Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

"Mayor Zidane is here!"

"Oh my god, get over there quickly!"

The high-ranking black officials were all in a panic and wanted to run over immediately.

Principal Tassen also looked anxious and said to Du Yongxiao: "Mr. Du, the distinguished and great Mayor Zidane is here, why don't we go and greet him together?"

"Zidane, football player?"

"Uh, what? He's the mayor, not a football player!"

"Since he's not a football player, I won't go see you!" Du Yongxiao put his hands behind his back and said with disdain, "I'd better listen to Chen Tianfang talk about school affairs."

"No, Mr. Du! If you don't go, then..." Tassen looked embarrassed.

Other black officials also hurriedly said: "Yes, you are the big boss here. It seems unreasonable if you don't go to greet me!"

"Can't you make sense?" Du Yongxiao raised his eyebrows, "Then let me ask first, I am the Chief Superintendent of the Kenya Police Headquarters and a Major General of the National Defense Forces. Compared with him, the mayor of Mombasa, who is younger and who is older?"

"Ah, this -" Tassen was stunned for a moment and then said hurriedly: "Logically speaking, you are the older one."

"Since I'm older, it should be him who comes to see me. Why should I go to greet him?"

"This--" Tassen was stunned.

A fat black man next to him spoke for him: "Mr. Du, the thing is like this, as the saying goes, the county magistrate is not as good as the current governor! Although you have a higher position than him in name, this is Mombasa and cannot be treated in the same way!"

"Are we talking about the same thing?" Du Yongxiao sneered, "Then I'm going to compete today! Now, while I'm not angry yet, you guys can just go and greet him. As for whether he comes to see me or not, that's up to you!"

After Du Yongxiao finished speaking, he called Chen Tianfang, "Let's go, let's go somewhere else."

"Okay, Mr. Du!" Chen Tianfang nodded, led the way, and accompanied Du Yongxiao towards the school playground.

Seeing that Du Yongxiao was so "unenlightened", Tassen and others sighed, and then hurriedly ran to meet the noble in their hearts, the great Mayor Zidane.

…

Zidane is a black man in his forties with slightly white temples, triangular eyes, and dark skin, but he likes to wear a white suit.

The sun was not very bright today, but there was someone holding an umbrella for him.

Wearing a top hat and holding a civilized stick, Zidane got out of the stretch Lincoln sedan and glanced around, slightly annoyed. He had already asked someone to pass on the message, but no one had come to greet him yet.

Next to him, Jason, the butler, hurriedly stepped forward and said cautiously: "Master, the speed of transmission may be slow. Please wait a moment."

"Wait a moment, you asked me to wait a moment, right?" Zidane grabbed the civilized stick and poked the old butler Jason in the chest, "Do you know how precious my time is? Let me wait for them, are you wrong? ?”

"I'm sorry, sir, I made a mistake!" The old housekeeper knew the mayor's tricks, and his temper was even more violent, and he was trembling with fear.

Zidane was about to take out his anger on the old housekeeper when he saw Tassen and the black officials running over to greet him, and then he exhaled, "Maybe you are right, they are a little slow, but after all Still here!”

When the old housekeeper heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he had come back from the edge of danger.

"Mr. Mayor! Hello!"

"Mr. Mayor! Thank you for your hard work!"

Tassen and eight officials bowed to Zidane in a humble and flattering manner.

Zidane nodded, "I'm fine. As for whether you are fine or not, I don't know!" He said in a bad tone.

"Ahem, sorry, we're late!"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Mayor, we were just accompanying Mr. Du to inspect the work."

Everyone explained.

"Mr. Du? Is it that Du Yongxiao?" Zidane said contemptuously, "I heard that he came to our Mombasa, and I still want to see him - what about others, why don't they come to see me?"

Zidane glanced around arrogantly, but did not see Du Yongxiao, a Chinese.

"Ahem, Mr. Du is busy with something!" Tassen explained hurriedly.

"Yes, yes, he was busy doing something, so he couldn't come over!"

Everyone was afraid that Zidane knew the truth and thought Du Yongxiao was rude, and then got angry at them.

really--

Zidane rolled his eyes, "What do you mean? He is busy doing things and has no time to see me? Didn't you tell him who I am?"

"We talked about it!"

"Yes, yes, that's clear!"

Zidane became even more angry: "Now that I have made it clear, how dare he not come over? How unreasonable!"

Zidane angrily picked up a civilized stick and hit the old butler next to him on the shoulder.

The old butler Jason grimaced in pain, but could only endure it without saying a word.

Tassen and others remained silent.

A sinister smile appeared on Zidane's face: "Now I'm curious. I want to see what this so-called savior of Kenya, the Chinese Du Yongxiao, is?!"

…

"How long have you been studying the Analects of Confucius?" Du Yongxiao was quizzing a black male student.

The male student was wearing a Hanfu. According to Chen Tianfang, he was considered a hard-working student at the Confucius Institute.

"Although the school has just opened, I have been studying the Analects for almost a week."

