St. Jose drove Nick Jr.'s car, and under Elena's instructions,
We came to a restaurant not far from the city, named Orange Peel Restaurant. This is a niche restaurant with a fresh decoration style and a good environment. After looking at the menu, the price is not too expensive.
Elena still thinks about him very much. Although she is not short of money, she can't help but feel a little complacent in her heart.
In the Orange Peel Restaurant, two people ordered their meals.
Elena held her chin, looked at the handsome and mature young man in front of her, and said softly: "Cohen, compared to last time, you are tanned again. Are you still running on the construction site every day?"
Not really, they look similar to the men next to them. Saint Jose took another look at the fashionably dressed couples at the next table.
He had previously revealed that he was setting up a factory in Maria Town. At that time, he said that he would be responsible for the construction of the new factory. Of course, he did not reveal too much, but only said some unimportant things.
"Yes, those factories are busy with all kinds of things. For the past month or two, I have been running to the construction site every day. It has been so busy. Sometimes I have to help move things and bask in the sun every day." Saint Hesse drank a drink Lemonade, he said without blushing and his heart not beating, feeling that his skin was getting thicker and thicker.
In fact, it was during the new training of the Maria Town Militia some time ago. After seven or eight days of training, they were handed over to the Thunder Cross who returned from the Potassium Triangle to form the second Viper Team. Most of the time, they drove around every day in a pickup truck. When I went there, I didn’t get too much sunshine. Sometimes I just lived in a big villa and dealt with financial and factory development matters.
Elena bit her lip and said, "Cohen, I came back from Maria Town at that time. This is where my grandpa lives. My cousin's family also comes here occasionally. After the exam and admission, I happened to be registering as a freshman today. , we will be alumni from now on, and I will still be your senior sister."
The food in the restaurant gradually came out, and I ordered Putrajaya’s special ginger beer and some simple Italian dishes. Saint Jose has always been more casual about eating.
He adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses out of habit. This was a gift from Lucifer. He said that he could pretend to be a gentleman occasionally and it was very useful in attracting girls. He thought it made sense and put them on today.
"Hey, hello, Senior Elena. Oh, by the way, are Joseph and Louis accompanying you to register for school today?" St. Jose said in an understatement.
"Yeah, I grew up with my cousin, but that Louis has to come. It's really annoying. Cohen, where do you live now? Do you rent a house in Bucheng? Or..." Elena was angry. He said drummingly, making Saint Jose feel much more relaxed.
"Would you like to find someone to beat Louis up? I'm familiar with this,"
"Now I live in the college area of Putrajaya, renting a small house." St. Jose said with a smile.
"It's not good to hit someone. That Louis is still an officer. It's not worth educating him."
"Really? I live in the Flores district, next to the Colon Theater. It's a bit far from where you live. It's such a pity," Elena said with some sigh.
"Okay, I still want to try the power." The people from the Falcon Intelligence Team are here. They will recruit some veterans to form the third team of Vipers. They can also practice their skills. They must not be soft on their love rivals.
"Actually, it's not very far..." A map of the inner city suddenly appeared in Saint Hesse's mind, which was only about five or six kilometers away.
"Cohen, how about we go watch a movie after dinner."
"It's okay to watch a movie. We'll go there later."
St. Jose looked at his watch and saw that there was still plenty of time. He was going to go to Nick Jr.'s office to deal with things this afternoon, so he would go there later.
Film technology was introduced to Argentina in 1896. From the 1930s to the 1940s, Argentina's film production gradually increased, with more styles, and it also entered the international market.
Now during the Bilong government, although some measures have been formulated to protect the film industry, public opinion on films is strictly controlled, so the quality is relatively average. There are not many good films. Most of them are black and white films shot before World War II. Movie reruns.
After the two of them finished eating, San Jose went to pay the bill. The total was 928 pesos, which was not very expensive.
He was also very interested in watching movies and wanted to see what movies were available in Argentina. The two came to the movie theater and parked the car.
I went to the ticket collector to buy two movie tickets. I chose a movie called "Ball", which tells the story of Argentinian football.
This was also requested by St. Jose. Originally, Elena wanted to choose the movie "The Birth of a Love". St. Jose thought that the movie Buqiu should be quite interesting, so she chose it on her own initiative.
