A Young Woman's Heart

Chapter 157 Substitute Teacher, Teacher Taiyin!

The rain finally stopped, but the sun still didn't come out. The sky was gloomy, making people feel rather listless.

Mo Xueyao yawned, waiting for the teacher of the first class to enter the classroom.

Today is Monday, and the first class is math. To be honest, although she doesn't dislike math, Ms. Jingdie's classes are really sleep-inducing...

Sometimes, while joking might seem to affect class efficiency, it can actually help students refocus their attention, thus improving efficiency in a way.

Jingdie, on the other hand, is the kind of teacher who doesn't joke around in class and always teaches in a methodical way.

It makes people feel stressed and sleepy at the same time.

Therefore, Mo Xueyao often previews math lessons in advance, and during math class, she focuses on listening to the content she doesn't quite understand. After listening, she can relax a little. If she gets distracted, she can ask Li Wanyan after class.

In any case, she couldn't possibly concentrate fully during Jingdie's math class...

This is a strange story.

Even though Jingdie only lectures during class, it makes it difficult for the students to concentrate.

"The humanities classes should just cancel math classes..." Wang Jiale, sitting next to Mo Xueyao, muttered as she took out her math textbook. "I hate math the most—"

"Keep your voice down, don't let Teacher Jing hear you." Mo Xueyao glanced at her sideways. "Hmph... why hasn't Teacher Jing come in yet? Usually, she should be in the classroom when the bell rings, right?"

"Could it be that she has something to do today?" Wang Jiale was immediately delighted. "Maybe she's changed it to studying!"

At Yukong High School, there are two school bells. The first one is a preparatory bell, and then the second one rings two minutes later, which is the official school bell.

Jingdie, who always walked into the classroom as soon as the preparatory bell rang, did not come today. It wasn't until the second bell rang that a petite figure gracefully walked into the classroom.

"Huh—whose child is this?"

"A middle school student?"

The students below the stage were buzzing with discussion. Finally, someone recognized her from the morning assembly and remembered who she was.

Mo Xueyao, of course, recognized the person at first glance.

Isn't this Teacher Taiyin from the psychological counseling center?

Taiyin was wearing a red and black plaid coat, a skirt that covered her knees, and white leggings. Her outfit looked quite normal, unlike Wang Qianyu's flashy attire.

However, in terms of both appearance and height, she looked like a middle school student. Her delicate face was expressionless. She looked at the students below the stage without saying a word for a full three minutes, until everyone quieted down before she spoke.

Taiyin's voice was ethereal, with a hint of hoarseness: "I will be teaching today."

"Wow!" the students exclaimed. Those who didn't understand quickly asked the people around them. Soon, everyone knew that she was the school counselor who looked like a middle school student.

Regardless of their appearance, anyone who can become a teacher must be older than them in real life.

Such a youthful appearance is truly intriguing.

But perhaps it was the lingering influence of Teacher Jingdie that made everyone subconsciously afraid to be too noisy in math class, and the whispering only lasted for a short while before it ended.

Mo Xueyao was sitting in the first row, and on the side, so she could see very clearly—it seemed that Taiyin had tiptoed just now, and the arch of her foot outlined a perfect curve. She was probably only about 1.4 meters tall, and when compared to the person behind the podium, she looked particularly cute.

"Ahem..." Mo Xueyao cleared her throat, poked Wang Jiale's shoulder, and then pointed to Taiyin, who was standing on tiptoe.

"Pfft..." Wang Jiale didn't understand what was going on at first, but after seeing it, she couldn't help but cover her mouth. "Teacher Taiyin is so cute..."

"Ahem!" Mo Xueyao nodded vigorously, and when she saw Taiyin shift her gaze to her, she quickly pretended that she hadn't seen anything.

"Today we'll talk about circles, equations." Taiyin's way of speaking was quite interesting; she always paused, and coupled with her delicate, doll-like face that had no expression, she didn't seem like a real person.

As she spoke, she opened her textbook.

Mo Xueyao quickly opened the book, filled with anticipation—she was very curious about how Taiyin would teach the class.

Although Taiyin had a blank expression, she didn't have the cold feeling that Jingdie gave off.

She picked up a piece of chalk and pinched it, as if searching for the right way to hold it, then stood on tiptoe and began to write on the blackboard.

Because she wasn't tall enough, she couldn't even reach the middle of the blackboard without standing on tiptoe...

Everyone was instantly wide awake. Even if they weren't paying attention in class, just watching a cute girl standing on the podium writing on the blackboard was a pleasure!

Unlike her petite figure, she writes very large characters, each stroke carefully written, not sloppy at all, so that even students in the back row can read them clearly.

