A Young Woman's Heart

"Haha—" The students burst into laughter, watching their old classmate, with whom they had spent a whole school year, walk out of the classroom.

"Ah, don't go—"

"What a pity—" Several boys who were close to him exaggeratedly performed.

The familiar athletes' march began to play, and the students lined up at the door, then noticed that some had grown taller and others had gained weight.

"Chen Cheng, how did you grow so much? Holy crap, you're almost half a head taller than me now." Yu Zi, who was originally taller than Chen Cheng, gestured, "Damn it, you have to stand behind me."

"Hey, now I'm the second tallest."

"Not bad, Chen Cheng!" Li Hongran patted Chen Cheng on the shoulder. "You've gotten quite tanned and stronger, but you're still a bit shorter than me! Did you work out during the summer vacation?"

"More or less," Chen Cheng replied ambiguously.

Although Chen Cheng did get a bit tanned, he was still much fairer than Li Hongran.

I don't know if this guy has been playing basketball all summer, his skin is all red from the sun.

"Hey, look! Little Yao Yao, I've grown a little taller, I'm about the same height as you now."

"Who said that? I'm clearly taller than you... at least two centimeters taller."

"That's about right!" Hua Yinyin patted Mo Xueyao's shoulder with satisfaction. "Maybe he'll be taller than you next year!"

"Tch, you definitely won't grow a single centimeter this year."

"Ugh, Little Yao Yao is cursing me!"

"Alright, everyone, quiet down. We're getting ready to go into the multimedia classroom."

The multimedia classroom can also be described as an auditorium or assembly hall. Its layout is somewhat like a theater, and it is very spacious enough to seat all the teachers and students in the school.

"Good morning, students and teachers." This time, the principal wasn't the last to speak, but the first. "It's a pleasure to see you all here again, and it's also a pleasure to see the new students enroll, to see the first-year students become the second-year students, and the second-year students become the third-year students..."

“Yes, time flies. We’re already in our second year of high school.” Mo Zhuyou rested her head on her sister’s shoulder. “One more year, and then it’ll be our third year…”

"Yes, that's why we can't waste our time."

"Waaah... I'm in my second year of high school..." Wang Jiale clung to Mo Xueyao's arm, looking like she was about to cry.

"Hey, what are you doing, Lele? It's only the beginning of the second year of high school, not the third year. Don't act like we're about to part ways."

"But it goes by so fast, the second year of high school, the third year of high school..."

"Let's take it slow first," Mo Xueyao said leisurely. "Days still pass one by one. Since Lele is so worried that time is passing too quickly, then let's cherish every day."

"Exactly! Cherish every day, so from now on I'm going to stay with Xiaoyaoyao all the time!"

"Don't make such a terrifying statement..."

After all, it was the opening ceremony, and even Mo Kong, who was usually brief, spoke at length.

"This year, Yukong High School will have even more activities. I'd also like to remind the incoming freshmen about our school's clubs. Starting from the first month of school, you can freely join any club. Our school has a wide variety of clubs, and I hope everyone will participate actively. That way, you won't have wasted your three years of high school. There are many new things to try..."

"Thank goodness the opening ceremony was seated..." Mo Xueyao muttered, resting her chin on her hand. "The principal has become so long-winded."

“We’ve heard of it, but the freshmen haven’t,” Wang Jiale said, quite understandingly.

After the principal's speech, the dean of students spoke. She began by explaining in detail the process of joining clubs and the uses of credits earned at Yukong High School.

Following last year's implementation, the new points system has been fully stabilized, and more items can be redeemed with points.

The opening ceremony continued amidst the whispers of Mo Xueyao and her friends...

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Chapter Four: New Seats!

The opening ceremony in the morning ended, and actually, a little over half of the first class had already passed. No wonder the math teacher was willing to switch classes; it seems she didn't want to only have half the class time left.

It's just barely enough for a class meeting.

After all, it was just an announcement of some things and a change of seats.

"Alright, alright, everyone, please be quiet. Today, let me introduce three new students to you." Ye Wen clapped her hands on the podium to quiet the students down, then left the classroom and quickly walked into the office to lead the three new students in.

There were two girls and one boy, and Duanmu Ji, the only boy among the three, was completely ignored by everyone.

Even the girls didn't focus much attention on him.

It seems that cute girls are liked by both boys and girls...

"Alright, please introduce yourselves, the three of you." Ye Wen stepped down from the podium and patted Duanmu Ji on the shoulder first. "Duanmu Ji, you go first?"

"Okay." Duanmu Ji walked blankly to the podium, looking slightly nervous. "Hello everyone, I am Duanmu Ji, and I used to be in Class 7."

"Welcome! Duanmu Ji's humanities grades are very good, so he was assigned to our class. Let's give him a round of applause!"

"Oh……"

Then came a sparse round of applause.

Everyone's attention remained focused on the two girls in the back.

Ye Wen shook her head helplessly and said in a low voice to Duanmu Ji, who was coming down, "Wait a moment, we'll arrange a seat for you when we change seats later."

“…Okay.” Duanmu Ji, who looked somewhat gloomy, seemed to be the type who wasn’t easy to talk to, so Ye Wen didn’t say much. She then patted the shoulder of the girl behind her who looked about the same height as Wang Jiale, “Aishuer, you’re next?”