Entering the cinema, there was an old-fashioned film projector, a curtain, the sound of film tape, and no advertisements.
Sitting on a somewhat uncomfortable chair, Saint-Jesse happily watched a football movie shot more than ten years ago. He found it very novel and did not notice the resentful eyes of the girl next to him.
After watching the football movie with satisfaction, he took the car and drove Elena back. In the car, Saint-Jesse exaggeratedly discussed the wonderful football movie. Next to him, Elena looked a little cold. Saint-Jesse thought she was She feels a little uncomfortable. Let her go back and drink more hot water.
Watching Elena leave,
Saint Jose was about to start the car when he slapped himself on the head. Damn it, he and his girl were watching someone play football in the cinema! Be sick!
Looking at Elena's disappeared back, he planned to run over and apologize to Elena, but was stopped by the security guard at the door.
"Hello, Mr. Driver, you can't come in here. Please leave as soon as possible."
The soldier at the door stopped Saint Jose, and he could only leave without saying anything close to him.
The depressed Saint Jose drove to the trading company and gave Nick Jr. a scolding, which made him a little confused.
"Boss, it's not like the date failed." Little Nicks comforted himself.
.......
The next morning was the opening ceremony of the University of Buddhism. St. Jose, who was a little depressed and overslept,
I took a taxi and hurried to Buda University.
Fortunately, the ceremony hadn't started yet. I was wondering if it would be more convenient to buy a car. Irina is from the institute's college and majored in physics. She was not very clear about the layout of the school, so she had to give up looking for Yi. Lian Na’s idea was to attend the opening ceremony first.
Then you have to buy a car. It’s not easy to buy one of these British cars that you like. There are very few new cars exported from the UK, and most of them are second-hand old cars.
As an undergraduate freshman with excellent grades, Saint-Jesse sat in the second row. The guys on the left in front and on the left all wore big glasses and seemed to be from the Department of Medicine. However, Saint-Jesse did not see Guevara, the famous figure in the medical department. .
St. Hesse did hear a lot of famous people on the road in the past two days, Guevara from the Department of Medicine, Ed Dorman from the Department of Religion, Arnold from the Department of Philosophy, Clotilde from the Department of Sociology, and the Department of Literature. of Grenville, etc.,
Even some powerful freshmen, such as most of the people on the golden list of the entrance examination, have also received some pursuit, and Saint Jose himself has also been accosted several times.
The entrance ceremony lasted for three hours. Not only outstanding alumni, but also government officials, principals and many other people were bragging. St. Jose almost fell asleep listening to this.
"It seems that formalism exists everywhere. The speech quality of these people is really not good." St. Jose judged.
"Brother, what you said makes sense. I am Cicero from the Department of Engineering. I am Cicero Rodriguez from St. Martin's Secondary School in Uptown Putrajaya." A classmate sitting on the right called him Hello, almost startling him.
"Hello, I am Saint Jose, majoring in law, Saint Jose Cohen, from Longbottom High School in Cordoba." The two shook hands.
"Hey, yo, man, you have really strong hands, so cool."
"You're not bad either," the two of them rubbed their hands, and in the end Saint Jose won.
I don’t know why St. Jose suddenly thought of the black hip-hop singers of later generations.
"Would you like to go have a meal together later? I'll treat you. I'll introduce you to a few buddies." Cicero said boldly. He was completely different from the mechanical boss he imagined. Cicero was tall and tall. Handsome and looks very strong.
"Okay, no problem."
"By the way, buddy, you've practiced, right," Cicero said with a look that said you understand.
"That's not true. He is born with such physical fitness." said Saint-Jesus-Versailles.
This is a fact. The predecessor did have very strong physical fitness, strong explosive power, and good endurance, unlike a big guy like Cicero.
This is probably the reason why the predecessor of Saint Jose was able to win the captaincy. At least so far, even if he has trained so many soldiers, at least 2,000, he still does not have such good physical fitness as him. Normally, if a person has to be very powerful The strength and weight are very important.
Only with a figure like the Tyson boxing champion of later generations can he explode with great strength. Maybe this is indeed the talent of Saint Jose. Normally, a thin man with abdominal muscles is not very strong. After all, where is the weight? .
