Sister Xue coughed awkwardly. Suddenly, she pointed at the windshield.
Qin Guan craned his neck from the back seat and saw Shao help Fang open the door of her BMW while Shao got in the driver's seat.
"How the f * ck did they get together? Qin Guan, is there anything between you and Fang Meiya? "
"What do you think? Do I look like a man without principles? "Qin Guan pretended to be angry.
Sister Xue took a puff of smoke and explained, "I thought Fang Meiya was just taking advantage of me. That was what all the actresses did when you were an actress."
"Who would have thought that she would ask for more? Really, Qin Guan. I really didn't know about you. She's really impulsive! She's really from abroad. She's so playful. "
Qin Guan smiled helplessly. It was more than impulsive. It would shock everyone if he told them about it. Fortunately, his heart belonged to someone else. If he didn't, it would be hard to say whether he could survive the sugar-coated bullet.
The neon lights flashed in the night, and the breeze whispered the story of the day when it brushed past.
When the driver returned the car key, it was already late at night. Even the moon had fallen asleep. Qin Guan hung his dress on the hanger and lay down on his bed.
There was a sharp contrast between the noisy crowd and the quiet snoring of his dormitory roommates. Qin Guan's imagination ran wild. Did I eat Kobe beef tonight? Damn it! The mad cow disease will break out in Japan in a few days.
What will happen after that? I'm so sleepy. I'll go to bed first.
The dormitory's snoring companions were all present. The simple and crude layout was filled with a strong aura of life. It was full of smoke and fire, down-to-earth. It was good to be alive.
His girlfriend would never laugh at him for his lack of ambition.
Out of male instinct, Qin Guan didn't tell her what had happened at the party. All men had their own secrets, either to protect themselves or because they were too shy to talk about it.
Hand in hand, they had arrived at the Haidian Training Center on the recommendation of Cong Nianwei's senior.
They might take the TOEFL, GRE, GMAT, and a series of other tests to start their application to foreign schools.
After the results were out, they would submit their postgraduate applications to American universities in January 2002.
Time was of the essence. Even a straight-A student like Cong Nianwei didn't have much time to waste.
First of all, they were very confident in their mastery of English. They only needed to get a rough idea of the direction of the test. So, what they needed now was pre-test training.
Unlike the senior students, who had started studying in the first class, the two of them stood out among the group of students who dreamed of going abroad.
As soon as he opened the door, he noticed an interesting phenomenon in the classroom.
Just like the Chu He Han Boundary, the students here were also clearly divided into two groups.
The teacher hadn't arrived yet, so the students in the classroom all looked at the two freshmen at the door.
A leader of the two groups stood up and waved at Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei. "Come here and sit down!"
When these words were spoken at the same time, the classroom became eerily quiet.
"Country bumpkins over there, look carefully. Which side are they on? Don't go over and find out that your taste is different from others, and then step on your fragile and sensitive little hearts. "
These were the words of the student on the left, who was dressed in trendy clothing and had a chain around his neck that was as thick as his pinky finger.
The slightly serious student on the right sneered disdainfully, "Look at the portfolio in his hand and the school bag on his shoulder before you speak. It's as if you can only make up for your lack of IQ by spending more money."
Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei looked at the portfolio in their hands and the bag on Cong Nianwei's shoulder. The logos of the Central University of Finance and Economics and QH University were clearly printed on them.
The man with the big gold chain touched the red hair on his head arrogantly and pointed his middle finger at the man opposite him. "You don't believe me when I say you're a country bumpkin. Do you think the famous university you went to is the same as the others? Look at him. He's wearing a Paul Stewart shirt and casual trousers. Have you ever seen a poor student dressed like that? "
"@ $# @%... # @"
The man didn't even look up at them. He just lowered his head and wrote quickly, "Those who are rich should go to the left. Those who rely on scholarships to make a living and have to apply for scholarships should go to the right."
Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei smiled at each other. They pulled out the chairs in front of them and sat down. "No, you are wrong. We have nothing to do with either."
As soon as Qin Guan finished speaking, the two boys in the back looked up at the new student with interest.
"F * ck! No wonder you didn't choose either. Tell me, are you going abroad to study at an acting school or at an art academy?" one of them asked, showing his white teeth.
The other boy looked up at Cong Nianwei and said casually, "Maybe he's afraid that his girlfriend will run away, so he's looking for a rich guy. Don't be nosy. "
Cong Nianwei didn't like that. She smiled and stretched out her hand. "Hello, I'm Cong Nianwei. This is my boyfriend, Qin Guan. We're going to apply for different majors in the same university. We're going to study in the US. If everything goes well, we'll go to New York State."
The gentleman insisted on his point of view. "As a graduate of QH, you can only choose two universities in New York, Columbia University and New York University. As for your boyfriend …"
Qin Guan stretched out his hand. "I'm going to apply for an MBA at Columbia, majoring in accounting."
The gentleman was shocked. He looked Qin Guan up and down and adjusted his glasses. Then he shook hands with the two boys. "He Ming, this is the key."
The four of them shook hands in a friendly manner. The quarrel between the two sides was interrupted by the shaking hands of the four people in the middle. The leaders of the two sides coughed awkwardly and did not speak again.
