A Young Woman's Heart

"Principal Mo, do you know why Yukong High School can never be rated as a key high school? It's because the previous principal always felt that students shouldn't be divided into different classes and was unwilling to set up truly elite classes," Director Zhao said earnestly. "The reason we transferred you to Yukong High School as the new principal is to hope that you will change this situation, not to let you maintain the status quo."

“Our school has undergone many changes this year,” the dean of students quickly chimed in to speak up for the principal.

"It's one thing to change the cafeteria food and add facilities, but what's the point of changing the school uniform? Boys wearing suits and girls wearing skirts, will that improve their academic performance?"

The principal didn't speak, but the head of teaching affairs answered from the side: "That's right, Director Zhao, we are introducing advanced learning concepts from abroad. This is a step-by-step process, and everything has to be done slowly. Of course, this kind of transformation is useful."

"Tell me, what's the use of saying that?"

"This will make our students more confident."

"What about overweight girls? Aren't they even more insecure?"

"This will also motivate overweight women to exercise."

"Then you might as well say that this makes the school more vibrant and wholesome, which would be more convincing to me," Director Zhao said, somewhat displeased.

The head of the teaching department gave the principal a wink, but the latter did not respond.

He kept looking at the students in the classroom through the corridor window, and then, without realizing it, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Hey, what's wrong with the girls in this class? Wasn't it a rule that all girls had to wear a single ponytail? Why is the discipline so lax? Why are they all wearing braids?"

"Director Zhao, perhaps the homeroom teacher made a mistake when issuing the notice, otherwise the whole class wouldn't have been so uniform," the head of teaching affairs quickly explained, pushing up his gold-rimmed glasses.

"Let's go in and take a look." Director Zhao shook his head and walked into the classroom.

Math teacher Jingdie looked at him expressionlessly and gave him the position on the podium.

"Why are all the girls in your class wearing braids? Did the homeroom teacher make a mistake in the notification?" the dean of students asked before Director Zhao could even finish his question.

"No!" Hua Yinyin was the first to answer, "We just didn't want to all wear single ponytails!"

Director Zhao frowned: "What do you mean, young lady?"

"Because we don't like being puppets of the leaders! Students should have their own thoughts too, why should everyone have to wear a single ponytail!" Hua Yinyin stood up and answered humbly and confidently.

By this point, even Mo Xueyao had come to admire her.

"The girls in this class are no good," Director Zhao concluded.

"Why not? I think it's perfectly fine. Without a teacher's guidance, they spontaneously organized and united, all braiding their hair together. Even the girls with short hair tried it." The principal put his hands behind his back, a smile playing on his lips. "Moreover, I think what Director Zhao said earlier is wrong. Students shouldn't be divided into different classes. I don't care what kind of people they are in society, but in my school, all students should be equal. Even the naughty child is still my student."

The dean of students frantically tried to signal to the principal, but the latter continued speaking as if he hadn't seen it.

"Putting all the good students together and the bad students on the other side? Sure, this will make the competition more intense and the students in the top classes will get better grades—but in the end, what is a good student and what is a bad student? Is it just based on grades? Students with good grades can do bad things, and students with bad grades can do good things."

"Schools should educate students not only on getting good grades, but also on shaping their character and establishing their values. Grades are not the most important thing; it's just that getting good grades is the easiest thing to do." The principal said, then patted Director Zhao on the shoulder rather offensively. "Director, life is a long journey. Why should we divide people into different classes and treat them differently based on academic performance?"

Director Zhao's face turned ashen, but he couldn't lash out.

"Alright, Director Zhao, let's continue our stroll. Perhaps we should go to the playground and see those young boys and girls sweating and showing their youthful energy. That's the most precious thing—not like a group of cold, lifeless puppets, being controlled by us so-called adults, is it?"

The head of discipline was sweating profusely, her back soaked with cold sweat.

The students, however, found it very enjoyable.

Everyone was filled with pride, and they all spontaneously uttered the same sentence—

This is our principal!

Yes.

"us".

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Chapter 119 Faithful Friends (Part 1)

The conversation between the principal and the bureau chief is an adult matter.

The students had no idea what happened after that.

I just hope the principal won't be dismissed because of these disrespectful remarks.

However, classes still had to be held as usual.

After math class, it's computer class.

The principal appeared in the computer classroom as always, which relieved the students.

Everyone had changed back to their original hairstyles, including Mo Xueyao.

She felt that when she wore her hair in braids, it was like her hair was being pulled, which made her feel very uncomfortable, perhaps because she was quite sensitive.

It's definitely best to just wear your hair down or in a single ponytail.

Today's computer class taught students how to create a simple website homepage. The homepage icon can be a template or a custom-drawn image imported from elsewhere.

It was a pretty interesting class.

Although it was the principal's class, the moment the bell rang for the end of the fourth period, those who were supposed to rush to the cafeteria immediately did so.

All those who rushed out were boys. They had brought spoons or chopsticks with them when they came to class, in order to save time...

Actually, Mo Xueyao originally wanted to bring her own, but considering that Wang Jiale and the others would have to go back to the classroom to get their utensils after class, since she would have to wait for them anyway, she decided not to bring her own, just like them.

This looks more elegant, but the downside is...

There are long queues.

