Alvin's words had kindled a fire in the graduates' hearts. Most of them had already received their college acceptance letters.
Through his old CIA connections, Robert had compiled a "bible" of American college admissions. The assessment from a professional agent was still pretty authoritative.
The students could easily find a suitable major in it, and there were plenty of schools that weren't famous but were still excellent.
Compared to super-prestigious schools like Harvard, some of the lesser-known colleges scattered across the United States were truly outstanding.
For these unlucky kids from Hell's Kitchen, those were the most practical and convenient choices.
Robert had beaten Alvin to the punch and taken care of the most important thing for them...
Alvin looked at the cheering crowd below and nodded with a smile. "I believe you won't regret the decision you made today. This is the first time you've been able to decide your own Fate.
Doesn't it feel great?"
As he spoke, Alvin cupped his right hand behind his ear and listened to the graduates shout, "It's amazing!" "It's the best!"
Pointing at the graduates, who looked as if they'd lost their minds, Alvin laughed and said to the students watching enviously, "Look, this is the benefit of taking control of your Fate.
We can't decide where we come from, but we can decide where we're going!
No matter whether the future is good or bad, we can face it with courage. At least compared to this awful place, Hell's Kitchen, your futures are bright!"
As he spoke, Alvin scanned the graduates. Spotting Jamal, the Running Back on the football team, with his broad, rugged face, he called out, "Hey, Jamal, I hear you got a full scholarship to the University of Pittsburgh?
You visited the school, right? How's the Cheerleading Squad?"