A Young Woman's Heart

“Xiao Yaoyao, you’re a class monitor too, aren’t you going to inform them?” Hua Yinyin nudged her arm.

"Then aren't you one?"

"I was just about to give the announcement—" she said, raising her voice to shout at Liu Xiaowei and the others who were playfully fighting with Zhou Yong, "Zhou Yong, Liu Xiaowei—did you hear the announcement? The sports meet will still be held here tomorrow, but it's moved to Hall 2—!"

Zhou Yong, who was pressing Liu Xiaowei down in the chair and pretending to hit him, took the opportunity to raise his head: "Okay, no problem!"

"Die, Zhou Yong!" Liu Xiaowei seized the opportunity, pressed Zhou Yong down into the chair, and then pressed his entire body against him to prevent him from getting up. It was practically a scene of forced kissing...

"You son of a bitch, Liu the Little Dog—"

"Damn, you're even using the 'monkey trying to catch the moon' analogy? That's shameless!"

"You started it!"

"Pshaw, yours is so small I can't even touch it!"

“Damn, yours is even smaller!” Zhou Yong immediately retorted.

These two best friends can be quite tactless when they joke around...

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Chapter 50 The Last Sports Meet of High School (Part 2)

When the bus arrived at the school, there were only a few students left on board.

Mo Xueyao, holding an umbrella, jumped down first, then turned to wait for Li Wanyan behind her.

The rain continued to fall drizzly, showing no sign of stopping.

The bus engine was running, and it felt fairly warm standing next to the vents, but after walking a few steps further away, I felt the chill of the continuous rain.

This is the end of autumn. For Hangzhou, every year, late autumn always feels like it comes so suddenly.

Several consecutive rain showers, a sudden drop in temperature, and leaves that looked as if they had been dyed yellow...

October is the season when one can most feel the desolation of autumn.

The fallen leaves scattered on the ground were brought down by the rain that had been falling all day.

There are always pedestrians sneezing or coughing on the street. It seems that many people have caught a cold in this season of rapid temperature drop.

Even Mo Xueyao felt that breathing through her nose was a little difficult, as if something was blocking it.

"Phew... I definitely need to dress warmly tomorrow." Mo Xueyao handed Li Wanyan an umbrella as she got out of the car, then lightly stamped her feet as if to warm herself up. "This wind is as cold as winter."

"I thought you weren't afraid of the cold," Li Wanyan said with a faint smile. "Are you taking the electronic keyboard home today?"

"No, I'll have to come again tomorrow anyway."

"We're going straight to the stadium tomorrow."

"Ah—that's right!" Mo Xueyao suddenly remembered this and quickly pulled an umbrella out of Li Wanyan's bag. "Then I'll go get the electronic keyboard. Wanyan, wait for me here for a while!"

"I'll go with you."

"It's okay, I'll be quick!" Mo Xueyao said, stepping on the slightly waterlogged ground, passing through the door with a small opening, and rushing towards the laboratory building where the band classroom was located.

Li Wanyan stood at the school gate, watching her run inside, and gently exhaled a breath of cold air.

Yes, the weather is indeed quite cold. In southern cities, people usually only exhale visible white 'mist' in winter.

It looks like this winter is going to be exceptionally cold.

Thinking this, Li Wanyan turned her head to look at the small shop that was still open at the school gate.

However, business here was clearly not very good today. Only a few students were leisurely looking at the goods in the store, planning to spend all the extra pocket money their parents had given them.

The shop owner yawned wearily as he casually answered the students' questions about prices.

There were some green spicy strips displayed at the entrance today. The strange color on the spicy strips made them look like something that couldn't be eaten.

It looks more like a potion made by a witch.

The spicy snack is called "Ghost Tongue," which is indeed a fitting name.

"Spend over three yuan today and you can enter the lucky draw!" The owner, swaying as if he hadn't woken up yet, came out carrying a large spinning wheel and placed it on the door with a 'thud'.

"What kinds of things are there?" a boy asked curiously.

Judging from their school uniforms, they should be first-year high school students.

"Third prize: napkins; second prize: digital watch; first prize: hey, a white plush sheep toy!"

"Hmm, who wants it?"

"Exactly, only girls like this."

"If you're a boy, I can change it to **—" the boss said, pointing smugly to the large box hanging on the wall.

The box was slightly dusty, and there was a small price tag on it—eighty-five yuan.

