America: A Prodigy of Stereotypes

Gwen muttered to herself while looking down at her speech for a while, and both Li Qun and Peter heard her heavy breathing.

"Well written."

Gwen rubbed her nose, her emotions not as intense as Peter's.

"How did you come up with all this?" Gwen scrutinized Li Qun.

“It came to mind as naturally as breathing,” Li Qun replied.

“Luckily, letter writing isn’t popular anymore, otherwise you would have fooled a lot of girls,” Gwen said to Li Qun.

“Liqun just doesn’t want to; his mouth isn’t just for show,” Peter joked, joining in Gwen’s banter.

“I can write to Mary Jane, Peter, you be careful,” Li Qun said.

“If you like Mary Jane, then I guess I’ll just have to accept my fate,” Peter said.

“Peter, your love for Mary Jane doesn’t surpass your love for Lillian,” Gwen said, looking at Peter.

“I take back what I just said. I hope you and Mary Jane are locked together forever,” Li Qun said.

Peter suddenly sighed, and Li Qun and Gwen knew what Peter was thinking again.

"Have you made any plans for the summer vacation?" Li Qun asked Peter.

“What plan? Did I say I was planning anything?” Peter asked.

“Of course, it’s your plan to confess your feelings,” Li Qun said.

“Mary Jane has received her university acceptance letter and paid the deposit. She will definitely be returning to New York to attend university. If you can't solidify your relationship before the start of the semester, your chances of being together later will depend on luck,” Gwen said.

"Would Mary Jane lack suitors at university? Certainly not," Li Qun added.

"So, what is the plan?" Peter asked, looking at the two strategists who were advising him.

“Peter, first find out what your neighbors are saying and where Mary Jane will stay after she comes back. Will she find an apartment on her own or go back home?”

“If we’re renting an apartment and not living at home, we’ll look for an apartment too. As the old saying goes, ‘Those near the water get the moon first,’” Li Qun said.

“The opportunity lies here. We can talk to Mary Jane and find a big apartment where we can all live together,” Gwen said.

“It would be even better if couples could share a large apartment, with half rent and free utilities.” Li Qun seemed to have triggered some kind of passive response.

“There’s no such thing as a free lunch, unless the landlord is the kind of person who’s pressuring us to get married,” Gwen said.

"Live together?" Peter's eyes widened; he had never even dreamed of such a thing.

“I’d love to share an apartment with Li Qun,” Gwen said.

"Huh?" Li Qun and Peter were both stunned.

"Think about it, if we live with Liqun, we'll have all our meals sorted out, and we can eat different dishes every day."

“That’s right.” Peter turned to look at Li Qun and nodded vigorously, agreeing with Gwen’s explanation.

Chapter 310 Niche Perspectives

If it weren't for the requirement to complete the required class hours, there wouldn't be a single student in the classroom where the 12th-grade students at Midtown High School are having their lessons at this moment.

The catfish effect was fully demonstrated among the graduating class of 2002.

Li Qun, acting as a "catfish," forced his classmates who chose the same class time to study the textbook content on their own as early as possible. As graduation approached, the instructor exclaimed, "This is the most relaxed class I have ever taught."

Peter looked to his left. Since transferring schools, Li Qun had always sat in the last row of the classroom by the window. The first thing Li Qun did upon entering the classroom was to put down his schoolbag, and the second thing was to open the window next to him.

Peter looked to his right and saw Gwen resting her chin on her left hand while writing or drawing in her notebook with her right.

Gwen's spy protection was very thorough; Peter could usually only peek at what Liqun was writing in his book on his left, but couldn't see what Gwen was doing on her right.

Gwen's right is Stephanie. With Gwen in between, Peter can only observe Stephanie's facial expression, which suggests she is listening attentively to the teacher.

Peter looked around, then turned back to peek at Li Qun.

Li Qun was listing something one by one on a blank draft paper. Peter observed Li Qun's expression; Li Qun was thinking seriously.

Peter waited until the bell rang to signal the end of get out of class. As soon as the teacher announced the end of get out of class, he stood up and went to Li Qun's desk to see what Li Qun had written during class. He found that Li Qun had written more than sixty items.

"Is this the menu that the Chinese restaurant is updating?" Peter saw clearly what Li Qun had written on the draft paper.

“No, these are the dishes I can cook,” Li Qun replied.

"Are there that many?!"

Peter was taken aback. Li Qun tore off this page of draft paper and handed it to Peter.

Peter looked down at his draft paper and walked out of the classroom without looking where he was going.

"Why have I not eaten a whole bunch of these?" Peter looked up. He and Li Qun had already walked into the corridor and were heading to the classroom for the next class.

“We don’t live together,” Li Qun said to Peter.

"But your family owns a Chinese restaurant, do you really need to know how to cook so many dishes yourself?"

