The Shuang Qiao twins always wore either identical or very similar clothes.
Same height, same faces, same hairstyles, same clothes, and often even the same shoes.
How many people could easily tell apart the elder from the younger in such identical twin sisters?
Unless someone was very familiar with them, they could only tell who was the older sister by their tone of voice when they spoke.
Qiao Yousi was comparatively quieter and cooler, while Qiao Zai Shui was more active and talkative.
Of course, Qiao Zai Shui would be more talkative only if she knew someone well.
Today, they both wore short-sleeved T-shirts and casual capri pants paired with boat shoes, clean and tidy yet fashionable. The short-sleeved T-shirts and capri pants showcased their slender and round legs to great advantage.
As the Shuang Qiao twins walked down the rural road, they looked like two models there for a photoshoot.
Fang Lin was dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, exuding a professional and efficient aura from head to toe.
Qin Piao was wearing track pants and a plaid shirt. No matter what she wore, her graceful figure always oozed alluring sexiness.
"Alright. Let's call the monitor too," Luo Yang responded.
"Jiaxin, come down," Qin Piao shouted.
Hong Jiaxin had heard what Qiao Yousi had just said.
"I'm not going, you guys go ahead," Hong Jiaxin said.
Leaving Hong Jiaxin alone at home, Luo Yang felt uneasy.
Zhang Jing had planned to come to Qin Piao's house for breakfast, but she hadn't shown up.
If she came later, she would be there to keep Hong Jiaxin company.
Knowing Zhang Jing was no ordinary person, Luo Yang couldn't help but be on guard around her.
Since he couldn't yet determine whether she was friend or foe, he felt embarrassed to make his stance clear.
Once he got Zhang Jing's identity card, he would be able to investigate her real identity.
However, identity cards can be faked too.
Luo Yang would still need to contact Zhu Li to check it out, that way he could verify the authenticity of the identity card.
"I'll go up and call her," Luo Yang said.
So the other beauties waited outside while Luo Yang went upstairs.
Hong Jiaxin was reading a book in her room.
Seeing Luo Yang enter, she threw her Chinese textbook at him.
Luo Yang easily caught it in his hand and laughed, "Monitor, don't throw things around. It's not good to develop bad habits."
Still not over her anger, Hong Jiaxin grabbed a pillow and threw it at Luo Yang.
There were two pillows on the bed, one belonged to Hong Jiaxin, the other to Suyun.
Hong Jiaxin threw both pillows at him, and as Luo Yang caught them he said with a laugh, "Monitor, you're in for it now, daring to throw Teacher Su's pillow, I'm going to tell Teacher Su tonight."
Seeing Luo Yang's shameless persistence, Hong Jiaxin laughed out of sheer irritation.
"If you don't get out, I'm going to beat you up!" Hong Jiaxin chided, holding back laughter.
"Monitor, let's go and take a walk to clear our minds. When we come back, I'll teach you Chinese," Luo Yang boasted unabashedly.
It was known that he was a universally acknowledged poor student.
Hong Jiaxin, as a top student, couldn't help but be amused and bemused by the poor student's words.
"If you dare to say you'll teach me Chinese again, I'll fight you!" Hong Jiaxin threatened with a laugh as she pounced toward him.
"Monitor, don't underestimate me. Wait until the mid-term exams, and I'll show you what I'm capable of," Luo Yang said while dodging.
Hong Jiaxin laughed in exasperation.
She truly didn't believe Luo Yang could ever outperform her.
However, she had recently realized that Luo Yang really did have an excellent memory.
After eating the magical fruit in the Shennong Scripture landscape painting, Luo Yang had acquired super memory.
Scanning a line and memorizing everything in one glance—these were just trivial matters for him.
Whether one scores high in liberal arts exams can depend on memory, and Luo Yang didn't dare claim he could excel in the sciences, but with liberal arts, he was confident in scoring high.
Seeing Hong Jiaxin so genuinely happy, Luo Yang felt gratified as well.
Ever since their parents had disappeared without a trace, Hong Jiaxin had lost her usual liveliness, and it was rare to see her smile.
"Monitor, let's go," Luo Yang said, putting the pillow and textbook back on the bed.
"I'm not going," Hong Jiaxin lay down on the bed.
As Luo Yang approached, Hong Jiaxin tried to kick him away.
In reality, Luo Yang had only good intentions.
"Big sister isn't going!" Hong Jiaxin gestured with her hand.
"Monitor, if Master calls you, do you dare not go?" Luo Yang asked with a smile.
Indeed, she was his disciple.
"Big sister is still your monitor," Hong Jiaxin said with a smile.
During their conversation, Luo Yang had already dragged Hong Jiaxin out of the room.
"I haven't put on my shoes yet," Hong Jiaxin protested.
So Luo Yang reluctantly let her back into the room.
He lit a cigarette and placed it between his lips.
When Hong Jiaxin came over, he teased her by blowing a puff of smoke her way.
"I'm going to kill you!"
Hong Jiaxin exploded, striking Luo Yang with all her might.
Sensing trouble, Luo Yang slipped away with a laugh.
Hong Jiaxin chased after him, filled with a vengeful urgency, even though she knew she couldn't catch him.
By then Luo Yang had descended several flights of stairs; even if their speeds were similar, Hong Jiaxin couldn't catch up to Luo Yang.
Moreover, Luo Yang's descent was faster than hers.
Seeing him about to get away scot-free, Hong Jiaxin could no longer contain herself and, with a shriek, exclaimed, "I'm going to take you down!"
Luo Yang glanced back at Hong Jiaxin as he fled downstairs.
He had been better off not looking because what he saw sent a chill down his spine.
He saw Hong Jiaxin leaping down after him; if she landed on Luo Yang, she would at least have the rebounding force to cushion her fall, otherwise, she would hit the steps hard and definitely get injured.
In that split-second, Luo Yang swiftly turned around, braced himself, and got ready to catch her.
When Hong Jiaxin lunged at him, Luo Yang caught her.
Luckily they were almost at the bottom of the stairs, so Luo Yang kicked against the wall, and they both hit it together.
After stepping on the cement landing, Luo Yang quickly asked, "Monitor, are you hurt?"
Initially, Hong Jiaxin was furious, but hearing his caring and considerate words, the anger in her heart dissipated significantly.