The Goddess Shines on America

The bells of the ancient church rang on time in the ancient campus with red tiles and stone walls. Groups of boys in exquisite tuxedos walked out of the dormitory, holding elegant plastic folders, carrying four or five textbooks needed for class, and walked towards them Go to their respective classrooms. Such a scene has been going on non-stop for five hundred years, but in the last two or three years, a new beautiful scene has been added.

That is the girls, brown leather shoes and black pantyhose, plus knee-length skirts and sailor suit-like black outer shirts. Whenever the adult girls line up in a line of amazing width, they walk through the buildings of this ancient campus in groups. When intercourse, it often attracts the astonishing gazes of countless gentleman boys, especially those who are older.

"Did you see that girl?"

At this time, Slimes, the boy next to James Kent, said, "That Asian mixed-race girl?"

James Kent had brilliant blond hair, had just turned eighteen, and was just about the height of a basketball player. His shoulders were broad, and his face was full of masculine beauty. When he looked at the marching team that was extremely small compared to other huge groups of girls in the distance, a pair of emerald green eyeballs shone like emeralds.

"Ah, that's not Alice Wang, I know her, what's the matter?"

Seeing that James seems to be very interested in her, Slimes said immediately: "My uncle at Standard Chartered Bank has been telling me recently that in the London stock market, this girl has done a lot of short arbitrage, and now she has made a lot of money." It's more than 60 million."

"Two weeks sixty million?"

The two girls walking side by side didn't walk very fast, but their hair was also black, so it was easy for people to be confused about the roles. James looked at the backs of them walking side by side, his smile was slightly reduced, and his expression was a little dignified: "I have also been a little concerned about this girl's actions recently. She has invested 400 million US dollars in Intel. Slime, London Stock Exchange Here, what is her starting capital flow?"

Slimes has his uncle as a source of information, so he knows a lot about the situation in the industry. He pursed his lips and said sullenly, "Forty million, James, and they were thrown in in three batches. Then two In a week's time, it becomes 60 million!"

"What about the main investment areas?"

"What to invest in what makes money. Last Tuesday, when Iran bombed another oil tanker passing by another country, didn't BP's share price fall by 4%. Then on Friday, just after it rose back to 17% When the time came, the girl immediately withdrew her capital, earning tens of millions of dollars just from this one item!"

What the companion said was actually somewhat difficult for James to understand. As one of the last heirs of the British royal family, his ambition is neither in politics nor in business, but he is interested in the cultural field. For a typical literary boy, those things in the financial circle are too unartistic, and his attention is really limited.

As for Alice Wang's name, when he saw and bought "Jurassic Park" on the New York Times bestseller list, he had already deeply remembered it. An excellent novel, and a mysterious female Chinese writer with only one name left for the readers, everything can't stop James from being curious. He was not the least bit surprised, therefore, when details of her finally appeared in The Times.

And who would have thought that that little writer could develop to this point?

In fact, after getting to know the details of Alice a little bit, James Kent found out dumbfoundingly that when the girl became a best-selling author, she was already a heavyweight in two major companies, Cisco and Microsoft.

"It's really amazing..."

Looking deeply at Alice's disappearing figure, James murmured: "And so beautiful..."

Slime looked at his companion strangely: "James, you don't like this girl, do you?"

"why not?"

Looking at James's appearance, he was puzzled by Slime's question: "I am eighteen years old this year, and Alice is... fifteen years old now, right? Although the difference can be a little bit more now, when we walk into the In society, a three-year gap is nothing at all."

"But she's Asian, and she's American..."

James smiled, and he waved his hand and said, "Nobody cares, Slimes. I'm just Her Majesty's grandnephew. Do you think people in the House of Lords will care about who I marry? Believe me, maybe this matter will happen in the future." Occupy a corner in The Times, but be forgotten in three days."

This conversation was only between two "long-haired monsters". Even Alice, who has eyes and ears as bright as Alice, doesn't keep her almighty little radar on all the time. However, maybe it was God's will in the dark, when the young man in the distance was looking at her with lustful eyes, she still felt something after all.

"... Ah Q!"

Sissy stopped and looked at Alice who was wrinkling her nose: "What's wrong with you?"

Alice rubbed her nose vigorously, and sniffed: "Ashley must be angry that we didn't play with her last night, and didn't have dinner with her this morning, and she's talking about me!"

