A Young Woman's Heart

These kinds of questions are usually designed to differentiate high-achieving students' scores; average students wouldn't even consider them.

However, for Mo Xueyao, it was only a little difficult. After all, writing questions was not an exam, so she could think slowly and figure out every detail. The feeling of her brain working like this was quite comfortable.

It felt like an invisible hand was gently massaging my head.

The sunlight shone directly into the classroom, casting a faint golden hue on the fine hairs on Li Wanyan's face.

Mo Xueyao didn't look at her watch, but she could roughly tell the time just by listening to the ringtone.

It must have been during the long break after the second class at noon.

As for the evidence—the noisy main teaching building is it.

Feeling slightly tired, she stood up, stretched, and walked out of the classroom. She leaned against the red railing and looked at the open space at the school gate.

A gentle breeze, carrying the fragrance of fresh grass, brushed against her thighs, causing her skirt to flutter slightly.

Several students rushed out of the main teaching building and ran wildly toward the convenience store on the other side.

There were not only boys but also girls, and they were just as fast, their hair flying high and their steps incredibly light, as if they were riding the wind.

"Hi!" The greeting from behind ended Mo Xueyao's leisurely relaxation. She turned around and saw Jiang Yuru running up the steps in a few quick steps.

Yu Shu was noticeably slower, and by the time she managed to catch up, she was already panting heavily and supporting herself on her knees.

"Is the handover complete?"

"Yes, and next week it really is Class 2 of Senior Three."

"This should be my last week on duty, I hope I can be assigned an easier task..." Mo Xueyao turned around completely, leaning against the railing, with the clear blue sky above her, her fair skin seemingly glowing in the sunlight. "So, are we going back now?"

"Well... since you're all here, let's go home together this afternoon, Xiaoyao and the others."

"That works too. We can practice later."

“Hmm—” When it came to practicing, Yu Shu subconsciously lowered her head and glanced at the tips of her shoes.

"Oh, by the way, Yu Shu, are you allowed to come and go from school freely today?"

"Huh? It should... be okay, right?"

"Sure, you can, since you're not a senior in high school anymore. Could you go to the school gate and buy me some spicy snacks? I feel a bit empty when I'm doing my homework without something in my mouth."

"Huh? Um... but, but when I come back in, the security guard might stop me?"

"That's impossible. Just say you came to school today to draw the blackboard newspaper." Mo Xueyao was clearly much better at lying than Yu Shu.

In fact, she often lied to her family when she was a child in order to go out and play.

"Then, I'll give it a try..."

"I'll go too!" Jiang Yu Ruo seemed to have inexhaustible energy.

"Ah, Yu Shu, why don't you rest for a while before going down? You seem to be having trouble breathing. Why don't you have some water? The boiled water should be cold by now, perfect for drinking."

"Mmm." Yu Shu gently tilted her head back and brushed the bangs that were covering her eyes to the side. She had run too fast and her hair was a little messy.

"Don't run with other people, your body isn't suited for strenuous exercise."

"Okay..."

“I can carry Xiao Yushu upstairs!” Jiang Yuru patted his arm—it looked like he didn’t have much muscle.

"Cough, Ruoruo, you really have a lot of energy, even more so than Yinyin..."

……

Chapter 225, all the tadpoles are dead.

(One)

Even on Saturday afternoons, someone still has to stay behind to clean.

However, there are no fixed candidates. Sometimes the teacher designates a few mischievous students to clean, and sometimes a few class officers voluntarily stay behind to clean.

Mo Xueyao twirled the classroom key she had taken from Li Wanyan in her hand and strolled leisurely to the classroom door.

She came to lock the door.

Almost all the boys in the classroom had run away, leaving only a few girls who were moving slower.

Wang Jiale was standing on tiptoe, painstakingly wiping the blackboard, while Li Hongran held a basketball in one hand and a garbage bag from a large trash can in the other, preparing to drag it out.

"Hey, Xiaxia." Mo Xueyao twirled the keychain with her fingers. "Still cleaning?"

"Um... Xiaoyao, could you help me wipe the windowsill?"

"Ugh, how come I've become a laborer as soon as I arrived—" Although she said that, Mo Xueyao had gotten used to it to some extent. Ye Banxia was always embarrassed to ask classmates she wasn't very familiar with for help, so she would often do some work when there weren't enough people.

Despite not being in class all day, Hua Yinyin's desk was still piled high with books. She was fast asleep, her little face resting on her arm, lying on the desk that was also piled with books.

Mo Xueyao felt that whenever she saw her today, she was sleeping.

"Yinyin~ School's out." Mo Xueyao stretched out a slender finger and gently poked her cheek.

