Rebirth: The Comeback of the Girl
Chapter 45 Gossip Material from Various Families

Chapter 45: Chapter 45 Gossip Material from Various Families

Qian Family, lunchtime.

"Duoduo, what’s the name of the girl I asked about today?"

Mrs. Qian, a natural science teacher at Siying Primary School, teased Mr. Qian with a slight jest, "Don’t you recognize your own students?"

Without lifting his head, Qian Duoduo continued to pick up food, "Don’t know, don’t recognize."

Teacher Qian chuckled, "Ah, school just started! Later on, I’ll get a seating chart from Old Cao, I still can’t match faces and names yet."

Mrs. Qian let out a light laugh, "Hehe, it’ll be fine in a few days."

Teacher Qian nodded, "Yes! Let’s eat."

-

Fu Family, lunchtime.

"How does it feel on your first day of junior high?" While serving her son some food, Mrs. Fu asked.

"Nothing special!" Fu Yu shoveled in a mouthful of rice, then suddenly asked, "Mom, does anyone in the Zhen Family speak English?"

Mrs. Fu was taken aback, glanced at Fu’s father, then shook her head, "Haven’t heard of any."

"Then today the teacher asked Zhen Yu if she’d been exposed to English before, and she said yes!"

Mrs. Fu’s eyes swiveled slightly, "Why did the teacher ask her that?"

"Because she, she recited the alphabet during the first English class."

Mrs. Fu’s smile grew even brighter as she added another helping of food to her son’s bowl, "Hey, whether she has or not, what’s it got to do with you? Just eat your food!"

Fu Yu didn’t make another peep.

-

Han Family, after lunch.

"Dad, give me some medical masks."

Mr. Han was bewildered, "What do you need those for?"

There was a moment of silence before Han Mingyue told the truth, "Xiao Yu’s deskmate has body odor."

While handing a bundle of masks to his son, Mr. Han chuckled teasingly, "You know how to care for your little wife already! You’re even starting to give away stuff from the house."

Han Mingyue’s face turned red ’whoosh’, afraid that his father might notice, he kept his head down, took the masks, and walked out without a word.

Mr. Han didn’t let his eldest son off easily, shouting behind him, "Hey, in such a rush to deliver?"

Han Mingyue felt his cheeks burning; he thought he was about to be driven mad by his teasing father.

It was only after walking a considerable distance that he calmed down and slowed his pace toward the school.

-

Zhen Yu called her brother to leave for school a bit earlier, and once there, she went straight to Class 2-1.

Knock knock---

With about a dozen students scattered around the classroom, hearing the knock, Han Mingyue immediately looked up, and seeing that it was indeed Zhen Yu, he put away his book and fetched a stack of masks from his desk and headed toward the door.

As soon as he stepped out of the classroom, the students inside began to discuss loudly.

"Who’s that little girl?"

"Don’t know, not from 2-2, right?"

"What’s Han Mingyue holding in his hand?"

"Didn’t see clearly, how did she find her way here?"

"Hey, what’s their relationship?"

"Tch, Han Mingyue, that nerd, is always studying! What relationship could there be!"

"True that! Even if the class monitor asks him something, he doesn’t pay attention. He’s gone silly from studying..."

-

Zhen Yu and Han Mingyue didn’t linger at the door, but walked all the way to the flagpole before Han Mingyue handed over the masks.

"Thank you." Zhen Yu wasn’t merely being polite, she just felt that since she would be the one using them, it would have been reasonable for her to fetch them herself. Now that he had taken the initiative to bring them to her, it was only appropriate to express her gratitude.

As for purchasing, Zhen Yu hadn’t even thought about it. In her hometown, favors between people were valued, and talking about money would hurt feelings.

So, all she had to do was wait for a chance to repay the favor one day.

Obviously, Han Mingyue didn’t overthink it either and serenely accepted her thanks.

