Reborn as the twin sister of the male protagonist with her mortal enemy

Zheng Hanqiu was really speechless. "Do you still remember your first grade result in the junior high school entrance exam?"

Zheng Juzi was slightly stunned, "I remember."

"How many?"

"I got full marks as well." I was also number one in the county at that time, how come you don't remember it?

"You remember it so clearly. It seems that the most glorious time in your life was when you took the exam." Zheng Hanqiu said sarcastically.

Zheng Juzi was slightly angry: "Who said that? You say it's great, but don't you still rely on me to do great things?!"

Zheng Hanqiu looked like he could live well without you, and said coldly: "It's okay for me not to do anything big."

Zheng Juzi...his fist hit the cotton.

"I know what you're thinking." Zheng Hanqiu spoke in a nonchalant manner, "Without you, my parents would still raise me."

Zheng Juzi...

Zheng Hanqiu: "I deserve the design fee. With this money, can't I buy a house in Guangzhou or Shanghai to rent out, and live in the countryside for the rest of my life, making tea and appreciating flowers?"

Zheng Juzi was actually unable to hold back her words for a moment, and after a while she said, "Okay then, I'll work alone from now on and be a lonely rich woman, living a life where I have so much money that I don't know how to spend it all."

Zheng Hanqiu: “That won’t work.”

"why?"

Zheng Hanqiu held her sister's hand affectionately and said, "I am your sister, how can I let you live such a miserable life."

What should I do? I really want to do it. Zheng Juzi frowned and stared at her.

"Don't worry, sister will definitely help you with spending money." Zheng Hanqiu smiled.

Zheng Juzi: "Get lost!"

Zheng Hanqiu said in a coquettish voice: "Don't want it, Mr. Goldman."

Zheng Juzi shuddered all over: "Can you please stop imitating me? I'm getting goosebumps."

Zheng Hanqiu just smiled: "You have goose bumps now? I used to get goose bumps when I heard you talk."

Zheng Feizhou also quietly squeezed over, probably because he heard Zheng Juzi say that she didn't know how to spend money every day, and said to her very seriously: "Second sister, although I don't spend much, I can help you spend it."

Zheng Juzi puffed up his cheeks and said, "You get out too!"

Director Zhong couldn't convince Zheng Guixiang or Mu Xiaoyun. He was so angry when he saw the three siblings whispering to each other that he glared at them fiercely.

The three of them... were speechless.

Director Zhong rolled his eyes when he saw Zheng Feizhou, and said to Mu Xiaoyun with a fake smile: "Your daughter is reluctant to go to a faraway place to suffer, and your son will also take the junior high school entrance exam in the future. Can he also stay in this small town?"

Combined with his tone, even the three class teachers who came to compete for Zheng Feizhou could hear the threat in his words.

Today Mu Xiaoyun doesn’t allow his two daughters to go to the No. 1 Middle School in the county, so tomorrow he won’t allow his son to take the entrance exam to the No. 1 Middle School either?

It was only after Director Zhong returned that he found out that although Zheng Hanqiu's grades were not as good as her sister's full marks, they were also very good. If she participated in the independent enrollment of the county's No. 1 Middle School, she would definitely be able to enter the key class.

If I had known yesterday, I should have told both sisters to go to No. 1 Middle School. But today, when I mentioned this, the parents of the two children just didn’t agree.

At that time, the trend of only children going to school had not yet arrived. This was the first time Director Zhong had seen someone who was afraid that his children would suffer and did not allow them to study far away. He could simply be said to be stubborn and unrepentant.

Her daughter is independent and she doesn't want her to suffer, so Mu Xiaoyun really doesn't think there is anything wrong with her daughter staying in town to study.

She also has traditional ideas - no matter how well a girl studies, she will get married in the future, and after marriage she will have to serve her parents-in-law. It is better to let them live a more comfortable life as girls.

But my son, if he can go to the No. 1 middle school in the county, wouldn’t he be the same as Zheng Qiang?

If you can get into university, you can also get a job assigned by the government and eat public food in the future.

Even though the Zheng family is already a millionaire, in Mu Xiaoyun's heart, self-employed people are not as good as those who eat public rations.

Seeing that his mother hesitated because of him, Zheng Feizhou said in a low but firm voice: "Mom, if I can go to No. 1 Middle School, it must be because of my own ability. If I can't go to No. 1 Middle School, it's because of my own incompetence and it has nothing to do with my sisters."

That is, No. 1 Middle School is the best middle school in the county and it would be useless if Zheng Feizhou fails to get in.

If he passed the exam, would he still refuse to accept her because of something like today? Even if she had to file a complaint with the government, she would still seek justice for her child.

Director Zhong didn't expect that both the girls and boys of the Zheng family were so strong. They are from the best middle school in the county!

Enrollment season like this is usually a season for parents to receive gifts, but the feeling of being forced to eat dirt is really unpleasant to the extreme!

Seeing that the other party was about to leave in anger, Zheng Juzi, adhering to the principle of "leaving a way out for everything so that we can meet again in the future", naturally went to see him off.

In this era of information opacity, it is difficult for a village primary school to produce a few test papers. The resources of the county’s No. 1 Middle School must be more sufficient.

There is no way. Their parents spoil them too much. They are afraid that they will suffer because the county town is far away. Otherwise, they would definitely go to the No. 1 Middle School in the county, which is so good.

This way and that, Director Zhong finally felt better after hearing Zheng Juzi's praise.

At that time, the phenomenon of favoring boys over girls was still very common in the countryside. To be honest, this was the first time he had encountered a family that doted on their daughters so much. However, Zheng Juzi was very sweet-talker, so even if the matter was not accomplished, he felt a little better.

"Director Zhong, why are you here?"

A sudden voice attracted the attention of several people. It was Zheng Qiang.

Not counting the original owner's memory, when Zheng Juzi saw Zheng Qiang for the first time, his fair skin, which was different from the healthy dark brown skin of a rural boy, gave people a feeling of weakness at first glance.

He was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and blue shorts, which looked out of place compared to the attire of ordinary village kids. Maybe he just wanted to show that he was different from the villagers.

Zheng Qiang came with Old Lady Zheng.

In the past, before school started, Zheng Guixiang would take the initiative to ask him how much the tuition was and give him the tuition and living expenses for one semester.

Generally speaking, Zheng Qiang would report a little more. With the money given by his fourth uncle, plus the money from his grandmother and mother, he had a very comfortable life at school, no worse than the children in the city.

If he has no money, he can just cry about being poor to his family. His family will never treat him badly, even if they treat anyone else badly.

But he was about to enter the third year of junior high school, and his fourth uncle had no intention of giving him any money, so he had to come here with his grandmother, but he did not expect to meet Director Zhong.

Director Zhong didn’t know Zheng Qiang. There were so many people in the school, and he couldn’t remember anyone who was not particularly outstanding. He just said “hmm”.

Zheng Qiang felt more fulfilled. The school would make home visits to top students in the third year of junior high school who had a hope of getting into technical secondary school. Although he was not ranked at the top, perhaps he was a good horse in the eyes of the teachers.

"Director Zhong, are you here for a home visit?" Zheng Qiang asked, and then, without waiting for Director Zhong to speak, he said, "I don't live here, this is my cousin's home."