The Pacino family worked vigorously and resolutely.
When Chen Zikun came to West Point Military Academy again, he already had a full set of required admission information, including U.S. citizenship, academic certificates, and a letter of recommendation from the New York State Senator.
The attitude of the people in the school affairs office towards him also changed greatly.
They were as friendly as old friends.
They helped Chen Zikun go through the corresponding procedures as quickly as possible.
The next thing was to prepare for the exam.
West Point's students come from high school graduates across the United States and soldiers with equivalent academic qualifications.
The exams include written interviews and physical fitness tests.
Compared with ordinary universities, West Point's entrance exams are rigorous, with only a few hundred freshmen admitted each term.
As soon as he heard that there was going to be an exam, Chen Zikun was dumbfounded.
He had almost forgotten this.
He originally thought that he was a recommended student and could be interviewed for admission.
At least he would be taken care of in terms of scores.
But he knew that there was no such thing as taking care of him in the United States.
Anyone recommended will be treated equally, and only those who pass the exam can be admitted.
Do as the Romans do, then take the exam.
Chen Zikun bought a bunch of high school textbooks in a second-hand bookstore and went back to study.
Only after looking at it did he realize how naive he had been thinking before.
What kind of high school textbooks were these?
They were clearly sacred books.
To be honest, Chen Zikun's educational level is at a relatively low level.
Relatively speaking, it is because his Chinese and foreign language levels are relatively high, but science is basically equivalent to illiteracy.
Who would have thought that St.
John's University and Peking University The top student in both studies, Gu Hongming and Liu Shipei's disciple, turned out to be a student with serious partiality in subjects.
Neither Wu Peifu nor Gu Weijun thought about it.
They both felt that with Chen Zikun's level, a mere diploma in Western pastry was not enough.
It's too late to cram for the moment.
There will be an exam in two days.
Chen Zikun holds the book and stares at Jian Bing.
Jian Bing is considered a cultural person in China.
She was born in a girls' school and is definitely good at playing music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and song.
You are so proficient, but if you ask someone to do physical chemistry, isn’t that forcing someone to do something difficult?
"If it doesn't work out, let's not take the exam this year.
Let's study for a year and then wait until next year."
Jian Bing advised.
Chen Zikun shook his head: "A man, there is no reason to shrink from the battle.
Even if I hand in a blank paper, I still have to take the exam."
On the day of the exam, Chen Zikun encountered an unexpected surprise.
It turned out that the test paper was not as complicated as he had imagined.
Time, I handed in the test paper with everyone and went back to wait for the results to be announced.
A week later, an email from West Point was delivered to the hotel where Chen Zikun was staying.
He was admitted to the United States Military Academy.
Chen Zikun couldn't believe his eyes, because attached to this letter was his transcript.
The scores in each exam were above 80.
They were not particularly outstanding, but they were definitely not bad either.
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This was a bit unbelievable.
Could it be that even if you are blind, you can guess that the accuracy is 80%?
In any case, it was a good thing to be admitted.
Chen Zikun was planning to take Jian Bing out to have something good to celebrate when Mario came to visit and warmly invited Chen Zikun to his home to celebrate his admission to West Point Military Academy.
Chen Zikun was not a fool.
He immediately understood the role played by the Pacino family here.
It seemed that all crows in the world were as black as crows.
As long as they were rich and powerful, there was nothing they could not do.
Although he knew it well, the other party did not take the initiative to mention it. , and he was happy to play dumb.
When they came to the garden of Pacino's house, everyone gathered together.
Old Pacino said cheerfully: "Chen, you didn't notice anything wrong where you live?"
Chen Zikun was a little confused: "No."
Old Pacino said: "That's right, because Mario has taken care of all the people who want to deal with you, using his latest toys."
Mario made a gun-holding stance and made a clicking sound from his mouth.
Seeing that Chen Zikun didn't respond enthusiastically, he jumped up and said, "I'll take you to see something.
You must like it."
Arriving at the attic, Mario took out a unique light machine gun from the violin case.
The walnut stock, the barrel with radiators, and the fifty-round drum magazine all exuded an evil beauty.
"Thompson's 1921 portable machine gun, with fifty rounds of .45 caliber bullets, a rate of fire of three hundred rounds per minute, and it's like splashing water.
It's very enjoyable.
I used this to beat the Piero family until they peed." , they will not recover for at least five years, hahaha."
Mario was beaming with excitement.
Chen Zikun took over the heavy portable machine gun and played with it.
He felt that this thing was more powerful than the German flower machine he had used.
It had more ammunition and a larger bullet caliber.
If he became a commander one day, he would definitely equip all the guards with this gun. .
Continuing to go downstairs for dinner, Mario enthusiastically invited Chen Zikun to join the Pacino family and start a career in New York.
Chen Zikun politely declined again.
