Subtitle of this chapter: Everyone will bear the blame together!

The key is that our Master Yuan has taken a special mind. He didn't say when it will end, which means it can end anytime and anywhere. Now the nyu students who have just heard the news are naturally anxious. If this is not on the way, wouldn't it be a missed opportunity?

The book "The Mob" is not all true, but the discussion of "herd psychology" is still very insightful. In this atmosphere, no one really thought that the Chinese would really win.

At this time, a large group of people suddenly rushed in from outside the school and were ahead of them, which of course would lead to a conflict.

For our Master Yuan, it would be better if we make a big fuss!

He thought to himself, it was a pity. If I had come up with this idea earlier and make the details more realistic and credible in advance, I would have become famous in the whole of America.

"Host, don't think things are so simple. The bigger your movements, the greater the butterfly effect will be caused. Understand?"

"Master Ball, thank you for reminding me this time."

Yuan Yanshu, who made a big news, certainly was not worried about a big scene outside. But Miss Brown was a little surprised after all.

The young and black-haired beauty who was shocked by the big scene on campus said stutteringly, "This, this. What should I do? I'm so angry, why don't I stop?"

Mr. Baker took the opportunity to say, "Yes, Neo, it's time to stop."

Professor Adams carefully folded the contract and mortgage certificates and placed them carefully in the inner bag of the suit. At this time, he spoke: "Mr. Yuan, even if you want to continue, the school may not allow it."

Master Yuan couldn't help rolling his eyes. Since the school did not allow it, you didn't say it earlier and you had to wait until you signed the bet before you talk.

However, he insisted: "Why should I stop? The show will start? If the school has any objections, I will tell them..."

"Okay, I want to hear what you said!"

Before Master Yuan finished speaking, a middle-aged gentleman rushed in angrily and happened to follow his words.

This is Mr. James B. Conant.

With a frosty face, he said in a stern tone: "Mr. Yuan, it's time to stop this farce. Otherwise, don't talk about your application for a doctoral thesis defense, or whether you can retain your academic status will be a question."

As expected, Yuan Yan suddenly walked out of the podium calmly, walked to him and said with a smile: "Mr. Vice Principal, can you speak with a step?"

Mr. Conant frowned. He had a good impression of this Chinese person. And according to his impression, this Chinese student was not the kind of ignorant who was ignorant. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe that neo-yaun could make such big news.

So he pondered for a moment and said, "Well... OK."

The two walked to a corner of the classroom, and everyone next to them tactfully stayed away from that corner, making them whisper.

"Mr. Yuan, there is nothing to say. If you don't stop, just wait for the fire."

"Sir Vice Principal, please answer me a question before you decide to fire me."

"Okay, please speak."

"Mr. Vice President, as far as I know, nyu is not the only university you have stayed in. So can you tell me that nyu is missing something compared to Harvard and Yale, Columbia, Princeton, Stanford, and Duke, etc.?"

"Well...this question is a bit complicated."

Of course, this question is very complicated. Even James Conant, a senior higher education worker, can't explain it clearly in one sentence. However, Yuan Yan had already prepared the answer.

Of course, he couldn't guarantee that his words would convince the school and Mr. Conant, but it didn't matter if they failed. It was just that the news was not big enough.

The so-called "I am lucky if I get it, but I am lucky if I lose it."

Our Master Yuan has a good mentality. Anyway, he believes that even if it doesn’t work this time, he will have the opportunity to become famous all over the world after mastering this routine.

So he smiled slightly and said confidently: "I know this problem is a bit complicated, but I personally think that what we lack the most is political influence!"

Like Tsinghua University and Peking University, a major country in the East, there are only two first-class universities in the United States, namely Harvard and Yale. These two universities were born as early as the 17th century Age of Discovery.

So even if Yale's rankings on some later universities are lower than prestigious universities such as Berkeley, MIT, Stanford, and Princeton, its historical significance and status are not comparable to those of these universities.

For higher education institutions, academic level is of course very important, but if you want to become a top prestigious university, political influence is the key factor.

There are two types of political influence: the first is the alumni network established by a certain institution, which is particularly important for private universities in the United States, because most of their funding comes from alumni donations; the second is the academic level of political science in universities.

In 1903, the American Political Society was established. The subsequent presidents of the society had nothing to do with NYU. It can be seen that New York University has extremely serious shortcomings in political science.

If political science is not strong, it will not be able to cultivate powerful politicians, and if there is no strong politician, it will not be able to donate specifically to study political science. This has created a vicious cycle that will not only not be able to produce an American president in the next hundred years, but not even the Ivy League will be squeezed in.

The vice principal nodded and said, "You are right, but this matter..."

Our Master Yuan suddenly spoke impolitely: "I'm sorry, I'll interrupt you."

"Mr. Vice Principal, isn't there a chance now?"

Mr. Conant said suspiciously: "Opportunity?!"

Yuan Yan nodded suddenly, organized her own language and said, "Actually, the person who judged that the Republican Party can beat the Democratic Party's 250 electoral votes this time is..."

"Professor Yulian Chandler."

Mr. Conant was surprised. He was still very familiar with this Teutonic Knight, and his personal relationship was good. This exaggerated and "not serious" judgment did not conform to his personality... Well, style.

So he couldn't help but blurt out, "Professor Chandler! Are you kidding?"

"I'm really not kidding, it's Professor Chandler." Our Master Yuan's expression was very serious, but he squeezed his eyes at the vice president and continued, "If the prediction is accurate this time, it's the prediction made by Professor Chandler."

"Oh...I understand!"

If Mr. Conant is not a nerd scholar if he can become the vice principal, he naturally understands what this Chinese student means.

"But..." He thought about it and thought of a question, "What if your prediction is wrong?"

"Hahaha..." Our Master Yuan chuckled, "If it was really like the Vice Principal said, then I would either go to the American prison or escape back to my hometown in China."

In fact, if the prediction fails, it means that he cannot complete the system task, which is just a direct burp. There is no need to consider any debt lawsuit.

He said calmly: "Anyway, losing is my personal problem. If you win, it will be me and..."
Chapter completed!