"Damn, yes, it's really awesome, man.",
Cicero gave a thumbs up. He had really practiced. During the military test, he could hit 370 kilograms with one punch. This guy named San Jose probably weighed less than 80 kilograms, but he was stronger than him who weighed 100 kilograms. Still big.
After some chatting, the two found out that Cicero's father was a special forces captain. He had trained Cicero since he was a child, which made him so physically strong. Moreover, this guy was also a genius in mechanical engineering. He had already won several awards in middle school. Rewards for playing less.
"Damn it, I thought this guy was a sports practitioner if I didn't tell him anything. It's true that people cannot be judged by appearance, and sea water cannot be measured." Saint Jose thought to himself.
He looked at Cicero carefully again. When he stood up, he was even burlier than before. He was about 5 centimeters taller than Saint Jose, about 1.85 meters tall. He weighed an estimated 100 kilograms. It was impossible to tell that he was from the engineering department. Gold list guy.
I really met an interesting guy. A group of seven or eight people went to a barbecue restaurant to eat barbecue at noon. Looking at this gluttonous feast, everyone had a giant plate of charcoal barbecue in front of them.
It was estimated that it weighed at least two or three kilograms. Saint Jose couldn't help but hold his forehead and looked at the plate of roast beef, which weighed more than one kilogram. He was speechless. He ordered two more plates of vegetables before reluctantly eating them.
Some of Cicero’s friends are students from the National Defense Military Academy, some are fitness enthusiasts from other universities, and some are students from the physical education department.
They all look like little boxing champions. Imagine a group of strong men like Schwarzenegger standing in front of Tom Cruise. It is indeed very oppressive.
Saint Jose stood in front of them, his figure seemed a bit thin in comparison. None of these guys were under 1.8 meters, and all of them were taller than Saint Jose.
Finally, there were entertainment programs such as arm wrestling amidst cheers. The others were all suppressed by Saint Jose. They thought they would break Saint Jose into fractures.
This can give Saint Jose a new understanding of his physical fitness.
These friends of Cicero are also impressed by Saint Jose. Normally, with such a figure, it would not be a problem for them to fight three of them.
"Hey, brother, your strength is really amazing. Let's practice together when you have time."
"Oh my God, you should eat more. It will be so much fun and more powerful."
"We can try it together when we have time."
"Cohen, you really have no trace of training! It feels like you can go to the underground arena to play games."
"I am so perfect, but I still insist on exercising." St. Jose said jokingly, causing a sigh of relief. It was true that there was no time.
Farewell to the enthusiastic Cicero, they plan to sweat,
St. Jose quickly returned to the classroom of the law school, preparing to listen to lectures by professors.
"What an interesting group of guys." St. Jose shook his head.
The Ciceros are not traditional Argentinian soldiers. Cicero's father is in the special forces, but he seems to have some unsatisfactory ideas.
These guys look quite strong, and their military combat literacy is definitely not as good as that of the upgraded Viper Squad. They are not considered special forces, they are just a group of fitness enthusiasts from the ancient times. Cicero said that after finishing his studies, he wanted to work in It’s no wonder that sweat is released when lifting iron.
After eating and resting, St. Jose sat on a bench in the school and looked at the time. Before it arrived, the welcoming party for the law department's major class started at two o'clock. St. Jose could only be in a daze.
…
At two o'clock in the afternoon, the large lecture theater of the Law Department,
Head of the Department of Law, Vice-Chancellor of the University of Putrajaya,
Pugins Esposito is also a well-known professor and teacher in the Department of Law. He is a part-time judge of the judicial panel and a member of the Bilon government think tank. He has a series of titles. He has a double bachelor's degree in economic law and criminal law at the University of Buenos Aires and studied abroad. Master's degree + PhD from Yale Law School, a top university in the United States, a real top boss.
"Many laws in our country are imperfect, such as the abortion law, which many pontiffs oppose. In my opinion, this is very abnormal..."
…
Pugins talked about law at home and abroad, ancient and modern history, from ancient Greece and Rome, to the Frankish Kingdom, the Soviet Union, Tsarist Russia, the United States, France, and a lot of the Pope. He even expressed some disagreements with the Bilon government.
