A Young Woman's Heart

"What's vulgar is also elegant..." As expected of Liu Xiaowei, even when facing the most serious teacher, Jingdie, he still had the mood to joke around and make a point.

Jingdie opened the book, read a few pages, and then slammed the book heavily onto the podium.

"Reading during class, and it's this kind of pornographic novel." Jingdie looked at him coldly. "I'll call your parents over later."

"Uh..." Liu Xiaowei scratched his head awkwardly, wanting to say something, but could only manage a very forced smile.

"Still laughing? You still have the mood to laugh? Do you think your grades are already very good? Even though you're in the humanities class, do you think math isn't important? All you think about is being with several women all day long. Do you think you're qualified? Are you handsome enough, knowledgeable enough, or rich enough?" Jingdie sneered. "You have none of those things. Instead of studying properly, what's the point of watching this useless trash?"

Liu Xiaowei awkwardly touched his cheek, finally unable to smile anymore.

The math class continued in an even more oppressive atmosphere.

"Haha, Liu Xiaogou, you're finished!" After the first class ended and Jingdie walked out of the classroom, Chen Cheng deliberately pointed at him and laughed loudly.

"Tch, what's there to be afraid of?" Liu Xiaowei said defiantly.

"Don't worry, it probably won't scream. It's just trying to scare you," Gao Yuan reassured you, sounding like someone who'd been there before.

In fact, nothing really happened all morning, so much so that Liu Xiaowei thought his parents wouldn't be called over, and he completely relaxed as usual.

But when he returned to the classroom after finishing his meal, he saw Jingdie and his mother standing in front of the podium.

Teacher Jingdie spoke to her with a cold face, while her mother nodded awkwardly, her back bent at a 30-degree angle, too embarrassed to stand up straight.

Liu Xiaowei instinctively wanted to leave the classroom, but Jingdie noticed him: "Come here, Liu Xiaowei."

"cough……"

"As punishment, you won't be allowed to eat anymore. Your mother can take this book back with her." Jingdie looked at the mother and son standing in front of her. "I've already spoken to your mother about this. Go back and write an 800-word self-criticism for me. Hand it in tomorrow, or the word count will double. Understand?"

"Thank you for your hard work, Ms. Jing." Liu Xiaowei's mother said with a bow and a smile, "Haha, well, my Liu Xiaowei has caused you trouble."

"It's alright, this is what I should do. I hope you can discipline your child properly. A person's life doesn't have many three-year periods. If you don't study hard when you're young, you'll have even less of a chance later."

"Yes, yes, I've actually talked to him about this before, but he just won't listen! He's just asking for it. If he does something wrong again, just beat him up!"

Liu Xiaowei, standing to the side, looked rather unwell.

"This is something your parents should do; we teachers can only provide guidance."

"Go back and teach him a lesson!" The mother glared fiercely at Liu Xiaowei.

"Alright, let's leave it at that. I hope he won't do it again next time, otherwise it won't be as simple as just writing a self-criticism. Actually, I've been watching him for a long time, but he never learns from his mistakes, so I can only call his parents to warn him."

"Sigh, teacher, you've worked so hard. There's nothing we can do; he's been like this since he was little," the mother sighed. She followed Jingdie out of the classroom and escorted her all the way to the office door before turning back, grabbing Liu Xiaowei by the ear, and leading him into the corridor.

"Liu Xiaowei!" His mother's voice was now shrill, like the scream of a vengeful ghost. "Reading in class is one thing, but reading this kind of book in class? Look at what this is?!"

Liu Xiaowei lowered his head, not daring to look his mother in the eye.

"Slap!" A loud slap landed on his face, and the once noisy corridor fell silent instantly.

The students who passed by deliberately took a long detour.

Liu Xiaowei covered his left cheek, but this was not the end.

His mother slapped him on the right cheek again, then kicked him in the thigh. As if she wasn't satisfied, she grabbed his collar with both hands and slammed him against the pillar behind him.

"Thump!" The sound was exceptionally clear.

Even Mo Xueyao, who was sitting in her seat peeking out the window, couldn't help but shrink her neck.

“Liu Xiaowei’s mother is so scary…” Zhou Yong nudged Gao Yuan’s arm.

"Yeah, I hope he'll be alright."

"...It seems to be alright."

Having vented her anger, Liu Xiaowei's mother finally relaxed her furrowed brows a little. She poked his forehead with one finger and said, "You better remember this: what are you good for? Study hard! Otherwise, what's the point of your life? You might as well be dead!"

He watched his mother leave silently, standing there motionless for a long time.

His gaze shifted behind the railing, looking down at the concrete ground below.

His mother was still talking to Ye Wen at the office door, occasionally glaring at Liu Xiaowei.

Because his mother was still alive, no student dared to go over and comfort her.

Nobody wants to be blamed for that roaring tigress's wrath.

She might say something like, "People like you should stay away from my son."

Everyone thought Liu Xiaowei should be fine.

Because he's usually so cheerful and always smiling, he's just pretending to admit his mistake now. Once his mother leaves, he'll definitely start acting silly again.

