Rebirth: The Comeback of the Girl
Chapter 127: Whether There’s an Issue or Not

Chapter 127: Chapter 127: Whether There’s an Issue or Not

The New Year’s Day of 1996 arrived as scheduled.

At 7:30 AM, each class lined up to head to the cafeteria.

Of course, Zhen Yu and Wang Meng were not in the class lineup.

As hosts, they both headed straight to the cafeteria to prepare the moment they arrived at school.

The cafeteria was heated, not cold but not particularly warm either; Zhen Yu was wearing a vest and long underwear under her high-necked sweater, all bundled up.

At this moment, she was standing on one side of the stage with Wang Meng and the music teacher, wearing a cotton coat and waiting for the students to enter.

After the double doors of the cafeteria were opened, a sea of heads began to surge in, and as Zhen Yu looked out, they were all unfamiliar faces.

Thinking about hosting under the gaze of so many eyes later gave her the jitters inside.

She kept pumping herself up—just think of it as giving a summary at the company’s annual meeting! Nothing to worry about!

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At 8:00 AM sharp, the singing competition officially began.

First came the opening remarks, followed by speeches from the school leaders, and then the various class performances took their turns.

The whole competition lasted for over three hours, and when Zhen Yu’s turn for reciting English poetry finally came to close the show, her voice was already hoarse.

After reciting, she couldn’t go down immediately; she had to finish the closing words together with Wang Meng.

Before stepping down, Zhen Yu suddenly had a phrase come to mind during her bow.

Feeling totally drained...

The school leader stepped onto the stage and announced loudly: "The school is off this afternoon! Classes resume normally tomorrow! Class leaders take your students back and then dismiss on your own."

There was no on-site scoring or announcement of competition results.

At Siying School, the results of such events were usually directly written on a large red paper and posted at the Fangshan Leader’s bulletin board.

Students would go to check it out on their own.

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After the little friends met up, they walked home together; Bai Xue looped her arm through Zhen Yu’s and showered her with praise.

"Xiao Yu, you were amazing today! Your hosting was fantastic! Like a host from the Spring Festival Gala!"

Zhen Yu was mentally and vocally tired, not at all in the mood to speak.

But it didn’t matter that she was silent because she had someone by her side flinging sweet nothings.

Zhen Yan held his head high and proclaimed, "Of course! Who else could it be but my little sister? My little sister is the best!"

Bai Xue hurriedly agreed, "Right, right, right! Not only is Xiao Yu the best! Xiao Yu is also the prettiest!"

"Yeah! My sister is the prettiest!"

Zhen Yu, worn out from the whole morning and not quite herself due to the extravagant flattery from the two, lost her usual sharpness and didn’t notice the little antics of the Han Family Brothers behind the group.

Han Jiaoyang tried to speak several times but was hushed by Han Mingyue, leaving him grinding his teeth and glaring as he followed the group.

Fu Yu, sandwiched between the flattery exchange team and the Han Family Brothers, had also departed from his usual chatty self, stopping and starting without working up the nerve to speak.

The walk wasn’t long, and everyone said goodbye and split off as usual to go home for lunch.

In fact, the teachers had informed everyone about the school closing in the afternoon early on, as this meant that there was no need to bring lunch.

So each family had left lunch at home for their children.

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As soon as Zhen Yu entered the house, she made a beeline for the kettle, gulping down two big glasses before finally taking a deep breath, feeling revived.

"Little sister, how come you’re so thirsty?" Zhen Yan hadn’t seen his sister act so desperately and rudely for a long time and was somewhat taken aback.

"Hey, don’t even mention it! I was afraid of needing to run to the toilet during the competition, so I didn’t dare drink much water! I just sipped a little bit to moisten my throat when it was dry, and that’s why I’m this thirsty now!"

Zhen Yan scratched his head, "Then, you really had a rough time hosting! Take a rest! I’ll go serve the food."

Zhen Yu sat on the kang for a while, went to use the toilet, and washed her hands. By the time she entered the room, Zhen Yan had already started eating.

Having nothing to do after lunch, Zhen Yan went off to find Fu Yu to hang out.

Zhen Yu was home alone reading a book while waiting for Han Mingyue, but before she knew it, it had turned dark.

"Little sister, you’re at home! The light wasn’t on, so I thought you went looking for Han Mingyue!"

"Ah?" Zhen Yu was momentarily dazzled by the light and realized that an entire afternoon had passed, and Han Mingyue hadn’t come.

"Maybe he had something to do today." Zhen Yu secretly thought to herself.

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If someone asks, "Are you alright?"

Regardless of whether they are or not, most people will reply, "I’m fine."

If someone asks, "Is there something wrong?"

Generally, the person being asked will respond, "Yeah, there’s a little something."

Han Mingyue actually didn’t have any serious issue, but he indeed had a matter to deal with.

The profoundness of the Chinese language was fully exemplified in him at this moment.

The Han Family Brothers had just separated from their friends when Han Jiayang said mockingly, "A rotten potato can’t take a compliment, it just falls apart when praised!"

"Jiayang!" Han Mingyue said sternly.

"Bro! Aren’t you angry? Zhen Yu, she—"

"I believe she didn’t!"

"You’re lying to me! If you truly believed her, would you still be frowning?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Mingyue’s expression darkened even more.

After hesitating for a bit, he still decided to share the troubles on his mind with his brother.

"Although Xiao Yu denied it, Wang Meng has never responded directly. Almost everyone in our class... believes it’s true."

Upon hearing this, Han Jiayang jumped up with anger, "Beat him up!"

Han Mingyue gave his brother a sideways glance, "Stop looking for trouble!"

"Then what do you propose we do?"

Han Mingyue took out his keys to open the door, ignoring his brother’s question. What to do? If he knew what to do, would he still be this upset now!

For an entire afternoon, Han Mingyue locked himself in his room, listening to the faint sound of the TV from the living room, pondering over ways to debunk the rumor.

After much consideration, there were only two options: either convince Wang Meng to come forward and deny it or, report it to the teachers.

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The next day, from morning self-study, Han Mingyue was looking for a chance to speak with Wang Meng alone.

It wasn’t until the third-period break that Wang Meng finally went to the restroom.

Han Mingyue followed and waited for him not far from the bathroom.

"Wang Meng!"

"Huh?"

"Come here, I need to talk to you about something." Han Mingyue waited for Wang Meng to come closer, then led him to the middle of the playground.

"What’s up?" Wang Meng felt it was a bit strange but followed him anyway.

Although his grades were also quite good, he couldn’t compare with a top student like Han Mingyue, and they didn’t run in the same circles, so they didn’t interact much.

It was deep winter, and there weren’t many people on the playground, so Han Mingyue got straight to the point.

"Wang Meng, there’s something I want you to come forward and clarify." Han Mingyue’s attitude was neither servile nor overbearing.

"Clarify?" Wang Meng was taken aback at first, then quickly understood, "Zhen Yu? What’s your relationship with her?"

"Our families are pretty close." Han Mingyue’s answer was very vague, leaving a lot of room for imagination; at least Wang Meng was thinking quite a bit.

Was it because the rumors in class were being passed off as truth, and he couldn’t stand by?

Or was it because... Zhen Yu couldn’t come forward herself, so she sent him to warn me?

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