America 1982

"I think Stanford has become crazy in order to catch up with Harvard, Yale, Duke, and New York University. I took the time yesterday to make a phone call with a high school classmate who studied at New York University. He studied at a prestigious semester-based school. Life is very pleasant. Compared with Stanford’s damn quarter system, the intensity and pressure of study are negligible. What’s the most exaggerated thing? Do you know? Their class only lasts 50 to 70 minutes, but ours One class is twice as long as theirs. Maybe by the time I graduate, my bladder or prostate will have been completely destroyed, and I can only hold a urine bag in one hand and receive the diploma awarded to me by the dean with the other at the graduation ceremony."

Jason yawned, sat in the dining room and drank coffee to replenish energy, and then complained to Tommy, who was sitting opposite and having breakfast, about the high-intensity study life at Stanford University.

Tommy lowered his head to enjoy the food and didn't rush to speak. However, Jason's complaint made other breakfast students in the restaurant start to agree. He talked about his friends who were studying in other semester universities and compared with himself who was studying at Stanford. It's like being in heaven.

It’s no wonder they complained. Old prestigious schools like Harvard and Yelu still use the traditional semester system, which means one year is divided into two semesters. However, schools like Stanford University have chosen a more efficient quarter system, with one year divided into two semesters. For four semesters, that is to say, if you study at Harvard and hate a professor and his class, you will have to endure it for at least half a year, but at Stanford, you will end that course and start a new one in ten weeks.

Tommy Hawke felt that he could still bear Stanford's pressure to pursue learning efficiency, with midterm exams in the first month and final exams in the second month. As for Jason's complaints, Tommy could only It is said that American college students are too happy and have not experienced the mountains and seas of problems faced by Chinese high school students.

"Looking at the bright side, that means that during our four-year undergraduate studies at Stanford University, we can experience more than six more courses than students from traditional prestigious schools with a semester system. As long as you have enough energy, you can easily obtain a double degree." Tommy finished eating Sandwich, he said to Jason.

Jason stared at Tommy bitterly: "Double major? Enough energy? Man, others don't know my energy, don't you? I'm almost drained of all the fucking jobs you arranged. I Now I can hardly feel its presence every morning. You know, when I first entered school, it was full of energy every morning."

"I know, I know, Mr. Cowherd, I'm sorry, so today I will share some of your work, such as receiving our first students and customers." Tommy drank the coffee, then wiped his lips, Said to Jason.

Jason scolded Tommy in disgust: "F*ckYou! Tommy! You actually don't want to share the fucking burden at all. You just want to go with me to see if there are any pretty girls among the people training! Right?"

"Looking at girls does not conflict with sharing work." Tommy said: "Let's go, most women choose to come to training on Saturday mornings when business is deserted. Do you know why? Because the men who pay them have to work on Saturdays." Returning to the family hypocritically, freeing up tools to satisfy my wife who doesn’t have to pay for them.”

After Jason took the last sip of coffee, he stood up and left the restaurant with Tommy. As he walked, he asked in confusion: "Didn't you find a few girls to help you receive you? You don't have to go so early to see girls. Wouldn't it be better to go to the classroom to see them?" good?"

"Ever since I discovered the abilities of those idiots yesterday, I understand why many company founders like to do things themselves." Tommy scolded in a bad tone.

Stanford University actually does not have a formal school gate. Most of the nearby land belongs to Stanford anyway, so you can use it as you like. So the designers they hired at a high price to design the campus layout did not design a gate for Stanford at all, but they designed a mile-long Palm Avenue. , both sides of the road are planted with huge palm trees that are twenty to thirty meters high.

In short, at first glance, newcomers will immediately understand what majestic momentum means.

When he first came to Stanford University, Tommy Hawke even made a special trip over and walked along this Palm Avenue at sunset, imagining that he was a lonely cowboy going to the ancient Stanford Manor alone to kill and take revenge.

Because the scenery of this avenue at sunset looks more impressive than the sycamore avenue in "Red Dead Redemption 2" where eight cowboys side by side went for revenge against the light.

At this time, Tommy was sitting behind the reception desk at the entrance of Palm Avenue, one mile away from Stanford University, holding a cigarette and turning a blind eye to the three girls from the Association next to him who kept giving him disgusted looks.

Gary Goode, who was promoted by the Promotion Association to cooperate with Tommy for training, has been scolded by the members. Now everyone knows that he has found a rude and savage country bastard to cooperate with him to promote female employment, but that bastard is right Women don't have any respect at all. They scolded and cried two poor girls when they first met.

A bus stopped at a stop not far away. It was the earliest bus today. Only two people got off the bus, a man and a woman. They stood there and looked at it for a while, and then saw the sign at the reception desk. He walked towards Tommy and others hesitantly.

