How Can You Tell Me Apart?

Wednesday afternoon, Grade One, Class Eight's classroom.

Tomorrow was the Mid-Autumn Festival, followed by a three-day break. There were only two classes that afternoon.

And neither was a main subject: one Chemistry Class and one PE class.

Naturally, the students were in high spirits.

For once, Xue Yuantong had arrived very early. Class started at 2:20, but she had dragged Jiang Ning over at 1:30.

After arriving in the classroom, Xue Yuantong did not come over to Jiang Ning's side. Usually, she only played in her own little corner.

Jiang Ning stood at his desk, looking out at the scenery on campus.

"Hey, Jiang Ning, you came pretty early today?" Guo Kunnan greeted him. He had a bulging backpack slung over his shoulders.

Shan Kaiquan beside him was the same, carrying a large backpack.

Jiang Ning knew they planned to head straight home after the two classes instead of returning to the dorms, so they had brought all their luggage with them and were just waiting for school to end.

Even in Jiang Ning's previous life, when he was in college, some students would bring their suitcases to class before a holiday and head straight to the airport afterward.

"Nothing much to do today," Jiang Ning said.

Guo Kunnan leaned closer and said awkwardly, "Jiang Ning, do you have any money? Could you lend me ten yuan? I'll pay you back when I come next week."

He had overspent his allowance that week, and what little he had left was not enough for the trip home. Guo Kunnan had gone around borrowing from everyone in the dorm, only to find that his roommates were even poorer than he was.

Guo Kunnan knew Jiang Ning used an iPhone, so he figured Jiang Ning probably had money. That was why he dared to ask.

Jiang Ning took out his wallet, pulled out a ten-yuan bill, and handed it to Guo Kunnan.

As Guo Kunnan watched Jiang Ning open and close his wallet, he saw a stack of red banknotes laid horizontally inside—at least two or three thousand yuan. He could not help clicking his tongue in amazement. He had not expected Jiang Ning to be so rich. That amount was nearly equal to his living expenses for an entire semester.

"Thanks. I'll definitely pay you back next week," Guo Kunnan said gratefully.

Jiang Ning merely smiled and did not mind. In his previous life, whether as a student or after entering society, there had always been people who borrowed money and never repaid it. The amounts were not much, sometimes only dozens or hundreds of yuan, but it was still disgusting.

In this life, no one in the class would probably dare borrow money from him and refuse to pay it back.

Everyone knew that Jiang Ning was the undisputed strongest fighter in Grade One, Class Eight...

The students gradually filed into the classroom. When one girl walked in, she caught Jiang Ning's attention. She was Chen Siyu—no, Chen Siqing.

Back when school had first started, the twins had switched identities and made a game of fooling people with it. Unfortunately for them, Jiang Ning had seen through them with ease.

They had behaved themselves for over ten days, yet they had switched again today.

As Chen Siqing entered the classroom, she instinctively glanced toward the corner. Her eyes met Jiang Ning's, startling her so badly that her heart clenched. She quickly turned her head away.

This is too strange. Did he recognize me?

Chen Siqing immediately denied the possibility. Today, she had deliberately worn her younger sister's clothes and styled her hair like her sister's. She had even consciously imitated her sister's everyday habits. The two sisters already looked exactly alike, and after refining all those details, there was no way she could be exposed! Chen Siqing comforted herself like this and gradually regained her confidence.

Over the past few days, her sister had kept telling her how incredibly beautiful the new Chemistry Teacher was, making her curious. And there was also Huang Zhongfei, the handsome guy her sister had mentioned before. Chen Siqing had only glimpsed him from afar and never gotten a close look.

After holding back for more than ten days, Chen Siqing had finally been unable to resist switching identities.

With the same expression her sister usually wore, she casually greeted the classmates around her. Even her deskmate failed to notice that she was not Chen Siyu.

