A Young Woman's Heart

Although they started from different places, everyone arrived here one after another—before night had completely fallen.

"Beep beep beep—" Mo Xiaoxiao's phone, which was placed on the coffee table, vibrated slightly, and the flip phone screen lit up automatically.

These are phones they bought about a year ago; in this day and age, they're still considered 'new'.

"Xiaoxiao! A text message came in!" Wang Jiale, who was lying on the table, tilted her head and glanced at the screen. "Hmm, it's from Chali."

"Let's open it and see? Maybe there was a traffic jam on the way." Mo Xiao said with a smile, wrapping a large casserole in two thick towels and bringing it over.

Although it wasn't opened, the rich and enticing aroma of the mixed porridge was already wafting through the air.

The delicious ingredients are mixed together, and even without seasoning, they are still so fresh that they make your mouth water.

"Okay, let me see!" Wang Jiale sat up straight and pressed the answer button and the hashtag key to unlock his phone, immediately looking at the text messages that appeared.

"Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxue and I are having tea outside today, so we won't be coming over for now. Don't wait for me," Mo Xueyao said, emphasizing each word.

"Hey, Cha Li has lured Xiao Xue to bed!" Hua Yinyin shouted.

Mo Xueyao gently flicked her forehead: "What are you thinking? It was just a coincidence at most."

Hua Yinyin covered her forehead, looking aggrieved: "What a coincidence!"

"Although Xiaoxue is very popular with girls, everyone's feelings for him are more like those of best friends," Wang Jiale analyzed, tilting her head. She took a small sip of warm rice wine, her first sip, and within seconds, her face turned slightly flushed.

"I get it. It's because Xiaoxue, being a male best friend, can't attend girls' parties, so Chali went to comfort him?"

"Probably... Come to think of it, wouldn't it be a bit much not to bring Xiaoxue along? It would feel like abandoning a friend."

“After all, this is a party that only girls can attend!” Hua Yinyin replied matter-of-factly.

Xuan Anyi rested her chin on her hand and looked around. This place was already very familiar to the members of the Snow Music Band, but it was still somewhat novel to her.

This was a rare occasion, as Aishuer, who had been enrolled for quite some time but still struggled to integrate into the class, was also invited.

Ye Banxia had brought her here because she often went to her place for all sorts of strange divinations.

—In Ye Banxia's words, it's quite accurate.

Right now, the two of them are using leaves to perform divination, and they've even set up a magic circle in a mysterious way, looking quite serious.

Leng Feng and Qiu Yuanling also came; they had asked to join after hearing the discussion in the classroom.

These two girls, who are exceptionally athletic, are playing an arm-wrestling game.

Although there was a difference in height, the difference in strength was not significant, and for a time they were deadlocked, with neither able to gain the upper hand.

"Alright, alright, you two stop playing around, it's time for dinner," Mo Xueyao called out, patting the table in front of them.

"Use this bowl to serve. Take only what you want to eat. Take a small portion each time so you can always have hot porridge." Mo Xiao smiled, two deep dimples appearing on her cheeks. She handed out the small bowls to the girls, then opened the large clay pot, and steam immediately billowed out.

"I specially made porridge to save time so everyone can eat while doing their homework! If there's not enough space for your homework, you can use the wooden stakes as tables. My sister and I cleaned them and brought them in!"

"Let's have some to warm ourselves up! It smells so good!" Wang Jiale exaggeratedly twitched her small, delicate nose, and eagerly took the soup spoon, scooping a spoonful into her own bowl.

The porridge was slightly thick, and the rice was soft and sticky, but not as sticky as glutinous rice.

My plan for today is to eat porridge while doing homework all night.

Dusk finally fell.

The whole world seemed to be plunged into absolute darkness, and even the starry sky above could not be seen.

Only by the light from inside the room could one see the dark blue outline of the distant mountains.

"Everyone, stop playing around! Our main purpose today is to do our homework, so let's not waste any time!"

"Xiaoyao is right!" Wang Jiale, who had just sat down, immediately took out his homework from his schoolbag.

"We just had dinner, and everyone just arrived. Let's rest for a bit~" Hua Yinyin was undoubtedly a lazy person.

"No, time is precious, it'll be late at night if we chat for even a little while!"

"Anyway, there's still a long time..."

Even sitting down, Aya Akimoto, who seemed quite tall, didn't like the small tea table that was rather low to her, so she simply leaned on a tree stump next to it: "Simple, can't we just decide by voting?"

"Raise your hand if you agree that we should study hard!" Mo Xueyao quickly shouted.

Most people raised their hands.

Being inefficient at home is simply a lack of self-discipline. The desire to get together is for mutual supervision, not just for playing together.

"Hey, Yinyin, didn't you say you were going to slack off? Why are you raising your hand?" Mo Xueyao gave her a teasing sidelong glance.

"When did I ever say I was going to slack off!" she shouted shamelessly, and secretly patted Mo Xueyao's very bouncy thigh.

"Wanyan! Yinyin hit me!"

