A Young Woman's Heart

Although I didn't always call her over before, the feeling of being forgotten is never pleasant.

"Little Yaoyao—!" Suddenly, Hua Yinyin shouted from downstairs. She stood up and looked out the window.

Hua Yinyin was standing downstairs shouting and jumping. When she saw her looking over, she waved excitedly: "What—to—drink—?"

"Huh?" Mo Xueyao was a little taken aback. She glanced at the half-finished Coke that Gao Yuan had given her as a treat and gently shook her head.

"There's hot fruit juice!" Wang Jiale also emerged from around the corner, shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Want some?" Hua Yinyin jumped up again, as if she wanted to jump straight to the fourth floor.

"drink--"

"it is good--"

"Like a child." Mo Xueyao couldn't help but shake her head, but her mood suddenly became much better.

She was probably lost in thought the whole time, so no one invited her to join them.

Even though we changed seats and are now farther apart in the classroom, we're still good friends.

Mo Xueyao felt somewhat ashamed of her slight dissatisfaction earlier.

As the school bell rang, the girls ran back. Hua Yinyin was probably too excited and threw a can of hot juice at them from a distance.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey!" Mo Xueyao hurriedly shrank back, stretching her hands out in front of her, mainly to protect her face, because she felt she couldn't catch it at all.

"Smack!" It wasn't the sound of a can hitting her face. Mo Xueyao opened her eyes in confusion and saw Leng Feng catch the metal can with one hand, toss it in her hand, and then gently flick it. The can of drink actually spun in her hand like a basketball.

"Thump." Finally, she placed it steadily on Mo Xueyao's desk.

"Wow, that's amazing... Damn, Hua Yinyin, that was too dangerous!" Mo Xueyao couldn't help but exclaim, only then remembering what almost happened just now.

"Hey, sorry, sorry, I got a little carried away with my excitement."

Why are you so happy?

"Hmph, because I thought of something to be happy about." Hua Yinyin turned her head away, darted back to her seat, and secretly made a face at Mo Xueyao.

"Like an idiot..." She sat up straight, rubbing her forehead, and looked at Leng Feng. "Thanks for earlier."

"It's nothing~" Leng Feng's eyes darted around, and he smiled slyly, "Just do me a small favor later."

"Huh, what kind of help?"

"Um—later...can I copy today's math homework?"

"Uh... is that all... but isn't it a bit inappropriate to copy homework on the first day of school?"

"Please..." Leng Feng clasped his hands together and bowed to her. "I have other things to do after school today, so I don't want to do math homework that requires thinking."

"Okay, okay, you can copy it later." Mo Xueyao had no choice but to agree. The latter immediately gave her a thumbs up and then gently patted her back twice, as if to express that they were good buddies.

It's somewhat like how boys interact.

Mo Xueyao was a little worried about having a new deskmate she wasn't very familiar with—after all, they hadn't really interacted before.

"Ah, what's the first class on Monday again?" she suddenly asked, looking at Leng Feng beside her.

The latter shrugged, her wheat-colored skin appearing even darker in comparison to hers: "How should I know?"

“Hmm, English…” Huang Yuxi, who was sitting in front of Mo Xueyao, turned her head slightly and said softly.

"Oh, right, it's English... so an English book... wait, no English book was given out at all!" Mo Xueyao was about to rummage through her drawer for her textbook when she suddenly remembered this.

Just then, Ye Wen, who had only walked out of the classroom a short while ago, rushed back in a hurry: "Huff...huff, all the boys in our class, go to the classrooms on the first floor and move the books! Huff..."

“If you’re a man, come with me!” Li Hongran immediately stood up.

At the corner of the corridor, although Wang Qianyu was not visible, her voice could still be heard: "What's wrong, Wenwen?"

"Oh dear, we were changing seats this morning, and I forgot to ask someone to bring the books."

"Pfft, you're a homeroom teacher now, how come you're still as absent-minded as you were in school?"

"Ahem! It's normal to forget for a moment, I'm getting old!"

"Tch, you're still old~"

"I'm getting old, older than you!"

The two female teachers, just like ordinary high school girls, started teasing each other at the classroom door.

As soon as the bell rang, a group of boys ran into the classroom with their books in hand.

All the textbooks for each subject, as well as the workbooks for each subject, were placed on the podium and distributed by Li Wanyan, Cha Li, and Mr. Xue.

Mo Xueyao couldn't help but recall the first time she moved books. Back then, she wasn't used to her current identity yet. Li Hongran called out "all the boys in the class," and she went along with them.

Now, she no longer instinctively stands up because of such words.

Subtly and gradually, she has also changed a lot.

The first ten minutes of this English class were spent distributing books, which allowed Wang Qianyu to give Ye Wen a good scolding.

It was more like teasing between close friends than a scolding.

