Chapter 8 The Crystallization of Ancient and Mysterious Oriental Folk Art
"Damn it! How can they do this! Chris let out a rare growl.
"What's wrong?"
"You watch TV by yourself!"
Looking at the picture on the eighteen-inch picture tube big-bellied TV screen, although Edward was a human being in two lives, he couldn't help but admire, "Students, it's really FXXK!" ”
CNN's rolling news featured familiar old school buildings and familiar faces celebrating in celebration.
"This is our great victory, this is a demonstration of student strength, this is the outstanding achievement of the civil rights movement, and in the face of the tireless efforts of the students, the law school finally bowed its proud head and they backed down. The A-D eight-level grading system, which has lasted for many years, has finally been swept into the dustbin of history, and from now on, most of the courses will be changed to pass-fail, binary grading system! This is a great victory for Yale. "On the TV screen, a guy who is clearly over-the-top is announcing the dawn of a new era to the nation with a morbid euphoria.
"Even Moscow isn't so messy, is it...... As far as I know, the university education system of the Soviets has always been known for being difficult to get into, and even more difficult to graduate: "Edward felt powerless, and this is certainly not a good thing for the top students", what will Harvard call us in the future? New Haven's binary community? At this point, Yale graduates are probably about the same math skills as Fritzcher. “
"They are destroying our culture and traditions!" Chris spoke in a gloomy tone, then drew a cross on his chest and began to pray in a low voice.
"Tsk...... The guy who came out of the church, feudal superstition became a faith. If God had really helped, a thunderbolt would have killed this group of chaotic grandsons a long time ago. Edward muttered to himself, but he didn't dare to say it, he was afraid that the pious Chris would hear about it, so he resolutely put him at the stake.
Burning heretics has been a popular pastime activity for the Western masses since ancient times, and he didn't want to experience it himself.
"Hey, hey, big man, there's it, there's it!"
After a few moments, Edward became excited.
The answer to him was still Chris's huge white eyes, like a cue ball in snooker.
"Damn the FBI, don't they suppress the media, yes they can suppress New York, but they certainly don't put that much resources and energy into other regions."
"You're saying we're going to New Haven to find the media?" Chris wasn't stupid and reacted quickly.
"No, no, it's not us, it's ......" Edward smirked and pointed to the TV with his hand, "them! ”
"Huh?" Chris's face was full of confusion, "These addicts? ”
"Hehe, it's up to you?" Edward's ill-intentioned eyes made the usually brave big black man shudder, and he suddenly remembered the bad legend about the group, it is said that after the h, it is said that after the h, it is not only men and women, but also men and women, men and women, and even men, men......, men
"Oh God! Edward, don't think about it, I am a devout believer, and I will never break the Lord's commandments. The black man began to wail.
"Hell, where do you want to go. Pack up, things, hurry back to New Haven, drive fast on the way, I guess the news reporter hasn't had time to leave. ”
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On the evening of March 9, 1968, the Purple Chief Star again parked in the Wall Street parking lot in New Haven, and after getting out of the car, it was across the grass to the law school.
The reporters still did not disperse, cameras, cameras, microphones were everywhere, and there were several satellite broadcast vans parked in the distance, unlike the Iveco minibus used as the chassis in his previous life, this thing can be regarded as a real heavyweight high-tech weapon, all ten-wheeled trucks, surrounded by police standing guards.
"It's time for the Super Bowl opening ceremony, and I don't know if I'll invite the Beatles to come over and do a live performance." Edward complained.
The originally empty lawn was full of tents and empty beer cans, as well as students scattered in various shapes, all of which looked a little confused, obviously overdone.
"Hmph, after all, history is made. Pass and fail grading system. God, is this still Yale or Hell's Kitchen community college? ”
"Stop whining. Besides, are you sure Hell's Kitchen has a community college? Teach them to grow potatoes or how to do maximum damage with a two-inch knife? Hurry up and do as you just said, see those showy guys are lying on the grass and looking at the stars, take a walk, go and praise them, and soon they will get carried away. ”
"You're so cunning." The big black man nagged, but still followed, after all, he was only twenty-four or five, and he was the age when he liked to join in the fun, and his infinite energy and smart mind gave them the ability to create excitement even if there was no excitement.
"Look, Hanson Smith, the bombastic scum of jurisprudence, is sitting up. You're smart. ”
For Yale Law School, which has an annual enrollment of less than 100, those who can be admitted are elites, but in the eyes of a scholar like Edward, there are still three, six, nine and so on.
It's no wonder that who is a true scholar wants to do these things that are not there, conscientiously complete the homework assigned by the teacher, and strive for the door to be A? Do you have a pass-fail binary grading system for wool?
Having said that, it's quite useful to do this, no, now the two top students have to be patient to shoot the scumbag's ass.
"Hey, don't be so serious with your expression, your black face is more scary than the justice. If you smile and be kind, you can think of it as a grandfather coaxing his grandson, and Nyima is called ethics, the crystallization of the art of Tianjin Wei, the mysterious capital of oriental art, is much more fun than a talk show...... Forget it, your smile looks like a psychopathic killer or a Ferricket subordinate collecting protection money. I'd better do it myself. Hey, good grandson, grandpa is here. ”
"Wow, Hansen, you look so handsome on TV, the girls in New Haven are going crazy about you right now." Edward wiped his hand on his face, and then greeted him with a sunny smile, muttering in his heart, "Good grandson, you have to be obedient." ”
The speed of the face change and the high quality of the smile made Chris dumbfounded, "You really should go to Hollywood......"
"This is called changing faces, and it is also the crystallization of mysterious oriental art!" Edward replied hatefully
"Haha, you're watching TV! My mom would be proud of me. How about it, are you interested, I have the business card of the beautiful host, she asked me to have a chance to have a deep chat, do you want me to take you there? As he spoke, he pulled out a glass pipe from the tent, added some sun-dried plant leaves, and pulled out a lighter.
Edward was in a hurry, if he took a sip, he wouldn't want to talk soberly for three or four hours, and he wouldn't bother to care if he smoked this thing to death, but now this person is very useful.
"Ha, I envy you, maybe I can go deeper with that girl! She looks so exciting! "Hurry up and bring the topic across
Sure enough, when it came to this kind of thing, Hansen became excited again, waved his arms and said, "Hehe, it seems that you are experienced, when will we be together?" ”