A Young Woman's Heart

The last day of September.

Meanwhile, starting tomorrow, we will also begin the longest holiday of the second half of the year—except for students, of course, during winter break.

Moreover, tomorrow is not only National Day but also Mid-Autumn Festival, plus the special autumn break for Yukong High School, so there will be a total of seven days off.

That is, a whole week.

When the announcement was given to the students yesterday afternoon, many cheered in the classroom.

In this era, National Day is only a three-day holiday, and Mid-Autumn Festival is only a one-day holiday.

In years like this, when National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival coincide, ordinary office workers can only accept their bad luck and lose a day of holiday.

How could anyone release their emotions like Yukong High School did, letting everyone have a good time all at once?

Today's class was Tuesday's.

However, it seemed that everyone was not really paying attention in class.

Even good students like Mo Xueyao were included.

Perhaps only someone like Li Wanyan can still concentrate?

Fortunately, Wang Qianyu had been through that age herself, so the lesson didn't cover anything new; it was just a review and reinforcement of what she had learned before.

The seven-day holiday was too tempting, especially for Mo Xueyao, who had just adapted to senior year of high school.

Zhou Yong wasn't actually a dull guy; at least compared to Duanmu Ji, he was much more talkative.

Just as Wang Qianyu turned around to write on the blackboard, he leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Hey, Mo Xueyao, what are your plans for the seven-day holiday?"

"Me? I'll definitely sleep in on the first day. On the second day, I'll play at home all day and finish all my homework. If I don't finish, I'll continue on the third day," Mo Xueyao replied quickly.

"And then what?"

"After that...we'll see? I'll probably go out and do some sightseeing. Anyway, I still have at least three days to relax."

"Ah, just thinking about all the homework makes me realize that the seven-day holiday isn't fun at all." Zhou Yong clicked his tongue, and when he saw Wang Qianyu turn around, he quickly sat up straight in his chair, pretending to listen attentively to the lesson.

"If you work hard to finish everything at the beginning, you can relax and play later, right?" Mo Xueyao glanced at him sideways. "If you want to play and do homework at the same time, you won't enjoy either the play or the homework."

"Speaking of which, there's a word that many students always get wrong..." Although there were always whispers from the audience, Wang Qianyu generally didn't care as long as it didn't affect the normal class. Moreover, if a student was distracted for too long, she would go over and give them a proper reminder.

Today, she wore a red and white cake dress printed with many apples, looking like a character straight out of a Disney animated film, full of fairytale charm.

If the hair wasn't black, it might have a stronger effect...

Taking advantage of Wang Qianyu walking to the back of the classroom, Zhou Yong quickly added, "Where are you planning to go? I don't see any fun places."

"I don't know, anyway, I'll just wander around." Mo Xueyao glanced back at Wang Qianyu, who was walking away, and then said, "I have to go out for a walk, it'll help me relax. Anyway, I can get to most places by bicycle."

"Oh……"

It's perfectly normal to have such brief chats during class.

As long as you don't chat for the entire class, it's fine.

Although she was somewhat distracted, Mo Xueyao still listened to some of it. When she couldn't concentrate, she would look down and read the articles in her English textbook for a while.

Sometimes there are original excerpts from foreign classics inside, and the process of figuring out how to understand them is quite interesting.

The bell rang on time to signal the end of get out of class.

Wang Qianyu had actually started assigning homework two minutes earlier, briefly writing down the homework to be completed on the blackboard.

"During the seven-day National Day holiday, I only have five practice papers, plus copying all the English vocabulary words from the back of the senior year English textbook. It's not difficult at all, right? Make sure you finish them well!"

"Too much—" Liu Xiaowei drawled, like mud that was about to melt.

Wang Qianyu glared at him: "Where is the extra? Even if you only do one test paper a day, you still have two days to play, right? It's not good to just play all the time during such a long holiday. When you come back, you'll have to spend time getting back into the swing of things. It's such a hassle."

“That’s right, Ms. Qianyu’s homework assignments are already quite light.” Wang Jiale, the English class representative, stood on her teacher’s side without hesitation.

However, this is indeed the truth.

The English test paper mainly consists of multiple-choice and fill-in-the-blank questions, and the questions are all similar. As long as you have a solid foundation, it is not too difficult to write them. If you really can't understand something, you can just look it up in an English dictionary.

It's just homework, not a real exam.

"Alright, alright, here's the English test paper, Lele. Come to my office later to pick it up, then I'll hand it out. Class dismissed!" Wang Qianyu walked out of the classroom as the bell rang.

Liu Xiaowei, however, was still retorting, "Tch, it's a rare holiday, of course you should rest well. You're the English class representative, all you do is defend the English teacher?"

