Translator: Dragon Boat Translation
Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
“My teacher said I was better at playing the piano than the violin, so she suggested focusing on the piano,” the girl answered.
“…” Xia Yu started to think.
Her piano-playing was better than her violin-playing?
She was terrifyingly talented.
Did other people have this level of talent?
No. If Xu Youxiang had this level of talent, a big company would have arranged a caretaker and a wheelchair for her, helping her go to work every day, and she’d never worry about money.
With money, she would be happier and not as suicidal.
An Siyao was just an exception.
Maybe this was a game perk for his first body-swap.
Speaking of Xu Youxiang, if he wanted her to work with him, he’d need money. But where could he get the money?
Xia Yu was worried.
He spent an hour learning “White Wolf,” at eight times the efficiency. Then he started to learn “Triss.”
Compared to masculine songs like “White Wolf,””Triss” was a lot softer.
After learning an equally difficult song, “The Inn at St. Gregory’s Bridge,” Xia Yu stopped his violin practice and went to the piano room.
Playing the violin required him to prop the violin at his neck, and his left hand had to constantly control the strings. It was not as comfortable as playing the piano, nor did it look as elegant.
“What do you want to learn?” An Siyao asked. “Classical or pop?”
Xia Yu thought about it and answered, “Pop.”
“‘The Ninth Son’s Talisman?”Art Gallery of the Changeling?”Thin Snow?”The Cicada?'” An Siyao mentioned a few other hard songs.
Xia Yu didn’t say no this time. After he learned these songs’ style, he chose “Art Gallery of the Changeling.”
“Look up the score for this song first…” An Siyao began teaching.
Even with eight times the efficiency, Xia Yu learned with some difficulty. It wasn’t until the end of the game that he succeeded.
When there was only 15 minutes left, he stopped playing.
He came over around midnight, and it was now 7:45 a.m. It was almost time for school.
To save An Siyao from being late to school, Xia Yu began to wash up for her.
When he came to the restroom, An Siyao asked suddenly, “Did that woman create a big problem?”
“How did you know?” He looked up and saw An Siyao’s teeth in the mirror. They were white and neat, and the incisors weren’t sharp.
“Emotions could be found in the music. I could hear your worries,” An Siyao answered.
Wow! Xia Yu was surprised.
He took out a toothbrush, squeezed out some toothpaste, wet the toothbrush and put it in his mouth.
The toothpaste had a strong taste. He didn’t know the brand. It made a lot of foam.
As he brushed, he considered. Ten seconds later, he asked An Siyao, “What’s a fast way to make money?”
An Siyao pondered carefully, then she replied, “Log onto the body of a high-level banking executive, send money to an overseas account, wash the money and send it back?”
What a crazy plan!
It even used body swap!
Never mind how the money could be washed. Just borrowing bank assets was not something Xia Yu could do.
There were a lot of uses to the body swap game. With time, he could be a top-level billionaire. He shouldn’t jeopardize his chances for some temporary benefit.
An Siyao wasn’t the good girl he had assumed her to be, if she could think of this kind of plan.
“I follow laws and rules.” Xia Yu turned down An Siyao’s idea.
An Siyao was silent for a bit. After Xia Yu finished brushing his teeth, she said carefully, “I could ask my dad or my grandfather for money. How much do you need?”
Use An Siyao’s money?
At first, Xia Yu was resistant to the idea, but come to think of it, if he wired money to Xu Youxiang, he’d expose his identity. Yet if An Siyao did it, there would be no issues.
“How much can you get? Just a normal amount, without you sacrificing anything,” Xia Yu said.
“Maybe 40, 50 million?” An Siyao sounded unsure.
“…”
I should have thought of this!
“No. I just need around 100 thousand yuan,” Xia Yu replied.
Xu Youxiang’s price for using her body was 100 thousand yuan.
“Just 100 thousand? My allowance would be enough.” An Siyao was happy.
Xia Yu couldn’t resist being curious, so he asked, “How much is your allowance?”
“My dad and my grandfather gave me around six million, plus some stocks, some are from Lengliegu Co. Ltd., and…”
“OK, OK, I understand.” Stopping An Siyao, Xia Yu thought of his measly 1700 yuan balance. He felt sad.
Why didn’t I reincarnate to a rich family?
It didn’t have to be as rich as the An family, an ordinary rich family would be great too!
Sighing deeply, Xia Yu washed his face and went back to the bedroom. He wrote down an account number for An Siyao to wire 100 thousand yuan.
The number was for Xu Youxiang’s bank card. Xia Yu didn’t want any connection with this money.
He wasn’t worried about Xu Youxiang not keeping her word after getting the money. She could change her mind, but she couldn’t change her body.
Xia Yu could log onto her body at any time.
At eight a.m., after Xia Yu left, An Siyao looked at the bank card number and thought to herself:
This was the first time “he” had left any information.
If “he” didn’t say she couldn’t investigate it, then she could do something with it, right?
…
Meanwhile, Xia Yu was on his way to school.
He noticed a new piano in his classroom.
The class leader smiled and said, “The wind ensemble club didn’t need the piano anymore, so we brought it over. You can play the piano and the violin too. I’ll buy you dinner!”
One piano song. One violin song. That sounded doable.
In the teachers’ lounge on the fourth floor, two people were playing ping-pong. One of them was the principal.
The principal, who was older, was no match for the middle-aged Chinese teacher. The score was seven to zero.
The Chinese teacher chuckled, “Sir, you need to watch out!”
The principal smiled, “I’m old, I’m old, I can’t keep up with you young people anymore.”
The principal thought to himself, ‘Why won’t you cut me a break here! So don’t even think that I will give you a break with this year’s evaluation, hah!’
“C’mon, let’s keep going.” The Chinese teacher wanted to play more.
“I’m done. I’m no match for the young ones. Let’s go see our kids. See how their day is going.” The principal didn’t want to lose again.
“Right, my class is doing a violin performance. Are you interested?” The Chinese teacher used the chance to promote his class.
“Violin? What good is that?” The principal sounded jaded. “I heard the wind ensemble got a piano. Let’s go hear some piano.”
The two men reached the wind ensemble department, only to learn the piano had been returned.
Disappointed, the principal arrived outside Xia Yu’s classroom.
He could hear the music before he went inside.
Was this a piano?
He couldn’t help stopping.
The song was “Art Gallery of the Changeling.”
He was lucky that the song had just started when he arrived.
The smooth preamble made the principal stop and lean on the wall, taking time to appreciate the music.
The Changeling was supposedly the son of a God who didn’t die. The gallery was where he lived, it was isolated from the rest of the world.
In the myth, it was in the middle of wartime. There was bloodshed and turmoil outside, but the gallery was still serene.
Sitting in the corridor of the gallery, looking at the giant maple trees in the yard… As the wind rustled and the bell tolled, blocking out life, death, victories, and defeat, there was a quiet sense of beauty and enlightenment of the soul.
As the last note was played, Xia Yu rested his fingers, preparing to play the violin. A voice came—
“Fantastic!”