The Stanford notice reached Mr. Zhang's mailbox on Friday, and Mr. Zhang didn't find time to report to school until Tuesday.

In fact, Tang Miaomiao's villa is next to Stanford, and even in the area of Stanford, Zhang Chen does not need a dormitory at all. But Stanford's summer program stipulates that all students must live in freshman dormitories. This is also to allow students to feel the atmosphere of Stanford more deeply and deepen the mutual understanding between classmates.

Stanford's freshman residence halls are great, with each of the student residence halls being two or three stories of small buildings, each with its own name, the equivalent of a small community. It has its own basketball court, laundry room and canteen.

The dormitory building where Zhang Chen lives is called Wilbur, which is a two-story small building, the first floor is the common area of the dormitory, and the rooms are on the second floor. Zhang Chen's roommate is a 17-year-old Indian boy named Shanatanu, who looks a bit like Chatur who always farts among the three fools.

Zhang Chen put down his luggage, and Sanatanu rushed to Zhang Chen's room like a familiar acquaintance. "Hey, buddy, are you from RB?" said Shanatanu to greet Zhang Chen in pure American English.

Zhang Chen looked at this roommate who looked like a potato and sneered, "No, I'm Chinese." ”

Shanatanu whistled: "Great, my high school roommate is an RB person, he keeps a calm face every day and doesn't say a few words." By the way, have you ever eaten dog meat?"

Zhang Chen: "...... I don't eat it, but I have friends who eat it, and I don't object to them eating it. ”

Shanatanu thought for a moment, "Then do you eat scorpions?"

Zhang Chen: "Don't eat!"

Shanatanu: "Eat spiders?"

Zhang Chen: "What's the problem with this TM?

Shanatanu looked abrupt and said firmly: "If you don't eat anything, you must not be Chinese." ”

Zhang Chen: "...... Damn!"

Shanatanu laughed, and Zhang Chen reacted, this guy was completely playing tricks on himself.

Originally, Zhang Chen thought that Shanatanu was a provocation, but later found out that this Indian guy was purely teasing.

Whether Zhang Chen was joking about India's motorcycle parade or Indian accent, Shanatanu was not angry, but followed Zhang Chen to complain about the Indian accent of balance and parents.

It was only when Zhang Chen curiously asked about the caste system in India and what kind of caste Sanatanu was, that Shanatanu fell silent.

Zhang Chen said in his heart, maybe this black guy is not of a high caste, and asking such a question hurts people's self-esteem. So he consciously changed the topic, and Sanatanu quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Shanatanu offered to invite Zhang Chen to dinner, and Zhang Chen readily agreed, it is still very important to have a good relationship with his roommate when he first arrives at school.

The restaurant that Sanatana invited Zhang Chen to was one of the best Indian restaurants on Stanford, and according to Sanatanu, the curry was the best he had ever had in the United States outside of his own home.

Zhang Chen liked to eat curry rice very much in his previous life, this pure Indian curry was indeed a little unacceptable when he first ate it, the taste was too strong, and the rice was dry, Zhang Chen was a little painful at first.

But after eating a few bites and getting used to the initial stimulation, I was able to really eat the fragrance.

Zhang Chen chewed his food and asked, "Tanu, you seem to be familiar with the school." ”

Shanatanu nodded, "This is my second time attending a summer school at Stanford. ”

"Really?" Zhang Chen was a little surprised, because the price of Stanford's summer school is not cheap, the eight-week course costs 4,500 US dollars, and if there is no recommendation from heavyweights, the SAT score requirements are still quite high. Shanatanu has been able to come to Stanford for summer courses for two years in a row, and it seems that both his family background and grades are good.

Since Sanatana is an old fritter, Zhang Chen humbly asked the other party for advice on various precautions.

Shanatanu is very talkative, and told Zhang Chen a lot of things like which professor's class should not be chosen, which is basically fooling people. Which professor likes to play pranks and so on.

It turned out that Sanatanu was pure Indian, but was sent to the United States by his parents at the age of six. Because I was young when I came, I didn't have an Indian accent at all. Sanatanu came to Stanford for a summer program purely because if he had experience in a Stanford summer program, it would be easier to apply for an undergraduate education at Stanford in the future.

The two were chatting, and suddenly Shanatanu's expression changed slightly, Zhang Chen followed Shanatanu's gaze and found a familiar black woman walking into the restaurant.

Black women are about forty years old, not good-looking, and can even be called ugly according to Zhang Chen's aesthetic standards. High cheekbones, short jaws, and a bit of buckteeth. But the aura she exudes makes people ignore her appearance, and she gives people the impression of a dangerous African cheetah, full of aggression.

Shanatanu probed the black woman with his spare eyes and breathed a sigh of relief when she walked to another table and sat down.

Zhang Chenqi said: "Who is this? You look like you're afraid of her." ”

Shanatana whispered, "She's the provost at Stanford. ”

Zhang Chen said: "Then you won't be so scared, she can't do anything to you." ”

Shanatanu smiled awkwardly and didn't speak.

Zhang Chen glanced at the black woman curiously, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Since the appearance of this black woman, Shanatanu has become restless and restless, Zhang Chen saw this, hastily ate a few bites, and said no to eat, let's go.

Relieved, Sanatanu fled for his life at the Indian restaurant.

In the next few days, Zhang Chen resumed his student life, but the difference is that what he is learning now is more purposeful and directional.

In terms of course selection, Zhang Chen chose experiential courses in computer science and finance.

For this kind of experience class for the foundation of the 10th grade of high school, Zhang Chen sounded like he was still unfinished. It's like having a big dinner, but only serving appetizers, and then only letting you look at it, but not having it.

Through the class, Zhang Chen also systematically sorted out his own thinking, and the computer science course made up for his shortcomings in not understanding technology to a certain extent, at least let him understand what stage the current computer and Internet technology has progressed to, and where the future direction is.

For example, there are already some ideas for HTML5, although they are not even rudimentary, but in top universities like Stanford, there are teachers who have told them in a prophetic way.

In addition, the financial courses chosen by Zhang Chen also let Zhang Chen better understand what the operation mode of capital is and what the principle is.

Zhang Chen's eight-week course can be said to be a process of practicing internal skills. In the past, Zhang Chen was like the protagonist who got the immortal cheats in martial arts novels, but he only mastered some advanced martial arts, and the reason why he was invincible was only because this move and a half was too powerful.

In the eight weeks of studying at Stanford, it can be said that Zhang Chen has undergone earth-shaking changes, and the moves that he didn't know how to use have enough internal strength to use.