"Okay, sure!" Ashley took a deep breath, walked to the podium, and introduced herself to the students with a smile, "Hello everyone, my name is Ashley, and this is how I spell my English name—"

As she spoke, she wrote her English name on the blackboard.

Wow, it's so beautiful.

"Look closely, the eyes are deep blue."

"Could she be of Russian descent like Mo Xueyao?"

"The country I was born in was plagued by war for many years. Thanks to Principal Mo Kong and the others, I was able to come and live in this peaceful country." Aishu smiled a little foolishly. "Well... that's why I really like being here, and I hope to get along well with everyone in the future!"

"Does she speak Chinese so well?"

"Ah, if you listen carefully, you can still hear a slight accent."

"That's just a southern accent, isn't it?"

The students in the audience were buzzing with discussion.

"That's great! Two adorable girls have come." Mo Xueyao cupped her cheeks and exclaimed sincerely.

"Hey, why did Xiao Yaoyao steal my lines?" Hua Yinyin, who was about to speak, swallowed her words, turned her head to look at her, and muttered softly.

“Beautiful things are always pleasing to people, aren’t they?” Mo Xueyao replied matter-of-factly.

“Xiao Yao is right,” Mo Zhuyou agreed.

After Aishuer finished introducing herself, the last girl walked up gracefully.

Her hair and eyes were black; she was pretty, but not particularly striking.

She's probably just an ordinary, beautiful young girl.

"Da~jia~hao~" She bowed slightly, her movements and expression very formal, but the words she uttered were very comical, and her tone was completely off.

"Pfft!" Mo Xueyao was the first to burst out laughing, and as if she had set a precedent, the students below the stage also burst into laughter.

"Eh...?" The girl standing on the stage seemed to be a little panicked, and subconsciously spoke her native language, "ご...ごめね! あたしの中文はあまり用でしょ! (Sorry! My level of speaking Chinese is still very poor!)"

She nervously tugged at the hem of her dress and couldn't help but turn to look at Ye Wen, as if seeking help.

"Oh dear, everyone, please stop laughing. Mika Hitomi is an exchange student from Japan, so her Chinese isn't very good. But she'll be spending this semester with us, so please don't bully her."

"Ah—!" Wang Jiale exclaimed, looking at Sanhua Tongjue. The two had exchanged photos before, but in the photos she was always wearing a pink wig and pink contact lenses, so she didn't recognize her immediately when she saw her normal appearance. "Tongjue-chan!"

"Eh..." Sanhua Tongjue looked around with some surprise at the source of the voice, and then saw Wang Jiale waving his hands excitedly. "Raku-chan? (Little Lele?)"

"Oh—you two know each other? I should have arranged for you to sit in the same seat..." Ye Wen muttered, biting her knuckles as she looked down.

"いえ、あの...あの...あたしのkanji...が読める、しかし、语ったことは、まだまだです. それ, あの…(Hey, that, that…well…although I can understand most of the kanji, But my level of speaking Chinese is really bad, so...)" Sanhua Tongjue looked around nervously, picked up a brand new piece of chalk in the chalk box, and wrote her name on the blackboard - "Sanhua Tongjue".

"Alright, everyone, do you all know these three students now? Let's get along well from now on!" Ye Wen patted Sanhua Tongjue on the shoulder, making the slightly nervous girl step down from the podium.

Duanmu Ji stood on the other side, and indeed looked out of place with the other two girls.

Mo Xueyao, who recognized him, secretly waved to him and greeted him with a sly smile: "Little Ji~ Ji~"

"..." A hint of embarrassment appeared on Duanmu Ji's gloomy face. It was one thing to call him "Xiao Ji," but to add an extra "Ji" after him would make anyone feel uncomfortable.

"Hehe... Xiao Ji!" Gao Yuan also greeted him.

"We can talk about it after class. Now we need to arrange the seats. Gao Yuan, especially you, don't make so much noise." Ye Wen said irritably, hands on her hips. "If you have any objections to your seat, you can say so, and I will consider it."

"Teacher, please assign me a beautiful girl as my deskmate!!" Gao Yuan immediately raised his hands.

"You're my beautiful deskmate, right...? Wait a minute."

"Really?!" He was deeply moved, feeling that his spring was just around the corner.

"Okay, everyone, please take your bags and personal belongings, then line up and wait at the door. When I call your name, please come in and sit down according to the seating order."

The classroom erupted in chaos, and it took several minutes for everyone to line up at the door before excitedly and expectantly waiting to call their names.

“Where should we sit… I’d like to sit with Xiaoyao.” Wang Jiale turned around and said to Mo Xueyao.

However, her name was the first one called out: "Wang Jiale!"

"Huh? You're here!"

Ye Wen chuckled and winked at her: "You and Lü Bolun will sit at the same table. One of you will sit in the first group, and the other in the second group."

The first and second groups both belong to the first large group and are located near the door. The biggest advantage is that they can rush to the cafeteria faster at noon.

The downside, of course, is that you'll often get startled by teachers passing by or peeking through the window.

Moreover, the dean of students at Yukong High School particularly likes to patrol during class, making it almost impossible for students to make any small movements.

"Eeeeeeeee—!!"

"What's wrong? Are you so happy you're talking nonsense?"

"What?! I don't want to be his deskmate!"

"Oh, really?" Ye Wen pinched her cheek. "Alright, alright, don't be shy, sit down quickly."