She drew a circle freehand that was even rounder than the one Jingdie had drawn, and it looked very effortless. After placing a dot in the center, she began writing all sorts of numbers on the blackboard, occasionally explaining them along the way.

This was probably the most unique math class you've ever had.

Taiyin didn't talk much, but she wrote a lot on the blackboard. Sometimes she wouldn't read the definition aloud, but would just write the definition completely on the blackboard and then point to the words and say, "This is the definition."

Or she could look at a student and the student would stand up and read the words on the blackboard in accordance with her gaze.

Perhaps this is the true strength of a school counselor?

Can you communicate with others naturally without speaking?

She would only read aloud extremely important content in her completely emotionless tone, pausing after almost every word.

Mo Xueyao didn't know whether the others had absorbed the material or not, but she felt that the class was more efficient than usual.

It was probably because her attention was exceptionally focused.

Half of the math class passed quickly, but even in Taiyin's math class, those who were supposed to sleep still fell asleep.

For example, Liu Xiaowei, who was sitting in the last row, could now rest assured and sleep soundly on the table.

As if sensing something, Taiyin, who was writing at a speed faster than a normal person could speak, turned her head to look at Liu Xiaowei, who was no longer pretending and was now lying down asleep, and then slowly walked over.

She placed her delicate white hand on his dandruff-covered forehead and gently stroked it.

The latter was startled and hurriedly looked up.

Taiyin remained expressionless as she watched him. When she saw that he had woken up, she raised her left hand slightly, gesturing for him to stand up.

"Uh...?" Liu Xiaowei was a professional at being punished by standing, and he had seen this gesture far too often, so he stood up quite naturally.

Taiyin nodded slightly and returned to the podium.

She would write most of her explanations on the blackboard, not too quickly, and very concisely. Mo Xueyao, who never took notes in math class, even felt that she could write down all the blackboard notes in this math class and easily understand all the content of the lesson by reviewing them a few times after class.

"Tap tap tap—" The entire class would often fall silent, with only the sound of the chalk and blackboard colliding and rubbing.

When the blackboard was too full to write on, she moved a chair over, stood on it, and wrote on tiptoe.

Only when there is absolutely no more room to write will the first thing be erased and new content be written.

Even the routine question-and-answer session was not omitted.

"Please come up here and do the questions." Taiyin raised her head and pointed to the three students below the stage with her little finger, which was covered in chalk dust.

After they finished their work, she explained the mistakes they made. Her ethereal voice, tinged with a slight hoarseness, was so soothing to the ears.

People even hoped that she would teach all the math classes from now on.

When the bell rang, Taiyin didn't extend the get out of class time at all, and left after saying "get out of class dismissed".

As she walked out the door, she gently tapped her calves, which seemed to be a little sore from standing on tiptoe so many times that day.

Not long after Taiyin left the classroom, the whole class suddenly erupted in excitement.

"Wow, Teacher Taiyin's voice is so beautiful!"

"I'm amazed that Liu Xiaogou can actually fall asleep like this."

"Do you think it's normal or abnormal for me to like Teacher Taiyin?"

"This is definitely not normal!"

"Yeah, no matter what, he looks like a middle school student."

"Could it be that Teacher Taiyin has dwarfism?"

"The incidence of dwarfism isn't that high, and her limbs are all in normal proportion; she doesn't look like someone with dwarfism."

"This is probably what the Heavenly Child Granny looks like."

"Tsk tsk—"

The students were buzzing with excitement, and Wang Jiale was particularly thrilled. She leaned on Mo Xueyao's desk and asked, "Xiaoyao, Teacher Taiyin is so cute! Even as a girl, I feel like I'm falling in love with her!"

This was obviously a joke, but the liking is real; after all, regardless of gender, it's impossible to resist cute creatures.

"If you like her so much, you can go to the counseling center at noon."

"Can I go anywhere I want?"

"Hmm... going for tea should be fine?" Mo Xueyao wasn't really sure. "Never mind, we still have to go to the band practice room at noon."

"Xiaoyao! I want to go!"

"what?"

"Take me with you after you finish eating."

"Fine……"

"I happen to have some psychological issues I need to ask about!"

"What's the problem?"

"Hmm... I haven't decided yet. Can I just let Teacher Taiyin touch my head?"

"...Why does it have to be her touching?" Mo Xueyao rolled her eyes. "Can't I touch it myself?"

As she spoke, she reached out to touch Wang Jiale's head, but the latter dodged her hand.

"No way, if someone taller than me touches my head, I won't grow any taller!"

"What kind of logic is that... Besides, you're not going to grow any taller anyway."

"Who said that! If an elder who is shorter than you touches your head, you'll grow taller!"

"Can't a scientific society please stop talking about superstition...?"

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The narration in this chapter is deliberately written in the style of Taiyin, full of pauses and stiffness, which is intentional (laughs).