In the third year of high school, I exchanged bodies with Yukinoshita

But do you still want to change even if this is the case?

Yukinoshita Yukino looked at Miura Yumiko's face, then turned her attention back to Totsuka Ayaka, "Um... let me introduce myself, my name is Yukinoshita Yukino."

"I know you. You've always been number one in your grade."

"Well, it's more than that. I'm also the head of the Service Department."

"...Service Department?"

"Yes, Miura Yumiko is also a member of the Service Club. The Service Club is a department similar to a volunteer association based on the principle of 'it's better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish.' Do you know what that means?"

"...It's better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish? A volunteer association?"

"In other words, if you want to improve your tennis skills, you can entrust it to the Service Club. Then we can let Yumiko help you improve your skills."

After hearing what Yukinoshita Yukino said, Totsuka Ayaka's eyes seemed to emit a light full of hope. He looked at Miura Yumiko who was beside Yukinoshita Yukino, "Really?"

"Of course, but that's what my minister meant."

Miura Yumiko pretended to shirk responsibility, but her expression betrayed her inner thoughts. When she heard Totsuka Ayaka say that he loved tennis, she wanted to help him. However, because she had just clearly rejected his request, she chose to take a roundabout way to express her desire to help him.

"Then I'll ask the Servant Club to improve my tennis skills. That's all I need."

When Totsuka Ayaka heard what Miura Yumiko said, she immediately issued a commission to Yukinoshita Yukino.

"So... Yumiko, do you still have the energy today?" After receiving Totsuka Ayaka's request, Yukino Yukinoshita asked Miura Yumiko beside her, "If you don't have the energy... let's stop here today."

"What are you talking about! I can still play ten more games." Miura Yumiko was inspired by Yukinoshita Yukino's clumsy provocation. "Totsuka, grab your racket. Let's go and start training you."

With a smile on her lips, Yumiko Miura stood on the tennis court again with her camera in hand. She still jumped high, swung her racket, and served the ball, but this time she did not hold back on her strength.

Ayaka Totsuka also experienced the tennis in the boys' comics.

Ebina Hina looked at Totsuka Ayaka who seemed to be dazed on the field, and shouted in her heart, "That's right, this taste is right."

Yukinoshita Yukino frowned and looked at the scene on the field. It seemed that this training was completely useless.

Yumiko Miura needs to change her playing style.

"stop!"

When the two people on the field were halfway through their fight, Yukinoshita Yukino called a stop at the right time.

"Yumiko, you need to change your style of play. You won't be able to help Totsuka-san improve the way you're playing."

"I'm aware of that, but I'm still trying to figure out Totsuka's abilities. I need to understand his strengths in all areas before I can train him." Miura Yumiko had her own considerations. Without understanding Totsuka Ayaka's strengths in all areas, how could she improve his skills? "So, Totsuka, it's your turn to serve. Try changing up your serving positions so I can get a comprehensive understanding of your level."

"Okay." Totsuka Ayaka responded energetically.

It seems that I underestimated Yumiko Miura. She actually has her own considerations.

Yukino Yukinoshita stepped down from the court and watched Miura Yumiko teach Totsuka Ayaka.

The teaching ended quickly because Ayaka Totsuka was exhausted.

Yukinoshita Yukino looked at Miura Yumiko coming off the court, still looking very relaxed. What kind of physical monster is she? It's like she beat four people by herself and still has so much energy.

"That's all for today," Miura Yumiko instructed Totsuka Ayaka. "Also, your physical strength is too weak. You need to exercise. For example, you should come to the playground every morning and do morning exercises like other sports clubs."

"Okay, thank you Coach Miura."

Totsuka Ayaka bowed deeply to Miura Yumiko.

Miura Yumiko blushed, "There's no need to be like this... If you really want to be good at tennis... you need to work harder."

"Well, I see."

Miura Yumiko finally sent her apprentice Totsuka Ayaka away. Ebina Hina whispered to Yuigahama Yui, "It seems that Yumiko is no longer angry."

"Thank you, Yui, Hime, and Yukino. Thank you for being able to go crazy with me today."

"There's nothing to thank me for. It's just what I have to do." Yukinoshita Yukino collected the bottles everyone had drunk and prepared to throw them into the trash can. "You must teach Totsuka-san well in the future. This is a commission from the Service Club."

"You'll know it without me telling you."

In the evening, after returning to the apartment and packing up everything, Yukinoshita Yukino recalled what happened in the afternoon and wrote it down in Chinese, in case she and Zuo Yu exchanged bodies and Zuo Yu would know nothing about what happened on her side.

Chapter 111: Exchanging Diaries

"The Wumeng Mountains are connected to other mountains, and the moonlight shines on the Xiangshui Beach."

Zuo Yu was in the classroom listening to the songs played by the first and second year high school students on the playground before they were getting ready for morning exercises. He lamented that there were only a few songs played before morning exercises in school. These were the same songs when he was a first year high school student, and now that he was a third year high school student, these were still the same songs.

