Act XXXVII: We are taking a walk
When Doug left Yale, the wind was noisy.
President Theodore's public statement justified Doug's status at Yale.
No matter what he had done before, he was still a supernumerary at Yale, a humble little tramp, but now he is truly a member of Yale.
Although he had reached a new peak of fame at Yale at this moment, he did not stay on campus for long.
The purpose of making a name for "Monopoly" at Yale has been achieved, and the next step is to make the public like "Monopoly".
And before the public likes "Monopoly", he will return to the printing and dyeing factory and start doing his best to expand production capacity.
The carriage in which he rode was in front, followed by many carriages.
Doug's speech made the blood boil for the young Yale students, and many of them had the same ideas as Williams and wanted to follow Doug's ideas.
Not only were there layers of wagons chasing him, but there were many more people on foot after that.
It wasn't that they didn't have money for the hike, but they didn't have a private carriage or get it before they ran out.
Their ideas are no different from those who ride in horse-drawn carriages.
Only they also followed Doug, and unlike the carriage passengers, who only suffered some bumps, they had to walk long distances on foot.
Yale is on this end of New Haven outside of New Haven, while the dyeing factory is on the outskirts of New Haven on the other end.
To get from Yale to the dyeing factory, you not only have to get to New Haven first, but you also have to cross New Haven.
Hunger, thirst, heat, prostration.
There were some hot-blooded young men who followed a mile and gave up.
These guys, who have been young masters since childhood, have never walked so far, and the blisters on their feet and poor physical condition make them give up with a bitter face.
Some young people followed for two kilometers and waved to stop when they saw a horse-drawn carriage for rent along the way.
Then it dawned on the other young people to do the same, like locusts crossing the border, and stopped all the rental carriages and rickshaws they saw. Even, the carriage carrying the goods was stopped.
In a very short period of time, New Haven's land transportation system has been greatly impacted.
The homeless man with an empty wine bottle on the side of the road and basking in the warm autumn sun raised his eyelids and glanced at it, turned over indifferently and continued to dream of making a fortune, and the corners of his mouth flowed with happy saliva.
Ordinary citizens and shopkeepers of street shops stopped to watch, and when the horse-drawn carriage brigade, rickshaw brigade, and crowd passed, they chatted about what so many people were going to do.
The walker who was panting and landed at the tail of the line asked, "What are you doing here?"
"I ......" The walker who was lacking exercise was out of breath and seemed to be a little deprived of oxygen in his brain, but before he could say why he was walking, a friend next to him chimed in, "We're walking!"
"Yes...... We were on a walk!"
The young walker repeated affirmatively.
"Oh my God! What are these Yale college students thinking? Walking in the scorching sun? It's unthinkable! I can't read too much, my brain is broken!"
The shopkeeper of the good thing is even more determined to not let his children go to Yale to study.
Although before that, his children could not afford to go to Yale......
As usual, Doug closed his eyes on the bumpy carriage, and the moment the carriage stopped at the entrance of the printing and dyeing factory, he opened his eyes again.
For ordinary people, it seems that it is difficult to endure both the working time and the rest time. Always find a way to consume them all.
But for Doug, time was running out.
He had already spotted the long dragon following behind him, and the coachman who was carrying him had looked back more than once. But he didn't stop to give another speech.
You can't use too many of the same moves against Yale students.
They're not stupid, they're just less knowledgeable.
Doug was sure that he would be able to fool them with one or two speeches. But doing the same thing a hundred times, a thousand times, even if it's a girl called "thing", it's already boring.
Keep it fresh, keep it mysterious, and provocative while trying not to over-raise their threshold.
Doug is all about sustainability.
When it's time to hang your appetite, hang your appetite.
He slowly got up from the carriage and turned to look behind him.
The procession of wagons had just stopped, the queue of rickshaws followed, and the last walkers were sparsely packed.
At first glance, it seems that there are a lot of people, but that is an illusion of the brain, just like seeing a troop of three or four thousand people, and without training, you will subconsciously think that there are more than 10,000 people.
Doug carefully identified it, except for the lively onlookers, there were only about 300 people from Yale College here.
Of course, that's a lot, and the total number of Yale students in this era is only in the thousands.
He looked into the gaze and waited for the last Yale student to come closer before exclaiming, "Thank you all for following me through all of New Haven."
Look, that's where Monopoly is made!
At present, it is only a trial production, but in the future, the "Monopoly" produced here will be sold all over the world!
I'm sure you're tired.
You can go to the factory for a while and then take a tour.
I don't know if you've ever thought about what is the most precious thing about people?
I believe that the most precious thing in human beings is life.
Life is only once for everyone.
When we are dying and reminiscing about the past, we will not regret that we have wasted our time, nor will we be ashamed of our inaction.
In this way, our lives are complete.
I hope that the students who insist on coming here today will not feel that they are wasting their time.
Even after many years, you can still say to your children and grandchildren on your knees, 'Child, the Monopoly you are playing now was witnessed by your grandfather. ’
Isn't that good?
I'm going to say, 'That's good!'
Don't you think so?"
The Yale students, who were exhausted and bowed their heads, raised their heads again at this moment.
The exhausted blood is back.
At the front of the carriage queue, there was a handsome boy with blond hair riding in a private carriage.
With a charcoal in his hand, he recorded with great speed the scene of Doug standing in the carriage and giving a speech.
And write in a row of beautiful topic words next to it Doug's words that he was full of confidence just now, but did not make people feel arrogant.
"MiG, don't you think this person is funny?" asked the delicate young master, the old butler who was serving him beside him.
"It's a funny young man. The old housekeeper said when he handed the young master milk tea.
"Do you think I'm going to play with him?" the young boy seemed to ask, and seemed to be talking to himself.
He took the milk tea and took a sip very gently, but the milk level in the bone china cup quickly slid down, and soon only a round bottom remained.
He opened the door of the enclosed carriage, went around the three horses pulling the carriage and said, "Don't send anyone, wait for me at the door, I'll go play and I'll be back." ”
"Do as you are told, young master. The old butler bowed his head in response, and his gaze fell on the sketch that the young master threw on the sofa. Look at the high-spirited Doug on it. I don't know if it's a joy or a silent mourning for him.