A Young Woman's Heart

"Even if you were to undergo gender reassignment surgery, you'd still be a fatso, not good-looking at all. Gender reassignment surgery on you would be a waste of resources," Yao Gugu said bluntly, though her smile softened her tone. "Standing here, not paying attention in class, always dozing off, wasting such a good seat. You should switch seats with Liu Xiaowei. Look how attentively he's studying!"

This time, it was Liu Xiaowei's turn to chuckle.

Yes, he was watching intently, but most of the time he was mainly looking at Yao Gugu's... well, even though she was wearing a turtleneck, it couldn't hide her...

"Listen carefully, sodium doesn't denature. It reacts with air to undergo oxidation, which means the cut surface of the metal will turn black. If it burns, it's because it's ignited." Yao Gugu glanced at Gao Yuan. "Remember, sodium is different from magnesium. It won't burn directly when it comes into contact with oxygen in the air, just like a guy won't ejaculate immediately when he sees a beautiful woman's breasts."

The girls' faces turned bright red.

The boys, on the other hand, were making a fuss.

Mo Xueyao also saw that Hua Yinyin, who was a girl, was also joining in the teasing, and she kept correcting her, saying, "It should be 'beautiful legs'..."

This is Yao Gugu's chemistry class. Although it's a bit terrible, it's still a pretty interesting little class.

Although Mo Xueyao always felt guilty when attending her classes.

Anyone who walks by in the hallway outside the classroom makes her blush slightly.

"Alright! That's all for today's chemistry class. Today's homework is..." Before the bell rang, Yao Gugu finished assigning the homework and walked out of the classroom on her own.

The school bell didn't ring until her footsteps had almost faded away.

Many students grabbed their backpacks and rushed out, their speed comparable to a 100-meter sprint.

If you can put this much effort into every physical education exam, getting a passing grade shouldn't be difficult at all, right?

The class monitor, however, was already waiting at the classroom door. All the boys on duty that day were stopped, and some who tried to sneak out through the back door were also stopped by her.

The boys who wanted to skip cleaning duties after school had no choice but to obediently do their jobs under Li Wanyan's stern presence before leaving.

The duty roster for Class 2, Grade 1 is not fixed.

Instead, it was based on a list of students who made mistakes the previous day.

Anyone who gets called on in class, sleeps during a main subject, or doesn't do their homework... basically any violation of discipline, will be secretly noted down by Li Wanyan and added to the duty roster for the next day.

When many people make mistakes, working together is relatively easy.

But if there are few people making mistakes, then one person has to do the work of several.

As it stands, this punishment seems insufficient; otherwise, there wouldn't be so many students violating the rules.

For example, Gao Yuan, who is the class monitor's deskmate, openly violates the rules by sleeping during class...

I don't know if he gave up because he felt he couldn't do it and couldn't escape the class monitor's 'clutches', or if he just didn't care in the first place?

However, if they didn't care, they probably wouldn't have run away immediately after class, right?

Of course, he was also the first one caught by the class monitor.

"You can only leave after you've cleaned up properly. No sloppy work allowed. Ye Banxia, ​​you need to supervise them closely. If anyone doesn't clean properly, tell me, and we'll continue tomorrow," Li Wanyan said to a girl who seemed to be the hygiene monitor.

The hygiene monitor seemed much weaker than the class leader, and the others hardly listened to her at all.

If it weren't for the squad leader keeping them in check, these guys would probably have run away long ago.

"What if everyone runs away? Or... what if no one breaks the rules?" Mo Xueyao asked Wang Jiale, who was standing next to her.

"Hmm... then the hygiene monitor, class monitor, and vice class monitor will probably clean up by themselves."

"Oh...who is the vice class monitor?"

"Yes." Wang Jiale gestured towards Mr. Xue with her lip. "That's him. I have to go now, I have a piano lesson today!"

Piano lessons?

Mo Xueyao was stunned. She didn't expect that Wang Jiale, who seemed to come from an ordinary family, would also take this kind of class.

I've heard that piano lessons aren't cheap.

Even if it's not a one-on-one tutoring session, but a group lesson with seven or eight students, the cost can still be quite high.

Moreover, a piano is probably not something that an ordinary family can afford or afford to keep.

Perhaps Wang Jiale's so-called piano refers to an electronic keyboard?

Mo Xueyao, who had never attended any extracurricular tutoring classes, was completely bewildered.

"Lele is always in such a hurry." A few minutes after Lele left, Mo Xiaoxiao suddenly smiled helplessly.

"What's wrong?" Mo Xueyao, who had already packed her schoolbag, was also ready to leave.

"She forgot to bring her Chinese textbook home. Today's Chinese homework is copying, so she'll probably have to come back tomorrow morning to finish it." Mo Xiao smiled and shook her head, pointing to the Chinese textbook lying on the ground.

