A Young Woman's Heart

"No, it's really fun," Ye Banxia chuckled. "Want to try it, Orange?"

"I don't need to." Chen Baicheng put his hands behind his head, looking quite annoyed by the trouble. "By the way, I just saw that Awen seems to have come back, and she brought some cakes. Will she give out cakes later?"

"Cake!" Zhang Yumeng exclaimed excitedly, stabbing the needle into her fingertip. Before she could even cry out in pain, she put her fingertip to her lips and sucked hard, as if that would stop the bleeding.

"Are you alright?" Ye Banxia asked anxiously. She put down her needlework, quickly took out a pack of band-aids from the drawer, tore it open, and personally applied it to the wound.

"Xiaxia prepared so many Band-Aids?"

"It's always easy to get hurt doing needlework, so you have to be careful." Ye Banxia picked up her embroidery needle again. "Didn't you eat enough for dinner tonight?"

"Of course I'm full."

"Then why are you still so excited?"

Ye Banxia, ​​chatting with her friends, seemed quite cheerful.

"Oh my, I haven't had any snacks in ages, so of course I'm happy to have cake. Besides, snacks and main dishes go in different stomachs!"

"Huh—?" Chen Bocheng was about to say something when he saw his deskmate, Kazami Yu, walk over. "Hey, Kazami Yu, are you planning to share Wen's cake?"

"Cake? I didn't see it."

Then, Ye Wen and Wang Qianyu came in carrying cakes. It was obvious that they really intended to share them with the whole class.

……

Chapter 268 Daily School Life Deep in the Mountains (Part 5)

(One)

"Wen bought cakes for us to eat today, and I got the vanilla flavor." Mo Xueyao held her phone in one hand while using the other to put a spoonful of cake into her mouth.

"Sent it to Shuer again?"

"Ah."

"Wow, you post so frequently, it's like you have a girlfriend."

"What's wrong with me? You guys aren't posting anything, so can't I share my experience of the school training camp?"

"You're the one who secretly kept Shu'er's phone number and didn't tell us!"

"Then go ask her yourself..." Mo Xueyao rolled her eyes and held her phone up to her. "Here, write this down."

"Waaaaah, Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao, there's no strawberry cake left! Do you have strawberry cake?" Wang Jiale ran over, crying, holding a small piece of cake in a plastic box.

All the students in Class 2 of Senior Three received this piece.

It looks like it was cut from a nine-inch cake. With over forty students in the class, it's roughly equivalent to using three nine-inch cakes.

—After all, not much actually reaches each person.

That's fine. We've already had dinner, and eating too much would be too much. As for snacks, just a taste is enough.

"What?" Mo Xueyao scooped up another spoonful of matcha-flavored cake, put the spoon in her mouth, and asked indistinctly, "What's wrong?"

"I want strawberry flavor..."

"You're just a kid." Hua Yinyin sighed helplessly, adopting an adult-like demeanor, and took out her own cake. "Then I'll trade you my chocolate one."

"But I really want strawberry flavor..."

“Wanyan?” Mo Xueyao looked at Li Wanyan. “Ah, unfortunately, Wanyan’s is blueberry flavored.”

"So what flavor cake is Lele's?"

"Chestnut cake!" Wang Jiale pouted and grumbled unhappily.

"Chestnut cake? That's unusual. What flavor is it?"

"It's salty, I guess." Hua Yinyin vaguely remembered eating it before. "It's probably a bit coarser than a regular cake."

"Salty? Do you have savory cakes?"

"I don't like it! I want to eat strawberry cake, I want to eat the strawberries on top of the cake!" Wang Jiale twisted her body, throwing a tantrum like a child.

Suddenly, a large hand gently patted her shoulder. She turned around and saw Akimoto Aya, who was as tall as Li Hongran, standing behind her like a moving sky tree.

"Huh?"

"Lele, if you don't mind me taking a spoonful," Aya Akimoto grinned, "you can have my strawberry cake, okay?"

"Huh? I don't mind!" Wang Jiale nodded quickly, so quickly that Mo Xueyao worried she might shake her head off...

So, Wang Jiale traded a piece of chestnut cake that she had never eaten before and Akimoto Aya for the strawberry cake that Akimoto Aya had already scooped a spoonful of.

