A Young Woman's Heart

She only managed to stand up quickly after losing her balance and choking on water.

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Chapter 172 The Problem of Resistance

After some testing and adaptation, if we calculate based on a 40-minute timeframe, then half of a class has already passed.

Fortunately, this swimming lesson lasts a full ninety minutes, and less than a quarter of the lesson has already passed.

The boys hiding in the water seemed a bit more unruly than when they were on land, always trying to 'provoke' the girls.

When they are on the shore, they will bend over slightly and restrain themselves a little.

Actually, the swimsuits at Yukong High School are made of a very thick material and are not transparent, so there won't be any embarrassing situation where a clump of black hair appears on the swimsuit.

Of course, it can also be quite embarrassing for those with armpit hair.

The boys didn't care.

Girls...

Many people probably shaved their armpits the night before to attend the swimming lesson, but a few girls who didn't expect it became the odd ones out.

Fortunately, Mo Xueyao was born without it.

Naturally, there's no need for that trouble.

In fact, Li Wanyan asked her about it yesterday.

Her answer was, of course, 'no'.

"Everyone has adapted pretty well, right?" Ye Ran stood on the shore. "Next, we're going to do some water-kicking training. Hold onto the shore with both hands, float up, tilt your head back to make sure you can breathe smoothly, and then rhythmically kick your feet in the water."

Ye Ran paused for a moment, then went into the water to demonstrate: "It's like this. You guys do it first, and I'll correct your movements one by one."

Swimming lessons don't seem to be as wonderful as the boys imagined.

Aside from being able to glance at the girls a few times at the beginning, he kept repeating the same exercise.

It's fortunate that sweating wasn't very noticeable in the water, otherwise many people would probably be drenched in sweat.

"Learning to swim is so tiring..." When Ye Ran announced the break, Mo Xueyao seemed to have exhausted all her strength and leaned weakly against the shore.

If there were seats in the water, she probably would have just sat down there.

"There are 20 minutes left. You're free to do whatever you want for the rest of the time. If you can't swim, don't go into the deep end that's taller than you. Just play in the shallow end." Ye Ran reminded them, then took out a few standard-sized water volleyballs from under the tall safety chair and looked at the boys and girls. "Does anyone want to play water volleyball? Raise your hand if you do!"

The energetic Li Hongran hesitated for a moment, feeling that playing water volleyball was too feminine, and it was a pity that basketball couldn't be played in the water.

The other boys who wanted to play were mostly too tired to move and just wanted to go ashore and rest for a while.

Only An Ruosu raised her hand, indicating that she wanted to try it out.

So Ye Ran gave one to the boy and the other two to the girl.

"Here are a few balls for you to play with. Those who want to play can go ashore and rest. Those who can swim can have a swimming competition." Ye Ran climbed back onto the safety officer's chair without relaxing at all, looking down at all the students, so that he could lend a helping hand in time in case anything happened.

Drowning incidents do occur—although none have happened at Yukong High School, several such accidents have occurred at many public swimming pools.

As a physical education teacher, it is certainly my responsibility to supervise.

Mo Xueyao was so tired that she had no strength left, so she climbed ashore and sat lazily on the wooden deck chair by the window.

However, after getting ashore, she felt her whole body suddenly become heavy. When she took a step, her legs felt like they were tied with sandbags. She finally breathed a sigh of relief when she finally lay down on the deck chair.

The sunlight was just right, and even the sunlight shining through the black glass made her feel very warm.

She squinted, admiring the spring scenery outside the window, feeling so relaxed that she didn't seem like she was there to go to school.

Rainy Sky High School really feels like a private elite school...

However, tuition fees at elite schools are not that low.

If it were truly a prestigious private school, not to mention herself, at least the Mo Xiaoxiao sisters definitely couldn't afford to attend such a school.

However, Yukong High School also offers poverty relief and scholarships.

I heard when I went to the teacher's office that the two sisters, Mo Xiaoxiao and Mo Zhuyou, were exempt from tuition fees.

—Nine years of compulsory education ends in high school.

Even public schools are not cheap.

Of course, compared to private schools, it's just a drop in the ocean.

Mo Xueyao rested her chin on her hand, her thoughts drifting leisurely away, unaware that while she was appreciating the spring scenery, someone else was also appreciating her spring scenery.

Gao Yuan, Liu Xiaowei, and Zhou Yong, these three lively characters, gathered on the same deck chair, looking at Mo Xueyao from afar.

Because Mo Xueyao was looking out the window at that moment, the three of them and some other boys were able to so brazenly focus their gaze on her.

