Volume 1: A sound on Wall Street, Xinxiang City is busy copying books Chapter 292 Christmas Eve (End)
Chapter subtitle: It's over? No!
"We Seris are all... trash!"
“…”
Regardless of whether they knew Master Yuan or not, whether they liked Master Yuan or not, and whether they admired Master Yuan or not, everyone had a smile on their face. However, the moment they heard the word "rubbish", everyone's smile froze on their faces.
Most of the people in the venue did not react for a while, and even if they did, they did not know why this guy suddenly fired such a big map cannon, so they really did not know how to react. The venue suddenly fell silent.
Yuan Yan suddenly said to herself: "Oh, don't get me wrong, I'm not targeting anyone. I'm saying that everyone here is rubbish!"
He pointed at Luo Jiaxiang and said, "Uncle Luo, you are garbage!"
Then he pointed at Huang Huilan and said, "Mrs. Gu, you are trash!"
"Xiangzi, Xiaolu and Xiaoyang, you three are garbage!"
"Fifth brother and fourth sister, you two are rubbish!"
He pointed his finger at the ground and said, "You, you, you... are garbage!"
At this moment, everyone realized that he was cursing. The place was like a pot of boiling oil that was poured with a bucket of cold water, and it instantly exploded and became extremely noisy.
"Fuck your mother, you are the trash, we are not trash!"
"This idiot is asking for a beating, I'm going to go up on stage and teach him a lesson right now!"
"Did Lao Yuan take the wrong medicine?!"
"Is the Second Master crazy?!"
"Young lady, it turns out he is a lunatic!"
"Um……"
Miss Wei Mingzhu also stayed there, not understanding how the talented and warm-hearted man just now could have become such a complete madman.
"Shut the fuck up! Listen to me!" Yuan Yan ignored the angry crowd and shouted at the top of her lungs, "That's right, I'm trash too!!!"
The roar sounded like a tiger's roar, a lion's roar, and a dragon's roar, piercing everyone's eardrums and making their heads swell, and the room fell silent again.
“Today, we stand here! Standing on the land of the foreign devils! Standing in New York, standing on Manhattan Island that the Dutch bought for twenty-four US dollars!”
"And standing before me is a nation, a nation groaning in humiliation, a nation willing to be trash and groaning in humiliation!"
"After the First Opium War in 1840, the pride of our nation was gone! The victors rode on our necks and bullied us. They trampled on our dignity, the dignity of the noblest nation on the Eurasian continent!"
"Please tell me, are you trash?!"
“…”
The whole audience was silent, except for Luo Jiaxiang who wiped the sweat off his forehead and stammered, "Hong, Hong, Hongjian... um, isn't it a bit too much to talk about garbage?"
Our Master Yuan glanced at him and said word by word: "Too much?!"
He turned around and said loudly to the audience: "We Seres people claim to be the only civilized race in the world with a continuous historical heritage of five thousand years. We are the dignified descendants of the Chinese nobles Yan and Huang. But now... now we have fallen into this state where everyone can bully us. The foreign devils call us: chink, opium ghost, slant-eyed guy, sick man of East Asia, yellow monkey... Do you want me to say more?"
"You may say: Mr. Yuan, I just need a job, a piece of bread, and a roof over my head. Yes, you are right, life is really too important. But I want to tell you. There is something more important than life in this world, that is freedom! That is dignity!"
"As long as the foreign flag is still flying in the concession, our dignity will not exist!"
"As long as those Westerners and Easterners are rampant on our land, our dignity will not exist!"
"As long as this country called China is fragmented and weak on the world map, our dignity will not exist!"
"As long as people from other countries laugh contemptuously when they mention the word China during a conversation, our dignity will not exist!"
"As long as the Chinese Exclusion Act exists and we have to queue up behind the Japanese to enter customs, our dignity will not exist!"
"Without dignity, are we not ashamed of our ancestors?"
"Without dignity, are we unworthy of our bloodline descendants?"
"Everyone, if we are not trash, then who the hell is trash?!"
“…”
An old man in a long gown suddenly burst into tears and said, “Wuwuwu… Mr. Yuan is right, we are indeed trash that are unworthy of our ancestors… Wuwuwu…”
A young man in Western clothes beside him supported him helplessly and said, "Father, you..."