Peter had barely uttered the words when he realized something was off, but after a second of thought, he felt he hadn't said anything wrong. It was impossible for Li Qun to return to Chinatown to open a Chinese restaurant after graduating from university.

“You can think of this as my personal preference; I enjoy cooking and food,” Li Qun said.

“When can you make us something we haven’t had before?” Gwen interjected.

“Have you been listening the whole time, Gwen?” Peter asked.

“It’s really interesting that we’ve been together all day,” Gwen said.

“It’s during this third of the day at school,” Li Qun said, turning to Gwen.

“That’s too strict. Liqun, you really respect time,” Gwen said.

There's a saying that goes, "Wasting time is wasting life."

"Was it Confucius who said that?" Peter asked.

“Many people have said similar famous quotes. If no one has said it, I can find a celebrity and have him say it on the spot,” Li Qun said.

“For example, who?” Gwen asked.

“The great physicist Dr. Bruce Banner,” Li Qun said with a smile.

Gwen looked down and continued looking at Li Qun's "menu".

"Why are there Belgian butter fries?" Gwen asked, looking up.

"Actually, authentic French fries are fried in butter. There are two theories about the origin of French fries. The mainstream view is that French fries originated in Belgium, while the most historical evidence is that they originated in France. But whether it is France or Belgium, their authentic French fries are made with butter."

“It’s not easy to find affordable French fries in New York made with butter,” Li Qun said.

"Have you ever heard the little-known story that French fries actually originated in Spain?"

“Spain was the first country to introduce potatoes from the Americas, and the Spanish region also has a long history of fried food. The world’s first French fries may have originated in Spain,” Peter said.

"What kind of books do you two usually read?" Gwen asked, looking at Li Qun and Peter with curiosity.

"I read all kinds of books, but I prefer those that are useful and whose content piques my curiosity," Li Qun replied.

“I’ve recently been reading a book about the history of medical technology. More than two hundred years ago, the most popular medical technique was bloodletting. People would have their blood drawn first, no matter what the illness was,” Li Qun said to Peter and Gwen.

"Want to switch to medicine?" Stephanie, who had been silent until now, joined the conversation.

“Studying medicine is too expensive, and it’s too time-consuming and grueling. I have no intention of doing that,” Li Qun told Stephanie.

“If you, Liqun, become a doctor, you will definitely be a responsible and good doctor,” Stephanie said.

“I might become an underground doctor hiding in Chinatown, and get reported by a pharmaceutical company and arrested for illegally manufacturing and selling counterfeit prescription drugs to patients at low prices.”

As Li Qun spoke, everyone laughed.

"Do you think cancer can be cured?" Li Qun suddenly asked.

"I think so?" Peter asked uncertainly.

“Yes, we will.” Gwen and Stephanie both answered firmly.

"If one day a cure for cancer becomes available on the market, what price range would you hope it would be in?" Li Qun asked.

“The cheaper the better, of course,” Gwen and Stephanie agreed.

"What if it's free?" Li Qun asked.

"That would be even better."

“That doesn’t make sense, does it?” Peter said.

“But what if, Peter? Why are you thinking about this so seriously?” Gwen criticized Peter.

"In Africa, doctors have a unique approach to treating diseases. They make patients develop a high fever, putting their immune system into a frenzied state, forcing them to choose between being killed by the disease or being killed by their own immune system."

"Is the success rate high?" Stephanie asked.

“Very low,” Li Qun replied.

"Is it effective against cancer?" Stephanie asked.

“There are actually people who have been cured of cancer by similar accidents, and it’s been regarded as a medical miracle,” Li Qun said.

"Imagine if there were a drug that could significantly improve a person's physical condition, enabling them to withstand the frenzied immune response after their body goes berserk, cure most infectious diseases, and not be afraid of contracting other infectious diseases in the future."

“Liqun, have you considered another issue? There are also diseases in the world where the immune system goes berserk and attacks itself because the body’s immune system is too strong; rheumatoid arthritis is one such example,” Peter said.

"Humans are truly a mountain of shit code," Li Qun complained.

Recently, Liqun has been working with Dr. Banner to "decipher" the mechanism of action of Walter White's cancer drug.

Walter White himself was a cancer patient, so he could use his own body for research; however, Dr. Banner did not have any cancer patients to use for research, and he did not know exactly how this miracle drug worked in the human body.

Dr. Banner plans to ask Mrs. Chen, who has terminal cancer, for help, and use the cancer-specific drug that he took from Norman's laboratory without asking on her.

Chapter 311 Hesitation Leads to Defeat

Common methods of administration include gastrointestinal administration, intravenous injection, and intramuscular injection. Bruce Banner, however, saw an uncommon method of administration, respiratory administration, in Norman Osborn's laboratory.

Inhalation administration.

A very good approach.

Bruce Banner copied the idea and improved upon it.