They might even chuckle and boast that their skin is thicker than a city wall, and that it didn't hurt at all!

"He seems... unhappy," Ashley said softly, her worry written all over her face. Although he wasn't very popular with women, he was still her classmate, and Ashley still held goodwill towards him.

"It'll be fine, right? Boys are very resilient." Mo Xueyao, like his friend, wasn't worried at all.

Having been a boy myself, I can't help but feel that boys' minds aren't as fragile.

"Won't he jump off the building?"

"Pfft, how is that possible?"

"Let me do a tarot reading." Aishuer took out a tarot card and started drawing cards very seriously, which made Mo Xueyao feel that she was particularly cute.

As for the divination results, she naturally didn't believe them, unless she thought the results were correct.

……

Chapter 118 Huang Yuxi's Head Pat

“...It’s a bad result.” Ashleigh looked at the cards in her hand with a serious expression.

"Don't worry, don't worry, nothing will happen." Although Mo Xueyao said this, Liu Xiaowei had been leaning on the railing for too long, and his head was sticking out, giving the impression that he was about to fall.

So she still left the classroom.

But to her surprise, someone else went over there before her.

He quietly walked behind Liu Xiaowei, stood on tiptoe, stretched out his arm, and gently touched Liu's dandruff-covered head.

If it were Mo Xueyao, she definitely wouldn't be able to do it...

My hair is so oily and I have so much dandruff. It feels like I haven't washed it in over ten days!

Even a simple touch can cause an extremely uncomfortable physiological reaction.

Not only others, but even Liu Xiaowei was caught off guard.

That gentle hand soothed his turbulent heart.

Of course, he was still a little disappointed when he saw that it was Huang Yuxi.

He probably thought his spring had finally arrived!

However, even Huang Yuxi is not bad, at least there is someone to comfort him.

Once there's a first one, there's bound to be a second.

My close friends also gathered around.

Li Hongran punched his shoulder and laughed loudly, "What are you doing? You were leaning on the railing just now, looking really down. That's not like you."

"Damn it, you don't know anything! This is called contemplating life!" Liu Xiaowei coughed twice, looking at Huang Yuxi giving him an exceptionally healing smile. For a moment, he even felt like he was about to fall in love with a man.

"Why are you smiling so happily? Weren't you just looking like you were about to die, with a long face?" Li Hongran raised an eyebrow. "Really? Do you have feelings for Xiaoxi?"

"What the hell are you talking about?" Liu Xiaowei looked away, feeling a little guilty.

"Are you alright?" Huang Yuxi held up the whiteboard in front of him.

"Of course I'm fine, how could I be in trouble? It's just that just now..." Liu Xiaowei quickly turned around and saw that his mother was looking at Ye Wen and not at them, so he lowered his voice and said, "This is called putting on an act, otherwise the scolding would definitely be more severe, do you understand?"

"I fucking knew you wouldn't be sad at all." Gao Yuan punched Liu Xiaowei in the chest. "Come on, wanna go to the convenience store? My treat."

"No, no, no."

"What are you doing? I didn't make you stand as punishment."

"Yeah, you're leaving? Gao Yuan's treating, why aren't you leaving?" Zhou Yong teased. "Aren't you always the most eager to leave when someone's treating?"

"Am I that kind of person? Wait a minute, let me check the situation."

"Then we're off!"

"You son of a bitch... Okay, okay, let's go together!" Liu Xiaowei hurriedly followed the others down the stairs. "Old Li, aren't you playing basketball today?"

"I just went back to the classroom to put the spoons away. The basketball is with Susu; she should have already gone to reserve the court. So, do you want to come over later?"

"I'd rather not, I'm afraid you'll knock me flying."

"What's there to be afraid of? Men's sports are all about the collisions to make them exciting!"

"Liu Xiaogou, run! Your mom's coming this way!" Gao Yuan grabbed Liu Xiaowei's arm and rushed downstairs.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!" Liu Xiaowei laughed, his earlier frustration completely gone. His mother's angry shouts from behind actually amused him.

As for whether he'll get beaten to a pulp when he gets back, that's not something he needs to worry about right now.

Young people are definitely better off being carefree and without a care in the world.

"See?" Mo Xueyao leaned against the window and raised an eyebrow at Ai Xiuer. "I told you he was alright."

"Because the bad things have been changed."

"Sigh, that's what fortune tellers say. If it really happens, they'll say, 'Everything happened just as I predicted...'"

Aisha pouted, a little annoyed: "I'm telling the truth, my divination is very accurate."

"Okay, very accurate~" Mo Xueyao said with a somewhat perfunctory smile, "Alright, I'm going to the band room now."

"..." Aishuer knew that Mo Xueyao did not believe her at all, but she did not continue. She just sighed softly, as if she had been misunderstood. Her aggrieved expression was so cute that even Mo Xueyao could not help but want to take a few more glances.

"Little Yaoyao, let's go to the band room." Hua Yinyin appeared behind her. "Let's go, let's go."

"I know, I'm about to go." Mo Xueyao pouted. "I practice the same song every day, my ears are getting calluses."

"What? It's only been a short time. Are you already very skilled?"