"No, I want to ask, why do you sneeze so loudly..."

"Ah Q! Ah Q! Damn it, is Ashley talking about me that much!?"

This is already inside the teaching building, and there are students and classrooms all around, so the noise of fighting and talking should be slightly lower. After Alice muttered a few more words, she stopped talking and continued to walk towards the target classroom with Sissy.

It is worth mentioning that, at least according to Alice's own ideas that she has not disclosed to anyone, many private middle schools, led by Eton College, have definitely allowed her to find a way to live in Huobi. Gwartz's feeling of studying.

They are all ancient buildings from the Middle Ages, and they are all traditional costumes that seem to have passed through a hundred years. At the moment, I am at Eton College, just like Qiu Zhang who is visiting Hogwarts to study. This feeling is really amazing.

Of course, JK Rowling is originally British, so it is not surprising that Hogwarts would be conceived according to this type of school. In fact, wasn’t a certain Muggle-born boy in the episode “The Chamber of Secrets” who voluntarily gave up his admission to Eton after receiving the admission letter from Hogwarts?

Now recalling the reality of the wizarding world written by Rowling, I really don't know whether the boy's actions are wise or stupid. Perhaps the wizarding world in the United States will be more advanced. Anyway, as far as the UK is concerned, of course every trace of the air is filled with the progressive and conservative status quo of contemporary Britain. Aristocrats and Muggles, Slytherin and Gryffindor, it’s a big joke in the United States~

It's a pity that although Rowling's idea must have borrowed from Eton College, such as the all-black wizard school uniform, as a school in reality, there is no real potion class to learn here after all.

In this regard, Alice is actually quite resentful. Fortunately, when she was a boy in her previous life, she had read a lot of HP fanfiction written by literary girls. The result is good, looking at the whole school, you can't even see a hateful professor who is close to an old bat, let alone the exact same person.

Well, Ivan Deloof may remind her of Gilderoy Lockhart, but that's just in terms of appearance, personality and talent are completely two extremes.

It's also worth mentioning that many of the courses are actually quite boring.

Among them, the 90-minute computer class this morning was the most boring class for Alice.

Compared with other classes, the area of ​​the computer class classroom is relatively large, and the desks and chairs are relatively neatly arranged, which is enough for Alice to recall her previous school life in China. But like other classes, there are only 20 students in the classroom of Microcomputer Class A, and they are the 20 students with the best computer skills in the whole grade.

When Alice just walked into the classroom, a slightly pudgy boy waved his hand and said, "Hey Alice, did you have a good time last night?"

"Ah~ very happy!"

Alice's face was almost like a blossoming smile, so immediately after, the boy in another position said, "Hey, Alice, I saw your character last night, you are so beautiful. It's a pity that I didn't have time to say hello to you last night, where is the sickle? It shouldn't be thrown away, right? Can you lend me a look?"

Alice sat on the seat and was about to turn it on. Since the current microcomputer class is learning programming, the system is still the old-fashioned DOS version, and the process is quite complicated: "Ah, of course I didn't throw it away. Are you sure you want to watch it?"

"I want to see it too, I want to see it too!"

"Oh yes, that scythe! Hey Hampton, the girl with the scythe last night was Alice!?"

"Cool... woo~"

Because of someone's cool cosplay props last night, the classroom immediately fell into an uproar before class started. Therefore, when Professor Harmand with a beard came to the podium, he had to cough twice to attract everyone's attention.

"Halloween is over, students, let me take your mind back."

Now that the teacher is here, the students must of course quiet down immediately. Seeing that everyone finally sat down, Professor Hardman said unhurriedly: "Students, the code we are going to talk about today involves a very profound theory of high numbers,"

The eyeballs of at least four or five boys began to roll around, and it was obvious from the podium that a total of seven or eight students glanced at Alice.

I only heard Professor Hardman continue: "So I don't force you to understand too much. Of course, you can ask if you don't understand, and pretending to understand is absolutely forbidden. Although there is Alice in our class, she I won’t hire you to work in Silicon Valley in advance just because you don’t know how to pretend to understand, do you understand?”

Alice lowered her head slightly, because it wasn't just them who were slightly embarrassed by the laughter of the boys around.