Chapter 279 Are you really Chinese?
John knew very little about the Chinese and didn't understand why Lu Youyou suddenly became serious when he just mentioned the Japanese.
However, facing Lu Youyou at this moment, he was inexplicably speechless and stammered, saying sorry.
Soon the professor arrived and John breathed a sigh of relief, finally getting out of the embarrassing situation.
Lu Youyou's voice was neither too high nor too low, and her English was very standard, loud enough for people around her to hear clearly. After knowing that she was Chinese, more people looked at her.
Just because John is well-educated doesn’t mean that others are the same. On the contrary, it is the majority who are prejudiced at this time.
Chinese immigrants have no status, and in the eyes of Americans, Chinese students are almost like primitive people. They unconsciously treat them as superior, as if they were looking at a monkey that jumped out of a zoo.
It's just that the monkey Lu Youyou is unexpectedly fashionable and good-looking, and I don't know how lucky he is to be able to study at Stanford.
The subtle discrimination became apparent when group assignments were assigned a few days later.
There are 17 people in the class, divided into groups of four, which means that one of the groups will have five people.
Lu Youyou is one of the only two Asian faces in the class. The other one is of American-Vietnamese descent. He was brought back to the United States by his father after the Vietnam War and is basically considered a local.
As a result, Lu Youyou was naturally isolated as a newcomer and an outsider.
Lu Youyou calmly watched the others quickly form a team, and didn't care about the vague gazes of the twenty or so people.
If she can join, she can join. If she can't, she can do it alone as long as the professor doesn't force it.
After Professor Hopkins finished registering the last group's name, his eyes naturally turned to the left side of the third row from the bottom.
That person seems to be a new Chinese student this year. What’s his name?
He pushed up his glasses and looked down at the roster... Youyou Lu.
"Lu, have you found a team?"
Lu Youyou said calmly: "Professor, can I complete the homework by myself?"
Hopkins was stunned, probably because he had never encountered such a request before.
From a technical point of view, it is certainly no problem for one person to do it, but at the operational level, we still need to cultivate students' spirit of teamwork.
After all, scientific research is not something you do alone.
"Lu, the course requires that you form a team to complete it. How about this, when you find a team, report to me. Remember to do it before the end of get off work today."
He didn't want to make things difficult for others, so he just gave them one day.
Lu Youyou sighed inwardly. This was the bad thing about being abroad. Her identity certainly did not give her any advantage. Until she proved herself to be highly capable, she would receive basically no preferential treatment.
Suddenly, John came over: "Lu, do you want to join our group?"
He didn't think too much about it. He just accidentally offended the other person and as a gentleman it was his duty to lend a helping hand.
Lu Youyou was a little surprised. There were two men and one woman standing next to John. They all looked surprised, but no one objected after John spoke.
I didn’t expect that the seemingly reckless boy seemed to be quite prestigious?
Lu Youyou thought about it and stretched out his right hand to John: "Happy cooperation."
John immediately showed a very sunny smile: "Happy cooperation!"
"We are going to the library to look up some information. Do you want to go?"
A blond boy asked. He had freckles on his face, which were common among Caucasians. He blushed a little when he met Lu Youyou's gaze.
"Let's go together. We can discuss the topic now." Lu Youyou replied with a smile.
John threw his schoolbag over his shoulder and waved his arms: "Come on, come on, I'll buy you all some Coke to celebrate the formation of our group!"
He walked ahead, and Freckles was pulled by the brown curly-haired boy beside him. He lowered his voice and asked, "Why, are you interested in that Chinese guy?"
Little Freckles immediately covered his mouth and glanced ahead carefully: "Don't talk nonsense, show your friendliness, understand?"
"Woo woo, um, Baoda is flashing again, um um..." Curly-haired boy struggled for a long time but couldn't break free, and his English became a foreign language.
Another girl, Lucia, walked beside John, with a serious expression: "Why bring her along? What if she slows down the progress?"
Lucia is not racist, she simply doesn't trust Lu Youyou's abilities.
Her brother is at MIT, and there was a Chinese student in his class last year. Not only was his level average, but his English was very, very poor, and it was almost impossible to communicate normally.
If Lu Youyou is like this, it would be a waste of time. She doesn't care about anything else but grades.
"It's okay, it's just this once. If she really can't do it, give her fewer tasks and I'll just do more."
John is very responsible and he will take responsibility for any decision he makes.
Lucia didn't say anything more this time. She turned around and looked at Lu Youyou, hoping that this Chinese classmate was different from her brother's.
However, the confusion and doubts of the few people did not last long.
At the first group meeting half an hour later, Lu Youyou immediately gained five pairs of round eyes and five throats that could see stomachs.
It is already surprising that Lu Youyou's English is comparable to her native language, but what is even more incredible is her professional level.
The group assignment was a discussion about marine fluid mechanics. Although John and his friends were top students at Stanford, they were still far from Lu Youyou, who had completed a project independently.
I could still understand it at the beginning, but gradually it became difficult, and after more than ten minutes I couldn't follow it at all.
Lu Youyou should know when to stop and show off her professional level appropriately. She just needs to find a breakthrough point and integrate perfectly into the team.
"Lu, are you really a college graduate?"
"Lu, where did you go to college?"
“Are you really an international student from China?”
“Are you really Chinese?”
The last question successfully made Lu Youyou and Curly's eyes meet.
Alan, also known as Curly, reacted and immediately waved his hands to apologize: "I'm sorry, that's not what I meant, I, I..."
He had completely forgotten his previous indifference. He had been admitted based on his real ability. It was hard to say how good Lu Youyou's scientific research ability was, but his basic skills were definitely solid.
I thought it would be an extra burden, but it turned out to be a super helper?
Suddenly I am looking forward to the group work. Maybe I can get first place in the class.
Being the first in the class is nothing, but Professor Hopkins is a great guy. The fluid mechanics laboratory he is in charge of is ranked among the top 2 in the world. If only he could remember...
Thinking of the invisible benefits in the future, even Lucia, who was always very serious, breathed a little faster.
Not to mention John and Jack with Freckles, one is happy that he has a good eye for talent, while Jack is very simple. Beautiful women have always been very lethal, and capable women are even more so.
Although it wasn't love at first sight, Lu Youyou completely met the boy's aesthetic standards. He never knew that he would be attracted to an Asian girl until Lu Youyou suddenly appeared.
At that time in the classroom, he was originally planning to discuss with a few others about letting Lu Youyou join, but the team leader John took the lead.
Now it has been proved that his vision was correct; Lu Youyou is as smart as she is good-looking.
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