Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming

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This inexplicably complained, Cong Nianwei laughed in the co-pilot's seat without breath, and Qin Guan hummed the song and patted the steering wheel to the distance. ※%,

Both of them have already started the preparation of the graduation thesis in advance. This cram school is quite interesting. The two who thought that they had just finished two classes ended up planning to continue to take the remaining courses.

Anyway, I am really worried that Qin Guan is the only one applying. At the beginning of this semester, the instructor applied for Cong Nianwei's quota for public education. If there is no accident, the postgraduate position of Columbia University's Civil Engineering Department is none other than Cong Nianwei.

In order to prevent Qin Guan from becoming a member of New York Community College, it should be time to start a mental make-up class.

The two of them walked into the guest hall of the cram school on September 11, 2001 with a lively mind.

The evening class that I have today, the comprehensive pre-test tuition class before the exam, sounds really professional and impressive.

The two entered the classroom for the second time, and the atmosphere was much more friendly and warm. The old place is reserved for them. The one behind should sleep and sleep, and the reading should be unaffected by them.

Lan Jin's hair color is more sensitive today. The red hair side is sprayed with blue color strips. Several people are chattering to see the teacher entering the classroom. The big class this morning has officially started.

"Let's talk about the detailed classification of various types of questions..." The teacher Tuto was talking about flying suddenly, and suddenly there was noisy and noisy in the corridor.

"Lan Tsai! Lan Tsai! My strange Tsai Tsai, where are you?" A heartbreaking voice rang in the corridor.

"Mom?" Lan Jin looked at the table in doubt. It was not yet ten o'clock in the evening. At this time, shouldn't my mother, who loves watching life dramas, watch TV at home?

"Mom! I'm here." Lan Jin, confused, got up and compared with the teacher with an embarrassing gesture, left the seat, and went out to find the mother who came to the school.

"Oh, my good boy, oh, you're alive too well, wow, come home with me!! We don't read this class anymore, we don't go abroad anymore." The woman began to burst into tears when she saw Lan Jin.

"Mom, what's the matter with you? How can I do without going abroad? My dad can't make sense, how can I carry forward the business of my family?"

"Go abroad to study, read, read a fart book, and then give up my life to read, go home with my mother, and my dad said, we will study in the country, not going anywhere."

Mother Lan wiped her crying nose with a handkerchief, sobbed and pulled her son, ready to go home.

"Don't make a fuss, what's going crazy for no reason? What's the big deal? I've paid the consultant fee for going abroad. If I can't say it, I won't go out?"

"Good boy, your mother brought you home. You will understand when we go home and watch TV. The buildings in the United States have been crashed by airplanes. The two tall buildings have been smoking." Lan Mother still dragged Lan into the corridor while still persevering.

Qin Guan looked at him, as if he had thought of something, he persuaded Lan Jin to say: "Lan Jin, I think the aunt is really anxious, what should have happened, you can't go to class now Well, wait to go back to see the situation before deciding, this cram school will not run away."

Lan Jin looked at the old lady who was crying with a snot and tears, and she was dragged out of the corridor helplessly. There was a faint conversation between the two in the distance.

"Mom, how did you come? I ran out in my home clothes."

"Good boy, isn't Mommy in a hurry..."

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The lively crowd in the classroom returned to their original seats. The teacher in the class walked solemnly and announced: "The class is temporarily suspended for one day. Now you can go back and see the news. If you have students from American universities, please choose you carefully. Application. Okay disband now!"

When the teacher in the class hurried out of the classroom, the students inside immediately huddled up. Qin Guan did not say a word. After finishing things, he ran away.

Qin Guan sent Cong Nianwei back to school while recalling the tragedy that happened in the United States today. Two civil airliners held by terrorists crashed into buildings 1 and 2 of the World Trade Center in New York, respectively. The two buildings collapsed after being attacked.

The remaining five buildings of the World Trade Center subsequently collapsed and were damaged by the earthquake, followed by another hijacked passenger plane crashing into the Pentagon of the US Department of Defense in Washington, causing partial collapse and collapse of the Pentagon.

The total number of victims in this incident was as high as 2,996, and property losses amounted to US$200 billion. This was only an impact on the United States.

According to United Nations statistics, the damage caused by this incident to the global economy has even reached about 1 trillion US dollars.

After the incident, a series of Middle East policies and world patterns are still far away from Qin Guan, but the prospects for him and his girlfriend’s plan to go abroad are unpredictable.

After this incident, even the people in the United States have questioned domestic security, so don’t mention the senses of other countries in the world.

Although the administration of entry and exit is more stringent in the United States, it was considered to reflect the subsequent impact of its own ambitions and true calming events. That year, when an application was received at a native university in the United States, it gave the green light to students around the world .

It can't wait to scream with open arms: Come on, we are safe here.

Qin Guan thought of this, did he feel very happy in his life? My motherland is indeed the most beautiful!

He watched the qh stone arches get closer and closer, and slowed down intimately into the downstairs of Cong Nianwei's dormitory.

Cong Nianwei got on and off the car from the co-pilot, Qin Guan waved at her from the seat, hugged an affectionate kiss on her forehead underneath her, and asked: "Watch TV first when you arrive at the dormitory, so take a good day off today because there is no class, wait Call me later."

Cong Nianwei touched the forehead touched by Qin Guan and replied with a gentle smile: "Okay."

Qin Guan didn't prepare to start the car back to school until Cong Nianwei waved at him from the dormitory building. His life was really fragile and worldly impermanence. He should cherish the people before him.

Before Qin Guan continued to sigh, most of his phone rang in the middle of the night. He looked at the telegraph: Sister Xue, and took the phone with some doubt: "Hello? What is Sister Xue?"

"Well, yes, I will pass on time tomorrow."

Xuemei, the editor-in-chief of vogue, wants to see him. Since the cover of the first issue, the remaining work Qin Guan has been in contact with the editor. What happened to Qu Xuemei's call this time? (To be continued.)