A Young Woman's Heart

"I heard the illustrations were drawn by Teacher Taiyin?" Gao Yuan asked.

"Yes……"

"Is the school counselor too sinister?"

"It's her."

"So she can draw too, that's amazing." Mo Xueyao also found this new character and couldn't wait to enter the battle after selecting her.

In this mode, you can choose to fight with the same character, but when you're fighting together, it can be a little hard to tell which character you are...

This was their first time playing, and both of them were still getting familiar with and exploring the game. However, Zhou Yong's learning speed was significantly faster. After the first five or six games, his win rate suddenly increased, and Mo Xueyao could hardly beat him anymore—she couldn't beat him even with other characters.

"Damn it, I just don't believe it! I think using Teacher 'Jingdie' should be fine!" Mo Xueyao shouted angrily, her hands becoming increasingly irritable.

"Damn it! Mo Xueyao, you're off to the band room..." Gao Yuan couldn't wait to try it out, but he couldn't bring himself to say "Damn it" after holding it in for a long time.

"Wait, one last round!"

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Chapter Twenty-Nine: No School Anniversary Celebration This Year

"Squeak—sizzle..." A small truck covered in mud stopped under a maple tree with swaying green leaves.

These small trucks that don't go very fast are generally called 'tractors' by the older generation.

Of course, it can actually run at 100 mph without any problem, it just won't run that fast most of the time.

Huang Zhengyang pushed open the car door with a bang and jumped down from the high driver's seat. The gentle spring breeze that blew in his face could not stir his short hair, which was only two inches long.

He moved to the other side of the car, opened the door, caught Huang Yuxi as she jumped out, and gently placed her on the ground.

"Come on, I'll take you to school. What do you want to eat today?" Huang Zhengyang had to take his younger brother to school in the morning and then go to the farm. Because he was short on time, he usually didn't have time to make breakfast for himself.

"Hmm..." Huang Yuxi tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Nothing, I just really... want to eat it."

The main problem is that the breakfast shops near the school only offer a few kinds of food, and you can try almost every kind in half a month.

"How about pan-fried dumplings? We can take them to the classroom to eat; it'll be more convenient."

"Okay." Huang Yuxi gripped her brother's arm tightly and gently rubbed her face against his chest, looking nothing like a boy who already had a girlfriend.

—They're basically elementary school students who haven't grown up yet!

Before this, Huang Zhengyang had always been worried about his younger brother's future. He thought that his brother lacked masculinity and it would be difficult for him to be liked by girls.

But now it seems that thinking that way was an overreaction.

No matter what kind of man he is, there will be women who like him. At the very least, he is cute and can arouse a girl's maternal instincts. You know, there are quite a few girls who like fat men!

And he wasn't just a chubby little guy, but a huge fat guy who looked like a winter melon.

In this modern society, the social division of labor between men and women has actually begun to become blurred.

A well-behaved and cute boy paired with a passionate and outgoing girl is actually quite nice.

Thinking this, Huang Zhengyang let him hold his arm and walk forward.

Occasionally, I can't help but feel a little regretful. Why didn't I have a girlfriend during my student days? Maybe I would be married by now. I wouldn't be so clueless as to not even know a single woman my own age.

After buying fried dumplings and milk from a roadside vendor, the older brother escorted his younger brother all the way to the school gate.

It was another warm season that made people sleepy. Huang Zhengyang couldn't help but yawn, looking at Huang Yuxi who was applying lipstick next to him.

Springtime is very humid, but it seems to have become a habit for him; even in summer, he still applies it every morning...

Huang Zhengyang didn't like this thing at all; it felt like being smeared with lard, which was very uncomfortable.

"Goodbye, brother!" Huang Yuxi, carrying her schoolbag, ran a few steps like a short-legged hamster before turning around and waving vigorously.

"See you after school!" Huang Zhengyang waved and waited until he walked into the corridor and disappeared from sight before leaving.

……

In front of the blackboard in the classroom, Li Wanyan was writing today's class schedule and the list of students on duty in the corner with chalk, and the names of Mo Xueyao and Wang Jiale were also written on it.

"Lele, let's go, let's go to the band!" Mo Xueyao, who had just run back from the game room, shouted to Wang Jiale, who had just arrived in the classroom, as she carried her electronic keyboard.

She had just put down her schoolbag and was about to leave with her bass bag.

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll get my homework out!"

"Yaoyao, you have to clean today." Li Wanyan put down the chalk, turned around, and said calmly, "Wang Jiale too."

"Huh? I'm cleaning?" Mo Xueyao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly slapped her forehead, "Oh right, it's my turn to clean today!"

"Hmm, it's Friday already! Time flies!" Wang Jiale said somewhat absentmindedly. For a student to not even know it's Friday, it's either because their life is too busy and fulfilling, or because their days are too relaxed and leisurely, to the point that they don't care what day of the week it is.

Clearly, the students at Yukong High School belong to the latter category.

Just then, Huang Yuxi, who was also cleaning today, walked into the classroom carrying breakfast—his job was to wipe the blackboard, which was the easiest among the students on duty.

"Xiao Xi, you're here."

"Hmm, Yao, good morning." Perhaps because speaking is still a bit difficult, Huang Yuxi always simplifies her address to a single word when calling someone by name.

It sounds like a Japanese drama translated into Chinese.

In that context, people often use only one character to address acquaintances, at most followed by "君" (jun).

