The Goddess Shines on America

The school day is here, but no one can be sure how many people put their minds on their studies. From early in the morning, anyone who could find time would try to wander around the second floor of Teaching Building No. 3. Even if they really didn't have the time to go into the building, they would deliberately take a long way and pass downstairs.

"What paper is it? Hey, does anyone have any news?"

As soon as Bell ran up the building, he was so anxious to ask that the folder was almost knocked to the ground.

"The fourth one is really amazing. Professor Engman's review speed is not as fast as hers!"

Bryce said in amazement, around him, many students of the same level were also gathered outside the classroom window, trying to look into the room without making a sound.

"Give me a place!"

Bell was in a hurry, almost all the students on site were the oldest ones, and he, a fifteen-year-old boy, wanted to break through the wall, so the difficulty should not be too low!

"Bell? So it's you." Bryce noticed who was coming. He was tall and tall, so he immediately squeezed out a place for the junior: "Come on, come on, Alice is going to write a thesis soon." !"

Bell didn't say anything else, he stepped up to the wall, put his hands on the window and looked over.

Even though it was the first day of the new school year, graduation exams were taking place in the classroom. Looking at the entire classroom, behind a row of tables in the front row, all the best subject teachers in Eton College were present, and the three of them were busy grading papers with their heads down. But what was in front of them was not the usual tables and chairs, but only one person, one chair, and one table.

The most famous student in the past four years of study, Alice Wang, a Chinese-American, is writing hard.

"So fast! So fast! Really fast!"

Bell was amazed, because Alice wrote the paper really fast. That's not a cursive art signature, and it's still a thesis and not some nonsense article, but looking at her arm, it looks like a typewriter typing randomly. How did it work! ?

Bryce kept talking at the side: "If I can have this ability, I will graduate early! Oh my god, in fact, Alice has already graduated with the ability, right? Hey, Bell, you know what my dad does ?"

Bell didn't know that he was just the senior student he met by chance while jogging on the playground at the end of last semester.

"Remus' father is a trustee of the California Institute of Technology." A boy speaking with a New York accent said, "He said that after knowing Alice Wang's decision to graduate from Eton early, the entire Ivy League has been wiped out." It's boiling!"

Bell didn't know what this meant: "Hiss...you mean, Alice hasn't taken the SAT yet, so they keep sending her invitations!?"

"SAT? Are you kidding me?" The boy with a New York accent felt very funny: "Use your brain, okay? Does Alice Wang still need to use SAT to prove herself? Do you know that the other two founders of Cisco Systems , are two computer science professors at Stanford, the professors, buddy, they all work for Alice Wang! That’s still a technology-oriented company!”

Bell can be regarded as frightened, after all, he is not obliged to think about Alice-Wang every day, is he? Of course, this senior is a celebrity on campus, and Bell even met her on the spot when she entered the Eton campus, but this does not mean that the two will have any wonderful encounters.

Middle school students are two years apart, that is the level of two generations.

In the classroom, Alice was still doing the papers quickly, and by the way, she listened to the whispers in the corridor outside the house. Let them watch it, Alice reminded the proctors to ignore it, because she will not be affected at all.

"This one is finished, Professor Drokhov." As soon as the pen was put down, Alice immediately twisted up the paper and shook it. With a buzzing sound, several pages of papers for the history elective course were announced to be completed, and the head of the department personally wrote the question, indicating that Alice would write a 3,000-word essay "A Brief Analysis of the Renaissance".

"Oh, well done, Miss Wang, you are really good." Professor Drokhov got up, and the gray-haired him took Alice's test paper very carefully: "I will read it right away, oh yes, Wang Ma'am, I'll review it right away..."

"Look, Professor Drokhov respects her so much!"

Thank the gods, the voice doesn't pass through the walls, otherwise Edson, who took history as an elective, must be unlucky. But the other students who were watching from the outside could hear his emotions clearly.

"Isn't it? Wang's mathematics, physics and chemistry are indeed very good, but subjects like history and philosophy are not necessarily so? Is Professor Drokhov so excited? Could it be that Wang's paper said that she discovered a new archaeological site?"

There was a burst of light laughter, followed by the sound of light footsteps, a tall girl with fluttering silver hair came to this corridor.

"Fool, Jerry, you were a little fool before I graduated, and you are still so innocent now?"

The gentle voice immediately excited the boy who spoke just now: "Senior Phil! Oh my God, it's you, Senior Sister Phil!"

