I am a necromancer, and I absolutely love America.

Richard walked into the classroom and felt that all the students were looking at him.

He's gotten used to it; this is how school bullies are treated.

Richard opened the book, somewhat unsure of what to do.

He has studied all the AP courses once, and with just one or two more reviews, he is confident he can get a perfect score.

The thought of having to stay in the classroom for more than a year made Richard feel bored.

Debbie kept stealing glances at Richard, her cheeks flushing as she thought about what happened last night.

During break, Brandon found Richard's classroom:

"Hey, Shihu, did Brian write you a letter of recommendation?"

Richard replied evasively:

"I'm just a lowly international student, while he's a member of Congress. Also, don't call me 'master'."

"Yes, Master."

Richard was helpless.

Tang Yuqing huddled together with several cheerleaders, laughing and joking, and gave Richard a smug look.

Still fantasizing about being promoted by a congressman?

Save your breath. The only way to thrive here is to actively integrate into the small white and black communities.

Representatives are too far removed from us Chinese Americans.

Just before class was about to begin, Principal George Smith suddenly came to the classroom and knocked on the door:

"Richard! Do you have a moment?"

The students were somewhat surprised, and the principal personally went to the classroom to find one of the students.

Richard looked up.

Doug stood behind Smith, smiling and raising his hand as a greeting.

Brandon's eyes lit up:

"That guy is Brian's assistant! I remember him! Brian hasn't forgotten you after all!"

"Okay, Principal Smith." Richard walked out of the classroom amidst the various gazes of the students and greeted Doug.

George Smith patted Richard on the shoulder affectionately and said happily:

"Doug brought news from Mr. Brian."

He never expected that the congressman would send his personal assistant to find Richard after so long, and he wondered what it was about.

However, Richard's relationship with Brian was much closer than he had imagined.

Doug took an envelope from his briefcase and said seriously:

"Richard, Congressman Anderson asked me to give this to you personally."

Richard opened the envelope; inside was a simple letter of recommendation.

To: Princeton University Undergraduate Admissions Committee

Dear members of the Undergraduate Admissions Committee:

I hereby formally recommend Richard for admission to Princeton University's undergraduate program. I have known Richard as an official advisor for a full year, during which time I have continuously assessed his academic foundation, cognitive abilities, and overall personal qualities...

I finally got the recommendation letter from Princeton!

Richard's lips curled into a slight smile.

Doug explained:

"This letter of recommendation was written by Professor Carlson of Princeton. He is a tenured professor at Princeton and the dean of the College of Arts and Sciences."

George Smith's expression immediately changed.

A letter of recommendation from the Dean of Princeton!

This is a typical internal recommendation letter, and given Calderson's position, it is also a super recommendation letter.

As long as Richard isn't an idiot, he can easily get into Princeton with this letter of recommendation!

"Congratulations, Richard! You really can go to Princeton!"

In George Smith's view, this was a huge favor!

Recommendation letters are neither particularly difficult nor particularly easy to obtain.

If you have a powerful or influential friend, asking them to write a letter of recommendation for your nephew or niece is just a matter of a word.

But if you don't have that, even spending $10 might not find someone willing to write.

Moreover, Brian Anderson sent his trusted aide, Dave, to personally deliver the letter of recommendation, which was no simple expression of gratitude!

This is a sign of respect, indicating that Richard has gained the approval and friendship of the congressman!

Since the boss liked Richard, Doug, as his assistant, naturally wouldn't cause trouble. Doug also warmly congratulated him:

"With this letter of recommendation, you're guaranteed admission to Princeton!"

"Princeton isn't easy to get into; I also need to get good grades," Richard said modestly before continuing.

"However, I am very grateful for your help, Mr. Congressman. Please convey my sincere thanks!"

In front of outsiders, Richard still had to play his part properly and show respect to Brian.

Doug laughed:

"Okay! I will definitely pass on the message to Representative Anderson. Perhaps in the future, New York will have a Chinese-American representative."

Politics? Give me a break. I don't want to be shot eight times in the back or drowned in a car in public. Richard said sincerely:

"I would rather be a doctor than a politician. In my opinion, saving lives is the greatest thing in the world."

The idea of ​​a necromancer becoming a doctor who saves lives sounds perfectly reasonable.

Doug couldn't help but glance at Richard again. It was truly remarkable that an ordinary high school student could remain calm and collected even after suddenly gaining the attention of a congressman.

"America respects everyone's freedom of choice, but I believe this is a wise choice! Mr. Brian invites you to dinner tonight, do you have time?"

George Smith's expression changed again.

Inviting someone to your home for dinner establishes a purely private relationship.

"I'll definitely do it next time, I have some things to do today," Richard refused.

He didn't want to get too close to Brian in public.

Richard didn't want to attract unnecessary attention, as many eyes were fixed on the congressmen.

Upon hearing this, George Smith was eager to agree on Richard's behalf, as it was a chance to have dinner at a congressman's house!

Do you know what you've missed?!

