Eight hours later, Xia Yu returned to his body.

Sitting up from the bed, he stretched.

Since having this game, he doesn't need to sleep anymore, and the host body will help him sleep.

Getting up from the bed, he stretched out his legs and sat down in the chair in front of his desk.

Picking up his phone, he looked at his deposit.

The balance figure of three thousand made him very heartbroken.

It cost 2,000 to buy a mobile phone for Youxue, 700 to take a taxi to pick up the black cat back and forth, and 300 to buy cat food and cat litter for the black cat, and in just a few days, he spent 3,000.

Obviously, with the body swapping game, why is my money not only not much, but still decreasing!

After a heartache for a while, telling himself that this was a necessary upfront investment, Xia Yu soothed his wounded heart.

Pulling a book from the shelf, he read it, it was an adventure novel.

As a person who is short of money, he has no spare time to buy books, the book is the head of the literature department, in order to spend the funds of those idle clubs, he bought and distributed to the members, and Xia Yu, who is a member of the ghost department, also got a copy.

After three years of high school, the books he obtained from the literature department have filled a small bookshelf of his.

At half past seven, he opened the door, washed and ate, and took the subway to school.

Today, Monday, it's a new week.

When he arrived in the class, before he could sit down, Xia Yu was grabbed by his schoolbag.

"Yu! Save me! Xia Yu was grabbed by a boy, and his face showed pleading.

The boy's name is Gui Zixiao, and he is Xia Yu's friend.

“…… Which subject do you want? Xia Yu opened his schoolbag.

"I want them all!" Gui Zixiao said.

"You haven't moved a single subject? Are you sure you can finish your homework before you turn it in? Xia Yu glanced at the time, and there were fifteen minutes left to start reading early, and reading early was called the deadline for homework.

Gui Zixiao's face showed an embarrassed look, and he looked at Xia Yu.

Xia Yu had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, Gui Zixiao handed over his math and English homework to Xia Yu: "I'll leave these to you." ”

"I refuse." Xia Yu not only didn't pick up the homework book, but also took his homework back.

"Wait, wait, you forgot to have an art class today? And today's subject is oil painting! Gui Zixiao grabbed Xia Yu again.

"Add a duck leg to lunch." Xia Yu demanded.

"Deal!"

With Gui Zixiao's homework in hand, Xia Yu returned to his seat.

He didn't expect that he, who had to help others write their homework when he let the hosting system do all the homework for him.

When he reads in the morning, he puts the book on the table, writes hard, and finishes his homework before the end of the morning reading class.

After handing in the homework, the first class was the art class, and under the leadership of the class leader, a group of people lined up and came to the art classroom.

The art teacher has already taken out the paint and other props.

Putting on an apron, picking up paintbrushes and paints, Xia Yu found a shelf on the inside and sat down.

He clamped the oil paper to a wooden frame and squeezed the paint onto the paint board.

After all the students were ready, the art teacher took out a stone statue of a human head from the cabinet and placed it in the middle.

The task of this lesson is to draw this head.

Gui Zixiao, who was sitting next to Xia Yu, had already begun to draw: "Good brother, thank you just now, give me ten minutes, and I'll help you paint after I'm done!" ”

Xia Yu's painting skills are very bad, especially oil painting, if he was in the school of his previous life, he could still rely on the contempt of education for art, and fool the past casually, but the world also attaches more importance to the grades of art and other disciplines, and these homework even have to be stored, he can only let others do it for him.

Shaking the paintbrush, Xia Yu pretended.

After a minute, he was a little bored, and five minutes later, he looked at Gui Zixiao's painting, Gui Zixiao's painting is also very bad, but it is much better than Xia Yu, Xia Yu's own painting will definitely be judged to be unsuccessful, and Gui Zixiao's painting can still be fooled.

At this time, the teacher began to go on patrol, and Xia Yu hurriedly began to graffiti.

They didn't use a special canvas, but cheap oil painting paper, Xia Yu kept some privately, and when the time came, just take a new one and let Gui Zixiao paint it.

The teacher was slow, especially when he passed behind a boy who stood for three minutes.

It's not because the boy draws well, but because next to the boy is a well-developed girl.

Three minutes later, the teacher continued his patrol and soon came to Xia Yu's surroundings.

Looking at Gui Zixiao's painting, the teacher sighed and looked at Xia Yu's painting again.

He snorted.

He has been teaching Xia Yu's class for two years, and he knows the students in the class very well, and he is also clear about Xia Yu's things about letting people draw on his behalf, but because the other party's grades are at the top of the class, the head teacher greeted him, so he let it go.

And he thought he would see a ghost drawing, but he actually saw a painting that was of average level in the class?

Take a guy and draw it fast, give it to Xia Yu?

After standing for a while, the teacher knew that this was not ghostwriting, because the painting had not yet been completed, and Xia Yu was still writing.

Under his gaze, the level of the paintings not only did not fall, but instead rose, reaching the middle and upper level of the class.

"Not bad, not bad." After two compliments, the art teacher smiled and walked away.

The students around Xia Yu heard the teacher's words, glanced at Xia Yu's drawing board, and made a unified sound.

Xia Yu's painting skills are notoriously poor, and his classmates have an understanding of them.

Gui Zixiao grabbed Xia Yu's shoulder: "You actually secretly practice oil painting!" ”

Putting down the pen, Xia Yu glanced at Gui Zixiao: "Do you think it's possible?" ”

"Yes, you hate painting, and paint is expensive, so you can't practice." Gui Zixiao calmly analyzed and thought carefully, "So what's the matter with you?" ”

Xia Yu was also a little puzzled, he used to draw really badly, and he had never practiced oil painting, the only practice related to painting was the first time he exchanged bodies, using An Siyao's body, practicing comic characters all night.

If your comic skills go up, so will your oil paintings?

This is undoubtedly impossible.

After thinking for a while, Xia Yu set his eyes on [Painting Lv1].

I thought it was just a comic skill, but it turned out to be a whole range of skills?

It's just that the level of the comic has reached lv1, and you have obtained the ability of lv1 in the whole system?

It's terrifying.

He looked at [Music Lv1] again, and in the same way, this skill is also included in all musical instruments?

An Siyao, this girl, has a greater role than she imagined.

Let's scare her less in the future.

After finishing the rest of the paintings, Xia Yu also received a strong praise from the art teacher.

In the evening, after finishing his part-time job, he returned home, lay on the bed, and entered An Siyao's body.