America: A Prodigy of Stereotypes

“They did it knowingly,” Li Qun told Peter.

"Time's almost up, get ready to go in," Gwen reminded the three boys.

Queues began to form at the entrance. The entrance check was not as strict as Li Qun had imagined; it was more like going through a formality. The security personnel thought that no one would do something stupid when an important exam was about to take place.

Once inside the examination room, everyone had to take care of themselves. The four of them were in different examination rooms, with Stephanie even taking the exam at another school.

Find your seat in the examination room. After 8 o'clock, when the classroom door is closed, the invigilator, a teacher from the school where the examination is being held, will read out the invigilation rules to the candidates in the classroom.

The exam papers and answer sheets were personally distributed to each candidate's desk by the invigilators. Before the exam officially started at 8:45 a.m., candidates were only allowed to fill in their personal information on the exam papers and answer sheets.

The invigilators checked each candidate's admission ticket and identification documents on the table.

Li Qun displayed his driver's license, and the examiner stood next to him, repeatedly comparing Li Qun's identity information.

For white people, it is difficult to distinguish Asian appearances. Some people feel that Asians all look similar, just like how the lower-ranking Saiyan warriors in the Dragon Ball movies all share the same face as Kakarot.

The exam started at 8:45 a.m. and ended at 12:00 p.m., lasting a total of three hours, with two five-minute breaks in between.

Li Qun was somewhat unaccustomed to it, as it was significantly different from the major exams he had previously experienced.

During the three-hour exam, the proctor called "stop" several times, as several sections of the exam paper required the proctor to use voice commands to "start" and "end".

Once the invigilator shouts "Stop!", everyone in the examination room must stop writing. Continuing to write answers will be recorded as a violation, and repeated violations will be treated as cheating.

At noon, the examination room was very quiet. At the invigilator's command, the candidates placed their pens on the corners of their desks. The invigilator collected the exam papers and answer sheets from each candidate's desk, checked them repeatedly, and then allowed the candidates to leave the examination room.

The exam was over, and everyone walked out of the exam room in silence, only daring to speak after leaving the school.

They're usually so carefree and playful, but when they come to take the SAT, they know this place won't play games with them.

After 1 p.m., Li Qun, Gwen, Peter, and Harry finally gathered outside the exam center. They planned to find a restaurant to get something to eat, as Harry, who had only eaten a few candies, was already starving.

Chapter 252 Golden Experience Requiem

"Liqun, aren't you hungry?"

On the table in front of them was a huge plate of fish and chips with meat sauce and cheese. Harry and Peter were munching on beef burgers, Gwen was eating fried fish, and Liqun was just drinking lemonade.

“I can’t really eat,” Li Qun replied to Harry.

"You're not still thinking about the exam, are you? Thinking about which question you got wrong?" Harry scrutinized Liqun.

“No, I wasn’t thinking about the exam. I just couldn’t stomach the British food,” Li Qun replied.

“Look at this meat sauce brimming with Maillard reaction. This restaurant has really improved fish and chips,” Harry said.

"It has been improved..."

Out of respect for Harry, Li Qun reluctantly began to eat the limp fries.

The fries absorbed a lot of oil, making them very greasy, and the oil flavor was also very strong.

Harry said the meat sauce on top of the fries tasted great, and Liqun could tell from his taste buds that the meat sauce was indeed delicious, but the fries were terrible.

Although the food was meant to be eaten together, Li Qun felt as if it had been prepared separately by two people. The meat sauce was made and prepared in advance by the restaurant's head chef, while the soggy, oil-soaked fries were made by a kitchen intern.

Li Qun drank a lot of iced lemon water to cut through the greasiness, until two-thirds of his stomach was filled with lemon water.

“I got distracted during the exam,” Harry suddenly said.

"Harry, you didn't underperform, did you?" Peter asked Harry worriedly.

Harry has a magical quality that Peter discovered after becoming his friend. Harry always makes a bad choice and messes things up, but inexplicably, a stroke of "good luck" helps him get back on track, giving him a second chance.

“I’ve thought of a different option.” Harry looked at Lillian, Peter, and Gwen.

"Gap year".

“After being admitted to university, you can apply for a deferred enrollment and start university a year later,” Harry said.

"This comes from England, and we happen to be eating British food in a British restaurant right now."

"Is a hamburger a British dish?" Peter asked.

“This is a modified sandwich,” Harry replied nimbly.

“Harry, your idea is good, but the university has requirements for students who choose to take a gap year. You must have a clear plan and a clear goal for the school to approve your application.”

"Have you thought about what you're going to do this year?" Li Qun asked.

"food."

"I plan to study food."

