Legendary American Tycoon

But, does this Victoria's Secret Angel also need to come to class? Taking a show, the money earned is enough for a family of five to spend a year, or more. This is different from White. Since it is a dating site, it is aimed at college students or young people who are already working. It couldn't be more convenient on campus, so White chose to return to the Stanford campus.

White turned on the computer in the first row. Although the configuration was a bit poor, it didn't affect it. The easiest is that it connects to the Stanford campus network, which White couldn't do with his laptop. The computer was loading the page, and White was facing the whiteboard. He didn't know what Evelyn was doing behind him.

After a while, the sound of the chair being pulled away came from behind. White didn't look back, and could hear Evelyn walking out of the classroom, followed by the bang of the door being closed.

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White returned to the previous differential geometry classroom. A few hours before the end of get out of class, the classroom was empty and silent. There are several books spread out on the table.

White came to the corner and looked up at the blank paper he posted here in the morning. The gray wall is still a gray wall, but the white paper is no longer white. It was painted with colorful pens, sneer smiles, pig heads and even provocative words. Just looking at the handwriting of this character, White could imagine the arrogant expression of the horse's face.

After looking at it for a long time, I didn't see anyone who signed seriously. White sighed, tore the paper from the corner of the wall, threw it neatly into a trash can, and walked out of the classroom without looking back.

A week later, White put his ideas into software, which was the first software on campus to query courses. When White got up from the corner of the sofa full of drink bottles and bags, it was bright. White headed to Stanford with his notebook. Instead of walking to the classroom immediately, he headed to the E43-Computer Classroom.

Although the computers in the classroom are not advanced, there are many that White's notebooks cannot do. For example, anti-monitoring the campus network.

In this way, White created a matching table that allows Stanford students to query all Stanford student courses. This table is the same concept as White introduced on the whiteboard at the time, except that the formula is converted into lines of code and written into a small and simple program.

This is very different from the game, because it is more novel, more physical, and more suitable for students like Stanford who are full of self-esteem.

White sent it to the notebook on the school computer. Then he waited in the classroom for about two hours before walking out of the classroom.

White was not waiting for Evelyn, of course, he didn't wait for anyone. In fact, in such an important morning that might even change his life, White was just waiting for the most suitable time to take action.

And this time-just before the topology class.

Topology class and differential geometry are different. Therefore, the topology classroom and the differential geometry classroom are in different places, and the people they meet are also different. White chose this course because he was forced to take this course by the professor last semester.

In addition to the previous lessons, if you hang up this time, I am afraid that next time you hang up in the apartment, it will not be "Conan", but his life.

White walked into the topology classroom and chose an empty seat to sit down. He hid the notebook in the drawer. He wants to take advantage of this opportunity to test the function of course collocation by the way. So when a lovely girl came to him, White thought to himself that the opportunity was here.

The girl came to White's side, wearing a beige skirt, sitting full.

auzw.com White looked at it up close and found that the girl’s face was a bit round, no, not round, but meat. This made his originally smiling face stiff, but he swallowed quickly.

Keep calm. The mentality should be leveled. Red duck.

White picked up an ordinary prologue to "hit up a conversation"-campus life is good, and there are many social interactions-"Hello."

The girl was obviously taken aback by the sudden "reach up", and cast a puzzled look at White. White greeted him and explained: "I can't help but say hello to you when I see you are cute. I am very sorry if I disturb you."

The girl was praised and felt happy, and the strange look just now disappeared.

Sure enough, no girl does not like to be praised. White thought to himself, smugly. Ever since living in the apartment, Evelyn has really learned more and more about girls.

Without much gossip, White quietly put his hand in the drawer and looked at the girl with a smile: "It's true that before I saw you, I prepared a gift, and I intend to give it to the cutest in the world. Girl. Now that I see you, it's time to hand over this gift."

The girl said "Ah", feeling incredible: "Are you kidding? No one has ever praised me like this before."

"Is it a joke? You'll know if you feel it yourself." White drew the prepared roses from the drawer, pulled the girl's hand away, and placed it on her palm.

"...You must be French?"

"Oh, I have a quarter of French ancestry. But this ancestry can only be inspired when you meet a cute girl." White did not change his face, smiling in reply.

Earthy Love Story... I drank my favorite sports drink in the morning, and I felt a little nauseous at this time.

White felt that his facial muscles were about to become stiff, so he hurriedly struck the iron while it was hot and said: "Not only that, when this bloodline is stimulated, it also activates my magic function."

"Magic function?"

"Yes." After speaking, White stood up and reached out to the girl, "I have a magic show, and I want you to be a guest. I hope you can agree."

The girl with a dumb face was dumbfounded for a while, and when she reacted, she found that everyone around was looking at them. Then it suddenly realized that he nodded, flattened the skirt, happily handed it to White, and went on stage together.

At this time, White had taken out the notebook in the drawer and clamped it between his arms.

He enjoys the gaze of these geniuses in the classroom, and is accustomed to these gazes and ignores them. White raised his watch, seeing that there were five minutes left for class. White felt confident in the punctuality of the teacher at Stanford, so he didn't rush, and didn't even close the door of the classroom. He just put the notebook on the desk, looking calm and relaxed.

"As I said just now, what I want to show you is a magic. Computer magic." White straightened up, swept his eyes across the classroom, raised his lips, and smiled slightly.