The Body Swap Game

After his music skills finally reached lv3, Xia Yu couldn't wait to go to the coffee shop on the corner to apply for a job, but today was Thursday, and he still needed to attend classes.

It was not easy to wait until today's class was completed, and the class leader asked everyone to stay.

"Next week will be the cultural festival. We must decide the program of our class today. Now I have six plans in my hand. I will read the plan and vote." Picking up the plan, the class leader began read up.

The six plans are: maid coffee shop, male waiter coffee shop, after-school cram school, breakup experience, wall-dong experience, and flower rope competition.

The maid coffee shop and the male waiter coffee shop were the only two popular ones, and the rest were just make-up. Among them, the after-school cram school was Xia Yu's plan to deal with the classmates who asked him to sign up for the maid coffee shop and the male waiter coffee shop.

Knowing that the students only read the title of the plan and had no interest in the content of the plan, the monitor spoke very quickly, and entered the voting session after three minutes.

In order to prevent being affected by external factors, anonymous notes were used for voting. Two minutes later, the squad leader put away the notes and made statistics with the literary and art committee members.

It took more than ten seconds to complete the statistics, and Xia Yu saw the squad leader's expression strange.

The squad leader coughed, then coughed again, and began to read out the votes.

"Maid coffee shop, twelve votes."

Xia Yu thought: There are forty people in the class, and twelve votes are a bit small, so the male waiter coffee shop won?

"The waiter's coffee shop, twelve votes."

Twelve votes? A draw can be difficult. Speaking of which, the remaining four water-stroke plans actually accounted for 16 votes?

The squad leader continued to read:

"Break-up experience, one vote."

"The wall-dong experience, one vote."

"One vote for the Rope Turning Contest."

After reading this, Xia Yu and his classmates panicked. The remaining four paddling plans accounted for 16 votes, but three of them only had one vote, which meant that the last one had 13 votes?

And the last plan, seems to be...

"After-school cram school, 13 votes."

"Then, the program of our class has been decided to be an after-school cram school."

The students began to howl:

"No, I just didn't want to vote for maids and male waiters, so I just found one to vote for!"

"Me too, who would vote for after-school cram school? I just voted for fun!"

"I just want to support Xia Yu!"

"It's over, it's over."

The whole class looked at Xia Yu.

"How about we vote again?" Xia Yu tried to correct the world line.

"No need, maids and waiters are pretty boring anyway, it's not as interesting as cram school."

"It's time to scare those guys!"

"..."

Looking at the inexplicably excited classmates, Xia Yu rubbed his forehead.

Just be happy.

The matter was over, he stood up, left the classroom, and walked towards the coffee shop on the corner.

The convenience store has already found someone to replace Xia Yu, and the store manager asked Xia Yu to pay his salary on Sunday, so he is now free.

Take the subway to the next station and walk for another five minutes to reach the destination. The coffee shop is in the middle of a street.

Looking at the words "Coffee Shop on the Corner" written on the signboard, Xia Yu walked in.

"Welcome, who are you?" A girl in waiter's uniform came to Xia Yu.

"I'm here to apply for the job," Xia Yu said.

"Huh?" The girl was surprised.

"But we only lack a pianist here."

She saw that Xia Yu was a high school student, and thought he was coming to apply for a waiter.

"Then I didn't make a mistake." Xia Yu was not surprised by the girl's suspicion. It would be abnormal if he was not suspected.

"Sorry, the store manager is at the back, I'll take you there." The girl led Xia Yu to the rest room in the coffee shop.

A young man was sitting on a chair and playing with his mobile phone.

The girl and the young man gave a brief explanation and walked out, leaving only Xia Yu and the other party in the same room.

The young man took out a cigarette and lit it, and looked at Xia Yu suspiciously: "Let me explain in advance, I don't look at things like certificates here, I am also a piano player myself, and I only look at real talents, okay?"

"Yes." Xia Yu nodded.

