Interstellar Number One Farmer: I Only Want To Farm!-Chapter 451 - 139: School Team Meeting_2

The math teacher caught a glimpse out of the corner of her eye, smiled gently, while Su Xiaocai rubbed her forehead, looking slightly cold, half-lying in the chair, unyielding, with an aura of dominance exuding from her.

Perhaps it was the halo of a boss, maybe it was the status of a "Vegetable Farmer" coach, but nobody dared to talk to her first thing when she opened her eyes.

Silence enveloped the surrounding area.

"Hello, Su," the math teacher said with a smile.

Su Xiaocai looked up, smiling slightly, "Sorry, Teacher, I really don’t have the time for now. Maybe come to me after the school term starts, is that okay?"

"Uh, well, okay," the math teacher replied with a smile, indicating it was no problem.

Su Xiaocai remained the polite Su Xiaocai but didn’t dare to press for more now. Today’s Extraordinary Island is not the same as yesterday’s. If it was just a small company before, it’s a giant now.

As the boss, Su Xiaocai’s value has skyrocketed.

The math teacher glanced at Su Xiaocai again, her lips curled in a faint smile; her eyes no longer as clear as they once were, hints of deeper meaning could be discerned.

The math teacher had a realization.

When Su Xiaocai agreed to help after the school started, it wasn’t a selfless act; her research team needed to show their sincerity.

It’s an unspoken rule: just because I said I’d help doesn’t mean you don’t have to give anything in return.

Previously, Su Xiaocai didn’t ask for payment, so she always refused.

Once she agrees to participate, it means her remuneration needs to be appropriate.

The math teacher returned to her seat, contemplating what the lab could offer to invite this prominent figure.

Not quite a master but surpassing a master; it’s hard to determine a price.

"Su, could you sign your name?"

"I want one too."

Su Xiaocai didn’t want to leave a signature in the New World, "Signing now won’t make any difference, wait till school starts."

"Okay, okay, remember that."

"Make sure you come to me."

Xue Huiyi watched as everyone’s attention focused on Su Xiaocai. She leaned against the chair, her expression calm but with a bitter heart.

Su Xiaocai had embarked on a glorious path.

Growing up in a privileged family, she followed the rules and received an elite education, yet she was close to blending into mediocrity.

Recently, she hasn’t had any outstanding work to show, not that she didn’t want to showcase it, but compared to Su Xiaocai’s achievements, it amounted to nothing. In this regard, Xue Huiyi had some self-awareness.

So lately, she’s been screening for a potential husband, hoping to raise her social status through a powerful family.

She hasn’t listened to Mr. and Mrs. Xue’s guidance at all.

In her past life, Xue Huiyi had grown up at the bottom and never escaped the vicious cycle and curse of relying on others to climb up.

Her subconscious always sought external strength rather than relying on herself; she believed her limited knowledge wasn’t enough to become superior.

Her inferiority complex led to extreme envy.

The follower at her side immediately noticed something was wrong, placing their hand on her shoulder, "Things will get better. She can’t shine for a lifetime. You are the daughter of the Xue Family, and you need to learn to endure."

Xue Huiyi frowned, disliking the follower’s touch. Lately, the follower had been getting more audacious, even managing her affairs.

But she was under complete surveillance by the Xue Family; only the follower could help her buy things and pass on messages.

The appointed time came, and only two competitors didn’t show up, as some had reasons to be absent and had already obtained permission.

Mei Lan started to speak, his meaning clear: only those present would advance to the second round of Military Training, which was rather embarrassing.

This meeting was for him to coordinate with the teachers to help with intensive training.

They sought any good suggestions to keep the existing number of participants and not to be easily eliminated.

Wu Qingqing raised her hand, "We have our coaches here, so shouldn’t participate in such training."

Mei Lan looked towards Su Xiaocai, "You are their coach, what do you think?"

Su Xiaocai replied assertively, "I obviously believe my training methods are fine. The achievements of the Vegetable Farmers have proven I have the capability. If anyone can beat me in theory and practice, then I’ll step down from the coach position, and the Vegetable Farmers can go wherever they want."

Su Xiaocai nearly pointed at Mei Lan’s nose, indicating that no one was her equal, so don’t bring up centralized training that would hinder her team’s progress.

The Vegetable Farmers visibly sat up straighter, now certain that Su Xiaocai’s good temper towards the math teacher was all a façade; her pressure was still very low.

Now was the time to smooth things over; going against her might make her quit on the spot.

Mei Lan seemed to understand this too, "I didn’t mean it that way. I just wanted to say that the Vegetable Farmers’ results are evident, and if possible, you could occasionally participate to guide the students."