“I’m allergic to peanuts, so I started by growing peanuts, harvesting them, and making peanut butter by hand. If the peanut butter I make myself still causes me to have an allergic reaction, then I’ll leave these agricultural and food companies alone,” Harry said.

"You're really something," Peter said, giving Harry a thumbs up.

“I think Osborn will transform into a food company in the future,” Gwen said.

“I’ve actually been thinking about it, but I have to wait until my dad steps down to me,” Harry said with a smile.

"Growing peanuts and making peanut butter was just my second choice. My first choice was to try being my dad's assistant and see how he ran Osborne Industries."

“Alright, now I know Harry, you didn’t take the exam seriously,” Li Qun said.

"I can hardly say whether I took the exam seriously. When I was answering the questions, it was as if there were two rivers flowing in my mind. One river was my thinking about each question on the test paper, and the other river was my beautiful vision of the future."

"Both rivers are rushing forward without interfering with each other."

“Have you ever felt something like that?” Harry asked.

“I haven’t,” Gwen replied.

“I’ve experienced it,” Peter replied.

“I think I’ve had that experience too,” Li Qun said.

“I also have a special experience. Sometimes I feel like I’ve experienced something before, but then it happens again exactly the same way, like a special version of predicting the future,” Li Qun said.

“Really? I’ve never had that experience,” Harry said.

“Liqun, do you feel the same way?” Peter asked, looking at Liqun.

“One morning, I arrived at school very early and ran into the vice principal, George. George and I chatted about things related to going to college.”

“I feel like this has happened twice,” Li Qun said.

“Maybe you’re still half asleep and your memory is playing tricks on you. You said you were at school a long time ago,” Gwen said calmly.

"I……"

“Peter, what do you want to say?” Gwen looked at Peter.

"nothing."

Peter was saying that when he was shooting webs, he would always have images in his mind of shooting webs at Lillian, Harry, or Gwen.

This was something that had never happened, yet it appeared in Peter's mind as if it had already occurred, filled with a strong sense of déjà vu.

It wasn't just directed at Lillian, Gwen, and Harry; it also included Aunt May, Mary Jane, and even Dr. Bruce Banner.

The sight of spider silk shooting out from his wrists gave Peter a physiological sense of pleasure, and he never hesitated when shooting out the silk.

Peter thought about it seriously; it was really strange of him to shoot spider silk at everyone he knew.

The only thing Peter didn't have was the visual of Uncle Ben shooting spider webs at him. Based on this, Peter believed that these visuals were just his imagination.

"Do you ever have a Christmas gift you've been waiting for but never received?" Peter asked.

Li Qun glanced at the street.

Christmas is the most important day in December, and Christmas decorations have already appeared in every corner of New York.

“I used to have the same dream over and over again. In the dream, I really wanted a game console, and I kept looking for stores where I could buy it,” Li Qun said.

"How long ago was that?" Gwen asked.

“I don’t want to buy a game console now; this dream I had before isn’t important,” Li Qun told Gwen.

"I'd rather make a game console."

“A perfect game console, one that can fulfill all my imaginations,” Li Qun said.

"That's unlikely."

“Tony Stark initially said his phone design was perfect, and now he’s going to release the second-generation sPhone before Christmas,” Harry said.

Li Qun laughed.

"Not only will there be a second generation, but also a third, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, ninth, tenth, and eleventh generation..."

“Every year they release new phones with new configurations, and the prices and performance are getting higher and higher. People are using their phones as home computers,” Li Qun said.

"Can something this small be used as a computer?"

Harry took out his own Stark phone and examined it.

“The size of mobile phones will also change, and they will become larger and larger,” Li Qun said.

Chapter 253 A Sneeze

"Want to buy it?"

Gwen asked Li Qun and Peter whether they should replace their current first-generation Stark phones with the upcoming second-generation Stark phones.

Gwen flipped through the magazines provided by the restaurant, which featured pre-order information for the Stark 2nd generation phone, a significant upgrade from the first generation.

“I don’t need it for now. I’ll use this phone for at least five years,” Li Qun said.

“You’re the one among us who least needs to change your phone,” Gwen retorted.

"I'll wait too."

“Peter, are you sure? You’ve dropped your phone so many times.” Gwen looked at Peter.

Li Qun's phone and Peter's phone are completely opposite.

Li Qun protected his phone as if it had just been opened, without a single scratch; Peter's phone had been dropped many times and the screen had been broken, but fortunately it was still under warranty, and when he took it for repair, the after-sales service replaced it with a new one.

“Gwen, does the pre-sale ad mention a trade-in service? Have Peter use it to trade in his old car,” Li Qun reminded him.

“Trade-in? Do you think Tony Stark is a philanthropist?” Gwen said.