"I've copied the punishment."

The morning reading time was over, and Zuo Yu shouted in the class that he was going to collect everyone's punishment copies and hand them in before class.

"Tsk tsk, that's a bit much."

Zuo Yu looked at the copybooks he'd collected as punishment. This time, he'd collected quite a lot. It was mainly because their teachers were too good at making things difficult. The chemistry teacher's multiple-choice questions were too unconventional, the physics teacher's were also messy; he'd gotten two correct. The math teacher's papers were even more ridiculous, requiring a lot of calculations. These teachers were already putting pressure on everyone right after they entered their senior year, resulting in low scores on their first exams.

Zuo Yu handed in the copybook he had been punished with, and when he returned, he was greeted by the exam.

It seemed that he had to hand in the test paper after copying it as punishment, so Zuo Yu returned to his seat and started working on the test paper.

For most students, there are those days when classes are just plain annoying. For example, you have a teacher you absolutely hate, but you have three of his classes today, and every time that day comes, it feels incredibly long. Or maybe your morning schedule is two back-to-back math classes, followed by two physics classes, and finally a chemistry class to wrap things up.

If there is such a day, everyone will use it as the dividing line to start the week. Before that day, the mood is depressed. But after that day, the mood starts to look forward to the weekend.

Although the weekends for high school students are counted by hours, everyone still longs for those weekends that only last a few hours.

"What day is it today?"

"Hell Wednesday."

After lunch, Zuo Yu and Fang Xuan stood in the corridor outside the classroom and counted what day it was.

"Ah~ Why is it only Wednesday? I feel like I've been in classes for almost half a month."

Fang Xuan was complaining about how it was only Wednesday, and how they felt like they had been in class for ten consecutive days. He wasn't wrong, after all, their weekend had been eaten up by the monthly exams. They had indeed been in class for over ten days straight without a break.

"Look at it from another perspective. Today is Wednesday, the week is already halfway over, and Saturday is almost here."

"Speaking of which, what are our Saturday rules?"

"Currently, we've canceled the lunch break on Saturdays and have two consecutive classes. We've canceled the morning reading on Sundays, but you're expected to be in the classroom at 7 a.m. to start your self-study. We'll probably do the same as last year, with a four-hour break each week starting during the final sprint."

"I suddenly don't look forward to the weekend anymore. And why do we have to come to the classroom at 7am even though morning reading was cancelled on Sunday?"

"Because our morning study session ends at 7 o'clock." Zuo Yu looked at Fang Xuan's reaction. It seemed that the weekend he had been looking forward to would not allow him to sleep peacefully. "Then how about I tell you some good news? I heard it in the office this morning. It's about the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday."

When Fang Xuan heard the news about the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, he immediately lowered his voice and said to Zuo Yu, "Tell me in detail."

"Next Friday is Mid-Autumn Festival, so we will definitely have Friday off. Plus it happens to be Saturday, so Saturday will also be a holiday, so ideally, we will have two days off for Mid-Autumn Festival."

A two-day holiday for the Mid-Autumn Festival sounds wonderful, but Fang Xuan knows that when Zuo Yu is in an ideal situation, nothing good will happen.

"So... when does it start? Forget it... just tell me when you're leaving and when you're coming back."

"Leave school on Thursday night and return to school at 7pm on Saturday night for evening study."

"There really are two days of break!" Fang Xuan sighed when he heard about the holiday schedule. There was no skimping on the time. No Friday morning holiday, no Saturday afternoon return.

"Do you want to know the reason?" Zuo Yu had an obvious malicious smile on his face.

"...What's the reason?"

"That means we're taking a holiday." Zuo Yu had a cheeky smile on his face, the corners of his mouth almost reaching his ears. "We're taking a holiday this Saturday and Sunday, which means we'll have classes for almost three weeks straight."

"...I knew that the school wouldn't be so kind as to let us have two full days off. It seems like they had planned it all out long ago, right? Last week's exams ate up last week's weekend, and this week's holiday ate up this week's weekend." Fang Xuan said gritting his teeth.

"At least you should be thankful that this year's Mid-Autumn Festival isn't tied to National Day."

"Are you talking about that time in junior high when Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day were combined? We had classes for several days in a row then?"

"We didn't have Saturdays back then. I remember it was like four weeks of non-stop classes. By the end, I almost forgot what day of the week it was when I was there."

Zuo Yu had a deep memory of that hellish holiday break. They returned to school on the 7th and continued to attend classes until the 7th of the following month, without a single weekend break. By the end, the teacher didn't even want to teach, handing them papers every day.

The two of them were chatting about the holiday news when the physical education teacher walked past them with a very feminine notebook in his hand.

"Yo~ Go find your partner."

The two of them greeted the sports teacher enthusiastically. It seemed that the sports teacher had gone to the liberal arts class to look for his girlfriend, and he was holding his girlfriend's notebook in his hand.