"I'll call it back for you," Li Wanyan said with a mischievous grin.

I don't know who started it, but the lively living room quickly quieted down, and everyone started to take their homework seriously.

Everyone chooses different assignments while drinking porridge. Some choose mindless copying assignments, while others choose numerical assignments that require more thought but don't require writing too many words—the kind that only involves multiple choice and fill-in-the-blank questions.

The girls have an exceptionally good appetite today.

The large pot of porridge was quickly divided up.

Mo Xiaoxiao and Mo Zhuyou lowered their voices and took the pot and bowl to wash. When they came back, they added some firewood to the fireplace.

The burning wood crackled and popped, and the tiny sparks danced and sparked with each gentle touch.

Ashu sat by the fire, her little face glowing red in the firelight. Several pretty stones were scattered at her feet, and her restless toes would occasionally poke at them, each poke seemingly representing a thought process in her mind.

Aya Akimoto, standing next to him, frowned and said, "Uh... geography feels even harder than math..."

"Math is way harder than geography!" Leng Feng, with his wheat-colored skin, patted the math test paper in front of him. "I feel like I'll be half dead by the time I finish this!"

"You should be content. Didn't you see the news from the Education Bureau? They said the textbooks are simple now, but they'll increase the difficulty in a few years. Maybe the 'simple knowledge' in high school will be moved to junior high." Mo Xueyao still had the leisure to reply to them because she was writing in English. For her, these reading comprehension questions were not difficult at all. If translated into Chinese and compared with the reading comprehension questions in Chinese, they were simply at the level of an elementary school student.

"I don't think there are any simple knowledge points in high school..."

"That's right, there isn't one at all."

The two girls, who were particularly good at sports, complained even more than Wang Jiale at this moment.

While not everyone with good athletic ability is bad at studying, generally speaking, that's probably true...

Hua Yinyin sat cross-legged on the soft carpet, her pen never stopping. Mo Xueyao glanced at her and saw that she was writing the essay assigned for this week.

—It's about friendship.

There was a hint of resentment in her words; anyone who didn't know better would think she had no friends to talk to.

When she saw her write the sentence, "I wore a light blue hair clip, but no one noticed my melancholy," Mo Xueyao finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Hua Yinyin glanced at her, biting her lip with her canine teeth, and blocked her view with her arm, saying irritably, "What are you looking at!"

"Tsk, you actually wrote the essay first?"

"I was afraid I wouldn't be able to concentrate later, so I wrote something down first and then looked at it. What did I look at?"

"I wasn't looking at you, I was reading Lele's political writing."

“Politics is much simpler than math!” Wang Jiale replied in a lighthearted tone.

"Huh? I feel like math is easier, politics is like tongue twisters..." Yu Shu muttered softly. She was a second-year high school student and was assigned to the science class, making her the only science class member in the entire Xue Music Team.

Although it's not the top class in their grade, Class 3's grades are said to be quite good, seemingly able to rival the top classes.

Mo Xueyao had previously overheard the head of the teaching department saying in the corridor that the students' grades had been getting better and better recently, and that many of them would have been good candidates for top high schools in the past.

This also seems to mean that there are more and more high-achieving students in top-tier high schools.

Elites represent a minority of people. When the majority of people can reach the level of the former elites, then they can probably no longer be called 'elites'.

"By the way, Yu Shu, who are your chemistry and physics teachers?"

“Teacher Ye and Teacher Yao.” She paused. “Teacher Su teaches biology on a part-time basis, and only teaches our class.”

"Teacher Su from the medical affairs office?"

"Ah."

"Hmm, no wonder I haven't seen her in the infirmary several times I've passed by. Turns out she's in the leader's class, even though there's only one class..."

"Yes! Ms. Su is a very gentle teacher!" Yu Shu seemed to like her a lot. "It's just that the boys are always noisy in her class..."

"That won't do. We have to keep the classroom orderly no matter what."

"Yes, later the principal would often come to her class to catch students who were not behaving properly, and the discipline in biology class improved a lot."

“Principal Mo…” Mo Xueyao forced a smile, “Let’s get down to business…”

"Huh, even you don't know how to do this problem?"

"Hmm... I need to think about it."

"Well, it just so happens that the class monitor is here today. No, never mind, let's ask Xiaoyao instead."

"Is there anything you can't ask me?" Li Wanyan, who had been diligently doing her homework without saying a word, suddenly looked up.

Startled, Mo Zhuyou shrank back towards her older sister: "Eh? Um... it's just a math word problem, it's so convoluted it's making my head spin..."

"Which one? Let me see."

"It's the second to last question in the comprehensive test 3..."

"Come sit here with me, I'll teach you."

"it is good……"

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Chapter Ninety-Seven: Let's Fight with Homework! (Part Two)

The sound of weeping is the wind blowing through the mountains.

The cooing was the hooting of an owl in the treetops.

The crackling sound was from the still-burning firewood in the fireplace.

It was night in the deep mountains. Although there were various sounds, it gave one a sense of tranquility as if walking in a void.