A Young Woman's Heart

One of them has a bright red mouth; it looks like it just ate some chili peppers...

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Chapter Sixty-Nine: After the Exam

(One)

Dark clouds covered the sky.

sky.

Just a minute ago, the sun was shining brightly.

The scorching air seemed to be swept away.

Instead, it brings a refreshing coolness that makes you feel completely refreshed.

Five o'clock in the afternoon.

The students have just finished their exams.

The sky was tinged with white and silver, the hazy colors like ink spilled onto rice paper and then spreading out.

After running the classroom air conditioning all day, it's finally time to rest.

The teachers are sorting and organizing the test papers.

At the end of the day's exams, the students no longer had to face the scorching sunset as they descended the mountain.

They will be greeted by a refreshing breeze.

Moreover, it is not as threatening as a typhoon.

It's like the hearty laugh of a weathered old man.

Light and carefree.

The last vestiges of warmth in the setting sun were like a still-burning cigarette butt that he had carelessly discarded.

Mo Xueyao stood at the door with her hands on her hips and let out a long sigh.

Hua Yinyin, standing to the side, leaned on the railing and watched the students leave.

The collected test papers have been sorted and taken away by Li Wanyan.

However, the teachers still haven't been able to get a rest.

Because I have to grade papers all night, unlike the students who can just pack up and leave.

But at least before that, there's still dinner time. In this short period between now and dinner, you can relax a bit.

Being a teacher is also very tiring.

Even so, these are volunteer teachers who directly teach very few students.

"Phew, is that about it?" Mo Xueyao's blue eyes were somewhat dazed. She tilted her head slightly and let down her slightly disheveled ponytail to tie it up again.

At this moment, she looked delicate and fragile, especially with the way she gently tied her hair back, which gave her a charming and coquettish look.

It makes you want to pull her into your arms.

Duanmu Ji, whose exam had nothing to do with him, was momentarily stunned as he walked upstairs.

The wind blew her long hair, and a strand of hair was carried away by the playful wind, twirling and dancing in the air before landing on his forehead.

He suddenly snapped out of his daze and grabbed the strand of hair.

Strands of hair fell through his fingers.

It fell to the floor.

Qiu Yi stepped on it and said, "The proctors must be tired, right? Take a rest. Tonight is the last day of our hard work!"

Before anyone else could answer, Duanmu Ji looked at him with a complicated expression.

"Duanmu Ji, what's wrong?"

He stared at Qiu Yi's big foot in a sandal, hesitated for several seconds, then sighed softly and gave up.

"Ah!" Mo Xueyao lost her grip on the hair tie, and when she reached out to grab it, the playful wind carried it even further away.

She turned around, leaned on the railing, her arms outstretched, and watched helplessly as the hair tie was carried away by the wind and then fell off the cliff.

You can no longer see it from here.

Her long, flowing hair, no longer restrained, began to flutter in the wind.

It wasn't a pure black; it had a hint of gold.

The sunlight, hiding behind thick, dark clouds, tried its best to shine in this direction, but could only let out a few brighter rays of white light.

"What's wrong, Yao Yao?"

"My hair tie got blown away..."

"Hey, I have one here, want it?"

"I don't want your fancy stuff, okay?"

"Tch, my hair tie is rainbow-colored! I won't lend it to anyone who asks!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Jiale turned her head and nodded vigorously, as if she were supporting Hua Yinyin—perhaps because she had borrowed it once before.

"Never mind, I have some in my room, I'll just leave them on like this for now." Mo Xueyao shook her head, letting them hang loosely.

The breeze stirred her hair once more, and Duanmu Ji could faintly smell a delicate milky fragrance.

"What are you daydreaming about? Come on, go tidy up the classroom, we still have to grade papers in there tonight!" Qiu Yi slapped his shoulder hard, making him stagger.

"...Okay, don't make it so heavy."

"Even if you see it, it won't make a difference." Qiu Yi winked at him, speaking with the air of someone who'd been there before, and said earnestly, "Even if you like it, it doesn't mean anyone will know."

"I do not have……"

"Tch, you have the same taste as me when I was young, you like girls who are youthful-looking and... well, you know."

"How could I possibly like Hua Yinyin..."

"Haha, that's what everyone who likes it says!"

Duanmu Ji had no desire to continue explaining himself to avoid being misunderstood; on the contrary, he was happy to be misunderstood.

It can be used to conceal the person you truly like.

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(two)

Dinner wasn't very lavish.

The boarding students have all left.

Now it's back to how it was when we first arrived.

Only the teachers were left.

The noodles were cooked by Xuan An-yi; her cold was finally cured.

It's a noodle dish with braised meat sauce.

That braising sauce tastes just like mom's cooking.

After a quick resolution, the cleaning was left to Duanmu Ji and Xuan Anyi, who had nothing else to do.

Even Hua Yinyin, who had nothing to do, had to help grade the test papers.

Before grading, I thought it would be very troublesome, but after thinking about it carefully, even the most tired Li Wanyan only had to grade sixty test papers.

Others only received half the amount.

I was planning to eat and drink my fill before getting to work, but in less than an hour, all the approvals were done.

The next step is to enter the transcripts.

Everyone was randomly given report cards from students in classes they had taught, and they wrote some comments on them.

These will all be left to the parents.

Even those from other islands will be transported directly there by boat.

This is the remaining work for everyone.

The sky remained overcast.

But it didn't rain.

It's just very windy.

So the air conditioning wasn't even turned on in the classroom, and the windows were just left wide open.

Let the wind spirits run wild and cause trouble inside.

Mo Xueyao happened to receive Ren Wenkai's report card, and upon seeing the grades, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

This kid barely passed physical education, and I bet it was only because Mr. Xue gave him a favor.

Not to mention the other subjects.

Two idioms to describe it: a complete mess and a terrible sight.

Chinese: 46, Math: 37, English: 25...

Only his Chinese language score was a bit high.

This was because Mo Xueyao held on tightly.

Otherwise, I don't know how many points I would have gotten.

This kid even wrote Zhou Xun as Zhou Shuren's pen name...

I have no idea what that little brain is for remembering.

In the following days, a home visit would be arranged, and Mo Xueyao felt it was very necessary to go to his home.