CHAPTER 40: CHAPTER 16: SWAP (PART 3)

"Oh, I see. Should I go and find out what’s going on?" The old principal stood up, preparing to leave the principal’s office.

Su Xiaocai squinted her eyes. The old principal’s guilty look was very much like her dad’s. "How about making a phone call, Principal?"

Outside the principal’s office, there were three girls peeking in curiously, making it hard for the principal to shirk responsibility. "Ahem, I forgot, I was planning to take a few steps and call the teachers over."

In his heart, he cursed at the two teachers from the Mecha Department for changing someone’s department without even notifying the person involved.

Reluctantly, he made some calls to the teachers who caused this situation today.

In less than ten minutes, the two teachers arrived.

Su Xiaocai remembered them.

They were quite recognizable—one had an exceptionally smooth, shiny forehead that reflected light, and the other had drooping cheek meat, resembling a thug version of the Smiling Buddha.

"Hello, teachers," Su Xiaocai asked politely. "May I ask, are you the ones responsible for transferring me to the Mecha Department?"

Su Xiaocai’s innocent demeanor made the two teachers lower their guard.

The teacher with the smooth forehead smiled and said, "Yes, no need to thank us."

Su Xiaocai suppressed the words "thank you my ass" that were about to blurt out, feigning a polite smile. "May I ask why you transferred my department?"

"You don’t know?"

"What should I know?"

Recently, everyone had been diligently previewing courses, indulging in gourmet food, training, or farming. No one had the habit of digging into campus gossip, so they missed a lot of information.

The teacher opened a video and brought it to her, showing her.

The socially embarrassing scene hit Su Xiaocai’s retinas; she was in disbelief. That flamboyant mecha was actually her during a field activity, and it had been turned into a meme.

She wanted to poke out her own eyes to attain peace of mind.

Everything indeed stemmed from her being too high-profile, causing a need to correct and return to the right path. Su Xiaocai said, "Principal, I don’t particularly like the Mecha Department. Is it possible to transfer me back to the Agricultural Research Institute?"

Suddenly tagged in, the principal exchanged glances with the two teachers, leaving them to handle it.

"Why don’t you like the Mecha Department, when after achieving your studies, there are broader horizons awaiting you..."

The teacher with the smooth forehead hadn’t finished speaking when Su Xiaocai interrupted, "Don’t paint me a rosy picture. I won’t fall for it. What’s so good about being a student in the Mecha Department? I just like farming, doing what I love is most important."

It’s tough dealing with gifted students who all seem to have some quirks.

The two teachers patiently said, "You can still farm while in the Mecha Department; the three acres can all be left to you."

"The schedule is packed, so should I risk my life to farm?" Su Xiaocai’s tone was unfriendly. "You secretly transferred my department without my consent; that’s already wrong. Not everyone wants to take the Mecha Department’s courses. For me, if I don’t like it, it’s useless."

The two teachers still wanted to say some good things about the Mecha Department, like its great future and what one could gain.

Su Xiaocai, filled with righteous indignation, was not listening and didn’t care.

In her past life, during the time when most people died, she had been forcibly pushed into the position of Admiral, having taken the highest seat. Would she care about whether students of the Mecha Department could join the military?

Observing from the side, the principal noticed that Su Xiaocai was consistently calm, not wanting to make a fuss, but just wanted to reclaim her rights. "Young student, don’t be mad. You can make your requests. These two fools were self-righteous. This department indeed cannot be changed. If you want to change, you’ll have to wait until sophomore year. After all, with so many courses, you can’t take two majors."

Su Xiaocai protested, "Who said it’s not possible? I just won’t attend the Mecha practice class, and it settles it."

"Not possible. If you don’t go, how will your driving skills improve? You should recognize your talent and not waste it." The two teachers were anxious, feeling that Su Xiaocai’s thinking was problematic. They already regretted helping her transfer departments in private.

They should have tried to persuade her with emotion and enticed her with benefits first.

How could this obedient face grow into a rebellious troublemaker with such stubbornness?

The principal, with wise eyes, fixed his gaze on Su Xiaocai. "The teachers are right; if everyone else is in class and you’re not, you’ll fall behind significantly."

"You can arrange someone to have a mecha battle with me; a teacher or upperclassman will do. If you still find it insufficient, let an active military staff assess me. I want to compete before the semester starts. If I win, I won’t attend the class. Also, including mecha design, mecha science, command basics... you can give me the tests, and I won’t attend the classes."