Tommy kept his eyes on the bus. He lowered his legs before the bus stopped. He looked at the two people getting closer and spoke proactively: "Two, I guess you want to ask about computer training?"

The man and woman obviously didn't know each other, but they both nodded at this time, which surprised Jason next to him. He lowered his voice and said to Tommy: "Tommy, you did a promotion outside of "Happy Hunters" ? Or are the prostitutes also interested in learning computers?"

"Perhaps the client hopes to have something in common with the prostitute when making love? Or is he a cowherd? Oh my God, I am a perfect match for you. You can communicate!" Tommy said to Jason with a smile, then stood up and looked towards Two people:

"This is the reception desk. What are your names?"

The woman with dark hair and a relatively small figure spoke first and said to Tommy: "I called yesterday, Susan Curtis. You answered the phone. I remember your voice."

"You're so lucky, Miss Curtis, yes, that's right, I remembered it, the discount coupon, right?" Tommy came over and shook Susan's hand: "Tommy Hawke, these are My classmates and colleagues.”

Then he looked at the young man whose eyes were always a little evasive. He was about twenty-three or four years old. When he saw Tommy looking at him, his first reaction was to lower his head, and then he immediately raised his head to look at Tommy.

Tommy asked, "What's your name, buddy?"

"Mark, Mark Warren." The young man said to Tommy: "I didn't call, I just saw the advertisement, so I wanted to come and have a look. I'm studying at a community college in San Francisco."

"To be honest, I didn't expect that there would be men among the first batch of trainees, because after all, the sponsoring organization is called the Women's Equality Promotion Association, but it doesn't matter, we don't engage in gender discrimination, and cowboys can also be trained." After talking to the other party, Tommy Turning to look at Jason:

"For better communication, I will take Miss Susan Curtis and you will take Mr. Mark Warren."

"F*ck You! Tommy Hawke!" Jason White watched helplessly as Tommy took the woman named Susan and got into one of the two golf carts they drove out.

Only a man named Mark Warren was left, looking at him carefully, which made Jason shudder: "Shit! Okay, sir, get in the car with me, but please keep a sufficient distance! I Mind you, Stanford police are all over campus, and they all carry guns!"

When the golf cart started and drove into Palm Avenue, Tommy held the steering wheel and asked Susan, who was admiring the beautiful scenery beside him:

"You haven't been to Stanford before?"

"I haven't been to any college, I only went to high school." Susan looked away and said to Tommy.

Tommy exhaled and nodded understandingly: "College is actually just a bigger piece of shit than high school, and the tuition is fucking expensive."

"Your tone doesn't sound like the students here." Susan looked at Tommy and said curiously: "It sounds more like some of the bastards I often encounter."

"The assholes in college are scarier than what you have encountered. The assholes you have met still know shame. The assholes in college have no shame. What's worse is that these shameless assholes will rule this country sooner or later." Tommy glanced at After taking a look at Susan's thick dark circles, she confirmed that it was not the smoky makeup the other party had applied, and then asked:

"Do you have any addiction to drugs or drugs? Let me know in advance. If so, I don't recommend you waste your time."

"I even have to save alcohol and cigarettes, let alone those more expensive hobbies, so you would recommend a job?" Susan answered Tommy's question, but then asked again.

"That's right, but the premise is that you must learn it and be proficient in it. That job may not be as profitable as taking on customers, but the weekly salary should be two hundred yuan, and you will have a workstation of your own in the company. A coworker will ask you if you want a cup of coffee in the pantry instead of calling you for a police raid. She will discuss the latest movie with you instead of communicating with you about which clinics are cheaper to treat syphilis. You won’t have to worry about receiving another email. Discount coupons, because you will receive a pay check every week, and they also provide employee insurance." Tommy looked forward and said with a smile:

"Instead of painting your nails scarlet red and lying in bed in cheap fishnet stockings, low-cut suspenders and hot pants, you can sit in front of your computer with your hair neatly combed and light makeup, and generally, This promotion association is trying to turn you into a white-collar clerk, you know? When you pass by an insurance company or a car dealership, you will see those decent women in well-dressed clothes sitting busy in front of the computer."

"Can someone with a high school degree also do those jobs? No one told me." Susan said suspiciously.

"No one told me how to date, kiss and go to bed with girls, but that doesn't stop me from being self-taught." Tommy laughed and turned to look at Susan Curtis:

"So, madam, the important thing is to seize the free opportunity, teach yourself, and correct this fucking fate. Anyway, it can't be worse than it is now, so why not give it a try, right?"

"Yes, you're right. It can't be any worse than it is now, so why not give it a try." Susan nodded in agreement: "So you only earn four dollars an hour?"

"No, as the owner of this training business, I can't even make four dollars at the moment. I've been spending money and haven't made a profit yet." Tommy said to Susan: "I hope I can make my first money back from you. .”

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