A Young Woman's Heart

Gao Yuan gripped Zhou Yong and Liu Xiaowei's necks tightly, slamming their heads together.

An Ruosu smiled mischievously, made a gun gesture with her right hand, and tried to stand on tiptoe to press her foot against Li Hongran's temple. The latter raised her hands, looking like she was surrendering.

Lu Chengyuan and Lü Bolun sat down on the edge of the highest step, keeping a distance from the others, like a couple enjoying a sweet moment in a crowded park.

Aishuer blinked and stood quietly, while Tang Sishi and Ye Banxia next to her smiled and each stretched out a hand to make two rabbit ears behind her head.

Ma Jia and Ma Jianhang were smoking, each with a green foxtail grass in their mouths.

Chen Cheng had his hands in his pockets, a cold smile on his face, looking cool.

Le Tingfeng jumped onto Duanmu Ji's back, and the latter helplessly supported his legs.

"The students in the back, please be careful," the photographer reminded them after finishing his water.

"Teacher, we're ready!"

"Get started!"

"Ugh... I can't hold on any longer..."

"Okay, I'll begin now. Hold the position and don't move. Three, two, one—!"

This time it was a burst of shots; with the clicks and flashes of the camera, it looked like a dozen shots were taken in one go.

Although the sun was already bright enough, Mo Xueyao, who was standing in the front row, still felt like her eyes were about to be blinded by its light.

"Alright! I have two Chinese classes this afternoon. Teacher Qiu will take extra photos for everyone. Students who want to have some souvenirs can come with us~"

"No classes in the afternoon?"

"Great!"

"Let's take a few pictures before going up to rest!"

In these final days, with parting so close, there's certainly no reason for anyone to refuse to leave such a memento.

……

(two)

"Brother Qiu! Make sure the picture looks good!" Li Hongran was holding a basketball, with one hand on An Ruosu's shoulder. Several boys who usually played basketball were standing next to her, and behind them was the familiar basketball hoop.

"Don't worry." Qiu Yi's posture was very professional, and the camera he was holding looked much more high-end than the one the photographer had just used.

The bag Ye Wen carried for him contained more than a dozen cameras, which would be replaced whenever needed.

Considering that it was impossible to photograph so many students at the same time, Ye Wen and Qiu Yi divided them into categories according to everyone's requests. Those who were not yet in charge could go back to the classroom to rest.

"Ah, even though there are still more than half a month of classes to go, I have the illusion that I'll graduate as soon as school is over today." Mo Xueyao took the ice cream that Hua Yinyin bought and tore open the packaging without any politeness and started licking it.

"It seems like many classes in the senior year are taking individual photos. Yaoyao, where should we take them later?"

"Hmm... the classroom should be ready, right?"

"How about going to the multimedia classroom?" Wang Jiale suggested. "It's a pity Shuer has class, otherwise we could have called her along."

"This is a photo from our senior year of high school. Isn't it a bit strange to call her here?" Mo Zhuyou took a bite of her strawberry ice cream and then swapped it with her older sister. "Hmm... the chocolate flavor is still the best."

"Strawberry flavor is the best!" Wang Jiale raised his strawberry-flavored ice cream high and retorted loudly.

"Anyway... let's go back to the classroom first?"

"Let's go back." Mo Xueyao swallowed the ice cream in her mouth, then suddenly breathed a cool breath on Li Wanyan's cheek. As the other turned her head, she chuckled and ran two steps to the side. "How is it? Isn't it refreshing?"

Li Wanyan didn't speak, but shook her head helplessly. However, when Mo Xueyao returned to her side and raised the ice cream, she suddenly leaned over, took a bite out of half of it, puffed out her cheeks, and glared at her with bright eyes, looking like she had successfully taken revenge.

"Pfft, what is that, Wanyan? You're just a kid."

"You started it first." She swallowed the ice cream, and couldn't help but inhale a couple of breaths of summer air because of the cold.

"Is mature tact about to turn into childish tact?" Hua Yinyin teased with a laugh.

"I'll definitely be the older sister then!"

"Forget about it, it's impossible for Xiaoyao to be a big sister in this lifetime."

"Hey!"

……

(three)

Many students took photos in the classroom, probably because the classroom holds the most memories.

The books on the table were mostly left uncollected, making the scene in the photo appear somewhat messy, but it also gave it a more lived-in feel.

