There is an international education college in Jiangda, which specializes in international students, mainly from third world countries in Asia, Africa and Latin America. There are also some students from developed countries who are interested in Chinese language and culture. These students have low general qualities, their studies are as bad as they are brave enough to pick up girls. Among them, Korean students are the most unpopular. There are often frictions on both sides, but the school favors international students, which leads to deeper conflicts.

When Fu Ping'an arrived, the situation on the scene was already very serious. Five Korean students were surrounded by a large group of Chinese students on the court, but they were not afraid at all. Instead, they were arrogant and could speak Chinese, but they were full of Korean insulting their classmates, and they were extremely arrogant and domineering.

These five Korean students are all over 1.8 meters tall. The standard sticks are flat, single eyelids, sportswear, and basketball shoes under their feet are all famous brands. They stand out among the Chinese students surrounding them. They know that these people will only make noise and dare not take action. After a while, people from the school security department will be fine.

But Fu Ping'an arrived first. He squeezed into the crowd and asked about his roommate's injuries first. In fact, the injury was not serious and the cause was very naive. Basketball is a strong confrontational sport, and physical friction was inevitable. Zhao Jin was hit by the Koreans. He didn't say sorry. Zhao Jin compared to the middle finger, but was hit by the other party in the back of the head with a basketball. Lu Kun stepped forward to argue and was pushed. Fortunately, Fan Jian called out loudly and attracted many compatriots near the court, otherwise these guys would have escaped after they beat him.

Fu Ping'an was furious when he saw those guys as if nothing had happened, but he had to be polite and then soldiers. He asked loudly: "Why hit someone!"

The international student smiled and ignored him.

"I can't understand Chinese, right?" Fu Ping'an immediately changed to Korean. This time the other party understood it, but showed a strange smile, because Fu Ping'an's northern accent was completely different from them. To Koreans, the accent of northern compatriots represented backwardness and ignorance. Fu Ping'an didn't know and didn't care what they thought, but this smile made him unhappy.

"Please apologize!" Fu Ping'an shouted again, and this time the voice was stern. Five Koreans exchanged their eyes. One of the people who took the ball answered him in Korean: "We are the victims, why should you apologize? Do you want to bully us fewer people by relying on more people?"

Fu Ping'an said: "This is a university and a place to study. If you apologize, you can leave."

The man whistled: "Xiba, the last guy who talked to me like this, do you know what happened to him?"

Of course Fu Ping'an would not be his supporting role. He just looked at the other party coldly and evaluated the combat effectiveness of these five people. To be honest, you may not be sure to win if you fight, because these five people are very united and have good physical fitness. Although there are dozens of people on his side, most of them are onlookers. It is possible to let them cheer, but they may not be able to get started. Moreover, there are not many people, and there may not be any use.

"Okay, I'll tell you, that person was fired." The Korean said, leaving a very fashionable hat-mounted head, bangs covering his eyes, red lips and white teeth, just like the male protagonist walking out of a Korean drama.

"Apology!" Fu Ping'an said again.

Suddenly a basketball hit the surface, and Fu Ping'an subconsciously turned his head and dodged. The basketball hit Fan Jian behind him, and he screamed and fell to the ground with a scream.

"Beat them!" Someone shouted, and the students' blood surged up, and Fu Ping'an could no longer bear it. In the darkness, someone's hand touched it, first grabbed his right hand, and then stuffed half of the floor tiles into his hand. Just as a fight was about to break out, a shrill whistle sounded, and the teacher from the security department rushed to the scene with a large group of security guards.

Fu Ping'an quietly threw down the floor tiles and smelled his fingers. In addition to the fishy smell of the soil, there was also a faint fragrance.

As the crowds surrounded them, the people in the security department saw that the situation was not good, they used a loudspeaker to warn the students not to be impulsive, causing diplomatic disputes, and asked the security guards to escort five Koreans back to the international student building. Amid the booing, the Koreans left safely, and they did not show weakness. They turned back from time to time to compare their middle fingers and cursed in Chinese. The students chased them downstairs of the international student building, and cursed for a long time before they dispersed.

