Summit Farmer
Chapter 215 Going to College

Chapter 215: Chapter 215 Going to College

Peter Brown didn’t think much about Edward Martin’s affairs. He came to the provincial capital to attend college to fulfill his dream.

Standing at the entrance, looking at the huge sign, and watching the students entering this Portal with laughter and joy, Peter felt a little dazed.

He could finally go to college!

This dream was something Peter had given up on after entering prison, but he never imagined that he would really cross this threshold.

Today was registration day, and a lot of cars had driven here, many of which were luxury cars.

Peter Brown wasn’t ostentatious but appeared very low-key.

His cheap clothes gave the impression that he came from a not-so-wealthy family.

There were no encounters with beautiful senior sisters. Peter went to pay, registered, and then arrived at the dormitory assigned to him.

The Provincial Medical University’s dormitory was quite nice, with four beds and even network cables.

At first glance, the place was satisfactory to Peter.

When Peter entered, there were already three people in the dormitory, and their parents were inside helping to set up the beds.

"Are you Peter Brown?"

A sunny-looking, tall boy looked at Peter and asked.

"Yeah, I just arrived."

"Now we’re all here. Let me introduce myself. My name is Neke Armstrong. I come from Ninghai Province."

"Nice to meet you, we are classmates now."

Peter smiled and shook hands with the other person.

Neke Armstrong pointed to a handsome boy with glasses and said, "His name is William Lee, from Forest Coast Province."

He then pointed to a slightly chubby boy and said, "John Anderson, also from your province, just from the provincial capital."

John Anderson glanced at Peter Brown, nodded slightly, and his parents also paused their gaze on Peter. Then, his father asked with a puzzled tone, "You should be older than our son, right?"

"Yes, I am twenty this year," Peter replied without concealment.

"No wonder, I thought you looked older, so you’re a repeater?"

Peter knew that the other person was asking how many times he had taken the exams and just smiled.

John Anderson took another look at Peter, his eyes full of disdain; after all, he had been admitted normally today while Peter, if he had repeated, probably took several attempts to be admitted.

William Lee’s mother then said, "You look like you’re from a rural area, right?"

"Yes, I’m from the countryside."

William Lee’s mother nodded and said, "Children from rural areas are used to hardship and it’s not easy for them to get into college. Since you’re from the countryside, you’re used to hard work. Take care of more dormitory affairs later."

These words!

Peter Brown frowned slightly.

William Lee was not happy and said, "Mom, what are you saying?!"

Neke Armstrong was a helpful person and quickly changed the subject, saying to Peter, "The school doesn’t allow you to bring your own bedding or anything like that. You have to buy it. There’s a special place to buy it. Shall I take you there?"

"No need, I can manage on my own. Just tell me where it is."

Neke Armstrong didn’t insist, just smiled and said, "Alright, you start with this first."

When Peter arrived at the place in the school that specializes in selling bedding, he saw many people buying things there.

Looking at the situation, Peter shook his head secretly. Where there were people, there was business. It was estimated that this sale was tied to the school as well.

Just as Peter was looking, his cellphone rang. It was an unfamiliar number, but Peter still answered the phone.

The laughter of Warner Richards, the director of the Provincial Education Department, came from the other side of the phone. "Is this Peter Brown? How did it go? Did you register today?"

Upon hearing this voice, Peter chuckled. This director probably didn’t know that his relationship with the Thompson Family had hit a snag. In his mind, he probably thought that Peter was still on good terms with the Thompsons. Knowing that Peter would come to register today, he called to express his concern. This person was indeed an official who knew how to deal with people!

"Yes, I just registered, paid the tuition fees and everything, and now I’ve been assigned a dormitory. I’m about to buy some bedding."

"I’ve already spoken with Dr. Richardson, the president of your school. He should have arranged a good place for you to stay. Why did you choose to live with everyone else? What’s wrong with Dr. Richardson? I’m going to call and ask about this."

"No need, no need, I just prefer to live with everyone else."

With a chuckle, Warner Richards said, "College life is still beautiful. Your situation is special. Jason thinks you’re fully qualified to be a professor, so you should be treated specially. Never mind, I’ll call again, and you don’t have to buy anything for now."

After saying that, Warner Richards hung up the phone.

Soon, another phone call came in, asking for Peter’s location. Afterward, the caller asked Peter to come to the principal’s office.

As Peter walked into the principal’s office, an old man with white hair greeted him with a smile, "You see how bad my memory is. I almost forgot after getting busy with other things. Jason had already given me a heads up, so did Director Warner."

Although he said this, Peter still saw a kind of scrutiny and even contempt hidden in his eyes.

Peter realized from the situation that the old principal wasn’t pleased with someone pulling strings for him and didn’t like people who got in through the back doors like himself.

Seeing this situation, Peter glanced at the old principal and smiled, "Principal, you’re being too modest. You’re in charge of such a big school, and you’re usually suffering from insomnia and having many dreams. It’s inevitable that you’d forget."

"Huh!"

Dr. Richardson looked at Peter in astonishment. As the principal of a Traditional Chinese Medicine University and a renowned doctor himself, he had been treating his own illness. However, he couldn’t cure his insomnia, and he wondered how this seemingly backdoor-connected student in front of him could reveal his problem in just one meeting.

It was only then that Dr. Richardson remembered what Dr. Jason had said about Peter Brown. Hesitantly, Dr. Richardson asked, "How did you know that I have insomnia and many dreams?"

Peter chuckled, "You must have taken quite a lot of medicine without any effect, right? It’s not the medicine that’s the problem; it’s the bed you’re sleeping in."

"Impossible, how could there be a problem with my bed?" Dr. Richardson frowned.

"The bed you sleep in should be facing east, with the position of your pillow also to the east, right?"

Dr. Richardson looked at Peter in amazement, unable to understand how his bed could be related to his insomnia and dreaming.

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