"Keep your voice down, idiot!" Phil Belen sternly stopped the boy's recklessness: "Alice didn't tell you to get out, so she really cheered up!? Don't you have to go to class? Today is the first day of school one day!"

Phil Beren is also a celebrity in Eton. After all, the school has a long history of recruiting girls. How can this little princess who runs a large supermarket next door to a family business in Windsor town not be recognized? Familiar with many boys, and as the dream lover?

Therefore, when she showed up like this, many sensible boys immediately shifted their strategy, but it happened that Jerry stayed in the same place in a daze, looking puzzled.

"Simple? Fool? I don't have one. It's really strange. Although Wang can write bestsellers, the history test paper is another code... Oops! I know!"

Hearing the rather loud cry from outside, Alice smiled softly, and the ballpoint pen, which was always smooth, came to a standstill.

She looked towards the door and said, "Phil, you are here."

Of the teachers in front, four are grading papers, and the others who are still idle are all looking at the door.

"Hey Alice," Phil walked into the classroom and beckoned, "And professors, long time no see."

"Miss Phil, it's nice to see you again." The white-haired female teacher Magreta said with a smile, "How is the 'Alice' chain store doing? It's not every day that you can touch the grounds of Vanda Plaza. Yes, your traffic has always been good, right?"

"Very good, Professor Macgarita, and thank you for your support on the opening day." Phil responded gracefully, and then looked at Alice: "Alice, I think you'd better answer the paper quickly, Ross Will just called and said that Prince Charles is coming to the Umbrella Headquarters temporarily, and he will arrive in about two hours, look..."

Alice shook her head and smiled: "He wants to catch up with me for lunch. Let Monica know that I'm still taking the exam. If I'm late, let her entertain the crown prince first."

"Oh, it's okay, Alice." At this time, the vice-principal who was sitting on the edge said, "If you need to see the crown prince, you should go there quickly. We can continue the exam tomorrow."

"Thank you for your kindness, Vice-Principal." Alice nodded towards him and said, "But tomorrow I have to do some guidance for the Britishization of the second part of "Harry Potter", you should understand, editor Well, if you translate it yourself, there will be some semantic deviation if it is not complete, even if it is the same language, there is also a problem with the way of expression."

Now that I have said so, of course it is not easy for others to say anything. After entering the room, Phil found a window sill and sat down. Alice's answering speed was indeed very fast, she was already writing with spirit, and after listening to the news, the tip of her pen almost never left the paper. In a short time, the fifth chapter of the test paper was quickly completed!

The graduation exam is nothing more than a final exam paper. For students who are truly gifted and amazingly talented, going to college at the age of thirteen or fourteen is very common, let alone a mere one-year cross-level exam? In this way, in less than an hour and a half, Alice completed all the test papers that other people needed all day last night. This is based on the fact that ordinary people's writing speed cannot be too fast.

Grading test papers is a job that the teachers have to do slowly in the future. It is enough for Alice to be busy at this point. No one has stipulated that a graduation ceremony be held for her today. Since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is about to come to the door in person, there is no reason for the school to continue to keep people, so they can leave.

"Wow~"

At this moment, as soon as she walked out of the teaching building, Alice looked up to the sky and shouted: "Graduation! Seventeen-year-old high school student! Long live~!!"

"Hush! It's class time!" Phil followed her and hurriedly reminded her.

This is a beautiful medieval campus*** September in the outskirts of London, Alice with black hair wearing a white trench coat, Phil with silver hair in a gray trench coat, two pairs of cowboy leather boots with long legs walking on the stone road together , just like an exquisite and beautiful picture scroll. It's a pity that, just like what Phil said, it's the time for class now, and no one can see this scene at all.

"Yeah, it's class time." Alice put her pockets in her pocket and said with a smile, "Senior sister is really saving face, and she specially asked for leave from Cambridge! How are you doing there? What's the plan for the new semester?"

"Work hard to skip a grade and start your MBA career ahead of time." Counting the time is not short, don't look at Eaton who only entered Alice one year earlier, Phil is already a girl in her early twenties. It's really not too difficult for her to skip the senior year and go straight to the MBA.

"Well, MBA~" It's been too long to hear this term in recent times, and while walking quickly towards the school gate, Alice smiled and winked at Phil: "My secretary is just one. Sis, this is a ready-made internship company and mentor~”