it and retorted:
"Teacher, which country did the Lighthouse Nation bully?"

"It seems that, Mr. Meng, your political knowledge is really not up to standard. Since you don't remember, I will remind you."

Su Mingzhe didn't want to continue talking nonsense with Meng Xiaojun, but seeing that he actually ignored the facts, he could only directly present the evidence and said: "Just now you mentioned the Civil War in the Lighthouse Country, so let's talk about what happened after the Civil War."

"Let me ask you, is the Lighthouse Country included in the Eight-Nation Alliance? The Philippines lived under the colonization of the Lighthouse Country for fifty years and only declared independence after World War II... Of course, we can temporarily not talk about the war crimes committed by the Lighthouse Country abroad, and just talk about their domestic affairs."

"When the Lighthouse Nation was founded, there were more than 1900 tribes and more than million indigenous people in North America. By , there were only indigenous people left. This is the official data of the Lighthouse Nation."

"Even so, the Lighthouse Country still did not let up the hunt for the indigenous people. During World War II, President Roosevelt even made a speech saying that 'dead indigenous people are the good indigenous people.'"

"Mr. Meng, this incident happened only forty years ago. You don't think it's all fake, do you?"

"In 1963, Martin Luther King, the leader of the Beacon Country, delivered his famous "I Have a Dream" speech in front of the Lincoln Memorial. This speech was only twenty years ago!"

"You don't think that in just 20 years, the intense racial conflict has disappeared?"

"In fact, I understand why you are curious about the Lighthouse Country. In your mind, Europe and the United States were the first to launch the First Industrial Revolution and the Second Industrial Revolution. They have developed industries, economies, and science and technology. They are the birthplace of modern civilization, modern thought, and modern philosophy."

"You envy and yearn for European and American countries, so you want to immigrate there and enjoy the food, oil, and people of these countries. However, you forget the most important point - those who are not of our race must have different hearts!"

"Not only do we Chinese understand this sentence, foreigners also understand it!"

"During World War II, the Soviet Union and Germany, the United States and Japan, and even Germany and Britain were all frantically imprisoning and massacring each other's expatriates!"

"Have you ever thought about this: if one day you immigrate to these countries, and then World War III breaks out, and our country and these countries become hostile countries... what will be your situation at that time?"

"Don't ever say that you had already obtained European and American citizenship at that time and were considered European and American."

"In times of war, the way to identify people's race is definitely not to check your ID, but to look at your skin color!"

"These are the experiences and lessons that our predecessors have gained through the sacrifice of tens of millions of people and their lives..."

With the ringing of the bell, a new class begins.

Su Mingzhe could only end his speech, wave his hand, and continue the class.

The more than 40-minute class passed in the blink of an eye.

As usual, Su Mingzhe was getting ready to get off work.

When the get out of class is about to end, a group of girls will inevitably bring a thick stack of love letters.

Su Mingzhe had hardly ever looked through these love letters, but today he suddenly became interested.

After returning to the office, Su Mingzhe took out the love letter from the pretty girl seemingly unintentionally but with great precision.

I opened it and looked at it, and the name signed was "Su Mei".

Su Mei has an elegant "first love face" and a slightly cold personality. She has been Su Mingzhe's student for two and a half years and has written a total of seven love letters to Su Mingzhe.

Su Mingzhe unfolded the letter, took a look at it, and suddenly laughed:
Is this also considered a love letter?
"Dear teacher: This is the seventh time I have picked up a pen to write to you."

"You wrote in The World, 'The most important thing for a person who has nothing is himself. As long as he has himself, he is not afraid of the sky falling.' This sentence has been silently encouraging me..."

Su Mingzhe finished reading the letter and sighed softly:
"This letter is not a love letter at all. At most, it is just a review written by a fan of the book."

I believe that many of the letters written by other girls contain similar content to this letter.

But Su Mingzhe had never opened it, so he was unable to identify it.

(End of this chapter)