As the classroom gradually filled up, the Chemistry Teacher, Guo Ran, entered. Chen Siqing stared at her without blinking. Just as her sister had said, she really was beautiful. In all her life, Chen Siqing had never seen such a beautiful teacher! Though she herself was a girl, that did not stop Chen Siqing from appreciating beautiful women. Many women liked looking at pretty girls too.

After one class, Chen Siqing felt herself blending into the class more and more, as though she were a fish in water.

She handled the social circle her sister had originally built with ease. Even the girls her sister usually chatted with noticed nothing unusual, and Chen Siqing unexpectedly began to feel a sense of loneliness.

Once that feeling grew stronger, Chen Siqing wanted to try something more challenging.

Chemistry Class ended, and the last class of the afternoon was PE.

During the break, the students hurried toward the school field, especially those seated in the back. Almost all of them had left.

More than half the classroom was empty.

Jiang Ning stopped cultivating and took out a pair of ping pong paddles from his desk.

No.4 Middle School's field had quite a few ping pong tables. In his previous life, Jiang Ning had loved playing ping pong, and he had been fairly good at it. Now that he had returned, for his first PE class, he had bought a set of paddles in advance, intending to see if he could recapture a bit of his former youth.

At that moment, a girl suddenly walked up to him.

Chen Siqing looked up at Jiang Ning, her heart filled with both timidity and stubbornness.

Why had she come to Jiang Ning?

There was no special reason. Wherever one fell, one had to get back up from there.

Chen Siqing seemed quiet, but she had her own stubborn principles. Not a single person beside her had noticed anything unusual during the previous class, which was enough to prove how well she had concealed herself today.

So she, Chen Siqing, was going to wash away her humiliation and reclaim the dignity she had lost!

How could Jiang Ning possibly tell her apart?

She faced Jiang Ning. They stood less than half a meter apart, their eyes meeting. Chen Siqing could even clearly see her own reflection in Jiang Ning's pupils.

Chen Siqing gathered her courage and said, "Jiang Ning, can you play ping pong with me during PE?"

She rarely invited boys to do anything. Although some boys had pursued her in middle school, she had rejected them all. Taking the initiative to invite Jiang Ning now was one of the boldest things she had ever done, and her cheeks had turned red.

After all, she was only a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old girl. Though she had plenty of thoughts and schemes, when it came to the real thing, she was hopelessly inexperienced.

Jiang Ning looked at her with a faintly amused smile.

He did not expose her, either.

He said, "Sorry, I already made plans with someone. Maybe next time."

The moment he said that, Chen Siqing froze where she stood. Jiang Ning truly had not been able to distinguish her from her sister. By all rights, she should have been happy—she had recovered the face she had lost before.

But she had never expected Jiang Ning to reject her.

Other than when she was little, she had almost never made such a request of a boy. After all these years, this was the first time she had invited someone of the opposite sex.

Was she not pretty enough, or were twins no longer attractive? The little delight she had felt from successfully switching identities without being discovered instantly vanished, replaced by a crushing sense of defeat.

Chen Siqing's thoughts shifted wildly, and her expression changed with them.

Then a girl's voice sounded beside her. "Shen Qing'e, let's go to the field."

Yu Wen had noticed Shen Qing'e staring at Jiang Ning.

Just now, she and Shen Qing'e had been preparing to leave through the back door and happened to pass by. They had heard Jiang Ning's conversation with Chen Siyu clearly.

Yu Wen found it strange. Chen Siyu was so pretty, yet she had taken the initiative to invite Jiang Ning to play with her and still failed.

What gave Jiang Ning the nerve?

He was only a little better at fighting. In every other respect, he was utterly unremarkable in class, far inferior to Huang Zhongfei, Dong Qingfeng, Chen Qian, and the like.

Besides, he sat in the back and spent all day hanging around with those people. One look was enough to tell he was not a good student.

For Chen Siyu to take a liking to him, she really had poor judgment.

Shen Qing'e looked at Jiang Ning for two seconds, her expression calm. Then she said to Yu Wen, "Mm, let's go."