A Young Woman's Heart

With more than twenty minutes left before the end of evening self-study, the classrooms were already starting to get restless.

The noise seemed to increase in the later classes.

Of course, even in Class Two, many students seemed restless and couldn't wait for school to end.

If it's hot, school might actually let out early, because there might be a power outage at night.

But the weather is still relatively cool now, and the temperature has dropped in the last few days, so it doesn't look like there will be a power outage.

Hua Yinyin was also restless, twisting and turning, occasionally punching her chest hard, and then burying her head to write a few words.

Mo Xueyao said helplessly, "What are you doing...?"

"Math is such a headache!"

"If you want to stand out in the humanities, you need to focus on math." Mo Xueyao glanced at her sideways. "I suggest you work harder."

"I'm trying my best, aren't I... really." She pouted. "It's really difficult!"

"But why are you beating your chest and stamping your feet?"

"I just need to vent my frustration. I can't exactly hit you or tear up the book, can I? So I can only hit myself."

"……All right."

"Little Yaoyao, where do you think we'll be going on our school trip?"

"Just don't get your hopes up too high."

"Tch, it's not some remote, impoverished mountain village, is it?"

"I think it's very likely."

Will you be traveling outside the province?

"It's already good enough that we can even leave the city..."

"Hey, Yaoyao, your expectations are way too low!"

If your expectations are low enough, you won't be disappointed.

"What kind of pessimistic spirit is this?"

“I’m all about being the most optimistic person, okay?” Mo Xueyao retorted, glancing at her sideways.

……

(three)

"Hey, Gao Yuan, I'll sleep at your place tonight." After school, Le Tingfeng put one hand on Gao Yuan's shoulder and said with a tired look on his face.

"What's wrong with you?"

"My bedroom door is broken and won't close. It's so noisy in my house until it's fixed..."

"Haha, your bar is so crowded you're dancing until dawn, right?"

“Yes—” Yue Tingfeng said, then yawned again and glanced at the dark sky outside, “It’s time for me to go to sleep, but for them, it’s only… morning!”

"Hahaha, you've got it rough, kid. Fine, come sleep at my place, or sleep with me?"

"Anything is fine, just don't take the blanket."

"Damn, you're accusing me first! Who was it that stole the blanket last time?" Le Tingfeng chuckled dryly, "I don't know why they wrapped it around me..."

"Never mind, I'll just turn on the air conditioner tonight."

"The weather has indeed cooled down quite a bit, but turning on the air conditioner...you're really rich, aren't you?"

"That little bit of money is nothing," Gao Yuan said nonchalantly.

"Looks like your family situation has improved again?"

"Hehe, the tough times are over, we've seized the opportunity, you know? We've followed the trend of the times and are already taking off—that's what my dad said, not his exact words, but that's roughly the gist of it."

"It's because prices are rising now, and everyone feels like they don't have enough money, so you're the only one with a lot of money."

"Ahem." Gao Yuan waved his hand. "Stop, stop. My family isn't exactly capitalists, we're just speculators at best."

"Haha, you're quite bold to say that. A few years ago, you probably would have been arrested."

“Times have changed.” Gao Yuan put his arm around Le Tingfeng’s shoulder. “Don’t worry, I’ll arrange a job for you and make sure you never have to worry about food or clothing.”

What kind of job?

"How about drinking on my behalf?"

"You think I'm a good drinker just because I grew up in bars?"

"Damn, what good are you then?"

"You son of a bitch—"

……

Chapter 235 Class on Duty

(One)

On Saturday morning, only the senior students were at Yukong High School.

The classrooms and corridors were full of people.

With about ten minutes left before class officially started, some students looked relaxed, some were numb, and others were restlessly looking out the window, hoping to get out of school soon.

Once students get used to attending classes on Saturdays, they actually start to feel grateful that they can leave school early that day.

Humans have an amazing ability to adapt.

"Little Yaoyao, are you going to the band room?" Hua Yinyin, who was lying on the table, moved her chair forward a little to make room for her to walk out.