There were four people in a dormitory, three of them were beaten by Koreans. Fu Ping'an sent them to the infirmary for examination. It was fine. He was hit by a basketball and was not even a minor injury, but the psychological injury was serious. Fu Ping'an called the counselor, but after a long time, no one answered. Fan Jian said stop playing, I've played it, and Chen Xiao dated his girlfriend today.

Fu Ping'an took out his cell phone, took photos of his three roommates, and asked the infirmary staff to issue an injury report. He said that the matter could not be finished and we would sue the Koreans and ask them to apologize.

Fan Jian sarcastically said: "Boss, you have been a soldier. Why do you often condemn and protest seriously, and you will be beaten to such people just like the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."

Fu Ping'an said: "First be polite and then the army."

Back at the dormitory, Fan Jian turned on the computer, and the forum on the campus of Jiangda University was already in full swing. Many students took photos and videos of the time. The evidence was conclusive and there was a voice of protest.

"Another fire, we must give us an explanation." Fan Jian typing on the keyboard. His ability to argue in words is three points better than in words. He wrote two manifestos in a short time, which caused a large number of comments.

"Look, the school will definitely deal with the stick tomorrow." Fan Jian smiled proudly, "Who made them angry?"

I had a topic of conversation this night and I didn’t fall asleep until very late. Early in the morning, Fan Jian got up and checked the results of the battle. When he went to the forum, he exclaimed: "Damn it, where is the post, where is my post, the essence is topped, and the hundreds of comments behind it are gone. Who deleted it! Who did it!"

Lu Kun was sleepy and crawled out of his head from the quilt: "Who else can it be? The Student Union Propaganda Department."

It was indeed a post deleted by the super administrator, and Fan Jian’s account “I am a century-old ebony” was banned for a week.

"Losing power and humiliating the country!" Fan Jian was very sad and angry, and changed into a vest and continued to post.

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At noon, Fu Ping'an and three brothers were having dinner at Canteen No. 5, when suddenly a few half-cooked faces came over. They were all staff members of the Student Union and had come to recruit new people.

"You were the parties involved in the basketball court last night, aren't you?" asked a student officer. "After dinner, I'll come to the office of the Outer Relations Department of the School Student Union. If you have something to say to you, the minister."

The External Relations Department is responsible for liaison and communication with foreign friendly universities and international students on their campuses, which is equivalent to the Foreign Ministry of the Student Union.

"What's the matter here? We have to take a lunch break after dinner." Fu Ping'an replied.

"What's your attitude? The minister asked you to go, so you must go. Don't think you were a student brigade commander and think you were too arrogant. This is Jiangda, and there are many people who are better than you. When you get here, you have to abide by the rules here." The student officer has his authority, which made Fu Ping'an think of Lin He.

Fu Ping'an's battlefield syndrome has improved much better, otherwise he would have started killing last night, and he would not have attacked the stupid and arrogant student officials in the cafeteria. He just put down his chopsticks and said with a smile: "I abide by the national laws and school rules, but I have no obligation to abide by your unspoken rules. The student union is a mass organization, not a government agency, nor a powerful agency, and I am not a member of you. If you don't have the right to summon me, if you want to talk to me, come to me, otherwise you will not be able to talk to me."

The student was angry and turned his head and left.

After such a quarrel, Fu Ping'an couldn't eat anymore. He threw the plate into the sink and went out to return to the dormitory. He passed by alone. Xiangfeng penetrated his nostrils, as if familiar. When he looked back, he saw only a beautiful and slim back, which disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Boss, who are you looking at?" Fan Jian walked over and put his shoulders on his shoulder. "Don't be intoxicated. Think about how to deal with the student union. If you offend them, it will be difficult for us to get through in school."

"It's okay, I'll do it." Fu Ping'an said, but he was thinking about the fragrant figure in his heart, but he could not be associated with the act of stuffing bricks into his hand.

