A Young Woman's Heart

But then I thought, that's impossible.

If it's really a mistake, even after the surgery, she won't be able to have her period every month like a normal girl.

Fortunately, I didn't have that problem.

Otherwise, if the surgery is completed and the results tell her that she is actually a boy, wouldn't that be devastating?

"Hey, look, the drainage ditch over here looks pretty clean. There are only some leaves, no water at all, and it's quite dry."

"What?" Mo Xueyao asked, somewhat confused.

Shi Haiming stroked his chin and gestured with his fingers to indicate the width of the drainage ditch. "Hmm... this drainage ditch is pretty good. It can even be used as a four-wheel drive track. Two cars should be able to run side by side at a time."

"what?"

Shi Haiming clenched his fist and slammed it into his palm: "Let's go buy some assembled four-wheel drive cars, and then have a battle!"

"Hey, you're spending money way too recklessly."

"It's alright, Tao's treating this time!"

"Damn, so I bought all the expensive stuff, huh?" Li Gutao rolled his eyes. "But you can only drive two cars side by side this time, what's the point of buying four boxes?"

"That way everyone will feel involved; we can have an elimination tournament."

"If you really want to buy them, two boxes will be enough..."

"Sigh, really, since we're out having fun, let's make the most of it!"

“A box should cost ten yuan.” Li Gutao scratched his head. “You little bastard, are you trying to make me bleed money?”

"Damn, how come you're so poor? You don't even have forty yuan?"

"Ahem!" Li Gutao changed the subject. "Just buy two boxes, let's all share. Xiaoyao and her best friend can be in one group, and the two of us can be in another."

"That's fine too," Shi Haiming reluctantly agreed.

"Then I'll give you the money, go buy it."

Why should I buy it?

"You suggested it."

"Then why don't you go down and buy it yourself?"

"Damn, I've already paid, so why don't you pay?"

"Okay, okay, I'll run, I'll run! Come on, give me the money, Xiaoyao! What kind of car do you want?"

"Do you have a Megatron? Preferably black, but if not, then the Spider King will do!"

"Alright! I'm going down!" Shi Haiming snatched the money from Li Gutao's hand as if he were robbing someone, and ran down the mountain, opening his arms and singing loudly as he ran.

"This kid's been in a much better mood lately..." Mo Xueyao smiled, her eyes narrowed.

"Isn't that a good thing?" Li Gutao shouted at him, arms crossed, "Hey—Xiao Ming—be careful, don't fall..."

Before he could finish speaking, Shi Haiming stumbled. He tried to regain his balance but fell into the bushes beside him. He got up in a few seconds, turned around, and gave them the middle finger: "You motherfucker, you jinx!"

"Haahaha..."

……

Chapter 303 The Final Sprint Before the College Entrance Examination

(One)

A light rain had just fallen in the early morning, cooling down the sweltering summer heat. So even when the sun peeked out from behind the clouds, the breeze still carried a hint of coolness.

Mo Xueyao sat backwards in Hua Yinyin's chair, resting her chin on her hands and propping herself up on Zhou Yong's table.

In the final period before the college entrance examination, he practically became obsessed with mathematics.

Even in English, I managed to improve my score quite a bit through rote memorization, but in math, I just couldn't seem to get much higher. Occasionally, I'd score seven or eight points higher, but then my score would immediately drop again. Those extra points didn't rely much on my actual ability; luck played a bigger role.

In order to get a higher score, Zhou Yong studied desperately, and although the results were minimal, he dared not slack off in the slightest.

"Okay, is this how you do it?" Zhou Yong wiped the sweat from his forehead, suddenly looked up, and turned the draft notebook around.

"Let me see... um... um... the process is fine, and the result is... fine too."

"Ha... I finally got it right."

"Don't forget later, and... there are many variations of this question. I'll give you a few more variations, and you can try them." Mo Xueyao turned a page in her draft notebook. "Also, you're too slow. Usually, these are just fill-in-the-blank questions. If you waste too much time on them, you won't have time to do the later, more difficult questions."

“And the big questions…” Zhou Yong wiped the sweat from his hands. “I’m already doing well enough to get the earlier ones right, and I don’t understand the big questions at all.”

"Writing out the process or formula will get you some points, right? Never mind, I'll give you the question first, and you can continue."

"Okay, thank you."

"Don't mention it, I'm just reviewing on my own anyway." Mo Xueyao waved her hand. Duanmu Ji, who was standing next to her, couldn't help but glance at her a few more times. Remembering the long conversation he had with his sister that day, he finally started writing his own test paper without saying anything.

……

(two)

Some people cram for their weakest subject before the college entrance examination, while others consolidate their strengths in their subjects.

For example, Lu Bolun is standing in the corridor practicing his spoken English and reciting his essay. After all, sometimes it's more painful to not do well in your strongest subject.

Xuan Anyi was practicing with her. The two were simulating an English conversation, and they had to speak as fast as possible so that the listening comprehension would end before they could finish.

Li Hongran, a sports student, is not at school. He went to take an off-campus exam today. It is said that if he passes the exam, he can get into one of the universities that cooperate with Yukong High School and recruit sports students as long as his score reaches a very low standard in the college entrance examination.

