A Young Woman's Heart

His gaze was clearly fixed on Mo Xueyao.

...Suddenly, she didn't want to greet anyone anymore.

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Chapter Seven: A Creepy Fat Man

"Hey, beautiful, what's your name?" From afar, he greeted Mo Xueyao as if no one else was around.

To be honest, he was a little too overly familiar.

This made Mo Xueyao feel somewhat uncomfortable.

If he had called out, "Dude, what's your name?", Mo Xueyao might have naturally told him her name.

But when I hear the word 'beautiful woman,' I feel like I'm being teased, and I feel uncomfortable all over.

Firstly, she was not yet used to being a girl, and secondly, the other person's flippant tone made her feel very uncomfortable.

"Sit down." At this moment, Li Wanyan, the class monitor who was sitting by the window in the corridor, spoke up. Her tone was calm, like she was training a dog, but it carried an air of unyielding authority.

"...Ahem." The chubby boy scratched his head awkwardly, then sat down next to Li Wanyan with his schoolbag in his arms.

Have you done your homework?

"Ha...haha...I'm going to the bathroom..." The chubby boy chuckled awkwardly, picked up his backpack and tried to stand up, but Li Wanyan pulled him down.

"Gao Yuan." Li Wanyan pronounced his name very solemnly, then asked again, word by word, "Have you done your homework?"

"Ah...haha...well...the weather is really nice today...and a beautiful girl came to our class...you know, the one who took a month off...look, I should say hello to her, right?" Gao Yuan chuckled awkwardly, trying to change the subject.

"If you haven't done it yet, I suggest you do it now. There's no way you can copy someone else's homework."

"Aaaaah—" Gao Yuan tugged at her hair in agony, "Class monitor! You don't have to be so obsequious!"

Li Wanyan didn't answer, she just glared at him.

The latter shrank back in fright, her voice immediately becoming softer: "The teacher told you to watch me, not to treat me like a dog... Besides, everyone else is copying homework..."

These words immediately drew the ire of the other copyists, many of whom glared at him fiercely.

"The teacher told me to take care of you, I don't care about anyone else," Li Wanyan said seriously. "Take out your homework."

"Uh...actually...I did some too...heh...heh..." Gao Yuan chuckled dryly as he took his homework out of his bag.

Unfortunately, half of them are blank.

"Do it yourself, and ask me if you don't understand," Li Wanyan said, adding, "If you copy someone else's words, I will tell the teacher."

"Ah...it hurts so much..."

Mo Xueyao laughed gleefully.

This frivolous fellow received his due 'punishment,' what a good ending!

But this guy is really creepy. While copying homework, he was also secretly glancing at her. When he noticed that Mo Xueyao was also looking at him, he deliberately raised his eyebrows and made a silent 'hi' mouth shape.

...Where does this fat guy get his confidence from?

It looks like a stump now, doesn't it?

He was a real chubby kid.

Mo Xueyao turned her head away and simply ignored him.

Li Wanyan delivered her National Day homework. Although she hadn't attended any classes since the start of her first year of high school, she still managed to finish it. During the process, she suddenly discovered some knowledge that she hadn't understood and had to review it again.

Fortunately, since it was the beginning of the first year of high school, most of the content in the first few units was still relatively simple and easy to understand, which allowed Mo Xueyao to learn almost all of the content on her own until she understood it.

Mo Xueyao arrived at school at 6:30, and it is now 7:10.

Most people arrive at school around this time.

By 7:30, almost everyone had arrived, except for a few students who liked to be late or were simply late all the time.

Mo Xueyao's deskmate hadn't arrived yet, so the chair was still empty.

I don't know what kind of person my deskmate is.

Her mood became somewhat tense as time went on.

Hmm... it would be best if he were an ordinary guy, that would make communication easier.

Not the kind of guy who's too handsome...

Mo Xueyao felt that handsome guys were a bit narcissistic. It was better when they were men, but now that she was a girl, they might try to act cool in front of her every day.

That would be so annoying, it would drive you crazy.

Moreover... it would make Mo Xueyao extremely jealous.

Why is it that everyone else is a handsome guy, while she can only be a girl? — That's probably the kind of resentment she feels.

Of course, it's also fine if it's a girl.

But... I probably won't know how to communicate with the other person.

Meanwhile, the class representative for Chinese language had already stepped onto the podium and was leading the reading.

The teacher hadn't arrived yet, so the classroom was noisy and chaotic.

Only a few students were reading along; the others were doing their own thing.

