A Young Woman's Heart

And not the kind of god who fools people, but the kind of god who truly protected humanity and asked for nothing in return...

Thinking of this, Mo Xueyao tilted her head—isn't that Ultraman?

After the teacher finished singing, it was the students' turn to sing on stage.

Wen Tianhang didn't sing "Two Tigers" at all; instead, he sang "Counting Ducks," a song that was so simple yet still managed to be off-key.

It's less like singing and more like reciting lyrics...

Actually, this song is basically tuneless. If you can't sing it, then you're really tone-deaf.

In the end, not everyone was allowed to sing three songs on stage, mainly because some people genuinely couldn't sing. So, it turned into a karaoke session where those who were good at singing stayed on stage and didn't come down much, while those who weren't good at singing just ate and treated it as background music.

Mo Xueyao's singing is not bad, especially after joining the band, she relearned the habit of vocalization and no longer just howled in her bare voice like before.

But rather than going up to join the fun, she prefers to eat something down there, which is leisurely and effortless. Isn't that better?

Li Wanyan sat down beside her, holding a stemmed glass filled with a clear red liquid. Don't misunderstand, this wasn't red wine, but plum juice...

Several boarding students also took these cups and, imitating the adults, shouted "Cheers!" Although they weren't drinking alcohol, some of them managed to pretend to be drunk.

You know what... it actually looks quite similar.

Children are always full of curiosity about things that only adults can do.

"Aren't you going up to sing?" Li Wanyan handed her a small cream cake and asked softly.

"Forget it, just watch Yinyin and Lele sing on stage, they have so much energy..."

Sometimes these two sing by themselves, and sometimes they accompany others on stage. In any case, they go on stage after they've almost finished eating, and they haven't come down yet.

If the venue weren't particularly large, the atmosphere would be no different from a regular KTV room.

"I wonder how the wind is in Hangzhou now." Mo Xueyao licked a small bite of cream, rested her chin on her hand, and muttered, "My parents should be living at home now, ah—I really want to go home."

"Do you miss home?"

"It's not really like that... it's just... well, how should I put it, there's no air conditioning here!"

"We didn't have any at home before."

"Ah... well..." Mo Xueyao racked her brains to explain, "It's precisely because I already have it that I want to experience it!"

"By the time the typhoon reaches Hangzhou, it should be much smaller by then." Xuan Anyi sat down beside her; her cold was still lingering, and her voice was slightly nasal. "I heard that some high schools have to reshuffle classes again for seniors."

"Based on grades?"

"Ah."

"Ah, Yu Kong probably wouldn't be able to, they didn't even give any advance notice." Mo Xueyao said uncertainly, poking her temple with her knuckles. "It's the final year, do I still have to meet new classmates? So troublesome, it's not like junior high anymore..."

At the beginning of the third year of junior high school, classes are indeed divided. Students who were originally in the top classes when they entered school may be relegated to the lower classes.

Back then, people often mocked students from good classes for fighting over such things, and it became quite common.

"This month is almost over." Cha Li swirled her wine glass and downed the plum juice disguised as red wine in one gulp. "There's only one month left in summer vacation."

"The last summer vacation of high school..." Mo Xueyao took a small bite of the cream cake, puffed out her cheeks, and said indistinctly, "I've been teaching here for almost a month, and I feel like I've already graduated from college."

“Right?” Cha Li nodded vigorously as if she had found a kindred spirit. “I think so too. We haven’t even started our senior year of high school yet, let alone university.”

"By the way, didn't Auntie say she was planning to apply to a teacher's college? After graduating, would you like to go to the countryside to teach?"

"Probably not." Xuan Anyi smiled and said realistically, "Even if I wanted to, my parents would definitely disagree. After all, it's so far away. At most, it's just an experience."

“Yes, that’s true. Teachers who are willing to teach in rural areas for a long time are really great…” Mo Xueyao said with emotion. Li Wanyan, who was next to her, used a napkin to wipe the cream off her lips.

……

Chapter Sixty-Two: Ordinary Things During Rural Teaching

2001 7 Month 31 Day.

The typhoon has long since passed, and the bright, dazzling sun once again shines over the sky.

This is the end of summer; autumn is just around the corner.

But temperatures in August will not only not drop, but will continue to rise.

That will be the hottest time of the year.

There's a proverb from Mo Xueyao's maternal grandmother's house that goes like this: "Late summer and early autumn are the furnace of heaven and earth."

It means that the weather is so hot it could melt steel, which is an exaggeration.

But when you actually experience it, you feel like you're melting.

The beads of sweat constantly dripping from his body looked like molten iron flowing out.

The popsicles couldn't even last three minutes under the blazing sunlight.

……

(One)

"Li Minxiong? Li Minxiong?" The classroom was unbearably hot, and both the teacher and students were sweating profusely.

The rotating electric fan could only produce hot air, much like the kind blown out when smoking cured meat.