Obviously, it has never been bought because the price is too high.

"Electric?"

"Yes, it's electric and can fire bullets! It's this kind, BBs, electric automatic fire, it's not like the kind you usually buy, haha!"

This made some of the boys interested.

Originally, I probably just wanted to buy a one-yuan snack to eat on the way, but I ended up buying three yuan worth.

"Can I get two draws for six yuan?"

"No problem!" the boss readily replied.

Some people with extra pocket money simply bought more than ten yuan worth of cigarettes so they could smoke them a few more times.

Li Wanyan wasn't interested in the lottery, but she happened to have three one-yuan coins in her pocket.

This was the change from buying bottled water. It was originally meant for Ye Wen, but she found it tiring to carry coins around in her pocket, so she let Li Wanyan keep it as a token of her appreciation.

She touched the three coins and then looked at the school gate.

Mo Xueyao still has to run up to the fifth floor, and she might need to rest for a while once she gets there, so she definitely won't be able to come out so quickly.

So she turned around and went into the shop.

The further you walk into the store, the stronger the smell of wood and some kind of musty fabric becomes.

Perhaps many small shops near school gates have this kind of flavor.

Inside, on the shelves, there were some stationery items.

If she's buying things for herself, she rarely wastes money on snacks or drinks that disappear quickly.

With three yuan, she bought two pens and three notebooks to use for writing diaries.

The shops near the school gate usually don't have very expensive items, but don't expect the quality to be excellent.

"Three yuan, wanna try your luck?" The shopkeeper took the three coins and casually tossed them into a metal box that was probably used to hold cookies.

There are already quite a few coins of different denominations inside.

"One draw."

"Okay, you can spin it yourself?" The boss picked up a pipe—it wasn't real, but a toy, which was probably originally used to hold some kind of candy.

"Hmm." Li Wanyan nodded, gently placed her right hand on the turntable, paused for two seconds, and then pulled it down sharply, making it spin rapidly.

"Gurgle gurgle gurgle—"

The spinning sound gradually subsided until it stopped completely.

The boss glanced at the clock, nodded slowly, and then tossed her a pack of tissues: "Not bad, at least it's a third prize."

The pointer is just a tiny bit away from saying "Thank you for your patronage".

Li Wanyan didn't have high expectations; she was already satisfied with just getting a napkin.

No matter how cheap these napkins are, a single pack still costs 50 cents.

Anything you get for free is always good, no matter what.

"Can I have a bag, please."

"Okay." The shopkeeper nodded, resting his chin on his hand, and pulled a plastic bag from the side of the counter, handing it to her.

The stationery I bought was all packed in this thin red plastic bag, as if a few shakes would cause a big hole to appear at the bottom.

As soon as she stepped out of the shop, she saw Mo Xueyao rushing out, holding an umbrella and carrying her electronic keyboard.

Her forehead was covered in sweat, and because she had run so fast and wanted to cover the keyboard with an umbrella to keep it dry, her cheeks were covered in raindrops blown by the wind.

A few drops also clung to her long, curly eyelashes.

Li Wanyan unfolded the napkin she had won in the lottery and handed one to her.

Mo Xueyao took it casually, then wiped her face haphazardly, took a few deep breaths of fresh air, and finally nodded and said, "Okay, let's go home!"

"Don't go that way." Li Wanyan pulled Mo Xueyao back as she was about to walk onto the sidewalk. "Go around to the other side and go up from the front."

"Ah, why?"

"That brick was loose, and someone splashed water on themselves when they walked over it."

"learn!"

The two walked around the loose brick and onto the sidewalk from the other side.

When it rains, these brick-paved sidewalks become like minefields; no one knows if the brick they step on is loose.

The only solution is to walk on the edge, where the bricks are usually more solid.

Oh, of course, you can walk directly on the road, but that's too dangerous, especially these days. You often encounter drunk drivers with flushed faces, some even driving while drinking, which is quite dangerous.

Rather than hoping they'll avoid it, it's better to go somewhere safe on your own.

"Go away, go away—!" A stray dog ​​that wanted to go in for a free meal was kicked out by someone as they passed a small restaurant on the road.

Not far away, on a wall, an old stray cat leaped down and sank into a trash can, searching for food to 'enjoy'.

A black and white swallow perched on a branch, slowly preening its feathers, seemingly waiting for the rain to pass before continuing its journey.