The latter's cheeks were as soft as mochi dumplings, making her unable to resist poking them a couple more times.

"Mmm mmm..." Hua Yinyin smacked her lips, and crystal-clear saliva uncontrollably dripped from the corner of her mouth, forming a small stream on her arm.

"Yinyin—school's out."

“She started sleeping during evening self-study.” Wang Jiale walked to the window, stuck his hand out, and vigorously patted the chalk dust off the blackboard eraser. “We can’t wake her up at all.”

"Yinyin—" Mo Xueyao rolled her blue eyes, "Lele said you can touch my thighs as much as you want later."

"Mmm mmm..."

"Hey, hey, what are you saying, Haruka...?"

"It doesn't seem to be attractive enough?"

"Xiaoyao, you'll have to do it yourself." Wang Jiale, clutching the blackboard eraser, ran over to Hua Yinyin with small, quick steps and whispered in her ear, "Yinyin—Xiaoyao said she'll take a bath with you if you get up now~"

"Hey!"

"Hmm—?" Hua Yinyin opened her eyes groggily, looked around, and her gaze locked onto Mo Xueyao.

"Lele is talking nonsense!" the latter denied outright.

"Tch... Liar..." Hua Yinyin closed her sleepy eyes again, this time resting her head on her arm.

Wang Jiale covered her mouth, laughing so hard her body shook, while Mo Xueyao looked helpless.

"Xiaoyao, pfft... why don't you really take a bath with Yinyin tonight?"

"Wash my ass..." Mo Xueyao grabbed Hua Yinyin's ear this time, and the air she exhaled went into her ear. "Hua—Yin—Yin—if you don't get up, I'm going to lock you in the classroom!"

"babble--"

……

(two)

Saturday afternoons are much earlier than usual when school ends.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the nights are coming later and later.

The sky was still bright, radiating a warm glow.

"I'm here! Hmm, I feel like there's something smelly in the classroom..." Wang Jiale suddenly pushed open the door, sniffed hard, and searched around in the corner like a small animal. Finally, she found the culprit on the floor.

"Huh—when was this fish tank built?!"

"what?"

"Can't you smell the stench?"

Mo Xueyao scratched her head: "Maybe you won't be able to smell it if you stay in the classroom the whole time?"

"Hey!" Hua Yinyin darted over. "Isn't this our old fish tank? Oh... all the fish I brought are dead."

"Ah! It's that!" Mo Xueyao suddenly remembered something and hurriedly ran over. In this inconspicuous corner, the water in the fish tank was extremely murky, with some moss floating on top. Several goldfish had already floated to the surface with their white bellies up, and the tadpoles were all mushy.

Thankfully, the weather isn't hot enough, otherwise flies would probably be flying all over it, and maggots would be breeding in the water.

"How disgusting..." Wang Jiale covered her nose and took two steps back. "Pour it out quickly!"

“Little Yaoyao—” Hua Yinyin looked at Mo Xueyao.

"Okay, let's go pour it out together..."

Together, the two lifted the not-so-heavy fish tank and ran quickly out of the classroom.

Watching the murky water from the fish tank being poured into the pool, Mo Xueyao couldn't help but gag twice.

"I never imagined it would smell so bad until I got close..."

"Phew... Let's clean it, otherwise it'll still smell bad if we leave it there." After Hua Yinyin finished speaking, she turned her little face towards the outside and took a deep breath. Then, holding her breath, she and Mo Xueyao used water to clean the fish tank.

"So what was the fish tank originally for?" Wang Jiale asked helplessly when they returned to the classroom.

"We were supposed to get an ecosystem tank..."

"That's how it turned out?"

"Ahem, I've been busy with my studies—I've used my free time to rest," Mo Xueyao explained sheepishly.

"It seems our classroom isn't really suitable for keeping things." Hua Yinyin nodded in agreement.

"Why don't we just fill the fish tank with soil and plant something in it?" Mo Zhuyou said, resting her chin on her hand. "So, are we going to practice today? If not, I'm going home with my sister."

"Of course I have to practice—!" Hua Yinyin raised her hands high, then slumped onto the table. "Ugh... I don't want to use my brain at all... Maybe I should just give up?"

"I knew it..." Wang Jiale pouted, "How about we go to the supermarket? We can buy something to decorate the classroom, what do you think?"

"Ugh, graduation is just around the corner, is it really necessary to decorate the classroom so nicely?"

“Even if we leave it for the next person, that’s fine!” Wang Jiale put her hands on her hips, glared at Hua Yinyin, and then looked at Yu Shu without making a sound.

"Okay, let's go to the supermarket!"

"Wait a minute, I need to put the drum set away—"

"Hey, are we going to drag him to the supermarket?"