A Young Woman's Heart

When you finally manage to graduate, you'll find that you've wasted three or four years and haven't learned anything.

Most of these people are those who never experienced hardship or setbacks during their primary, middle, or high school years.

So, sometimes a life that's too smooth isn't good either, because it's easy to become complacent.

As Mo Xueyao let her thoughts wander freely, she took out her homework and placed it on the corner of the table so that it would be collected by the group leader later.

She was also somewhat inspired by the class monitor's efforts, which shows how important it is to have a few leaders in the class.

This is probably the principle of "one who is near ink gets stained black, and one who is near vermilion gets stained red."

Then, in the quiet classroom, two voices began to recite texts and words.

The two voices intertwined, but they didn't sound chaotic or noisy; they just... sounded a bit like chanting scriptures?

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Chapter Nineteen: Skirt Size

As more and more people entered the classroom, all the chairs were gradually lowered, signifying that all the students in Class 2 of Grade 11 had arrived.

Tall and muscular Li Hongran stood at the classroom door with her hand raised and shouted, "All you men out there, come with me to move things!"

Mo Xueyao stood up instinctively.

"What are you doing?" Wang Jiale asked in surprise.

"Ah... I...?" Mo Xueyao was taken aback, about to say 'Isn't this asking a man to do the work?', then suddenly realized she was a girl. Her thoughts raced, and she immediately replied, "I'm going to the bathroom..."

"Oh..." Wang Jiale still looked suspicious, making way for Mo Xueyao to leave, and kept watching her walk from the classroom into the corridor.

Mo Xueyao certainly didn't want to go to the toilet at all.

But since I've already said it, I can only pretend to go.

She washed her hands at the sink and then used some water to smooth her slightly messy hair.

The boys were walking by in groups, making their way down the stairs.

"What's going on, Li Hongran! Do we really need so many people to move this?" The chubby Gao Yuan really didn't want to move any more.

“Walking around is good for your health, don’t be so lazy.” Li Hongran rolled her eyes at him. “Look how hardworking Zhou Yong is, he’s the one who always carries the water.”

"Damn, he has too much energy for nothing."

"So where did you put your energy?" Zhou Yong asked, glancing sideways at Gao Yuan.

"I put all my effort into the key things, you see, thinking about problems takes effort, doesn't it?"

"How much energy do you need with that pig brain of yours?" the skinny and sleazy Liu Xiaowei said bluntly. Of course, this was just a joke between friends.

"You little brat, you deserve a beating!" Gao Yuan chuckled as he grabbed Liu Xiaowei and locked him up in a tight embrace.

As everyone joked and laughed, they walked down the path, and Mo Xueyao involuntarily followed.

Because everyone was making a ruckus, only Mr. Xue, who was walking alone at the back, noticed her.

"Are you going downstairs too?" he asked with a smile, his hands in his pockets.

Mo Xueyao suddenly realized that Mr. Xue was actually quite tall.

She's more than a head taller than him, right?

He's probably around 1.7 meters tall...

Of course, it's not that Mr. Xue is tall, but rather that Mo Xueyao, who is 1.58 meters tall, is simply too short.

"Ah...I...I'll go take a look too, is that not allowed?" Mo Xueyao asked, taking the initiative.

"Nobody said it wouldn't work." Mr. Xue looked bewildered, his hidden bookish nature seemingly revealing itself unintentionally.

"Mr. Xue, why did your parents name you 'Mr'?"

“Because I was born before my parents’ and brothers’ children, I am called ‘Mr.’” Mr. Xue replied in a serious tone.

Mo Xueyao's lips unconsciously curled up, and she couldn't help but want to laugh.

It turns out it wasn't the respectful "Mr." but the "Mr." from the previous or subsequent address.

It seems his parents are quite an interesting couple.

It's impossible that they didn't notice this; perhaps it's a double entendre?

At this moment, the boys walking ahead finally noticed that there was a petite and cute girl following behind them.

"Zhou Yong, your dream girl has arrived!"

"Go away, what nonsense are you talking about!" Zhou Yong pushed Liu Xiaowei's lewd, fat face toward Gao Yuan. "Go find the equally lewd Gao Yuan and 'lewd' one!"

"What's the point of talking to that fat bastard?"

