Rebirth: The Comeback of the Girl
Chapter 133 Editing Reader’s Letters

Chapter 133: Chapter 133 Editing Reader’s Letters

As time flowed like water, after the results of the New Year’s singing competition were announced, everyone discovered that Zhen Yu did not place at all, whereas Qian Duoduo won a third prize.

But since the school had entered the final review stage of the semester, students were all immersed in their intense studies.

So, no one really talked about it, except for Liu Ting, who whispered a few times in Zhen Yu’s ear about the unfairness.

Zhen Yu, however, didn’t feel that way; her performance and voice were not at their best because she was the last to appear, so it was normal for her not to win any awards.

Another Friday came, and during lunchtime, while everyone was eating and discussing what ingredients would be used for tomorrow’s Laba porridge, someone suddenly knocked on the door of the Junior High School First Class classroom.

"Who is it?" As most students were saying this, the student sitting near the door called out, "Come in!"

The grandson of the old man who doubles as the gatekeeper and the Water Room custodian—a little fifth-grader known by anyone who has fetched hot water—was holding a letter and asked, "Who is Zhen Yu?"

Zhen Yu stood up and walked towards the door. After receiving the letter, she softened her expression and said gently, "Thank you!"

The little brother blushed slightly and replied, "You’re welcome."

Then he turned and ran away.

Zhen Yu actually curved her mouth into a smile, but the moment she turned back around, the hint of a smile had vanished.

What her classmates saw was still the same Zhen Yu whose expression had hardly changed since the beginning of school, as if nothing was worth her emotional response.

Actually, nowadays Zhen Yu would occasionally show her true feelings and natural expressions in front of family and friends.

But in front of others, she still habitually stiffened her face, a habit formed from living alone for many years in her previous life and hard to change.

"Who wrote you a letter?" Fu Yu was the first to grab her and ask, "You didn’t even tell us about the last letter you received!"

"It’s the same this time," Zhen Yu said as she stuffed the letter into her school bag, leaving him staring at the back of her head.

Fu Yu fumed with irritation.

——

As soon as school was out that evening, Fu Yu began complaining.

"Zhen Yu got another letter today! And she won’t let me see! There’s definitely something fishy about it!"

Zhen Yu cast him a sidelong glance, knowing well how loose his lips were. Now Han Mingyue would surely guess the letter was from an editor. He better not link it to the previous letter and guess that her submission had been rejected!

Sigh! Whatever. It’s no big deal. It’s just a bit embarrassing.

Han Mingyue did indeed realize right away what the letter was about, and in the very next moment, he guessed what the previous letter was about, but he said nothing.

He just quietly looked at Zhen Yu and decided to keep it as a little unspoken secret between them, feeling a slight thrill about it.

That evening after dinner, Zhen Yu opened the letter expecting a rejection since there was no submission proof.

But to her surprise, it was not a rejection but a request for revision.

The letter said, ’The plot is tight and engages the reader to continue. However, the writing could improve. You are welcome to revise and resubmit. Thank you for your cooperation.’

Was this an acceptance? But not exactly.

She was asked to improve her writing, which was her weak point. What could she do? She certainly couldn’t ask Han Mingyue for help, right? The editor would definitely notice the change in style!

After much thought, Zhen Yu decided to undertake the task herself.

She devoted the entire evening to it,

Working on the changes until after ten at night when she was finally satisfied, she put away the letter and the manuscript.

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The next day was Laba, and Mrs. Zhen got up early in the morning to start making the porridge.

Zhen Yu, having gone to bed late, woke up late as well. By the time she woke up, she was the only one at home.

Feeling a bit hungry, she washed up, wrapped herself in a thin coat, and began drinking the porridge in the living room.

While she was eating, Han Mingyue arrived.

Zhen Yu looked up at him and asked, "Have you eaten?"

"Yeah." Han Mingyue didn’t expect to see the usually early-rising Zhen Yu sleeping in, and for a moment, he was somewhat taken aback.

After giving her consent, she took a seat in the corner on the other side of the large kang and observed Zhen Yu.

The young girl had her hair loose and was sitting there, dressed in long underwear with a thin jacket thrown over. It was a very domestic get-up, but somehow, because she sat with such good posture and exuded so much presence, it looked as if...

She was a leader attending a banquet in formal attire.

"I’ll go change my clothes, wait for a bit," Zhen Yu said candidly to Han Mingyue after she finished tidying up the dinner table.

Han Mingyue nodded vigorously a couple of times, feeling his ears grow hot.

Which girl talks to a boy this way? And just the two of them at that! Zhen Yu—she’s really treating him like he’s not an outsider.

But if she actually treated him as an outsider, Han Mingyue would probably be even more unhappy.

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Since she did not plan to go out, Zhen Yu wore very homely clothes and simply left her hair untied.

She invited Han Mingyue into her small bedroom to study together, but as soon as he sat down, he started asking for the letter.

Zhen Yu hesitated for a moment before asking him, "If I might get published, do you still want to see it now?"

Han Mingyue was taken aback for a second and asked seriously: "Not a rejection?"

"Um, a revision."

Han Mingyue pondered for a minute. She probably wanted him to wait for a printed copy. Thus, he looked up and said, "I’ll wait for you to send me a copy."

Zhen Yu couldn’t hold back and a smile flickered across her face before she hid it away, "Okay."

Han Mingyue couldn’t help but smile broadly, feeling amazed and joyful at correctly guessing her thoughts.

Having put aside this topic, the two of them buried themselves in their studies.

At noon, Han Mingyue was planning to go home for lunch, but Zhen Yu asked him to stay. He didn’t hold back and stayed for the meal—it wasn’t like he hadn’t eaten at the Zhen family’s home before, anyway.

As for Jiaoyang, he had his own things to do, so he could eat by himself!

After Zhen Yan came home, the three of them had lunch together and sat in the living room chatting and watching TV.

"Finals are coming up next Monday, how are you two prepared?" Han Mingyue asked the Zhen siblings with concern.

Zhen Yu responded naturally: "I’m fine."

But Zhen Yan grimaced, "I have a problem! I don’t think I can do as well as last time."

"You call that doing well last time? It was just not bad," Zhen Yu ruthlessly remarked: "Are you planning to drop off the honor roll this time?"

Zhen Yan shook his head repeatedly, "No, no!"

"Better not!" Zhen Yu continued, "Otherwise, "

"Little sister! Brother is begging you! No more homework, please!" Zhen Yan immediately pleaded.

Zhen Yu was unyielding, "It depends on how well you do!" then turned to Han Mingyue, "How about you? Are you ready?"

"Should be fine."

"First place?"

"I can’t guarantee that."

Zhen Yu pursed her lips, not expecting this Shen Qi to be quite impressive! Looking forward to the competition after moving up a level!

"Is the midterm’s first place really that impressive?"

"Her English is better than mine," Han Mingyue admitted truthfully.

"I’ll tutor you this afternoon!"

WTF? What did I just hear? Zhen Yan’s mouth fell open in shock as he turned his head to look at his sister—are you crazy? A junior high freshman tutoring a sophomore? What kind of joke is this?

When he finally managed to speak, what came out was, "Why don’t you give your brother an English lesson too?"

"Sure!"

Han Mingyue: "..."

Am I hallucinating? Or has the world turned into fantasy...