In this sweltering heat, nobody wants to stay in the classroom.

Li Minxiong was propping his cheek up with one hand, looking drowsy.

"How can you fall asleep in this heat?" Mo Xueyao walked to his side, annoyed, and felt a wave of heat coming towards her face.

"Uh..." Li Minxiong scratched his head, weakly half-opening his eyes, his body covered in sweat as if he had been pulled out of water. "Teacher, I feel like I can't breathe..."

"Huh?" Mo Xueyao immediately pressed the back of her hand to his forehead in alarm. Sure enough, it was so hot it could almost fry an egg on it. "Ouch, why is it so hot? Do you have a fever? Or heatstroke?"

"do not know……"

She quickly helped him up and said to the remaining students in the classroom, "You can study during the rest of the time. If you feel uncomfortable, go outside for some fresh air. Don't stay in the classroom."

Then, they quickly took him to the medical room on the first floor.

There was an air conditioner fan blowing here, but it only made people feel less hot.

Sweat continued to bead on her neck and forehead.

"Did you suffer from heatstroke?" she asked immediately upon seeing the weak Li Minxiong.

"It should be, Ms. Su, please take a look."

"Hmm." Su Yuqing tucked a thermometer under his armpit, then took out a bottle of Huoxiang Zhengqi Water from the drawer, stuck the thin straw on it, and immediately handed it to Li Minxiong, "Here, finish this first."

"Hmm..." In this uncomfortable state, even he didn't have the leisure to argue. He eagerly took the medicine and inhaled it all in one go.

Instead of relaxing his brows, they were furrowed in distress.

Su Yuqing opened the small refrigerator, which contained neatly arranged clean ice cubes and a number of medicines that needed to be refrigerated.

She took out an ice cube, put it into a special ice pack, had Li Minxiong lie down, and then placed it on his forehead.

"If you're really feeling unwell, how about gua sha? My mom always gives me gua sha when I have heatstroke in the summer."

"Well, if it really doesn't work, I'll try again, but I don't have enough strength, so it might not be as effective."

"We can ask Duanmu Ji and the others to help," Mo Xueyao sighed. "It's too hot, and there's no air conditioning at school, so it's really not suitable for classes."

"Um……"

"Never mind, I'll go back to the classroom now, Ms. Su."

"Okay, I'll keep an eye on him then." Su Yuqing nodded gently and took out the thermometer from under her arm. "Thirty-nine degrees... that's a bit high."

"Li Minxiong, just listen to Teacher Su's arrangements, do you hear me? Be good, otherwise you'll only feel worse."

"it is good……"

……

(two)

In the classroom, Li Wanyan, who was having a math class, suddenly felt her legs go weak. Luckily, she quickly grabbed the podium to steady herself, otherwise she would have really fallen.

Several sixth-grade boys quickly surrounded her and helped her up, asking, "Teacher, what's wrong?"

"Teacher, are you alright?"

"Teacher, should we go to the infirmary?"

Cold sweat beaded on Li Wanyan's forehead. She shook her head weakly, her lips tightly pressed together, unable to utter a single word. Suddenly, she straightened up with sheer willpower, and with great difficulty, walked quickly to the large trash can at the back of the classroom, opened her mouth, and vomited violently.

"vomit--"

"I'll go to the infirmary and call Teacher Su!" A boy who had been to the infirmary immediately ran to the door and headed downstairs.

The outdoor temperature today is 37 degrees Celsius. In the relatively enclosed classroom, the temperature may be even higher.

Sometimes, standing in the hallway might be fine, but in the classroom, it can cause heatstroke.

Su Yuqing, who had just put Li Minxiong to sleep after giving him medicine, hadn't even had a chance to sit down before she followed the boy into the sixth-grade classroom.

"Wanyan? How are you feeling? Are you dizzy? Does your stomach hurt?"

"Hmm..." Li Wanyan couldn't speak, so Su Yuqing quickly handed her a napkin to wipe the vomit residue from the corner of her mouth.

But after wiping her eyes twice, she closed them again, and a few tears welled up uncontrollably. She also vomited a few mouthfuls of sour bile.

"Class, this period is for self-study," Su Yuqing quickly said to the students who had gathered around to watch. Then, with the help of several boys, she was helped back to the infirmary.

There are only two small beds here, and they are both full right now.

……

(three)

"Wenwen, the weather is getting hotter and hotter lately, and there's no air conditioning at school, so it's really impossible to attend classes." Qiu Yi looked at Ye Wen with a heavy heart after learning about these two things. "Maybe we should end the summer tutoring program sooner rather than later."

"Hmm... let's finish a week or two earlier then." Ye Wen sighed. "Sigh, I didn't expect summers here to be this hot."

"It's still not as cool as in smaller cities." Qiu Yi smiled and gently stroked her long hair. "That's because most schools don't have air conditioning, so they have summer vacation."

"It's so hot." She nodded. "How are Wanyan and that student doing?"