A Young Woman's Heart

However, the students standing on the playground were getting impatient.

In fact, more than half an hour earlier, he had already said that he would only say the last two sentences.

However, for a senior leader like the vice principal, no matter how good his intentions are, the "last two sentences" are definitely not a specific quantifier.

It would be more appropriate to change it to 'the last few hundred sentences'.

Mo Kong looked up at the sky, then suddenly smiled and looked at Shen Kelin beside him.

Of course, there was more than one microphone.

However, Shen Kelin's phone was switched off while the vice principal was speaking.

Shen Kelin glanced at the principal with some doubt, only to see a sly look on his face.

She seemed to instantly understand what the other person meant, and straightened up and handed over the microphone.

While the vice principal paused briefly on the sentence, Mo Kong turned on the microphone and patted it hard.

"Ahem, can you hear me? Sorry to interrupt the vice principal. Okay, the sky is a bit overcast, it might rain soon—I hope everyone has grasped the spirit hidden beneath the sports at this year's sports meet? If not, that's okay too, as long as you have fun. Alright, I announce—"

The students' cheers were deafening.

Although they knew that Principal Mo was very different from other principals, they were still somewhat surprised and delighted.

After all, the education bureau leaders and foreign guests are still here!

All I can say is, he truly lives up to his reputation as Mo Kong.

"This concludes the Yukong High School Sports Meet! All students, please disperse and go home!" He finally couldn't help but reveal a broad smile on his face. Just as his mouth was about to leave the microphone, he leaned back in. "Oh, by the way, the next two days are normal rest days."

This means there will be no need for make-up classes in the next two days.

Some schools have to continue classes after the sports meet, sometimes for two weeks straight without any rest.

Although those people considered the sports meet as a break.

The students cheered even louder.

The once orderly student ranks suddenly scattered into chaos. Some rushed out excitedly, while others followed their companions without a hurry. Of course, there were also those who had been assigned tasks in advance and stayed behind to clean up.

Mo Xueyao watched the boys running away, but she wasn't worried at all.

Because she knew that Li Wanyan would most likely have to stay and help with the finishing touches.

No one was designated to stay behind today, so Ye Wen simply called on the students who walked slowly to help.

Basically, it's about cleaning up all the trash in your class's area and taking it out of the venue to dispose of it.

No matter how carelessly you litter when you go out, when you appear as a group of students from Yukong High School, you must demonstrate the quality of this student group.

When everything was finally finished and we walked out of the venue, rain began to fall again from the gloomy sky.

……

(two)

Mo Kong walked out of the venue with a large group of leaders.

Students at the back either run faster or fall behind; they rarely run side by side.

However, when people pass by Mo Kong, they will usually greet him, and the more mischievous ones will even wink at the vice principal.

"Principal Mo! Goodbye!" Mo Zhuyou sat on the pink bicycle her sister had bought secondhand, waved excitedly, and then crawled into the dark blue raincoat that her sister was already wearing.

Although the people behind them could cover most of their bodies, some parts of them still inevitably got wet.

It's inevitable that two people would ride bicycles together.

"Carry someone on a bike? Be careful on the road."

"Okay! Boss Mo! See you Monday!"

"Big Brother" is the nickname the students gave Mo Kong because his words and actions were very much to their liking, giving the impression that he was protecting his "little brother".

Of course, this title is not something I would normally dare to say aloud, but I was particularly happy to see Mo Kong interrupt the vice principal who was probably going to speak for another half hour.

"Okay." Mo Kong nodded with a smile as always.

"The two sisters are still having a tough time," Su Yuqing muttered softly in a voice only he could hear.

"Ah."

"I want...more..."

"No need. Too much help is not a good thing. Some things they have to work on themselves."

"Um……"

……

(three)

The pattering raindrops tapped against the windowpane.

This is the bustling city center, and the buses are packed like sardines.

Many people live in the suburbs where rent is relatively cheap, so the buses returning at this time are the most crowded.

