Chapter 538

Another youth said with disdain: "I don't know why the teacher brought us to this country. Their so-called traditional culture is simply going to laugh me to death. Traditional Chinese medicine, isn't it our Korean medicine?"

"There is something even more ridiculous. Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, Spring Festival, stealing these traditional festivals of our Republic of Korea and treating them as their traditional festivals, it is truly a pitiful, sad, and ignorant nation."

"This is a nation of thieves!" A Korean girl took over the topic, "After going back, I must make the shamelessness of this nation public."

Zhou Andong didn't understand, and didn't care too much, but Jiang Yuyue beside him was so angry that her face turned red, her hands tightly clenched into fists, and she cursed in a low voice.

"Damn Koreans!"

"Hmm?" Zhou Andong knows this girl Jiang Yuyue very well. For so many years, he really hasn't heard her scold anyone, "You understand?"

Jiang Yuyue's face was cold, looking at those few Korean students: "I took Korean as an elective."

Zhou Andong asked: "What did they say?"

Jiang Yuyue repeated it in a low voice. Zhou Andong blinked, chuckled, and then looked up.

The fat man looked at Jiang Yuyue, then poked Zhou Andong: "What did the Koreans say just now? You seem very angry?"

Zhou Andong said: "Judging by your figure, your blood pressure must be high. For the sake of your safety, it's better not to ask."

The fat man hates others saying he is fat most. He originally regarded Zhou Andong as a confidant, but suddenly became a stranger again.

Zhou Andong didn't care how much resentment the fat man had in his heart, looked up, the Korean students were three men and two women, facing the Chinese who had been accompanying them with smiles, the sense of superiority in their hearts reached an unprecedented height, and the disdain in their eyes was not concealed at all.

Communicating in Korean so unscrupulously, the tone was extremely insulting. Maybe they really thought no one could understand, or maybe, even if they could understand, they didn't care at all.

The two gray-haired old men who had been accompanying the Korean professor frowned tightly, looking at the Korean professor.

And the Korean professor on the side seemed not to have heard his students' remarks, always smiling, saying to the two gray-haired old men accompanying him.

"Your school has a history of more than a hundred years, but in terms of faculty strength, foreign teachers, and international rankings, compared with our Seoul National University in the Republic of Korea, there is still a big gap."

"Ha!"

A strange laugh sounded very abruptly in the crowd, the scene suddenly quieted down, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

The big fat man beside Zhou Andong instantly felt huge pressure coming towards him.

This guy moved a step to the side without hesitation, pointing at Zhou Andong: "Him!"

Zhou Andong looked at the fat man, said with a resentful face, "You guy is really not authentic, just now we were chatting about Korean beauties' figures, and you actually betrayed me so quickly."

The fat man's face turned black, hurriedly cleared himself: "Don't talk nonsense, I don't know you at all."

"A beautiful lady, a gentleman's pursuit, what's wrong with not being embarrassed to admit it." Zhou Andong shook his head, then pointed at the Korean students, "Who understands what they said just now?"

The surrounding students looked at each other, three of whom had very bad faces, surely they understood, but after all, they were students, and on such an occasion, with school leaders present, they didn't dare to say anything.

"They said!" Zhou Andong looked around, "We are a dirty, poor, backward, and ignorant country, looking at the food in our cafeteria makes them sick, their dogs wouldn't eat it..."

As soon as Zhou Andong finished speaking, the scene was in an uproar. The two gray-haired old men had no expression on their faces, but the look in their eyes at Zhou Andong was very gentle.

It's just that two middle-aged men's faces changed greatly. One of them was about to open his mouth to speak, when he saw Zhou Andong pointing at him and roaring.

"Shut the fuck up, these Koreans' words just now, do you really not understand, or are you pretending not to understand?"

Zhou Andong's roar startled the two middle-aged men, standing there in a daze, looking at Zhou Andong blankly.

Zhou Andong hummed, looked at those few Koreans, and said in English: "China is a land of etiquette, we have a way of hospitality, so we respect you. But when friends come, there is good wine, and when jackals come, there is a hunting gun. This is absolutely not a place for you to run wild."

A smile appeared on Jiang Yuyue's face, looking at Zhou Andong with strange brilliance in her eyes.

"Are you ignorant or shameless? Actually speaking without shame that traditional Chinese medicine plagiarized your Korean medicine. And stole your Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, Spring Festival and other traditional festivals."

Zhou Andong looked at the Korean professor and said mockingly: "How do you teach as a teacher? Didn't you tell your students that you didn't have your own characters until the 15th century? After the founding of the country, you banned the use of Chinese characters to de-Sinicize? But even now, your characters are incomplete, and you are powerless to remove Chinese characters."

The Korean professor's face was uncertain, and the look in his eyes at Zhou Andong was very unkind.

Zhou Andong laughed contemptuously: "The historical books referenced by scholars and professors in your country are almost all Chinese historical books written in Chinese characters. Previously, there was no history recorded in characters, yet you speak without shame that our Chinese nation plagiarized your culture."

"Old man, a country that doesn't even have a history of characters, you talk to me about history, talk to me about faculty strength. Foreign teachers and international rankings, in front of my Chinese civilization of thousands of years, are a joke."

Zhou Andong moved his gaze away from the Korean professor and looked at the Korean students: "It doesn't matter if you don't know history, you can ask humbly, I can tell you very responsibly."

"The lunar calendar originated in China, all lunar festivals, Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, Spring Festival, all belong to China. Including the kimchi you are proud of, it also originated in the Tang Dynasty of China. I don't deny that you have your own unique culture, but please don't forget, who is your father."

As soon as Zhou Andong finished speaking, the scene was silent, the air seemed to freeze, and immediately after, applause erupted like a tidal wave.

Zhou Andong clasped his hands, made a four-square bow very Jianghu: "Thank you for your love, brother, I have overstepped today."

Then he looked at those few Korean students again, "Finally, I will give you one more sentence, a person cannot be shameless, the shame of shamelessness is shameless. Don't you understand? Do you feel the profoundness of Chinese culture?"

"Don't look at me like an idiot, if you don't understand, go back and ask this teacher of yours, I think he will definitely give you a perfect explanation."

"What is your name, which department are you from?" Suddenly, the middle-aged man finally reacted and roared at Zhou Andong.

Zhou Andong flicked his sleeves, patted his lapels, and then backed his hands very pretentiously: "My name is Zhou Andong, not a student of your school."