Interstellar Number One Farmer: I Only Want To Farm!
Chapter 31 - 13: Gossip_3
CHAPTER 31: CHAPTER 13: GOSSIP_3
The three roommates: "..."
No wonder Xue Huiyi was angry and embarrassed, those words were really disrespectful.
"And then she said you cursed at her?"
Feng Wansha nodded, "Yes."
Meanwhile, Su Xiaocai was checking online for the mech design drawings from that competition. Since they were student designs, there was a lot of public information; you could still see text descriptions and partial drawings.
She glanced over them, "This competition is really shady. They claim it’s a Star Zone level competition, but the fourth place design is obviously much better than the top three."
Then Su Xiaocai looked up who the top three winners were.
And the mystery was solved once she investigated; the first two were from affluent families, and the third was the grandson of a major tycoon.
The host and organizer were a certain familiar large entertainment company.
"From now on, don’t participate in anything hosted by that company. It’s too rigged," Su Xiaocai pointed out the key issue.
Feng Wansha pursed her lips, "Soon after school starts, there’s going to be a competition hosted by that company, which Senior Sister Xue mentioned. Some classmates said they’re going to participate, and I was considering it too because there are a lot of prizes, but after hearing what you said, I won’t go."
"Yeah, unless you desperately need money, it’s better to focus on your studies," Xing Miao also agreed that Feng Wansha shouldn’t participate in the competition.
"But I don’t have anyone to discuss this with, all my classmates avoid me." Feng Wansha was only sad about this.
"You can ask the master," Wu Qingqing blurted out, "Maybe the master is even better than school teachers."
Su Xiaocai rolled her eyes, "Don’t flatter me, I’m just a kind of vegetable."
Feng Wansha took off her glasses, looking at her earnestly with puppy eyes.
Clearly saying, I really need a friend who shares a common language.
"You don’t have anyone else to talk to?"
Xing Miao’s red lips slightly parted, "Actually, she kind of despises how others can’t keep up with her thinking." The world of geniuses is so lonely.
Wu Qingqing: "..." So complicated.
The sleepy Su Xiaocai mumbled, "I only answer questions, I don’t do chit-chat services."
Watching Su Xiaocai’s petite back, Feng Wansha pondered over the mystery around Su Xiaocai, like patents, calling out people’s names quickly, and the cube that could incapacitate people.
When combined, everything about Su Xiaocai was shrouded in the word "mystery."
Feng Wansha struggled with emotional intelligence. Her family was particularly worried that her roommate might bully her, and they intentionally researched everyone’s family backgrounds.
After researching, they naturally told Feng Wansha.
Wu Qingqing’s information was almost transparent; her social circle could be traced through her friend circle.
Xing Miao’s background was a bit more complex. Her mom was the third wife of a tycoon but Xing Miao herself had no blood relation to the tycoon.
As for Su Xiaocai, apart from the daily life videos displayed on the platform, there was no other information.
It seems like one could understand her life, but in reality, nothing was known.
In the videos, she often goofs around and acts foolish, but in real interactions, she was utterly different from normal students.
Mainly, she was too carefree, too relaxed, narrow-mindedly speaking, she was shameless.
She had no such burden.
Feng Wansha couldn’t figure her out, nor did she try, as long as there was someone to exchange technical ideas with, she was satisfied.
The next day, Su Xiaocai slept until noon, Wu Qingqing had already completed the training set by Su Xiaocai.
The four of them were eating scallion lamb buns made by Xiao Wanzi when Feng Wansha handed two sheets of paper to Su Xiaocai, on which there was a diagram of a mech joint pivot shaft, aiming to test Su Xiaocai’s depth of knowledge.
"I discussed it online with netizens yesterday, this is a long-standing topic online, aimed at enhancing the flexibility of mechas, but it hasn’t been solved yet. Can you solve it?"
Su Xiaocai glanced at it, "Pen?"
Feng Wansha handed her the pen.
Su Xiaocai took a new sheet of white paper and, without any measuring tools, casually sketched out a component structure diagram on the paper.
The structure diagram gradually took shape, and Feng Wansha’s eyes grew brighter and brighter.
Once Su Xiaocai finished drawing, she took a deep breath and picked up the diagram.
This was a brand new structure, and being a young genius, she knew its value at first glance.
The lamb buns were instantly forgotten, as Feng Wansha immersed herself in Su Xiaocai’s solution diagram.
Xing Miao watched as Feng Wansha gradually got intoxicated, "Caicai, why don’t you choose a mech-related academy, you would surely shine brightly."
"Yes, praise me like that in the future," Su Xiaocai said bluntly: "Besides growing vegetables, I’m versatile. That’s why I chose agriculture."
Such an infuriating statement.