A Young Woman's Heart

Even if you can't sleep, just closing your eyes and resting is good.

"Okay, everyone quiet down and listen to the announcement. I also want to mention that you've all probably looked at your college application choices, right? You can start deciding on the schools you want to apply to now, so you don't rush into filling out the applications later. Choosing a school is a strategy, you know? Some students have great exam scores, but they didn't choose the right schools and ended up going to less prestigious ones. For your first choice, choose a school you have a high probability of getting into—" Ye Wen paused, took a sip of water, "For your second choice, choose the most stable school you can get into based on your usual exam scores. For your third choice, choose a school one level below that, to avoid underperforming. That way, even if you underperform, you'll still have a school to attend."

What Ye Wen was talking about is the most conventional method of filling out college applications, and it is also the safest approach.

However, if you only miss out on your second choice, you can still go to a school of the same level as your second choice. But if you fill in a school that is a level lower as your third choice, then you will lose out.

But before filling it out, nobody knows what might happen.

Therefore, in this era, the college entrance examination is not just about getting a high enough score; luck sometimes plays a significant role as well.

The classroom loudspeaker announced the start of the morning assembly, and Ye Wen stopped and sat down at the podium to review the students' exam results from the previous week.

……

(three)

"Xiao Yao, come up here for a moment." The vice principal's long and tedious speech continued over the loudspeaker, but Ye Wen suddenly looked up and gently waved to her.

"Hmm?" Mo Xueyao patted Hua Yinyin, who skillfully moved aside and rested her face on her arm with her eyes closed.

"Xiaoyao, we'll put together one blackboard newspaper this month, something related to the final sprint of senior year. Hmm, this should be the last one, we don't need to make any more after that."

"Ah, is this the last episode?" Mo Xueyao turned her head and glanced at the large blackboard behind her, feeling a sense of emptiness, as if she was about to lose something.

Is she going to be 'unemployed' as the entertainment committee member?

"Well, there's no need to use watercolors, that's too much of a waste of time. I specially bought a box of chalk with a lot of colors, you can use it and just draw according to the picture, no one will be grading this time."

"Okay—um, it's about encouraging everyone to study hard?"

That's about it.

Mo Xueyao took the box of chalk and quickly started brainstorming ideas.

However, upon closer reflection, she realized she had quite a lot to do, and at that moment she wished she could stretch every minute into two.

……

(four)

"Yinyin? We need to draw a blackboard bulletin board. Why don't you help with the drawing this time? After all, there won't be any new blackboard bulletin board themes for a while, and this one will be left for a long time."

"Hmm? Well, I'm fine with it too, but have you decided what you want to draw?"

What kind of image do you think is most inspiring?

"Hmm—two girls hugging each other or something?"

Mo Xueyao rolled her eyes so hard they almost reached the sky. She flicked Hua Yinyin's forehead, drooping her eyelids as she muttered, "Can't you be serious for once?"

"I think it's a very proper thing to do! So, how about the two girls sit back to back under the tree?"

"...Wouldn't that be too much work?"

"It's alright, just leave it to me!"

"Okay, then I'll write this time."

Over the course of three years, Mo Xueyao's handwriting has improved significantly, except that it is not as delicate as that of most girls.

If the original handwriting was like a dog's scratch, then now it can be described as a flamboyant gust of wind.

It's not exactly beautiful, but it's at least passable.

Mo Xueyao doesn't have high requirements for her handwriting; she just wants it to be legible while maintaining sufficient speed.

Before drawing the blackboard bulletin, you need to create a layout, which means sketching a rough layout on a draft paper, deciding where to put pictures, where to put text, and how the text should be arranged...

She put extra care into creating the last blackboard bulletin.

……

(Fives)

Early spring is the season when influenza outbreaks are frequent.

Every now and then, a few coughs could be heard in the classroom, sometimes as if they were deliberately echoing each other, with a cough coming from one side and another sounding from the other.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Of course, there's also sneezing.

Mo Xueyao reached out and opened the window wider. Luckily, she was by the window, so the polluted air couldn't reach her.

"So many people have caught colds lately," Hua Yinyin said, twirling her pen. "If this keeps up, I'm going to catch it too."

