A Young Woman's Heart

After all, the school newspaper has been in preparation for a long time, so the content should be quite substantial.

The first article after opening the cover is about Mo Xueyao.

She couldn't stand reading more than a few sentences. What was with all this flattery?

While people generally like to hear praise, this is just too much praise, isn't it?

They were practically describing Mo Xueyao as a once-in-a-millennium beauty.

"Tsk tsk." Wang Jiale watched from the side, clicking her tongue with a sour look on her face.

"It's written in an exaggerated way, isn't it?" Li Wanyan said with a smile.

"Oh, Wanyan, you've already seen it?"

"I looked at it when I first got it."

"...These people write such disgusting things, it's so nauseating." Mo Xueyao rolled her eyes and flipped over the parts praising her for being beautiful, elegant, and academically successful.

If it were someone else, they might watch it a few more times to satisfy their vanity, right?

Mo Xueyao wasn't without vanity, but firstly, it wasn't that strong, and secondly, such sycophantic praise didn't bring her any pleasure whatsoever.

There's even a feeling that someone is being sarcastic or mocking you.

Of course, I was a little happy, but I was happy that no one knew I used to be a boy.

This also proves that she is very successful as a girl now.

At least on the surface, there are no flaws.

Or rather, even if it exists, it's considered unique by others.

To say she's so beautiful she outshines everyone else would be an exaggeration.

The reason she received so much praise and was chosen as the school beauty is probably because of Mo Xueyao's special temperament.

After all, the other school beauties were born girls.

Having been a boy for sixteen years, the influence of those many years of habits on her temperament might take even longer to completely eliminate.

At least for now, she still has a youthful spirit.

"Hey, look at this one who's seriously unbalanced in his studies, isn't that Hua Yinyin?" Wang Jiale interrupted Mo Xueyao's page-turning and pointed to this version of the article.

To be fair, this Rainy Sky Newspaper is actually quite well-made; it even manages to insert advertisements in places that are barely bigger than a tofu block.

It's not an advertisement from a sponsor, but rather some small student ads that are posted on the site after a fee is charged.

And they were particularly blatant about it.

There are actually people looking for girlfriends on this site.

It's fortunate that the teachers at the school are all open-minded; if it were in another place, they would probably all be punished.

Of course, most of them are advertisements from some clubs.

For example:

"Video gaming club is hiring."

Looking for a partner to jointly purchase a GBA game console; usage and allocation can be discussed in person.

"I'm looking for a classmate who's going towards West Lake to go home with me. I have a bicycle and can give someone a ride."

Some of these ads are quite interesting.

It always makes people wonder, "How could this even be published?"

The information about Hua Yinyin was not obtained through an interview with her, so it mainly focused on gathering information about her personal background, along with some information that appeared to have been obtained from other classmates.

"We asked Hua Yinyin's classmates, and one girl said that she always liked to touch other girls' thighs, and the prettier the girl, the more she liked to touch her. Recently, she has been pestering our newly crowned school beauty, Mo Xueyao."

"Hua Yinyin's terrible behavior has been exposed." Wang Jiale muttered, resting his chin on his hand. "Although I usually try to avoid her, isn't it a bit inappropriate to casually expose someone else's hobbies?"

“This isn’t exposure at all… I think she’ll be even more excited if more people know about her,” Mo Xueyao said, her eyelids drooping.

"Judging from Hua Yinyin's personality... it's really hard to say!" Wang Jiale nodded in deep agreement.

Li Wanyan also held a newspaper in her hand. While looking at the ranking list, she said, "Hua Yinyin's Chinese score is really outrageous. She scored 118 out of a total of 120 points. The two points deducted were probably from the composition."

“After all, it’s too difficult to get a perfect score on an essay.” Mo Xueyao looked at Hua Yinyin’s other subject scores listed in the newspaper. “But her other subjects are just too outrageous, the difference is huge… She got 80 in English, just a few points above passing, and only 72 in math, which is just passing… She was also a few points short of passing in science.”

"Hmm, although her Chinese score is very high, her total score will only be in the lower middle range," Wang Jiale said with some regret for Hua Yinyin. "If her scores in other subjects were better, she could at least be in the top 100."

"It's actually quite normal. Where can you find so many all-rounders? It's too difficult for most people to get good grades in every subject! It's good enough if they get good grades in one subject." Mo Xueyao shook her head and turned a few pages of the newspaper.

"It seems like Hua Yinyin doesn't usually study Chinese very seriously, does it?" Wang Jiale muttered, sucking his finger.

“That means she’s much more talented than any of us.” Li Wanyan smiled. “Perhaps a genius like her, who is good at everything but is ultimately just an ordinary person, will have a higher chance of success.”

"Hey, class monitor, you said your and Xiaoyao's grades are just average? I don't believe it! If that's true, what am I? I'm only ninety-ninth! I almost didn't even make the hundredth!"

"Hey, Lele, look, you're on the list." Mo Xueyao interrupted Wang Jiale and pointed to the newspaper.

This is a list of the prettiest girls in the first year of high school.

