Chenchen is going to register as a student, and Xiaoyan is also ready to act alone according to the parent's schedule. After the mother and son separated, Mom walked to the other side of the hall, where the parents gathered, and she sat down on a leather couch to talk to the other parents.

At this time, Mr. Thomas, the silver-haired Dean of Studies, came over to greet the parents.

Xia Xiaoyan saw that this was an amiable old man, so she took the initiative to walk up to greet him: "Good morning, I'm Lucy, Charlie's mother." As he spoke, he stretched out his finger and pointed at Jiang Ruichen, who was standing not far away.

Mr. Thomas immediately said to Xiao Yan kindly: "It is a pleasure to meet you, ma'am, and I am very impressed with Charlie among the few Chinese students who have entered this year, and he has shown great leadership in his original school. Rest assured, Charlie will have a great time at School A. ”

Xia Xiaoyan understands that the so-called "leadership" that Mr. Thomas refers to the fact that Chenchen has been the team committee and class leader from elementary school to junior high school, although she knows very well that being a class leader in a domestic school, in fact, is far from a leadership exercise, but she is still full of gratitude, among the nearly 100 freshmen this year, the director of academic affairs still has an impression of such a small advantage of Chenchen, so she nodded desperately: "Yes, thank you for saying that." I also hope for Chenchen's ...... Oh...... Leadership can flourish in School A. ”

To be honest, Xia Xiaoyan doesn't care about leadership or not, she only cares about one thing the most, that is, Chenchen's studies, which is related to whether he can successfully enter an Ivy League university in the United States after four years.

Although Chenchen is already a fifteen-year-old boy, Xia Xiaoyan's heart is still full of all kinds of questions and uneasiness when he is sent to school in the United States alone, and she said tentatively: "Charlie will study very hard and will enter the best university, which is also the hope of our family for him." ”

Mr. Thomas pushed his glasses, looked at Xia Xiaoyan with big, deep eyes, and said, "We have never doubted the excellence and diligence of Chinese students. Frankly, I am not optimistic about Asian American students getting into Ivy League schools, even though their scores are just as perfect. Charlie has to think about what makes himself stand out, and that's all that matters, not just learning. ”

Xia Xiaoyan heard Mr. Thomas speak so straightforwardly, and suddenly felt a basin of cold water splashing on her head, and she barely calmed down and asked, "Then how can I be admitted to an Ivy League school?" ”

Still smiling kindly, Mr. Thomas said, "It's a complex issue, and every child's situation is different. However, please rest assured that Charlie will be taught according to his aptitude, and we guarantee that by the time he graduates, whether he enters an Ivy League school or not, he will already be an excellent, responsible person, a scholar with strong academic ability. ”

Obviously, Mr. Thomas's words were not the answer that Xiaoyan was expecting, but she politely ended the greeting with thanks. Xia Xiaoyan sat on the sofa, her brows furrowed, thinking alone about what Mr. Thomas said just now, what could make her son stand out?

In the hall, the students who signed in and registered were endless.

Jiang Ruichen stood in place and hesitated, unfamiliar faces passed by him, and he suddenly felt unreal for a moment. Did he really come to the school he had longed for in a foreign country and start a new journey of youth here? He looked at the schedule that had been wrinkled by himself in his hand, adjusted his mood, and said to himself: Jiang Ruichen, come on! It's up to you to do the rest of the week. Then, he strode toward a sign-in place.

Chenchen had just stood in front of the shortest check-in desk in a line, the heavy wooden door of the hall was opened again, and a tall Chinese boy walked in, wearing a slightly rustic blue tracksuit, unkempt hair, sweating profusely on his face, and carrying two old boxes with outdated styles.

He squatted the box on the floor with a "thud", and walked to the end of the line where Jiang Ruichen was platoon, with a girl in the middle and Chenchen in the middle. Chenchen completed the formalities and received his electronic campus card and a student card with a photo, as well as documents such as dormitory regulations, because the dormitory door card and key had already been received, and now he only had to go to the room at the end of the hall to get the laptop for class.

Chenchen looked at the newly bought watch on his wrist, which showed that it was still early, so he didn't leave in a hurry, but chatted with the seniors and asked about the various situations in the school.

At this time, it was the turn of the Chinese boy just now, he walked to the table and introduced himself to the registered teacher: "My name is Chen Yiting, and my English name is Robert. ”

The teacher said, "Nice to meet you, Robert, welcome to the school......." The teacher looked up the form for a while and asked, "Sorry, please tell me your last name."

Chen Yiting thought for a while and said, "Surname? …… Oh, Yiting (the last name in English is the last name, and people who don't speak English well will confuse the first name with the first name). ”

The teacher looked at the form and looked at him in confusion, obviously not finding the surname Yiting.

Jiang Ruichen happened to hear this conversation, he hurriedly stepped forward, looked at Chen Yiting with a look at the other, but his mouth was helping him and said, "Are you surnamed Chen?" Nice to meet you. My name is Charlie. ”

At this time, the teacher had already followed Chenchen's prompts and quickly found Chen Yiting's name. Then hand him all kinds of cards, keys, and documents one by one.