Chapter 108: Marvel: Starting by Awakening the Small Universe, Chapter 50

Mrs. Snow said what she said, but her expression was very relaxed.

Because things like going back on one's word after the fact are almost impossible; university admissions teachers and private high school counselors achieve each other.

High school counselors find good seedlings, and then contact university admissions teachers based on their experience.

Achieve each other.

So things like admissions teachers agreeing on the spot but going back on their word later are basically not done.

Unless that teacher is joking with their professional life.

After all, if you dare to make this joke, which high school counselor will dare to introduce their students to you in the future?

So Mrs. Snow also symbolically warned him not to relax.

But...

Hawk felt that whether his invitation letter could come down would probably have to wait until he talked to his new friend he made this morning on the phone to be sure.

If you give a gift to someone, you must want something.

What does this Anna want?

Hawk thought to himself as he left Mrs. Snow's office and walked outside.

He didn't feel threatened, like if you don't give me what I want, I'll ruin your university.

He was no longer six or seven years old, and had long passed the age of being cynical.

Others can control the flow of New York University's scholarship spots, that is their ability.

And Hawk didn't feel that if he couldn't get New York University's scholarship, it was New York University playing dark.

The real dark is much darker than this.

This is just the beginning.

Hawk was more inclined to think this was a transaction.

Just like those wealthy and powerful high school students looking for letters of recommendation for their favorite universities everywhere.

Aren't those letters of recommendation bought by high school students' parents with money or favors?

There is no essential difference between the two.

To put it bluntly, it's just a transaction.

However, since it is a transaction, it must be based on mutual willingness.

So...

He planned to listen to the request of his new friend Anna, and then consider whether to accept this transaction.

Hawk, who walked out of the teaching building behind him, took out his phone, looked at the latest number he dialed that was not in his address book, thought about it, put it back in his pocket, planned to talk about it when he went back at night, and then smiled at Gwen, who was walking from afar.

Gwen seemed to already know the result and hugged Hawk full of happiness.

"Wow, this is great, Hawk, congratulations."

"Thanks."

Hawk and Gwen hugged, and after letting go, said to Gwen: "Mine is here, Gwen, yours should be coming soon too."

Gwen said with a smile: "Berkeley has already called me, and I had an online interview yesterday, so my invitation letter will be here in a few days."

Hawk was shocked.

"But you didn't tell me."

"Who told you not to come to school today."

Gwen responded with a smile, and then said to Hawk: "But that was my thing yesterday, yours is today, obviously, Anya is also blessing you."

Hawk raised an eyebrow.

Gwen explained: "If it wasn't for this, why didn't New York University come early or late, but had to tell Mrs. Snow today when you went to see Anya? Obviously, you are thinking of Anya in your heart, and Anya is also thinking of you."

Is that so?

Hawk was stunned by Gwen's words, but quickly came back to his senses and said with a smile: "That's my biological sister."

In the afternoon.

Because of that box of US dollars, Hawk didn't insist on taking the school bus home, but followed Gwen's car back to the downstairs of the apartment building.

On the way back, Gwen asked curiously: "So you have one million now, how do you plan to use it?"

Hawk looked at Gwen: "Get a driver's license, buy a car, and then buy a suit to take you to the graduation dance."

Gwen looked at Hawk, who didn't think at all, and couldn't help but ask: "Anything else?"

Hawk smiled: "I was just thinking about selling the things on the day of the graduation dance, after all, I don't want your graduation dance to have any regrets."

Call him male chauvinist, or call him something else.

He did think so, and he did so.

As for the others?

Whether it was the big flat floor or big house he thought of, or the meteorite he was pondering now, or the vibranium from Wakanda, none of them could be bought with this one million.

Gwen met Hawk's gaze, opened her mouth, and her sky-blue eyes were shining.

"Hawk..."

"Don't you blame me for selling dangerous weapons?"

"The one who kills is always people, not weapons, Hawk."

Gwen was interrupted by Hawk, looked at Hawk seriously and said: "And those are your trophies, you have the right to dispose of them."

Hawk listened to Gwen's answer, looked at Gwen's serious expression, and smiled.

Soon.

The Bridge Apartment arrived.

Hawk stood at the apartment door, watched Gwen drive away in that yellow Corolla, then withdrew his gaze, turned around, and pushed the suitcase back home.

But just as he was about to turn around, a voice came from behind him.

A young man who looked like a courier was running across the road toward this side.

"Mr. Hawk, please wait!"

"..." ===== CHAPTER 110 =====