"I hope she won't oversleep tomorrow and will come to school early..." Mo Xueyao picked up her Chinese textbook, and a workbook that was tucked inside fell out.

She even forgot to bring her workbooks and textbooks back with her.

In 1999, the internet was not as developed as it is now.

If you forget to bring your textbook home, you won't be able to complete the copying assignment unless you memorize all the texts.

It's obvious that Wang Jiale couldn't possibly memorize the entire text...

"What a scatterbrain," Mo Xiao chuckled, flicking a few strands of her dry, yellowed hair. "Never mind, I'll take it back and help her write it."

It seems the two have a very good relationship.

Mo Xueyao felt a little envious.

Actually, when she was still a boy, her best friend would occasionally help her with this kind of thing.

However, the relationships between boys and girls are still quite different.

Her best friends are the minority who help her, but the majority of them laugh at her...

Teasing each other seems to be the happiest way for boys to get along.

none of them.

"Sister, let's go home—" Mo Xueyao, who had already left the classroom, saw another girl who looked quite similar to Mo Xiaoxiao walking towards Mo Xiaoxiao, which made her turn around to look.

"This is my younger sister, Mo Zhuyou," Mo Xiao introduced to Mo Xueyao with a smile, revealing two adorable dimples.

"Oh...it does look quite similar."

"After all, they are twins."

"But I can still recognize him immediately."

"It's probably because of our different temperaments."

"Hmm...maybe so. I'll go now." Mo Xueyao glanced at the twins a few more times.

"Okay~ Bye-bye~" Mo Xiaoxiao and Mo Zhuyou waved gently together, a truly delightful sight.

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Chapter Twenty-Eight: Little Surprises in Life

As if deliberately preserving this scenery, the ground is covered with golden maple leaves, yet no one sweeps them away. The desolate roads on the edge of the city exude a sense of loneliness and bleakness.

This made Mo Xueyao feel uneasy and restless, so she quickened her pace and rode through the secluded street covered with fallen maple leaves.

As Zhou Yong walked home alone, he saw Mo Xueyao riding by on her bicycle at the corner. He saw her hair fluttering in the wind, her delicate face, and her slightly pursed lips...

Although it was only for a moment, time seemed to stand still.

At that moment, he only regretted that he couldn't preserve this beautiful scene forever.

Mo Xueyao was unaware that someone had seen her on her way home; she was simply focused on getting home quickly.

The pale yellow bicycle seemed to perfectly match the autumn atmosphere. As she rode it, Mo Xueyao, like an autumn maiden, attracted the attention of many.

And so, we made our way back to the neighborhood.

She skillfully parked her bicycle in a relatively quiet corner of the parking garage, then picked up her schoolbag and walked out.

As you climb the stairs, you soon smell the stench of stinky tofu. Although it tastes delicious, it smells terrible.

So every time she reached the fifth floor, Mo Xueyao would quicken her pace and run to her apartment on the sixth floor in one go.

The advantage of the top floor is that you won't be disturbed.

It's quieter than other floors.

Through the gap in the iron gate, Mo Xueyao saw a pair of black cloth shoes lying haphazardly to one side in the shoe and hat compartment between the iron gate and the wooden door.

Those were my father's shoes.

"Looks like I'm going home early again today," Mo Xueyao muttered to herself. "I guess I won't go hungry today, right?"

After pushing open the iron gate, you also need to use a key to open the wooden door inside.

She vaguely sensed something, as if something was waiting for her.

But if you think about it, today isn't my birthday, nor is it Christmas or New Year's Day, so my parents wouldn't have prepared a gift for me.

"Could it be Dad's or Mom's birthday?" Mo Xueyao muttered, gently pushing open the wooden door.

"Meow~" Then, a clear, boyish meow was suddenly heard.

"A cat?!" Mo Xueyao thought she had misheard.

She used to want to keep a rabbit, but her parents wouldn't allow it, so how could there possibly be a cat in the house now?

Compared to rabbits, cats are much more mischievous, aren't they?

You can't exactly keep a cat in a cage, can you?

If it's so stifling, it's better to let them go free.

In that instant, countless thoughts flashed through her mind, and finally her gaze fell on the ground at her feet.

A tabby kitten, about three months old, looked up at her with its face, which was much smaller than a palm, stretching and meowing softly.

"Meow~"

"Is it really... a cat?" Mo Xueyao suspected it was some kind of high-tech toy. Before she could even put her backpack down, she nervously and excitedly bent down and picked it up.

"Meow~" The little tabby cat didn't resist, but just stretched out its pink tongue and gently licked Mo Xueyao's finger, as if it wanted to suck something out of it.