A Young Woman's Heart

"Sports meet? I'll sign up for the shot put in advance!" Knowing she couldn't escape it, Lu Chengyuan immediately signed up for the easiest event.

"That will need to be arranged later."

"The class monitor is so biased! Why can Xiaoyao get priority?"

"Although her heart condition has improved a lot, she still can't do strenuous exercise, so we need to take care of her health and let her have priority."

"Hmm... I almost forgot about that." Lu Chengyuan still looked at Li Wanyan with suspicion. "But why does it feel like an excuse? Xiaoyao has participated in all her PE classes this year, right? And I saw her run the 800 meters without any problems."

"A race is different from a regular run."

"Ahem..." Li Wanyan's favoritism made Mo Xueyao feel a little embarrassed. "I don't mind, as long as there aren't too many projects."

The number of events in a sports meet is usually more than the number of students in a class, and some students may be unable to participate in the competition due to certain circumstances, which means that some students will participate in more events.

But generally, those who are capable will do more. For example, someone like Li Hongran will definitely participate in more running events, such as the 100-meter dash, the 1000-meter dash, and relay races.

"Oh dear, the class monitor is so biased~" A high-pitched voice rang out, and Mo Xueyao knew who it was without even looking. That's right, it was Hua Yinyin.

"What are you doing here?" Mo Xueyao rolled her eyes, then her eyes darted around, and she suddenly shouted excitedly, "Wanyan, quickly sign Yinyin up for the 1000-meter race!"

"Ah."

"Hey! Why does everything Xiaoyaoyao says have to be true?!" Hua Yinyin shouted indignantly. "Just because she says one thousand meters doesn't mean it's one thousand meters!?"

"Actually, there's also a 10,000-meter marathon this year," Li Wanyan said casually, her expression a half-smile.

"Waaaaah, Yaoyao and Wanyan teamed up to bully me!"

"What mischief has Yinyin gotten herself into this time?" Xuan Anyi, who was walking by with a bottle of Liziyuan milk, glanced at her sideways.

Hua Yinyin looked at her with droopy eyelids: "Why do you think I'm doing something bad?"

"Because Yin Yin always likes to turn the tables on others."

"Auntie, you've gone too far! It was clearly the two of them ganging up on me, and Wanyan even made me run a 10,000-meter marathon!"

"Keep it up." Xuan Anyi gently patted Hua Yinyin's shoulder, encouraging her.

"I didn't say I wanted to participate!"

"Go, Hua Yinyin!" The boys started cheering, and now she had no way to explain herself.

"Fine, I'll participate!" Hua Yinyin shouted defiantly. "I'll forfeit as soon as the race starts!"

Li Wanyan turned her head away. Mo Xueyao looked at her curiously, but couldn't see the expression on her face. She only saw that her shoulders were trembling slightly.

Then, with a soft cough, she cleared her throat and said again, "We'll decide whether to let you participate based on your performance."

"Ugh, how dare you! No matter what, I'm the class representative for Chinese, one of the homeroom teacher's favorites. How dare a mere class monitor abuse his power like this? I, Hua Yinyin, will...! Well... Wanyan, please, don't make me run 10,000 meters and 1,000 meters, okay?"

"Girls probably don't run a thousand meters, right?" Mo Xueyao suddenly thought of this and caught the fleeting smile on Li Wanyan's face. "Maybe not even ten thousand meters?"

"Wow, Wanyan has even learned to flirt with others!"

"How could that be? It must be Yinyin who has a problem."

"What?! Why am I the one with the problem? Stereotypes are no good!"

The students in the classroom watched the crosstalk performance with great interest, and then the bell rang to signal the start of class.

Before the teacher came in, Mo Xueyao asked in a low voice, "Wanyan, is there really a 10,000-meter race?"

"Yes, some are mixed-gender."

"It's even mixed-gender?"

"Yes."

How many people need to be sent to a class?

"One man and one woman."

"Let's choose Hua Yinyin after all!" Mo Xueyao urged.

"We'll see." Li Wanyan pushed Mo Xueyao's head back with one finger, because the math teacher, Jingdie, had already entered the classroom.

……

The second break is quite long, and many students take this opportunity to take a nap to avoid feeling sleepy in the next two classes.

Students who were hungry would go to the convenience store to buy something, and some would even buy snacks like egg pancakes from breakfast stalls that were still open, even through the school fence.

Of course, you have to be careful. If you get caught, you'll have to write a self-criticism in the disciplinary office. In the past, you would have to be punished, but since Principal Mo Kong took office last year, the punishment for such a minor matter has been reduced. At least you won't have to punish anyone so easily. Instead, you'll have to write a self-criticism with a higher word count requirement.

Huang Yuxi was dozing off on the table, and almost every student who passed by couldn't help but touch his face. This made him feel a little helpless, but he was used to it because it happened every break between classes...

Moreover, it's not just girls who do this; boys do it too.

Perhaps it's because he looks like a girl but is actually male, so he can 'tease' him without worrying about being sent to the disciplinary office as a 'pervert'.

"Hehe." When Le Tingfeng walked past him, he flicked his cheek. The latter puffed out his cheeks and buried his face in his arms as if he was being sulky. Now everyone could only touch his head and not his face.

Sitting to the side, Sanhua Tongjue took her schoolbag to the table and carefully rummaged inside. After a while, she took out a pink cat ear headband and slowly put it on Huang Yuxi's head. Perhaps she didn't notice, or perhaps she just thought someone was touching her head, so she didn't react at all.

Passersby couldn't help but laugh, while Sanhua Tongjue tried to suppress her laughter, repeatedly making 'shushing' gestures.

