After drawing another painting based on his sister, Xia Yu put down his pen, lay on the bed, and fell asleep.

The next morning, Xia Yu, who woke up from his dream, looked at the time.

It's only five o'clock in the morning, and he usually gets up at half past seven.

This time he woke up early because he was no longer sleepy.

The sleep after the body is managed by the system is also counted in the sleep required by the body.

Then it will be convenient in the future, and let the hosted body write a homework for eight hours a day and then sleep, which can save a lot of time.

After playing with his phone in bed for a while, he heard the sound of the door opening and a muffled cough.

This is the father of this body, Xia Dongyang, who is back.

Xia Dongyang was very prodigal when he was young, so he didn't have any serious work, and now he works as a waiter in a night bar.

It just so happens that he is also a good drinker, and he will come back with some every time he gets off work.

Fortunately, the boss is his classmate, and the wine he drinks is at cost price, otherwise his little salary and wine money are not enough.

Bang –

Suddenly, there was a loud noise outside the door, as if the other party had fallen.

Xia Yu didn't care, Xia Dongyang is also a college student, how can a college student who can live so poor in modern society be a good person.

Now that he is old and frail, he has been taught a lot of lessons by him in the early years, when Xia Yu was still young.

"Snow again! Snow again! Xia Dongyang didn't seem to have fallen lightly, and he shouted the name of Xia Yu's sister.

Five years ago, he always called Xia Yu's name like this, but later he was beaten by Xia Yu, so he changed his name to Youxue.

"You dead girl! Come out and help you! The sound was accompanied by the sound of falling on the floor.

Ten seconds later, Xia Yu heard the sound of the door opening again, and the sound of his sister Youxue.

"Hurry up and roll over to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu hasn't slept yet, but you're asleep, you're so beautiful!"

Xia Youxue seemed to be frightened and let out a low exclamation.

Getting up and getting out of bed, Xia Yu opened the door.

Xia Dongyang's voice stopped abruptly. He looked at Xia Yu and said in a voice that lowered his tone: "My daughter helps Lao Tzu, it's right!" ”

Ignoring him, Xia Yu looked at his sister: "It's snow again, my room is messy, you come and clean it up for me." ”

"Help Lao Tzu up first!" Xia Dongyang was angry.

Xia Yu hammered the wall, and he immediately closed his mouth.

Walking cautiously past Xia Dongyang's side, Xia Youxue came to Xia Yu's room.

Closing the door, Xia Yu looked at his sister who was wearing pajamas and cowering.

Reaching out, he touched the girl's face.

Youxue has a beautiful face and a well-behaved personality, and is in the first grade of junior high school this year. Originally, such a girl, in someone else's house, would live the life of a little princess.

"Brother." And the snow made a pitiful sound.

"Go to bed." Xia Yu said.

Xia Dongyang will not fall asleep immediately after he is drunk, at least he will have to toss for an hour, if he leaves his room, he will definitely be caught by Xia Dongyang.

However, even Xia Dongyang will not get drunk every day, and it is estimated that he was angry with the guests in the bar again.

I don't have the ability, but my self-esteem is quite strong.

Smiling at Xia Yu, Xue climbed onto the bed and got into the bed.

Looking at Xia Yu sitting at the desk, she asked, "Doesn't my brother sleep?" ”

"I went to bed early last night and couldn't sleep." Xia Yu replied, "Hurry up and sleep." ”

"Hmm." Xia Youxue closed her eyes.

After drawing on the desk for a while, thinking about the body swap game for a while, Xia Yu turned his head to look at his sister's sleeping face.

Compared with the well-off and harmonious family in his previous life, the family in this life can be said to be very unfortunate, but there is also a little luck in this misfortune.

That's this well-behaved and lovely sister.

Xia Yu, who was not good at socializing in his previous life, has never seen a more likable girl than Youxue.

In his previous life, Xia Yu, who was an only son, had never had such a girl connected by blood.

When he first crossed over, he had set some small goals, such as becoming a rich man, a big writer, a little white face and other creatures, and then took his sister to live a happy life.

It's a pity that he doesn't have any business experience at all, and he doesn't have the ability to remember, and his face is just ordinary and a little handsome.

He may be able to do a little better than in his previous life, but it is definitely not much better, and he will even have a lot more hard work without the support of his family.

Yesterday, he thought so, but now he has a body-swapping game.

Last night, An Siyao was very surprised by his progress in painting, according to the girl, his progress in one night was already the level of her hard work for a week.

A girl's week is more than eight hours a day.

If this continues, it doesn't seem to be a problem to become a million-dollar painter for a painting.

And this is only the painting bonus lv1, since there is one, there must be two.

A bright future is just around the corner.

But that's the future, and now I'm still a poor person who needs to do odd jobs at convenience stores and save money to buy a notebook.

With a sigh, Xia Yu picked up his mobile phone and casually browsed the forum.

Two hours later, Youxue got up from Xia Yu's bed, she folded the quilt, laid the sheets neatly, walked out of the room, and began to prepare breakfast.

At half past seven, Xia Yu began to wash, had breakfast with Youxue, and went out to take the subway.

The schools of the two were in different directions, Xia Yu was in the east, and Youxue was in the west, and the subway to the east arrived first, and he and Youxue waved their hands and got on the high-speed rail.

Eight o'clock is the rush hour for work, and the subway is very crowded.

Five minutes later, he got off the subway. The school is still some distance from the metro station and needs to be walked on.

If only I could have a bicycle and not have to crowd the subway or walk in the sun.

But it's more important than a bike, a notebook.

It would be better if you had all the money you wanted.

At 8:20, Xia Yu came to the school gate.

This world has been unified, and the opposite of the country are various districts, and where Xia Yu is now located is the first district where the Chinese gather.

Although there is competition between districts, it is not fierce, so the national policy is relatively relaxed.

In terms of education, it is somewhat similar to Singapore, the second largest Chinese country in the previous life, with classes starting at 8:40 in the morning and ending at 2:40 in the afternoon, and the rest of the time can be used for club activities or going home.

The course of study is also much simpler.

Of course, this is only a public school, and some of the private universities with high tuition fees are even more ruthless than the schools in Huaxia in the previous life.

Elect the elite, strengthen education, and teach the rest as you like. There are so many positions that need elites, and there is no difference between being a table clerk who reads "Capital" and being a table clerk who reads "Harry Potter", and there is no need for the national elite at all.

Entering the classroom, after spending a day of classes, Xia Yu packed his things and came to the convenience store where he worked.

Although he has a body-swapping game, he still has no money and can't afford to lose his job.

In case the pianist's plans change, it is not easy to find such an easy job again.

At half-past five, he returned to his bedroom and turned on the body swapping game.

When the darkness cleared, he was greeted by a slender vase with a bouquet of branches beside it.

He holds a sprig of flowers in his left hand and a pair of scissors in his right hand.

This is...... In flower arrangement?

"Miss?" Seeing him in a daze, the maid next to him called him.

"Hmm."

Responding coldly, Xia Yu looked at the flower in his hand.

I don't know how to arrange flowers!