The Goddess Shines on America

In other words, Alice has not forgotten why she came to school today.

Not in class.

"Mr. Malal, this is my application for graduation."

In the principal's office of Johnson Middle School, the headmaster who was slightly flattened accepted the document handed by Alice, but only briefly glanced at it programmatically.

"Actually, Alice, I can guess your future achievements."

Mr. Malal looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, and said with emotion: "If you can write the column of social activities like you, few middle school students across the country, no, few middle school students in the world can do it. Maybe those children from good backgrounds, such as The daughters of the chairmen of major consortia and large companies will nominally own the shares of their parents’ companies, but these achievements of yours are all done by yourself."

Without him, except that all the exams that caught up were full marks, Alice wrote about her entrepreneurial experience in the most important personal qualities and social activities. Don't say that Johnson is just an ordinary public high school, even if Harvard recruits students like Alice, if they can submit such an application for early graduation, no one will refuse.

After all, this is not the same as Gates and the others dropping out of school to start a business, is it?

Harvard says that it will keep Gates' student status. Isn't it also waiting for the world's richest man to be free before putting money on his face?

"Agree to graduate, Alice."

Easily write down his name on the application submitted by ￡↖长￡↖风￡↖文￡↖learning, ww≈w.cf︾wx.ne◎t, Mr. Malal smiled and said: "Then you have What's your plan? Isn't it that you don't even plan to finish compulsory education, and you can continue your career with the eighth grade graduation certificate?

Both the old and the young laughed, and Alice shook his head and said, "Of course not, so there is a second thing to help."

With that, she handed two blank papers to the principal.

"Eton College broke its precedent for centuries last year and started recruiting girls for the first time. The registration work for Cici and I has already begun, but you still need a letter of recommendation from the principal here."

"Oh, Eton College!"

Malal suddenly took the blank paper: "And it's you and Sissi Lawrence? Are you really planning to go to that school!?"

Almost no American educators do not understand the concept of Eton College. It can be said that a large proportion of the British upper class came from there. And as an American who goes there to study, he will directly establish a very reliable network there and provide a strong impetus for the development of his career.

"Actually I can guess a little bit."

After Maral was suddenly surprised, he laughed and said, "Our school is just an ordinary public college, with limited student strength. In fact, when Eaton issued this statement last year, almost all private aristocratic schools all over the world were boiled. Girls who signed up. The parents simply broke their scalp. However, I am sure you can get in."

With that said, he put the two pieces of paper away solemnly: "I will also write a letter of recommendation to Lawrence, but that kid... usually his academic performance is still good, and the chances of getting it in the exam are very high. "

"You can rest assured, I believe Cici's efforts will bear fruit."

After talking a lot of nonsense with the principal, Alice achieved her goal. When she walked out of the principal’s office, she looked at the time. Now it’s just the beginning of the first class, whether it’s Cici, or Wu Mi and Ashley who are attending classes at Lincoln High School. The next thing will be with them. It doesn't matter at all.

At the door of Johnson Middle School, a black Chevrolet car had already been parked there, and the guards in the guard room gave it a lot of eyes.

Because the brown-skinned man in the car is wearing a neat black suit, even if he sits firmly in the driver's seat, it is really suspicious.

Time, just after five o'clock at nine.

An Asian girl with her black hair draped softly behind her head. She is tall and outstanding. She did not carry her schoolbag when she entered school, and she was relaxed when she left school. The doorkeeper took a closer look. It is not King Alice that the all-youth student can still who is it?

"Yo, Alice, have you successfully graduated?"

Alice raised her head to look at the guard post: "Yes Jack, I am now a glorious eighth grade graduate. After September this year, I will be a high school student who will save the world at any time."

Jack lay in front of the sentry post window and laughed, "I wish you success in saving the world, are you paying tribute to Spider-Man?"

"No, no, I'm paying tribute to the whole of Japan!"

With that said, Alice made an exaggerated gesture towards Jack, and walked out the door.

Then, she opened the passenger door of the car with a snap.

"Huh? What's the matter!?"

Jack is a little overwhelmed, feeling that the car is waiting for Alice?

Through the transparent glass, he could clearly see that Alice said something to the black driver, then the driver nodded, and...

"Ah, yes, Alice turned out to be a big man."

After a moment of stunned, Jack patted the table suddenly, and he bought a copy of the Los Angeles Times this morning.

