Chapter 14 The Twins Are Nothing Special??
The first day of school at Huaxia Elite Academy had finally begun.
Inside a luxurious, high-tech classroom filled with children from the wealthiest families, Leng Qingxue and Leng Qiuhan quietly took their seats.
Everything about the academy screamed prestige—from the state-of-the-art smart boards to the miniature AI assistants assigned to each student. This wasn't an ordinary kindergarten; it was a place where the next generation of China's elite were molded.
Yet, despite their striking appearance and famous family name, no one took the Leng twins seriously.
---
At the front of the class, Leng Ruolan sat gracefully, surrounded by admiring classmates.
She had already positioned herself as the most popular girl, using her natural charm and innocent demeanor to make everyone favor her.
When the teacher, Madam Zheng, introduced the new students, Ruolan immediately stood up with a bright smile.
"Teacher, these are my cousins, Leng Qingxue and Leng Qiuhan." She turned to the class with a sweet expression. "They've never gone to school before, so they might be a little… behind."
Her words seemed kind, but they were laced with subtle mockery.
The other children giggled quietly.
Some whispered, "They were homeschooled? So they probably don't know anything."
"They might not even know how to read properly."
"How embarrassing!"
Leng Ruolan hid her smirk.
This was her domain.
She was the center of attention. The perfect, intelligent, well-loved young miss of the Leng family.
There was no way she would let Qingxue and Qiuhan take her place.
---
Yet, Qingxue and Qiuhan did not react.
Qingxue's icy silver-blue eyes remained calm, as if Ruolan's words were nothing but a passing breeze.
Qiuhan didn't even spare her a glance, his cold aura making it clear that he had no interest in childish games.
Their silence made Ruolan uncomfortable.
She expected them to protest or at least react—but instead, they simply ignored her.
This only made her more determined.
---
Madam Zheng clapped her hands. "Alright, students. Since today is the first day, let's start with something simple—basic arithmetic!"
Some of the children cheered. Others groaned.
Leng Ruolan, of course, immediately raised her hand.
"Teacher, can I solve the first problem?"
Madam Zheng smiled. "Of course, Ruolan. Go ahead."
Ruolan stepped forward and effortlessly solved a simple addition problem. The teacher praised her, and the class clapped.
Then, a boy scoffed. "That was too easy! Give us a real challenge!"
Madam Zheng chuckled. "Alright, let's try something harder."
She wrote a complex equation on the board. Something more suitable for third graders rather than kindergarteners.
The classroom fell silent.
Some students frowned, unable to understand it.
Ruolan hesitated. Even she couldn't solve it.
Seeing this, a few children laughed awkwardly. "Maybe it's too hard…"
Ruolan bit her lip. She couldn't let anyone see her fail.
She quickly turned to Qingxue and Qiuhan.
"Xue'er, Han'er, since you were homeschooled, do you want to try? Maybe you learned this at home."
Her voice was sweet, but her eyes were filled with expectation.
She wanted them to embarrass themselves.
If they failed, everyone would believe that they were nothing special.
All eyes turned to the Leng twins.
Qingxue slowly blinked.
Qiuhan leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, completely indifferent.
Then, in a voice soft yet chilling, Qingxue spoke.
"I don't feel like it."
The room fell silent.
Ruolan's expression stiffened.
Madam Zheng chuckled, breaking the awkwardness. "That's alright, dear. We're just getting started, after all."
But Ruolan gritted her teeth.
Why? Why did it feel like she lost?
Even though Qingxue didn't answer the question, her simple refusal—**her sheer indifference—**somehow made it seem like the challenge wasn't even worth her time.
Like they were too insignificant for her to bother.
Ruolan's hands curled into fists beneath her desk.
---
Throughout the rest of the lesson, the students continued answering simple exercises.
The whole time, Qingxue and Qiuhan remained silent.
To the others, it looked like they were struggling or too shy to participate.
Little did they know…
The Leng twins weren't struggling.
They were simply watching.
Observing.
Letting their classmates believe they were ordinary.
For now.
---
As the school day ended, Ruolan approached them once again.
"Xue'er, Han'er," she said with a fake giggle, "Don't be discouraged. Not everyone can be good at school right away. I'll help you if you need it."
Qiuhan finally looked at her. His cold silver-blue eyes stared directly into hers.
"We don't need help."
His voice was sharp, almost cutting.
Ruolan's fake smile froze.
Qingxue tilted her head, her voice light and soft. "You should focus on yourself, Ruolan-jie. Otherwise, you might embarrass yourself later."
Ruolan's face paled.
Before she could say anything, Qingxue and Qiuhan turned and walked away.
Leaving her standing there, fists clenched, heart pounding.
Something about their words sent a chill down her spine.
She forced herself to smile again.
No. It was impossible.
The Leng twins were nothing special.
Right?