"Have you laughed enough?" Wen Ruan asked expressionlessly, her tone even calm. In truth, Wen Ruan was already filled with immense anger, but she knew that the more this was the case, the calmer she should be, and not let anger control her.
Damian and the others felt a little embarrassed, but they tried to put on a brave face. "Didn't you laugh enough? How was it?"
"Oh, then you can keep laughing." Wen Ruan looked at the group as if they were clowns on stage, gesticulating wildly in an attempt to attract attention.
Damian and his friends were somewhat angry, but due to the large number of people in the classroom, they dared not take any action and did not want to appear inferior. Somewhat embarrassed and angry, they shouted, "Mind your own business!" They let out a powerless roar, completely losing their gentlemanly demeanor.
Wen Ruan remained unmoved by their emotions, her gaze calm and her tone somewhat stern: "I'm nobody to you, why should I care? But please don't talk about my country in that tone!"
"If you're not blind, don't try to learn about my country with your ears."
"If you have the opportunity in the future, you are welcome to visit my country. I think that will overturn your shallow understanding."
"To borrow a phrase from Shakespeare, 'Your brain is as dry as the crumbs of a biscuit after a voyage,'" Wen Ruan said calmly.
"After all, I think it's hard for you to imagine a civilization with more than five thousand years of history in your limited understanding."
"But rest assured, I know you are not bad people. Perhaps you haven't absorbed enough from your education, are naive, haven't traveled far, are immoral, uncivilized, and a bit foolish."
As soon as Wen Ruan finished speaking, bursts of snickers came from the surrounding area, as if everyone was agreeing with her.
Damian and his companions were so overwhelmed by Wen Ruan's barrage of words that their brains went blank. Coupled with the surrounding laughter, they wanted to retort, but they couldn't bring themselves to open their mouths.
In addition, the surrounding students were all from their own class. Although they knew them, Damian and his friends had a very bad reputation in the class, so everyone usually ignored them. Furthermore, this time, they had indeed gone too far and were in the wrong, so no one stood up to help them.
Wen Ruan glanced at her watch. There were still a minute or two before class started. She figured the teacher would be here soon, and she just wanted to find a seat quickly so she wouldn't have to deal with them anymore.
"Mr. Damian, may I ask if you can move aside?" Wen Ruan looked at the group, tilted her head, and asked patiently.
Damian and the others stepped aside to let Wen Ruan and Aurora pass over. The two found seats in the first row and sat down.
Damian looked at Wen Ruan. Sunlight slanted down from the window, adorning the girl with layers of light. Her clean and elegant figure made people feel as if they were seeing an illusion, as if she were a god.
"Andy, this Chinese girl is really charming, don't you think?" Damian nudged his companion with his elbow and murmured with admiration.
The man named Andy looked at Damian with a mixture of confusion, curiosity, and a hint of helplessness...
His eyes seemed to say, "Have you been scolded so badly you've gone mad...?"
Damian didn't receive a positive response from his companions, but he didn't seem to care much, as if he had already made up his mind.
He smoothed out the wrinkles in his clothes, touched his hair, carefully tidied up his non-existent messy hair, and picked up his book from his original seat in the last row and walked forward.
"Damian, where are you going? Class is about to start!" Andy exclaimed from behind him.
"Oh, dear Andy, stop shouting and be a gentleman. I'm going to sit in the front row next to that Chinese girl. I think she's absolutely charming..."
The photo shows his friend looking at him with an incredulous expression...
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"Hi, beautiful Chinese girl!" Damian greeted Wen Ruan with some joy and sat down next to her.
Wen Ruan was speechless, wondering what kind of trouble he was up to now. She didn't want to pay him any attention, so she kept quiet and whispered to Aurora, asking about the various situations in the class.
Wen Ruan's situation is somewhat special. Logically, she should be in the UK to study for her senior year, but since she has already earned all her other credits in China, she only needs to complete her graduation thesis to graduate.
However, after communication between the schools, Wen Ruan was treated the same as students in the UK who are pursuing a combined bachelor's and master's degree in the UK system. After arriving in the UK, she directly entered the first year of her master's program.
In other words, Wen Ruan must successfully complete her master's level courses and master's thesis during her time in the UK in order to graduate and obtain a master's degree.
However, since Wen Ruan and her classmates came from China, by the time they finally arrived in England, the spring semester had already been underway for almost a month, and the students in the class had already been attending classes for some time.
Wen Ruan couldn't help but worry about the lessons she had missed, so she carefully asked Aurora about them.
Damian, who was standing nearby, heard Wen Ruan's question and wanted to interrupt to answer it for her in advance, but just as he was about to speak, he was glared at by Aurora: "Wen, don't worry, I will give you my notes later. You can refer to my notes then. If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask me."
“That’s right, you can ask me too.” Damian was a little distracted by Aurora’s interruption, but quickly caught up and continued.
Aurora didn't say anything this time. There are very few idiots who can successfully pass the master's entrance exam. Although Damian and his friends are sometimes immature and often act crazy, they are indeed excellent in their studies. The two were classmates in their undergraduate years. Damian was the top student in the entire grade and was directly recommended for graduate school.
Wen Ruan glanced at Damian, who immediately sat up straight and composed himself when he saw her looking at him: "Beautiful Chinese girl, may I ask your name? I am Damian, it's a pleasure to meet you."
"I'm not so happy that a boy who once insulted my country wants to get to know me..." Wen Ruan retorted, somewhat impatiently glancing down at her watch, wondering why the teacher hadn't arrived yet; class was already starting...
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