Meanwhile, Wang Jiale, holding a cake, sat on a stone bench nearby. She couldn't wait to open her plastic spoon, gently scoop out a spoonful, and put it into her mouth along with a small piece of strawberry.

The feeling of happiness was written all over her little face.

Mo Xueyao said helplessly, "Is it really necessary..."

"Girls, sometimes they have those girlish moments too."

"A girl's heart is really troublesome."

"What? A girl's heart is the most precious treasure! And look, isn't it easy to satisfy her? A girl showing you a happy expression is like a beautiful painting!"

"...That depends on how the girl looks."

"Lele, Xiaoyaoyao says you're ugly!"

"Hey, hey, I didn't say that!" Mo Xueyao quickly covered Hua Yinyin's mouth.

……

(two)

The sun was setting.

The glow of the sunset made the sky appear as if it were on fire, a deep red.

Zhou Yong walked back and forth with a textbook in his hand, occasionally closing the book and starting to recite.

"Ouch!" Then he bumped into a tree trunk.

"Zhou Yong, are you alright?" Zhou Mingzhong, who was practically an ancestor of his from thousands of years ago, shifted his gaze from the novel in front of him.

"Haha, it's nothing... I was reciting my lessons." Zhou Yong awkwardly rubbed his forehead, where the bump had swollen up uncontrollably.

"Be careful." Zhou Mingzhong always appeared polite and caring to everyone, but his tone was usually somewhat indifferent.

"Zhou Yong!" Xuan Anyi, who was standing by a tree not far away, waved to him, and the girls beside her smiled at him as well.

Girls generally wouldn't date him.

Zhou Yong was a little puzzled, but still walked over with the book in his hand: "What's wrong?"

"What are you memorizing? Geography?"

“Yeah, geography is so annoying,” Zhou Yong sighed. “It feels like I always forget what I’ve memorized, it’s even more troublesome than politics.”

"Perfect timing! We're memorizing geography too," Xuan Anyi smiled, her eyes narrowing. "Want to memorize together?"

"Together...carry it?"

"It's like we quiz each other, taking turns. For example, you quiz Du Qicai on a knowledge point, then Qicai quizzes Chen Mengqi, then Qiqi quizzes Kang Yang, and then Kang Yang quizzes me, and so on."

"oh oh!"

"If you can't memorize it, you'll have to copy it three times right here and now." Du Qicai winked at him.

There was a stone table next to the three of them, but the stone benches were nowhere to be found, so they had to stand to grab anything.

"Great!" Zhou Yong thought this was a good idea, as it would also allow him to fill in any gaps in his knowledge. "Wait, I'll go get a pen!"

"It's alright, I brought my pen and notebook." Xuan Anyi pointed to the paper and pen on the table. "We can all take turns using them."

"Shall we begin?"

"Shall we start with me?"

"it is good."

What kinds of countries are called Arab countries?

"Simple!" Zhou Yong, who was still a little apprehensive, immediately gained confidence. "A country with a predominantly Arab population is an Arab country!"

"Okay, it's your turn to draw a lottery ticket."

"Cai Cai..." Zhou Yong muttered twice, only to be glared at fiercely by Du Qicai.

The main problem is that Du Qicai doesn't really match such a cute and beautiful name.

Her skin was almost the same color as Yang Yankai's; it didn't have any of the 'bright color' look at all.

"hurry up."

"Ah, haha... Let me think... Oh, that's it, what's the economic pillar of Morocco in North Africa?"

"Phosphate, that's too easy."

"Please try to come up with more challenging questions or questions on knowledge points that are easy to forget, otherwise it won't be effective."

"Yes, yes." Zhou Yong nodded as he continued memorizing the key points—before it was his turn.

……

(three)

Evening self-study ended at the same time as usual.

If you're in the city, looking at the streetlights and the neon lights flashing in the skyscrapers, you might not feel that it's too late.

But in the mountains, it's already exceptionally quiet by 11 or 12 o'clock.

At most, you can hear faint sounds from nocturnal animals.

"Ah Wen, have you sent out the photos for us yet?" On her way upstairs, Mo Xueyao saw Ye Wen, who was also about to go upstairs, and looked up to ask.

"Yes, it's been mailed out." Ye Wen nodded. "Forty-three in total, right?"

"Hmm, how much is it?"