"The teacher said that I played the piano better than the violin and suggested that I should study the piano specially." The girl replied.

“……” Xia Yu was lost in thought.

Is the piano better than the violin?

This talent, too terrible, right?

Other people have that kind of talent?

No, if Xu Youxiang had such a talent, the big company would have arranged for her to work in a wheelchair and asked her to go to work. She would not have to worry about money.

If you have money, you will naturally have happiness, and you will not commit suicide.

Ansiyao is only a special case.

Maybe it's the first exchange of body, game benefits.

Speaking of Xu Youxiang, if you want the other party to cooperate with you, you need money. Where does the money come from?

Xia Yu was worried.

It took an hour, eight times the speed, Xia Yu successfully learned "White Wolf", and began to learn "Tris".

Compared with masculine tunes like white wolf, theres is much more flexible.

After learning a song of the same difficulty, the hotel at the bridge of St. Gregory, Xia Yu stopped studying Violin and came to the piano room.

Playing the violin requires holding the piano around the neck and pressing the strings with the left hand. It is not as comfortable as playing the piano, nor as handsome as the piano.

"What do you want to learn?" "Classical or pop?" asked an siyao

Xia Yu thought for a moment: "pop music."

"Jiulang's Amulet? The gallery of the son of change? Snow? Sichuan cicada An siyao is still talking about some difficult songs.

This time, Xia Yu didn't refuse. After understanding the style of the song, he chose the gallery of the son of change.

"Search the score of this song first..." An siyao began teaching.

Even with eight times the speed of learning, Xia Yu's learning is still a little difficult, to the end of the near time, finally successful.

Finally, with 15 minutes left, he stopped playing.

He came here at 0 o'clock. It's 7:45 now. It's time to go to school.

In order not to let an siyao school late, Xia Yu began to help her wash.

After he came to the washroom, an siyao suddenly asked, "does that woman cause you a lot of trouble?"

"How do you know that?" Raising his head, Xia Yu looked at the teeth in the mirror. The teeth were white and neat, and the tiger teeth were not sharp.

"Emotions can spread into music, and I can hear you are worried." Ansiyao replied.

So powerful? Xia Yu was surprised.

He picked up his toothbrush, squeezed out toothpaste, dipped it in the water cup and put it in his mouth.

The taste of toothpaste is a little bit irritating. I don't know what brand it is, and it makes a lot of foam.

As he brushes, he thinks. Ten seconds later, he holds his toothbrush and asks an siyao, "is there any way to get money quickly?"

An siyao thought seriously for a while, and Xia Yu said: "the body of the last bank executive, to the foreign account to draw money, and then wash a pass back home?"

What the hell is this!

Actually also used the body exchange!

Don't say how to wash money, just misappropriation of bank property, is not what Xia Yu can do.

The body exchange game is of great use. Over time, he will certainly become a world-class rich man, and he should not lose a great deal for a small one.

In other words, to come up with such a plan, this girl is not a good man and a woman.

"I am a law-abiding young man." Xia Yu rejected an siyao's proposal.

An siyao was silent for a moment. After Xia Yu finished brushing her teeth, she carefully said, "in fact, I can ask my father and my grandfather for money. How much do you want?"

With an siyao's money?

Xia Yu has some conflicts, but after careful consideration, if he gives Xu Youxiang money, it is easy to expose his identity, while an siyao does not have any loopholes.

"How much can you get? Ordinary want, don't you aggrieve what. " Xia Yu said.

"About forty or fifty million?" An siyao is worried.

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I should have thought of it!

"No, it's about 100000." Xia Yu said.

Xu Youxiang sold his body at a price of 100000 yuan.

"100000, that's enough for my pocket money!" An siyao is surprised.

Silence for a while, Xia Yu did not resist curiosity, he asked: "how much is your pocket money?"

"What my father gave me and what my grandfather gave me added up to more than 6 million, and I still have some shares in Lenglie Valley Co., Ltd., and..."

"Well, I see." Stop an siyao's continued, Xia Yu recalled that there were still 17 deposits left, which made her sad.

Why didn't I reincarnate into a wealthy family?

Don't be so rich as to settle down, ordinary ten million assets can be!With a deep sigh, Xia Yu washed her face, went to the bedroom, wrote down a bank number, and let an siyao remit 100000 yuan.

This number is Xu Youxiang's bank card number. Xia Yu is not prepared to make any connection with the money.

As for whether Xu Youxiang will repent after receiving the money, Xia Yu is not worried. The woman can't run without her heart.

As long as Xia Yu wants, can log into the other side's body.

At eight o'clock sharp, after Xia Yu leaves, an siyao looks at the bank card number, pondering.

This is the first time he left a message.

Since "he" did not say that he could not check, then there is no problem in checking, right?

……

On the other side, Xia Yu is on her way to school.

Came to the class, he unexpectedly saw a piano in the classroom.

The monitor said to Xia Yu with a smile, "the wind Department is no longer needed, so we have it. You can play a piano and a violin today! I'll have dinner on Saturday night

A piano and a violin are OK.

At this time, in the teacher's recreation room on the fourth floor, two teachers are playing table tennis, one of whom is the principal.

The old headmaster was not a match for the middle-aged Chinese teacher, who was beaten 7-0.

The Chinese teacher happily laughed: "headmaster, you can't do it!"

Headmaster with a smile: "old old old, not your young man's opponent."

At the same time, the headmaster thought in his mind: I won't let you have a ball of MMP, so I won't give you face. Don't expect me to give you water in this year's report. Everything will be strict!

"Come again, headmaster." Chinese teachers also want to abuse food.

"No, I can't compare with you young people. I'd better go and see how the children are doing today." The headmaster didn't want to be abused again.

"By the way, the students in our class have made a violin. Would you like to see it, headmaster?" The Chinese teacher casually propagandizes for own class.

"Violin? What's good about that thing? " The headmaster was in a lack of interest. "I heard that the wind Department made a piano. Let's take you to appreciate the piano music."

When they came to the wind Department, they got the news that the piano had been returned.

The disappointed principal then came to Xia Yu's class.

Before he entered the room, he heard the sound of the piano.

Is this the piano?

The principal stopped.

Music is the gallery of the children of change.

He was lucky, and when he came over, the song had just begun.

The melodious prelude, let the headmaster lean on one side of the wall, carefully review.

The son of changruo is the legendary son of immortal God. The gallery is the place where the son of Chang Ruo lives, isolated from the world.

According to legend, it was a time of war, and the gallery was still quiet.

Sitting in the corridor of the gallery, looking at the huge maple trees in the courtyard, the breeze blows, the bell rings, fame, wealth and life are all isolated from the outside, and a sense of quiet beauty of autumn and detachment of soul emerge spontaneously.

At the end of the last note, Xia Yu had a rest of her fingers and was ready to continue playing the violin when a voice suddenly rang out.

"Good!"