A Grand Reappearance

"I've interviewed with over twenty companies."

"For no reason, I kept trying desperately, ignoring the gazes around me."

"But... I failed them all!"

"If you're going to say you've had such a rough time, at least don't do it with a smile..."

Tang Yao listened to the headache-inducing statement and shot a helpless glance at the applicant across from her. She couldn't help but say, "Besides, isn't all your work experience, aside from graphic design, related to games? You even made fan games when you were a student... The game industry is booming lately. Compared to being a manga editor, I actually suggest you try the game industry. You'd probably have a better future there."

"I've tried, and they all rejected me."

Across from Tang Yao, a dejected, melancholic, and balding man let out a long sigh at her words. If they weren't indoors, he probably would have pulled out a cigarette.

--In short, it's all a story.

"..."

...All?

Hearing the word 'all,' which clearly carried a lot of weight, Tang Yao couldn't help but take a closer look at the applicant in front of her.

Kang Ming, sitting opposite Tang Yao, couldn't maintain his composure under her scrutinizing gaze and felt a blush creep onto his face.

Actually, from his previous self-incriminating statements, it was clear this fellow wasn't exactly shy.

But... he couldn't help it when the woman in front of him was so outstanding.

In fact, the publishing house Tang Yao worked for was located in the most prosperous heart of the city, an area that certainly wasn't lacking in glamorous, sophisticated women, nor was it lacking in beauties.

If anything, Kang Ming had seen quite a few on his way here.

In comparison, Tang Yao's makeup and attire could be described as perfunctory... She wore barely noticeable light makeup, perhaps not even wearing any at all, and her clothing was very ordinary – a simple white shirt paired with black straight-leg trousers, a completely understated outfit.

If you were to disregard her figure, appearance, and aura, she would be utterly unremarkable.

But the problem was, he couldn't ignore the facts...

That flawless, jade-like beautiful face, those sparkling, lively eyes, that sweet aura between maturity and youth... Logically, if God opens one door, he must close another, right? But not only was the girl in front of him beautiful, her figure was also unfairly good, with those heaven-defying curves...

So, which window did God actually close for her?

Kang Ming was still pondering this.

Regardless, he was here for an interview, yet he felt an inexplicable sense of inferiority, as if he were dirtying the air just by sitting across from her...

Meanwhile.

Tang Yao observed the applicant for a moment, then after a brief silence, spoke again, "Other small companies..."

Kang Ming sighed and said in self-abandonment, "I've basically been to all the game companies out there, and they all rejected me."

"So you're here to try your luck with us, right?"

"..."

Alright.

Tang Yao finally understood how he accumulated over twenty interview experiences.

She picked up the documents on the desk with some helplessness and looked them over again. Hesitantly, she said, "Actually, your resume is very impressive. Although you don't have relevant work experience, since HR approved it, if you really want to give it a try, I can..."

"..."

Kang Ming, who had already given up hope, looked up sharply upon hearing this.

Is this girl an angel? he thought.

"Wait a moment, don't get too excited. It's not up to me... Most of the team members are out, and the editor-in-chief had to attend a very important meeting at the last minute. I'm just filling in for him to meet you."

Tang Yao raised her fair hand, signaling Kang Ming to calm down, and added, "Whether it's a go or not still needs to be reviewed by the editor-in-chief. However, I'll do my best to write a positive evaluation for you."

"...Thank you."

Kang Ming blinked, then lowered his head again. Although a bit disappointed, he still expressed his gratitude, as if he were used to it. "So, I'll go back and wait for your notice?"

"Yes, have a good day. I should be leaving soon too..."

Tang Yao gave a clear answer and stood up.

However, after standing up, she didn't leave immediately. Instead, she reached into the pen holder on the desk and took out a pair of paper-cutting scissors. Holding the scissors, she gently swung them, a hint of killing intent in her expression, as if she were about to stab someone.

"???"

Kang Ming, who had the hairstyle of a strong person at such a young age, was stunned.

What is she doing?

Is this part of the interview?

He looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, who was gently waving scissors with a hint of murderous intent in her pretty peach blossom eyes, and asked with some apprehension, "This is?"

"Don't be nervous... It's not aimed at you."

Tang Yao came back to her senses at his words. Holding the scissors, she turned and smiled gently. Her smile, complete with dimples, was like a blooming cornflower, exuding captivating charm. "I'm just preparing my weapon for chasing down overdue manuscripts... Don't worry."

Oh, so it's a weapon for chasing down manuscripts... Wait! That doesn't sound right at all!

Kang Ming started to sweat. "A weapon... for chasing manuscripts?"

"Yeah, I originally wanted to buy a cleaver, but unfortunately, it's not easy to carry."

"……Are all manga editors like this?"

"Depends on the person."

"That's good then……"

"The editor I know usually carries a cleaver."

"!!!!!"

"……"

Kang Ming felt completely awful. He glanced at the girl radiating murderous intent, then at his resume, and suddenly had the urge to snatch his resume back and run……

Actually, it wouldn't be impossible to try applying to a game company again.

But unfortunately.

After Tang Yao finished selecting her weapon, she picked up the resume on the table and left the reception room directly.