"If you don't want to study properly, don't bother others, okay?" Wang Jiale's eyes widened. Despite her youthful face, she acted like an adult, lecturing others. "Maintaining a study routine is indeed very important!"

"Tch, what are you pretending to be studying hard for? I haven't seen you do that well on the exams. The monthly exam results just came out today, and your Chinese score isn't even as high as mine."

She was speechless, because it was the truth.

Although Liu Xiaowei only scored one point higher than her.

And only this time did he score one point higher than her...

"You're just lucky!" Wang Jiale finally managed to say after a long pause, but she didn't expect Liu Xiaowei to have already gone off to chat with someone else. She felt like she had punched the air.

But we can't just call him back to continue arguing, can we?

Faced with the facts, she probably couldn't argue with him...

Compared to this pair of rivals, Mo Xueyao and her deskmate Zhou Yong were much more harmonious.

If they didn't go to the restroom during breaks, the two would chat idly.

Sometimes we chat while doing our own thing, and sometimes we have a more formal face-to-face conversation.

Being face to face doesn't mean making eye contact.

Mo Xueyao would often lie face down, facing Zhou Yong, but her eyes would be fixed on the spider web on the ceiling.

Zhou Yong often looks down at the marks and patterns left on his desk.

"Ah, Mo Xueyao."

"What's wrong?" She lay on the table, looking at a small spider that had landed on her book.

It's not even half the size of a fingernail, and it's all fluffy; it actually looks quite cute.

If you look closely, you'll see that it has many eyes.

Mo Xueyao isn't afraid of spiders; she even caught them with her bare hands when she was little!

"Wow, this spider is quite beautiful."

"right."

"Ahem, let me ask you something," Zhou Yong steered the conversation back on track. "Well, you know, uh, if it's late and a girl says I can stay overnight at her place, is that out of kindness... or...?"

“Hey, although I… well, anyway, girls are generally very cautious and careful, right?” Mo Xueyao said, glancing at Wang Jiale who was sulking. “Anyway, being willing to share a room with you and let you stay overnight is definitely a sign of trust. As for whether she likes you or not, without knowing the specifics, it’s impossible to say.”

"Oh—" Zhou Yong drawled, as if he was seriously considering the question himself, "That might just be trust."

"Hmm, what's up? Still no progress?"

"cough!"

"Who is it? Could it be that college student we met before?"

"Ah...no, no," Zhou Yong denied outright.

But Mo Xueyao had already confirmed it in her heart. She didn't expose him, but lazily blew a breath of hot air towards the little spider: "Who is that?"

"Well, I'm not talking about myself, I'm just asking for a friend of mine."

“A friend.” Mo Xueyao nodded. The little spider was startled by her sudden breath and quickly darted away from the table.

Come to think of it, couldn't it have seen Mo Xueyao just now?

"So, if my friend wants to confess his feelings—no, I mean... test the waters a bit, what should he do?"

"What kind of test?" Mo Xueyao felt it was absurd for a half-baked girl like herself to explain 'female feelings' to Zhou Yong, a guy who had almost no in-depth communication with girls. She couldn't help but want to laugh, but she tried her best to restrain her laughter. "It's about seeing if she likes you without confessing your feelings?"

"Yes, yes, that's it."

Mo Xueyao rolled her eyes at him: "Do you really think I'm some kind of relationship guru? How would I know?"

"It's nothing, I was just asking. If it were you, how would you be tested?"

"Me? I'm different from most girls." Mo Xueyao waved her hand lazily. Although she had said that earlier, she still seriously considered it for him. "Could we try accidentally holding her hand or something?"

"Um... could we avoid physical contact, like verbal or physical contact?"

"Tsk! Why don't we ask her what kind of guys she likes?"

"Oh—this is fine, is there any more?"

"Do you really think I have countless ideas for you to come up with?" Mo Xueyao turned her head away irritably, just as the school bell rang at that moment. "Alright, alright, class is starting!"

Today is the last day of consecutive classes this week.

Therefore, there are no evening self-study sessions.

This also means that Mo Xueyao can go to the fruit shop for a hot dinner.

Of course, you can also practice with the Snow Music Band until very late.

Not only is this kind of opportunity only once a week, but also because—we'll be performing with the band during the National Day holiday, and it would be bad if we didn't practice hard enough and something went wrong. This time, we chose a lot of classic old songs, so we weren't as familiar with them as we were with the ones we practiced before.

"Ah..." Mo Xueyao suddenly covered her forehead, only then remembering the important thing about tomorrow, "I have to perform tomorrow, I can't sleep in..."

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Chapter Thirty-One: It's Both Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day

2001 10 Month 1 Day.

This is a special and meaningful day.

It is both the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day.

Mo Xueyao sat in the bumpy bus and looked out:

Bright red five-star flags are hung beside the roadside trees.

Many shops on the street have large posters displayed in front of them.