Chapter 1： Modified!

2020, June 21, summer.

Boston, the capital of Massachusetts, USA.

The world's top 1 university - Massachusetts Institute of Technology.

This day is a very solemn and sacred day for MIT students.

The Killian open-air courtyard, with a prominent large dome at the top of the building, is adjacent to Building 10 of the main building and is named after the 10th principal, JamesRhyne Killian, Jr.

And this landmark building is usually used as the venue for graduation ceremonies.

The graduation ceremony lasted from 7:30 am to 2 pm.

"Dad, Mom, go back first, Mr. Leonard has something to ask me."

"Okay, then we'll go back first."

After the man finished speaking, he looked at this handsome son who was wearing a doctor's uniform and a square hat, and had inherited his handsome appearance with some emotion. For a while, there were tears.

"Dad, why are you still crying?"

Chen Hao's face was a little moved. It turned out that his usually carefree father would also be moved to tears at his graduation ceremony.

Sure enough, a father's love is restrained and difficult to speak.

"Hi..."

Chen Wenxuan grinned and complained, "Why are you crying? It's your mother pinching my waist! It hurts so much that my tears are coming out!"

Chen Hao's face suddenly fell.

Just now, a picture of a loving father and a filial son appeared in my mind, and I felt that I was thinking too much.

"Xiao Hao said let's go first, why are you still grinding in such a hot weather?"

Mother Chen's words made the two father and son tremble, but it made sense. The Boston area is located on the northeastern coast of the United States. Although it is not very hot in summer, after all, it is noon now, and Father Sun is still very generous.

Chen Wenxuan coughed, trying to save his face, and patted Chen Hao twice on the shoulder.

"I know you have your own ideas. Just let go and do it. Your dad will always support you!"

It seemed that he still felt that his encouragement was not enough, so Chen Wenxuan thought about it and added:

"It's okay to fail. Although our family is not a wealthy family, it still has tens of billions of assets. If it really doesn't work, then come back and inherit the family business."

Chen Hao: "..."

"Dad, I think Mom is right. You might as well not say it."

The sun hit the square hat, and even though some shadows covered part of his face, his calm confidence was hard to hide.

"I've grown up, I'm not a baby anymore, and with your little money, maybe it won't take me a few years to look down on me."

"Hahaha, it's your father's seed! Boy, I'm waiting for that day!" Chen Wenxuan laughed, and a hint of pride flashed in his eyes.

"What's your seed? Obviously it was born to me!"

Before the image of Father Chen could last for 10 seconds, he was dragged away by Mother Chen.

Looking at the "incomparably loving" parents, Chen Hao's mouth twitched.

Mother didn't seem to say a few words during the whole process, but she just walked a few steps. She turned her head and found that Chen Hao was still standing in the same place, and shouted a little embarrassedly.

"Little Hao, the sun is so bright, don't make Mr. Leonard wait too long, go quickly."

The corners of Chen Hao's mouth couldn't help rising. After nodding, the moment he turned around, the smile on his face couldn't hold back any longer, it was as warm as the sun above his head.

He knew that behind him, his father and mother were watching him leave hand in hand.

And it must be very proud and smiling happily.

Because he is their pride.

……

MIT Chancellor's Office.

When the female assistant of the principal, Mosley Leonard, knocked on the door and walked in, she felt the atmosphere of the scene was so solemn that it suffocated her, and raised her hand awkwardly, "Sir, what would you like to drink?"

"Judith, give me a cup of hot Americana."

"Sorry, I don't need it for the time being."

Chen Hao smiled at the female assistant, "Thank you for a latte."

After the three of them finished speaking, the female assistant breathed a sigh of relief and quickly fled the office with the task of two cups of coffee.

After the door closed.

Maurice Leonard, who was sitting behind the desk, glanced at his old friend Stephen beside him, and the white beard moved slightly.

"Hey, my old man, is it you or me?"

Professor Stephen, who was sitting next to him, was over sixty years old, wearing a finely crafted suit, with a pair of heavy black glasses, and his pale hair was spreading upwards on his temples.

Stephen shook his head and responded to Leonard: "Sorry, I think I already know the result, if you want to say it, you should come."

Leonard sighed silently, why didn't he know what Stephen meant?

