Rebirth: The Comeback of the Girl
Chapter 107: Empathy

Chapter 107: Chapter 107: Empathy

Liu Ting didn’t suspect anything; she just teased a bit before she turned to ask what was written on the note.

She didn’t overthink it like Qiao Xian, purely intuiting that Zhen Yu couldn’t possibly have anything going on with Qiao Xian.

Zhen Yu: ???

Well, that’s indeed impossible.

Zhen Yu dodged the topic saying, "I’m starving, if we don’t eat now we’ll be late."

After all, Zhen Yu hadn’t had lunch yet due to being called away. If she didn’t eat quickly, she was afraid she wouldn’t finish before history class.

So upon hearing this, Liu Ting gave up on prying and settled down.

While eating, Zhen Yu was pondering how to compete for the role of the MC.

First, her speaking skills had to be slick! Although Zhen Yu didn’t talk much, she could still perform an "emotional recitation."

Next would probably be memorizing the script, which Zhen Yu was also good at!

Since she had never been involved in hosting, that was all Zhen Yu could think of.

To better complete the task, Zhen Yu planned to go home tonight and—yeah! Recite a piece of classical Chinese text! Twist her tongue~

-

Zhen Yu’s English recitation had been publicly announced by Fu Yu when school ended yesterday.

Today, just after school and away from the crowds, Fu Yu brought up the matter of the little note again.

Zhen Yu glanced at him and kept silent, taking it as consent.

But she thought to herself, with such a chatterbox since childhood, won’t Fu Yu’s future wife be driven crazy by him?

Seriously, a moment of silence for his future other half!

Meanwhile, everyone’s gaze also landed squarely on Zhen Yu as if tangible.

Each look was indescribably complex.

-

Suddenly, the group halted and stood silently in place.

But no one wanted to be the first to speak up.

Zhen Yu sharply sensed something was off and stopped walking as well.

She turned around and looked around, somewhat confused.

"Why are you all staring at me?"

After Zhen Yu spoke, everyone looked at each other, until eventually Bai Xue took the lead.

"Xiao Yu! Why~ why were you passing a note to a boy?"

Bai Xue had thought long and hard before bringing this question up, emphasizing the word ’boy’ distinctly.

It should be a pretty safe question, right?

Surely it’s better than directly asking ’what did you write’ or ’do you like him,’ right?

Swoosh—

Zhen Yu felt that if looks could be needles, she would be riddled with holes.

Fu Yu and Han Jiayang staring at her like this, she could understand, but why on earth were Han Mingyue and Zhen Yan doing the same?

She had no idea before that these two were so gossipy.

Everyone was quietly waiting for Zhen Yu’s response.

Zhen Yu didn’t dawdle and candidly said, "To campaign for the host."

She then turned around and strode forward, leading the pack.

"What kind of host?" Bai Xue didn’t quite understand and hurried after her to ask again.

"The host for the singing competition," Zhen Yu’s voice drifted back with the wind.

"Ah! I know!" Han Jiayang suddenly cried out loud, jogging up to Zhen Yu, "Are you going to run in the campaign?"

With a resigned tone, Zhen Yu replied, "It’s not me who wants to go, it’s Teacher Cao who wants me to!"

"What does that have to do with your class president?" Bian Xue, still not forgetting the note, quickly followed up with another question.

At the same time, Fu Yu still fixated on the back, murmured behind Zhen Yu, "There was really no need to pass a note about this! Are you lying?"

"My sister would never lie!"

After Zhen Yan ridiculed him, Fu Yu obediently shut his mouth.

Meanwhile, Han Jiayang shifted the topic, "This morning our class teacher announced that the ninth grade hosts need to focus on their entrance exams. He said that our class’s arts committee member and class president should run for hosting the singing competition! It would bring glory to our class!"

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Han Mingyue lingered at the end of the small group, listening quietly.

After school, aside from a few eye contacts with Zhen Yu, he didn’t have any conversations.

His personality was such, even though he was eager to know, he couldn’t bring himself to ask.

In his emotional turmoil, he remembered that Shen Qi had called him out during the break today, but he had ignored it.

Could it be about the host position? Should I... should I also try out for it?

Am I suited for it?

Hesitantly, Han Mingyue slowed his steps.

Looking up, he had already fallen a small distance behind the group. Sighing lightly, Han Mingyue wanted to quicken his pace to catch up.

He had just taken two steps when a girl’s crisp voice suddenly came from behind, "What are you sighing about? Is something bothering you?"

Han Mingyue abruptly stopped and turned around. Zhen Yu, unprepared for his sudden action, almost bumped into his chest.

Luckily, she stopped in time.

Looking up at him, she suddenly realized the boy seemed taller than he had been in the summer, "Have you grown taller?"

Han Mingyue nodded, "Hmm."

"Remember to drink more milk, for calcium," Zhen Yu instinctively advised.

The boy slowly smiled and responded, "Okay."

He suddenly didn’t want to ask why she was following him; how could he not feel such obvious concern.

-

Han Mingyue pursed his lips, seeking the girl’s opinion, "If, our class teacher lets me run, should I go?"

Zhen Yu blinked, "Do you want to go?"

"I..."

Han Mingyue’s tone obviously hesitated, Zhen Yu laughed a bit and said firmly, "Then don’t go! You don’t owe anyone a favor."

"Favor?" Han Mingyue pondered for a moment, thinking of the ’Shen Yue incident’, then felt a bit guilty.

It was all because of him! Because of the previous issue, Zhen Yu felt obliged to comply with Teacher Cao’s arrangement.

Han Mingyue blurted out, "You don’t want to go either?"

Zhen Yu spoke with a slight helplessness, "I’ve never hosted a program before."

Han Mingyue was silent, unsure what to say at the moment; it was probably better not to offer empty comfort, or encouraging words...

He also owed a favor to Teacher Jiang, and Old Jiang had intervened before!

If Teacher Jiang requested it, he definitely would agree to run, putting himself in others’ shoes...

Let it be! The two of them could keep each other company.

Zhen Yu didn’t want to stand outside for too long in the chilly weather, it was really cold!

She reached out with her cotton-gloved right hand, gently grabbing Han Mingyue’s cotton jacket sleeve, and tugged him, "Let’s go quickly!"

"Oh." Han Mingyue snapped back to reality and caught up with the girl’s steps, and the two rejoined the small group.

-

On Friday morning during self-study, Teacher Jiang announced the candidates for the election, and Han Mingyue wasn’t among them.

It was Shen Qi and a particularly active boy in the class, always visible in school-organized extracurricular activities, although his academic performance was only average.

"It’s alright," Han Mingyue silently thought.

After all, so many people were running! Joining didn’t necessarily mean getting selected.

He knew himself best; he was too shy and reserved.

As soon as the morning self-study ended, Shen Qi once again approached Han Mingyue with a hesitant expression.

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