Mo Xueyao is not included in this ranking because she is the school beauty.

Each class only selects one class beauty, and to Mo Xueyao's surprise, the writer chose Wang Jiale.

Moreover, the girls she chose from the other classes were also relatively petite.

For some reason, she felt a chill run down her spine.

Could this writer be a pedophile?

There are other pretty girls in Class 2, aren't there?

In Mo Xueyao's opinion, Wang Jiale's cuteness outweighed her good looks.

If we're really talking about looks, why not choose the Mo Xiaoxiao and Mo Zhuyou sisters?

These two sisters each have their own unique charm and are both very beautiful. Moreover, they possess both a youthful innocence and a mature, contradictory quality!

Isn't this much better than choosing that little brat Wang Jiale?

Of course, Wang Jiale herself was very happy. Although she pretended to be calm, the smile that couldn't help but appear on her face betrayed her.

But I have to admit, she's really cute when she smiles; she has a healing power.

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Chapter 122 The Repeater Dad

"Click!" Mo Xueyao deftly hooked the bicycle kickstand with her foot, stopping the bike in front of the shop. Then, she turned the key on the lock fixed to the rear wheel and locked the bike with another "click."

Finally, I also locked the front wheel with a U-lock, since there have been quite a few car thefts lately.

The rear lock comes with the bike and isn't particularly sturdy, so most cyclists will have an extra lock.

Because I came home right after school today and rode my bicycle very fast, I arrived at the fruit shop at only 4:35.

It was still early, and my father hadn't made dinner yet, but he had put the rice in to cook, probably wanting it to simmer a little longer.

"Dad, don't forget to go to the parent-teacher conference today." Mo Xueyao picked up Sutang by the scruff of its neck. "Speaking of which, Sutang hasn't had a bath in a while, has it? Why don't we take it with us to Grandma Jin's house for a bath today?"

"Meow~" Su Tang rubbed affectionately against Mo Xueyao's palm, wiping away all the dust from her hair.

"Silly cat, where have you been?" Mo Xueyao picked up a rag drying on a cardboard box and gently wiped the dust off Su Tang. "Why do you always hide in corners? Isn't it better to stay outside?"

"Cats love to burrow and crawl around, don't they?" The father deftly used a knife to peel the apple into rolls, then cut it into several slices and placed them on a small plate. "Your mother is going to a parent-teacher conference today. If you're hungry, just have some fruit."

"Mom, are you going by bike?" Mo Xueyao was about to pick up a piece of apple with her hand when her father slapped her away.

"Nonsense, of course it's about riding a bike—did you wash your hands? If you didn't, you're touching the food. Here! Eat it with a toothpick."

"Tch..." Mo Xueyao rolled her eyes.

"And it just touched a cat. Do you think it's clean? It might be covered in fleas."

"How could that be? Although I don't bathe it every day, I do wipe its fur every day."

"Use that foot-wiping cloth?" The father glanced at Mo Xueyao sideways.

"What's wrong with the foot towel? It's not like you used it. Wanyan's foot towel doesn't have athlete's foot." Mo Xueyao waved to Li Wanyan, who had just put her schoolbag in the small room. "Class monitor, come and have an apple!"

"Um... Uncle, can we eat a little earlier today?" Li Wanyan gently licked her lips.

"What's wrong?"

"Because Wanyan needs to help the teacher. After all, she's the class monitor, and there's a lot of stuff to assign for the parent-teacher conference."

"Yes, that's right..."

Seeing that her father was about to say something, Mo Xueyao quickly said, "I'll go help too! I'm just coming back for dinner to save money!"

"Alright, I'll make dinner early tonight." The father rolled up his sleeves. "Don't worry, it'll be quick. Dinner will be minced meat and eggplant, and hot and sour shredded potatoes. For soup, tofu soup will be enough, right?"

"That's enough, that's enough." Mo Xueyao nodded repeatedly.

Before we had a stove, we used to order fast food from the fruit shop every day, but it was mostly vegetarian dishes with very little meat.

Cooking at home is definitely cheaper than buying food from outside, so the portions are much larger, but there are still very few meat dishes.

For example, tonight's dinner only had minced meat and eggplant, which could barely be considered a meat dish.

Although it looks like a lot of minced meat was sprinkled in, after it was stir-fried, it didn't seem like much.

"All done, time to eat!" The father brought the cooked tofu soup to the small dining table, then opened the lid of the rice cooker, took a deep breath, and said, "Hmm—not bad, not bad, it tastes delicious."

"It smells so good." Mo Xueyao's delicate nose twitched, and she waved her hand to disperse the rising steam before leaning closer. "It smells a bit like fruit."

"Of course, today's meal is different, it's fruit rice! It has pineapple, banana and apple in it."

"Isn't this too extravagant?" Li Wanyan asked softly.

"It's okay, these will spoil anyway, just like how cake shops always let their own people eat cakes that are about to expire."

"So we're just a dumping ground for them?" Mo Xueyao said sourly.

"It's not spoiled, it's just about to spoil." Her father glanced at her sideways. "If you don't eat it, I will."