A Young Woman's Heart

Chapter 150 Making Up Homework

"So, why do we still have so much homework to do?"

"Did you do your homework for Wednesday, including the weekend assignments and the Thursday assignments?"

"Hmm... I don't think so..."

"Write it down."

"I didn't bring my books! Nor did I bring my homework!"

"I've brought everything you left at school for you." Li Wanyan glanced at Hua Yinyin, as if she already knew that Hua Yinyin would be staying at Mo Xueyao's house this weekend.

"Oh my gosh—so many—!"

"There's no other way, I'll just have to write it." Although Mo Xueyao was also in pain for a moment, she decided to cheer up. If she kept procrastinating like this, she wouldn't write more words in her homework, would she?

Fortunately, she had already finished her homework for Wednesday, so she only needed to do her homework for Thursday and the weekend.

"Let me see, this is where you write math... Hmm, perfect timing, I finished mine early. Wanyan, can I borrow your workbook to check the answers?" Mo Xueyao opened her math workbook and nodded in satisfaction.

Hua Yinyin followed suit, saying, "Hey, I want to check my answers too!"

Li Wanyan glanced at her blank notebook and couldn't help but give a helpless, bitter smile.

"Wanyan~ Let's check the answers~ I used you as a pillow last night~" Hua Yinyin hugged Li Wanyan's arm sweetly and shook it gently, blinking her eyes hard, like the way she flirted in a movie.

“Write it properly yourself.” Li Wanyan remained stern and impartial. “No one will lend you the answers when it comes to the college entrance exam.”

"Tch—Little Yao Yao~?"

"If Wanyan agrees, I'll agree." Mo Xueyao didn't care, but as things stood, it was clear that Li Wanyan wouldn't let Hua Yinyin copy the answers.

Mo Xueyao has a habit of doing her homework in advance. Sometimes, after previewing the next lesson, she feels itchy to do more exercises. Since the exercises at the back of the textbook aren't enough, she simply takes out her workbook and does the problems there.

However, the error rate is slightly higher compared to the answers written after the teacher has finished teaching.

After all, this is just the result of self-study. If students can easily write the correct answers by themselves, what's the point of having a teacher? At least Mo Xueyao hasn't reached that level of genius.

After checking the answers, she found that she had gotten four questions wrong. Li Wanyan checked the answers with her, and this discussion process was also a learning process.

Somewhat surprisingly, Li Wanyan herself also made a mistake on one of the questions.

Thanks to Mo Xueyao's habit of doing her homework in advance, she quickly finished most of Thursday's homework, leaving only one Chinese copying assignment. Since it was in classical Chinese, it didn't take her too much time.

Ye Wen's classes are certainly very interesting, but sometimes her homework can be really painful, sometimes even involving copying entire modern texts...

Most people probably find copying Lu Xun's articles the most painful.

Because his articles are difficult to read and even more difficult to copy, it makes it impossible to increase efficiency.

Strangely enough, when you take a few sentences from his articles out of context and use them as famous quotes, they sound catchy and easy to remember.

It's Saturday today, and it's drizzling outside.

None of the three went to the fruit shop; instead, they did their homework on the balcony.

The main problem is that you still need to turn on the lights in the living room, while the balcony is more airy and can save on electricity bills.

This frugal habit was actually ingrained in Li Wanyan's very being.

Upon closer inspection, Mo Xueyao's past wasn't poor enough; at least she wouldn't have to find ways to save money on even something as small as electricity...

The light drizzle caused the temperature to drop suddenly, and the chill of winter finally arrived.

"Achoo!" Mo Xueyao sneezed loudly, grabbed a large piece of toilet paper, tore it off casually, covered her nose, and blew her nose loudly.

“Oh, little Yao Yao.”

"What? Can't you just stuff your nose properly?" Mo Xueyao rolled her eyes, crumpled the napkin into a ball, and threw it into the wastebasket next to her.

"Do you have a cold?" Li Wanyan stopped writing.

"Probably not... but maybe not. It went from north to south, and then it got colder today—achoo!"

Li Wanyan stood up and took a large, soft garment from the closet and draped it over her shoulders.

“My godmother told me that if you catch a cold, she will give you this coat to wear.”

"Ah... this..." Mo Xueyao coughed awkwardly, "Mom really is a prophet..."

This dress was worn by the mother while breastfeeding. Due to improper storage, it has some mold stains that cannot be washed off, but this does not affect its warmth. It is said that the dress was given to her by her godfather when she was staying at his house. It was originally a dress issued by her workplace. The material was very good, and because the godfather was quite fat, it was very light and loose for Mo Xueyao's mother, making it perfect for pregnant women.

Li Wanyan pursed her lips and gave a slight smile before burying her head in her homework.

The sound of rain outside the window was their background music, 'ding-ding-dang-dang'ing.