A soft, fair neck, a profile that glows faintly golden in the sunlight, slightly damp hair falling onto her earlobes...

Every little detail was stirring Zhou Yong's heartstrings.

However, being an ordinary person, he was very self-aware, so he just looked at it, thought about it, and that was it.

As for taking action, that's impossible.

At least for now, we can still be friends...

"Tsk, I think Mo Xueyao's legs are too thick." Liu Xiaowei clicked his tongue.

“That’s called voluptuousness!” Zhou Yong immediately defended Mo Xueyao.

"I agree with Zhou Yong's statement." Gao Yuan and Zhou Yong both looked down on Liu Xiaowei.

"Don't you guys think Mo Xiaoxiao is prettier?"

"It's alright, but not as good as Mo Xueyaobai."

"They definitely can't compare to mixed-race people."

Boys' conversations always revolve around girls, especially when they can see girls in swimsuits.

Of course, we can't let that go; we have to critique their figures, otherwise the swimming lesson would be a waste.

So they started ranking them according to how perfect their figures were.

After some debate, everyone agreed that Xuan Anyi had the best figure.

This refers to perfect body proportions, without any personal bias.

After all, if you were to choose based on your personal opinion, you would definitely think that Hua Yinyin has the best figure!

However, it's too big, and the proportions aren't perfect.

So, purely in terms of proportions, Xuan Anyi has the best figure.

"No, no, I think that even if body proportions are perfect, it doesn't matter much. The most important thing is who is most attractive to guys." Gao Yuan interrupted the other two's discussion.

"Of course it's money!" Liu Xiaowei answered without hesitation.

Zhou Yong nodded in agreement.

Lu Bolun, eager to join the fun, chimed in, "I think it's Wang Jiale."

"You pervert, go away and play somewhere else. You actually like this young girl? Why don't you like kindergarten girls?" Liu Xiaowei teased.

"Damn it, I'm not really a pervert!" Lu Bolun complained indignantly. "Don't you guys think girls who can be easily hugged are cute? Flat-chested girls are the best, it feels like raising a daughter."

"Ugh—" All three of them frowned and pretended to be disgusted as they moved away from Lü Bolun.

“I never expected you to be like this, Lü Bolun.” Zhou Yong shook his head.

"You're not just a pervert, you're a beast," Gao Yuan added.

"Worse than a beast." Liu Xiaowei added two more words.

At this moment, An Ruosu had pulled a few boys along and was playing water volleyball somewhat awkwardly, while the girls, on the other hand, didn't seem uncomfortable at all and were already playing happily.

Hua Yinyin is gesturing with several other girls, seemingly about to have a swimming competition.

“How about swimming from here to there? No problem, right? Halfway!” Hua Yinyin said, hands on her hips and chest puffed out. “I’m a really good swimmer! I know the real breaststroke!”

"I can only doggy paddle," Xuan Anyi smiled slightly.

"Let's get started!" Du Qicai twirled her arm. "The loser has to buy drinks later!"

"So, even if we come in last place, we lose, is that okay?" Aya Akimoto asked.

The other three had no objections.

There aren't many girls who can swim, or rather, at this moment, only these four have the strength and are willing to swim in front of everyone.

Wang Jiale, who can't swim, was chosen to be the referee. She stood to the side, counting down with great seriousness: "Ten, nine..."

“We can start from three!” Hua Yinyin interrupted her.

"Alright... three, two, one, go!" At the command, the four people who were already waiting in the water immediately pushed off the pool wall and swam forward.

Hua Yinyin's swimming style is actually quite standard, but she always falls behind.

Although she did work very hard.

But she also splashed quite a lot of water.

Akimoto Aya darted forward like an arrow, with Du Qicai close behind.

Xuan An-yi was the only one who used the dog-paddle method, which looked somewhat comical, but also a bit adorably silly.

This is completely different from her usual composed and aunt-like demeanor.

Hua Yinyin tried hard to surpass Xuan Anyi, but ended up failing.

“I’m not the last one.” Xuan Anyi smiled and winked at Hua Yinyin. “Buy us drinks, okay?”

"Ugh, why am I the last one? I almost never lost a swimming pool competition in my first year of junior high!"

Xuan Anyi paused for a moment, looked Hua Yinyin up and down, and asked softly, "You weren't that big back then, were you?"

"Huh?" Hua Yinyin hesitated for half a second, staring at her chest again and again. "Well, it seems... it shouldn't be that big... I remember back then, I could still see my toes."