"Meizi, you don't know how much I want to be in the Chinese department; what kind of enlightenment they offer! The cultural foundation there is much stronger. She chooses to torture me by suggesting History, which is so boring; it's all terribly dull. It's nowhere near as fun as the Chinese department."
Before Nie Yunmei could comfort Shen Jiadan, Peng Cuiling's loud voice interrupted.
"Ah! Dandan, you and I are in the same boat. Apart from History, I could have chosen any other department. Yet my mother chose this one for me, saying that people who study History don't talk much, hoping it might help me soften my loud voice..."
Watching these people bury their heads in their hands, Su Xiaowan thought about her roommates in the dormitory. She suspected that this year's History department might not be as dull as expected.
That night, Su Xiaowan did not stay in the dormitory but went home instead.