Unexpectedly, the old man with tears in his eyes hugged him and said, "My son, I am so sorry for you! You have been smart and sensible since you were young, and you have always been diligent and hardworking, so you were able to enter a higher education institution in the United States. But now you have such talent but can only stay in your father's laundry shop as an accountant... Woo woo woo... I'm sorry, I am really sorry for you... Woo woo woo..."
When the old father said this, his son's eyes turned red and he choked up, "Father, this is not your fault. This is really not your fault. If you want to blame someone, blame it... wuwuwu... I don't know who to blame... wuwuwu..."
"Wuwuwu... The foreigners won't even let me get on the tram or into the theater. Who should I blame for this... Wuwuwu..."
“Wow…They bully me in the classroom every day, but it’s really not my fault…Wow…”
If a person has not experienced such collective unconscious outbursts as MLM motivational courses and qigong lectures, it is difficult to understand why a large group of adults, even those who are all highly educated or have rich life experience, would worship those clumsy and ridiculous liars who are as ridiculous as clowns.
If a person has not watched the video of Little Moustache's speech but only reads the text of the speech, it would be difficult to understand why the German nation, which has produced many philosophers and politicians, finally chose Little Moustache as the head of state and led them to Hebei... well, a sea of blood and corpses.
If a person has never suffered discrimination simply because of his appearance and race, it is even more difficult to understand why Chinese Americans were left speechless by our Master Yuan's scolding, and finally burst into tears.
These three factors combined caused the venue to be filled with tears and sobbing.
Even an old bureaucrat like Secretary Luo shed a few drops of camel urine, but he still retained a little bit of diplomacy. He wiped his tears and walked over to stop him, saying, "Hongjian, stop talking... Please, stop talking!"
“Wuwuwu… No, let him continue!” someone suddenly cried and screamed from below.
"That's right, let... um, please continue speaking, Mr. Yuan!"
"I want to hear what Mr. Yuan has to say!"
"Go on!"
“Go on!!”
"Go on!!!"
Our Master Yuan took advantage of this momentum and pushed the powerless Luo Jiaxiang away, looking at the crowd with satisfaction: "Very good, I'm very proud, you finally know that you are all garbage!"
"By the way, please tell me, why are we standing on the land of the foreign devils? It's because we can't stay on our own land anymore!"
"Please tell me again, why can't we stay in our own land? It's because some of us can't even make a living in our own land, and some people leave our own land and run to the foreign devils' territory to find a way to survive!"
"And I am the latter kind of person. So let me tell you about this garbage. What we need is not just a piece of steamed bun! But respect from others! A nation being respected! Respect is not achieved through begging and protesting, but through hard work and struggle!"
"When others bully us, even our former students come to trample on us, we can only shout: We express our strong indignation and protest. Such people are spineless! Such people are lowly! We should use our deafening voices to make the enemy tremble! We should crush their dignity and let them know that we are not a group of cowards who only know how to protest!"
"You are crying because you still have a sense of shame! In front of me is a legion with five thousand years of unyielding blood! This blood once flowed in the veins of our ancestors, and they never gave in! Now, it is gushing in our bodies. Tell me, do you want it to cool down? "
A young man raised his arms and shouted: "No!"
An elderly man raised his arms and shouted, "No!"
A woman raised her arms and shouted, "No!"
The whole audience shouted at the same time: "No! No! No!"
"No!" Yuan Yanshu shouted again: "Yes, yes, yes, that's it! The blood of us Chinese will never turn cold! We Chinese must say no to the whole world!"
"We don't fight for slavery! We fight for freedom! We are not machines, not cattle or horses, we are human beings! We are the Chinese who have never surrendered!"
"We unite in the name of freedom! Fight for a new and fair world! We fight for us Chinese to not be discriminated against! Fight for those who enslaved us to get out of Chinese land! Fight for us Chinese to be respected by the whole world, including America! Fight for our dignity! Fight for our promises!"
"Fight to save our motherland! Chinese people, we fight for the glory of our ancestors! Fight so that our descendants can proudly proclaim: We are the Chinese who never surrender!"
"My compatriots, long live China and the Chinese people! Long live freedom!"
“Pah pah pah pah pah pah pah pah…”
Applause, warm applause, extremely warm applause, echoed in the small conference hall, deafening and lasting for a long time!
At this time, Mr. Stauffenberg, who was closest to him, rushed to his side first and said excitedly: "Mr. Yuan, although I don't understand what you said, you are an outstanding... well, a unique orator. I really hope that we in Germany can have someone like you..."
"There will be one." Our Master Yuan patted him on the shoulder and said affirmatively: "You will have such a person in Germany, I guarantee it!"
