America 1982

"Fifth place, Kevin Nipfen, is a high school student from Suffolk County Public High School in Long Island, New York. He was once the number one player in the New York State American Wrestling High School League. His profile states that he has won many competition honors. , it stands to reason that he should be able to be directly recruited by a top prestigious school with a full scholarship. I don’t know why he came here. He wrote it himself and wanted to get healing and warmth."

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"F*ck! Kevin, that guy probably won't be able to heal his back injury for the rest of his life!"

In a dark alley in New York, a drunken white young man was thrown to the ground with such force and heavy force that he was thrown to the ground like a broken sack. His chest even made a muffled sound!

The man called Kevin by his companions was a tall and muscular white high school student. Without even looking at his opponent, he turned and walked out of the alley.

"You damn little bastard, I'm going to..." The drunkard stood up unsteadily, took out a folding knife from his pocket, and rushed towards Kevin!

"Testify me, officer, he attacked me and had a weapon, so I had no choice but to defend myself."

After Kevin finished speaking to his companions, he used a nimble sliding step that was completely inconsistent with his strong body to avoid the drunkard's attack. Then he hugged the drunkard's waist with both hands and suddenly exerted force! He leaned back and hit the white man headfirst on the ground with a human pile driver.

I heard a thump on the ground! Kevin let go of his hand, and the drunkard's body was as limp as noodles and fell to the ground, completely unconscious and motionless.

"You saw it, he intentionally hurt people, officer." Kevin stood up, rubbed his waist, walked to his companion, picked up a Gatorade from the other person's hand, and poured it into his mouth.

His companion, a black policeman who also looked young, was looking at the white man on the ground and swallowing nervously.

"Kevin, New York may need Spider-Man in the comics, but in reality it may not need it... Thanks to you accompanying me on patrol, I have caught seventeen bastards this week. The captain has advised me to be smarter and not If you are so harsh again, please stop taxpayers’ money from treating these bastards.”

"You will be promoted soon. We are like Batman and Commissioner Gordon. If you can't handle it, I will help you solve it." After drinking the Gatorade, Kevin patted the other party on the shoulder and said.

The policeman breathed out: "I think you are clearly using these unlucky guys to vent your anger at being forced to say goodbye to your career. It has nothing to do with justice. Kevin, please let these poor gangsters go. They are not heinous murderers, they are just good characters." Misbehaving guy, yesterday a black idiot broke his pelvis because you kept covering his lower body and screamed. I don’t know whether it was a real misjudgement or malicious revenge by a rookie doctor in the emergency room of a public hospital. Anyway, that guy finally ended up Although the bones were attached, two eggs were cut out.”

"Today is the last day. I'm going to a summer camp tomorrow." Kevin took the coat from the other party, put it on, and walked out of the alley.

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"Sixth place, Frank Grillo, is an Italian high school student from a public high school in Rockland County, New York. He was once the number one American wrestler in the Rockland County High School League. He hopes to gain honors through the summer camp, be admitted to a prestigious school, and learn to be independent. I think he can serve as the security guard for this summer camp with the guy named Kevin above."

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On the outskirts of Rockland County, New York, in an independent house, on a homemade swing in the backyard, a high school student with a fierce face and a muscular body was swinging on a small swing that obviously did not match his figure.

"Frank, are you listening to me and playing in the backyard?" A gentle female voice sounded in the room.

The high school student responded dejectedly: "I'm here, Mom! Just like when I was four years old, I sit on the swing and have a lot of fun."

"Very well, I have prepared fourteen pairs of underwear for you in the suitcase. Do you think it is enough for you to change?" the woman asked loudly.

Frank lowered his head and sighed in despair.

"Frank~~Mom is asking you~~"

A next-door neighbor loudly responded in a mocking tone from his own home: "If Frank's butt isn't machine-polished metal, I think that's enough, Mrs. Grillo!"

Then he stuck his head out and said to Frank Grillo, who was swinging with his head down: "I'm so envious that you're about to graduate from high school and haven't even washed your underwear yourself. Frank, being an Italian is such a blessing. I have a hunch." , everyone in that summer camp can be your nanny, when you see them, wish them good luck for me."

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"Seventh place, Stephen Penn, can be called the perfect rich boy. Before participating in this summer camp, he had already booked a place at Stanford University based on his ability. An elite high school student. The reason for participating in this summer camp, he wrote above I wrote about boredom and waiting, but I didn’t write about what I was waiting for.”

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Dolan Clinic for Advanced Psychology, Manhattan, New York.

With a smile on his face, Stephen Penn was lying on the recliner opposite psychiatrist Dolan, closing his eyes and saying in a relaxed tone:

"I have always grown up in happiness, at least compared to most of my peers in the United States. On the first day I got my driver's license, my family gave me a limited edition Lotus sports car. I took it When I got my small aircraft driver’s license, my family gave me a small aircraft. It was all red and very dazzling. By the way, I also have three arcade machines at home loaded with the latest games..."

"Stephen, you know that my father has been the psychiatrist of the Bean family since my father, right? Our father and son have served the Bean family for decades. I said that you are now suffering from mental illness and it is gradually getting worse. All the hard work I have done to hide it from me has failed." The doctor interrupted Stephen and said.

Stephen laughed: "Don't be kidding, Dr. Dolan, how is it possible? You know, my grandfather is lying in the hospital with all kinds of tubes inserted, waiting to die. I just need to wait for him to completely close his eyes. According to his will, I I can inherit a large fortune, about $600 million after taxes, and I don’t think I will have a mental illness in this case. If hope can be considered a mental illness, then I probably do.”

"Yes, of course I know about this. On the surface, your performance surpasses that of other brothers and sisters. You are undoubtedly the best young man of this generation of the Binn family. But I can say for sure, Steve, you In the past eighteen years, in order to become the best heir to the Bean family, you have suffered from depression, autism, and emotional disorders. According to my understanding of mental illness, after inheriting the property, you will undoubtedly become violent. For those with rich-empty syndrome, as well as serious substance dependence diseases such as alcoholism and drug addiction, I suggest you..."

"Shut up! Dr. Dolan!" Stephen Penn suddenly stood up from the recliner and stared at the psychiatrist opposite him fiercely: "There is nothing wrong with me! Soon, I will be the richest eighteenth citizen in this country. Young man! I will have everything! What I lacked before, I can get after I gain wealth!"

After saying that, Stephen Penn picked up his backpack and walked towards the door. He said in an irritable tone: "I'm going to a summer camp to kill the time waiting for my grandfather to die. I don't have time to visit you again this month, Dolan." Doctor, also, next time you see me, remember to treat me with the same respect as my grandfather, for then it will be up to me to decide if your continued service to the Bean family is needed."

"Yeah, my treatment suggestion is that before you inherit the property, it's best to participate in activities like summer camp and make friends." Looking at the empty recliner, Dr. Dolan shrugged and said, "The right decision."

I was supposed to finish posting the introductions of the seven students in one chapter yesterday, but there were too many things to do and I didn’t have time, so I could only write them in two parts.