During the afternoon, Fu Ping'an certainly would not go back for lunch. He tried to ask the school leaders to appeal to the international students for beating people, but unfortunately, the department leaders and the leaders of the International College were not there.

There was only one big class in the afternoon. After class, Fu Ping'an was reading a book in the classroom. Suddenly he heard a staircase sound, which felt similar to the emergency gathering of a large group of people. He looked up and saw a group of young men and women wearing uniform clothes walking into the classroom. Other students were wearing T-shirts and denim sportswear, but they were wearing shirts and trousers, with work signs hanging on their chests, and their chins were raised high, with serious expressions. Those who didn't know thought it was IAC in Hong Kong TV series who came out to catch people.

"You are Fu Ping'an, a senior at the Political Department, please come with us." A student cadre said that the brand on his chest showed that he was the deputy minister of the External Relations Department.

"I'm going to say something here." Fu Ping'an said, fiddling with his cell phone in his hand, he was sending a message to Fan Jian.

"It's not convenient to talk about it here." The Deputy Minister smiled slightly, "At least I brought so many people here to give me some face."

Liu Kangqian finished packing his books and was about to go out. When he saw this scene, he stopped and watched quietly. He was curious about how Fu Ping'an would deal with this scene.

"What are you saying here? Why are there inconvenient content? I'm very curious." Fu Ping'an refused to let go.

"Okay, let's just say here, Director Li, you are responsible for clearing the yard and clearing out all the idle people." The deputy minister waved his hand and started to do things. In fact, there were not many people in the classroom. The two girls were so scared that they ran away when they saw this scene. Liu Kangqian, the gatekeeper, was unwilling to leave. He asked loudly: "Who are you? What right do you have to drive me away?"

"The student union needs to use the classroom, leave quickly." Director Li scared Liu Kangqian, "Classmate, I advise you not to go against the student union, otherwise you will be very difficult for the past four years."

"I really want to try it." Liu Kangqian came from a family, and the mere student union staff couldn't scare him at all, but instead aroused his arrogance.

"Minister, another person is here. This class of freshmen is very awesome." said Director Li.

"Don't worry about him." said the Deputy Minister, "First do the tasks assigned by the Chairman."

Fu Ping'an insisted on not moving his nest, and the student union's dog legs did not dare to force him to pull him away, so he had to work in the classroom. The deputy minister took out a red-headed document and said: "Fu Ping'an, our department received a complaint from an international education student from a Korean student, saying that you provoked international disputes and caused a group incident. Our department confirmed that you, and Zhao Jinlu Kun and Fan Jian of your class, did have inappropriate words and deeds. Now we decided that you would apologize in writing to the Korean classmates, and you would have to hand it in triplicate, one to hand it to the International College, one to the Student Union, and one to the school forum. This is the slightest treatment. It is not a school's punishment, it is just an apology and will not affect your studies."

Fu Ping'an said: "Is it a blessing from outside the law?"

The deputy minister said: "Yes, we have watched the live video, and you really didn't do it, otherwise it would be like an apology."

Fu Ping'an took a deep breath and said, "It seems that I have to thank you."

The Deputy Minister said: "No need. You can cooperate with our work. It's not easy for us. If it gets bigger, no one will look good. After all, it is an international dispute, which directly affects Jiang Da's reputation in the international field."

Fu Ping'an said: "Can I learn the documents for me?"

The deputy minister thought he was frightened and really handed over the red-headed document. Fu Ping'an looked at it first. The format of the red-headed document was shown in the Jiangdong University Student Union, and the signature was the Student Union External Relations Department. He also stamped a seal in serious matters. He folded it and put it in his pocket.

"What are you trying to do?" the deputy minister said angrily.

Fu Ping'an sneered: "I want to let netizens all over China see how embarrassing you, a group of traitors, are you?"

"Take it back for me!" The deputy minister was anxious. If it really made a fuss online, it would not be a matter for students to delete posts.

"You better not do anything, I'm recording." Everyone looked at it and saw Liu Kangqian standing on the table, condescending, with the Apple phone in his hand being photographed.
Chapter completed!