Daily American Drama

Columbia student dormitory.

Room 110.

Ms. Ted.

Matthew had eaten a sandwich, and was in a trance at the moment. He didn't even realize that the young Ted in front of him was not a sir or a teacher at all, and he was still looking at him nervously.

Wow.

Ted sniffed it, showed a clear look, and joked: Someone is eating a sandwich.

what?

Matthew was shocked, and said without hesitation: No, no, I don't even know what a sandwich is like. My parents will donate a lot of money to the school.

Ted: ...

Boom.

Hi, I'm Adam, I live next door in Room 111.

Adam knocked on the door and couldn't help laughing when he saw that the two were indeed the faces he remembered.

Hi Adam, I'm Ted.

Ted is wearing glasses, a little handsome, and his expression does not have the affectionate romance of the future. He looks relatively young and shy at the moment. Adam knows that the main reason is that the other party has not yet become scumbag.

Without enough opponents, naturally he couldn't get rid of his youthfulness, and practiced his own affectionate romance routine.

Matthew.

Another tall, nervous boy squeezed out a smile.

Hi, Matthew.

Adam greeted warmly.

Adam admired Matthew more than Ted.

Different from Ted Zhalang's 'devotion and romance', this stupid big guy in front of him is the real and affectionate romance.

I only love one woman in my life.

There is only one woman in my life.

Even fantasizing about other women, they are all old in the fantasy. After the death of his lover, he was sad and sad, but was pushed down by the nurse who took care of him and comforted him.

The real one is to hold the hand of the son and grow old together with the son.

Zhou Shuren said: Bad people don't like to be good people, but they like to be friends with good people very much.

Adam thinks so.

Don't worry, Ted is not a teacher, he is your new roommate.

Seeing that Matthew was still nervous, even though Ted put the salute on the upper bunk and said that the upper bunk belonged to him, Adam understood the power of the American specialty sandwich and kindly reminded him.

what?

Matthew looked at Ted in surprise: Aren't you a teacher?

When did I say I was a teacher?

Ted complained: Brother, how many sandwiches have you eaten? Eat less, and there is a welcome party tonight.

Not much.

Matthew let go now, smiled and took out the unfinished sandwiches that had been hidden, and handed them to Adam and Ted: You take a bite too?

No, thank you, I'm not into this kind of stuff.

Adam waved his hand, resolutely refusing.

Just kidding, of course he can't touch this kind of cancer that the capitalist country can't control.

Neither do I.

Ted also waved his hands pretendingly, but in the blink of an eye he took out a bigger sandwich from his schoolbag and laughed loudly, Because I have better ones.

Good job, buddy.

Matthew immediately became more excited, pointed at Ted with both hands, and laughed straight away, showing the intimacy of a fellow man.

...

The corner of Adam's mouth twitched, and he thought to himself, No wonder the two of you can become close buddies. They both have the same hobbies... Forget it, don't get involved, and go contribute.

I still have something to do, let's go first.

Dude, I remember the welcome party at night, I heard there were many beautiful chicks in it.

Matthew reminded loudly.

Adam gave the two of them a thumbs up, decisively flashing away.

Random House.

Headquarters building.

Sir, what can I do for you?

As soon as Adam entered the hall, the lady at the front desk greeted him warmly.

Well, may I ask who to submit the manuscript to?

Adam smiled brightly.

Sir, you are a writer. It's really amazing.

The lady at the reception sincerely praised: You can submit articles to the seventh floor. The editorial department is there. The editor-in-chief of Cerf is just here now. Sir, your work must be very exciting. I can't wait to see your work published.

Thank you, you won't be disappointed.

Adam skillfully dealt with the enthusiastic young lady and took the elevator to the editorial office.

hall.

I'm also here to contribute...

Sir, do you have an appointment?

No.

Then please mail your work, and we will have someone responsible for checking it.

But how did that person get in just now?

He has an appointment.

...

A middle-aged man with a big belly walked out of the hall in frustration, muttering in his mouth: Damn it! Now you have to look at your face when you write a novel. He is a little boy who knows what novels, so he is a little more handsome. Take the initiative to let him go through the back door, hum! Today you ignore me, but tomorrow I want you to be too high.

seventh floor.

editorial office.

Office of Editor-in-Chief Jack Cerf.

Boom.

Please come in.

Hello, Mr. Cerf.

Adam pushed the door open, and smiled at the middle-aged man sitting behind the desk: My name is Adam Duncan. I'm a student at Columbia University. I wrote a novel. I would like you to correct me.

Oh, it's a brother student.

Jack Cerf smiled and didn't seem displeased with Adam's abrupt visit.

The reason, of course, is not because of Adam's mediocrity, but because Adam first revealed his identity as a brother student.

Columbia is an Ivy League school and is located in New York, where it has the greatest influence, and the United States is a society of elite groups, and the alumni association of prestigious schools is one of the pillars of the elite group.

Is it true that those strong people who spend their krypton gold in prestigious schools are to learn those advanced theoretical knowledge?

Do not!

of course not!

Most of them don't even bother to learn many courses in high school, let alone more boring and difficult university courses. The most important purpose for them to go to college, especially a prestigious school, is to make high-quality contacts.

Zhou Shuren said: The four irons in life, they have carried guns together, passed through windows together, shared dirt together, and faced light together.

The alumni of famous American schools who can play in the city almost completely meet these four criteria. Therefore, the status of a student of a prestigious school can first of all make people look at you with admiration, and you won't be too lazy to listen to what you have to say.

Because maybe you will know someone big now or in the future.

Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor.

The people of the United States also understand this truth, but the premise is that you are also a graduate of a prestigious school.

Otherwise, it is basically not a counterattack flow, but a comedy flow.

Lord of the Mysteries, the first clown?

Jack Serf took the manuscript handed over by Adam, flipped through the pages, and said with a noncommittal smile: It's still a series of novels, wait a minute, I'll read it first.

Adam nodded, and sat there quietly, waiting for the other party to review the manuscript.

after an hour.

What about the back?

Jack Cerf closed the last page, asked subconsciously, and then thought of something, smiled casually: As a novice, the writing is not bad, by the way, where did you write, have you finished the first part?

certainly.

Adam nodded. But I thought we could talk about publishing first?