Djinn starting from Marvel

Culver University is a well-known comprehensive university with many disciplines ranking very high among universities. Today is its appointment day to visit.

"Professor Johnson, is this your alma mater?" Peter followed Johnson and looked at this school full of academic atmosphere.

Peter could see students one after another walking quickly through the school holding various books. This situation made him, a "bookworm", very happy.

In Peter's high school, there weren't many people who still read after class, otherwise he wouldn't have been recognized as an outlier and bullied for similar behavior.

"Yeah, I haven't been back here for a long time." Johnson said with a sigh, "Peter, the biology major at Culver University is quite good. I suggest you include it in your future university choices."

"Oh, professor, aren't you studying archeology? How can you understand biology?" Peter asked curiously.

"You may not believe it." Johnson lamented the taste of life, "I majored in biology as an undergraduate, physics as a graduate student, and archeology as a Ph.D."

Peter was a little puzzled by the crazy switching of majors. He scratched his head and asked cautiously, "Is it because the score for a PhD in archeology is relatively low?"

"Hahaha."

Johnson became amused, "If we talk about grades, I was second in our major at that time. The first place was a pervert who later got seven doctorates. When I wanted to switch to archeology, my supervisor persuaded me for a long time."

"It's just that in the process of studying biology and physics, I found too many problems that were difficult to explain. I could only relate them to history and mystery, so I finally switched."

"Then your mentor must be very angry." Peter trembled inexplicably as he pictured Aunt Mei's furious look in his mind.

"That's not bad. Later, my graduate advisor helped me find the archeology doctoral supervisor." Johnson continued, "My graduate advisor thought that if I delayed for two or three years, I would go back to continue studying physics with him. There is no difference. big."

"He certainly didn't expect that you would go further and further down this road." Peter said with a smile.

Johnson couldn't deny that, indeed, he was getting further and further away, but not in archeology, but in occultism.

"Thomas Johnson?" A familiar voice sounded behind Johnson.

Johnson turned his head and saw a gray-haired professor, "Tutor? Long time no see!"

"Long time no see!" The instructor hugged Johnson and said, "I heard about you from other people. You are now famous in the archaeological community, the mysterious Johnson."

"It's not that I'm mysterious, they just say I'm neurotic," Johnson said with a smile.

The instructor glanced at Johnson in surprise, "It seems that those people spread it randomly. What they spread makes me feel that you jumped from archeology to becoming a wizard."

"Haha." Johnson laughed dryly. He didn't become a wizard, but he was almost there.

"Hello, little kid." The instructor greeted Peter again.

"Hello, professor." Peter said very politely, "Professor Johnson often mentioned you to me and said that the physics you teach is particularly good."

"Well, it turns out you still praise me, but I won't teach physics for the time being." The instructor said and waved behind him, and a couple came over.

"Let me introduce, this is Betty, and this is Mark, who is studying for a doctorate in psychology and is also my student." The tutor introduced.

"Teacher, you...you switched from physics to becoming a psychiatrist?" Johnson was surprised. This step was even bigger than his.

"You can switch from physics to archeology, can't I?" The instructor still looked a little bit resentful, "To be honest, I have met a lot of geniuses that are difficult for me to understand. This makes me wonder if it is the brain of a genius. There may be some problems.”

"So you went to study psychology?!" Johnson didn't know what to say anymore. People often said that he was a genius, but there were too many geniuses here, more than he could imagine. He was not the most outrageous group at all. .

"Actually, I want to switch to psychosurgery, but I'm too old to switch, so I can only study psychology and try to understand what you are thinking." The instructor smiled, and then at Mark's prompt, He glanced at the time.

"Oh, I almost forgot, there is also an academic conference. This conference is also attended by a doctor known as the hand of God. Well, he is also a genius. I don't know if his psychology is abnormal." The instructor looked thoughtful, "This way , you take the children around first, and we will get together after the meeting and have a chat."

After saying that, the instructor hurriedly left, leaving only Johnson and Peter who were shocked and confused.

"Professor Johnson, your instructor...is really amazing." Peter sighed.

This kind of person is really unimaginable to ordinary people. Doctorate degree? It’s up to me whether I want to get it or not, there’s nothing I can’t get.

"Yeah, so you know, I learned part of my willfulness from someone, right?" Johnson Little Bear spread his hands, "Let's go and take you to a biological academic conference. I checked it online and started right away. It should be better than in It’s fun to hang out here.”

"Okay!" Peter became excited. This was his first time attending an academic conference.

"Don't raise your expectations too high. The level of the participants is uneven, and sometimes some people let their own students attend to make things difficult." Johnson's twists and turns are Menqing, "But coffee breaks at biology conferences are usually pretty good, so you can look forward to it."

"Tea break?"

"Just think of it as a buffet, and you can eat as much as you want when the time comes. Medical meetings are usually postponed very late, so you won't be hungry easily by then." Johnson continued.

"oh oh…"

"Actually, there is usually something to eat after the meeting, but since I have to spend the evening with my mentor, I have to miss it." Johnson patted Peter on the shoulder, "My mentor knows how to eat the most with the least money. Delicious food, this is a unique skill, I have never mastered it."

"Really!" Peter's eyes suddenly lit up. He also wanted to learn this!

Peter's family's financial situation is not very good, and he always has very little pocket money, so he is always struggling with various choices. He is a standard price-sensitive customer.

"Of course, let me tell you, my mentor bought ten pizzas for one dollar..." Johnson whispered about the interesting events of that year.

Behind them, under a big tree, a man wearing takeout clothes looked at them sadly, and after a while, he slowly left.