A Young Woman's Heart

"Of course!"

"Hey, I designed most of it, okay?"

"I was involved too!"

"Yes, you added two gold threads to the hem of the skirt..." Qiu Yi mumbled with droopy eyelids, only to have her cheek grabbed by Ye Wen. "Waaaaah, aww..."

It's probably only when there are fewer people around that the two teachers show their mischievous side.

The long skirts seemed to be meant to be worn with white shirts, because each skirt had a small red tie tucked inside, which reminded Mo Xueyao of the days when she wore a red scarf every day in elementary school...

The black, fitted dress has a skirt that reaches to the calves, with two gold threads along the hem and cuffs. The neckline is also edged in gold, and the Yukong High School emblem is on a silver background with a gold trim on the left chest.

The school emblem of Yukong High School is beautiful. Clouds are close to the circular frame, and in the middle of the frame is a spherical hyacinth with a few raindrops on it.

"She's really beautiful... Ms. Qiu, you're amazing!"

"It's nothing." Qiu Yi proudly tossed her hair, but Ye Wen dragged her out of the classroom.

"Let's go, let's go have breakfast!"

"Today isn't about eating..."

"Eat some more, I'm not full yet!"

……

Chapter Two is the same as before, in the band classroom.

The third person to arrive today was not Mr. Xue, but Wang Jiale, who usually arrives later than the other band members even when he has band practice.

It was only a little past six o'clock.

—After all, Mo Xueyao and Li Wanyan left early, so even though they had been sitting in the classroom for a while, it was still early morning when many people had not yet gotten up.

"Wow, I thought I'd be the first one here! You two are way too early! Did you sleep in the classroom yesterday?" Wang Jiale ran over in surprise and sat down next to Mo Xueyao. "Xiaoyao! Long time no see, class monitor, long time no see!"

"So excited?" Mo Xueyao looked at her with amusement. "Winter break is only a month long, and you can't sit still anymore?"

"Yeah, winter break is the most boring time, unlike summer break where you can go out and play." Wang Jiale covered her mouth and stretched like a cat. "After the Lantern Festival, I was already thinking about coming back to school! By the way, Xiaoyao, did you bring your instrument?"

"Ah! Musical instruments!" Having been away from school for so long, she'd forgotten to bring them back. Mo Xueyao touched her new schoolbag tucked into her drawer and gave an embarrassed smile. "I didn't bring them..."

"Phew, thank goodness, I forgot to bring that too..."

"Lele came so early today, how come she wasn't prepared?"

"That's why I didn't take it—I left it by my room door yesterday, but I forgot today!" Wang Jiale pouted and muttered. "But it's only the first day, it should be fine, right?"

"As a band member, you don't even bring an instrument, humph!" Just then, Hua Yinyin walked in carrying her pipa bag, and then directly jumped over the table and tackled Mo Xueyao.

"Puff-"

The chair lost its balance, and both of them fell to the ground.

The table behind them was pushed down quite a bit, and Hua Yinyin, like one of those enthusiastic fans, hugged Mo Xueyao's leg and rubbed against it vigorously, saying, "Hehehe, little Yaoyao~~"

"Hiss—" Mo Xueyao covered her head and pushed her body in annoyance, but her hands sank into soft flesh. "Hey, get up!"

"Let me hug you a little longer! I haven't hugged you in a month, I have to hug you all back!"

"Fine, hug me, but don't drool on my socks!"

"We're back, we're back! This is exactly how it should be!" Wang Jiale rested her chin on her hand, looking nostalgic. Anyone who didn't know her would probably think she had graduated many years ago and was just back for a nostalgic trip.

"Little Yaoyao~ Your thighs are so chubby, it feels so good~"

"Hua—Yin—Yin—!" Although she had already guessed that Hua Yinyin would cause some trouble when she arrived, she didn't expect her to be so excited. Mo Xueyao's eyes widened, and she shouted, word by word, "Get up!"

"Mmm!" Before getting up, Hua Yinyin kissed her on the cheek. "Hehe, I deliberately put on lipstick. Look, I left a lip print!"

"I want to stay too! I want to stay too!" Wang Jiale chimed in.

"It's so noisy..." Mo Xueyao, who finally managed to get up, helplessly patted the dust off her dress, straightened the chair, and sat down again. "Yinyin, when will you be normal?"

"I think I'm perfectly normal!"

“Exactly, that’s right. It’s when Yinyin is normal that she seems abnormal,” Wang Jiale nodded vigorously in agreement.

"Wang Jiale, Hua Yinyin, come and get your new school uniforms." Li Wanyan, who had witnessed the whole process, glanced at the two of them indifferently, especially focusing on Hua Yinyin's face for a second or two, which made the latter shrink back, looking like she was obediently admitting her mistake in front of the teacher.

"New school uniforms?" Wang Jiale's attention was immediately drawn to them. "What kind of what kind?"

“It’s a black dress.” Mo Xueyao straightened her desk and patted the school uniform packaging bag that had fallen to the ground. “It’s black, and it’s quite pretty.”

"Really? Let me see?"

"What size does Wang Jiale need?" Li Wanyan opened the other boxes, which contained clothes of different sizes, but it seemed there were no XL sizes. She figured a big girl like Tian Xinnan probably wouldn't be able to fit into them…

While the uniforms at Yukong High School are certainly nice, they aren't very flattering for girls who aren't in good shape.

In this respect, the sports uniform style of regular high school is more in line with fairness.

