A Young Woman's Heart

"Me too!"

The boys, who had been drinking, seemed unable to suppress their longing for the school beauty and eagerly crowded around her.

Mo Xueyao glanced at Li Wanyan secretly, but still poured a full glass.

After clinking glasses, she downed her own glass in one gulp.

"Amazing!"

The boys immediately became indignant.

They were all holding their breath, as if whoever could outdrink Mo Xueyao would be able to be with her.

Mo Xueyao went from feeling helpless to being expressionless. After a few drinks, only Li Hongran remained standing on the table.

"You and I have drunk...about...sufficiently......"

"Yes, you only took a small sip a few times before." Mo Xueyao remembered it very clearly.

"Ah... two pounds already..."

"Want some more?"

"You can still drink?" Even Li Hongran, who was already drunk, looked surprised.

"It's alright." Mo Xueyao pouted, stared at the ceiling for a moment, and then came up with a description, "Hmm... slightly tipsy?"

"You got two pounds too, right?"

"Ah."

"Okay, let's go again!" Li Hongran suddenly became determined, but after a few clinkings of glasses, he finally fell asleep against the wall.

Two and a half pounds.

It has exceeded the standard he set for himself.

Mo Xueyao's face was only slightly flushed, and she stretched out lazily as if nothing had happened: "Ah—so many boys are drunk, what are we going to do later?"

"I'll take them home after they sober up tonight," Li Wanyan said calmly.

Mo Xueyao glanced at the boys lying haphazardly on the ground and suddenly found the scene absurd, so she couldn't help but cover half her face and laugh.

"What a bunch of childish idiots."

……

Chapter Five: Their respective report cards

Mo Xueyao held up a parasol and wore a pair of black sunglasses—the same kind as those worn by Terminators.

She has recently found the sunlight too bright, and even opening her eyes slightly causes a stinging sensation.

But when asked, Li Wanyan didn't seem to feel that way at all.

Perhaps it wasn't that the summer sun was particularly strong this year, but rather that her eyes were somewhat sensitive.

So she took her father's sunglasses and put them on, covering her pure sky-blue eyes.

"Hmph~ Hmph~ Hmph~"

As she walked, Mo Xueyao hummed a little tune, one she had composed herself. Although it was only a short verse, the melody seemed to stay with her, and she would hum it intentionally or unintentionally.

Li Wanyan took the parasol from her hand, her brows relaxed: "Are you in a good mood today?"

"Hmm, isn't Wanyan the same?" Mo Xueyao adjusted her glasses, which were so big they were about to slip off her nose. "I wonder how many people will be going with us."

"What if you don't do well on the test?"

"Absolutely impossible!" Although Mo Xueyao held her head high and stood tall, there was still a hint of guilt in her voice.

Today is the 3rd, and a whole day has passed since Gao Yuan's farewell party.

That evening, everyone gradually left. Li Hongran wanted to have a drinking contest with Mo Xueyao after getting up, but An Ruosu dragged her away.

The school gates were open, and every now and then one or two students would come in and out.

Since everyone could pick up their report cards before 5 p.m., no one was in a hurry and chose a time that suited them best.

It's still early, only eight o'clock.

At this time of day, the school would normally be packed with people, but now it was deserted, and even the hot wind blowing through the teaching building seemed to carry a hint of loneliness.

The two went upstairs, but the office door was locked, while the classroom door was open.

The electric fan inside was blowing loudly, and even though the report cards on the podium were weighed down by heavy objects, a corner of them was still blown up by the wind.

"Hey, Wen, why aren't you in the office enjoying the air conditioning?"

"All the air conditioners in the school are out of service today, they'll be under maintenance later..." Ye Wen grabbed a plastic fan next to her that had the words "Men's Hospital" written on it and a bunch of advertisements on it, and waved it around. It was more like she was swatting away mosquitoes than fanning the air.

Several sparrows flew to the empty window and lined up neatly, like several fluffy balls of yarn.

"That's terrible."

“Yes, I have to stay for a day—” Ye Wen said as she moved the heavy objects on the table and began to look for their report cards. “This time the whole grade rankings weren’t posted downstairs. Each class got a copy. I printed them out on A4 paper. Um, Wanyan, could you help me highlight all the students in our class with this highlighter?”

"Ok."

Even during holidays, the class monitor always has to help out in some way.

Mo Xueyao, who often saw this situation, was already used to it. Just as she was about to look at the grades for the whole grade, Ye Wen handed her the class ranking list: "Xiaoyao, please help me put our class ranking list on the blackboard."

"Hey, Wen, what are you doing here so early this morning? You haven't done anything."

"It's so hot, I just want to sit down, hurry up!" Ye Wen playfully stuck out her tongue and gently patted her shoulder. "Xiao Yao did pretty well on the test this time."

