Volume 1: A sound on Wall Street, Xinxiang City is busy copying books Chapter 110 Influence
Subtitle of this chapter: Let’s all take the blame together!
The key is that our Master Yuan has been careful. He did not say when it will end, which means it can end anytime and anywhere. The NYU students who just learned the news and rushed to line up are naturally anxious . If they don't get their turn, won't they miss the opportunity?
The book "The Crowd" is not entirely true, but its discussion of "herd mentality" 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 came in from outside the school and tried to line up in front of them, which of course led to a conflict.
But for our Master Yuan, it would be better if the matter got out of hand!
He thought to himself, "What a pity! If I had come up with this idea earlier and made the details more realistic and credible, I would be famous all over America."
"Host, don't take things so simply. The bigger your action, the bigger the butterfly effect you'll cause. Understand?"
"Master Ball, thank you for your reminder this time."
Yuan Yanshu, who had made a big news, certainly didn't worry about a big scene outside. But Miss Brown was a little girl after all, so it was inevitable that she was a little startled.
The black-haired beauty was shocked by the big scene on campus and stammered, "This, this. What should I do? It's so annoying, why don't we just stop?"
Mr. Baker also took the opportunity to say, "Yeah, Neo, it's time to stop."
Professor Adams folded the contract and mortgage certificate carefully and put them in the inner pocket of his suit. Only then did he say, "Mr. Yuan, even if you want to continue, I'm afraid the school won't allow it."
Master Yuan couldn't help but roll his eyes. Since the school doesn't allow it, why didn't you say it earlier and wait until the bet is signed?
But he still insisted: "Why should we stop? The real show has just begun, right? If the school has any objections, I will go and talk to them..."
"Well, I want to hear what you have to say!"
Before Master Yuan finished speaking, a middle-aged gentleman rushed in angrily and continued his words.
This gentleman is Vice President James B. Conant.
With a cold face, he said in a stern tone: "Mr. Yuan, it's time to stop this farce. Otherwise, let alone your application for doctoral thesis defense, it will be a problem whether you can keep your student status."
Yuan Yan, who had expected this, walked out from behind the podium without any hurry, walked up to him and said with a smile: "Mr. Vice President, can I have a word with you for a moment?"
Mr. Conant frowned. He had a good impression of this Chinese man, and according to his impression, this Chinese student was not the kind of ignorant fool. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that Neo Yuan could make such a big news.
So he hesitated for a moment and said, "Well... okay."
The two of them walked to a corner of the classroom, and the people around them also tactfully moved away from that corner, allowing them to talk in private.
"Mr. Yuan, there's actually nothing much to say. If you don't stop, you'll be fired."
"Mr. Vice Principal, please answer a question for me before you decide to expel me."
"Okay, go ahead."
"Mr. Vice President, as far as I know, NYU is not the only university you have been to. So can you tell me what NYU lacks compared to Harvard and Yale, as well as Columbia, Princeton, Stanford, Duke and other top American universities?"
"Well... this question is a bit complicated."
This question is of course very complicated, and even James Conant, a veteran in higher education, could not explain it in a few words. But Yuan Yanshu had already prepared the answer.
Of course, he couldn't guarantee that his words would be able to convince the school and Mr. Conant, but it didn't matter if he failed, it just meant that the news was not big enough.
As the saying goes, if I get it, I'm lucky, if I lose it, it's my fate.
Our Master Yuan still has a good mentality. He believes that even if he fails this time, he will have plenty of opportunities to become famous after mastering this idea.
So he smiled and said confidently: "I know this question is a bit complicated, but I personally think that what we at NYU lack the most is political influence!"
Like Tsinghua University and Peking University in a certain big country in the East, there are only two truly first-class universities in the United States, Harvard and Yale. These two universities were established as early as the Age of Exploration in the 17th century.
Therefore, even in some university ranking lists in later generations, Yale's ranking is lower than that of famous universities such as UC , MIT, Stanford, and Princeton, but its historical significance and status are unmatched by these universities.
For institutions of higher learning, academic level is of course very important, but if you want to become a top university, political influence is the key factor.
There are two types of political influence: the first is the alumni network established by an institution. This is especially important for private universities in the United States because a large part of their funding comes from alumni donations; the second is the university's academic level in political science.
In 1903, the American Political Science Association was founded. The presidents of the association that followed had nothing . This shows that NYU has a serious shortcoming in political science.
If political science is not strong, then there will be no strong politicians, and if there are no strong politicians, there will be no special donations for political science research. This has created a vicious cycle, which has prevented NYU from producing a US president in the next 100 years, and it has not even been able to get into the Ivy League.
The vice-president nodded and said, "You are right, but this matter..."
Our Master Yuan suddenly said very rudely: "I'm sorry to interrupt you."
"Mr. Vice Principal, isn't there an opportunity right now?"
Mr. Conant said suspiciously: "Chance?!"
Yuan Yan nodded suddenly, organized her words a little, and said, "In fact, the person who judged that the Republican Party could win 250 electoral votes over the Democratic Party this time was..."
"Professor Julian Chandler."
Mr. Conant was surprised. He was very familiar with this Teutonic Knight and they had a good personal relationship. This exaggerated and "not too serious" judgment did not fit 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 had a very serious expression, but he winked at the vice president and continued, "If this prediction is accurate, then it was made by Professor Chandler."
“Oh…I see!”
Mr. Conant was able to become the vice-president because he was not a nerdy scholar, so he naturally understood what this Chinese student meant.
"But..." He thought about it and came up with a question, "What if your prediction is wrong?"
“Hehehe…” Our Master Yuan chuckled and said, “If it’s really as the vice-president said, then I’ll either go to an American prison or flee back to my hometown in China.”
In fact, if the prediction fails, it means that he has failed to complete the system task, which means he will die immediately. There is no need to consider any debt lawsuit at all.
He said calmly: "Anyway, if I lose, it's my personal problem. If I win..."
"That's your school's problem!"