The teacher of the tutoring class walked into the classroom and began to explain the differences between the TOEFL, GRE, and GMAT.
Cong Nianwei listened carefully, while Qin Guan found it easier and easier. The two of them had been so confident in the pre-application course that they could make a final breakthrough.
The main content of the GMAT was to test the students' basic language and mathematics abilities.
It didn't involve specific contents of economics or special professional knowledge, but it required a high understanding of basic mathematics and a high ability to process data.
For most Chinese students, it was a piece of cake. Their mastery of mathematics was like that of Americans' mastery of English. They were born to be good at calculation.
The real difficulty was understanding the requirements of the questions and not getting confused by the ambiguous English questions.
The GMAT was a piece of cake for Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei. The full score of 800 was only 680 points, which was enough for them to apply for a scholarship.
The GRE was more difficult. There were only two parts to the test: a tendency test and an advanced test.
The GRE tested the breadth and depth of the students' understanding of vocabulary. Usually, Chinese students scored low in this area.
It was a pity that Qin Guan had run into them. When the teacher had mentioned this, he had put the materials at the bottom.
Cong Nianwei looked at Qin Guan, who was full of confidence. She pursed her lips in jealousy. When it came to professional research, Cong Nianwei believed that she would not lose to anyone.
It was a pity that Qin Guan had a talent for words and languages. It was too easy for him to learn.
He Ming, who was sitting in the back row, looked at the handsome young man in front of him in confusion.
Even he, who had traveled all over the world with his parents since he was a child, didn't dare take the GRE so lightly. Where did the handsome young man get his confidence from?
Qin Guan checked the cutoff line for the GRE in previous years. The full score was 1,600. Was he insulting his IQ by scoring 1,100?
As for the TOEFL, it was more flexible. It had higher requirements for speaking, listening, reading and writing. In fact, it was the most basic test of language standards.
However, the Ivy League schools also had higher requirements for the TOEFL scores. The full score of 120 was even higher than 115 for some language subjects.
Qin Guan began to yawn impatiently. He had thought that there was some secret to such a class. There had been no cheating. Maybe he could come to the class less often.
When the tutor saw the eye-catching freshman yawn for the 99th time, the rather sullen tutor announced a 15-minute break to the students in the classroom as if nothing had happened.
When he left the classroom with his handouts, Qin Guan was surrounded by a crowd of people. The students who came to this class were all students from the English Department who had chosen to go abroad. 80% of the students in the class had chosen the United States.
In 2001, the United States had been the first choice for young people, as it was full of money, freedom and dreams.
Several fashionably dressed female students approached them shamelessly. Tempted by Cong Nianwei's beauty, even the cold air around her couldn't stop their burning hearts.
"Hey, hey, hey! I've seen you before. Were you on the cover of VOGUE?"
"What? Is he a model? Isn't he Zhang Changzong? Isn't he the handsome boy toy in the Daming Palace poem? "
The bold girls pushed and shoved Cong Nianwei, who was an eyesore, to take the throne next to Qin Guan.
Qin Guan stood up unconsciously and stood in front of Cong Nianwei.
"Ah! He's so tall! His figure is so good! We were all sitting down just now and didn't notice his height at all! "
"That's right! He is indeed a model. The closer we get, the more obvious the contrast is. Take a picture of me!" The bold girl tried to get close to Qin Guan's chest.
Cong Nianwei pinched Qin Guan's soft flesh hard. You're attracting bees and butterflies! Hurry up and solve this problem!
The leaders of both sides acted as if they didn't see the trouble here. They were all happily watching the show from the side. Qin Guan slammed his hand on the table.
The crowd quieted down and Cong Nianwei's head popped out from behind him. "This is my girlfriend. We're here for the same purpose as you guys. We're here to prepare for the exam. I hope you can give us a quiet environment."
The girls were stunned. They pursed their lips and glanced at Cong Nianwei, who was behind Qin Guan. Before they could say anything, Qin Guan kicked the empty table beside him hard and said, "What are you talking about?"
"Lan Jin! Cui Jun, control your students! You're making me have a headache! "
As soon as Lan Jin finished his words, the atmosphere in the classroom became serious.
The red-haired boy called Lan Jin waved at the girls who were dressed in fashionable clothes, telling them to go back to their seats and stay away from the two murderous gods.
As for the girls on Cui Jun's side, they were originally reserved and envious of him. There were more onlookers, so they took this opportunity to leave.
Qin Guan turned to Lan Jin gratefully and said, "Don't thank me. I'm bored!" Then he covered his face with his book and went back to sleep.
He Ming smiled and glanced at both sides. The leaders of both sides shrunk their necks involuntarily.
The rest of the class was peaceful. It seemed like the two leaders had accepted Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei as a group. No one else dared talk to them.
When the teacher finished the class, Lan Jin, who had been sleeping in the back row, put down his long legs and took the book off his face.
Qin Guan put on his backpack and took the materials from Cong Nianwei's hands. He realized that Lan Jin was even taller than Qin Guan.
Compared to him, He Ming, who had an ancient charm, was much more normal. The four of them split up in the parking lot. One of them was driving a military car with an A license plate, while the other was driving a black license plate with red lettering. They puffed out two puffs of smoke and drove away.
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