Rebirth: The Comeback of the Girl
Chapter 67: Meals and Tutoring

Chapter 67: Chapter 67: Meals and Tutoring

Stuffed to the brim, Qian Duoduo leaned back in a corner of the living room, complaining, "Zhen Yu, is there anything you don’t know how to do? With you being so amazing, what chance do the rest of us have?"

Bai Xue chuckled nonstop, "Of course, we should just cling to her coattails! Just go to her whenever there’s something to do! What a relief!"

"Oh!" After having her fill, Qian Duoduo seemed to have a brain freeze, not reacting after giving a single response.

Zhen Yu was speechless.

What’s with Bai Xue acting like she’s latched onto her now? Does she still want to reach the peak of her life or what?

Once the System Mall opens, I must figure out a way to make Bai Xue study hard!

Even if she’s a bad student, she has to be a diamond-grade one; I absolutely can’t let her be a glass shard!

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Zhen Yu was contemplating Bai Xue’s life when Qian Duoduo suddenly stood up straight, determinedly saying, "No way! I can’t lose to Zhen Yu! I have to strive on my own! I want to be the big thigh!"

The other academically poor students looked at her like she was insane.

Han Mingyue and Zhen Yan, on the other hand, quite appreciated Qian Duoduo’s aspirations. Having ambitions is a good thing, isn’t it!

Zhen Yu gave Bai Xue a knowing look.

"Look at that! Now that’s a normal person! Are you seriously content with just freeloading at such a young age? Retirement life really suits you, doesn’t it?"

Bai Xue gazed into the sky, pretending not to see.

Pouting, she thought, "It’s not just me, even Han Jiayang and Fu Yu act the same way. Just because a female top student shows up, they only ever chastise me! Always lecturing me alone!"

Han Mingyue is always around! Why don’t you ever lecture those two male bad students?

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After spacing out for a bit more, Qian Duoduo said her goodbyes and went home.

As soon as she arrived, Mrs. Qian grabbed her for a thorough interrogation.

"Duoduo, did you have lunch? Are you hungry? Didn’t you go to gather firewood? Why did it take you so long to come back?"

If it weren’t for Qian Duoduo actually holding two big bundles of purple kindling, Mrs. Qian almost thought her daughter had lied to her.

Mr. Qian took the kindling from his daughter’s hands, soothing his wife, "Don’t worry! She went out with Zhen Yu, how could she possibly get lost?"

"It’s not that! Why do you trust that Zhen Yu so much?" Mrs. Qian was particularly puzzled. What kind of spell had this girl cast on Old Qian?

If it weren’t junior high but high school or college instead, Mrs. Qian would even suspect her husband had something unseemly with a student...

Unaware of his wife’s suspicions, Mr. Qian smiled mysteriously, "You’ll understand when she comes over for a study session next week."

This was the moment Qian Duoduo had the opportunity to interject, "Mom! I had lunch at Zhen Yu’s place! She made it! Her cooking skills are so good!"

"Oh! She knows how to cook?" Mr. Qian was surprised.

Mrs. Qian was also taken aback, "She cooked? Isn’t she the same age as you?"

Qian Duoduo sincerely exclaimed, "Yeah! I feel like she knows how to do so much!"

"Was dad right to encourage you to be friends with her?" Mr. Qian took the chance to interject.

"Yep! I really like her! I think she’s perfect." She paused and then added four words, "Except for being taciturn."

"Pfft..." Mrs. Qian laughed, hearing her daughter praise a peer this much for the first time, and she felt reassured.

She teased her daughter, "Then with her cooking being so good, you must have eaten your fill!"

"More than that!" Qian Duoduo said, astonished, "I overate! You didn’t see that table, not even a leaf of vegetable was left!"

Mr. and Mrs. Qian looked at each other, with Mr. Qian saying, "Hearing you say that, I’m envious! How about we have Zhen Yu show off her cooking at our place next week?"

"Sure, sure!" Qian Duoduo jumped excitedly.