Fortunately, the bus's starting point was near the Yinlong Sports Center, and Mo Xueyao and Li Wanyan boarded the bus after walking a short distance, which secured them two good seats.

Near the exit door, there's a horizontal bar that's convenient for hanging umbrellas. If you really can't squeeze out, it's easy to crawl under the bar.

Mo Xueyao sat by the window as always.

The window was slightly ajar, ensuring ventilation while preventing rain from getting in.

The swaying carriage was a bit unbearable for those standing, but it was quite comfortable for those sitting, and the window seats made it less stuffy.

Mo Xueyao leaned her head against the fogged windowpane, her long hair casually draped over her shoulders.

Her doll-like curled eyelashes trembled slowly with the vibrations of the car.

Although I didn't exercise much today, I still felt a bit sleepy on the way back.

The radio broadcast on the bus, though the host was trying to liven things up and crack jokes, actually had a more hypnotic effect.

Even Li Wanyan couldn't help but yawn.

The yawning seemed contagious, causing many passengers who were holding onto the railing by the door to start yawning as well.

Amidst the swaying, Mo Xueyao went from leaning against the cold, hard windowpane to falling into Li Wanyan's warm, soft embrace.

When she was little, she would fall asleep like this on the bus when she felt sleepy.

Sometimes the journey is very long, taking two or three hours to reach the destination. My mother's legs would become numb from being used as a pillow, and she would have difficulty standing up for the first half minute.

One time, her mother was so tired that she let her sit up and fall asleep with her head on her lap.

But after only half an hour, Mo Xueyao couldn't take it anymore, feeling as if she was being pricked by needles.

—That was probably when I had just started junior high school.

It was the first time she had realized that her head was so heavy...

Even so, this habit has always been very difficult to break.

……

(four)

"Shaoxing Road Intersection, we have arrived. Passengers getting off, please use the pedestrian crossing..."

"Yaoyao, we're here." Li Wanyan gently nudged her as she slept.

"Mmm..." Mo Xueyao wiped her drool and opened her eyes groggily.

In the late autumn of October, even waking up in the car, I still instinctively felt a bone-chilling cold.

When she was pulled out of the car in a daze, the autumn wind that blew in immediately brought her back to her senses.

The rain had stopped, but the ground was still wet. As bicycles rode past behind the bus stop, water splashed out of the small puddle.

The streets were covered with withered leaves that had been knocked down by the rain.

It's not far from my home now.

—Although it's still quite a long journey.

After all, Desheng East Village is divided into several sections, and her house is the one furthest from the main road.

Besides the fallen leaves, there were also many small, golden flowers on the ground.

It looks just like a grain of rice.

No need for careful examination; the delightful aroma alone is enough to make a judgment.

It's osmanthus.

The fragrance of osmanthus can travel far, but it is never cloying.

That faint fragrance is also a sign of late autumn.

When the osmanthus flowers are in full bloom, it often means that winter is really not far away.

Mo Xueyao instinctively pulled her coat tighter and shivered: "Achoo! It's so cold. This winter seems especially cold. Will it snow heavily?"

"It might happen."

"The kind of snow that can bury a person?"

"Does Yaoyao really like snow?"

"I like it, but I hate cold weather." Mo Xueyao's answer was contradictory.

However, Li Wanyan was not surprised. She chuckled and nodded, "Do you really wish it would snow in the summer?"

"It's not impossible... If it's going to be really cold this year, let it be really cold. My mom said that in 1977, the entire West Lake was frozen over, and it was frozen for more than 20 days. She even went up there with my dad back then. The ice was so thick that you couldn't even step on it and break it! You could even ride a tricycle on it!"

"I remember it was also very cold in 1991."

"Ah, I think so. I remember it! They said it was almost minus ten degrees Celsius."

"Minus eight degrees Celsius," Li Wanyan corrected, remembering the exact number.

"Hmm! How about we have a snowfall like that this year? This time I want to ride my bike around Silver Lake... no, I mean West Lake!"

"It won't be that cold this year."