"The two gentlemen have finished their exams and are now outside enjoying the scenery." The physical education teacher also joked with the two people who were not in the classroom.

"Only the top three can stand here. The fifth place winner, please go back to the classroom and work hard."

Fang Xuan immediately hit back at the Sports Committee with the results of this monthly exam.

"Tsk, how about this? Only the first place winner can stand in the hallway. After all, whether it's third or fifth place, they still have room for improvement and need to go back to the classroom and work hard."

"Oh, I didn't perform well on the test this time, otherwise I would have been second. But someone else's score hasn't changed at all, so he's stuck in fifth place."

"It would be better if you just called my name. But stable grades are better than someone's electrocardiogram-like grades. Grades are not like heartbeats. The teacher who comes up and down will pay special attention to you."

"Let's stop here. Let's not hurt each other. Look how happy Zuo Yu is."

Fang Xuan took the initiative to beg for mercy. When his grades were good, the teacher would not care about him, nor would he praise him for being at the level he deserved. However, when his grades dropped, the teacher would inevitably call him out, and could tell from all aspects that he had not been studying hard recently.

He changed the subject and wanted to talk about something that Zuo Yu didn't have but they did.

"Come to think of it, you and your girlfriend are still writing this kind of diary."

Fang Xuan pointed at the feminine notebook in the Sports Committee member's hand. The main color was pink, and there was a classic Hello Kitty logo on it. It was obviously a notebook for girls.

"It can't be helped. We're not in the same class as you and Yan Meng. Her science level is really too poor."

The physical education teacher shrugged helplessly. He still felt a little regretful that he and his girlfriend were not in the same class.

Zuo Yu still remembered the girlfriend of the sports committee member. That girl was originally in the small class, but later she switched to studying liberal arts because she couldn't keep up with the science progress of the small class. Now she is in the small class of liberal arts.

It seems that they started dating in their first year of high school. At that time, they were not in the same group, so they started writing this kind of exchange diary.

That kind of diary is where the gym teacher's girlfriend writes down what interesting things happened to her that morning during the afternoon study session, and then gives it to the gym teacher during the evening study session. The gym teacher writes down what happened to him that day on the other side, and then gives it to his girlfriend after school in the evening.

However, since they were not in the same class in their second year of high school, the physical education teacher started to write at noon, and his girlfriend wrote at night.

It's a unique interest between the two of them.

"How many notebooks have you written in?" Zuo Yu was a little curious about how much they had written. After all, they had been writing from the first year of high school to the third year, so they must have used quite a few notebooks.

"Three or four, maybe. But they're basically all with her... It's my fault for being so careless. If I had this kind of thing in my hands, the teacher would probably have taken it away very quickly."

"You are quite self-aware." Fang Xuan complained. He was still a little upset about the fact that the Physical Education Committee gave his book to the teacher.

"What should I do? But she is quite considerate. This is also a kind of complement."

The physical education teacher said with emotion that his girlfriend was the kind of girl who would use pens of different colors to take notes in class, and her things were organized very neatly.

"Tsk, they're showing off their affection again."

"You are not the one who can show off. It's because our class teacher is open-minded about this. Otherwise, people like you would be the focus of attention." The physical education teacher complained about the only couple in the class. The main reason was that there were too many wolves and too little meat. Do you have any delusions about the number of girls in the science class?

"There's nothing I can do about it. She's really trying hard. She's one of the few people who can get into the small class from a non-small class."

"It's pretty good, but a little too strict. But that's also because you like to play too much." The physical education teacher complained that Fang Xuan always played around with Zuo Yu, but the two of them had the capital to do so. They were both people who didn't study much but had good grades, and their families were very rich.

"Speaking of which, Zuo Yu, why don't you find a partner? I remember there are two girls in our class who like you."

The physical education teacher poked Zuo Yu, who had nothing to say when talking about his girlfriend. There were three people standing outside, and he was the only one who didn't have a girlfriend.

"I'm not interested. Now is the critical time for studying. I don't have the mind to dwell on those things."

"...Do you believe what you say?"

The physical education teacher was powerless to complain about Zuo Yu's answer. If someone else said this, he could barely believe it, but Zuo Yu...how could a person who doesn't study much except in class say this?

"Come to think of it, we used to write weekly diaries back in our freshman year of high school." Zuo Yu skillfully changed the subject and began to talk using the diary in the hands of the physical education teacher. "I remember the notebook you used back then was quite unique. It was called the Death Note, right?"

"How do you still remember that? That's the notebook I bought in junior high school, and I've never used it." The gym teacher seemed to have recalled a dark past. He hadn't written his weekly diary at the time, and he happened to have no other notebooks. The class representative was in a hurry, so he used that notebook in a hurry. "The situation was urgent at the time, so I had no choice. Later, the Chinese teacher used it to make fun of me in class."

"Oh, do most people keep that kind of notebook in their schoolbag?"