Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 908

"Register me as a normal student. Treat me like a regular transfer. I don't want any special treatment."

"Yes, yes, of course! Everything is already set up!" Chancellor Keaton nodded eagerly. "We've placed you in the Vanguard Honors Program. I'll take you to the classroom right now!"

Serena cast a sidelong glance at him. "If you take me there, how is that keeping a low profile?"

The Chancellor rubbed his hands nervously. "Then... then..."

Serena looked down at the pathetic man on the floor and tilted her chin. "He can show me the way."

"Yes, yes! I'll escort you immediately, Miss Lancaster!" Director Keaton wouldn't dare argue.

He scrambled to his feet, a complete mess.

He dusted off his knees and wiped his sweaty face. "Right this way, please..."

As he led her out.

The Chancellor, Mr. Harrison, and the deans glared at him warningly.

Chancellor Keaton lowered his voice. "I trust you know what to keep your mouth shut about."

Director Keaton nodded frantically.

He understood.

He understood perfectly!

He wouldn't dare breathe a word to anyone.

Not even to the Doyle family!

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Marington's Vanguard Honors Program was located on the top floor of the science building.

The atmosphere here was completely different from regular classes.

The classroom was spacious and brightly lit, with only twenty desks.

Each desk was equipped with high-end computers and lab equipment, and the walls were lined with certificates and trophies.

They were all from global competitions.

"No exams? Then who knows what her actual skill level is? Why does she get to join us? She's just going to drag down our average IQ."

"The Gauntlet is coming up, and MIT's new algorithm is already giving us a headache. We don't even have time to run the data analysis, and the school is shoving some random girl into our group?"

"..."

Clearly.

The geniuses of the Vanguard Honors Program were completely against this incoming transfer.

Just then.

Mr. Ashwell, the head instructor of the program, walked in.

"Settle down, everyone. We have a new transfer student joining us today. Let's make her feel welcome."

Mr. Ashwell started clapping.

The students offered a few scattered, sarcastic claps in response, entirely unenthusiastic.

With the Gauntlet so close, how could they not be suspicious of a sudden addition?