The overall style of the campus is simple, elegant and solemn.

In the 1990s, when other cities were building construction in the United States, the Providence architectural ruins were relatively complete, and Brown University was integrated into this European-style architecture.

The campus is 143 acres, not large, with 238 buildings, of which 100 were built before 1900, and has a long history.

The school is about 45 miles from Boston, and can be reached in about an hour by car, and is also very close to New York. It only takes 3 and a half hours to drive. With a helicopter, the time can be reduced by four-fifths.

Students gathered in groups on the grass in three or five, and many of them wore glasses, looking like nerds. It seems that high school must have been bullied a lot. In the United States, it is not about distinguishing good or bad by grades. Cheerleaders and rugby players are the most popular in schools.

Angelica said, "Brown University has nearly 300 student groups and often holds various activities on campus. Typical representatives include musical instrument groups, improvisation clubs, dance clubs, drama clubs, etc.."

"If you love sports, outing clubs, badminton, bicycles, polo, etc., you will also like it, but I don't recommend you to do this. You must know that you are too young."

Han Xuan nodded helplessly. The freshmen around him were only about 20 years old. If they weren't wearing tender faces, they would be no different from adults. Along the way, many students knew Angelica and greeted her with a smile. Without any restraint, they were almost like friends.

I led the grandfather and grandson to the office building. This place has just been renovated during the winter vacation and the smell has not yet dissipated. The first thing I saw when I entered was the school badge, red, white and black, and it looked very simple.

It consists of elements such as the sun, books and crosses. The entire figure is like a classroom, with books placed on neat desks, and students pursue knowledge in the sun.

Today is the first day of freshmen's enrollment. People in the office are very busy. Passers-by come towards you, nodding politely, and hurried by with documents in their arms.

The principal's office is on the top floor, and it takes six floors to reach it, and the stairs are not usually long. Mr. Han was panting. He rarely had time to exercise, and he was still in his 60s.

Seeing the door hanging on the principal's office sign, I pushed it straight away and walked in on the simple sofa, and cursed with a smile: "I don't install an elevator if I charge more than 20,000 US dollars a year. Gregorian, you are really stingy."

"I've gotten used to climbing for a few years. The school's funds are quite tight. Why don't you donate to us? You know, there are many teachers in the school, and everything you do is a big expense. The tuition is high, but the scholarship is also high. Last year's financial deficit, and the teacher's welfare at the end of the year is still owed."

"Starting this year, I reduced my salary by half. I had to eat two meals when buying a piece of bread. How could I have money to prepare this?"

The white principal looked at the boy when he came in, and after he finished speaking to his old classmate, he smiled. The roots of the newly grown hair were a little white, probably black, and he was in good spirits. Those who could handle a pile of documents on the table at this age were not ordinary people.

"You were like this when you were in school. You would rather save money to buy Audrey Hepburn's poster in "Roman Holiday" than go to the party."

"It's a pity that Hepburn passed away last year. I wish I could find her in Los Angeles." Principal Gregorian spread his hands and sighed: "First love is always unforgettable."

Mr. Han ignored the presence of outsiders and said his ugly story: "It's useless to go there a hundred times like this. I saw her by chance more than ten years ago, and even asked Hepburn to sign for me..."

"real!?"

Seeing the principal's appearance, Angelica covered her and coughed lightly. Seeing that the boy was a little restrained, she pushed him to sit down by the sofa.

Gregorian walked around the table and came to Han Xuan to pat his shoulder: "Montana's little genius, I've read your book, it's very exciting! It's not inferior to "Lord of the Rings"!"

Han Xuan froze and sat up straight: "Thank you for your praise, sir."

The school memory in the previous life was too bad. As a representative figure of "a mouse shit" who was always called into the office, when I saw the teacher like a chinchilla meeting a fat man, I subconsciously wanted to avoid it, even if the principal was kind.

"Ms. Angelica strongly recommends you to me. This is the first time I have seen her so...fanass? Well, yes, I hope you have a happy time in Brown." He patted the boy's shoulder again, and his words were right to Han Xuan, but his eyes looked at his old classmate, which was very threatening.

Mr. Han felt fooled by the Japanese and dug a hole to bury himself. He didn't take advantage of it and even put his grandson in it. The little braid was really accurate to catch this little braid.

Like the owner of this place, he got up and poured them water with a disposable paper cup, and said, "I think campus construction is very necessary. As a Brown University alumnus, I will take this opportunity to donate five million US dollars to Brown on behalf of SoS. How about it?"

Gregorian remained silent.

"By the way, old classmate, I haven't seen me for a few years and I'll send it to you when I return to Los Angeles."

"Thank you so much, Han! I carved your name on the square monument in two days. On behalf of more than 6,000 Brown students, I would like to thank you for your generous donation."

The principal became enthusiastic now. Mr. Han threw out his hygiene eyes, took out the checkbook to sign it, and muttered: "No need, I'm not dead yet. With a principal like you, it's really a misfortune for more than 6,000 students."

Automatically filtering his words, Gregory grabbed Han Xuan's hand: "Just come to Rhode Island today? If you have time, you can have a good tour in Providence. The mountains are beautiful and there are dozens of ancient houses and landmarks around."

"You can shop nearby, Witch Hazel Street and Wellan Square, and you have a lot of snacks. I don't know if you are used to it. I'll take you to it when you get off work and take a look around Federal Hill. It's pretty good."

"Has Harry Potter been written? It seems that it hasn't been sold in the United States yet?"

The principal threw several questions in a row. Based on the guiding ideology of being both a traitor or a thief, Han Xuan always felt that he was cheating. After looking at his grandfather, he didn't know what to say. Fortunately, Angelica helped him answer: "It's only for sale in Europe, and he didn't get his authorization, so it's hard for the publishing house to sell these."

"The last few works have been written and placed in Montana Ranch. If you need them, you can ask your parents to send them. Now I am not old enough, and the authorization requires the consent of the guardian, right, Teacher Angelica? Can my grandfather?" Han Xuan turned his head and said.

"Of course, I'm not in a hurry yet. After the first one was published in the United States, it will be released simultaneously around the world. The second batch of checks will be delivered to you in the afternoon."

"Let's talk about this later. Let's see how I prepared the dormitory for you? This time I'll grab a few good students from Harvard. I believe you will live a happy life with them."

Gregorian took the check and looked carefully, muttering without raising his head.

Mr. Han was so angry that his eyebrows blew: "Where are they agreed to be a single room? Return me to the check!"

"What check? I haven't seen it."
Chapter completed!