Legendary American Tycoon

The horse's face stretched longer at this time, more like a horse. White turned to look at the students in the classroom: "I will announce this software on the Stanford campus forum. Interested partners can register with the post."

White closed the notebook and reached out to shake E Sellin's hand: "Thank you for your cooperation."

His demeanor made Sellin blush and his heart beat. Sellin's gaze followed White, drifting back to his seat. White hugged his notebook and returned to his seat, his face calm as if he were all right. After he stepped down, the topology classroom was boiled. One minute before class, White finished his speech.

The horse face on the stage felt completely lost. Not only was he speechless by White's humiliation on the spot, but also because the girls around him followed White's steps. In a short while, the topology classroom of twenty people was overcrowded. In addition to these girls who are attracted to White, there are also students who are attracted by the lively atmosphere in the next classroom.

"Hey! You also want to leave me behind and take refuge in that gray bead guy?" Ma's face stretched out and held a gold girl beside him.

"I'm sorry, I am full of interest in the matching of this course." Goldilocks freed her horse-faced hand and ran to the bottom of the classroom.

Looking at White, who was surrounded like a king, the horse face on the stage was angry. He wanted to do something to make the eyes of the crowd return to him, the sociable little prince, but now it seems very difficult. Those who come to the topology subject are all influenced by White's speech just now.

"I'll go to your mother." Ma's face kicked a bucket in the corner hard. Before he retracted his legs, he felt that his body was pushed against the wall by sudden heavy pressure.

"Which one is not long-eyed? Didn't you see anyone here?" Ma's face shouted loudly, without any reason. He struggled to breathe under wave after wave of squeezing, and heard the rumbling in his ears. Stepping on the floor, screaming.

A fat man squeezed in through the front door without seeing the horse face in the corner. He was also attracted by the crowd of topological subjects and wanted to find out. The crack in the door where three or four people squeezed together seemed very crowded. The flesh on Fatty's body was bumped up and down.

"what--"

The horse face's begging for mercy was instantly swallowed up in this noisy bustle. The pitiful horse face has lost the arrogance of the past, but looks like a forgotten beam jumping clown.

"What's going on?" An angry roar came from outside the door.

Ma Lian was overjoyed. The teacher who taught topology must have arrived. He quickly got out of the corner. Before he had time to breathe in the fresh air, he couldn't help jumping in front of the teacher and giving a small report: "These people are too much. It must be so noisy. Teacher, you must have a good lesson. The instigator is the White Engelson sitting on the far right of the third row by the window..."

The topology teacher walked into the classroom with a pinch, and when he saw the classroom, he was frightened. Open your eyes and look again, this is his poor topology classroom! Topology has always been recognized as one of the most difficult courses in geometry, and there are only a few candidates in a major. There are almost no cases of full classrooms. But today, the wrong tendons? There are so many people here.

"Teacher, this can't be done. It seriously interferes with the classroom order, you have to teach that guy White a good meal..."

"Shut up!" Teacher Fatton jumped up, his gray beard blowing high, "You said you were in class, why are you still standing here?"

"Me? I didn't report..."

auzw.com "No report is posted, disturbing order."

Teacher Fatton said that the door was about to be closed, Ma Lian hurriedly yelled, "Wait, most people in this classroom didn't register for class..."

When Teacher Fatton heard this, he became even more angry. Is this unclear about taking down his desk? The **** communicative prince has such a low EQ.

"Go, go. If you don't go, I will deduct your credits..."

With a "bang", the door closed, and the world was clean.

Teacher Fatton wiped the sweat from his head and turned to take a look. The piles of eyeballs underneath looked at him. I couldn't help crying. I haven't had such a scene for many years. Looking at it again, most of them are young and beautiful girls. I can’t help but want to sing a happy love song.

"That...this..." Teacher Fatton walked to the stage, cleared his throat and stroked his hair, "Although I don't know what happened today, I was really touched to see so many students supporting my class. So, let’s start..."

...

White, who had looked down at the notebook in the drawer, couldn't help but smile.

He even began to suspect that the teacher closed the door in such a hurry, fearing that the students in the classroom would repent and slip out again.

White raised his head and looked at the chubby teacher who was talking loudly at the desk, thinking that when his face was not good enough, he really should use his talent to fool people. Compared to other handsome and stylish teachers at Stanford, this chubby teacher is indeed a little less attractive to young college students.

"You take the liberty to ask, what is the purpose of the software you just now?" a voice asked.

White thought for a while and replied: "It is through software to establish a network platform for communication between people."

White’s course platform has been loved by Stanford students. They are delighted to have such a simple and fast course information that can quickly get popular girls to establish a platform for girls.

But of course, this is a free platform, and White cannot get any profit from it. In addition to being able to detect how many people visit the site daily, White unexpectedly became a celebrity in Stamford and has a group of loyal suitors.

There are men and women among the suitors. White left his email address on the platform, and male students sent emails, hoping that White would continue to launch a similar communication platform so that they could communicate smoothly with the cute and beautiful girls in the school.

Every university is like this. It is not that Ivy League universities are particularly high-end. Those high-achieving students who are coated with a high-quality male appearance still have to worry about how to pursue their favorite girls every day and how to make them notice themselves.

Female classmates... it seems more open. Some people send photos directly. And the angle of mystery, the place of mystery. White usually needs to watch these blushing photos when Evelyn is away, because he never thinks whether the next photo is in the bathtub or on the lawn.

In addition, for White, the top priority is security monitoring on the Stanford campus network. He used "improper" means to obtain the course information that students need to log in to the account and password. The Stanford newspaper called White a hacker for Stanford.