The person who arrived was Li Mochen and his grade advisor. Although Hancock and his group looked unwilling, they spontaneously dispersed before the former arrived and did not dare to continue.
After all, Linden College is a private school, and there are still some rules and regulations. The Linden family, which the college is backed by, cannot be offended by the gangs behind them.
However, after the grade counselor approached, he locked eyes with William with an unkind look.
"Little boy, you are in trouble again, aren't you?"
William looked a little embarrassed: "I will solve it sir, this situation will never happen again, I promise!"
"I hope so! I'm looking forward to you getting an offer from the University of Georgia."
The forty-year-old white man glanced at Li Mochen again: "The vice-principal of Georgia is looking for you two. Before class starts, you should go to his place as soon as possible."
Li Mochen couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He knew the vice president of Georgia and his important position in the college.
But Georgia was only responsible for the school's asset management. If there was anything that could be related to him, it was the latter's concurrent position in the school as the vice chairman of the scholarship review committee.
But if it’s for a scholarship, wouldn’t a letter of notification suffice? America’s high school scholarship system is far less strict than that of universities.
Li Mochen had a vague premonition in his mind. When he and William arrived at the vice principal's office, they saw an old man with white hair and white beard inside, wearing thick glasses.
Looking at a document in his hand.
When Li Mochen knocked on the door next to him with his hand, he raised his head: "Come in, Andre and William? Please wait a moment, I need to process this document, you can pour yourself a drink
water."
Li Mochen suddenly felt helpless in his heart. Although the original owner preferred others to call him Li Mochen, or "Mo", the name registered in the school was still the original Andre Lee Wildenstein.
However, he quickly suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart and walked to sit in front of this person calmly: "Sir, I guess there is something wrong with our scholarship, right?"
When William Jacques heard this, his heart suddenly trembled, he looked at Li Mochen, and then sat down beside the latter anxiously.
He didn't know whether Li Mochen's judgment was correct, but if it was true, it would be a big blow to him.
Georgia didn't speak until she read the documents in her hand, and then looked directly at Li Mochen: "To be honest, before today, I never knew that we at Linden College actually had a Wildenstein. Since your family participated in the founding of
After Star Pulse College, in the past 320 years, no one of Wildenstein's children has studied in our college. Even if it is just a side branch——"
"Sir, does this have anything to do with what I called you here today?"
Li Mochen responded neither humble nor arrogantly: "If so, I can only say that I have only some insignificant blood relationship with the Wildenstein family, and I have never regarded myself as a member of the Wildenstein family."
"Don't mind it, it's just my personal feeling."
Georgia smiled: "Let's get back to the topic. As you guessed, your scholarship application was rejected. Our review committee believes that you need to reapply. Later, the two students can go to your grade advisor to collect the forms."
Li Mochen had actually guessed this outcome, but when he heard the 'sentence', his mind was still agitated for a moment unconsciously.
The full scholarship of Linden College is only 500 gold shields per month during the semester, but no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still a piece of meat. In addition, the tuition and fees are comprehensive, and two additional meals are provided, as well as a fixed quota.
The magic energy cultivation potions add up to 40,000 gold shields per year.
Su Lai was recognized by his disciples as a 'miser' and a 'stingy' man, so he could not remain indifferent to the money, even though he just got a few gold ingots and several high-quality gemstones yesterday.
William Jacques was also frightened and turned pale. He subconsciously wanted to plead, but was stopped by Li Mochen.
"But sir, my GPA since grade 7 is 3.8, while the student William next to me is 3.1——"
"I understand!" Georgia responded helplessly: "Among all the students in our school, you are one of the students with the best average credits. Of course, classmate William is also outstanding,"
Li Mochen frowned: "Half a year ago, my SSAT score when I transferred to Linden was 2230."
The GPA he mentioned before is the so-called Grade Point Average, which means the average number of credits.
The SSAT is the Secondary School Admission Test, which is the secondary school entrance examination.
In American high schools, generally as long as you have a GPA of 3.5 and reach more than 85% of the total SSAT score, you are eligible to apply for a scholarship. However, the original owner's score can be said to be much exceeded.
As for William Jacques, black people have special treatment in this regard. And this man's achievements are already outstanding among his ethnic group.
"This is one of the reasons why we placed you in Class A. Your grade advisor has great expectations for you."
Georgia spread her hands helplessly: "It's not because of your grades, Andre. The review committee thinks your application materials are not comprehensive and standardized enough."
Li Mochen has nothing to say. What do you mean that the application information is not comprehensive enough? Not standardized enough? How did other people fill it out at that time? The original owner also did not miss anything. He was already very confident in the calmness and caution of the original 'Li Mochen'. Such omissions
, it should never happen to him.
William could no longer hold his breath: "But sir, this is unfair! We all filled out those forms the same as other students. I am sure there are no omissions."
Seeing the completely indifferent look of Georgia opposite him, he couldn't help but burst into rage: "Hey! Sir, I think you forgot that both of us are members of the school's comprehensive cold weapons fighting club."
"You mean, you can find Miss Louise, right?"
Georgia burst out laughing: "Classmate William, I understand how you feel, but rules are rules, and we can't violate them. I think even Miss Louise can't change anything. Of course, if you don't trust me, it's
You can consult Miss Louise."
William Jacques's expression suddenly became depressed. He could see that the bastard in front of them really didn't care.
At this time, Li Mochen asked thoughtfully: "In other words, there is no problem with my grades, right? Then I would like to ask the school to return my application form."
"return?"
Georgia frowned slightly, and then he folded his hands in front of him calmly: "I'm sorry, your application form has been thrown into the trash can after review. I think it can't be found.
Back."
"But this is against the school's regulations. Scholarship application materials should be kept in the archives for at least five years. This is for the school board and the Ministry of Education, as well as the Atlanta Superintendent (school superintendent, the superior management of American schools)
Review. Like you said, rules are rules.”
Li Mochen said bluntly: "If there is no application form for me in the archives, then I have reason to suspect that I have been treated unfairly by the school management, or there has been an oversight in the school's management."