The Body Swap Game

If he was a novice, he would definitely not be able to answer Xu Youxiang's question right now, but Xia Yu was already an old player, and he had already figured out how to use sanitary napkins clearly with An Siyao.

After his skillful introduction, Xu Youxiang asked some shameful questions, and finally believed in Xia Yu.

Relieved, Xia Yu thanked An Siyao in his heart.

After "self-certification", the relationship between Xia Yu and Xu Youxiang eased somewhat.

Xu Youxiang didn't say anything about Xia Yu's proposal that if she could exchange her body for money, she would not do it, and she silently agreed.

At eight o'clock, before the doctor came to extubate, Xia Yu returned to his body.

At the moment, he is on his way to school.

He didn't carry his schoolbag because today is a cultural festival.

As he walked, he wondered how to get the money.

Although he is now earning a lot of money, but he has only worked for a few days, and it is impossible to pay him his salary in advance. All he can use is the remaining two thousand deposits.

What can he do with these two thousand, he can't give Xu Youxiang a salary of more than ten yuan an hour, and coax college students to work as coolies in the summer vacation, right?

With sorrow, he stepped into the school.

On both sides of the school avenue, there are some small stalls, which have not yet opened for business. These small stalls are all set up by the students themselves. Because the schoolwork is not busy, there are many students who can make snacks.

Pass through the food stalls and come to the atrium, which is the program area of ​​the clubs. There are clubs for archery, Tai Chi, chess and meditation, but the most notable ones are the ladies and sisters of the animation club.

They wore revealing cos clothing and distributed benefits to the majority of male compatriots.

Yes, fellow men, they are girls only for these two days.

Originally, there were girls who liked anime, but because there were too many otaku in the anime club, those girls stopped.

Through the atrium and upstairs, Xia Yu came to his class.

Half of the desks and chairs in the class were placed in the empty classroom next to them, and the other half were assembled into long tables and placed on both sides.

Several students adjusted the position of the table.

In the middle of the class is the piano, but the piano has not arrived yet.

Seeing Xia Yu, the monitor stood up excitedly. He opened the door of the classroom first. The door was made of two wooden doors, which could accommodate the entry of the piano.

"Let's go, let's go to lift the piano together, you watch from the side, don't break anything." Pulling Xia Yu, leading four male students, the monitor walked through the corridor to the fourth floor, and rang The door to the teacher's office.

"Come in!" The voice of the music teacher sounded.

The monitor opened the door and went in: "Teacher, I'm here to get the key to the piano room."

As early as a few days ago, the monitor and the music teacher reserved the piano in the piano room.

The young music teacher showed an embarrassing look on her face. Instead of giving the key to the monitor, she clasped her hands together and said to the monitor apologetically:

"Sorry, I forgot that I agreed to the flute department before, and the piano has been moved away by them!"

"Ah?" The squad leader was disappointed, "Then what shall we do!"

"I'm really sorry." The young teacher who just graduated was very guilty, "You guys want to do that... By the way, music appreciation tea party, right?"

"Yes, but without the piano, we can't get a mobile phone to make music, right?" The monitor was embarrassed.

"I can play the flute, let me help you play the flute!" The music teacher thought about the remedy.

Looking at the music teacher who had eighty percent makeup, Xia Yu imagined the scene.

The morning sun shines into the classroom through the window and falls at the feet of a young music teacher,

The music teacher smiled slightly, picked up a flute and put it in his mouth.

What the hell is this picture.

The squad leader also felt unreliable: "What the hell is playing the flute, a primary school student?"

Seeing that the music teacher had nothing to do, he sighed: "Forget it, it's shameless to ask you to help us with our class's program."

"I'm really sorry." The music teacher took out his coke, sprite, and melon seeds, and wanted to entertain Xia Yu and the six of them, but they were rejected.

"It's cold now." The squad leader was very frustrated.

Looking at the downcast expressions of the students, thinking about the girls who were decorating the classroom, and recalling how worried they were around her yesterday, Xia Yu thought for a while and pointed to the violin in the cabinet: "Teacher , can we borrow this?"

"Violin? You can, but can you do it? Let me tell you first, I play very badly." The music teacher said.

The violin is a more difficult instrument to learn than the piano, and few people learn it.

"Xia Yu, do you know how to play the violin?" The class monitor was pleasantly surprised.

"A little bit, but not as long as piano practice." Xia Yu said.

In fact, he had never touched a violin before, but the skill that An Siyao brought to him was not the piano, but the wide-ranging category of music, and the violin was naturally included.

After he saw the violin, he felt familiar for a while, and many skills appeared in his mind.

"That's great!" The monitor clapped his hands and helped Xia Yu take out the violin from the glass cabinet, and put it in the box given by the music teacher.

"By the way, teacher, since you're not good at the violin, why do you still have this?" Xia Yu asked curiously.

"Put the violin in a glass cabinet, what a style!" the music teacher said proudly.

"..." Xia Yu, who thought he would hear some inspirational story, was speechless.

After the class leader packed it, the group left with the box and returned to the class.

The girls had already spread tablecloths on the table, put candles, colored silk was hung on the roof, and some balloons floated. The whole classroom became pink.

Seeing them come back, the girls asked curiously, "Where's the piano?"

"No, it was borrowed by the performance department." The squad leader replied.

"Then what shall we do!" The girls became angry.

Because of the spread of the two girls following Xia Yu, the girls in the class knew that Xia Yu could play the piano, and he played it very well. They had been looking forward to today.

"It's okay, we still have the violin." Holding up the backpack, the squad leader said proudly.

The violin is more personal than the piano. Because there are many people who learn piano, but few people learn violin.

"Can Xia Yu know how to play the violin?" The girls looked at Xia Yu in surprise.

The matter of the piano has already surprised them, but it is normal to learn the piano in their free time, but it takes a lot of time to add a violin.

"Yeah." With a simple answer, Xia Yu took the box from the monitor and took out the violin.

He tried the strings first, because the music teacher only used them as decorations, and the sound of the piano was a bit inaccurate.

Twisting the peg, Xia Yu first tuned the A string according to the sound, and then finished tuning the rest of the strings.

He looked at the bow again, and the bow was relatively well preserved.

After he clamped the violin around his neck, the class fell silent, and the boys and girls looked at him expectantly.

At this moment, Xia Yu was deep in thought:

What about repertoires that don’t know how to play the violin?

Forget it, let's play the piano.