"So what level is your certificate?" the young man asked.

"No." Xia Yu said.

"Huh?" The young man's eyes widened.

"Don't you not read the certificate?" Xia Yu didn't have time to take the grade test, but fortunately, the young man dug a hole for himself in advance.

"No, if I don't watch it, I don't want to watch it, and you can't live without it..." The young man sighed, "Forget it, there is a piano outside, go and play it."

In the hall outside, Xia Yu sat in front of the piano.

The guests in the hall also looked at the new pianist.

At this time, the young store manager has regretted it a bit. Now, whoever learns piano, does he have a certificate? Certificates are already what those guys learn piano for.

The high school student in front of him probably learned a little piano in music class and thought he could use it to find a job, right?

There are many acquaintances in the store, if he plays two tigers, he will lose his face!

But at this moment, it was too late to stop, the boy had already pressed the first note.

The elegant melody echoed in the hall.

The young man stood up and sat down again. This string of melodies has proved Xia Yu's strength.

By the way, which song is this?

The wind in the cold valley? Ashina's Autumn? The treasure carp in the lake?

After listening carefully for a while, the young man opened his mouth in astonishment, and dropped the cigarette he was holding.

He slapped his thigh:

Damn, it's the pope's dancer!

Among the guests in the hall, the knowledgeable few were also a little surprised, but there were more guests who just thought it sounded a little nice, so Xia Yu didn't find anything wrong.

After playing a song, he put down his hand, a little dissatisfied. This was the first time he used his own body to play the piano, and some of his movements were a little stiff, and the sound of this piano was not as good as An Siyao's.

Turning his head, Xia Yu wanted to ask if he could do it all over again, but when he saw the young man's face, he was already in front of him.

Immediately distanced himself from the young man. Xia Yu was about to ask what was wrong when the young man held his hand.

"Please be sure to stay in my coffee shop." The young man's eyes were sincere.

Xia Yu was very happy when he got the affirmation, but this kind of marriage proposal made him feel awkward.

Withdrawing his hand, Xia Yu and the young man came to the lounge to discuss employment issues.

He first told the young man that he was still in school. The young man thought for a while and said:

"From Monday to Friday from 3:00 pm to 5:30 pm, on Saturdays from 1:00 pm to 6:00 pm, one hour off, and Sunday off."

"Okay, what about the salary?" Xia Yu asked the core question.

"Well, you know, I'm just a small coffee shop, so the salary is definitely not as good as that of a big coffee shop." The young man said a little embarrassed.

Xia Yu nodded to express his understanding, and lowered the price in his heart from 4,000 a month to 3,000.

The young man told the price: "So about eight thousand a month."

"How much?" Xia Yu was shocked.

"Eight thousand is a bit low, but it's only temporary. With you, I can improve the style of the coffee shop. Those petty bourgeoisie's money is very deceiving. If you make more money, you can increase your salary." Youth He and Xia Yu talked about their vision for the future.

Xia Yu fell silent, and he felt something was wrong: "I don't think it's too low. Didn't your recruitment information say 'the salary is negotiable about 3,000 to 5,000'? Why did it increase so much?"

After hearing Xia Yu's words, the young man froze.

He scratched his head and asked Xia Yu, "Let me ask, what level do you think your level is now?"

"The most difficult piece I know is The Pope's Dancer. Isn't this a common piece in coffee shops?"

Xia Yu had already faintly understood that the reason why he thought so was because he had asked An Siyao before, and the coffee shop An Siyao would go to...

Sure enough, the young man replied: "...The pope's dancer is indeed a regular piece, but it is a regular piece in the big coffee shop, and normally plays the first and second parts."

"So what's the regular repertoire of these cafes?" Xia Yu asked.

"Guda etudes, and some modern pieces, such as Weiming's Autumn."

"..."

Knocked, and was cheated by An Siyao.

Xia Yu felt sad when he thought about the days when he practiced piano intensively for eight hours a day.