Then, it's time to envy: "It's so cool, although I don't know what Alice is going to do soon, but it's so cool..."

It's a pity that no matter how cool it is, it is someone else's business. Jack will continue to be his middle school gatekeeper...

"You are late, Alice."

At the same time, in the Chevrolet sedan that had just passed an intersection, the dark-skinned driver said: "The plane will take off in ninety minutes, and if it is slower, it will be impossible to catch the flight."

Alice sat lazily on the co-pilot: "But I need to ask the principal to approve the documents. It doesn’t matter if you happen to you sooner, day or night. I’m still waiting to send the materials to Eton College. It’s too late. Can you afford it?"

The driver glanced at her and said nothing.

But the meaning conveyed by the eyes is very obvious: Are you kidding me?

The meaning was very clear, so Alice rolled her eyes: "Okay, okay, you guy with no sense of humor, with so many people in the Secret Service, why did Bush Sr. send you to pick me up?"

"Correct, Alice, the Secret Service is specifically responsible for protecting the President, and Vice President Bush has no right to call us."

The driver said in a serious tone: "Correct a little bit. It is not Vice President Bush who sent me to pick you up, but President Reagan."

"Hi~hi, wow quack wow~"

Speaking of the widely spread Japanese pronunciation, Alice hummed: "By the way, man, I haven't asked your name yet."

"Does my name matter?"

"Isn't it important?"

"Is it important?"

"Isn't it important?"

"...Then if I am kidnapped by you, when I call Reagan to tell, I must be able to sign up, right?"

At this time, the Chevrolet sedan has been on the highway to Los Angeles International Airport, and there are noisy vehicles everywhere.

The driver looked around: "Don't worry, I don't have a chance to abduct you. After arriving in Washington, there will be a colleague from the Secret Service who will be responsible for further..."

"Brother, if a man is so inked, he will not find his wife~"

"My name is Mahal, Mahal Odes."

"Well, you will definitely get married this year."

Alice is certainly not important enough to qualify for a private jet. The Boeing 737 international flight will span the entire east and west coasts, sending hundreds of passengers to Washington, DC at once. A huge plane, a spacious first-class cabin, a beautiful middle school girl and a serious-faced black man sitting face to face, separated by a cheap table that economy class passengers can’t craved.

Alice: "..."

Mahar: "..."

Alice: "……………………"

Mahar: ".................."

Alice: "Please, man, it's been 20 minutes since the flight took off, and I have been staring at you for 20 minutes, please change your expression?"

Mahal: "Please don't keep staring at me, please?"

Alice: "If you change your expression, I won't stare at you?"

Mahar: "You keep staring at me, how can I change my expression?"

Alice knew it, she was definitely at odds with this Secret Service bodyguard who had only met for less than two hours.

She began to take a nap with her eyes closed.

Time goes by slowly, and for those who fall asleep, a few hours are just a blink of an eye. After a few hours of flying, and soon after the passengers had lunch, it was time to land.

At the yelling exit, Alice followed the footsteps of Secret Service Agent Mahal and walked on the shiny floor tiles of Washington International Airport.

"You know? This is actually my first time in Washington."

"Although New York has been to many times, it is really the first time for Washington."

"Nasdaq...Oh, how come you said it was such a coincidence? In fact, I was surprised when I turned to the order and said..."

Alice was talking to herself all the way, and when she walked out of the airport gate, she saw another man in a black suit standing there brightly.

"King Alice?"

The man said to Alice head-on, "Please come here with me to take the car~www.readwn.com~" Muttered "There are so many rules", Alice obediently followed the two secret agents to the far side of the airport.

Washington, D.C. is a tree-lined city. The L-shaped airport building encloses a lot of parking lots. The three of them turned left and turned right. After a while, they came to a parked Lincoln car. .

When the back door was opened, Alice got in unceremoniously.

"Wow, it's so comfortable inside."

As soon as she got on the chair, Alice curiously touched the soft cushion: "You know? Actually, I used to ride in a Lincoln car. My neighbor Cici’s father has one, but his is not an extension car. Absolutely not this comfortable!"

"Although the government has always advocated frugality, it is still possible to equip the president with a high-end car."

In the front row of the rear cabin, a middle-aged man with a firm face laughed loudly: "After all, this is the Army One that saved me!" (To be continued.)