"Huff, huff—!" A girl who looked even smaller than Mo Xueyao rushed in, a piece of bread in her mouth. She breathed a sigh of relief as she sat down. "Finally... I arrived before the teacher came to the classroom..."

Her seat was right next to Mo Xueyao's, which meant that she was Mo Xueyao's deskmate.

She wore her hair in pigtails and looked very young; you could easily believe she was only in the first year of junior high school.

She was much shorter than Mo Xueyao, probably only about 1.5 meters tall.

She's the kind of girl who can be easily held in a guy's arms.

She's not exactly beautiful, but she's not bad either, and she's very cute, making it easy for people to feel close to her.

While munching on a slice of bread, she quickly pulled out her workbooks and textbooks from her schoolbag, then lazily leaned back in her chair, chewing the bread in a way that was completely out of character for her petite figure.

"Hmm?" Only then did she notice Mo Xueyao sitting next to her.

"Hello... hello." Mo Xueyao smiled at her somewhat awkwardly.

"Oh... hello! You're the girl who took a month off!"

“It’s me…” Mo Xueyao said helplessly, “Uh… I’m not feeling well.”

"Yes, yes! I know your name, your name is—Mo Xueyao!"

Mo Xueyao was somewhat surprised and touched that others knew her name.

I've never even met her, yet I've remembered her name...

"How do you know my name?"

"The seating chart is there, look, it's on the teacher's desk." She pointed to the desk, then took a big gulp of water and swallowed the last piece of bread, making one wonder if her delicate throat could handle such a rough swallowing motion. "By the way, my name is Wang Jiale~"

“Wang Jiale?” Mo Xueyao repeated the name.

It's not a very special name; in fact, it's quite a common girl's name.

This name does suit her temperament quite well.

“That’s how I write my name,” she said, pointing to her name on her notebook.

The handwriting was also inconsistent with her petite figure.

It's so big that it's already beyond the standard horizontal lines and grid boundaries.

However, probably because the pen used was quite fine, it looked big but not very powerful, like a balloon that had been blown up.

“Hmm…” Mo Xueyao paused, as if she didn’t know what to say.

Fortunately, Wang Jiale didn't feel embarrassed at all; she had already picked up her Chinese textbook and started her morning reading...

A few minutes later, the homeroom teacher also entered the classroom.

As soon as she walked in, the sound of morning reading in the classroom immediately became orderly, and other noisy sounds also became much quieter.

This is a young woman wearing a pair of very vibrant white stockings.

Just looking at her legs... they're absolutely mouthwatering.

However, Mo Xueyao didn't dare to look closely at her face, because the homeroom teacher was seriously looking down at the students below, as if checking if anyone was not paying attention to morning reading.

"Li Wanyan, did Gao Yuan finish his homework today?" The homeroom teacher walked over to the class monitor and asked.

"I finished it this morning when I came over, and it's done now," Li Wanyan replied, glancing at Gao Yuan who was grinning sheepishly, without adding the following sentence, "Most of it was just a mess."

"Finish it at home next time, okay?" The homeroom teacher placed her hand on Gao Yuan's head and rubbed it vigorously. "Ugh—why is your hair so oily? Don't you wash your hair?"

"You've already washed them?" Gao Yuan looked completely innocent, then grinned lewdly. "Teacher, the white over-the-knee socks look nice today."

"You're quite knowledgeable, aren't you?" The homeroom teacher wasn't angry; instead, she laughed and pinched his chubby cheek hard. "You brat, you have no manners."

"Oh, Teacher Ye, you're so beautiful, of course I have to say a few more compliments. When you're in a good mood, you're even more beautiful!" said the lewd fat man, Gao Yuan, as if his mouth was full of honey.

However, his lewd expression ruined the compliment.

"Alright, save your sweet talk for other girls." The homeroom teacher pointed to the Chinese textbook in front of him. "Read aloud properly this morning, I can't hear you."

"Yes!" Gao Yuan replied, and then immediately read it aloud.

However, because he hadn't read the text thoroughly, his pronunciation was a bit unclear. When he read it quickly, it sounded like a monk chanting scriptures, disrupting everyone's rhythm and causing many people to laugh.

Just as everyone finally burst into laughter, the bell for morning exercises rang.

However, today is the first day of school. Although it is Friday's schedule, the morning exercise time has been replaced by a morning meeting speech.

To be honest, Mo Xueyao would rather finish with a simple calisthenics routine.

Having to stand still during morning meetings and listen to those boring speeches is incredibly frustrating.

There was hardly any sun this morning; soft white clouds covered it up. If it were hot, it would be quite nice, at least it would be cool.