Wang Qianyu, who had been hiding at the corner of the corridor, finally walked into the classroom.

Wang Qianyu, who usually goes for a cute style, was dressed today in an outfit that gave off a very English teacher vibe: it was hard to describe exactly what kind of clothing it was, but the skirt and top were mostly made of tulle with lots of pretty lace trim. The color was light purple and somewhat transparent, revealing the color of the camisole underneath.

"Wow--"

"I saw it! I saw it!"

"Teacher Wang, this outfit looks like a child wearing adult clothes on you!" Gao Yuan, who is known for his thick skin, shouted, only to be met with a round eye roll from Wang Qianyu.

"Gao Yuan~ If you say that again, I'll take off my clothes and give them to you to wear."

"No, no..."

"Wear it! Wear it!" Liu Xiaowei immediately started cheering.

"Take it off right here!" Jun Ruohuan seemed to thrive on chaos.

"Alright! Quiet down, everyone. I brought you prizes for the first class today—" Wang Qianyu said, placing the bag she was carrying on the podium. "Everyone who raises their hand to answer a question today will receive a prize, and this is it!"

The bag contained small boxes of Lego bricks, definitely not the kind of pirated toys Mo Xueyao bought when she was a child, but genuine products.

Even a small box of this is much more expensive than the counterfeit version.

"Tch, how old are you, still playing with building blocks."

"That's it."

"If you don't want them, just give them to whoever wants them~" Wang Qianyu snorted and said coquettishly, "You guys, especially Gao Yuan and Liu Xiaowei, you're always going against me. What's wrong with me? Do you think I'm too easy to bully?"

"No...cough..." Gao Yuan touched his nose and lowered his head guiltily.

"Yes, you see, why don't you dare to cause trouble in Teacher Jingdie's class?"

"Cough cough cough-"

Wang Qianyu had enlivened the classroom atmosphere. After she said those few words, even the usually mischievous students obediently suppressed their excitement and listened attentively to the lesson.

While a stern face can keep the classroom quiet, Wang Qianyu's ability to get everyone to quiet down on their own is the most valuable.

The first English class of the new semester was very simple. Mo Xueyao had previewed it beforehand and could even answer the questions without listening.

So my attention is always on the scenery outside the window.

It's probably because I haven't sat in this seat for a long time.

Leng Feng's situation was similar to hers, but the reasons were completely different.

Judging from her blank expression, it seemed like she was having a hard time understanding it...

Ah, no, perhaps we should ask her if her brain is even working?

"Does anyone know where..." Wang Qianyu was posing a question, her gaze sweeping over the students below the stage, "Mo Xueyao, can you answer this?"

"Huh? Me? Oh... this is..." Mo Xueyao only glanced at the question and was able to easily come up with the answer. After all, it was the first lesson and it was very simple.

"Not bad, not bad, but even if you've already mastered it, don't get distracted. I'll give you a calculation, and you can come back to get the building blocks later."

"oh oh……"

"Cold Wind, why are you spacing out too? Have you even learned it yet?"

"Ah...cough." Leng Feng stood up awkwardly and scratched his wheat-colored cheeks with a rosy blush.

"Look at the blackboard. There are four options for this question. Which one should you choose?"

"...Uh...uh...C...?"

The students burst into laughter.

"This question has absolutely nothing to do with the four options below. How did you choose C? These four options are four different ways of writing it!" Wang Qianyu glared at her with her hands on her hips. "Stand still and listen to the lesson properly."

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Note: Leng Feng: This is a tribute to Leng Feng Wunai, an early author of crossdressing fiction. His representative works include "The Female Peacock of the Boys' School" and "Girls Starting Today".

Chapter Seven: The Miserable Physical Education Class

Flowers of all colors are conversing with spring, and the wind is acting as their messenger.

Perhaps the fragrance of flowers is their 'language'.

As the morning sun rises along with the gentle warmth of spring, you can't help but squint at the dazzling sunlight when you look up.

Leng Feng stood for the entire English class, and only when get out of class ended did she finally plop down in her chair.

"Ugh... English is such a hassle..."

"English, well, it's alright... but it's definitely a bit tiring. Without any tricks, you can only memorize by rote." Mo Xueyao shrugged and nudged Huang Yuxi sitting in front of her. "Xiao Xi, Xiao Xi, what's the next class?"

"Um...PE...PE class," Huang Yuxi answered slowly and deliberately. It wasn't that he was deliberately speaking like that, but he had to think about how to pronounce each word, and he couldn't yet speak a complete sentence without thinking like a normal person.

"Huh? It's the second period, PE class?"

"Yes!" He nodded vigorously. "You...understand?"

"No problem, even though you're a little unclear-speaking, you'll get better if you talk more." Mo Xueyao laughed heartily and patted his shoulder hard, which seemed to greatly encourage him.