"Who's the fatso?" Gao Yuan once again grabbed Liu Xiaowei and they had a 'fierce' wrestling match in the stairwell.

The atmosphere became somewhat tense for a moment.

Amidst all the playful banter, the group arrived together at the empty classroom on the first floor.

This place has been used to store miscellaneous items for many years.

Today, I put out a whole bunch of clothes.

Clearly, the new winter school uniforms have arrived.

"Which class are you in?" The head teacher, who was sitting with his legs crossed and wearing black stockings, asked slowly as another group of boys entered.

"Teacher, we are from Class 2 of the first year of high school."

"The students from Class 2 of Grade 11 are over there—they only have so many clothes, how come so many people have come?"

"It's more lively with more people," Li Hongran, standing at the front, replied without changing her expression.

"Damn it, Li Hongran dragged us out to hang out with him again!"

"Four people are enough at most!"

"Forget it, isn't it fine if we each have two bags? It's easier that way," someone said, offering a different perspective.

Everyone was just joking and complaining; they didn't really blame Li Hongran. When they started taking the bags, each person actually took two bags and started walking into the classroom.

"Mo Xueyao! This bag looks like yours." Zhou Yong suddenly shouted at Mo Xueyao, while waving the girls' school uniform in his hand.

"Mine?" Mo Xueyao walked to his side and took it. There was a label on it, and it did indeed have her name on it.

"Mo Xueyao... 1.6 meters tall." Gao Yuan looked at the label and said smugly, "Hehe, shorter than me!"

"Your mother still has the nerve to be so smug? I'm speechless." Liu Xiaowei rolled his eyes.

“You’re not any taller than me!” And so Gao Yuan and Liu Xiaowei started arguing again.

Mo Xueyao knew very well that she was not 1.6 meters tall, but the school uniform probably wouldn't be that precise; it was probably just categorizing her into that size range.

The school uniform she was given was also size M.

The school uniforms were neatly folded and looked quite thick. The two bags were tied together with rope, so there should be two sets for changing.

Mo Xueyao glanced at the other school uniforms in the classroom; they seemed to be different colors.

It's probably used to distinguish between different grades.

The girls' school uniform for the first year of high school is a black and gray plaid skirt with some small red lace trim, and a thick top that is strawberry red, which should be quite warm.

If it gets really cold, just wearing a down jacket over it should be enough.

As Mo Xueyao thought this, she looked up and found that Zhou Yong was still looking at her.

This immediately gave her a headache.

She would be very happy if the other person treated her like a brother.

But it's clear that the other person didn't approach her with that intention.

"What's wrong with you?" So, Mo Xueyao had no choice but to ask in a somewhat indifferent manner.

But... a cold-hearted person probably wouldn't ask.

"Ah, it's nothing, it's nothing..." Zhou Yong smiled awkwardly, then slipped back into the group and blended in with the other boys, instantly dispelling the awkward atmosphere.

She and Mr. Xue were still walking at the very back.

Of all the boys, it was Mr. Xue who made Mo Xueyao feel the most relaxed.

Perhaps it was because he didn't view Mo Xueyao as a romantic partner, but rather as a classmate.

This made her feel very comfortable and at ease.

She almost put her hand on Mr. Xue's shoulder and walked away with him like brothers.

"Uh..." She awkwardly lowered her raised hand and continued walking forward as if nothing had happened.

Even though it's been over a month, I still can't get used to life as a girl.

Subconsciously, they forget their identity as girls and feel like they are still boys.

But this is normal, after all, a sixteen-year-old habit can't be changed overnight.

"Mr. Xue seems to really enjoy reading."

"Oh...yes." Mr. Xue pushed up his black-rimmed glasses. "You don't need to call me Mr. Xue, just call me Xiao Xue."

"Huh?" Mo Xueyao was surprised that he didn't like taking advantage of others.

"Hehe, that would feel a bit strange," he said with a smile. "It's best to be casual with classmates."

"Oh... then you can call me Xiaoyao." Mo Xueyao touched her chin. She had thought that when she grew a beard, she could stroke her chin properly when she spoke, but she never expected that... she would never grow a beard.

"Okay." Mr. Xue nodded and looked down at the clothes he was holding.

Everyone just took whatever they wanted; they could just distribute them in the classroom anyway.

"Whose did you get?"

"Gao Yuan and Li Wanyan's."