Doug didn't try to persuade him further; he simply relayed the message and produced another invitation.

"In a few days, Mr. Anderson will be hosting a dinner party at his home, and Professor Calderson and some members of the medical community will be attending. If you have the time, Mr. Anderson would like you to attend."

Richard thought about it. Since he was going to get into Princeton, it was necessary to cultivate a good relationship with Professor Calderson. He accepted the offer.

"Okay, please convey my thanks to Mr. Brian again. I will definitely arrive on time."

Doug patted Richard on the shoulder and turned to leave.

George Smith stared enviously at the matte gold-embossed invitation in Richard's hand, and reminded him:

"Richard, this invitation has Mr. Anderson's autograph on it. It's an exclusive invitation for core VIPs, not the public version given to ordinary participants."

With its matte gold foil-stamped narrow edge, subtle anti-counterfeiting features, and personalized delivery by a private assistant, the product ensures that upon arrival at the banquet venue, customers enjoy security whitelist access and priority entry without the need for queuing or verification.

This is no ordinary student; he is a young and promising colleague who is well-liked by many members of parliament!

"Really?" Richard was unaware that invitations had such intricacies and casually put them back in his pocket.

George Smith wished he could snatch it and participate himself.

He couldn't even get a regular invitation, let alone a VIP invitation.

"Work hard, I believe you can get into Princeton! Also... if you need it, I can write you a letter of recommendation." Smith said, feeling a little embarrassed.

"...Although I am just the principal of an ordinary public middle school."

Richard said sincerely:

"I desperately need the principal's letter of recommendation."

According to Princeton's official requirements, a total of three recommendation letters are needed: one from the homeroom teacher or college counselor, and one from each of the core subject arts and sciences teachers. It is not recommended to write more than one letter.

The principal can naturally write it under the guise of a college counselor.

In reality, even a fool knows that if your high school is a bad school, these three recommendations are completely useless.

How could Princeton possibly accept a recommendation letter written by a teacher from a lousy school?

Actually, what's truly important is the extra recommendation letter written by an important person.

Ideally, they should be prominent figures in the field they are applying to, or well-known alumni.

Therefore, Professor Caldersen is the best candidate.

Not only is he a medical professor, but he's also the dean of Princeton University; such a letter of recommendation is a game-changer.

As long as Richard's AP course isn't too bad, even a score of 4 is enough to get him into Princeton.

Otherwise, it would be disrespectful to Calderson.

Therefore, Richard and George Smith both knew that with Calderson's letter of recommendation, Richard would definitely get into Princeton, and the other letters of recommendation were just for show and to make up the numbers.

That's why George Smith was so eager to write it.

He can also boast if a student he recommends gets into Princeton.

Although he knew his letter of recommendation was worthless, in a few years, if he didn't mention it, who would remember that Richard had once received a letter of recommendation from Calderson?

All people will remember is that George Smith, the principal of Francis Lewis High School, wrote a letter of recommendation that got the student into Princeton.

How prestigious!

Thanks to Brandon's big mouth, news of Richard receiving a recommendation letter from Princeton spread quickly.

All the teachers and students were very surprised.

At Francis Lewis High School, 80% of the students can only attend community college.

Ivy League school?

What is that?

Richard, that student from the University of Tokyo, was originally just good at academics. Other students from the University of Tokyo were also good at academics. What was so special about him? But now things are different. Richard is actually going to Princeton.

Even the most carefree students fell silent at this moment.

Most people aren't fools; they understand that from this moment on, Richard's life will take a completely different turn from theirs.

After graduation, they find ordinary jobs, ordinary partners, and lead ordinary lives.

Richard is about to reach the pinnacle of his life by going to Princeton to study medicine!

In the United States, being a doctor is a high-paying profession.

They are said to earn $20 a year, something they could never dream of in their entire lives.

Tang Yuqing hesitated for a long time before finally saying:

"Princeton tuition is quite high; you might have to pay off student loans for the rest of your life."

Richard smiled but said nothing.

Debbie couldn't resist any longer and snuggled closer, whispering:

Does Princeton have a cheerleading squad?

Richard laughed:

"What? You want to go to Princeton too?"

Debbie grins:

"What kind of look is that? Are you looking down on me? I got 100 on my class test too!"

The foolish self-confidence cultivated by "happy education." Richard smiles:

"That's fine, but the minimum requirement is a perfect GPA of 5. If you can do that, I can try to get you a letter of recommendation. Oh, and the SAT, preferably..."

5 out of 5! Debbie's lips twitched:

"Never mind! Forget I said anything."

She knew that getting into an Ivy League school was difficult, but she didn't realize it was this difficult.

She's a cheerleader, and she's already exhausted from training, so she doesn't have the energy to learn those weird symbols.

However, if Richard goes to Princeton, I won't see him in college.

Debbie lay on her desk, lost in thought.

She had initially thought she didn't like Richard, but after last night, for some reason, she suddenly developed a strong interest in him.

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