A Young Woman's Heart

Perhaps because it was the first day, lunchtime was still chaotic. Everyone sat down casually, and those who knew each other gathered at one table to enjoy the lunch.

Lunch consisted mostly of vegetarian dishes with less meat, and looked rather light and not very oily.

There were ten people at the table, and there were only two meat dishes: one was braised lion's head meatballs, and the other was braised pork belly that looked very greasy.

As soon as Mo Xueyao sat down, her eyes were already fixed on the two meat dishes.

For her, who doesn't usually get to eat meat, this was a rare opportunity to do so.

But she waited until everyone else had started eating before picking up a lion's head meatball and putting it into her bowl full of rice.

"I wonder if our military training instructors are male or female?" Wang Jiale, sitting next to Mo Xueyao, said, which sparked a discussion among the other girls.

"I hope it's a male instructor," Mo Xiaoxiao said with a smile as she picked up some green vegetables and put them in her bowl.

"Why male instructors? Wouldn't female instructors be better?" Hua Yinyin was very puzzled.

“I also think male instructors are better.” Cha Li, sitting next to Wang Jiale, agreed with Mo Xiaoxiao’s point of view. Mo Xueyao noticed that her side ponytail seemed to have changed direction again.

"Why?" Hua Yinyin asked, puzzled. "Do you only like looking at male instructors? The female instructor we just saw was very pretty too!"

“It’s not a matter of whether they look good or not…” Cha Li shook her head. “It’s because male instructors tend to be gentler.”

“That’s right.” Mo Xiaoxiao smiled, indicating that this was her meaning. “At the very least, it will be more considerate of girls.”

“That makes sense.” Wang Jiale nodded emphatically. “Then male instructors are definitely better. Female instructors, since they’re all the same gender, certainly won’t be ‘chivalrous’!”

Is it really appropriate to use the same chivalrous attitude towards women on yourself?

Mo Xueyao muttered to herself, but she had already finished the lion's head meatballs in her bowl.

On the dining table with the rotating tray, there is a large bowl of rice. Anyone who wants more rice can simply go and get some for themselves.

However, this bowl is about the same size as a regular bowl at home, so one bowl should be enough for most girls.

Mo Xueyao usually eats about a bowl of rice, but today she'll probably have to eat a little more.

Because I only ate one lion's head meatball, I ate almost half a bowl of rice.

Perhaps it's because I'm used to being frugal, but when I eat meat, I always think about eating more rice instead.

The girls still didn't seem to want to eat meat, which made Mo Xueyao a little embarrassed to reach out and pick up some more. She could only pick up a little bit of shredded potato and put it in her bowl.

"Ahhh—I want to eat lion's head meatballs!" Wang Jiale stretched out his arms, but he couldn't reach the lion's head meatballs that were far away on the other side.

"Turn it around a bit," Cha Li said, helping Wang Jiale turn the disc on the table.

"This disc is too heavy, I can't turn it quite well..." Wang Jiale said, then chuckled foolishly, "Hey, a lion's head~"

"Let's all eat some meat," Mo Xiao smiled at the other girls. "We can divide it up; this amount of meat should be just right."

The braised pork belly comes in rather large pieces, about ten in total, which is just the right amount to divide it up.

But Cha Li shook her head: "You guys eat, I don't eat meat, otherwise I'll get fat again."

"Is tea fatter than you?" Wang Jiale asked vaguely.

"Look at my thighs and stomach, they're all fleshy!" Cha Li pinched her stomach and thighs, but there wasn't actually much flesh, it was mostly subcutaneous fat. "Look at those guys, so many of them are thinner than me!"

“This is what you call having a meaty texture,” Hua Yinyin said, picking up a piece of braised pork. “If it looked like a bamboo pole, it wouldn’t look good.”

“Yes, that’s right,” Mo Xiaoxiao said seriously. “Besides, it’s perfectly normal for girls to have subcutaneous fat.”

"No, no, you guys eat, I'll just have vegetables." But Cha Li still insisted on not eating meat, only picking up the chili peppers from the stir-fried pork with chili peppers in front of her.

This stir-fried pork with chili peppers should have been the third meat dish, but because there was so little meat in it, and it was basically minced meat, I really didn't want to classify it as a meat dish.

I feel it's an insult to the name 'meat dish'.

Other girls whose names Mo Xueyao didn't remember also said they didn't eat braised pork.

Even a single lion's head meatball requires two people to share.

Mo Xueyao felt a strong urge to eat it, and couldn't resist picking up a piece of braised pork and putting it in her bowl.

After finishing the first piece, I picked up another one.

"Hmm, isn't Xiaoyao afraid of gaining weight?" Wang Jiale asked softly.

"I'm not afraid." Mo Xueyao said nonchalantly.

Don't worry, it must be fake.

I rarely eat meat, so how could I possibly gain weight if I have a rare opportunity to eat meat?

The boys ate much faster than the girls. Before long, Liu Xiaowei rushed over with a bowl of rice: "Hey, do you girls not eat meat?"

“Yes.” Mo Xiaoxiao turned to look at Mo Xueyao and found that there was no rice left in her bowl, and that she had already eaten two bowls. So she replied, “If you want to eat, take it and eat it. Don’t waste it.”