"Really? Then let me test you. What does it mean that if we are three people together, we must have my teacher?"

"That is to say, three people live and work together. Each of them has his own advantages. We should learn from them." The male student replied, "In a nutshell, everyone has their own strengths and is worthy of us." Learning from this place, by extension, we must be humble and prudent when doing things, and don’t be arrogant.”

Du Yongxiao nodded, "So don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you?"

The male classmate thought for a moment, then handed over his hand and said, "It means that you cannot force or force others to do things that you are not willing to do. By extension, it means that you should think more from the perspective of others when doing things."

Du Yongxiao nodded again.

Chen Tianfang also nodded, after all, this is his student.

"Then what about the last sentence, learning without thinking will lead to failure, and thinking without learning will lead to peril?"

Du Yongxiao continued to ask.

"This--" The black male classmate was stunned. He really didn't know how to do this.

Unable to bear it, the black classmate glanced at Chen Tianfang.

Just when Chen Tianfang was about to help him smooth things over, a female voice said: "This sentence means that this sentence is a reading and learning method advocated by Confucius. It means that if you read blindly without thinking, you will be unable to understand deeply. The meaning of books without reasonable and effective use of the knowledge in books may even lead to confusion. And if one blindly dreams without conducting real study and research, then in the end he will build a tower on sand and gain nothing. We are warned that we can only put learning into practice Only by combining it with thinking can we learn practical and useful knowledge, otherwise there will be little effect.”

Du Yongxiao was stunned for a moment. This answer was even more standard than the standard answer. He couldn't help but look at it.

Chen Tianfang also looked over and couldn't help but said: "Ali, why is it you?"

She was a black girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old. Her skin was not dark like many black girls in Kenya, but a very healthy wheat color. She had long braids in bunches, which made her look playful and beautiful.

She has a pair of dark and bright eyes with long and thick eyelashes. She has a curvy figure, a slim waist, and a curvy buttocks, which is very toned.

"Excuse me, Mr. Du, let me introduce you! Ali, come here -" Chen Tianfang greeted.

The girl Ali came over, smiled sweetly at Du Yongxiao and said, "Hello, Mr. Du!" She bowed and clasped her fists, performing the Chinese academy etiquette.

"Her name is Ali. She is a student I personally recruited. She is not only smart but also has a strong memory. In the future, I plan to train her to be an academy teacher and teach Chinese on my behalf after I leave Kenya."

Chen Tianfang's tone was gentle and his expression was full of smiles, which showed that he was very satisfied with this girl named Ali.

Du Yongxiao nodded, looked at Ali, the most beautiful black girl he knew, who looked like a Barbie doll, and smiled: "You are very smart, but just having a good memory, being able to memorize these concepts does not prove that you have truly learned something. The most important thing is to understand it and apply what you have learned!”

"Thank you, Mr. Du, for your advice. Ali has learned a lesson!" Ali thanked Du Yongxiao with a busy smile, but when she lowered her head, she stuck out her tongue playfully.

Du Yongxiao smiled and was about to continue testing this naughty girl who knew how to do little tricks when he heard a strange voice saying: "No wonder you have to come to greet me. It turns out that you are here to train beauties!"

When Du Yongxiao heard this, he was slightly startled, feeling that what this man said was too unpleasant.

When Ali heard this, her pretty face turned red and she lowered her head in embarrassment.

Following the words, Mombasa Mayor Zinedine Zidane, holding a civilized stick, walked up to Du Yongxiao with a haughty attitude and was surrounded by a large group of people.

Raising his chin, Zidane glanced at Du Yongxiao: "Are you Chinese Du Yongxiao?"

Du Yongxiao put his hands behind his back and looked at him: "Zidane?"

"presumptuous!"

"Be bold!"

Zidane's entourage angrily shouted: "You dare to call our Lord Mayor by his name, are you tired of living?"

As Du Yongxiao's loyal hawks, Feili and Jim were not to be outdone, pointing at each other's noses: "Who do you think you are? Dare to speak loudly to our Chief Du?"

The two sides were about to get into a tense situation. Zidane smiled sinisterly, stopped his men and said: "Okay, you guys, shut up! After all, we are also hosts. People who come from afar are guests, so we must be more generous."

"Yes, Lord Mayor!" The entourage immediately stepped back and was respectful.

Zidane once again turned his attention to Du Yongxiao: "Mr. Du, right? Since you have come to Mombasa, you should take the initiative to say hello to me! There is a saying that goes well, make more friends when you go out, and don't cause trouble. Only by lowering your posture can you become rich!"

Du Yongxiao smiled, took a step forward with his hands behind his back, and looked at Zidane: "I'm sorry, there are two types of people I hate the most in my life! One is the evil person who is aloof and bullies the weak, and the other is the groveling soft dog!"

The two looked at each other with hostility!

The sword is radiating!

Everyone around him was as silent as a cicada.

For a moment——

The atmosphere was frozen to the extreme.