However, overly baggy school uniforms can make people less conscious of maintaining their figure. For example, with uniforms like those at Yukong High School, if you're even slightly overweight, the skirt might become very difficult to button up...

In such situations, it can serve as a form of encouragement and supervision.

Things always have two sides, like this: positive and negative.

"For me... the smallest size should be fine?"

“Size S.” Li Wanyan handed over a bag of school uniforms.

As soon as Wang Jiale received it, he eagerly opened it in front of his seat.

The black school uniform, made of soft pure cotton with only a few gold trims and no extra patterns, made Wang Jiale stare in disbelief: "So beautiful!! Can I change into it now?"

"There's no need to rush..." Mo Xueyao helplessly covered her forehead.

"I want size L!" Hua Yinyin exclaimed anxiously as she rushed over to the school uniform, jumping around like a child.

"Yinyin, you want a size L? Aren't you about the same height as me? I only wear a size M." Mo Xueyao touched the school uniform packaging bag in front of her and asked in confusion.

"Well, I have bigger breasts, hehe~" Hua Yinyin scratched the back of her head, pretending to be cute and shy.

Upon hearing this, Wang Jiale couldn't help but let out a heavy "tsk".

"Let's go to the band room to change!"

"Lele, why are you in such a hurry..."

"If it doesn't fit, you can exchange it."

"Yes, yes," Hua Yinyin nodded in agreement. "Little Yaoyao, let's go change our clothes~"

Judging from her appearance, it was clear that testing whether the clothes fit was a pretense; she really wanted to see Mo Xueyao change clothes.

Yi rolled her eyes and said defiantly, "I didn't bring any instruments, why would I go to the band room? Besides, if I need to change, I'll change in the bathroom..."

"We're all girls, don't be so shy! Hurry up, let me see if you've gained weight!"

In the end, Mo Xueyao was dragged out of the classroom by Hua Yinyin. Li Wanyan looked at the size L school uniform on her desk, hesitated for a moment, and then followed them to the band room.

When the four of them walked together, it was obvious that Li Wanyan was the tallest, and she was even a little taller than Mo Xueyao, who was 1.62 meters tall.

If the other three were still as naive as children, then Li Wanyan already showed signs of maturity.

Pushing open the door to the band room, the dust wasn't as heavy as inside the classroom; it was just a bit stuffy.

It's probably because everyone cleaned it carefully before the holiday.

"Look, the Q-version drawings from before!" Hua Yinyin was the first to run into the classroom, pointing at the drawings on the whiteboard and laughing loudly, "They're still there!"

“No one would normally come in and erase your painting, so it’s normal that it’s still there…” Mo Xueyao muttered with drooping eyelids, but still couldn’t help glancing at the whiteboard a few more times.

Even though only a winter break had passed, she felt like the previous semester was a long time ago.

The painting depicts five chibi-style figures, each playing their own instrument, with the large title at the top reading "Snow Music Band, Welcome Back!"

"Look, this is what we wrote last year to us this year," Wang Jiale said with a chuckle, pointing to the title. "We're back!"

"You're back!"

"It's just a winter break, why make it so sentimental..." Mo Xueyao touched the chair to make sure there was no dust, then plopped down. "Weren't you supposed to be changing clothes? What are you dawdling about?"

"Take a look at my masterpiece! I'll erase this one tomorrow... um—I'll do it tomorrow!" Hua Yinyin teased, pointing at the stick figures on the whiteboard. "Look, the cleaning tools that helped us clean up the other day are right here!"

"If Cha Li and Lu Chengyuan come, they'll definitely beat you up," Mo Xueyao said teasingly, crossing her legs.

Wang Jiale turned around, locked the door, and then drew the curtains on both sides.

The classroom, without its lights on, suddenly became very dark.

But Hua Yinyin seemed to really like the dim lighting, because it gave her an opportunity to 'commit a crime'...

"Click." Li Wanyan frowned slightly as she turned on the light. Hua Yinyin, who had been sneaking around trying to do something, straightened up sheepishly.

Thankfully, Li Wanyan arrived; otherwise, Hua Yinyin would definitely have taken the opportunity to grope her.

Even so, while changing clothes, her eyes couldn't help but dart around.

"Wow, Wanyan has such a great figure! Her thighs look really toned!"

"Mmm!" Wang Jiale nodded vigorously in agreement, but her gaze fell on the chests of the other three people before finally looking down at her own. However, even Mo Xueyao's were bigger than hers.

In fact, Wang Jiale is indeed completely flat-chested...

In the South at that time, Wanyan's figure could be considered tall.

Most women in the south are not that tall. The tall girls in the class usually have one parent who is from the north.

Of course, there are exceptions, such as Mo Xueyao, who, despite having Russian ancestry, has a petite figure like an Asian...

"Wanyan's isn't small either, Xiaoyaoyao must have touched it while sleeping at night! Damn it, Xiaoyaoyao actually..."

"Hey, hey, I haven't said anything yet!"

"Next time I want to sleep with Xiaoyaoyao too! And let Xiaoyaoyao touch me!"

"...Aren't you focusing on the wrong thing?"

"Ahem, can we change the subject...?" Wang Jiale coughed awkwardly twice, bent down and pinched the soft flesh of her thigh, revealing a noticeable gap between her thighs. "Let's compare who's thinner!"

If Mo Xueyao puts her thighs together, there's hardly any gap at the top of her thighs, but that doesn't mean she's fat; it just means Wang Jiale is really too thin.