Wang Jiale and Mo Zhuyou are not in the classroom today either. Although they are still at school, they are in the multimedia classroom, taking the music exam held by Ginkgo Women's University at Yukong High School.

If you pass, you will receive the same preferential treatment as sports students—meaning it will be easier for you to get into Xingda University.

Moreover, it's said that the difficulty level isn't particularly high, which makes many boys envious.

Unfortunately, no matter how high her musical talent was, she couldn't get into Xingda University, since it's a university that only admits female students.

"Uh... I wonder how Lele and Youyou did on their exams." Hua Yinyin rested her chin on her hand, a stack of geography test papers in front of her, but her hand was twirling a pen, looking absent-minded.

"By the way, is it possible to know on the spot whether it has passed or not?"

"It's said that's true. Since it's an internal admission for Xingda University, and it seems they only selected Yu Kong, there should be plenty of spots available, so there's no need to deliberately make it difficult."

"Why aren't you going, Yinyin?" Mo Xueyao asked curiously, poking her arm.

"Hmph, I'm going to get in based on my own merit!"

"Hey, don't be the one who fails the exam."

"Hmph, how could that be? Although I can't compare to Yaoyao, my grades are still pretty good. Hmph, I was 21st in the whole school in the last joint exam! Getting into a top university is a piece of cake! If it weren't for the fact that even good students have to attend classes on Saturdays lately..."

"Tsk tsk, being too confident isn't a good thing. By the way, what was your first choice for major?"

World Literature!

"Huh? I thought you would choose Chinese language and literature, or music, or at the very least painting, right?"

"Tch, don't underestimate me, little Yaoyao. My ambitions are far-reaching!"

"Yes, yes—" Mo Xueyao stretched against the wall, "How many pages did you do on your geography test today? You said you were going to do three pages today, what happened?"

"Ahem!" Hua Yinyin coughed twice forcefully. "I'll definitely finish it today... Really, Xiao Yaoyao, don't rush me. Why didn't you assign yourself any tasks?"

"Yes, I did. I finished it this morning."

"..." Hua Yinyin stopped talking, as if she had entered the zone in a second, and picked up a pen to pretend to write the questions.

……

(three)

Ginkgo Women's University sent three teachers to evaluate the students from Yukong High School who participated in this exam.

Although Yukong High School's core subject scores are not as good as those of key high schools, its number of art students far exceeds that of key high schools. Although the school's management seems relatively relaxed, as long as students are willing, the teachers will provide the greatest possible assistance, making it no worse than specialized art schools.

For example, Qiu Yi, who is not particularly handsome, is actually a master's degree holder in art.

The relaxed and pleasant school atmosphere also allows the art students to develop a distinctive and unconventional style.

This is also the main reason why Xingda chose to cooperate with Yukong High School this year.

What they need are not students who are cut from the same mold, but children with their own personal style who can truly be called 'human beings'.

As one of the assistants for this exam, Qiu Yi was looking down at the list.

Several students have been selected, but none of them have been able to directly enter Xingda University through the independent enrollment program.

In fact, Xingda brought three guaranteed admission spots with her when she came.

Unlike students who still need to take exams but can be admitted with relatively lower scores, students admitted through the guaranteed admission program can directly enter the school after taking an exam. Theoretically, they don't even need to take the college entrance examination.

"Dong dong cha dong!" Mo Zhuyou on the stage had just stopped playing her drumsticks. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and took several deep breaths with extreme nervousness, but her heart was still pounding wildly.

Even a school performance on stage, watched by thousands of people, had never made her this nervous.

She pursed her lips, couldn't help but slightly close her legs, and for a moment felt unsure what to do with the drumsticks in her hands.

The three teachers in the audience exchanged opinions, and after a few words, they all nodded and looked at her.

The oldest teacher in the middle smiled and said, "Alright, student, come to us. You'll need to answer some questions to confirm your final grade."

“…Okay.” Mo Zhuyou stood up stiffly and walked off the stage step by step, somewhat mechanically.

In fact, before this face-to-face exam, she had already taken a comprehensive test paper, which contained questions from all subjects, as well as some music-related questions. If she hadn't passed that, she wouldn't have been able to get to this stage.

"Please sit down, Mo Zhuyou, classmate." The slightly younger teacher next to her smiled and nodded. "Don't be nervous, it's just some simple questions."

"Okay..." She swallowed, focusing her attention, even the sensation of the wind blowing across her skin was incredibly clear at that moment.

"You play the drums very well; your power and rhythm are spot on. Did you learn from a teacher or are you self-taught?"

"More or less... I guess you could say I'm self-taught, um... I had some classmates from the club teaching me..." Mo Zhuyou's eyes darted left and right, and she saw Wang Jiale, who was about to go on stage next, giving her an encouraging look.

"If you get into this university, which major would you most like to study?"

“Hmm… education.” Mo Zhuyou took another deep breath, her speech becoming more fluent. This time, she explained the reason herself, “Because I want to be a teacher, to help lost children find their direction in life…”

"So what do you think is the most important thing for a teacher?"