"Just make do with this for now, we can go buy the commonly used kind this weekend! My dad said this kind doesn’t breathe well."

"I think my class will change seats again." Zhen Yu couldn’t help but sound a bit resentful, "I hope they can change my deskmate."

Han Mingyue put her hands behind her back and softly said, "Sure! Good luck."

Zhen Yu’s tone just now made him inexplicably want to pat her head and comfort her, but luckily he restrained himself and turned his hands behind his back.

Zhen Yu sat back on the concrete platform, swinging her feet, and said, "I don’t want to go into the classroom at all!"

"Then don’t go in yet."

Zhen Yu, as if she hadn’t heard Han Mingyue’s words, murmured to herself, "I wonder how many days it will last..."

Han Mingyue said seriously, "Body odor is persistent, and they say it can’t be cured."

Zhen Yu: "..."

Zhen Yu returned to her classroom and didn’t put on her mask immediately, still hoping that they might change seats today.

Because the first class in the afternoon was math.

Teacher Cao, just like in the previous life, was highly efficient, distributing test papers while actually changing students’ seats.

Zhen Yu waited and waited... and waited...

Until Teacher Cao announced the start of the review...

So she understood that her deskmate would not be changed, and quietly felt sorry for herself for a second.

Liu Ting was moved to sit in front of Mou Jingjing, while Fu Yu took Liu Ting’s original seat—the one right behind Zhen Yu.

Once he moved over, he kicked the back of Zhen Yu’s chair from under the desk, as if to vent his frustration.

Zhen Yu kept her cool on the surface, not giving the child the time of day, not even turning her head.

But in her heart, she imagined giving Fu Yu a good kick and shove, back and forth, a hundred times.

Then, feeling refreshed, she picked up her perfect score test paper, and began to follow Teacher Cao’s explanation.

After enduring another class of odors, the period finally ended with the bell, and as soon as Teacher Cao left, Mou Jingjing started yelling.

"My deskmate scored 120! Does anyone in our class have a higher score than hers?"

Zhen Yu glanced at her and thought, you don’t even know a perfect score is 120 in middle school, are you an idiot or what?

If you want a higher score, you’ll need to take the college entrance exam, where the maximum is 150...

Liu Ting was the first to turn around, grabbed Zhen Yu’s paper to take a look, and exclaimed, "Really! It’s a perfect score! Zhen Yu, you’re amazing!"

A disdainful snort came from behind Zhen Yu, "Tsk—"

It was Fu Yu.

Some students who had been in the same class as Zhen Yu in elementary school also started to discuss.

"Is Zhen Yu that good?"

"I thought her grades weren’t this good before?"

"I remember she was only around the top ten..."

As if she hadn’t heard the discussions around her, Zhen Yu calmly took out a mask from her desk and put it on.

Right after she put the mask on, her female deskmate asked in a slightly surprised whisper, "Why are you wearing a mask in the classroom?"

At the same time, a girl diagonally in front leaned over and said loudly with arrogance, "My deskmate got a perfect score too! Qian Duoduo in our class often gets perfect scores! And she’s always been the top of the grade! It’s not a big deal to score a perfect score just once!"

"..." Zhen Yu silently turned her head and gave the girl who had just dragged her into this animosity a glance before explaining in a low voice, "I have a cold, I’m afraid of infecting others."

Mou Jingjing gave Zhen Yu a meaningful look but did not say anything else.

Amidst the chaos, the class monitor went to the podium and notified everyone to hand in their summer holiday homework.

Zhen Yu, who brought her summer holiday homework back and forth from home in the morning, handed it in and returned to her seat.

Just as she sat down, she felt a sudden pain on her scalp.

"Let go!"

Zhen Yu reprimanded.

Fu Yu scoffed indifferently and released Zhen Yu’s ponytail, asking, "Why are you wearing a mask?"

Without turning her head, Zhen Yu replied, "I have a cold!"

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