He was also quite dissatisfied, and there were some strange things like the formulation of trade bills. Saint Jose listened with great interest. He didn't expect that someone who studied law could talk so much. At first, he just thought that a legal background would be of great help in becoming an official. , is not the kind of person who is particularly passionate about law.
Law is just a tool for Saint Jose. He himself is an outlaw, engaged in border smuggling, arms trade, and even the Viper Squad operating under the guise of Thunder Cross, preparing peripheral mercenary groups, intelligence organizations, and illegal subordinates in the Potassium Triangle. Holding a gun is always on the fringes of the law.
“It doesn’t cost much to study at the University of Buenos Aires because there is no tuition fee. Many of my students have received high scholarships.”
That's for sure. Your former students were all children of rich families or powerful people. They still care about the food and accommodation fees. Saint Jose couldn't help complaining in his heart.
Professor Pukins said, "There are many, many scholarships at BU, and it has very high requirements for students. The first is to be able to pass the entrance exam, and the second is to be able to publish academic papers."
Having said this, he turned to St. Hesse and said, "Cohen, what subjects are you good at?"
St. Hesse is already a familiar face at Pugins. He has high grades and loves to study.
Saint Jose answered truthfully: "I can read and write Latin, Spanish, English, and French. In addition, I like books on tax law, economics, and military science." He also knew some Chinese, so he added silently in his mind.
"Yes, everyone must learn from Cohen, not only to study and delve into legal knowledge, but also to dabble in a wider range of professional knowledge so that they can be used flexibly."
"In my opinion, mathematics is the language God used to create the world, and natural philosophy is another way for us to get closer to God. At the same time, it is best for everyone to learn philosophical knowledge."
Professor Pukins didn't know how to get involved in this. The steering was too fast. This was not a car leading to the law department at all.
"Especially you, Cohen, you must pay attention to your studies. I am very optimistic about you.",
To make a short story, I just helped an old man wipe the blackboard, but why was he targeted? This old man was quite vindictive.
The thing is like this. Yesterday, when San Jose and Nick Jr. reported that registration was completed, they passed by a classroom and saw an old man wiping out chalk writing after class. After class, the chalk writing was all over the wall and no one helped to wipe it away.
Saint Jose, who felt that he was very caring, volunteered to help, but as soon as the blackboard was wiped, the junior seniors were about to come in for class, and Saint Jose quickly ran away. Only today did he find out that this old man turned out to be the vice principal.
"Okay, teacher, I will pay attention to my studies. Thank you, Professor Pukins." St. Hesse nodded obediently.
"Why, when it comes to mathematics, everyone knows which countries have the best mathematics."
"Teacher, I know, they are the United Kingdom, the Soviet Union and the United States." St. Jose quickly raised his hand to answer.
"What Cohen said is very good, but one thing is missing, and that is France."
"The French are also very strong in mathematics. A strong country requires not only law, but also mathematics. This is the basis of all science. A strong country requires not only law, but also mathematics."
Boss, why are you, a big guy in law, involved in mathematical philosophy, but it’s quite interesting.
The bell rang for the end of get out of class. Pugins was not in a hurry. The freshmen were planning to leave in an orderly manner.
"Finally, let me say a few more words. Graduating from our school is very simple. You only need to study hard and you will usually graduate. If you need to study at this school, you can directly study for master's and doctoral degrees. There is a prerequisite: your grades are ranked in the same class. Fifty students in front." Half of the postgraduate retention rate is really good. There are not many undergraduates now. In a few years, leaders with Ph.D.s like Castro will be very scarce.
"If some people want to study abroad for a master's or doctoral degree after graduation, I and the law schools of some British universities, such as University College London, can write letters of recommendation."
"Okay, thank you for listening to this old man's nonsense today. I have a class on economic law tomorrow. I won't name you, so don't worry."
If you don't know how to call the roll call, then you can skip class? Believe it or not, this old man Pugins is very bad.
The news about skipping classes that Saint Jose inquired about was not like this. The dean of the law department taught very strict classes. He would call his name every time, and in severe cases, he would be directly expelled, which made the people in the law department tremble.