The elder Pacino respected Chen Zikun's choice and reprimanded his son for being short-sighted.
"Chen will be a marshal commanding thousands of troops in the future, but you, my son, can only command a maximum of one hundred and fifty gunners."
These were the old man's exact words.
Chen Zikun finally got his wish and entered the West Point Military Academy, not as a foreign exchange student, but as an ordinary American student.
Like others, he received a unique West Point-style gray uniform, a hat, leather shoes, underwear and a belt.
They are all distributed by the school.
In other words, after entering West Point, you are a member of the federal military, and there are state expenses for food, drink, and toilet.
The school uniform of West Point is an antique-style military uniform made of pure wool, with a short jacket, ribbed chest ornaments, and exaggerated rank logos embroidered on the shoulders.
The hat is a French-style top hat, and gray trousers with black vertical strips on both sides.
Chen Zikun He is tall, even among Americans.
He is extremely heroic in this military uniform.
Unfortunately, this is a military academy with strict disciplines.
Outsiders are not allowed to enter at will.
Jian Bing cannot appreciate his heroic appearance.
Chen Zikun's classmates are all recent high school graduates from the United States.
They are generally around 18 years old.
When they first arrived in a strange environment, they were all very cautious.
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They obediently followed the instructions of the senior students, leading the uniforms, fetching meals, and cleaning the toilets.
Follow the rules of West Point and behave honestly, because first-year students have no human rights.
The dormitory is located in an old house with a history of 100 years, with eight people per room.
The school specially arranged for freshmen and old students to live together.
Chen Zikun and another Californian freshman named Bill Chandes were assigned to dormitory 306.
Chandes recommended As he entered the door first, a basin of water placed on the door splashed down, giving him a chill, and he suddenly turned into a drowned rat.
Chen Zikun couldn't dodge, and his trousers were also splashed wet, and the room burst into laughter.
"Fuck" Bill opened his mouth to curse, and his laughter stopped immediately.
A group of senior students stared at them coldly, like beasts sizing up their prey.
Bill didn't dare to scold anymore, so he walked in silently and put his luggage on the bed near the door.
An upperclassman threw a mop over: "Don't forget to clean the floor."
Chen Zikun walked in immediately.
The senior students immediately whistled when they saw an Asian face, but they soon discovered that this Asian was completely different from the Asians in their impressions.
In the minds of most Americans, Here, the Chinese are thin and wretched with pigtails, and the Japanese are dwarfs with beards and strange hairstyles.
But this new student looks neither Chinese nor Japanese.
He was six feet tall, taller than any of them.
He was handsome, with a high nose and shining eyes.
Even by European and American standards, he was considered a handsome man.
What was even more intolerable was his stern look.
The momentum in the world is as if West Point Military Academy was run by his family.
The senior students stopped whistling and watched silently as Chen Zikun placed luggage on the other bed near the door.
Suddenly, a blond boy with the rank of West Point Sergeant Cadet on his shoulder said: "Hi, Privates, I am the leader of this dormitory.
My name is George Howard.
You must obey me from now on.
At West Point, the words of senior students are military orders that cannot be disobeyed.
Do you understand?"
Bill said slowly: "Got it."
George immediately roared: "At West Point, there is no such answer.
In front of your commander, you only have four answers: "Yes, sir"; "No, sir"; "I don't know, sir"; "No excuse" , sir".
Do you understand?"
When he said this, the tip of his nose was almost close to the tip of Bill's nose, and his face was even more ferocious.
Bill was frightened by his aura, with sweat beads on his forehead, and he replied obediently: "Yes, sir." ” "Are you sick?
You're so weak like a pussy, say it again" George yelled again.
"Yes, sir" Bill shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Can't hear" George still wasn't going to let him go.
"Yes, sir," Bill said at the top of his lungs.
Seeing Bill's embarrassment, George was finally satisfied.
He turned to Chen Zikun and looked him up and down.
He also wanted to press close to the tip of Chen Zikun's nose to show off his authority, but the size difference was too big, so he had to take a step back and said sternly: "Did you hear what I just said?"
"Yes, sir."
Chen Zikun put his hands close to the seam of his trousers, raised his head, straightened his chest and lowered his abdomen, looked down and roared, which made the windows buzz and made the seniors' eardrums even more painful.
They all grinned and rolled their eyes.
Little did he know that this was the Shaolin stunt of the Lion's Roar, but Chen Zikun was still merciful.
If he used all his strength, these people's eardrums would be perforated on the spot.
George didn't expect this Asian to have such a skill.
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It would be difficult to say something like I couldn't hear his voice.
If he yelled again, I'm afraid the glass in the dormitory would have to be replaced, so George had to pretend to be dignified.
He nodded, thinking that there will be many opportunities in the future, and I don’t believe I can’t catch your pigtails
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