Whispering of the Past

ilding from the moment the sign-up list went up. Whispers buzzed through t

ar? Li Xinyu

ven been in the

g, right? Competing

No matter how many memories she had from her past life, no matter how mature she felt now, she was

rfe

was weak. Let them

her greate

math shortcuts and science formulas like old friends. Her hand flew over the pages of her notebo

she'd been afraid to compete. Afraid of the spotlight. Afra

the librarian cleared her th

dear. We'r

Thank you,

her things, h

pped up on he

n't study too hard.

tared

crept up

idn't

d the number under

let fear win.

ium was buzzing. Forty students sat in rows, waiting for their names to be ca

l-designed to crush your confidence and expose your limits. Only the top three scor

fourth row, pen in

e, she saw Lin Zeyan walk

lean muscles of someone who probably played piano or boxed in his spare

l the

a joke?" s

barely interested.

sitting n

So

nk I won'

it doesn

d gave him a dry smile.

-surprise, amusement, maybe even

timer

st was

Then came science, then literature. Questions flipped from C

e's pen di

time. Her past life had given her knowledge no one else had. But what s

g out. She was thinking clearly, answerin

nt, she fel

e noticed

His expression never change

rrifying as s

eling hours, t

exhaled slowly. Her hand was cramp

r collected

ould be posted

omparing answers, Lin Zeyan stayed behind. He was

r a moment, then

ink you'll make

chin. "I don't

is head. "Yo

ave

t pretendin

him closely. "N

ntly. "Good lu

s something else. A soft ackn

. all of th

rnals, making mental notes of future opportunities she didn't want to miss this time. Scholars

ushing her hair in front

she saw something th

well. It was from her past life, a reminder of that rainy night, when s

was a new b

he scar st

trembled as s

that her body wa

ime-or had her soul been re

led her more than s

ay mo

one was staring at the notice board. Students were whisperin

breath and pushed

here i

ol Academic Decath

an – Sco

ue – Sco

– Scor

red at h

ond

had m

but disbelief. She had done it. Her name was printed there

ance. A diff

someone cla

urned

n Z

the team," he

m a slow, kn

ready to los

areful. That almost s

nce, surprisin

e... this new life

played i

stayed

ever forgot who the

s from the past were

ing to let her rewri