“Eh…” Mo Zhuyou glanced at her older sister and felt a little regretful.

She clearly hadn't eaten much meat just now.

Or is it just that she's restraining herself for the sake of her image?

Mo Xueyao glanced at Mo Zhuyou, and her earlier thought of standing up to eat another lion's head meatball began to waver.

It seems that among girls, eating too much is considered a loss of face?

Mo Xueyao, who wasn't quite used to it yet, felt a little uneasy. She was worried about losing face, but she also wanted to eat another one.

And so it went, until the boys were finally about to take the last lion's head meatball, when they couldn't resist reaching out with their chopsticks.

"Um, I want this..." Mo Xueyao said with an awkward smile, while the person who was about to take the lion's head was Zhou Yong, who had an ordinary appearance.

He didn't sense anything strange, just nodded, said "Oh," and then went to pick up the remaining braised pork.

The boys all thought it was a normal thing, and no one found it strange.

Li Hongran even picked out all the minced meat from the stir-fried pork with chili and ate it all, and no one said anything.

Instead, many boys gave a thumbs up and said, "Damn, you're awesome, you even managed to pick this out."

Many of the girls' eyes were fixed on Mo Xueyao.

She felt so uncomfortable watching it that even the delicious lion's head meatballs didn't taste so good anymore.

Of course, it's also possible that she's just being too sensitive.

Maybe the girls were just curious about how much she ate.

Half an hour after we finished eating, the military training officially began.

When they saw a male instructor walking over, the boys sighed, while the girls cheered.

"Hey, it really is a male instructor!" Wang Jiale poked Mo Xueyao's hand and whispered.

"Ah... um." Mo Xueyao hadn't recovered from the awkwardness at the dinner table yet, and her reaction seemed a little slow.

In fact, statistically speaking, being assigned a male instructor is the most likely outcome.

There is only one female instructor.

Finally, the female instructor was assigned to Class 3 of the first year of high school, which was right next to Class 2. After the boys were assigned the beautiful female instructor, they all winked and made faces at the boys in Class 2.

"You lot, military training has started and you're still grinning like this!" But the female instructor didn't seem as gentle as she had imagined; instead, she was quite strict. "All the boys in the last row, run ten laps around the square!"

"Damn it! Instructor, I didn't do anything!" An innocent person raised their hand.

“You are a team, so whether you’ve done it or not, run together.”

"Hahaha—" The boys in Class 2 of Grade 1 laughed gleefully, while at the same time feeling somewhat fortunate that their instructor was a man.

"Ahem, stop looking, stop looking. Is the instructor next door as handsome as me?" The instructor of Class Two coughed, drawing the students' attention back. "Hello, students, my surname is Huang. You can just call me Instructor Huang."

"Hello, Instructor Huang!" the group greeted him sparsely.

"Instructor Huang, you're handsome, and the one next to you is beautiful. You two can't compare," Gao Yuan teased with a grin.

"You were the most smug one just now," Instructor Huang said with a laugh. "What? You like pretty female instructors? If you like them, go to their class! Otherwise, I can't exactly dress up as a woman and pretend to be a pretty girl for you guys, can I?"

"That's a good idea!" Zhou Yong chimed in.

"Okay, let me see. Whoever behaves the worst will have to wear a skirt. What do you guys think?"

"Great!" The girls were the happiest this time.

"I think that fat guy has a good chance," Instructor Huang said jokingly. "Maybe he likes wearing women's clothes?"

"I didn't do it! I didn't!" Gao Yuan immediately stood up straight.

"Well, let's see if you can keep it up." Instructor Huang whistled and looked at the other classes who had started jogging to warm up. "Look, the other classes have started jogging to warm up."

"Then let's run too!" Gao Yuan said obsequiously.

"No, why should we be like everyone else? Everyone else is running, but our class isn't, hey." Instructor Huang revealed a bit of his roguishness. "Come on, come on, see that sunny patch of land over there? It's so cold today, let's grab a good spot and soak up the sun!"

"Oh no, I'm going to get a tan..." The girls all took advantage of the situation while feigning innocence.

Mo Xueyao felt that this instructor was quite to her liking.

Although the girls said that, they all expressed a good first impression of Instructor Huang in private.

Standing next to Mo Xueyao, Wang Jiale lowered his voice and said, "This instructor is quite interesting."

"Right? That's pretty interesting." Instructor Huang actually overheard her whisper and winked at her.

Wang Jiale was so frightened that he trembled all over.

"Haha, why are you so afraid of me? I was just teasing you, it's not like I'm going to punish you by making you run." Instructor Huang burst into laughter. "Also, you seem to be shorter than the girl in front of you, right? You should stand first."

"Um...uh..." Wang Jiale nodded weakly and returned to her seat. She had actually moved a little further back because she wanted to chat with Mo Xueyao.

Among all the girls in the class, the shortest is Wang Jiale, who is about 1.5 meters tall, followed by Hua Yinyin, who is 1.55 meters tall, and then Mo Xueyao, who is 1.58 meters tall.

The other girls were mostly over 1.6 meters tall, although most of them weren't over 1.7 meters, but at least they were some distance from the three girls who were under 1.6 meters tall...

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Chapter Fifty-Two Under the Sun

A different kind of instructor led Class 2 of Grade 11 into the sunshine.