But sometimes, you know the answer, but you still have to try it.

Leonard took off the gold wire glasses he was wearing, and stared straight at Chen Hao with bright and blue eyes.

He said solemnly: "Chen, you are the smartest student in our century at MIT. If it weren't for you to get four doctorates, today's graduation ceremony should have been held two years earlier."

Chen Hao's Benbo all studied at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. The American education system is liberal in entry and strict out, but as the world's number one MIT undergraduate admission rate is only 7%, while the undergraduate four-year graduation rate was 81.0 and the five-year graduation rate was 91.3.

As for MIT's doctoral graduation, it is even more difficult. In theory, it takes four years to graduate, but in fact, five years of graduation is already a leader, and it is generally concentrated in 6-8 years.

In 8 years, he completed his undergraduate and four doctoral degrees.

This is Chen Hao's record.

"After discussion, as long as you are willing to stay, the school can give you the teaching position of a lifetime professor and the authority to open a research group independently." Leonard asked very sincerely.

Even if the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, the world's largest university, failed to retain Chen Hao, it was a huge loss.

"Dear Mr. Leonard, the purpose of my studies is to be able to return to serve my country one day."

Chen Hao still had a smile on his face, "So my answer is, NO."

Leonard listened to Chen Hao's words, his eyelids jumped, and his tone couldn't help becoming a little anxious.

"Only in the United States can your talents have the space and possibility to display their talents!"

"You are still young, you should not let yourself be bound in the East."

"Stay here, Chen. MIT's glory will be brighter because of you, please!"

On the side, Professor Stephen, Chen Hao's mentor, sighed deeply.

As for Chen Hao, he was not angry after listening to Leonard's words. He knew that the old man valued himself very much and had no malice.

And his attitude is still very clear.

"Mr. Leonard, maybe you have a point, but my determination to go back to China will not change."

"In my homeland, I can do anything."

"If I want, I can grow apples and be a gardener."

Leonard also knew that nothing could be done, and the last trace of luck in his heart disappeared in Chen Hao's words just now.

"God, please forgive me, I have tried my best."

Leonard, who fell into silence, stopped talking.

Chen Hao had no choice but to turn his head to look at Professor Stephen, a man with an indelible place in his heart.

With his lips slightly parted, he said softly, "Professor Stephen, I am able to have today's knowledge, and everything comes from your teaching."

Professor Stephen shook his head, "From this moment on, you are no longer my student."

Chen Hao held his breath and looked directly at each other.

Professor Stephen stood up, his chest was a little blocked, but he was more proud.

"You are already an internationally renowned scientist."

"I will be proud of you."

Chen Hao's nose was a little sour, his eyes were slightly red, and he hugged Professor Stephen.

"Your encouragement to me is better than any award!"

"Thank you, my dear teacher."

On the eve of his departure, Chen Hao bowed very solemnly to Professor Stephen and Principal Leonard.

Close the door.

The sound of the leather shoes touching the smooth ground resounded somewhat clearly in the silent corridor.

The closer you get to the gate, the stronger the sun.

"Goodbye, MIT."

Chen Hao took the last step to leave the office building.

Outside, what greets him...will be a wider world!

Seven days later.

Boston Logan International Airport.

A Ludao Airlines plane from Huaxia took off from the ground.

Destination: Heron Island.

Sitting in the first class cabin, looking out the window of the shrinking city.

The Boston metropolitan area was huge, but he still couldn't keep him.

Although Heron Island is small, it is his hometown.

At this moment, a word suddenly appeared in his mind.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he read it out in a trembling voice.

"Going to the West, I know China's plan for self-improvement, and I don't want anything else. Carrying the country's future and taking all the sciences of the foreigners. Going a long distance of 70,000 miles, I will never regret it!"

More than 100 years ago, China at that time was still a country that was arbitrarily abused by Western powers.

In order to find a way to save the country and survive, China sent the first batch of state-sponsored students to Western countries.

Today, more than 100 years later, Chen Hao is an international student in the United States.

He is going back to the embrace of the motherland!

……

China, Hu Province, Lu Island.

Guanghua University, founded in 1988, is a private second school.

Huaxia is the first private university since the founding of the People's Republic of China, and it is the only private university with a university suffix.