Many people unknowingly become part of the background, but also become part of the beautiful moments that are left behind.

Du Qicai carried Xuan Anyi in her arms and took a few pictures in front of the blackboard drawing behind them. The blackboard drawing was actually a bit blurry. At first, Mo Xueyao would recolor it with chalk, but later she became too lazy to care. So the lower part of it was blurrier, and some lines were even erased. Only the top part was clear enough.

Le Tingfeng and Zhou Yong each held a broom handle, striking a pose like warriors dueling. Under Qiu Yi's rapid-fire photography, they actually exchanged a few blows, resulting in their hands appearing as afterimages in several photos.

"Phew, okay, anyone else want to film?" Qiu Yi leaned against the wall, looking a little tired. "If no one else wants to film, I can call it a day."

"Ah Qiu! We need to go to the multimedia classroom to film!"

"Multimedia classroom? Great, anyone else want to go? Let's go, let's go!"

……

(four)

"Xiaoyao, don't move, hang in there, it'll be over soon." Ye Wen watched the footage on the camera, acting as Qiu Yi's assistant.

Right now, they are using the principle of perspective to create a deceptive photograph, making it look as if Mo Xueyao is about to devour Hua Yinyin.

It's a bit difficult to maintain balance in this pose because one leg is raised.

"Three, two, one—!"

"Crack!"

"By the way, let's take a picture of Yinyin pouncing on Xiaoyao like a hungry tiger?" Wang Jiale suggested.

"I agree with Lele's suggestion!"

"...Whatever you want." Mo Xueyao was already somewhat helpless.

Not everyone who comes here to take photos is a band member; Li Wanyan and Mo Xiaoxiao are not, and Mr. Xue didn't come either.

That's normal, after all, this isn't a band-themed photo.

"Waaaah—" Hua Yinyin ran towards Mo Xueyao with bared teeth and claws, and the latter cooperated by making a scared gesture.

"Stop!" Ye Wen stretched out her hand to make a stop gesture. "Okay, freeze here, don't move."

"Huh? Eh? Ugh... I can't hold on anymore—" Hua Yinyin's body swayed uncontrollably from side to side, and beads of sweat quickly slid down her forehead.

"Pfft..." Mo Xueyao, who was pretending to be scared, was about to lose her composure, but she still had to hold back, so much so that her body trembled slightly.

"Don't move!"

"Hurry up—it's too late!"

"Pfft, cough..." Mo Xueyao took a deep breath and calmed herself down for a couple of seconds.

Qiu Yi seized the opportunity and snapped a photo.

"Lele~" Mo Zhuyou had a new idea, "How about we take a picture back to back?"

"all right."

"Wanyan," Mo Xiao smiled at Li Wanyan, "Shall we take some pictures later?"

"it is good."

……

(Fives)

There were hardly any people left on the school playground at this time.

The football field seemed somewhat empty at this moment, and Mo Xueyao and the others stood scattered around, looking back nervously at Qiu Yi and Ye Wen.

"Count to three, two, one, then jump! Okay, three, two, one! Jump!"

"Huh?" Mo Xueyao was stunned for a moment, and her jump was noticeably slower.

"No, no, we'll jump when Wen counts to three."

"Okay, let's do it one more time."

"Three, two, one!"

This time, Wang Jiale was a beat slower; in the footage, she only made a tiptoeing motion.

"Shouldn't we give it a boost? Otherwise, the hang time is too short."

"Yes, try to keep your legs as close to your body as possible!"

"It feels so dangerous..."

"Is Yao Yao not very athletic?"

"Who said that!"

"Okay, okay, let's try one last time. It's too hot... If it doesn't work, then forget it."

"Ok."

Mo Xueyao glanced at Li Wanyan, who slowly nodded to her.

"You start running when you count to three, and then jump when you count to one, is that right?" Mo Xiao asked with a smile.

“That’s right!” Hua Yinyin tried jumping, and the others followed suit, jumping lightly to get a feel for it.

"Okay, I'm exhausted..." Ye Wen put a hand on Qiu Yi's shoulder, then, probably thinking about the photos to be taken later, she changed direction and leaned against the soccer hoop next to her. "Three—two—one—!"

"ah!"

"Whoa!"

"what!"

"Wow!"

"Hey!"