It has to be said that the pink cat ear headband really suits Huang Yuxi, making him look like a kitten curled up and dozing off.

The bell rang for the third period, and Wan Jianlei walked into the classroom, placing his political textbook on the podium. When he saw Huang Yuxi, he visibly froze for a moment, then smiled, deliberately not revealing his true feelings: "Alright, students, wake up! We're about to start class. For this political lesson, we'll look at this: Lesson Two, Section Three, Acting According to Objective Laws... Liu Xiaowei, wake up! You're drooling. What kind of dream are you having? Come on, turn to page 72!"

Liu Xiaowei dazedly opened the book, then was called upon by Wan Jianlei to read the opening passage. He held the textbook from the previous geography class, paused for a moment, and then read on in a daze, which drew laughter from the students.

"Stop! Didn't you realize you're holding a geography book? Where's your politics book?"

"Oh...no wonder."

“No wonder, haha…” Wan Jianlei originally wanted to keep a straight face, but he couldn’t help but laugh out loud. “Hurry up and laugh… cough, take it out, don’t make me laugh. Political textbook, page 72, ‘The Movement of All Things in the World’, it starts here.”

"In the world..."

Liu Xiaowei continued reading without blushing or skipping a beat, and the political class officially began.

Huang Yuxi looked up at the blackboard with a serious expression, completely unaware of the cat ear headband on her head, so much so that Wan Jianlei couldn't help but laugh when he saw her.

……

Chapter 116 Li Wanyan’s knee pillow

The weather in Hangzhou is always fluctuating. When it rains, it gets very cold, and when it's sunny, it warms up a bit. The temperature doesn't drop that quickly.

By noon, the temperature had risen considerably, and the warm sunshine felt like it was melting your bones. At this time, the students sitting by the window were probably the happiest, because they could lie down and take a comfortable nap—basking in the sunshine.

After finishing lunch, Mo Xueyao was about to go to the music classroom when she saw Huang Yuxi, still wearing pink cat ears, walk past her.

"Cough...Xiao Xi?"

"...?" He turned his head and looked at her in confusion.

"Aren't you going to take that thing off your head...?"

"Hmm?" Huang Yuxi finally realized something, reached out and touched his head, took off the pink cat ear headband, his face slightly red, his eyes seemed to be asking her who put this on him.

"I put the Three-Flower Eye Jade on you," Mo Xueyao chuckled. "Hmm, it actually looks quite nice, doesn't it?"

But he probably didn't think so, or he felt like he had been tricked, so he walked into the classroom in a huff and saw that Sanhua Tongjue was sleeping on her stomach, so he secretly put the cat ear headband on her head.

His relieved expression made Mo Xueyao unable to suppress a smile.

"Little Yaoyao~ I won't be going to the band room at noon today." Hua Yinyin waved to her as she came out of the classroom. "As the club president, I have to check on the club occasionally, you know."

"Oh."

"What? How cold-hearted."

"It doesn't matter whether you're here or not." Mo Xueyao deliberately glanced at her sideways.

"Little Yaoyao is such a hypocrite, she clearly wants me here, doesn't she?"

"Do you think it's possible...?"

It seems like everyone's things are all piling up at once. Among the band members, Hua Yinyin is going to the club, and Mo Zhuyou was called to Wang Qianyu's office, who said she was going to give her extra lessons.

It wasn't that Mo Zhuyou's English grades were bad; they were only average. Wang Qianyu probably hoped to help her improve, which is why she called her along. Besides her, several other students were also called over.

Wang Jiale dragged the just-sleeping Sanhua Tongjue to the movies—sometimes, the school's multimedia hall would show movies at noon, and students who wanted to watch could go in on their own, the only requirement being to keep quiet.

The movie shown at noon today is Titanic. Because it's so famous, she couldn't resist going to see what it was like.

Mr. Xue went with Ye Wen to participate in the high school debate competition in the lower district at noon, and he probably won't be back until after the first class in the afternoon.

After going around in circles, it turned out that Mo Xueyao was the only one who had time to go to the band room today.

"What? Just me?" Mo Xueyao pouted and said, "Fine, maybe I'll skip the band practice today."

Standing beside her without her noticing, Li Wanyan asked softly, "Are you going to the club?"

"Clubs? Hmm, I heard there are a lot of new students here, I feel like I don't know them anymore, oh well." Mo Xueyao looked at Li Wanyan, "Wanyan, are you busy at noon too?"

"It's nothing." Li Wanyan held a novel with an elegant cover in her hands. The title was also very short, called "Snow Country," and the author's name looked like that of a Japanese person.

"So what are you planning to do later?"

"Go to the playground and find a spot to read."

"Hmm, how about soaking up the sun and reading a book?"

"Hmm." Li Wanyan tilted her head slightly and looked at her. "Together?"

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll find a book to read too." Mo Xueyao quickly darted back into the classroom and took out the novel she had borrowed from her bag—Gu Long's "The Famous Swordsman".

The weather was great, and there were many students on the playground.

Almost all the benches near the basketball court were occupied.

Some of the boys' girlfriends are sitting here, watching their boyfriends play ball.

And at such times, the boys will put in extra effort, trying their best to show their most charming side to the other person.

Unfortunately, girls will probably just find these guys silly and cute.

As for the coolness they're trying to project, most people probably won't be able to perceive it.

There were still some empty benches on the playground. Mo Xueyao and Li Wanyan walked around and sat down on a bench near the counseling area. The lush green cucumber vines from the summer had withered and turned yellow, and would break at the slightest touch. But there was no need to worry about them, because they would be full of life again next year.