After finishing her Chinese copying assignment, Mo Xueyao immediately started working on her weekend homework.

"Wanyan, hey, is this a new school?"

"Yes, that's right."

"Teach me..." Although Mo Xueyao had prepared in advance, she had never actually attended a class, so it was normal for her to forget some parts.

"Wanyan, teach me too!"

"Where?" Li Wanyan turned her head again after she finished teaching Mo Xueyao.

"This question!"

"Let's review the lesson from that day first."

"No need, no need, just give me the answer!"

"Be serious." Li Wanyan frowned slightly.

"Oh dear... Wanyan doesn't like joking."

"Fortunately."

Li Wanyan was like Hua Yinyin's nemesis. Even though she didn't say anything, the latter dared not be naughty anymore.

"Ugh."

"Why are you sighing again?" Mo Xueyao looked at Hua Yinyin with a mixture of amusement and exasperation. "It's only been less than half an hour since you quieted down, hasn't it?"

"I'm a little thirsty..."

"Go to the kitchen and pour it yourself."

"Hey, I'm a guest, after all!"

Why are you being so polite with me?

Hua Yinyin was momentarily at a loss for words to refute.

However, Mo Xueyao still poured her a glass of water in the end. The latter had only taken a small sip when the water was so hot that she almost spilled it on her desk.

"Do you want to destroy all our homework, Yinyin...?"

"What?! It's all Yaoyao's fault! It's so hot!"

"It's straight from the kettle, how can it not be hot?" Mo Xueyao glanced at her sideways. "Could you drink it a little slower?"

"Eek, is Xiao Yaoyao trying to say I'm not ladylike?" Hua Yinyin puffed out her cheeks. "Anyone can say that, but not Xiao Yaoyao! I'm clearly more womanly!"

"...Your imagination is too rich." Mo Xueyao was speechless for a moment. She hadn't thought of these things at all, but Hua Yinyin had said a whole bunch of things in one go.

When doing their homework, Mo Xueyao and Li Wanyan were very focused, while Hua Yinyin was probably only a little focused when doing humanities subjects.

It makes one wonder what time she actually finishes her homework every night; her efficiency is much slower than Mo Xueyao's and the others.

But thinking about it carefully, most ordinary students' homework efficiency is about the same as Hua Yinyin's. At least she is much better than Wang Jiale. She just occasionally gets distracted. Wang Jiale spends half an hour doing homework, then turns on the TV and watches for an hour before realizing that she still has homework to do!

"Ugh."

"..."

"Ugh."

"..."

"well--------"

"...What?" Mo Xueyao finally couldn't hold back anymore. "It hasn't even been ten minutes yet, has it?"

"Little Yaoyao, I'm wondering why Chinese homework is so boring?"

"What's wrong."

"Most of them are copying and memorizing, which doesn't require much thinking. The few reading comprehension questions are also quite boring. They all involve writing a few sentences according to a template or formula. As long as you write to the standard, you can get points. There's no room for my own insights. The only interesting question is the sentence and grammar correction. And most of the time, there isn't even a question on the homework."

"Isn't it good to relax a bit?" Mo Xueyao twirled the pen in her hand. "I usually do my Chinese homework after I finish math. It's more relaxing and I can clear my mind."

"But I just like Chinese... History and politics are quite interesting, but why are the questions so boring? They all seem the same. Is this how all humanities subjects are?"

"If you enjoy challenging yourself so much, why didn't you choose a science major in the first place?"

"Hehe, of course I want to go with Xiaoyao... Well, even if I wanted to, I wouldn't have enough points, and besides, I don't like science."

Mo Xueyao decided to ignore her and concentrate on solving the various assignments in front of her. If she didn't understand something, she would ask Li Wanyan or look it up in the book herself. At first, she would look it up in the book, but later she was too lazy to look it up, so she would just ask Li Wanyan directly, as if she had found a private tutor.

Hua Yinyin also asked some questions, but her foundation was a bit weak, and sometimes I had to explain the previous knowledge again before she could understand what was going on.

Especially in mathematics, she is basically at a barely passing level, and she always makes mistakes when calculating various equations.

"Yinyin, did you not do your mental arithmetic work properly when you were in elementary school?"

"Hmm... it seems like everyone memorizes the answers first, and then quickly writes them down during class."

"No wonder..."

"I hate math the most, it's too hard!"

"I heard that the Education Bureau wants to increase the difficulty. They're going to make all subjects more difficult, especially math. Our current curriculum will have to be moved to junior high school."

What do you study in high school?

"Learn something even harder."

"It must have been so painful...?"

"You should be glad, at least the difficulty hasn't been increased yet," Mo Xueyao said with a mischievous smile. She let out a sigh of relief and closed her history homework. "Okay, I'm done! Wanyan wants me to check the answers~"