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

"There's nothing to worry about. These people have always been proud of me before."

Money, fame and fortune cannot be brought into this world and cannot be taken away from this world, but this simple happiness can be possessed right now. Zheng Weiyang feels so refreshed.

"Sister, are you killing too cruelly?" Zheng Juzi asked worriedly.

In fact, she didn't know whether Zheng Hanqiu was ruthless or not. She still didn't understand the various rules of Go. But the way her grandfather looked so proud was really... It made her worry that if the other party had a heart disease, would someone die?

Whether it was because he had suffered too much in the past or he just wanted to show off, Zheng Juzi did not make any judgment and just wanted to spend the New Year peacefully.

Grandpa couldn’t be persuaded, but my sister could still say a few words.

Zheng Hanqiu felt it was okay. He resisted at first because he didn't want to use his brain, but later he found that there was no need to bother - after all, Zheng Weiyang's chess friends are good friends if they don't regret their moves.

As for being able to leave with a calm expression, it was because Zheng Weiyang spared his life.

In short, Zheng Hanqiu is in charge of playing chess, and Zheng Weiyang is in charge of not meeting each other in the future.

"Haha, my granddaughter really makes me proud!" Grandpa Zheng Weiyang stroked his sparse beard, his eyes narrowed into two slits with laughter, and he seemed to be ten years younger. "You guys always laugh at my poor chess skills, but now you see that the Yangtze River's back waves push the front waves, and the beach is not just sand!"

As soon as Zheng Juzi went downstairs, he heard someone showing off downstairs.

Although they are both games of chess, Go and chess are obviously different. Zheng Weiyang said that he is proficient in all kinds of chess.

It’s almost the New Year, but people come to visit every day, and they all want to play chess with Zheng Hanqiu. Watching this scene... it’s doubly joyful.

The reason why Zheng Weiyang could praise himself like this was that he had supporters below him, with voices of praise coming one after another.

"Oh, Old Zheng, your family is full of hidden talents. Your granddaughter is so talented, and you must be a master in the chess world!"

"That's right. If anyone dares to say that you are not good at chess in the future, it will be a slap in the face!"

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Hearing this, Zheng Weiyang couldn't stop smiling. The feeling of pride he felt was three times sweeter than drinking honey.

Why do people always have to listen to the truth?

It doesn't take much thinking to tell that these people are definitely not familiar with Zheng Weiyang. The original group of people no longer come to visit, or they are so shameless that they can lie more seriously than her.

When he really got downstairs and saw people queuing, Zheng Juzi changed his mind again - today would definitely be another fulfilling day of visiting his sister.

In the first game, she played against Grandpa Zhang, who claimed to be a chess master.

Grandpa Zhang had been here yesterday and the day before yesterday, and today he was ranked first again "based on his strength".

Although he might be the most skilled among the others, Zheng Hanqiu quickly demonstrated her strength and efficiency in Go. Before the halfway point, the situation had clearly turned to Zheng Hanqiu's side.

As an outsider, I could tell from Grandpa Zhang’s solemn expression, while Zheng Hanqiu remained calm and composed, as if he had the overall situation under control.

"Lao Zhang, if you lose you have to admit it and don't waste time." Zheng Weiyang looked like a smug villain.

Old Zhang snorted angrily, sat aside and didn't leave.

A few days ago, Zheng Juzi was worried that her grandfather would be left without friends, but this guy left angrily every day and came back the next day, so she was no longer worried.

I have also met the last two people. We were not familiar with each other before, but got to know each other in the past few days.

However, there were two unfamiliar faces, one old and one young.

Zheng Juzi didn't get too involved in things he didn't understand. After all, Zheng Hanqiu had played chess against people of the same skill before, and these people played chess purely as a hobby... They were not young anymore, but it felt like they were bullying the stronger.

Therefore, the main purpose of playing chess is to make Zheng Weiyang happy.

It was fine when I was in high school in the capital, but now I only see him once or twice a year. As long as I can make him happy, I don’t care if other people’s elderly are unhappy.

But today's old man is obviously not easy to deal with.

An hour had passed. This was the longest time she had played chess recently. Zheng Hanqiu frowned slightly and put down the chess piece in her hand gently.

The old man opposite smiled and said: "Little girl, you must be patient when playing chess. One wrong move will lead to the loss of the whole game."

Zheng Hanqiu had a blank expression and a cold gaze.

As the old man's chess piece fell, Zheng Hanqiu's brows furrowed even more tightly.

"Young man, be steady. Go is like life." The old man said proudly, "Don't think that you are a master just because you beat those who just play casually. That's because you haven't met a true master."

Zheng Hanqiu remained silent and just looked at the chessboard intently.

Another half an hour passed, and Zheng Hanqiu said calmly: "I lost."

Zheng Juzi was a little surprised. She only knew that her sister could play chess, but she didn't know what level she was at. But this time was the only time she knew that Zheng Hanqiu lost.

Who is this old man?

The old man looked at Zheng Weiyang, who looked pale, and said, "Old Zheng, your granddaughter is too impetuous. Although she has some talent, she is still far from being perfect."

Although Zheng Weiyang liked to brag, and the old men were not polite when they were bickering with each other, the words of this old man made people feel uncomfortable.

That feeling of being superior, as if he could judge a person's worth.

Winning or losing does not depend on age, but Zheng Juzi believed that if her sister practiced for a few more years, she might be able to beat him.

Zheng Weiyang thought so too. "My granddaughter suffered because she was young. If..."

"It's okay, Grandpa." Who is Zheng Hanqiu? How can she feel comfortable when her sister can feel the discomfort?

If you feel uncomfortable, you will naturally make others feel uncomfortable. "Grandpa Li, you are right. I just play around casually on weekdays. I don't have much experience. I rely entirely on my talent to play against others. It is normal for me to lose."

Is this normal? Zheng Weiyang didn't know, but if his granddaughter said she was just playing around, then she was just playing around.

"My Hanqiu is already very busy with her studies. I heard that the oral liquid they are making is already on sale, and the sales are pretty good. They are just playing chess for fun. What's the point of talking about being impetuous or not? Everyone is just playing for fun."

You are trying to give others some advice on how to behave, but they are just playing around. Why do you feel that the tone you just expressed is not so smooth?

The key is that you can't be too serious about it, because you said they were just playing around.

Mr. Li is different from those who just play around. He has really studied Go for decades. His fame is much greater than Zheng Hanqiu's. Although he is a little unhappy, he still keeps his composure. There is regret in his tone:

"That's a pity. I originally wanted your granddaughter to be my disciple in the future if she could hone her skills. But I didn't expect her to be so careless."