America 1979

Chapter 56 Invitation from the University

January [-]th, Wednesday.

Bill woke up in the smell of the room. As a semi-professional athlete, his physical strength is naturally far stronger than that of Jenny Wright lying on the bed beside him.

In fact, only tight end Bill initiated the offense of the campaign, and Jenny spent most of the time on defense.

There is no way, there should not be many women who can beat Bill's physique alone, at least in terms of energy, only professional female athletes can fight.

Maybe we will have to play one against two in the future, otherwise it is easy to cause big problems. Mr. Ferrari summed up the battle of this great victory in this way.

"Jenny, Jenny, get up, wash your face and brush your teeth." He brushed the girl's fair neck and patted her face lightly.

Jenny, who was woken up, narrowed her eyes, "I'm so tired. Go wash your face and leave me alone. I'll sleep a little longer..."

She barely had the energy to speak.

"Tired? How about I give you some positive energy."

……

There was a serious winter camp activity in the morning, and a more formal assessment in the afternoon, so the two of them didn't delay too much, and just got up after a while to wash up and eat breakfast.

Of course, Bill, who was still able to walk normally, took the time to go out and bought some clothes to replace the clothes that were affected by the battle last night.

"Let me help you go, or you will fall easily."

On the way to school, Mr. Ferrari kindly helped Jenny Wright to prevent her from falling to the ground when she couldn't straighten her legs.

"God..." Jenny murmured to herself along the way, not knowing whether she was happy or unhappy.

Halfway through the journey, Bill asked a more concerned topic: "Can the relationship between us... be stable for a long time?"

Jenny was a little confused, "I don't know...you are in New York City, and I am in a small town in Broome County. It's too far away. We don't even have the chance to meet each other stably. How can we maintain a stable relationship?"

Broome County is an administrative district in southern New York State, not far north of New York City.

She is very contradictory now. Physiologically, she feels that she should have further in-depth exchanges with Bill, a handsome man with good physical strength and knowledge, but she is a little afraid psychologically. After all, New York is a big city, and she is too far away from Brooklyn, where Bill lives.

This is true both geographically and socially.

"My God, Jenny, I'm not talking about you. Your thinking is still limited by your original family and place of birth."

Bill looked at the woman with a smile, and then pointed to the guide, "Do you know how close Binghamton is to New York City? The old bus takes three hours, and the car takes one and a half hours. And your little The town is on the south side of Broome County, which brings us closer. I drove north to find you after the school team training every day. We can meet before eight o'clock and make out for two hours a day. I We start home at ten and go to bed at twelve. If it’s a Sunday, we’ll be together almost all day.”

He brainwashed Jenny to prevent the girl from feeling too far away.

"Is it really possible to do this?"

"No problem at all. I'll come to you this weekend, maybe I can take you to Manhattan or other lively places, and you'll know how close it is once you take the car back and forth."

Bill felt like an uncle with a lollipop in his hand, squatting on the ground to coax the little girl.

"Let's talk about it later!" She didn't explicitly refuse.

Afterwards, the two went to attend lectures and other activities separately. After the assessment in the afternoon, they met at the agreed place and left each other's fixed phone numbers and addresses.

"This weekend, wait for me!"

Bill made a promise that no matter how it develops in the future, he will first maintain the relationship with his bed partner.

On the way back to Brooklyn on the bus organized by the school, Joseph, who was sitting next to him, winked all the way, trying to get some information from Bill.

"You don't really hold the ball for a touchdown, do you?"

"Who do you think I am? Can't handle a girl from a small town in Broome County?"

Bill choked him back, and opened the subject.

It was only early seven o'clock when we got home, and Dorothy and Neo who stayed at home didn't eat, and Mr. Ferrari took them out to eat pasta again.

"How is Binghamton? Is the building big? Are the professors' classes interesting?"

After ordering, Dorothy, who was sitting across from Bill, took the initiative to ask about her elder brother. Younger Neo leaned his elbows on the table, put his chin on his hand and listened.

"I think it's okay. The campus is very beautiful. The Susquehanna River flows in front of the school. A large part of the area is forests, wetlands and lakes. It's much more beautiful than Brooklyn."

After Bill briefly introduced the environment of Binghamton, he began his own efforts.

"Of course, going to university is not for traveling, but for studying. In addition to the lectures, visits, and assessments held by the school, I also specifically asked the professors of the School of Finance to ask my own questions, such as futures delivery and stock trading, which I have always been concerned about. and other topics. I can only say that the professor is worthy of being a professor, and a few words solved the problem that has troubled me for a long time."

Bringing the topic closer to futures trading and stock trading is a strategy that Bill has been implementing all the time. The purpose is to make people around him accept the fact that he is making money in this area.

In addition to doing this in daily communication, he also deliberately took futures trading notes on the dining table on the first floor of his home, and when family members asked, he would instill all kinds of vocabulary that sounded very complicated and professional.

Whether it is the uncle, aunt, Neo, etc. who have not received much education, or Dorothy who has received education but has not studied much, they are all defeated by these words that they have never heard before, but they are very concerned about it. Did Bill make any money.

Naturally, Mr. Ferrari would not tell the whole story. Every time his family asked, he would say that the principal was the several hundred dollars he had saved while working in a nightclub, how many points he had earned in each transaction, and how much he had accumulated now.

Of course, he did learn a lot from books in the process of establishing this image, at least he has a certain understanding of [short selling].In his previous life, he didn't have a deep concept of making money by short selling.

"You're doing that again. I've always felt that finance is done by liars. Futures, insurance, and stocks are all ways to cheat people who don't understand us. Our family has no money, so you throw your only money there It's not inside either..."

Dorothy began to criticize her brother, and Bill selectively filtered it.

The winter vacation has arrived, and of course there is no need to go to school on the next Thursday, but Bill, who stayed at home, received a call and learned some very good news.

The scout Jones he had hired earlier got him invitations to four or five D-1 college football camps.

PS: Ask for a recommendation ticket and ask for a monthly ticket.

(End of this chapter)