Subtitle of this chapter: Let's carry the pot together!

The key is that our Master Yuan deliberately kept an eye on it, he didn't say when it would end, that is, it could end anytime and anywhere. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info now learned the news, and the NYU students who rushed over to line up were naturally anxious, wouldn't this be a missed opportunity if they didn't get on the wheel?

The book "The Rabble" is not all truth, but the discussion of "herd mentality" is still very incisive. In this atmosphere, no one really thought that the Chinese would really win.

At this time, a large group of people suddenly poured in from outside the school and rushed ahead of them, which of course led to conflicts.

But for our Master Yuan, it's good to make a big fuss!

The bigger he is, the more open he said, it's a pity. If I had come up with this idea earlier, and made the details more believable beforehand, I would have made a name for myself in the whole of America.

"Host, don't make things so simple. The bigger you move, the greater the butterfly effect. Understand? ”

"Master Ball, thank you for reminding me this time."

Yuan Yanqian, who made a big news, of course didn't worry about a big scene outside. But Miss Brown was a little girl after all, and she was inevitably a little surprised.

The little black-haired beauty, who was shocked by the big scene on campus, stammered, "This, this." What can I do? Why don't you stop? ”

Little Baker also took the opportunity to say, "Yes, Neo, it's time to stop." ”

Professor Adams folded the contract and mortgage carefully and carefully placed them in the inner pocket of his suit. Only then did he speak: "Mr. Yuan, even if you want to continue, I'm afraid the school won't allow it." ”

Master Yuan couldn't help but roll his eyes, since the school doesn't allow it, you don't say it earlier, you have to wait until you sign the gambling contract.

However, he still insisted: "Why stop, the show just starts, isn't it?" If the school has any opinions, I'll talk to them......"

"Well, I'd like to hear what you have to say!"

Before Master Yuan's words fell, a middle-aged gentleman rushed in angrily, just in time to pick up his words.

This gentleman is Mr. James B. Conant, Vice Chancellor.

With a frosty face, he said in a stern tone: "Mr. Yuan, it's time to stop this farce." Otherwise, not to mention the fact that you are applying for doctoral dissertation defense, it is a question of whether you can retain your student status. ”

Yuan Yanqian, who had expected this, walked out from behind the podium unhurriedly, walked up to him and said with a smile: "Mr. Vice Principal, can you take a step to speak." ”

Mr. Conant frowned, he had a very good impression of this Chinese, and according to his impression, this Chinese student was not the kind of dumb person who did not know the height of the sky. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that Neo-Yaun would have made such a big news.

So he muttered for a moment and said, "Hmm...... All right. ”

The two walked to a corner of the classroom, and everyone next to them also walked away from that corner with interest, and let them whisper.

"Mr. Yuan, in fact, there is nothing to say, if you don't stop, just wait for the dismissal."

"Mr. Vice Chancellor, please answer me a question before you decide to expel me."

"Okay, please."

"Mr. Vice Chancellor, as far as I know, NYU is not the only university you've ever stayed at. So can you tell me what NYU lacks compared to Harvard and Yale, as well as Columbia, Princeton, Stanford, Duke, and other top American schools? ”

"Hmm...... The question is somewhat complicated. ”

The question is, of course, complex, and even James Conant, a veteran of higher education, can't say a word or two. However, Yuan Yanqian had already prepared the answer.

Of course, he didn't dare to guarantee that his words would convince the school and Mr. Conant, but it didn't matter if he failed, it was just that the news wasn't big enough.

The so-called I am fortunate to have gained, and I have lost my life.

Our Master Yuan's mentality is still good, anyway, he believes that even if it doesn't work this time, he has the opportunity to become famous all over the world after mastering this idea.

So he smiled slightly and said confidently: "I know this issue is a bit complicated, but I personally think that what we lack most in NYU is political influence!" ”

Like Tsinghua University and Peking University, a large country in the East, there are only two first-class universities in the United States, that is, Harvard and Yale. These two universities were founded as early as the 17th century during the Age of Discovery.

Therefore, even if Yale's ranking is lower than that of UC Berkeley, MIT, Stanford, and Princeton in the ranking list of some universities in later generations, its historical significance and status are incomparable to those of these universities.

Academics are of course very important for higher education institutions, but political influence is a key factor if they want to become a top university.

There are two kinds of political influence: the first is the alumni network that an institution has built, which is especially important for private universities in the United States, where a large part of their funding comes from alumni donations; The second is the academic level of political science at the university.

In 1903, the American Political Science Association was founded. The subsequent presidents of the society had nothing to do with NYU at all. It can be seen that New York University has extremely serious shortcomings in political science.

If political science is not strong, it will not be able to train strong politicians, and if it is not strong, politicians will not be able to make special donations to study political science. This has created a vicious circle in which the NYU will not only not have a single American president in the next 100 years, but also the Ivy League.

Mr. Vice Principal nodded and said, "You're right, but this matter ......."

Our Master Yuan suddenly spoke very impolitely, "I'm sorry, I'll interrupt you. ”

"Mr. Vice Chancellor, isn't there a chance right now?"

Mr. Conant said suspiciously, "Opportunity?!" ”

Yuan Yanqian nodded, organized his language a little and said: "Actually, this time, the person who judged that the Republican Party could win the Democratic Party's 250 electoral votes was ......."

"Professor Julian Chandler."

Mr. Conant was taken aback, he was still familiar with the Teutonic knight, and the two had a good personal relationship. This exaggerated and "not too serious" judgment is not in line with his character...... Well, the style.

So he couldn't help but blurt out, "Professor Chandler!" Are you kidding? ”

"I'm not kidding, it's Professor Chandler." Our Master Yuan's expression was very serious, but he squeezed his eyes at the Vice Chancellor, and continued, "If this prediction is accurate, then it is Professor Chandler's prediction. ”

"Oh...... I understand! ”

Mr. Conant can be the vice president, he is not a nerd type of scholar, so he naturally understands what this Chinese student means.

"But......," he thought for a moment, and a question came to mind, "what if your prediction was wrong?" ”

"Hehehe......" our Master Yuan chuckled, "if it is really as Mr. Vice Chancellor said, then I will either go to prison in the United States or escape back to my hometown in China." ”

In fact, if the prediction fails, it means that he will not be able to complete the system task, which is a direct hiccups. You don't have to think about any debt lawsuits at all.

He said calmly: "In short, losing is my personal problem. And if you win......"

"That's your school's problem!"