Seeing the leaders of one of the world's most famous universities gradually fade away, Zhang Lisheng suddenly felt from the bottom of his heart that wealth is really a magical thing, especially in a society that emphasizes "fair trading".

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard Stephen beside him shouting loudly. "Principal Hannis, I have found such a generous donor for the school. Can I get a fixed parking space outside the laboratory building?"

“Sorry Professor Stephen, money doesn’t allow us to get everything we want.

If you want to get a fixed parking space, you should win the Nobel Prize in Biomedical Science first." Hannis waved his hand without looking back and got into his car, completely ignoring Stephen's next roar. "Hehe, that prize should be awarded to me after I successfully conducted the 'Dolphin Brain Thalicoid Assembling Test' twenty-five years ago."

Hearing this sentence, Magette, who was beside him, immediately lowered his voice with a pale face and said, "Stephen, are you crazy? You dare to shout out that damn experiment in public.

At that time, you secretly dissected the brains of more than 100 white-finned dolphins without permission. This scandal is enough to ruin you now."

"It is because you have so many concerns that you waste your talent and will never become a great scientist, Magette," Stephen curled his lips disdainfully at his friend's warning, "Let's go, Li Sheng, I'll take you to register for admission, and you can guarantee that you can get a degree of 'Doctor of Science' at Stanford in up to three years."

"Stephen, hell, you can't instill such a promise in your students before entering school..."

"Come on, Magte, this child has made much greater contributions to the development of biology than you. You can get a 'Doctor of Science' degree, of course he can do it." Stephen waved his hand disapprovingly, and Zhang Lisheng left with an awkward expression.

The two drove for a long time and moved to a new campus. It was as congested as the crowds of people at the supermarket discount on Sunday and caught Zhang Lisheng's eyes.

Stephen slowly parked the car to the side of the road, "Do you still think Stanford's campus is deserted?"

"It seems I'm wrong, professor," Zhang Lisheng opened his mouth, "It's so lively here. We may have to queue until two o'clock in the middle of the night to complete the admission procedures."

"You are wrong again. The admission procedures for ordinary freshmen can be completed by themselves on any computer on Stanford University's local area network. Most of these children come to choose clubs."

"Then what I'm here for? I'm not interested in club activities." Zhang Lisheng walked out of the car, followed Stephen, and followed the shade of the trees, avoiding the happy expressions of Stanford freshmen, finally squeezed into a three-story wide-eaves office building with reddish brown appearance.

Entering the corridor of the office building, the surrounding environment suddenly became quiet, and Stephen took a breath, "Of course I know this, remember that you didn't join any club in Lobage.

I brought you here because you are a 'chartered student'. According to Stanford's old school rules, you must pass the registration of the Student Management Office staff before you can be considered officially admitted.

Turn left and the seventh door should be this." He took a step and counted it to the old and thick wooden door on the office building floor.

The young man followed him and said with a smile: "Then let's complete the registration as soon as possible, professor.

I forgot to tell you that my secretary has prepared a mansion with two swimming pools for me near Silicon Valley. You are welcome to visit today."

"Sounds great." Stephen nodded, knocked on the door and walked into the office.

The office looks ordinary, not too small, with an office desk, two office chairs facing each other and two beige sofas separated by a coffee table. The furniture style is a bit old, but they all look solid and durable, with a heavy California practical style.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the office owner, a white man between the ages of forty and fifty, who looked serious and dull, wearing a clean and straight gray old suit, with a dry face like bacon, raised his head and asked expressionlessly: "Is there anything wrong, gentlemen?"

"Hello Mr. Feigri, I am Stephen Pigros from the Department of Biology, I called you in the morning."

"Oh, hello Professor Stephen, are you here to handle the admission procedures for the specially recruited graduate students? Please sit and wait for a while," the white man who was working as a doctor stood up and shook hands with Stephen, looked at Zhang Lisheng, and pointed to the office chair directly opposite him, "You are sitting here young people."

"Yes, sir." Zhang Lisheng sat in the office chair very properly.