"Don't worry, idiots don't get sick."

"Who is Little Yao Yao calling an idiot!"

"Why don't you consider wearing a mask?"

"Absolutely not! Wearing a mask is so uncomfortable."

You'll get used to it.

"Forget it, we're by the window anyway, why don't we turn it up a bit more?"

“It’s already the biggest.” Mo Xueyao placed one hand on the windowsill, a gentle breeze caressing her fingers. A bold sparrow perched on the outside windowsill, pecking lightly at the glass with its small beak, seemingly curious about what this transparent yet hard thing was.

"Hmph, I have to work hard too, otherwise I'll be completely left behind by Xiaoyao in the college entrance exam."

"Why are you so eager to catch up with my grades?"

"That way we can go to the same school!"

"Ah, Yinyin, I'm sure now that you're someone who's afraid of being alone."

"Huh?"

"Isn't that right?"

"Cough... um..." Hua Yinyin gently scratched her cheek, "Isn't it just more convenient to be with people you're familiar with...?"

"Let's focus on getting into a top-tier university first." Mo Xueyao stretched her legs and yawned, accidentally kicking Liu Xiaowei's chair leg. Liu Xiaowei, who was leaning back in his chair and lost his balance, suddenly lost his balance and fell to the ground with a 'thud'.

"Damn it..." he cursed as he stood up, "I felt like someone kicked me?"

Mo Xueyao quickly lowered her head, pretending to be doing her homework diligently.

Wang Jiale, who was standing nearby, teased, "You were just wobbling around in the chair, so you deserved to fall."

"You didn't do this, did you?"

"I'm not that bored as to trip you up on purpose," Wang Jiale wrinkled her nose. "Can't you just pay attention in class?"

"I'm listening."

"Then shut up—"

Somewhat surprisingly, Liu Xiaowei actually shut his mouth, but not because he was going to listen to the lesson properly; he just didn't want to stoop to Wang Jiale's level.

After sitting up straight again, he began to look through his math book.

However, this was clearly an English class.

I don't know whether to say he's studying hard or wasting his studies.

……

(six)

"Ah, Yu Shu, why so early? You second-year students just finished class, right?" Mo Xueyao, sitting in the classroom, waved her hand gently and glanced sideways at Zhou Yong, urging him, "Stop looking around, hurry up and write, this is the assignment for noon."

"Yes Yes Yes……"

"Hmm, I don't really feel like eating." Yu Shu walked in carrying a large donut-shaped bread, sprinkled with colorful chocolate shavings, which looked quite pretty.

These are fresh breads provided by the convenience store. They are all made and delivered on the same day. If you go to buy them in the morning, you can even feel their warmth.

"Ah, I understand, I understand. Sometimes there are times when I don't want to eat. It's either because I don't have an appetite, or I don't want to eat anything salty, or I think the cafeteria is too noisy, right?"

"Ah."

Are we practicing today?

"Hmm... I'm not practicing today." Yu Shu carefully bypassed Zhou Yong, slowly sat down next to Mo Xueyao, slowly tore open the packaging bag, took a small bite, and looked elegant and cute.

"It's good to take a break now and then, anyway, there's plenty of time."

"...You guys are about to take the college entrance exam, right?"

"Ah, there's still plenty of time."

"Our teacher said that the senior students will be arranged to leave the school together and go to a quieter place to study together."

"Huh? It's like military training?"

"Ah."

"How long will it take?"

"I don't know either, but it'll probably be arranged closer to the college entrance exam." Yu Shu swallowed the bread in her mouth. "Only seniors will go..."

"What's wrong? Is it because we won't be able to see each other for a while?"

"Um……"

"Don't worry, don't worry. Once you get into the same school as us, we'll be able to see each other more often again."

Yu Shu pouted and didn't say anything.

……

Chapter 217 Study

(One)

"Xiaoyao! Huh? What's Zhou Yong doing here?" Wang Jiale had just run in like a happy rabbit when she saw other unfamiliar boys around, so she subconsciously slowed down.

"I'm tutoring him so that he can win over the girl he likes."

"Huh? Why is it Haruka who's tutoring me?"