Chapter 115 Pretending to Be Aggressive, You Have to Find the Right Partner

In the second week after the exam, the results came out.

R30+L30+S29+W29, a total of 118 points.

Not a perfect score?

It is understandable that one point is deducted for writing, but this speaking...

Lu Zhou was very curious about where the 1 point was deducted.

But in fact, it doesn't matter, the TOEFL score of 118 is already quite against the sky, and the score line of general universities is only 100. If he plans to go abroad to study for a master's degree in the future, with this score, he will not have to worry about language at all.

On the second day after receiving the TOEFL score report, Lu Zhou just received an email from the embassy, ​​informing him to go to the Shanghai listing embassy for an interview.

After buying the ticket, Lu Zhou took the account book and a lot of materials that may or may not be used, took the high-speed train, and embarked on a trip to Shanghai.

Speaking of which, this was his first visit to this international metropolis.

I got a room at a hotel near the embassy and rested for the night.

The next morning, Lu Zhou took the materials to the embassy and consulate.

Catch up with the rush hour of travel during the holidays, the downstairs of the building is crowded with people, and they all squeeze into the street next to it. There are white-collar workers on business trips, families who travel abroad together, and students who organize groups to go abroad to participate in summer camps or academic competitions. Of course, there are also those with impure motives.

From the morning to the afternoon, and went to have a meal in the middle, Lu Zhou finally squeezed into the building.

However, after he came in, he realized that the queue had just begun...

...

It has to be said that applying for a visa is simply a tormenting thing.

With no mobile phone to play with and no one he knew nearby, Lu Zhou could only look around boredly at the young lady to pass the time.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a man and a woman behind him, who seemed to be discussing about studying abroad. Because the man spoke louder, although Lu Zhou was not very interested, he still heard it.

The tall and thin boy was probably an international student.

The girl standing next to him may be his girlfriend who is studying in China, or it may be a female friend with a better relationship.

With a tone full of superiority, the man talked without hesitation about the volume.

"... During my years of studying in Virginia, the biggest feeling I have is what kind of environment and what kind of individual is created. Just what kind of garbage universities in China can I look like after studying? It's just a mess and a diploma. After you come to the United States, I can show you around our school. After listening to a few classes, you will find that the professors there are not at the same level as those in domestic universities.”

The map is shot, bro.

It's fine to keep the voice down, if you hear it, you don't hear it, but the voice is not low.

Lu Zhou couldn't help but interjected: "That's not necessarily the case. I think it depends on the individual to learn from good to bad."

Hearing this complaint, the man stopped talking.

Looking back at Lu Zhou, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked impatiently, "Oh, which university are you from?"

"Kim Dae."

"Jinling University? Oh, 985," the man chuckled, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, "It's okay in China, but the world ranking is probably out of the top 100, right? I think you seem like If you are traveling, you will know when you go out and have a look, even if you can get a score of 600 or more in the country, you will be nothing outside."

Anyway, the queue was idle, so Lu Zhou laughed and joked, "I did receive an offer from the Courant Institute of Mathematical Sciences at New York University, but I didn't go."

The man laughed immediately: "Laugh, if you don't apply to other people's universities, someone else will send you an offer. Brother, you're such a braggart, can you make a draft first?"

When Lu Zhou heard this, he was happy: "I really didn't apply, but they insisted on sending me an offer. What can I do?"

The man looked at Lu Zhou like an idiot: "Hehe, I also received an offer from the White House. Obama personally wrote to me to be an international relations consultant... who the hell can't brag! You asked Do you have any opinions from the cow?"

MDZZ!

Lu Zhou didn't bother to argue.

Reasonable debate can still pass the time, but nonsense is not interesting.

According to Lu Zhou's point of view, learning this thing is still up to the individual. The influence of the environment definitely exists, but it is not absolute. As long as you are willing to work hard, you may not be able to become a top student in the second book. If you spend all day trying to make soy sauce, even if you enter Shuimu Yanda University, you will be a scumbag. This has nothing to do with whether there is a system or talent.

The same goes for studying abroad.

Soon, it was his turn.

Behind the window was a young-looking blond lady in her twenties, who was probably an intern who was drawn up as the holidays approached. But even though she looks like an intern, her fluent Mandarin is even better than that of Shangjing people, and she can't tell which country she is from without looking at her face.

With a blank face, the young lady asked questions routinely.

"Why go to America?"

Lu Zhou: "I was invited to participate in the Princeton Mathematics Academic Conference. There is a 30-minute report waiting for me."

"Princeton's academic conference?" Hearing about Princeton, the visa officer looked at Lu Zhou in surprise, probably thinking that he was too young, so she paused for a while before continuing, "Can I see your invitation letter?" ?”

"Of course, here."

He took out the invitation letter from Princeton from the file bag, and placed it by the window.

After receiving the invitation letter, the young lady checked it carefully, and then typed a few times on the keyboard.

Maybe it was really impossible to confirm, so she also found an older colleague next to her and asked his opinion.

After a while, the authenticity of the invitation was finally verified.

The lady visa officer left her passport and returned the other materials to Lu Zhou, and said with a smile: "I wish you a pleasant journey, sir."

"thanks."

Lu Zhou nodded and left with the materials.

Standing behind Lu Zhou, the man stared dumbfounded at Lu Zhou's leaving back.

Princeton...

Even if he has no understanding of mathematics, after studying in the United States for so long, he will not even know what the Ivy League schools are.

Not to mention Princeton, no matter which of the Eight League schools, it is not comparable to his Virginia Tech, which spent money to get in.

Not to mention, others are still invited to academic conferences.

was invited to...

After about ten seconds, the girl with bangs next to him whispered weakly.

"I seem to have seen him somewhere..."

The man came back to his senses and subconsciously asked, "Where?"

The girl whispered: "On the scarf...his name seems to be Lu or something? He is an undergraduate student at Jinling University who solved that math problem some time ago."

His face was a little hot, the man blushed, but he didn't want to lose face in front of his girlfriend, so he said stiffly: "It's just a math problem, there's something wrong with it, the domestic media made a fuss..."

As soon as this was said, someone beside him laughed.

An uncle who was also queuing couldn't help laughing, and couldn't help complaining: "It's useless, so let Renren Daily make a fuss and get a one million scholarship."

The man blushed and stopped talking.

He also discovered it himself. He pretended to be the wrong partner and pretended to be a bad guy...

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