However, calling him 'Yao-kun' doesn't sound so bad, does it?

"Xiao Xi~!" Wang Jiale pinched his cheek as he walked by. His soft little face always brought a good mood to the day.

"Hey, this is Sanhua Tongjue's boyfriend, Lele, you'd better have some self-respect," Mo Xueyao joked.

"I'm just saying hello to friends—it's just that I've gotten used to it. You do it sometimes too, don't you, Xiaoyao?"

Mo Xueyao, who was about to raise her hand to pinch his cheek, lowered her hand sheepishly and laughed awkwardly, "Ahem, I'm used to it, I'm used to it..."

Huang Yuxi, the class mascot, is someone that both boys and girls can't help but tease when they see him, because seeing him blush is just too funny.

And even after spending so much time together, he still blushes...

I think everyone likes an innocent child, right?

"Where's Gao Yuan?" Ye Banxia asked as she flipped down the chairs that the other students had climbed onto.

"Him? He's still in the game room! You'll have to have Wanyan call a boy to fetch him." Mo Xueyao clearly didn't intend to make the trip again. "I'm too lazy to go, I'm too tired."

"Liu Xiaowei." Li Wanyan looked at Liu Xiaowei, who was also cleaning today... no, he had to clean every day. "Go and call Gao Yuan here."

"Alright!" As fellow sufferers who had to clean every day, Liu Xiaowei was more than happy to bring that guy along to suffer with him.

Mo Xueyao, who was rushing to the band room for a drink and practice, quickly started sweeping the floor, but some scraps of paper still got stuck in the corners.

"Wanyan, Lele and I are going to the band room!" After quickly finishing sweeping, she carried her electronic keyboard and ran out of the classroom like the wind, with Wang Jiale following closely behind her.

If these two, especially Mo Xueyao, kept running with weights like this every day, they might be able to achieve excellent results in the physical education exam...

Li Wanyan gently shook her head, picked up the broom and dustpan that she hadn't put back in their proper place, and started cleaning the classroom again.

Standing downstairs in the laboratory building, you can hear the clear sound of a suona horn from afar. It is Mr. Xue playing "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix," which is perfect for such a refreshing morning.

Mo Xueyao was already out of breath when she ran into the classroom.

Mr. Xue, who was pouring tea at the table by the door, put down his cup and naturally extended his hand. Mo Xueyao also naturally handed him the electronic keyboard she was carrying on her back, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huff... Hah... Huff... My teeth hurt from running..." Mo Xueyao took a deep breath and muttered, covering her cheek.

Wang Jiale, on the other hand, seemed quite at ease, befitting someone who often runs into the school gate.

Back in her first year of high school, she would rush into school one minute before she was late every day, and she never failed. It made people suspect that she arrived early and deliberately waited until the last minute to come in.

So much so that he became quite famous among the teachers.

You might not know her name, but if you mention "the girl who arrives at school right on time every day," you'll definitely know it's her.

"Why are you running so fast?" Mr. Xue helped her put the electronic keyboard on the stand, turned his head and asked with a smile.

"It's getting late... Phew, I played with the new character for a while in the game room this morning," Mo Xueyao said excitedly, but no one asked her what the new character was.

Clearly, everyone here, except for her, is not interested in the 'Rainy Sky Brawl'.

She could only awkwardly shut her mouth and didn't continue speaking.

Mr. Xue handed her the teacup she had placed there. It was half-filled with shimmering green tea, a type of tea with a slightly bitter taste, but not too bitter, and with a refreshing aftertaste, which was exactly what she liked.

"Thank you!" Mo Xueyao accepted the tea without any hesitation, then gulped it down in one go, emptying the lukewarm tea completely—Wang Jiale, who was behind her, had only taken a small sip of the tea that Mr. Xue had offered.

"Little Yaoyao, sit down, sit down!" Hua Yinyin slapped the chair next to her hard, her right hand tapping a form on the table with her pen.

"what is this?"

"Hey, here's the program!"

"Oh? The Snow Music Band has an event scheduled?" Mo Xueyao's eyes lit up, because if there were no more 'performances', she would probably really think that this place was just a tea room for relaxing every day.

Hua Yinyin nodded vigorously: "Last year's school anniversary was on April 10th, do you remember?"

"Hmm, what's wrong? Is it the school anniversary celebration? Oh? It's only a few days away, is there enough time?"

"Yes and no~" Mo Zhuyou lazily lay on the table, tilting her head as she explained, "We'll be representing the Snow Music Band to perform that day, um... a benefit performance, I guess, for the children in the orphanage. Other schools will also be participating, but I heard from Teacher Qiu that there will also be other performances, like plays or something?"

"Oh... does that mean we won't be able to attend the school anniversary celebration? Or is it going to last for several days this year?"

"No, there are no anniversary celebrations this year. At most, we'll put up an 'advertising billboard'...?"

"what?"

Mr. Xue took a sip of his bitter tea and smiled, revealing two rows of white teeth—it was a shame the toothpaste company didn't hire him for advertising: "Yukong High School only holds an anniversary celebration once every ten years, and the last centennial celebration was the grandest one yet."

"Oh...I see? Well then, we're pretty lucky, aren't we?"

"Why can't every year be a centennial celebration?" Mo Zhuyou, who was looking forward to a few more days off, muttered to herself, resting her chin on her hand.

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Chapter 30 "Evening Child"