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Chapter 347 - 345, This is a not serious student (Second update)_1

Chapter 347: 345, This is a not serious student (Second update)_1

Ren He changed into the suit and tie that Yang Xi had bought for him and headed to Columbia University for the interview the next day. This was his first time wearing a formal suit in this life. Even though he was about to donate a library, respect was still necessary—it was a matter of etiquette, and Ren He was not an ignorant child.

He wouldn’t brazenly wear a T-shirt to dismiss the dignity of a formal university. In fact, if he truly angered others, even donating ten libraries wouldn’t grant him admission...

It was for this reason that Ren He still considered himself an ordinary person and was content with it. He had the ability to break traditional rules, but he was actually more pragmatic. Why complicate matters for the sake of showing off and seeking attention?

Ren He arrived at the administration building and approached the reception desk, "Hello, I have an appointment with Mr. Arthur at 10 a.m. for an interview, my name is Ren He."

The receptionist was a beautiful woman. After checking the records, she smiled at Ren He and said, "Hello, Mr. Ren He, Mr. Arthur is waiting for you in office 219 on the second floor."

"Thank you," Ren He replied and then proceeded upstairs. It wasn’t the regular admissions season, but Ren He still managed to secure an interview opportunity, which could be said to be the charm of money.

Many motivational sayings claim that money can’t bring happiness to people, and might even become a burden. Is that the fault of money? No.

Wealth, to a certain extent, affords people more freedom. What is freedom? It’s when your children go to school, you don’t need to ask for favors to attend a good public school. Instead, you can send your child to a better private school—you have more options; that is freedom.

Those with wealth can choose more ways to live. Wealthy people can eat porridge and pickles just like the poor, but can the poor enjoy delicacies every day like the rich?

Ren He didn’t think delicacies were tasty, especially abalone and sea cucumber—he couldn’t get used to them at all. But not liking them was one thing, and not being able to afford them was another.

So when you see this kind of motivational quote saying money is bad, you should stay away from it because it’s misleading you.

A person’s life isn’t an independent entity; earning money isn’t just for oneself. If Ren He were a child from a poor family, and his parents fell ill without the money for treatment, that would be true despair.

Now, Ren He was enjoying the convenience that money brought to him. His email started by mentioning that he was going to donate a library, and the rest was a detailed explanation of facts to prove his capacity to do so.

Ren He arrived at the door of office 219 and knocked, "Hello, I am Ren He. I have an appointment with you for an interview at 10 a.m."

"Come in," a resonant voice from inside said.

Upon entering, Ren He saw a middle-aged Caucasian man seated behind a large desk, somewhat balding but looking spirited nonetheless.

Ren He smiled, "Mr. Arthur, hello. I’m pleased to meet you."

Arthur stood up with a smile, "I’m also pleased to meet the founder of the murder game. Students were everywhere playing your murder game at the university, and even I played it at family gatherings. It’s great, very interesting!"

To avoid any unnecessary complications, Ren He had directly stated in his email that he was the founder of the murder game!

Now, even though Dota’s concurrent online players were slowly approaching the two million mark, it was still far from the 20 million market seen in moba games from his previous life.

But the murder game was different; its peak global online player count was no more than 740,000. Yet its influence extended beyond those numbers because many people played it offline on their own!

Nowadays, it’s normal for someone not to have heard of Dota, but it’s abnormal not to have heard of the murder game. Such was the influence of the murder game!

This game, which might not make much money but has a greater influence, meant that when Ren He mentioned in his email that he was the founder of the murder game, Arthur was impressed. In fact, if Ren He met all the application requirements, the title of the murder game’s founder could have given him priority for admission.

The problem Ren He now faced was that he didn’t meet any of the criteria...

When the topic shifted to serious matters, Arthur began to hesitate. "Your soft power is quite impressive, but..."

Ren He had an epiphany right then, seeking funding is the same everywhere, isn’t it? Tell you their difficulties and let you figure it out yourself. Ren He hurriedly said, "I mentioned in my email that I am willing to donate 1.2 million US dollars to build a large-scale library for Columbia University!"

Ren He had seriously researched this matter; building a library in China would need 6 million RMB, but in the United States, it would be different. It would take 1.2 million US dollars, which is 9.6 million RMB...

Even though Ren He had already lost a clear concept of money, the thought of this figure still hurt a bit!

This was his endorsement fee as Knight in a certain field for one year! The more he thought about it, the more it hurt. Suddenly, Ren He blurted out, "Can I be exempt from tuition after the donation?"

Arthur looked at him with a peculiar expression. You’re donating a library and still worried about this little bit? What kind of person is this...

If Ren He could hear what he was thinking, he would probably immediately answer: Yes, very much in need of money!

It’s just that the pinch was so severe that he didn’t calculate carefully. After all, he wasn’t known for being extravagant...

Arthur hesitated and said, "Regarding tuition, you can apply for a scholarship..."

"Okay, give me a scholarship," Ren He said decidedly.

What’s with just giving out scholarships like that?! Arthur was entirely flustered. He patiently explained to Ren He, "For example, applying for an undergraduate scholarship requires a GPA above 3.3, a TOEFL score of over 100, an SAT score of over 2200, and preferably national competition awards, club activities experience, special talents, and extraordinary experiences other than the usual..."

Oh, they require grades, huh? Ren He felt a bit disappointed. "Then never mind..."

Arthur felt he was starting to lose grasp of Ren He’s thought process. His thinking was incredibly... jumpy!

He reorganized his thoughts and asked, "Which major are you interested in?"

"Well... anything works," Ren He felt that didn’t sound quite right, as if he were taking it too lightly, so he quickly added, "Art it is!"

Art classes seemed to be more flexible; if he didn’t have time, could he use the excuse to go out for inspiration? He wasn’t clear on the specifics, but studying something like economics or finance wasn’t really necessary for him.

When Ren He said anything would work, Arthur was on edge. This student seemed a bit unserious! When Ren He eventually specified he wanted to join the Art Department, Arthur felt relieved. "It seems Mr. Ren He has a passion for art, so fine, let’s settle on art. However, you will need to go through an art interview before admission, but it won’t be too difficult."

It won’t be too difficult... Ren He understood right away, it was just a formality then, got it!

"Just let me know when the interview is scheduled, and I’ll be there on call!" Ren He said cheerfully.

With that, Ren He took his leave with the documents Arthur provided and went to handle the transfer at the finance department. No sooner had he transferred the money, Arthur was already on the phone with the professor from the Art Department: "There’s a student without any foundation that needs to be arranged to study in your department, give him a symbolic interview."

Only to hear an old voice tinged with anger on the other end of the line: "How many times have I emphasized that we should not bring such students to sully the art!"

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Congratulations to Not Cold Assassin for his wife’s successful delivery. Zhu Zichen, 9 pounds and 2 ounces, mother and child are safe.

I’m off to grab a bite.