"Your name is, lisheng.zhang (Zhang Lisheng)...." After fiddling with his keyboard for a while, Feigeli looked at the computer screen on his desk, asked the young man a few extremely simple questions, made a record, stood up, and took the initiative to stretch out his hand and said, "Okay, Mr. Zhang Lisheng, congratulations, you have become the youngest graduate student in the Department of Biology at Stanford University."

"Thank you, Mr. Feigri, I can't wait to become a member of this great university. In fact, in order to better integrate into Stanford, I even bought a house here." Zhang Lisheng shook hands with the middle-aged man who was thinner than himself in front of him, and said casually: "Then I won't disturb your office..."

"Wait for Mr. Zhang Lisheng, there is one thing I want to remind you. If you buy a house at Stanford, it's a pity that you may not be able to use it unless you are on holidays, because you usually have to live in the school."

"Why?" Zhang Lisheng was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "Isn't this Stanford "Dieluftder Freiheitweht (the wind of freedom will always blow)? Will students force their living on campus?"

"Mr. Feigri, my student is a graduate student, not a freshman or transfer student. Although he does enroll in the first year, the mandatory accommodation regulations cannot be used by him." Stephen also said.

"You misunderstood Professor Stephen. It was not that we asked your students to live on campus, but that Mr. Zhang Lisheng's mother, Ms. Lili.li (Li Lili), asked his son to live on campus.

According to California law, Mr. Zhang Lisheng has the right to make this claim as a guardian before he is under twenty-three years old."

Zhang Lisheng was stunned when he heard such an answer. He knew very well that since he knew that his career had risen rapidly at a bizarre speed and had increasingly huge influence, his mother as an educator has always wanted to cultivate him to establish a positive and positive worldview.

In the last few days of Stanford, Lili repeatedly emphasized how important it is to contact people of her age and make more friends, and not think she is better than everyone else, and learn to be humble from the bottom of her heart, etc., which may seem irrelevant, how important and precious wealth it is for a person's life.

Now Zhang Lisheng understood the intention of his mother saying those words, and could more or less understand his painstaking efforts in doing so, but for him, who had spent nearly a year to practice continuously using secret methods;

Another indigenous tribe was forcibly destroyed on the island of the ‘Another World’. By hunting two tribe guardians and thousands of local people, the ‘Witch’, who finally completed one-third of the practice of the Land Witch, lived in the same dormitory with strange classmates in college and carefully practiced secret techniques at night. It was really difficult.

"I don't understand why California has such absurd law, Mr. Feigry," so his calm expression gradually changed. The tough trait of a domineering 'big figure' was involuntarily emitted. Zhang Lisheng raised an objection, "I can run for the mayor of Stanford after I turn 18, but I must be forced to live in the school..."

“I said Mr. Zhang Lisheng, this is not a forced residence in the school, but your mother, Ms. Li Lili, proposed in accordance with California law that Stanford University must, under her authorization, take over the custody of not buying and selling alcoholic beverages and tobacco privately;

and must fulfill the obligation to provide accommodation for students.

This law came from the alcohol abstinence period in the 1930s. At that time, California was still a barren land. Most universities here were unable to provide students with necessary accommodation conditions. Many young people who went to college lived outside and slowly learned to make some pocket money by selling private wine. Later…” Feige explained in detail.

“What if I had to live outside?”

“That’s only three ways, or you drop out of school at Stanford;

Or ask your mother to withdraw the application;

Or you sue California in the US federal court for this decree unconstitutional and win.” Feigri said seriously.

"Mr. Feigri, I just donated 50 million meters to this university..." Zhang Lisheng was slandered for a moment and had to use his trump card.

Feigri was stunned and said in a formulaic manner: "It seems that I am too slow to you. Mr. Zhang Lisheng. Thank you for your donation to Stanford University. Please believe that every point of your donation will become the cornerstone of human scientific progress.

But this matter has nothing to do with what we just talked about. The law is the law, and I am sorry."

Zhang Lisheng opened his mouth and turned his eyes to Stephen. Then he saw the professor who had always been unruly in his mind shrugging and said helplessly: "What Mr. Feigley said to Lisheng is law.

But don’t worry, there are always ways to adapt to things. As a graduate student, if you are really not used to living in the dormitory, you can stay in the laboratory all night long. This is how I did when I was in college.”
Chapter completed!