But now, the school gate in front of Chen Hao, as well as the stone tablet with the name of Guanghua University on it, are a little old, with rust spots on it, serious damage to the corners, and even the red paint of the word "Hua" is fast After fading, I looked at the three words "Guang University" from a distance, a little mocking, as if telling that this is a bare university.

Chen Hao took off his sunglasses and stared at this stele. He couldn't help but think of his childhood memories.

Fist clenched.

The anger in my heart is about to burst out!

Has the first private university in China, which shocked the world at home and abroad, has fallen to this scene now?

It's already like this at the door, I'm afraid it will be worse inside...

Chen Hao had a sullen face, glanced at the doorman who was playing with his mobile phone, and walked in without saying a word.

The building is still exactly the same as it was 8 years ago. If we want to change it, it will be more and more dilapidated.

These buildings adopt a combination of ancient and modern, Chinese and Western styles, which were very rare in the 1980s.

But because it hasn't been maintained for eight years, it looks more and more like a dangerous building.

Dilapidated school buildings.

Grass with weeds almost half a meter high.

Countless **** on the real lake.

Canteens, libraries, and locked dormitories.

Let Chen Hao, who wanted to find out, get an upset.

Chen Hao touched his nose. Could it be that the school's style of study has been so bad? Logically speaking, in general undergraduate universities, many people will stay in the school to review for postgraduate entrance examinations. The better the school, the more people will stay in the school. This is the first time Chen Hao has seen a university where no one stays in the school.

The campus of Guanghua University is huge, covering a total area of ​​more than 5,000 mu, of which the actual land is only 3,000 mu. The location is not remote, adjacent to Ludao North Station, located in Geling Town, Jimei District, Ludao City.

Because he hadn't been back for a long time, Chen Hao arrived at his final destination with the help of the signs inside the campus.

Chen Qingxing's tomb.

All the stone materials in the cemetery are top-notch, and on both sides are finely cultivated grasses and flowers.

After stepping over more than 100 steps, it is a flat square, and the innermost of the square is a tomb.

Chen Qingxing is Chen Hao's grandfather, the former Southeast Asian sugar king.

A hero who turned the Southeast Asian business world upside down at the end of the 20th century.

As Guanghua University who devoted his efforts in his later years, Chen Qingxing asked to be buried in the school before his death.

Even if he died, he would still watch the rise of Guanghua University.

Or maybe he was afraid that some unfilial children in future generations would sell the school, so he decided to guard the place himself.

In front of the tomb, when Chen Hao knelt down and slapped his head three times, Chen Hao's thigh suddenly felt a burning sensation, and he couldn't help but let out a "hiss".

Chen Hao took out the burning object in his pocket It was an irregular stone.

A small piece that looks a bit like a meteorite in appearance.

It's just that the white light was always on at this time. Fortunately, it was not obvious during the day, but Chen Hao's eyes were so flickered that he couldn't open his eyes.

This stone was specially given to him by Father Chen before returning to China. He said that the old man gave it to him the night before he died, and ordered it to be given to Chen Hao, the eldest grandson.

And the next day, the old man passed away.

Chen Hao's aunt and second uncle began to scramble to divide the family property. Chen Hao's father felt chilled. It happened that Chen Hao was admitted to the Massachusetts Institute of Technology in the United States, and there was no competition in the domestic industry. After taking a sum of money and overseas industries, the whole family went to the United States, and they didn't know where to put it later. .

This is still when Chen Hao was going to return to China, and accidentally turned it over when he was flipping through the house.

Just when Chen Hao was desperately trying to open his eyes to see the object of the eye, it suddenly turned into a light and shot towards Chen Hao, entered his mind instantly and disappeared.

"Confirm that the blood is in, the confirmation is complete, and start binding the system."

"System binding is successful!"

PS: This article is purely fictitious, if there are any similarities, it is purely coincidental... In addition, this is a parallel world, and there may be some differences from reality, please do not take it seriously!

There are some ink marks at the beginning, and the rhythm is a little slow, but it's a normal principal's text after it gets through.

This book is written by the president of Xueba Technology. I mainly write about the daily life of the school + business + technology research and development, and I will write about all three aspects, so I don’t just write the principal’s essay on the campus.

Finally, welcome to Chen Hao's world!

Sincerely, the author of the street, fungus~