"Really?" Mo Xueyao didn't even bother to grab the double-sided tape before eagerly searching for her name.

Because it's one of the first few in the list, it's easy to see.

—It's third place.

"Phew—finally third place? It's been so long since I've gotten back to third in the class..." Mo Xueyao felt a sense of relief. In recent exams, whether it was a monthly exam or a midterm, her best result was fifth, and sometimes even ninth or tenth...

Don't underestimate the difference of just a few places; in terms of total grade score, it can make a huge difference.

Mr. Xue was only one point behind Li Wanyan, while Mo Xueyao was a full five points behind Li Wanyan.

However, Mo Xueyao was not surprised at all, especially Mr. Xue, it would have been surprising if he hadn't gotten a perfect score.

But thinking about it carefully, it's quite normal. In reality, he never got full marks on all tests. It's just that people usually think he must be the most perfect person.

Fourth place went to Cha Li, fifth place to Xuan Anyi, Mo Xiaoxiao was ninth, and Hua Yinyin even managed to get tenth place, which was quite remarkable for someone like her who was severely unbalanced in her studies.

"You're here early, aren't you?" Cha Li's voice came from the doorway. She walked into the classroom wearing denim shorts, looking exceptionally cool. "Xiao Yao, what's my ranking?"

You're fourth.

"Really?" Cha Li quickened her pace, tilting her head to look at the ranking list in Mo Xueyao's hand. "It really is! Oh, Xiaoyao is third this time?"

"Hmm, she's still five points behind Wanyan."

“I’m five points behind you too.” Cha Li touched her earlobe, where there seemed to be a newly pierced ear. “Actually, a five-point difference in the total score isn’t much.”

This final exam used the college entrance examination scoring standard, with a total score of 750 points.

Compared to such a large number of points, a difference of five points is indeed not much.

After the students left from the tea ceremony, their scores became very close.

For example, Xuan Anyi was only one point behind Cha Li, and Hua Yinyin was only 0.5 points behind Mo Xiaoxiao, who was in ninth place.

—I don't even know which question it was from.

"You've come at the perfect time, Cha Li. Go and help the class monitor draw up all the names of our students in the overall ranking of the whole grade. There's a ranking of the total score and a ranking of each subject. You two can do it yourselves." Ye Wen yawned, resting her chin on her hand, seemingly determined not to do anything herself.

"I understand." So, Cha Li sat down next to Li Wanyan. As the class monitor, she often worked with the class leader and they already had a good understanding of each other.

As the vice class monitor for boys, I actually did most of the physical labor...

The class monitor, at times, is like the class president's personal secretary.

Mo Xueyao muttered to herself as she posted her class's ranking on the blackboard.

Soon, Li Wanyan and Cha Li also finished marking their names.

The ranking list included everyone in the entire grade. After highlighting them with a highlighter, it was easy to see at a glance who was at the bottom of the class...

Jun Ruohuan's grades were unexpectedly poor this time; he was last in his class and ranked over 230th in the entire grade.

The second-to-last person in the rankings was significantly ahead of him, ranking around 200th.

Moving up the list, we find Liu Xiaowei, who is third from last, ranking around 150th.

Actually, this is already considered a mid-range result.

The higher up you go, the more densely packed the names of the students in Class Two become, with many of them falling into the range of fifty to one hundred.

The top 50 students are the top performers from each class, but the top 25 are mostly from Class 1 and Class 2.

Class 6 had the fewest, while Class 7 had more, even though theoretically it should be the 'worst' class.

As she posted the ranking lists, Mo Xueyao made a point of contacting some of her acquaintances.

Sure enough, Hua Yinyin once again ranked first in the entire grade in Chinese, and she left the people behind her far behind, more than ten points ahead. This girl... was only five points away from a perfect score. This is Chinese, after all. How did she do it?

You should know that the second place went to Mr. Xue.

"What are you all looking at?" The order in which people came to school seemed to be based on ranking. Xuan Anyi, carrying a small shoulder bag, walked in and looked curiously at the ranking list of the entire grade's overall grades.

"Our class got first and second place in the whole grade this time!" Ye Wen said, her face beaming with pride.

"And the third one?"

"From Class Three."

"Oh? It's Class 3." Xuan Anyi was somewhat surprised.

"The highest scorer in Class 1 is fourth. The homeroom teacher of Class 1 is going to be furious." Cha Li said jokingly in Mandarin with a Sichuan accent. She was originally from Sichuan, but her parents came to work in Hangzhou, so she settled here with them.

She attends school here using her aunt's household registration.

"I'm fifth!" Mo Xueyao jabbed her chest forcefully. "Auntie, how about that? Pretty impressive, right?"