The cloud of twin glazed glass rises and falls for you

Chapter 1 Monet
Hello everyone, my name is Monet, Monet's Mo, helpless Nai, gender male.

I am a very ordinary person.

He is a sophomore student in an ordinary middle school (actually a key city).

The grades are average (just in the top ten of the school).

Plain-looking (in fact, the love letters I usually receive are often full of drawers, which need to be cleaned regularly, and things like confession are commonplace since kindergarten).

Of course, I say so much, not to show off, but, I am in my home, it is too ordinary.

My father: Mo Zhi, is the eldest son of a famous entrepreneur. At the age when he should have inherited the family business naturally, he gave up everything and went out to start a business alone. Starting from setting up a street stall, he created the Mo Group step by step. Now Mo's is involved in various fields, perhaps because his father sold everything when he set up a street stall (except for his body, of course).

My mother: Yi Shi, is of mixed race, with the blood of a certain royal family flowing in half of her body.She is a well-known designer, mainly designing clothing, and occasionally accessories and bags.A piece of clothing designed by the mother will be auctioned for at least a million dollars, so there have also been cases where the maid at home picked up the design drawings scattered under the desk and sold them (of course, the maid was later fired and was not Attorney's letter attached).

The next thing I want to talk about is a very important person, my sister: Mo Li, who is the protagonist of this article.My elder sister is a well-educated, gentle and elegant person, with a very clever mind, and she is quite a "child of other people's family".

The school's ranking is either first or second, and each time it is one point away from another godman at the top of the list.

Sometimes I suspect that she did it on purpose, and her answer later confirmed my idea.

Original words (answered by licking 'paws' while eating potato chips): "Oh, that, don't you think it's boring to get full marks every time without any suspense? So, every time I take a test, I will try to guess that The guy can do everything and what he can't, and put him on top of him by a point, or follow him. It's kind of like adding a little fun to a dull exam."

Hehe, what else can I do here besides hehe?It can only be said that they are masters and masters can play.

Although our family has a bit of money and power (it seems more than a little bit), our parents have taught us since we were young that money is something external to us, we must guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and we must work hard to get what we want. If you depend on your family, you will never grow up.

Therefore, apart from staying in the main house on holidays, we usually live in the school district houses (just tens of millions of small villas) near the school.

My sister and I don’t have any luxury cars to pick us up every morning. We either squeeze the bus or the subway or ride a bicycle. We spend most of our lunch in the cafeteria, and occasionally we bring a bento made by the chef at home.

The school we attend is a combination of junior high school and high school. Before entering junior high school, there is a special exam. You can only enter if you meet the standards. .

Sister, as a standard 'child of someone else's family', well-behaved, sensible and outstanding, she was once an idol in my heart, the goal I wanted to go to, and of course I was a little bit jealous.

All in all, keep until...

In the middle of the night when I was 10 years old, I got up to solve my personal emergency. When I passed my sister’s room, I saw a figure jumping from the window on the third floor through the half-open door...

"Hey, that's... a thief?" Unlikely, I rubbed my eyes and tiptoed into my sister's room. The quilt was bulging, and I carefully lifted the quilt, "It's a pillow."

After realizing that the situation was wrong, I rushed to the window immediately, and the people downstairs seemed to know that I would appear, stood in place, smiled evilly at me at the window, and quickly disappeared into the night.

Wow, what a handsome brother, no, although the soft long hair has been replaced by slightly curly short hair, but the facial features and height are exactly the same as my sister, so she must be my sister!
I fumbled along the window, and there was no rope props, so I just jumped down like this?This is the third floor!
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