A Young Woman's Heart

It sounds like French...

"Susu, are you sure you can handle this?" Mo Xueyao asked teasingly. "How about you carry me on your back first?"

“It’s fine…” An Ruosu nodded gently, glanced at Li Hongran, and saw that he was carrying Huang Yuxi and trying to run a few steps, and seemed to be doing well.

"I'm coming up now." Although she felt a little uncomfortable, Mo Xueyao was much more at ease than the other girls. She naturally put her hands on An Ruosu's shoulders, then jumped up and skillfully clamped her legs around his body.

She felt as if she had just heard a lot of whistling and cheering.

Boys from other classes, unaware of the truth, even cried out in despair: "Holy crap, is that her boyfriend?"

"I can't believe the school beauty already has a boyfriend. Looks like I have no chance..."

"Damn, when have you ever had a chance?"

"Sigh, I feel like I've aged in an instant."

"Oh, I thought she liked girls..."

Mo Xueyao clearly heard a girl say that, but when she turned around, she couldn't find the person who had just spoken.

That tone was definitely not cheap.

Considering that everyone was joining at the last minute, we gave them half an hour to get used to it.

Just as Mo Xueyao was about to find a stool to sit down, Shen Kelin's voice finally rang out.

"Dear students, thank you for waiting! Our unique boys-on-girls competition is about to begin! Classes that don't have enough girls can have some thinner boys participate, but if girls can participate, that would be great. Please wait another ten minutes, and our competition will start shortly!"

……

(four)

The girl wore a pink wig and pink contact lenses, with light makeup on her face. She was dressed in a simple Japanese-style dress, but it was decorated quite a bit.

Her hair accessories featured tassels and metal ornaments, she wore bracelets on her wrists, necklaces around her neck, and even leg rings on her thighs.

She was dressed entirely in pink, but she didn't look dark at all; instead, she had a soft and delicate beauty, like cherry blossoms.

Even the slightest movement causes it to rattle and clang all over.

She walked out alone from the group of visiting students, attracting particular attention on the playground.

But she looked around, as if searching for something.

Suddenly, her searching gaze stopped and fell on Huang Yuxi, who was wearing a girls' school uniform.

"Huh? Hmm—" She paused for a moment, then her eyes lit up slightly, as if she had discovered something new and interesting. She couldn't help but grin, revealing a cute little fang. "Hehe... Omoshiroi (interesting)..."

Huang Yuxi, who seemed a little uneasy, looked over as if she had sensed something.

Eyes facing each other.

He felt as if he were dreaming, that Mika Hitomi, who was far away in Japan, was standing on that lawn not far away!

The other person blinked, chuckled, and waved vigorously at him.

No matter how you look at it, there seems to be a hint of 'mockery' in it.

Huang Yuxi opened her mouth wide, her body, which had relaxed a little, tensed up again, her face turned bright red, and she looked incredibly tender.

"What's wrong?" Li Hongran asked, somewhat puzzled.

He quickly shook his head vigorously to indicate that nothing had happened.

But Li Hongran still glanced in the direction he had just been looking.

Then you see Mika Hitomi, wearing a pink wig, give two thumbs up and mouth the words "Go for it!"

"Hmm, that person looks kind of familiar..."

After all, she was a girl I took classes with last semester, so I still have some impression of her.

Especially for someone like Li Hongran, who needs to interact with all the students in the class.

Just as he was about to think things through, Shen Kelin's voice rang out, interrupting his thoughts.

"Alright, now we're officially starting this race! Let me repeat the rules: boys carry girls on their backs. If there aren't any girls, boys can take their place. It's a relay race. The person carrying the girl on their back is responsible for holding the baton. After reaching a handover point, they pass the baton to the other person carrying the girl on their back. This continues until the fourth person reaches the finish line!"

"The competition is about to begin. Please be aware of the starting gun!" Just as Shen Kelin was about to put down the microphone, the head of student affairs whispered a few words to her. So she put the microphone back to her mouth, "Now, students from the seven senior classes, please get ready for the first leg!"

The students did not stand in a straight line, since the actual lengths of the inner and outer rings are different, so they were staggered.

The innermost lane is where you stand at the very back, and the outermost lane is where you stand on the very outside. You are not allowed to change lanes during this time; you must stay in that lane until you reach the finish line.

