Feng Xiaoyun patted Wilson and asked, "Wilson, do you like my country?"
"Of course, when I was in Europe, many people were racist, and one ethnic group often looked down on others. But I didn't feel that in China. I like the food and the people here. When I went to Jack's neighborhood, there were many uncles who invited me to play basketball with them!"
"Play ball, what kind of ball?" Feng Xiaoyun asked curiously. Wilson has a typical European tall physique. Isn't it too bullying for him to play ball with the old man in the community?
"Ping pong! Damn, those old guys are so mean, I can't even see the ball they serve!" Wilson said the "damn" very standardly.
Well, now Feng Xiaoyun knows who is bullying whom. You dare to go when the old man in the neighborhood asks you to play table tennis.
"Yes, Wilson, actually, as long as you really like this land, then I think there is no problem with you saying that you like it."
"We call those who randomly mock others keyboard warriors. They attack hard online, but in reality they are likely to be cowardly and incompetent."
"As for making money, what's wrong with it? Do we all work hard just to do charity? And compared to people like Little Duban who directly insulted China last time, isn't it better to give money to foreigners who say they love China?"
"Keyboard warrior!" Wilson repeated in Chinese.
"Great, Feng Xiaoyun, I've learned another curse word. Jack once said that learning a local language starts with learning curse words!"
Well, Feng Xiaoyun still thinks that he should suggest this brother to change to another Chinese language training class. The teaching method of this person named Jack is too wild!
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