"Sis, they have fried chicken set meals today!" Mo Zhuyou exclaimed excitedly after looking around at the various lunch windows. "The food at Yukong High School is truly amazing!"

"Huh? Fried chicken set meal... ugh... that's too greasy..." Wang Jiale touched his lips. "What's the rest?"

"The one next door is beef and potato, Lele likes it." Mo Zhuyou pointed to the line next to her, then joined the fried chicken line herself. "Sister, want to have a fried chicken set meal together? We don't usually have much..."

As Mo Zhuyou was speaking, her expression suddenly froze, and then she abruptly ended the conversation as if she hadn't said anything at all.

"Okay, let's eat." Mo Xiao smiled gently, patted Mo Zhuyou's head, and then turned to ask, "Is Xiaoyao coming too?"

"Okay!" Mo Xueyao didn't object to fried chicken and similar foods. Although they were high in calories and could easily lead to weight gain, she figured it would be fine as long as she didn't eat them too often.

"Hmph, you guys can eat all you want, you'll all turn into big fatsoes." Wang Jiale muttered, pouting.

"Actually, Lele wants to eat, but is afraid of gaining weight?" Mo Xiao teased with a smile.

"Hmph... Of course girls need to maintain their figure! What's the problem?" Wang Jiale said with her hands on her hips, "Especially Xiaoyao, she'll get fatter and fatter if she keeps eating!"

"I haven't gained weight!" Mo Xueyao's face darkened. "My weight has always been perfectly normal, okay?"

"Hmm~ Xiaoyao has a figure that attracts many guys. Lele, you should gain some weight. You're so skinny you're practically skin and bones," Mo Xiao laughed, covering her mouth.

Mo Zhuyou didn't participate in the conversation because she was staring wide-eyed at the fried chicken meals the other students were holding.

This was the first time Mo Xueyao had seen this special set meal in the school cafeteria.

Because this is no longer Chinese food, but Western fast food.

The set meal includes two small fried chicken legs, a small fried chicken breast, a hamburger, a glass of milk, and a serving of mashed potatoes to replace rice as the main course.

This portion might not be enough for boys, but it's plenty for girls.

Even so, there were still many boys queuing at this window.

In this day and age, fried chicken is not considered junk food; in the eyes of ordinary people, it's a delicacy.

Although the line was long, Mo Xueyao and her friends got their turn quickly because the cafeteria staff were skilled at their work.

We have lunch, but it seems there's nowhere to sit.

Mo Xueyao originally planned to squeeze in with the boys, but it seemed that all the boys in Class 2 had finished eating, and a few were sitting and eating by themselves, so they couldn't squeeze in together.

As for the boys from other classes, they are not familiar with each other and are not from their own class, so how can they ask to squeeze in?

Even if Mo Xueyao dared to say it, Wang Jiale and the others probably wouldn't dare, right?

After wandering around for a while, I noticed that the teachers' dining area was relatively empty.

"Ah, it's Teacher Wang! Let's go eat at Teacher Wang's!" Wang Jiale said to Wang Qianyu, who was still eating in the cafeteria despite wearing expensive clothes. As the English class representative, she had a natural affinity for the English teacher.

Besides, Wang Qianyu is the kind of teacher who is very easy to get along with. Sitting with her, you won't feel oppressed at all.

"Teacher Wang~~" Wang Jiale waved vigorously, greeting Wang Qianyu.

"Be careful..." Mo Xiaoxiao helplessly used her own plate to support Wang Jiale's plate, otherwise her plate would have tipped over.

Even though you're not that strong, you still have to use one hand to wave. Aren't you a little too carefree?

"Hmm? It's Lele. What's wrong?" On Wang Qianyu's desk was not the lunch that the other teachers ate, but a cup of black tea and a few pastries.

She happened to be sitting by the window, the warm sunlight shining obliquely on her, making her look out of place among the other hurried people.

Is this the aura of an English teacher?

Even lunch is eaten like the British having afternoon tea...

Mo Xueyao muttered to herself.

"Teacher Wang, we don't have anywhere to sit. Can we sit next to you?"

"Of course you can." Wang Qianyu nodded gently and continued to savor the pastries, which looked like they wouldn't fill her up at all.

"Teacher Wang, do you eat this every day?" Wang Jiale asked curiously.

"It depends on the weather," Wang Qianyu replied with a light laugh, glancing at the lunches on Mo Xueyao and the others' plates. "Is this all the students are having for lunch today?"

"Mmm! Fried chicken set meal!" As soon as Mo Zhuyou sat down, she couldn't wait to pick up a fried chicken leg with her chopsticks and start eating.

Mo Xueyao, on the other hand, was even more straightforward; she simply grabbed the chicken leg with her hands and started gnawing on it.

With the other hand, I hold the spoon, take a couple of bites of fried chicken, then a bite of mashed potatoes, and the taste is simply wonderful.

Fortunately, Li Wanyan was away because of something, otherwise she would have nagged Mo Xueyao about how unladylike she was when she ate.

But when eating Western fast food, you still have to eat with your hands, right?

It would seem strange to force yourself to eat with chopsticks just to be ladylike, wouldn't it?

It's like that hamburger; if you were to eat it with chopsticks, I really wouldn't know how.

However, Mo Xiaoxiao then demonstrated to Mo Xueyao how to eat a hamburger in a ladylike way.