"I’ll tell her tomorrow! Let’s see if she dares to refuse! Offering a meal in exchange for you tutoring her, that’s such a good deal!"

-

If Zhen Yu were here, she would definitely say, "Good deal my foot, it’s a huge loss, alright!"

Originally, she could gain 100 Knowledge Points on the weekends, equivalent to one extra Ability Point per day.

Now, look at that, it’s turned into one every two days...

Not just that, but she’s also got people eyeing her to be their chef...

Talk about being as bitter as a gourd falling onto the roof; this is pure misery!

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After dinner, Zhen Yu sat in front of her desk.

In her past life, she knew that Han Mingyue took to the path of writing after he wrote a perfect score essay in the college entrance examination.

His previously published works were all uncovered by the media.

Zhen Yu had neither the time nor the energy to pay attention to the details, and the newspaper she specially purchased listed many of his works but didn’t describe how he embarked on the path of writing.

After junior high school, Zhen Yu was always struggling at the edge of keeping fed and dropping out, without extra money to buy the journals that published his tofu block-sized articles.

By the time she started working, those publications were no longer available for purchase.

This life was different for her, and she tried early on to study essay writing with Han Mingyue.

Although the results were not ideal, Zhen Yu was not afraid.

If her talent wasn’t enough, she could compensate with system ability points.

It was just that because studies came first, she thought about waiting before adding more points.

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Now that Han Mingyue had taken the first step, Zhen Yu intuitively felt that his submission to "Children’s Literature" would certainly be successful.

That presented a question.

Should she add points to writing and submit articles with him?

Or should she diligently practice and wait for the era of online literature to arrive before adding points?

Or take the middle ground and wait until she gets into high school before transferring ability points to writing?

Zhen Yu ultimately chose the third option.

By her calculations, by that time her study skills would have long been maxed out!

But Zhen Yu still wanted to silently accompany Han Mingyue on part of his journey.

Even if she knew she was bound to fail, she still wanted to submit articles with Han Mingyue.

To submit to every call for submissions.

She didn’t share this thought with Han Mingyue; due to a bit of secretive scheming, Zhen Yu really didn’t have the nerve to tell him.

So, on such a night, Zhen Yu wrote the first article she had ever submitted since her rebirth.

She went to sleep with the envelope under her pillow.

-

Monday’s early self-study session was Teacher Cao’s private domain.

Early in the morning, all the first and second year junior high students were informed of some dire news.

The junior high school reform was enacted.

Zhen Yu sat amidst a group of emotionally charged classmates, her face as placid as an ancient well.

Teacher Cao looked at her strangely, thinking she was too calm.

He used to think she was indifferent to everything, but today he suddenly realized, could this little one be missing a screw?

Zhen Yu (missing a screw) was cursing in her heart.

Dammit! Dammit! Dammit!

The Liu Ting in front of her and the Qian Duoduo at her side were like a thousand ducks chattering!

The Wu Qiong to her left and the smelly Mou Yi were comparable to loudspeakers at the entrance of a 2-yuan shop!

Fu Yu kicking the leg of her stool from behind was pushing her endurance to the limit!

If it weren’t for Teacher Cao watching her from the lectern, Zhen Yu really wanted to bend down, reach out, and break his legs!

She was grinding her teeth inwardly, keep kicking! Keep going! I must deal with you, you little brat, at noon!

With an expressionless face, Zhen Yu watched the Class Leader Qiao speaking to her sideways, clenching her fists until they cracked.

Qiao Xian was talking when he suddenly felt a chill down his spine, quickly shut up, and turned around to sit properly.

Better run before the tigress gets angry!

-

Teacher Cao patiently waited for ten minutes before the clamor below the lectern subsided a bit.

He coughed loudly, and seeing the students quietly looking at him, he cracked a rare joke, "That’s how the situation is, the state of affairs exactly as described. You’ve got to study either way, whether you want to or not. Now everyone kindly pay attention in class!"