Chicago 1990

After answering questions from reporters, Congressman Underwood and the principal left the gymnasium to inspect the school. The rest of the people left one after another. Song Ya took this opportunity to ask Dr. Michelle about his studies and university choices.

"In addition to ensuring academic performance, you must also participate in some social activities. Compared with ordinary people, you already have a great advantage, as long as you don't give the outside world a stereotype of a street teenager."

"...It doesn’t really matter. It’s easy to forgive the negative behaviors of adolescents. People like superhumans and stories about self-salvation of ordinary people with bad habits. They don’t violate each other. In fact, the latter means that he has exceeded Ordinary people’s perseverance defeats themselves, and it’s still a superman. But that’s for the future, and it won’t help you apply to a prestigious school."

"There is no need to rush to graduate early, and spend that time on accumulating resumes."

"Political activities should be cautious. You can participate more in terms of equal rights and public welfare. In this regard, our organization can give you some help. Of course, you have to fight for yourself first..."

"We recently had an essay to write a letter to Mandela. It is aimed at teenagers. You can try to practice writing. Don't be afraid of saying the wrong thing, send it directly to me and I will check it for you first. If you have a good point, You may be selected to participate in our youth project in South Africa...or in other words, these activities will make your resume very beautiful. Whether it is an affirmative organization or a donkey party, they are very willing to give you this kind of African youth opportunities."

While walking and chatting, Song Ya sent Michelle to the parking lot to say goodbye. He could feel that his first impression on her was very good, and she patiently provided some pertinent suggestions.

The Dodge Dynasty sitting in Shanghai said, "Your speech today is perfect!" Hayden exclaimed, "I couldn't do this when I was your age."

"We are proud of you, child." Aunt Susie hugged Song Ya.

"This kid will become a big man." Hayden agreed.

"Thank you, just read the manuscript. I didn't write many parts myself." Song Ya humbled a bit. Many people around him thought that he would become a big man. Old Qiao said something similar just now, but there is nothing to be complacent about. It would be a failure if the traverser could not become a big man.

Hayden started the car and suddenly laughed, "Did anyone teach you the sentence I just said to Underwood? The sentence'I will donate to you', haha, I noticed that Underwood was stunned. Take a moment, then laugh, and you can see that he is very useful. Know that most people will say'I will vote for you' instead of'I will donate to you'..."

"No one taught..."

Song Ya took out his pen and checkbook from his pocket, "I'm just such a real person, and I really support it, then pay, no problem. Uh...how much is appropriate?"

"The personal limit is two hundred dollars, and one hundred dollars or more is more appropriate." Hayden replied.

Song Ya wrote down the number one hundred and fifty, signed the name, tore off the check and handed it to Hayden.

"I'll send it to Underwood's campaign office tomorrow." Since the last time I negotiated a business of 10,000 plus 150,000 with Daniel, Hayden's evaluation of Song Ya has been greatly improved. In order to better serve Song Ya, He has already turned away some of the insignificant artists in his hand, and will pat Song Ya's flattery from time to time.

Song Ya was also generally satisfied with Hayden, but the 10% commission was a bit too much. "The next contract can't give him 10%..." Song Ya looked at the back of Hayden's head while driving. , Secretly planning.

"Have you prepared a new song recently?" Hayden asked.

"No..." The Apocalypse plug-in does not appear. Song Ya has a new song of the fart. He is also a little bit muttered in his heart now.If Connie hadn't taken it to the second-hand store last time, I wouldn't get the song.

"I have enough credits this semester,

"Uh..." Hayden hesitated, "Black... schools with many African descents do not meet your requirements, and then you don't want schools to be too'white'. If you are private... a good private company does not have enough budget."

"I understand." Song Ya also knew that she had too many demands. "You can keep looking for it. Just do it before the start of the next semester."

"You want to transfer?" Aunt Susie asked in surprise.

"It's not that I want to change schools." Song Ya replied, "It's that we want to move out together, out of Nancheng."

"Why?" Aunt Susie still looked reluctant.

"This school is too bad, Tony dropped out, Connie's grades were not good, and I will get... well, getting richer and richer. If I stay in this school, I am afraid that something will happen. You also hope that Amy Can Li go to a good high school in the future, right? Aunt Susie." Song Ya looked out of the car window. A crowd of people was crowded in front of a ignited waste gasoline barrel. They were drinking and burning idly, the school gangsters. He can deal with it temporarily, but sooner or later the vicious people who are poisoned will notice themselves, and they can do anything for the slightest amount of drug money. "And old Qiao just told me that after a while, there will be war in Nancheng, and here will be more and more. The more dangerous it is."

"Go to war?" Hayden didn't understand. "Here?"

"The gang war is probably to grab territory." Song Ya was a little grateful that he made enough money to leave in time, "Hayden, please help me get a pager. You will try to contact me by phone in the future, and you will not go to Nancheng. Your car is too new."

"OK, I understand, indeed, I feel a little flustered every time I drive to your neighborhood." Hayden was so happy.

"Such a big thing..." Aunt Susie hesitated, "Where shall we move? And when the time comes, the relief agency..."

"Don't think about welfare, I can afford you in the future." Song Ya had already calculated the future. "First find a suitable middle school, then we will rent a house nearby, and then help Connie find a community college. There is no way for a better university, the money is not enough."

"You're such a good boy." Aunt Susie was so moved that she hugged Song Ya, crying violently, "I knew you were different from other Ngers, Tony, he had been with Lori for so long, and he didn't have any money. Take it home."

"Alex is a good boy." Hayden helped. "There are not many people who can do this for their families. Even if we are white people, many people have never returned to the big city after leaving home at the age of 18. The parents are old. Just send it to the nursing home..."

"Maybe it's because I have half of the Chinese ancestry..." Song Ya patted Aunt Susie's back, she was too heavy, and she would be strangled to death if she held it for longer.

"What about Ellie?" Aunt Susie let go of him, sitting upright, wiping the tears from her face.

"Ellie? How do you know us..." Song Ya was surprised.

"Huh, Ellie would like the whole world to know that she is your girlfriend, how could I not hear the news." Aunt Susie became proud.

Song Ya sighed, "What else can I do, break up, after all, I won't be in a school anymore."

"Little villain!"

Aunt Susie patted Song Ya on the arm, "I thought you would be a good man through and through."

"It's not normal to break up if the boyfriend and girlfriend are not married."

Song Ya shrugged, "I can only blame my other half of black ancestry to blame," he thought to himself.