As soon as he finished speaking , people in the audience rushed up and surrounded him.
"Mr. Yuan, please tell us how to fight!"
"Yeah, how are we supposed to fight?"
"Please tell us!"
Yuan Yan suddenly said to everyone with full confidence: "My fellow countrymen, I will now tell you how to fight."
He picked up the sword at his feet and asked, "Do you know why William II gave me this sword?"
When he asked this, everyone started to whisper to each other. After a while, someone said, "It is said that Mr. Yuan gave you the sword and the title because you said a few good words for him in the newspaper."
"This brother is right." Master Yuan bowed to the speaker , and then asked everyone again: "We Chinese often say that a gift of a goose feather from a thousand miles away is a token of affection. Regardless of the value of this sword or the quality of the title, the thought is always important. So, brother, I just said a few good words for him in the newspaper, and he sent someone from a thousand miles away to give me a sword and a title. Do you think he is a little stupid?"
After hearing what he said, everyone felt that the emperor was a little too immature...
"No, William II is not stupid at all! In this matter, he is not stupid but very smart." Master Yuan said solemnly, "We Chinese have also said that if a person is criticized by thousands of people, he will die without any disease. Now public opinion all over the world is condemning him. I, my brother, have come out to say a few good words for him. If he doesn't do something to show his support, he would be stupid."
"Since even the German emperor knows the power of public opinion, how can we Chinese not know it?" He said earnestly: "My compatriots, some fight with knives, guns and cannons, while others fight with films, printing presses and radio stations..."
Watching Yuan Yanshu speaking eloquently on the stage , Wei Mingzhu couldn't help but think of a poem: I'd rather be a hero's concubine than a mediocre man's wife. Who knows heroes are few and far between, and I can never marry.
At this moment, she made the biggest decision of her life.
"Aunt, you are..."
Huang Huilan did not hold Wei Mingzhu back, and the rich girl from Southeast Asia rushed forward regardless and tried to push through the crowd to get in front of the man, but the people in front of her were huddled together and did not move at all. Like her, they just wanted to get closer and closer to the man.
Miss Wei was so anxious that she was about to cry. Suddenly, she stamped her feet and shouted at the top of her voice: "Yuan Yanshu, I want to marry you!"
“…”
Because of her shout, everyone present focused their attention on her, but she didn't even bother to be shy and shouted again: "Yuan Yanshu, will you marry me?!"
"Swish..."
The crowd automatically split into two, revealing Yuan Yanshu on the stage.
He and she looked into each other's eyes, with nothing between them anymore!
Everyone looked at the person being proposed to, wanting to hear his answer.
Our Master Yuan frowned and said, "I will not believe in foreign religions, and I will not allow my wife to believe in foreign religions!"
Everyone turned to her.
Wei Mingzhu nodded, suddenly pulled off a cross necklace from her neck and threw it on the ground, spit on it and stepped on it, saying: "Now I don't believe it either!"
Everyone looked at him again.
Our Master Yuan said confidently: "I can't give much betrothal gift, and I have to spend your dowry."
Everyone looked at her again.
Wei Mingzhu nodded again and said without any concern: "I don't want a penny of your betrothal gift. You can spend my dowry as you like!"
Everyone looked at him again.
Our Master Yuan scratched his head a little embarrassedly this time and said, "Well, well...it's impossible for me to have only you as a woman."
Everyone cursed him for being shameless in their hearts and looked at her again.
Wei Mingzhu's face turned pale, and she bit her red lips tightly with her pearly teeth. After a long while, she said with difficulty: "I, I, I don't care how many women you have outside, but I won't let them in!"
"Oh, so that's it..." Our Master Yuan understood what she meant, that is, he could have a mistress "secretly" but could not legitimately take a concubine. So he fell into a long contemplation.
Everyone present was staring at him as he hesitated, and at the same time they were shouting in their hearts, if you don’t agree we will agree for you!!!
Finally, Yuan Yan nodded reluctantly and said, "Okay, I'll marry you!"
“Oh…”
Finally, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.
Wei Mingzhu was afraid that he would regret it later or that a female demon would suddenly appear... Well, Cheng Yaojin, she simply became a female bachelor for once and said very firmly: "I want you to marry me now!"
Our Master Yuan looked around, saw the expectant expressions of the crowd, then looked at the fairly neat venue, touched his face helplessly and was about to speak...
"no!"