Tang Yao walked out of the reception room with the resume, returned to her workstation to put it away, and then headed out with two document bags.

She wasn't kidding; she was really going to chase after the manuscript.

Even though she absolutely didn't want to, she couldn't drag it out any longer… She walked out of the company and to the roadside, flagging down a car.

Soon.

A taxi stopped.

Tang Yao opened the rear door, said "excuse me," and gave an address in a high-end residential area not far from the city center.

But the driver didn't move. The middle-aged man, who had been driving a taxi for several years, turned his head to look in the rearview mirror. He stared for about five seconds before reacting and starting the car.

Even after the car started, he kept glancing into the rearview mirror.

"……"

Tang Yao moved to the side somewhat helplessly, sitting by the window and using the seat to block his view.

Only then did the driver look away, but his face was still filled with astonishment.

"……So why exactly?"

Tang Yao looked at the scenery outside the car window, feeling a bit angry, especially when she recalled the driver's gaze just now… She couldn't help but lean forward slightly, resting her forehead against the seat with a look of utter despair, and muttered in a low voice.

She had been here for a week already, but honestly, she still couldn't quite figure out her situation.

If you say rebirth, it doesn't really feel like it, since her gender doesn't even match…

But if you say transmigration, there are déjà vu moments everywhere. The only remaining explanation seems to be parallel worlds.

But this parallel world is too strange.

The mobile internet is on the verge of booming.

Online games are still thriving, yet many things are inexplicably primitive.

At the same time, there's a complete animation industry in the country.

It's even about to enter the era of the mobile internet, yet traditional magazines are still alive.

Even more exaggerated is the vast territory that dominates more than half of Asia…

Tang Yao couldn't quite understand it, but she was greatly shocked.

Yes.

She didn't originally belong to this world; at least, her soul didn't.

When she first arrived, she resisted, complained, and gave up on herself.

But after going through the four stages of shock, denial, anger, and depression, She accepted her fate… She had no choice but to accept it, because she would starve if she didn't work, so she went to work.

Her position? Manga Editor!

A profession that wasn't well-known in her previous life, and one she had never done before.

After a week of painful adjustment and frantically flipping through the original owner's memories, she had a rough idea of what this job entailed.

And then she discovered that this job was pretty good, it was just that she no longer wanted to live…

Because this profession is too awful.

She was a workhorse in her previous life, and she still has to be a workhorse after transmigrating.

Then what was the point of transmigrating?

Tang Yao was already planning to resign and run away.

But before that, she still had to do this job.

There was no other way; poverty made her endure humiliation.

Poverty forced her out of the company, despite her extreme reluctance.

In fact, this was the situation she was most dissatisfied with. Even the gender issues that had been bothering her so much after starting work seemed insignificant in the face of this demanding job as a 'Manga Editor'.

As for why she was so dissatisfied...

"Little girl, we're here."

The driver's voice broke the silence.

Tang Yao snapped back to reality, let out a long sigh, paid the fare, and got out of the car.

After exiting, she looked up at the cluster of high-end residential buildings in the prime downtown location not far away. She sighed again before walking in with heavy steps.

Ten minutes later.

Tang Yao arrived at Building C, the center of the complex, on the 20th floor, and rang the doorbell.

Although she really didn't want to be here, and her mood was heavy.

The moment she rang the doorbell, she put away her unnecessary expressions and tried her best to appear more assertive.

Though the effect wasn't great.

Soon, accompanied by footsteps, the door opened, revealing a man in his thirties with round glasses and a somewhat dull expression.

The moment he saw Tang Yao, his eyes lit up: "Editor Tang."

"...Assistant Li, sorry to bother you. Is Teacher Ou in?"

Tang Yao greeted him politely, then looked past Assistant Li and got straight to the point: "I'm here to discuss this issue's storyboards."

"..."

Hearing this, the assistant, surnamed Li, remembered something, and the joy in his eyes instantly faded.

Her expression shifted, and she subconsciously turned around.

The moment he turned back.

An impatient voice came from behind him.

"Li Jiang! Is that the female editor? If it is, tell her to get lost! I've eaten more salt than she's eaten rice! Does she understand character development? Or plot? Or drawing!? An outsider! Where did she get the nerve to criticize and say my drawing isn't good?

Tell her to get lost, as far away as possible!"

The impatient voice wasn't exactly quiet.

Li Jiang heard it.

Tang Yao certainly heard it too.

"..."

Li Jiang turned back with some embarrassment, looked sheepishly at Tang Yao, and hesitated to speak.

Tang Yao's expression was unreadable.

That's right.

This was one of the reasons she didn't want to do this...

I feel like I'm going to forget how to write if I don't start a new book soon... So, is this a rehabilitation book? To be honest, my previous book hit me too hard, and I became a bit fearful. I don't think I can go on like this... And so, this book came to be. From the beginning, you can probably tell where the inspiration for this book comes from. But honestly, being a Manga Editor is just a starting point. This time, the young girl's goal is to become a member of the adult world, because I want to try and see if I can connect the things I like...

If you can forgive me, and if you feel a little hopeful after reading, please support me...

Also, I'm sorry for taking so long.