"On your marks—get set—three, two, one—go!"

"Bang!" Physical education teacher Jin Jiahui raised the starting pistol in his hand and pulled the trigger sharply.

The students immediately ran out in different ways.

Some were in a rather sorry state, unable to run at all, barely faster than walking.

Some started off quickly, then immediately tripped and fell, and the teachers nearby rushed to help them up.

The fastest runners were Class 7 and Class 5. The first runners for both classes were boys carrying boys on their backs. Wow, they were incredibly fast, almost as fast as if they weren't carrying anyone.

"Hurry up, you idiot!"

"Damn, I'm almost there..." Lu Bolun panted heavily, his feet still on the ground. In contrast, Lu Chengyuan seemed much more excited. Well, after all, she didn't have to exert any effort.

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Chapter Fifty-Five: The Race Begins

(One)

In fact, carrying a girl while running is not a very pleasant thing.

When people are focused on doing other things, they are completely unaware of whether they are carrying a boy or a girl.

For example, Lu Bolun felt like Lu Chengyuan on his back was a huge rock...

It's just a little soft at most.

The sky remained overcast, looking as if another heavy rain was about to fall.

The air felt somewhat oppressive, making it seem as if even breathing was becoming difficult.

"Ha," Lu Bolun ran with difficulty, barely able to catch Lu Chengyuan's ankle.

To him, a mere hundred meters felt like an eternity, even longer than a thousand meters.

The class carrying the boys was the first to arrive at the relay point.

Luberon arrived just two or three seconds late.

"Huff, huff..." Actually, carrying someone for 100 meters isn't that tiring, but the problem is, this is running!

Running on your own is different; you also have to maintain your balance and hold on tight to the person on your back.

"I'm exhausted..."

"Tch, he only ran a hundred meters!"

“Cheng Yuan—” Lu Bolun sincerely placed his hands on Lu Cheng Yuan’s shoulders, “Why don’t you try exercising more and lose some weight?”

"This is exactly right! Humph! You said the other day that you liked girls with curves!" Lu Chengyuan grabbed Lu Bolun's ear and yelled at his brain.

"Hiss—" Lu Bolun rubbed his ears hard. "Don't be so loud! It's almost deafening—"

"Humph!"

"Well, there are good things and bad things too..."

"Didn't you realize it was broken when you were holding it?"

"Ah, ha, haha..." Lu Bolun laughed awkwardly, scratching his hair vigorously, trying to change the subject, but Lu Chengyuan still grabbed his ear and dragged him to the small flower bed next to him.

……

(two)

"Xiaoxue—Go for it!" Chali hugged Mr. Xue tightly and shouted to cheer him on.

Mr. Xue's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. He was wearing short sleeves and his body was as hot as a burning furnace.

"Okay, how fast do you want it?"

"Hmm—pass the one next to it!"

"no problem!"

One hundred meters is actually very short.

Mr. Xue took a step forward and successfully overtook the students of Class 3.

However, he is only in third place so far. The guy in first place didn't use any girls in his class. He's completely exploiting loopholes in the rules.

However, the fact that so many boys in their class are so thin is an advantage that other classes don't have...

"It's up to you!" Cha Li blinked and shouted at Mo Xueyao and An Ruosu with a big laugh.

"Is this it?" Mr. Xue looked regretful. "If I had a few hundred more meters, I should have been able to come in first place."

"Oh, I thought you felt you hadn't carried me enough!"

Mr. Xue weighed the tea in his hand and said seriously, "According to the competition standards, your tea is a little too heavy."

"So what do you think constitutes a good one?"

"Someone like Huang Yuxi."

"Tsk...wait a minute—I'll get down, Xiaoxue, let me carry you on my back?"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Xue's fair and rosy face lit up with anticipation: "Sure, would you like to try? Can you carry it?"

"No matter how you look at it, Xiaoxue doesn't seem to weigh much, does she?"

As Cha Li was speaking, Mr. Xue had already put her down and then stood to the side, eagerly stretching his arms: "Want to give it a try?"

Cha Li bent down, and Mr. Xue unceremoniously lay down on top of her.

She had just stood up and taken a step when the two of them collapsed onto the playground.