Chicago 1990

　　 After Congressman Underwood answered the reporter's question, he 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 study and university selection.

　　 "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."

　　 "Don't rush to graduate early, spend that time on accumulating resumes."

　　 "Political activities should be cautious, equal rights, public welfare, you can participate more, our organization can give you some help in this regard, 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.

　　 Sitting in the Dodge Dynasty in Shanghai, "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 echoed.

"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 a pen and a checkbook from his pocket, "I am such a real person. I really support the money and it’s okay. Uh...how much is appropriate?"

　　 "The personal limit is two hundred dollars, and it is more appropriate to fill in one hundred dollars or more." 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 is also generally satisfied with Hayden, but the 10% commission is a bit too much. "The next contract can't give him another 10%..." Song Ya looked at the back of Hayden's head while driving. , Secretly planning.

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

　　 "No..." The Apocalypse plug-in does not appear, Song Ya has a new song of fart, and he is also a bit muttered in his heart now, if the Apocalypse plug-in is a one-off...That would be troublesome, shouldn't he go around "collecting the wind"? If Connie hadn't taken it to the second-hand store last time, I wouldn't get the song.

　　 "I have accumulated enough credits this semester, and I plan to stop coming to school in a while." Song Ya asked again, "Is the transfer of schools interesting?"

　　 "Uh..." Hayden hesitated, "Black... schools with many African descents do not meet your requirements, and then you don't want the 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, and you can do it before the next semester."

　　 "You want to change schools?" 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 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. There was a circle of people crowded in front of a lit waste gasoline drum, idly drinking and burning on fire. 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 said to me that there will be war in Nancheng after a while, 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 had 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, every time I drive to your neighborhood, I feel a little flustered~www.ltnovel.com~Hayden is so happy.

　　 "Such a big thing..." Aunt Susie hesitated, "Where shall we move? And by then 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 are such a good boy." Aunt Susie was so moved that she hugged Song Ya and cried. "I knew you were different from other Ngers, Tony, he had been with Little Lori for so long and didn't have any money. Take it home."

"Alex is a good boy." Hayden helped. "There are not many who can do this for the family. 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 the reason why I have half of Chinese ancestry..." Song Ya patted Aunt Susie on the back, she was too heavy, and she would be strangled to death if she held it longer.

　　 "What about Ellie?" Aunt Susie let go of him and sat 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," he thought to himself.