"Yeah, what's going on, Hua Yinyin? Didn't someone say last time that they'd definitely be in the top 30 of the grade this time?"

"Cough!!"

"It seems like we're still a few dozen places short, right?"

I'll definitely pass the exam next week!

"Keep it up." Mo Xueyao patted Hua Yinyin's head and smiled as if petting a puppy.

This made Hua Yinyin angrily shout, "Hey, how dare you look down on me, little Yao Yao!"

"Hey, really? No way, right?" Mo Xueyao shrugged, pretending to be helpless, but she was actually barely holding back her laughter.

Saturday is mainly for reviewing key points again; for students whose grades are already excellent, there is really no need to listen to them again.

Most students who rank in the top 30 will leave the classroom to study on their own or take a walk around the school to relax.

Of course, the swimming pool is open all day, so there's no problem going for a swim if you want.

This made the other students somewhat envious, but unfortunately, only a few dozen people were destined to enjoy it...

……

(two)

There were fewer people in Class 2's classroom. Although it was only a few people, it still felt much emptier.

Hua Yinyin put Mo Xueyao's chair next to her own, then sat comfortably sideways on the two chairs, leaning against the wall, leisurely listening to Ye Wen's lecture on the stage.

Mo Zhuyou, sitting next to Huang Yuxi, was taking notes diligently, while the two seats in front of her were empty.

Li Wanyan and her sister Mo Xiaoxiao both scored in the top 30, so they should be studying in the band room right now.

Mo Zhuyou also wanted to be like her sister, but unfortunately her grades were still quite poor.

Moreover, it often happens that as one student's score improves, another student's score drops, making it seem like a never-ending game of whack-a-mole.

This lesson mainly focuses on how to write a good essay.

To be precise, it's not about 'writing well', but about 'getting points'.

"The examiners can't possibly read every single word of your essay. When grading, they're very quick. First, they look at the title and the beginning, then the ending, and then they quickly scan the whole thing to make sure the structure is correct. Once they've made sure, you've got a pretty good score. Then they check for spelling mistakes. If there are any, they'll deduct points. If there aren't any, and you've quoted appropriate famous sayings, they'll give you extra points. These are actually very basic techniques. I'm telling those boys in the back of the class—Chen Cheng! Wake up, didn't you sleep again last night?"

"..." Chen Cheng raised his head, his eyes wide open. "I'm awake."

"Why are you looking down all the time while you're awake? Look at the blackboard! Do you think I'm ugly?"

Chen Cheng, who had just been wearing a poker face, suddenly broke down: "...Oh."

"Alright, everyone, listen carefully. Next, we'll be discussing more advanced scoring techniques. First, we all know..."

……

(three)

During the long break between the second and third periods, a girl wearing a second-year high school uniform ran all the way to the classroom door of Class 2, Grade 12.

She peeked her head in slightly and whispered, "Excuse me... is your class monitor here?"

"The class monitor?" Yang Yan, who was sitting near the door, scratched his dark forehead. "He's not here."

"Where's the vice squad leader?"

"...He's not here either."

"Where is the class monitor?"

“…Ahem.” Yang Yankai glanced at the empty seat at Cha Li, “It’s not here either.”

"..." The girl, who was of average appearance and slightly chubby, was a little helpless. "So, do you have any senior class officers in your class?"

"Wait a minute, can the sports committee member do it?"

"Also... okay?"

"Old Li—! Get out and work!" Yang Yan shouted. Li Hongran, who was playing around with other boys at the back of the classroom, stopped what she was doing and turned her head, only to be ambushed by Le Tingfeng.

"Hehe, a monkey stealing peaches, hahaha! Old Li, they're pretty big, aren't they?"

"Damn it, you just wait, you're in for it." Li Hongran poked Le Tingfeng's chest hard with two fingers, then tugged at her trouser leg and strode over. "What's up?"

"They're looking for our class officers."